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Sunday Morning

  Baby John woke up as usual at 6 am. It was Sunday, and the day to go to Church. Baby took his shower and quickly gulped down his kattan kaapi, black coffee sweetened with jaggery, wore his trademark starched white bush shirt and his blinding white starched mundu, the white cotton wraparound and put … Continue reading

Corn on the Cob

Walking from St Marks Road towards Cubbon Park, I looked out for a pavement to walk safely on . Sadly, there were hardly any and whatever was there, was narrow, uneven and encroached. That is how I noticed the Cuddapah stone ledge jutting out of a low wall, next to a large Fashion Designer store. … Continue reading