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  • Where is my Mama

    a Journey to Bombay. Southland Coastal Road I must have been eight years old, it was our first long bus ride all of 24hours, from Udupi to Bombay. My mother, brother, our neighbor Mrs. Kiriti and her two daughters Jayanthi and Jayashree. it was six of us. Our mother of course had cooked and carried…

  • Toy Fads From My Childhood Days

    Toys It is really interesting there were no must have toys. Of course the blond walkie-talkie doll that my father sent from England was treasure. But we played with available stuff. When our mothers went to buy steel utensils, the shop owner at times gave us miniature ones. broken crockery, scraps of dress materials all…

  • My Favorite Summer Drink

    Time for a cool drink Summer in my childhood meant variety of coolers as drinks, starting with Panaka, tandai, cashew extract, raagi milk, rose milk. But my favourite has been the Mung bean drink. About a table spoon of mung bean is ground with a pod of cardmom and a table spoon of jaggary adding…

  • Rail-Tambige

      The British  gave India its railway. The travelling Indian lugged the rail-tambige, or the water carrier. It was made of brass, with a tumbler within. While leaving home most people carried their water. At various stations, relatives came to catch up with travelers with food for the rest of the journey and of course…

  • growing up with friends

    Udupi was a small sleepy temple town. We lived in a joint family. So my cousin Ahalya was and is not only my sister but also best friend. It was strange that we had issues with our mother’s because of each other but between us it was not. She was of course all of a year and…

  • the doll

    I wish I had never thrown my doll Malini away. I was just 5yrs. Old when papa went to UK for his FRCS. For me it was like Papa was going to Alladin’s cave. My brother and I were left in the care of my maternal grandparents by mom, who was recuperating from typhoid. She…