It has been raining almost continuously over the past three days and the phenomenon is expected to continue in the same vein till Thursday. Over a month through the monsoon, the system seems to have steadied up and therefore:-
- there are no more frequent power interruptions. But to say that it has ceased totally would be
a departure from the fact on the ground.
- the telephone line is active and its non-operational phase has also reduced and the net is,
thankfully available.
- the roads are comparatively good and there hasn't been too many potholes, this time. I must
hasten to add that my driving forays have reduced considerably thanks to Lekha's medical
requirements. The Chevy stands at the porch gleaming, after its last wash.
- the temple seems to be choc-a-bloc with devotees thanks to the Ramayana 'maasam' and the
'parikrama' of the four temples. The pouring rain seems to add to the mystifying, soulful
experience.
The four cents of land sandwiched between our house and the neighbour's had been acquired by the Warriath patriarch. Pushpakaran, the farmhand, has converted it into a beautiful vegetable garden along with quite a few banana trees. The piece of land, contiguous to the two major plots of the patriarch - one in front and the other behind my house - had dwarf walls marking its north and south boundary which was quite pleasing to the eye. However, all that has changed overnight, with the patriarch deciding to build a full fledged wall, in place of the dwarfed one, giving it a boxed up look and obscuring a nice, angular view that we had of anything approaching our house from the main road.
Why the old gentleman had decided to get it done is something neither I have been able to fathom nor has my neighbour. Probably, he was wanting to spend some of his moolah - believe me, most of us get into this syndrome once in a while - it's a way of keeping oneself busy!
Tailpiece.
Since we're confined within the house, our Muslim neighbour had sent us a scrumptious lunch on the occasion of Ramzan. Though I was on a strict vegetarian diet on the doctor's orders, I'd decided to circumvent her diktat just for this once and gorged on the exquisite fair!
- there are no more frequent power interruptions. But to say that it has ceased totally would be
a departure from the fact on the ground.
- the telephone line is active and its non-operational phase has also reduced and the net is,
thankfully available.
- the roads are comparatively good and there hasn't been too many potholes, this time. I must
hasten to add that my driving forays have reduced considerably thanks to Lekha's medical
requirements. The Chevy stands at the porch gleaming, after its last wash.
- the temple seems to be choc-a-bloc with devotees thanks to the Ramayana 'maasam' and the
'parikrama' of the four temples. The pouring rain seems to add to the mystifying, soulful
experience.
The four cents of land sandwiched between our house and the neighbour's had been acquired by the Warriath patriarch. Pushpakaran, the farmhand, has converted it into a beautiful vegetable garden along with quite a few banana trees. The piece of land, contiguous to the two major plots of the patriarch - one in front and the other behind my house - had dwarf walls marking its north and south boundary which was quite pleasing to the eye. However, all that has changed overnight, with the patriarch deciding to build a full fledged wall, in place of the dwarfed one, giving it a boxed up look and obscuring a nice, angular view that we had of anything approaching our house from the main road.
Why the old gentleman had decided to get it done is something neither I have been able to fathom nor has my neighbour. Probably, he was wanting to spend some of his moolah - believe me, most of us get into this syndrome once in a while - it's a way of keeping oneself busy!
Tailpiece.
Since we're confined within the house, our Muslim neighbour had sent us a scrumptious lunch on the occasion of Ramzan. Though I was on a strict vegetarian diet on the doctor's orders, I'd decided to circumvent her diktat just for this once and gorged on the exquisite fair!
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