But who is he?
and what’s it all about?
Wishing you
.. a merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

And us ….
But who is he?
and what’s it all about?
Wishing you
.. a merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

And us ….
We are so fortunate to be able to share our home with wonderful people
Homestay and BnB means such different things to different people. Ours is a shared home and not a commercial set up — plus of course we have mycycle tours — the second city cycle tours to be set up in India.
We continue to provide insights and adventures from all sorts of perspectives initially from a beautiful wife, Manjula plus a pale, stale firangi (me). We now also have Kaveri, age 11 who has plenty to say, Sowbaghya who’s helped hold me and the place together for over five years, Billet-Doux (aka sweet letter) our cat sent by Manjula and the two barky monsters (following on from the other irreplaceable — Lucie): Luca and Gingee.
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It’s a real place and that’s partly why people come again and again. Since 2011 we’ve had thousands of guests from around the world.
Just this last week we’ve had guests from India, Australia, Germany, Netherlands and U.K.
Richard, (with Rhonda) from Australia, first came over twelve years ago



and shared photos from his meeting with MAnjula —- our sunshine.












who’d have thought it?
It’s been wonderful living, with my gorgeous wife and after her spirit moved on we’ve continued to share …
So what’s next?
For sale now …

Created by friends at CAVA art college and used in our local park. Now available to pick up from mysore bed and breakfast in Siddarthanagar.
Offers?

Small prints, from around the world, used to promote children’s theatre. Approximately eight inches. 45O Rs each.
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Ganjafi paintings 1200 Rs each going fast.


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Here’s a flavour of what might come available over the next few weeks.


Paintings




Clocks

We’ll post specific items via our web sites, deklutter and Facebook sites over the next few weeks.





Send enquiries to sfindia@gmail.com
Friends have already taken furniture, pictures, cycles, atmosphere, memories, insights, smiles, sad and happiness.



… it’s me and mine, layered with our stories.
houses in and around Siddartha layout often have a large square in their lounge. It’s framed (5’ x 5’) as if for a giant picture and built into the wall. On or rather in it there’s a series of shelves.
Like this …

The photograph is of the one in our upstairs hall (aka living room).
It usually has two glass sliding doors.
It did have ….
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One day a glass door fell out and onto MAnjula
There was a squeal from Manjula as she was almost pinned to the floor, desperately calling for my help. I rushed to her rescue. .
Her hero. 🤔
I lifted the two glass doors out and put them in storage. That was a scare. They are heavy and she was tiny.
The photograph below, shows the bottom third of that very shelving. 🤔
It has a lot of clutter and that’s not at all unusual in our house.
That’s … My fault.
Many of our guests regularly return, wanting to discover what’s new.
So .. what’s there…?

The item in the very centre is a stone carved statue of Lucie our wonderful dog.

With us for 15 years, she died in January this year. Carved by Mailis a French woman who stayed with us for quite some weeks. Another record!

Mailis attended stone carving lessons at the most famous Stone Carvers in Mysore. The head of the family had carved the God for the New temple in Ayodya. So it’s very famous .

It was a beautiful thought and very appropriate as Mailis from France became a good friend of Lucie and took Lucie to the veterinarian on her last day, while I was attending Kaliyuvamane school to watch Kaveri perform at an event.
I went to the veterinarians as soon as the performance was over.
It was time for us to say goodbye to Lucie as she was suffering. We buried her in a field created for pet dog burials, did puja, buried a plant, said our tearful farewells and will regularly return to help her spirit on its way.
I cleared the shelf to be able to place Lucy‘s statue in prime position.
I shifted all the characters that lived on the shelf and extra ones into the far right corner so starting from the right you’ll see a pottery version made by a tribal Potter from Tamil Nadu, an unusual representation of Hanuman. (He was the leader of Ram’s army that rescued Sita).
In my mind they resembled a crowd looking at the new statue. It was orderly but now as time goes on they’re pushing and shoving, breaking out of the corner and straining to get a better view.
To the left of Hanuman is a teddy bear — gift from my granddaughter poppy in London to Kaveri who we support, help sponsor and protect as she comes from a family very similar to Manjulas. That’s partly why we chose to help her.
To the right of Hanuman is an embroidered stitched star Next down is a plastic (!) flower
Next a silver glass. (In India the default name for a small drinking vessel regardless of what it’s made of .. is ‘glass’ ). This one, in silver, was a last Christmas present from Manjula. It’s a very precious present and acknowledges our marriage.
So that’s very very significant as most things are in this house — with a story to accompany them. .
As we move further left along the shelf we meet Goofy and next is a minion dressed as a guard that you see outside Buckingham Palace.
Gifts from crazy guests.
Next is a carved rosewood dog’s head gifted from one of the best wood Inlay workshops in Mysore.
Behind is a painting inspired by a traditional Ganjifa. It’s a family grouping of Siva his wife and his son Ganesh and in front of them is another famous guy — Donald Duck. Next to a stone carved image of a flower created by Kaveri with the help of our new friend

Pravalika ..
Little cup in front of it which is a featuring the Eiffel Tower and bicycles was a gift from a French couple who visited not long after manjula died heard our story and brought this gift but up to the left of it
Immediately behind Lucy with a little bit of her ear missing exactly as true to life is a plate with a series of photographs built into it of Manjula and I.,
moving back to the bottom of the shelf is an nifty little holder of photographs on the 1960s which holds two photographs of Manjula and it’s something I sometimes carry with me on my travels.
immediately behind is a lovely rosewood representation of an Ashoka column which has now become a key symbol of India, found on our rupee notes
From the top, there’s four lions, down beneath their claws are representations of different animals reflecting important human characteristics and all on an upturned lotus flower (which many friends associated with Manjula.)
Next picture. We got quite a few of these around the house.
It’s a watercolour from two brothers who visited from Chennai at the famous art market in Bangalore. In front is another (brass) image of Siva‘s family together with his two sons, his wife, his vehicle and his son Ganesh‘s vehicle, which is a rat or somesay it’s a mouse—whatever. Either side of them are representations the Sun — the Earth and then moon. To the left is a 1950s public phone a payphone from the USA. Since age 18 I collected telephones there’s a handful left squirrelled away in the house.
Plus there’s medals for Kaveri from her skating, even more images of Manjula a dragonfly reminding me of a messenger she once sent — bunting made out of Manjula‘s clothing Manjula‘s beautiful face preparing for our wedding celebration just got into all the stories that relate to the individual items of boredom. I’m sure that’s what the house is like.
This was our home together. It was the most special time in my life, obviously this equally special but this was very special because it’s the time but two people came together to work and fell in love. I never imagined that I would like to work with a lover But in fact it worked exceptionally well and that was down to her her ability to be flexible responsive sensitive above all you really showed me —the significance of — being attentive and present to help make relationship to work well.
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That’s all left me a little breathless. There’s an important reason to share with you, details of our accumulated ‘clutter.’
Please watch this space.
I’ve always had a soft spot for Ashoka who was an innovative Emperor in India over two thousand years ago.
He was the emperor who converted to Buddhism after regretting his army killing thousands in the battle to take over what is now part of the state of Odisha.
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This week, I’m helping Kaveri with her revision and learning about the Dharma Mahamatras, appointed by the emperor to do good.

I like that
I’m feeling the connections
🤭
Look
We’ve even got our own copy of an Ashoka column, in the house. It was one of the ways he promoted good amongst his people.

So maybe I’m a reincarnated Dharma Mahamatras?
I quite fancy that.
Look at the evidence: social and community work, experimenting with participative democracy in England, radical work with disabled people, ‘Seeing is Believing’ events in India to establish community/business partnerships, facilitating the development of hundreds of community projects and groups, in the name of MAnjula helping young and old people and gifting almost 50 bicycles. I even helped design and deliver — for an Indian company — European-wide workshops on interpreting their ethical policies into appropriate daily business behaviour.
Ok ok, that’s enough of the trumpet blaring. It’s important to say we should be facilitators in helping each other.
Farrell factoid footnote.
What’s the difference between illness and wellness?
I and we, admittedly a joke but with a serious message. We should connect and cooperate to be kind to each other. As sapiens we’ve taken a wrong turning.
I’ve always looked for the ‘we’.
This is so obvious to me.
A top priority is ..
.. Kaveri and helping her develop and grow. When you meet her ask what BK is.
I wasn’t feeling well this week and so Kaveri wrote me a note

How kind and thoughtful is that?
… and then I stumbled across this study which reaffirmed what we know —- how relationships are critical to a happy sustainable, satisfying life.
Here’s my girls …
My Indian wife and daughter.

Farrell Factoid Footnote
Kaveri isn’t actually my daughter but it’s as if I’ve ‘adopted’ her and support her on behalf of my beautiful caring compassionate wife
and this is what it thinks.
More of our links can be found in this posting and at the bottom.

That’s ‘showcasing Indian hospitality’
and here she is …



Here’s that party for forty young women.

Celebrating MAnjula
More videos including a wonderful one of MAnjula cooking.
all our guests become friends but…
… Ina was very special, having visited us annually for ten years

It’s August and at this time, we’re used to Ina’s Scottish accent — quite how she had such a strong accent after living almost seventy years in Australia, we don’t know — sing songing through the house.

Manjula and Ina became great buddies.
Hanging out together and going on day trips

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Her first trip here was to visit the Tibetan Buddhist Monk Dorjee

at the settlement .. Bylakuppe, who she’d sponsored as a child but never met before.
Last year we had another outing to our own slice of Tibet, with our very own guide.
She so treasured our times together, especially the year MAnjula and I were married and the celebration of her last birthday that year, in August 2018



Sadly her spirit left her body in 2024 shortly after her last visit.









We fondly remember her kindness, her indomitable spirit

when she took over Manjula’s Mysore and let her presence touch everyone she met and now lingers on in her/our home.

We miss her dearly, and now she joins the motley bunch of my MAnjula and Lucie who we will remember every year through our puja to help their spirits in their way, until we all meet again.
We managed to fit in homework of Maths and Hindi (I was delegated to doing some illustration), skating, shopping for Rakhi

and a new comb (my morning duties include hair combing, so the comb has suffered), supper and we fitted in a the angry birds movie. Lots.






I think I spotted real blissful looks from Kav at some sloppy bits.
Night time story this week has been.




Incredible insights into slavery, disability and a woman pharoah. The last, nicely timed to follow a discussion on the pyramids.
In August Manjula would have been 52.
We have traditions in the U.K. to commemorate and recognise significant people’s contribution by installing a blue plaque on the house where they lived
Like this one ….

So we just had to get one for MAnjula

MAnjula remains in our home in Mysore in so many ways, this seemed like a fitting tribute to our precious …







We love and miss you MAnjula. You’re here in our hearts and guide us in everything we do.
Manjula was our sunshine and a …

We’ll do more to remember her on her happy birthday.