A simple mango brings together neighbours.
Working together.
Category: Manjula’s gift
Mango Mania
At our new house, we’re now hearing the thud of mangoes landing (and not just cricket balls hitting the bat. )
I’m reliably informed by my good friend Ananth who grows them on his farm in Srirangapatnam … they’re …. Raspuri.
“Delish!
These don’t get sweeeeet
But are the best variety of mangoes in my opinion
Sweet with some tart and that characteristic aroma!
Taste best 1–2 days after they get soft, not towards the end when they start getting black dots, which is the optimal time for Alphonso’ “
“break the stems off if you want them to ripen faster —
Leave em on for a slow burn.”
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Students thriving through their art.
Kaliyuvamane students do it again with a wonderful performance at the Bahuroopi national theatre festival held in Mysore.
Rajesh Madhava has spent over a year working with the students on a range of projects.
Their confidence and communication improving dramatically.
Fantastic!
Missing her friends and this great teaching. Well done to all the students and their teacher/facilitator Rajesh Madhava
Dharma
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.
…
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.
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.
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
New friends, which name?
We know PFA from when Lucie was a pup. They spayed her and made the tell tale notch in her ear so she wouldn’t be picked up in the street and operated on again.
We chose two new friends
and appeared in the ‘Star of Mysore’
But what should we call them?
….
We’ve had the following suggestions. (Some more than once)
Ging (Ginj)
Luce (Luca)
Edwina (teddy bear)
Kappu
Shunti
Ginger (Rogers)
Fred (Astaire)
Inji (ginger)
Kari (black)
Tom
Hebden and Bridget ( a play on Hebden Bridge, where I’m from in the UK)
Amy and Vince (amor vincit omnia)
Blackie and Cinnamon
Black and Decker
Karrupa or Karuppan
Inji —- Together becoming …. Karrupinji
Pepper and Paprika.
Black and Tan
Ranelot and Bufolet
(french children’s book names for Frog and Toad)
Marquise de Merteuil and Vicomte de Valmont
(from Dangerous Liaisons to match Billet-Doux, our cat’s name)
Paddington
Spike
Summer
Shadow
Biscuit
Cheech and Chong
Luca
Lucia
Babu and Bibi
Ping and Pong
Jean-Philippe and Marie-Chantal .
ginger
Venus and Pluto
Bingo
Tofo
Coco
Tango
Momo
Milti
Millu
Broono
Blacky
Browny
Pancho
Jasmine
…
Thanks for your thoughtful suggestions
If there’s any strong favourites, let me know.
I’ll discuss with Captain Kaveri, ably assisted by General SB
Update on names
Luca (Lucka)
Tom
….
Jasmine (jas)
Gingee, Shingee or a variation.
Lowly-raised
I’m feeling a bit low
Just back from walking Lucie after another not-much-sleep night I peeked into the guest book.
If only I’d remember to ask more guests to write in it, as it proves to be a real tonic.
It helps lift my head up from peering into the grief gravy when I all-too-often reflect on the things I wish I’d done better. I recognise I did what I did in difficult circumstances and my beautiful MAnjula was overall very happy.
But I’m always brought up by inviting memories of radiant MAnjula to shine, who will always be a part of me
Thanks to our friend Google
Manjula’s love
Radiated through her smile and her actions.
As I’ve paddled my boat through the grief gravy the layers of Manjula’s love become more apparent. I learn more everyday from her life.
“But when you want to gain love through success, it cannot be achieved through anything quantifiable. The people that will be crying when you depart the world are not doing so because of any number that is tied to your name. They are doing so because you were a loving partner, a caring friend, or a shepherd of kindness. You are dearly missed not because of what you’ve earned, but because of what you represented.”
Happy Birthday.
I’m in the park to wish Manjula happy birthday and hang out with billet-Doux, butterflies (messengers from Madam) and too many mosquitoes!
Here’s the lovely video created by Faizan through which many old and new friends have met Manjula.
My ulterior motive on being here was to be security for the flowers and stop people stealing them.
I failed
But it can’t affect our celebration of her wonderfulness.
As I completed a video call to my son Oliver in Vancouver, —and realised I was due back to make breakfast—three sets of neighbours walking in the park saw Manjula’s poster and wanted to know her story. I’d never met them before a mom her son , another young woman and an elder.
We all shared smiles and joy.
Me and MYCycle 