Behold beauty in so many ways.

The latest wonderful creation has arrived from Aadirika aka —Mostly beautiful Maya— (check Instagram) has now created three fab memory portraits of MAnjula

Our first
Second

All to be found at Manjula’s Mysore.

Out third

Thank you Aadirika, for your intimate understanding of what MAnjula meant to me and representing our wonderful life here in Mysore.

Who can you spot in this latest portrait?

Manjula (obviously), Lucie our first dog of the family of over 15 years, Kaveri, walking Luca — our latest addition and in the tree. —- Billet-Doux my sweet (love) letter sent by Manjula, a few years ago. Plus the dragonfly and old man with his head in the clouds.

Did you find them ?

What do you get …

when you add all this together?

A cycle ride from the new house, to one of my fave places.

I’m at …

“Paschimavahini, located near Srirangapatna in Karnataka, is a sacred stretch of the Kaveri River where the water flows westward. It is a major pilgrimage site, particularly for the Hindu ritual of Asthi Visarjan (immersion of ashes) to help departed souls attain moksha, as well as a popular spot for holy dips. “

(with Help from my AI buddy)

One of the places featured on my Srirangapatnam cycle tour. It just took one hour.

Now I’m with my great friend Satish in the village of Ganjam on the island.

This meeting together with one with Florian

two night ago has helped me make another ….

BIG decision.

This is turning over a new leaf … more active, less overthinking, focus on what matters, sorting out my residency in Mysore.

more later ..

Sharing our new home.

We haven’t quite finished moving yet as there’s much moving to do within the house itself.

The moving that’s necessary is distributing things within the house, emptying the garage, getting rid of more excess (selling art and whatever remains being hung) and I suppose generally diminishing the chaos.

Here’s photographs of the main rooms and guest bedrooms.

Guest bedrooms (en suite)

First guests have been and given it the thumbs up.

Library and study

Photos to come later

Sit out and garden, Out front. Tibetan flags

Terrace (what could go here?) on the first floor

Halls (aka lounge or living rooms), there’s two and a dining area

It will, of course, continue to be sharing our home….. with other species too…

So what next?

We’re about to move into a new house.

It’s been a challenge at times with over ten years grieving after Manjula’s diagnosis.

But first MAnjula and our team has continued to do good

Welcoming guests to our home, helping them to love India in their own sweet way

Supporting young people through …

Sponsoring Kaveri and Naveen’s education

Creating innovative events with NGOs and schools within our community for nearly 200 young people

Gifting bicycles, almost 50 since we got engaged

Regular reflective space meetings at mysore BnB for individuals and groups of young people

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So what next?

We’re moving house and will relaunch (rooms will continue to be available later in the year). Do check http://www.manjulasmysore.in

We’ve committed to supporting Naveen through college and will offer work at the BnB

Our immediate priority will be to sell the art ( ( MAnjula was right, I collected too much) and the money will go towards our next goals in supporting young people (and maybe some more elders.)

Watch this space ..

First move.

Into the new house.

Shifting Manjula’s library to our new house. The team were fab.

Manjula loved the joke

After acknowledging a job well done —— we realised the light switch was trapped behind the shelves.

The gods are nevertheless happy

Celebrating later at home.

Factoid

We opened Manjula’s library after her spirit left for its search.

She’d joked that my constantly bringing books home would lead to her setting up the house as a library when I stop guiding tours at age 75.

So as we never reached there together I set it up in her memory

And now it’s the first bit to establish itself at the new house.

Sharing

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.

What makes a good life? Lessons from the longest study on happiness (Robert Waldinger | TEDxBeaconStreet)

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

Moving on too

This is a big emotional and practical step.

We’ve found one option that we could make work here. Do take a look.

This is an invite for our friends far and wide to get involved. Guests from the past and those that might join us in our new form.

What do you think?

A lovely French family that recently visited emphasised the proximity to the centre, quiet area, great decor and good communal space. Got it!

We need storage space including for cycles and car. Some of the current accumulation will have to go.

Now there’s a challenge.

But of course with any momentous change we need to do our research.

Here’s another option for us to consider …

Anjali found it for us. Its advantage is it’s independent, with a garage, and its rooms are a bit small — We can make it work though.

Sowbaghya and I are leading the team of investigators (that includes you) — of course, I draw MAnjula in as it’s for her too.

Let us have your suggestions and know what you think.

Moving on

Bedtime reading

Three years ago, one of Kaveri and my favourites was Big Panda and Tiny Dragon

Norbury’s latest book reveals how journeys might be forced on us. We can’t ignore it, we have to adapt and it’s ultimately a positive development.

BUT that depends upon our perspective and how we handle it.

Same with us.

After sixteen years …

I’ve been given notice by the landlord that he wants the house back for a family member.

That’s a big practical undertaking and will be a massive emotional challenge — as I’ll be leaving the home that MAnjula created, shared with thousands around the world and lived in together for nine wonderful years.

Today, SB and I visited a possible alternative.

I hesitate as it isn’t an independent house, however we could potentially have two together on one floor.

That would be four bedrooms, two halls, two kitchen, four toilets/bathrooms, a balcony, and a dining space.

Where could we put the library?

With a view over the rooftops

and the adjoining park.

The other worry I have is the potential neighbours.

The owner seems to be a friendly open and helpful guy.

I expect he’ll be concerned about our different guests coming and going and having to deal with the unknown foreigner.

Pets might be an added problem. We have a cat billet-doux and I may want another dog.

I hope, he realises that our approach to rearing and managing a dog is very different, it’s kind and gentle. With Lucie she had a great temperament. That’s partly down to how we managed her. That’s not always the case here.

After a first glance I think we could make it work.

Im attracted to being part of a mini community.

.As MAnjula would say, let’s see.

Perfect Storm

Well I’m feeling it at the moment.

It’s one thing after another.

Registering with the Foreigners Registration Office is always unpredictable and stressful.

It’s extra this time as I’m not knowing where

my next visa will come from

Owner wants his house back, after sixteen years, it’s the house I’ve lived in for the longest, in my whole life.

It’s where MAnjula created our home, introduced it to the world as Mysore Bed and Breakfast and where she lit up my life like a smiling sunbeam for nine years. It’s where we sited a blue plaque (as a famous person lived here), her library and entertained thousands of people.

A museum even jokingly claimed it as their annex because it’s a living breathing art gallery from around India.

Pictures, sculptures, paintings, carvings, posters, books, all sorts of artefacts (aka clutter) from around (mainly) India, Europe and even Canada and the US.

Continuing to sponsor and support eleven year old Kaveri in spite of her mother and new partner sabotaging us, by changing schools, days of absence and inability to help

As MAnjula would say ‘we’ll see’.

It’s times like these that we recognise the good things in life.

and learn from our challenges

Peaks and troughs

The last few weeks have been quite difficult.

In Didion’s book ‘a year of magical thinking’ (well it lasts for longer than a year … like forever) she writes about the vortex, I call it being bushwhacked.

One is ….

Attacked for no apparent reason, as the sadness arises — mainly due to recollections that appear — as if from nowhere.

There’s also a regular hidden sadness that surfaces as intolerant anger.

Sorry everyone.

I’m dealing with CBB — can’t be bothered — but it’ll get sorted.

Here’s the letter I wrote to MAnjula after she slipped through my fingers.

I stumbled across it today. It was as I began my journey through the tunnel of love paddling the thick grief gravy and I remembered….

Manjula the ever-smiler, radiated love like the rays of a sun.

When I can —- I recall the wonderful light she brought into my life — puts the awful loss and memories of her slipping away, into the shade.

So of course, I’m very fortunate.