School and Beyond

My mother, Shantha Bhat’s memories of her childhood. My son, Aravinda and I translated it. I started going to Bolvar school not very far from home. I do not remember its full name. We used to call it Bolvar shaale. I studied there till 5th std. I remember a teacher called Janaki. There was also… Continue reading School and Beyond

Tale of a copper vessel and summer vacations (Slice of life)

As I said earlier my Bobbe ajji was a very resourceful lady. If you remember, I had thought that Bobbe ajji lived away from us when we lived in the kottage room. Now I recall what my mother told about her. It seemed that she had always been living with us. Before coming to Harady,… Continue reading Tale of a copper vessel and summer vacations (Slice of life)

Long ago Days :)

Memories of childhood written by my mother, Shantha Bhat, in Kannada. My son,Aravinda and I translated it. My earliest memories are of our one-room house in Harady. I must have been around five years old in 1946. The room was part of the ‘kottage’ of the main house. My parents, I and my sister Jaya… Continue reading Long ago Days 🙂

Mirror mirror…

Mirror mirror… I am reading this very interesting book by Jorge Luis Borges called ‘On Writing’. It is a collection of his essays. I loved these lines from the essay, ‘Ultra Manifesto’, “Two aesthetics exist: the passive aesthetic of mirrors and the active aesthetic of prisms. Guided by the former, art turns into a copy… Continue reading Mirror mirror…

Little Things

Our son, daughter and grandson have come for a visit, my parents are here too and we are living our childhood once more. Life has become so much busier in such a nice way. We are back in our childhood and all those little things which so delight our grandson bring delight to us too.… Continue reading Little Things

Back to Childhood:))

The first two weeks of this month just flew by but every minute of those days went by in slow motion. Our grandson had come and all of us were together again. My parents too had come. We had been to see his other great grandfather. Our whole world revolved around him. Everything he did… Continue reading Back to Childhood:))