Somehow this morning lapsed into this idyllic Chennai morning (at least the Chennai of my childhood)–the smell of camphor, woodfire and rasam all at the same time. It was a morning that started so early that by 9am, we all felt like it was time for lunch and a midday nap. By the time we were done cleaning and eating prasad all of us curled up with various reading materials and tried desperately to stay awake. For the most part we succeeded.
Every now and then I’m struck by events that are so mundane and significant at the same time. Today’s events will repeat themselves every year for as long as I live, yet it will always make me think about what life would be like if I didn’t have to mark it’s passing. And even though I know better than to ask this question, it always leaves me wondering why things are the way they are.
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