Report of 13 Oct 2019
Good afternoon!
There is a nice breeze blowing, the sea is a crisp blue, there is a giant cottony cloud in the sky and a husband is asleep on the sofa opposite.
We had a short week this week. Navarathri was celebrated over 9 days and Monday and Tuesday were holidays. A bucket list item was seeing the Dasara parade in Mysore - this year on Tuesday - so off we went. My cousin, Dilip, said he had a house on the parade route and his sister, Latha, took us there. The celebrations were great - such a festive air in the entire place, noisemakers and well-dressed revellers aplenty, reasonably-priced food with no one gouging, roadside vendors of tea which Scott drank with glee, a fellow customer approving our purchase of butter biscuits. All of it was nice. Then the parade - elephants, children, floats, dancers and finally the elephant with the statue of the goddess, Chamundeshwari. After the parade, we walked through the city and caught the "Fly Bus" to Bangalore airport from where we flew home.
No Kovalam this week due to the festival. Scott and I went to Adaikalam on Thursday, and then to the "Mad Pride" parade on the beach. 10 October was World Mental Health Day, and the Banyan and other organisations wished to celebrate removal of the stigma around mental illness and urge inclusivity. It was nice. I saw some beloved patients in the parade and though it was very hot, the drummers did get us to dance. No day is wasted where one dances.
China's president, Xi Jinping, was in town on Friday and Saturday, to meet informally with our prime minister, Narendra Modi. They met at a tourist town - Mahabalipuram - south of us and then at Kovalam; all roads were blocked during the times of the motorcade's travel. Scott's college was closed on Friday due to this excitement and we stayed put inside the house. It was quite relaxing. Yesterday, after we noticed traffic on the Muttukadu bridge - signalling that the VIP's had left - and saw helicopters taking off likely with Modi on board (Xi used cars), we felt it okay to head out and so, we did. We ate dinner at a nearby restaurant, caught the market at Kalakshetra, and bought groceries.
We got to talk with both boys this weekend and that was nice. Lots of chatter. I can't always decipher their accents or their topics of conversation and at first thought it was my hearing; it is not completely. I did mention it to them, that I sometimes sit at a conversation with no comprehension of it and we are adjusting.
We saw "Joker." Yeesh, I was unimpressed. My nephew, Sudhir, was mortified to hear this and provided extensive analyses of why he liked it. That is fine. To each their own.
I talked to my father last week and he was well. We will, Insha Allah, have our chat today, too.
Unw -
R
There is a nice breeze blowing, the sea is a crisp blue, there is a giant cottony cloud in the sky and a husband is asleep on the sofa opposite.
We had a short week this week. Navarathri was celebrated over 9 days and Monday and Tuesday were holidays. A bucket list item was seeing the Dasara parade in Mysore - this year on Tuesday - so off we went. My cousin, Dilip, said he had a house on the parade route and his sister, Latha, took us there. The celebrations were great - such a festive air in the entire place, noisemakers and well-dressed revellers aplenty, reasonably-priced food with no one gouging, roadside vendors of tea which Scott drank with glee, a fellow customer approving our purchase of butter biscuits. All of it was nice. Then the parade - elephants, children, floats, dancers and finally the elephant with the statue of the goddess, Chamundeshwari. After the parade, we walked through the city and caught the "Fly Bus" to Bangalore airport from where we flew home.
No Kovalam this week due to the festival. Scott and I went to Adaikalam on Thursday, and then to the "Mad Pride" parade on the beach. 10 October was World Mental Health Day, and the Banyan and other organisations wished to celebrate removal of the stigma around mental illness and urge inclusivity. It was nice. I saw some beloved patients in the parade and though it was very hot, the drummers did get us to dance. No day is wasted where one dances.
China's president, Xi Jinping, was in town on Friday and Saturday, to meet informally with our prime minister, Narendra Modi. They met at a tourist town - Mahabalipuram - south of us and then at Kovalam; all roads were blocked during the times of the motorcade's travel. Scott's college was closed on Friday due to this excitement and we stayed put inside the house. It was quite relaxing. Yesterday, after we noticed traffic on the Muttukadu bridge - signalling that the VIP's had left - and saw helicopters taking off likely with Modi on board (Xi used cars), we felt it okay to head out and so, we did. We ate dinner at a nearby restaurant, caught the market at Kalakshetra, and bought groceries.
We got to talk with both boys this weekend and that was nice. Lots of chatter. I can't always decipher their accents or their topics of conversation and at first thought it was my hearing; it is not completely. I did mention it to them, that I sometimes sit at a conversation with no comprehension of it and we are adjusting.
We saw "Joker." Yeesh, I was unimpressed. My nephew, Sudhir, was mortified to hear this and provided extensive analyses of why he liked it. That is fine. To each their own.
I talked to my father last week and he was well. We will, Insha Allah, have our chat today, too.
Unw -
R
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