We celebrate Manjula and our coming together
Month: March 2021
Lucie’s Liver 1
On top of losing Manjula, the house being really quiet for a whole year so missing the hustle and bustle of our lively home, Lucie has not been well.
Her Liver is swollen maybe due to a growth but her doc Bhaghya thinks it’s not cancerous as there’s no indication of it spreading.
So we plan another visit to Bangalore to a more sophisticated scanner and possibly an operation.
Fingers and claws are crossed.
Slowly step by step
Tuesday 2nd March the day after our immovable object wedding at the City Corporation.
Visiting the sites of our commemoration held on the fifth
So what’s the plan?
Who is this idiot? Talking about chapters? Drafts, my man, you’ve nearly completed the second draft, with many more to come.
He needs to get a grip.
We’re bonding. Lucie has chosen to lie on my feet immediately underneath the writer’s work station. She’s having liver and consequent digestion issues. Today’s medicine and food might have given her some relief and so I’m in the good books.
Unbeeeeelievable
An Opportunity to spend time with the mostly beautiful Maya and improve your painting.
I wish I was more than a beginner because then I’d join the class.
I’m the one on the left the wonderful artist and teacher is on the right.
I wonder if she’d let me join a children’s class? They’re probably better than me.
Or perhaps go for the dinner?
If you are an artist, check out this fantastic opportunity, it’s crazy to miss it.
I like
“A pair of silver anklets poured out. He lifted them against the cheek of the evening sky and he shook them to unspool their rhythmic zhan-zhan-zhan. ‘Take them with you,’ was all she said. Years later he realised what she had really given him. The sound of her feet. The preface to her movements.
As I’m now officially a writer. Ha ha. Well I have pen and a blank sheet of paper.
I spend time reading with two perspectives: firstly as the reader, I always was, appreciating the journey I’m being taken on and secondly realising more about how the writer has created and revealed their story.
I quote another book to help reveal why I like the one above.
“This feeling resonated in me. It was the resonance that had lingered on, exactly as it does when the last page is turned of a book which reaches the heart.”
I want Manjula and my story to reach the heart as it did for me.
It’s three years today….
Manjula and I had our first wedding, the official one in the government office where they exchange contracts on immovable objects. We are undoubtedly immovable objects.
I was age 60 before I got married so there was a big build up and it took some time to move in that direction.
three days later we celebrated and married again in a field
Me and MYCycle 