#SoCS Aug. 28, 2021

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “my.” Start your post with the word “My.” Bonus points if you end your post with “yours.” Enjoy!

My grandfather’s memoirs take me back to a different world. He was born in 1893. In the  last years of the 1970s his elder daughter requested him to write his memories. I am so glad she did so. He wrote them in two note books in Kannada. Later on,  my father typed them up, made xerox copies and shared them with us. I read the memoirs years ago and translated it into English. I find it easier to read in English than in Kannada. What amazed me was my grandfather’s memory. He remembered so many details about his childhood and youth. I do not remember so much about my early life.

He writes about his life at school  between 1909 and 1915. He was writing about what happened seventy years earlier! He studied at Basel Mission School in Mangalore. I checked on Google and it was fascinating to read about the school. The internet has changed our lives. Located in the centre of the city, the school was very old even in those days. The principal was a German called Mr Bloom. My grandfather writes he was a good person and believed in hard work. He had one glass eye and no one could make out which was the real one. When World War 1 broke out  in 1914, Germans in India were jailed. Mr Bloom was jailed too.

My grandfather writes in detail about all that he studied in school and also about teachers who influenced him. He had lived in a village, and had  to discontinue studies after fourth std as there was no high school nearby. Due to certain circumstances, his father moved to the city in search of work. He admitted his son to the English medium school. My grandfather was sixteen when he joined first form. That was the turning point in his life. He writes that if his father had not admitted him to school his life would have been very different. He continued his studies and completed BA Honours in Maths. He became a teacher.

I think there is a turning point in every person’s life. Life changes at that moment and we may not know its importance then. It is only later on that we realize the importance of that moment. I think we have to grab the opportunities that come our way with both hands and live our dreams.  Someone says in a novel how you react to life is in your hands. Your life is yours.

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My grandfather and his younger sister.

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. There is a saying – “A person is always born twice”. In hindu tradition the second birth is from a Guru which in the Western world would be similar to a mentor. Thanks for sharing.

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  2. Enjoyed reading your blog. Family history laced with words full of love and gratitude for forefathers has brought out the story very well. It is nostalgic not only for you but for readers too. Thank 🙏you.
    Reading your blog inspires me to write about my great grand father …

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