Masterpieces on the road

The pongal morning finds our village streets with colourful rangoli kolams, i walked our street and had taken a few snaps.

It is a sharing event, the kids, mom, grannies and aunts all take up , to bring on a colour to the designs.

Money laundering with a detergent

I have always felt jealous of the way our beauty women managed to do multi-tasking and all of them well,while i had to shut one doing, to do another
and not too well too.

with the present crisis, it is more apparent now, one at a time, god how did things ever happen on time earlier.

No wonder the boss always had them as secretaries.

The manual laundering of wetting, soaping, crumpling, brushing and rinsing were all done , for my small bundle of clothes, with little wacking.

There was a small bulge at the area of the pocket when i was just getting the shirts on the hanger to dry, shifting i found a few rupee bills all wet and unnoticed till now, but clean new,and wet.

Well i was never one to use the wallet, scared  some one will flick it away, or i may get stranded,  if i lost it all in one place , or worse i remembered , "do not put all your eggs in one basket".

So there they were drying under the breeze of the ceiling fan, to have the words come on .

A measure full of onions from the heart - for a price

The early morning slanting rays of the sun, was just trying to get to her serene face at the vegetable market, the lady selling onions was an elderly  person with a pyramid of small onions for sales.

I had just crossed her and looking at the onions , it seemed a rapport was built in a second and was pulled to purchase them .

Like all purchases it was made in a matter of  a few minutes with the lady making enquiries of home ,and adding more onions as a gift from her palms, after some ooing and aaahhhing i left to make a few words and share the feelings of the onions, the buyer and seller to all.

A washing with whiteness for the season

The white washers were two women of the neighbourhood  and they were came in with a  balancing hook to white wash our home.

A preliminary sack of white lime was got with the sticking fevicol and royal blue to add a blue ting.


  A few buckets of water to mix , the women went to work with our utility man Palaniswami, whom i had written about some time back, a man of all seasons, to help them .

Up they went on to the rungs of the ladder and , it was so nice to see the whitening come on to the dirty walls, as they broomed it with the liquid lime .

Chewing the pan in between to keep them active, the women gossiped and by evening the simple home was made pious and pure of its walls.

Internal Medicine - tickling oneself to health

There had been a lot of thoughts about internal medicine, from a study of all ailments other than the dermatology, to some medical formulations for the internal use only, and some other puzzling diseases.

Now with an understanding of fasting and other alternative systems , one gets to feel the body has a capacity to produce its own set of medical formulations to set itself to health, with some easy triggering methods.

Strange, such a lovely term, bringing on a thought wave to health care.

masalaed beans curry for the margali winter

Sitting lazily,gossiping and peeling the beans of the season can be a wonderful time of togetherness, for those who do not have the betel pan chewing habit of romancing.

This is the season of this variety of beans, that floods the market, and each home has its own way of preparing them .

We had them peeled and soaked over night to decap them, the next morning

We had the spicy gravy type of the curry made,with all the masala powders blended together, and made in the traditional pot,it goes great with rice,with no left overs for the evening or the next day .

Would Moody elevators take one to ground floor depressions

In the villages one would always find cases of poisoning, or  self immolation, many run practices to save the patients to survive another episode.

These days of caution and less chances of that type of suicide, the multi-pill swallowing jumping from high places, or hanging has become commoner.

With the depressions coming on early it looks like the medicines them selves could bring on the nature of suicidal thoughts.

Who would have the time to get over the depressions with group discussions, music,dance and more methods.

The world is getting to be more depressive these days,for some.

May the ones who are experienced with this share their thoughts.