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The Indian Speaks(6)

A is in Europe!!!!! 😀 Well, when I spoke to him this morning he was in Brussels and then was flying to Strasbourg where he is going to live from now on. So, this is A’s first time ever in Europe and so far he’s done really well. At Brussels, he was at the airport and didn’t have the time or the opportunity to go out much. I asked him to name 5 things that stood out to him as being ‘different’ once you step out of India! And here’s his list. Continue reading “The Indian Speaks(6)”

If We Were Strolling Together

If we were Strolling Together (15)

Can’t believe we’ve been doing this for almost 2 years now. I don’t quite remember when my blogging anniversary would be, but it does feel like almost two years since I started writing here. And that would mean that you guys have been a part of my journey for 2 years too!!!!! Thank you so much for stopping by, reading and commenting on my various posts.  Continue reading “If we were Strolling Together (15)”

An ode to Kumbakonam

A Pilgrimage to Sabarimala (3)

Hello again! This is a post featuring my mother as she talks about the pilgrimage to Sabarimala. This is a continuation from my previous post, so if you haven’t had the opportunity to read it, I suggest you first read those two and come back here for more. After having described the events leading to the start of the pilgrimage, my mother now talks about the journey itself. Continue reading “A Pilgrimage to Sabarimala (3)”

An ode to Kumbakonam

A Pilgrimage to Sabarimala (1)

On one of our visits to the Kumbeswara Temple (the famous temple after which Kumbakonam is named), I saw a few men, dressed typically in black, shouting “Swamiye Aiyyappo, Aiyyappo Swamiye” in unison. They were huddled up together on the floor and one elderly man was tying some things in a cotton cloth bag. I hadn’t seen this before but at once, I knew what was going on. I had heard several times from my mother the descriptions of what I was seeing. These were devotees of the Hindu God Aiyyappan and were going to Sabarimala (a mountain in Kerala, on top of which is the most famous and significant Aiyyappan temple in the country). My mother’s father was a devout follower of Aiyyappan and has undertaken this journey to Sabarimala for 40 continuous years while he lived. Her brothers have also been on this journey many times.  So instead of asking Google about it, I decided to ask my mother to narrate all she knows. Today, I feature her on the blog as she narrates a custom she holds very close to her heart and has seen from close quarters over the first three decades of her life. Here is what she has to say… Continue reading “A Pilgrimage to Sabarimala (1)”

An ode to Kumbakonam

Kumbakonam Degree Coffee

Kumbakonam is known for three things, my father has frequently said to me and others in the past couple of weeks. The three things on his list are – Degree Filter Coffee (the topic of today’s post), Betel leaves (I’ll probably share an anecdote about my grandfather chewing on these in another post) and Temples (I’ve got a lot to show and share!). Interestingly, one of the news articles in the Times of India today reads “India’s ‘first coffee’ brews GI tag” as its headline. And that was the prompt I needed. Continue reading “Kumbakonam Degree Coffee”