BLOGGING TO SOOTHE THE NERVES.

After Jan 3 today is the hair cut day. Satish - striking his brush with soap on my chin and cheek - is using too much time - he is talking with customers, his friends. The talks relate to the neighbourhood people. The mass marriage function conducted at the nearby village. Let me enjoy the strokes, nibbling scissors, the dye chore. This time I had been to the nearby shop. The OD entries in between these two haircuts are about the readings I had. I have not mentioned any thing about the family happenings. Time to do so. Let me begin by saying that I have changed my hair style. It is simply combing the hair backwards. I need not spend much time and I don't need a mirror. This hair style I copied from my cousin who had come to visit us last week from Mumbai. Jani and myself had been to Bangalore on 1st Feb to attend a marriage function. Daughter had come during Republic day and we had been to Belgaum - a car ride - all five of us to attend to a last rites function of Sri H.K.Iyer. No...

At the barber shop today, (for a change Monday is the hair cut this time) remembered the Tamil film song: " Pesukirein .. Pesukirein .." There is a line in the lyric which says: "waves are flowing without a pause.....it is mind" What were the waves? Daughter was with us during the Diwali holidays.(25Th to 29Th October). On the first day we and ours 'two' went for a shopping spree around Broadway and koppikar road. Daughter went to an ATM counter. She called her mum and dad inside the ATM room, to watch her withdrawing her salary. She proudly withdrew Rs.10,000/-. She with a stylish gait gave the money to us. Her POP (me) put it proudly inside the breast pocket. Her mom ( jani ) told us that I am keeping it near my heart! We had a family photo snapped at Mundargi . Daughter very proudly shopped with us.....jeans pants for me and my son.... Saree for her mother....happy she is....! Friendship had brought with her a book from her company library. The book ...