Robert.V, a blogger friend, (6)

(This post by Robert tells us about his life) Then till now   August 12 2013 You can never have fameif you don’t have a nameSo at six months of ageas then was the rage I was given awaymy gramps had the payto enjoy in his dotagea nice little cottage And then for a whileI was…

Robert.V, a blogger friend (5)

“Sit here” she told, pointing to a little table with two chairs next to it “whilst I get us a drink. I hastily explained I only drank lemonade and things like that, not real drink. She smiled and went away. When she went away, I quickly got up and started walking around, I wanted to…

Robert.V, a blogger friend (4)

On Friday nights and over the weekend, the boys would go to town. I, with very little money had to stay back. I had offers of help but felt that I wanted to make my own way and their ideas of drinking and girls were not going to be for me. Also the horrible smell…

Robert.V, a blogger friend (3)

The following letter narrates Robert’s experiences as a youth. 7th March 2014 The welfare officer made several telephone calls whilst I became acquainted with the lady (mentioned above) and  two boys. The boys slept in two different bedrooms and I was to be put in with these two. They were only about a year older…

Robert.V, a blogger friend (2)

A school (called a foundling hospital) had been founded by a gentleman captain for children born out of wedlock whose parentage was not desirous of being disclosed. This school was financed by many great artists and musicians. There were many great names amongst the donors, the leading principal artist was William Hogarth. Indeed, no lesser…

Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – Journey – Sept. 2, 2021

Go where the prompt leads you and publish a post on your own blog that responds to the prompt. The journey of life Present to unknown future Never a straight line. Forks to choose and curves to turn. Surprise in the horizon. The tanka is a thirty-one-syllable poem, traditionally written in a single unbroken line.…

#SoCS July 25/2020

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “check/cheque/Czech.” Use one, use ’em all, use ’em any way you’d like. Have fun! The word cheque brought to mind an incident which happened long back. My mother told me about it. In those days the finances of the family were usually looked after by the…

Everyday Moments (#SOL-2020

My weekly Slice of Life are my letters to my Doddamma. She is my father’s elder brother’s wife. Doddamma literally means ‘elder mother’. She is 89 years old. She cannot hear properly if I telephone to talk to her. So, I have been writing letters to her since October 2017. I enjoy writing letters and…

A Photo a Week Challenge: Coronavirus Changes

IN A NEW POST CREATED FOR THIS CHALLENGE, SHARE A PHOTO OR TWO OF A CHANGE YOU’VE EXPERIENCED DURING THE CRISIS. Lockdown started on March 24th. A week after that I took part in a Zoom seminar hosted by Mr L Subramani about story telling as a personal narrative. It was an interesting experience. On…

Away from home (Photo fiction)

Suresh was walking back home after a day’s hard work. There were dark clouds in the sky and he hoped to reach home before it rained. Initially the rains here had troubled him. In his home town it did not rain like it did here. Home was the town of Badami. The lack of rains…