@ Raj Nivas (Day 7).

Got up @ 5, sent all the messages, lit up the puja room lamp, switched on the hymns on the television and opened up the house for the day. The nip out here, in the mornings, is a bit unmanageable!

Had our morning cuppa tea at the dining room, as is our custom out here. Recited my prayers as usual.

The washed clothes were put up for drying in the rear verandah itself because of the slow, continuous drizzle.

The caretaker had plucked tender coconuts from the tree beside the gate! The water, however, did not have any taste!

Saw the serial, "Snehakkoottu". Siesta.

A quiet evening.

Sent my greetings on Yuletide to my ''captive" audience.