Partial lockdown has been extended till June 7th. It seems strange that life is going on. I was telling my husband that our life was flowing on like a river. It is morning and then it is night, we are in the last week of May. But for so many life has become just survival from one day to the next. Small shop owners are not doing business because the have to close their shops at ten. There is no one to travel in auto rickshaws. So many people depend upon their daily earnings. People in our locality have got together, collected money and have provided a sack full of grocery to people who are finding it difficult to make ends meet. All these people are people who work hard, they must be feeling frustrated about accepting charity and at the same time they must be feeling a little relieved too. Today morning Basavaraj called asking if there was work. He used to come to clean the garden. He said there is no work and is sitting at home. Unfortunately, we had to say no.
Aravind’s students have completed their semester and will be writing their final exams soon, all online. Who would have thought that in 2019 that life would change so much? Our day to day activities are going on. I am reading a fascinating book about Mahabharata. And while doing cross stitch in the afternoons I listen to Don Quixote in Audibles, it is a fascinating book.
Yesterday we did not feel like going for a walk in the by lanes, I walked the eight-walk in the yard and my mother the straight walk 😊. She walks for half an hour in the morning too. I took some photos of different flowers. A small wild flower comes up when the rains start. It is strangely beautiful. My husband’s cousin is a botanist. He said it’s botanical name is Curcuma cannanorensis.
The south-west monsoon is going to hit the coast of Kerala, the state to the south of our state, in the last week of this month and we will get rains a week after. The forecast has been for normal rains this year.
In the last week of April, starting with Aravind we all got Covid. Fortunately, we only had fever, cold and other mild symptoms. Aravind was feeling exhausted for more than two weeks. We were at home for three weeks, though it was not possible for each of us to be in isolation but we managed. We were getting calls from the Government health centre every day about our symptoms. We were very fortunate. Everyday we thanked God that we did not suffer as so many are suffering. So many have died. Later we came to know that many of our relatives had Covid but with mild symptoms.
It is now eight at night, I am hearing a lot of sounds, maybe of frogs and other insects. They do not disturb because they are part of nature. Construction activity is going on in the plot behind our house. And that sound is quite irritating but we have to get used to it. Workers are working from morning to night. I don’t know what they will do when the rains start.
On Sunday morning I made ‘kottige’ for breakfast, it is a form of vegetable idli. We put the batter of rice and bottle gourd pieces in banana leaves and steam for an hour. We have a banana plant in our garden. We use the leaves when they are big enough to be used. I made some masala powder to add in some dishes. I like to make chutney powders and masala powders, it is fun to experiment. This year there is only one jackfruit in our tree. There are some kokum fruits in its three but they are still green in colour.
Some time ago I was reading The Lumby Lines by Gail Fraser. I liked these words, ‘Some go through life’s journey- to reach the final resting point, when there would be no worries and they could afford to follow their hearts. Some appreciate each day, changing directions on a whim, the final destination did not matter.’