I’m in another farrell flurry
In hospital (more later) and just realised Kaveri’s birthday is tomorrow and not two days later as she told me.
So I’m getting the team activated from my angio bed.
I need to fill you in more
One of the summer camp activities was shopping for clothes for the birthday princess
No the rich Firangi didn’t buy them all
More food on the top floor and we were a magnet for attraction.
I don’t know why.
Eating a lot
But still not enoughD
She’s too thin and her grandmother worries.
We’ve already established a few goody rituals. Stopping for Pani Puri or rice bhath on the street or an ice cream at our usual cafe or as today the whole lot plus roti, dhal and fruit salad back at my house.
She will often ask for a parcel (take out) of what’s leftover her her teenage auntie back at her grandmothers.
A generous foreigner is too good an opportunity to miss and it is summer camp.
She isn’t greedy but is keen to share her good fortune.
She lives in Hinkal on the other side of Mysore but I get to see her some weekends and during the school summer holiday, when she visits her grandmother, who lives opposite our house.
We’re in the midst of school holidays so she’s here everyday for a few weeks and I’ve introduced ta – ra ta -ra….
We’ve already had walking Lucie, cycling single and tandem, many trips to the cafe, the infamous holiday, games on and off screen, trips to various institutions namely the vets and dentist, outings in the Ambassador, storytelling, shopping for birthday present clothes more and more….
There’s a serious reason for all this related to MAnjula.
meet Kaveri
over the next few weeks I’ll post an evolving introduction to one of our new friends.
I can hear her now. Her bossy tone wafting over — from her grandmother’s home — on the other side of the park outside our house .
She’s already featured on a few entries on meandmycycle, most notably this month when she joined the ‘Manjula’s Mysore” outing to Kerala. Check here
We began making connections some time ago
So come and say hello to Kaveri…
Rebel Number One, ….an earlier posting saw Kaveri :
⁃ stuffing herself (under her grandmother’s encouragement we’re trying to feed her up, she is very skinny),
⁃ completing her “How to draw almost Everything for Kids’ sourcebook
⁃ playing in the park
and of course she was part of the Madness in Kerala
So why am I introducing you to Kaveri? …. bear with me, you’ll see.
We have a pomegranate thief.
Just as they ripen on the branch someone comes and steals them.
We don’t believe anyone is taking them from our side of the wall or that it’s anyone that works here or relatives of the owner that live on the roof.
No strangers have entered our property. We do have CCTV.
They are however easily reachable from the neighbours path.
It’s a recurring theme. People help themselves to flowers from the public parks. We’ve challenged people with their discreet plastic bags filling them not least from Manjula’s memorial garden.
This morning, Sowbhaghya came across one of the workers in the park who accosted a little girl who was collecting flowers for Pooja. she shouldn’t.
A lesson for Kaveri to learn.
Cause to be determined
Me and MYCycle 