Smell of memories
How to smell memories? It does take time…
On looking good!
Lakshmi on an early morning mission to clean up the front yard at the ancestral home! “I dont look good, I’m old!”, She reacted to her first photo on the screen. “Doesn’t matter! I like old people”, I replied. Then a momentary change to shyness over her uncovered chest! Ah, wait…there emerges the confident version …
The Jackfruit plucker
Kanakkarayi, the rustic village man stood in the rain after his Onam duty to bring down a bountiful jackfruit from the yard. On one more photo, the happy man separated the fruit and its fibers, otherwise an arduous process.
Ancestral home
The annual pilgrimage to our ancestral home in Malabar brings back memories of a Kerala 40 years younger! But for how long?