Everyday Moments (#SOL- 2020)

My weekly Slice of Life are my letters to my Doddamma. She is my father’s elder brother’s wife. Doddamma literally means ‘elder mother’. She is 89 years old. She cannot hear properly if I telephone to talk to her. So, I have been writing letters to her since October 2017. I enjoy writing letters and she is happy to read them. They are only about the everyday moments in my life. Since last week I am sending my letters by e mail to my cousin’s wife. She is reading them to my Doddamma. I write to her a little more about our grandchildren😊


It is pouring as I am writing my slice of life.  It was raining every day last week and at nights too. Today morning it was sunny for a short time. Due to wind and rain there was some problem with the telephone line and our landline was dead for three days !! So, we did not have internet too. Though we could use our data connection. We were remembering last year when it did not rain the whole of June. The rains started one month late and we had water problems too. The seasons are changing as they have in the past but this year the spectre of coronavirus is part of our lives.

On Sunday we were horrified to read about more than 11,000 cases in a single day. When will this end? Those who are suffering, not only from the infection but to everything related to it, continue to suffer. And it was sad to read about so many people returning to the cities in search of work as there was no work for them in their villages.

There has been so much suffering everywhere and it was good to read about the good work doe by so many people all over the world. People have come out of their comfort zones to help those in need. I have shared the link of the article in our newspaper. It was heartening to read about people in quarantine in their towns got together to clean the ground of the school where the were quarantined. They said they were working individuals and did not like to sit idle. A Mathematics teacher in the town of Kundapur, Babu Shetty visited the houses of his students, taking all protection, during lockdown, to help his students who could not go to school. He was appreciated by all. There is no internet connection everywhere, specially in villages and small towns. 28 year old Mallappa , a sculptor has created a beautiful idol of Lord Ganesha during the lockdown period.



People have discovered their hidden talents. We came to know that some of our friends sing beautifully only recently. We have been seeing children playing every evening near our house. It is good to hear them enjoying themselves because during the lockdown period it seemed unnatural to not see children playing in the evenings. Of course they were unnatural days. We were seeing children plucking something from the grass growing around us. I asked them what were they plucking. They were collecting some seeds which explode when immersed in hot water. Listening to them, my husband remembered his childhood when he and his cousins collected similar things from the fields in their village. It was good to see children outside.

Our grandchildren enjoying on the banks of the river Rhine:)

Yesterday, it was pouring the whole day and we decided to fry onion pakodas. The weather was perfect to eat something fried 😊. My husband made them and we all enjoyed them with tea. We were making this after a long time. When my children were small I used to make fried snacks for them.


There are so many changes in life and we keep changing with them.

“Sometimes in life, a sudden situation, a moment in time, alters your whole life, forever changes the road ahead.”
Ahmad Ardalan, Baghdad: The Final Gathering

By Lakshmi Bhat

I am a person who believes there is not enough darkness in the world to extinguish the light of a small candle. We live in a small place in South India. I love reading, blogging, stitching, traveling, photography, listening to people and many other things which make life so very nice and interesting. Blogging is a fun experience, it has brought me into contact with people in different parts of the world and it is good to read about their everyday life. In spite of the differences there is a sameness which is fascinating. I have learnt and am learning something everyday. I have learnt to write haikus. I enjoy combining the thought and the number of syllables. I have always read books and I was happy to write short fiction. I had thought I would not be able to do so. Stream of Consciousness and photo challenges are fun too. Yes, there is so much in life that is sad and that hurts us. Many a time I wonder why life is so unfair to so many. We all have problems in life but the problems of many seems unbearable. This makes me feel so helpless. It is not possible to help everyone but we can do our bit, we can do something to help some in whatever way we can. Due to the pandemic I could not go to the Home for the mentally challenged for two years. I had been going there since 2011. I have started going again. I was happy that some members remembered me :) All of them are an important part of my life. There have been many challenges in life and we have faced them with a positive approach. Our grandson and granddaughter have made our lives richer.


  1. Somehow, whenever there is some kind of trouble happening it seems to bring out the best in people. Wouldn’t it be nice if people were always on the lookout for ways to help others not just when there are problems and hardships being faced? The kids have started playing basketball in the park across the street from our house. I didn’t realize how much I missed their joyful noise. It is good to have them back.

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  2. I love your letter….the last lines were so true and poignant. I enjoy the pictures as well. Hoping things change again and our world can open up and heal.

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  3. This will be such a memorable time. On the one hand there are so many bad things on so many fronts. India, especially is getting hit with so many things from locusts to cyclones to pandemics and on and on. And yet, as you point out, it is somehow encouraging many to be their absolute best selves. I keep saying it and will say it again: I hope that once this ends we don’t forget the other lessons being taught: lessons about how to interact with people, caring for our families and the vulnerable, and what really matters to us in our lives.

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  4. Over here, we have a plant which has escaped from garden centres and people’s gardens. It is called “Himalayan Balsam” and lots of people want to get rid of it because it is alien to this country. Even as an adult, though, I have really enjoyed popping the seed pods to get the seeds to fly, sometimes, up to four or five yards, and often with a loud noise.

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  5. You offer so many gifts to us through your letter to Doddamma. Seeing the good even in the bleakest of times — children finding hidden talents, playing outside. The recipe -! Sounds wonderful. All in all, a calming message of overcoming and enduring.

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