June 21, 2013 I have been dropping Ramu’s kids and collecting them from their school which is close by. Am surprised to see the Principal waiting at the gate, every morning to receive the kids , smiling and showing his closed fist to receive a hit from the little fists of the kids or … Read more
july 19, 2013 ”Nama poorvaya girayae, patchimayaadraye namah—-”. Agasthya Maharishi in Aaditya hridyam, asking Srirama to salute the East and West mountains too, which have an important role to play in the the Sun god’s traverse across the sky. The Himalayan ranges was not a great stone mass, covered by ice, but a living entity, … Read more
June 14, 2013 In Vancouver, since 3 days, with my nephew Ramu. Ramu and Ashu both medical specialists, go to the hospitals and children to the school. We three oldies, my first sister Ammu, her husband Ambi and self, spend our time chatting incessantly and the youngsters wonder, ‘ from where do they derive so much energy?. Does … Read more
” If the world has room for only smart and intelligent people where will you go, Ammalu?” ” Why should I go at all, when I have my own companion of my own grade in my own house?”
A cute bud of flower was she, like a simple village lass; My finger touched, she shrunk with a sullen face. Alas, when the sky’s messenger came with a golden kiss She blushed like a bride, look! what a bliss. A little worm, yes, worm, in a tiny bush Swirled and swooned when my shadow … Read more
The storms and stories keep a watch on me, as the American cops do on the terrorists. When Meghana drove me to the Baltimore air port the sky was smiling, then its face swelled and then a few drops of tears down through the cheek while we waited in the airport . The moment I … Read more
“I met an old man whose first son is in America, owning two cars and two bungalows, but on loan, the second son in London owning four bungalows and two cars , also on loan.” ”Lucky sons. What is the old man doing ?” ”He drives an autoriksha.” ”Oh, how sad, Ammalu” ” What is … Read more
” I am really worried, Ammalu. I don’t know what to do” “Did you lose your wallet in the bus again?” “No. The Saturn has entered my 8th house–” ”The Jupiter the 9th, the Venus the 7th, right?” ” Yes, yes. But who told you ?” ” Every one around here. The servant maid … Read more
“You brought me all the way to see this sinful shows by shameless women, exposing every thing and rolling on the beach sand?” “Adjust your spectacles and see Ammalu. If you see carefully you will find that ‘everything’ is not exposed. Strips of white clothes conceal them from your eyes.” ” You will see them … Read more
Far, far away in my memory line, I see the face of a dark, tall elderly woman hiding a ripe banana fruit, nenthrampazam, away from my sight, to be given to my younger brother. She was my maternal grand father’s mother, partial to my brother as he was not eating rice then, though he liked varieties made of rice. … Read more