Day 22 of the March SOLSC! #SOL21

I love taking part in Slice of Life and in Stream of consciousness hosted by Linda G Hill . This week’s prompt is to use words that start with the letters ‘cal’. I was in the kitchen thinking which words started with those letters when my gaze fell on the calendar I hang there. It is the Sharada Calendar and is very popular. We buy it every year in December.

It shows details of our Hindu calendar too. My husband uses the calendar more than I do.  It gives information about auspicious dates, sunset and sunrise times and other details. We learn something about the night sky and the position of the stars. It tells us on which night there is a full moon.
From the full moon to New moon there are fifteen days and is called Krishnapaksha in our Hindu calendar.  The moon decreases in size till it is not seen at all. I used to wonder why it is called new moon when no moon is seen at all? 😊
From new moon to full moon there are fifteen days and is called Shuklapaksha.

It has been observed that there is a high tide on full moon and new moon nights. I have never been in the beach at night. But many years ago we were in a place called Murudeshwara, about two hours from our place. The guest house was by the beach and we could hear the waves at night. I loved listening to them. They seemed to tell us something.

Writing about calendars, the lunar and solar calendars are also equally important.  My father remembered Shravana Masa ( Masa is month), a month in the Lunar calendar which came during the monsoon season. My grandparents lived in a town called Hospet. Many poojas were performed by people during this month. Women went to each other’s house to take part in the prayers. My father and his friends tagged along with my grandmother. After the prayers kosambari was given as prasad. My father said he and his friends ate it at every house they visited. They enjoyed Shravana Masa and waited for it every year 😊

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. I used to go to the Home for the Mentally challenged in our campus twice a week. I have been going there since 2011. The members are an important part of my life. Covid-19 has made it difficult for me to go there regularly. Hopefully I will be able to go there again. There have been many challenges in life and we have faced them with a positive approach. Our grandson and granddaughter have made life so much more richer.


  1. Thank you for this beautiful piece of writing. It means so much to me to learn about cultural traditions. Many of us have traditions that we hold very dear. Thank you so much for sharing these with us.

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  2. Wow, look at how you were given three letters, and it developed into this instructional and interesting post about your Hindu calendar. There are so many things to know! I think I will try the recipe for kosambari. I have all the ingredients!

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