Separating the grain from straw

Muram, where’re you ? I’m yet to see a wind winnower in any of the houses, I visit in USA . Chool, broomstick Yes, though rarely used, as the houses are carpeted and machine removes the dust, if any.  Recall my early days when murams were in regular use  for separating grain from straw.  Not … Read more

I’m not a preacher, not a teacher

I am not a spiritualist. Not even a ritualist doing nithyakramas regularly or visitng  Temples often.  Just an ordinary story writer I am, , living a normal family life with my chidlren, grand children, roaming the world if they finace me and if my health permits or sit below a tree or walk through the … Read more

Mud we’re

I was in Hyderabad for the Deepavali, last year. Our compound wall is pretty long and was wondering how to arrange deepams on the entire length.  Remembered about the huge stock of materials dumped in the attic, when my wife was there. But how to climb , was the question.  There is a boy in … Read more

Ammalu is always right

‘Ammalu, I couldn’t believe what I saw in Kittu’s house, this evening’ ‘What happened? There was a bear sleeping on his cot?’ ‘No, he was washing his wife’s clothes. The other day I saw him cleaning the kitchen’ ‘Who’s wife’s and whose kitchen?’ ‘His’ ‘Then, what is your concern? Husbands are not unselfish. For giving … Read more

Life is not a mess, it is a bliss

“Have an urge to run, but can’t even walk. Love to sing but can’t even talk. Sleep I desire, but she doesn’t come near” No problem, friend, Sky is there, Earth is hear! Keep aside your books, you love them I know Lying on the bed, peep tho’ the window Enjoy the clouds, moving aimless … Read more