The rains are reluctant to leave us 😊. It was raining for more than half an hour today evening. We did not go for our walk. A few nights ago, I woke up in the middle of the night to hear the sound of steady downpour. It was as if someone had opened the tap. On both occasions there was thunder and lightning.
Yesterday evening we were drinking tea when I saw something brown on the leaves of the yellow flowering plant in the garden. In Kannada we call the flowers Lambana. It looked like dry leaves. Then I saw a symmetrical design. I went nearer and saw it was giant butterfly. Later I read about it and came to know it was an Atlas moth. It was big and we were seeing it for the first time. We took a lot of photos. Moths rest with their wings open and butterflies with their wings closed. Beauty of Nature!
On the 30th we attended the first death anniversary of my Doddamma, my father’s elder brother’s wife. I wrote to her once a week and she enjoyed reading my letters. For two years my slices of life were these letters. It was good to meet my cousins and other relatives. All of us wore masks. They have become a part of our lives.
One evening we went for a walk around the lake in our place. It is a rainwater harvested lake. It takes us about 25 minutes to walk around it. The water and the reflection of the sky and the Sun in the water is fascinating. They look different at different times. That day sky and the water looked a beautiful blue.
Life is going on and at the moment the virus seems far away but one never knows. Life has changed so much for so many.
The temple of Lord Krishna is an integral part of our town. It is more than 800 hundred years old. Sunday evening we walked in the temple square. Many pilgrims have started coming again. No vehicles are allowed in the square. We met family friends, they too were coming there after a long time.
I completed a fascinating book, Lectures on the Ramayana by Srinivasa Sastri. These are thirty lectures given by the author in 1949. They are thought provoking and tell us so much about the epic. Ramayana is an important part of our lives. Even now so much is being written based on it. Many a time I think of our epics and puranas when we say ‘forever’ 😊.