Wednesday, 28 September 2011
Three Weddings - Part 2
A wedding in the family and that too in Trichur, was carrot enough for me to decide to go there. So it was for Raji, Muthu and Raja. And we were off to Trichur; we had a grand time enjoying the ceremonies which lasted two days. Yes Rajesh’s wedding was a typical South Indian one with the vritham and the kappu kettal for the bride done side by side the morning before the day of the wedding, and the reception the same evening.
Tuesday, 20 September 2011
Three Weddings
In June, there was such a wedding in Chicago. My grandson Kartik got married to Danielle, his friend of five years. It was a perfect wedding in every sense of the word, a pot-pourri of two cultures. There was no Mappilai Azhaipu, no vritham, no Kasiyathirai, no Mallai Mattal, no oonjal. There was a Sasthrigal (priest) who conducted the wedding in a very dignified manner with the bare essential rites such as the Vinayaka Poojai, the Kappukettal which the Sastrigal himself did both for the bride and the groom, the Kannika Daanam, recital of the Gothram and then the Mangalya Dharanyam or Thali kattu,( the ‘Mundru Mudichu) or Three Knots.
HURRICANE POWER
A couple of weeks ago, when Hurricane Irene was not even thought of, we went with my son Sriram and his family from Newport, New Jersey for a short vacation to Corpus Christi in Texas, to join my son Sankar and his family for his birthday celebrations at his sister-in-law’s. Two days into the holiday, Hurricane Irene came into being and took on great significance, since it was predicted that it would hit just where we resided, bang opposite the river from New York city. Initial relief at having escaped the fury of nature, turned to alarm as we realized (a) our return flight was cancelled. (b) our apartment could be in one of the areas most affected by the hurricanes, with rains pouring into the 10th floor balcony and entering the rooms. My son narrates what happened next….
Monday, 19 September 2011
Earthquake!
We were shaken and rattled about. The lights went off at once. The noise was frightening. Once we made it outside we stood together holding one another at the door. We knew we should be running down the stairs but we couldn't move. The building was rocking violently. It felt as if everything would come crashing down any second.
Sunday, 11 September 2011
About Pencils
As young kids we yearned to get promoted from the slate and chalk (baLapa) level to the pencil and paper level. The newer generation urban kids begin with the latter and they may not even be aware of the slate and baLapa though they know the blackboard in schools. There used to be a 'slate baLapa' in the form of a pencil! I used to write with ... Read more.....
Butterflies in my yard
Who does not want to stop and watch a colourful butterfly flutter by? If you have a few flowering plants, shrubs and trees in your yard, the butterflies find them. It is for many reasons butterflies are great attractions to children and I grew up watching them in our yard, which hosted much greenery. I still do. Earlier we just watched them without observing much. Read and see more images...
Toy Cars and Buses
Often, we young boys did not need a toy bus or a car to play the game of driving. Just some running space was enough! What a pleasure and feeling it was to 'drive' barefoot, making the most pleasant sound of the engine using the lips - 'brrrr brrrrrr' and sometimes 'bbrrrooooom', when we sped! While we had to make a horn, the engine had to 'stop'! The 'vehicle' can be made to turn in sharp angles as well without changing gears. When there was an opportunity to travel by..... Read more....
A strange coincidence of WTC 9/11
It is already ten years now since that fateful day which came to be referred as “9/11”. The US has got rid of its mastermind (OBL) recently. I don't need to decipher. I would like to share a strange coincidence I came across in relation to this infamous terrorist act which has stuck in my memory. I was in Chennai for a cricket engagement. Read more...
Thursday, 1 September 2011
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