Category: memories

After a long time

after a long time coffee with mi

On a whim, today I decided to wear a saree, Mi. I know you would be thrilled to hear that. I had to do the Navratri hop and thought, why not a saree today? So, I checked for the color of the day–grey–and picked the grey cotton saree with the...

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A time to remember

A time to remember Vidya Sury

Today, while channel-surfing casually–I was waiting to open the cooker–I came across DD airing MS Subbulakshmi’s Bhaja Govindam, Mi! She would have been 100 years old today, you know. Oh, that dear charming face, the gorgeous voice! How wonderful it was to listen. As the song played I quickly got...

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Ice Creams and stuff.

Coffee with mi. Vidya Sury

Did I tell you that Malleswaram station has an ice-cream parlor Mi? Yes, innumerable kulfis enjoyed so far in the best company, viz Vidur. As we stood there enjoying our lollies, I recalled how much fun the two of you used to have, visiting the station. It is still charming,...

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The Basket of Petals

basket of petals memoirs

When I wrote that title, I thought of The Basket of Flowers, Mi. Remember the book? We took so much delight in reading it. I remember crying in several places throughout the book. I got it as a prize in a singing competition in the 5th standard and enjoyed reading...

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Green chutneys and some nostalgia

coffee with mi, vidya sury

So I ended up buying mammoth bundles of kothamalini (coriander), methi, curry leaves and spring onions and sprouts. Here’s the part you’ll be proud of. Once I got home, after I caught up with the routine stuff, I cleaned the greens. Only when I opened the bundles did I realize...

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Musing, reflecting

musing reflecting

I settled down to work after lunch but felt so drowsy it was crazy. So my mind wandered to the kitchen sink and I instantly followed it, thinking, why not shake up the energy molecules and decimate the washing up. Win-win, no? Then of course, I decided to make tea....

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Friends will be friends

I miss hearing this song, listening to you asking me to please turn down the volume, Mi. And then, that day I fell sick, you put it on the cassette player and turned up the volume, hoping to cheer me up. I miss you. Especially today, when I feel a...

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