“Just read some book that is interesting, but not too interesting. Shouldn’t make me laugh too much, or make me say.”Oooh! That is interesting right?”, but make me sleepy in 10 minutes.”, said the son. I said I would try. The strange specific request was because it was well past bedtime. The lights were off, … Continue reading “A Whale of a Time”
Soft instrumental music was lilting in the background, and the sun’s watery rays were streaking in through the recently rain-washed window-panes. It was a beautiful week-end morning, and the kitchen was bursting with activity. The children were helping by putting away the dishes as noisily as possible. I was making a mess of things by … Continue reading “Classical Whale Symphony”
I was reading to the son’s classroom. I had planned out two little sections – one from the Tale of Despereaux and the other a true story of a pod of whales saved from the iced in waters of Siberia. The theme linking the two was music. I started, and the little musicians looked thrilled. I … Continue reading “Musings: Whally Mousical”
“What is this? Australian music? I thought we were in Africa! “, said the little fellow peering into the dashboard up by the driver’s seat. “Yes- my young man! We have moved on from the plains of the Masai Mara to the deserts of Australia. Traveling the world during lockdown. Feel adventure in your veins!” … Continue reading “Is Earthly Music Universal?”
A few years ago when the son was in kindergarten, I attended a class room show-and-tell in which their works of art were displayed. Endearing pictures of zebras, horses and assorted flora and fauna painstakingly done, were being showed off brilliantly by the children. When I drew up close to the son’s painting, I paused. … Continue reading “Rainbow 🌈 Conscience”
“Stop being a Jellyfish!” said the husband. “I knew you were going to say that – you are such an open book yourself!” said I. We both giggled like children at our own pathetic joke. T’was the time for hulking men with or without mustaches and serious women to quack like ducks, twirl like fairies, … Continue reading “The Magic of Story-Telling”
Every block of stone has a statue inside it and it is the task of the sculptor to discover it. “Michelangelo Quotes on BrainyQuote” As we walked past the thousands of statues displayed in the Roman corridors and roadsides, it is astounding and humbling to see the thousands of hours of creative labor that survives. … Continue reading “Existential Angst or Gelato?”
The mother has been reading The Ramayana. She is especially fond of the Sundarakandam. For a few months, any good is attributed to the Sundarakandam readings. Anything bad is soothed away with the assurance that her Sundarakandam chantings will make it better. It takes her several weeks to make it through a complete reading. The … Continue reading “The Epic of Whalayana”
“Ohhhwwwnn! What do you want us to get you from the labally?”, the son’s voice wafts upstairs to his teenage sister. She cannot make it to the library and her little brother feels bad for her, like she has been denied candy on Halloween. “Anything on Mermaids dobucles! From the Teen section.” The son and … Continue reading “Mermish Dreamish”
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