Just arrived, a collection of photos of my beautiful wife and our Mysore Bed and Breakfast family. Also available as a PDF. Why not come visit and see the album for yourself? You’d be sure to feel and meet Manjula too. 🙂
You have my sympathies.
I’ve posted what must seem a constant stream of feelings. It also can’t be easy to find your way around the many postings.
It reminds me of an interview I gave to a journalist in the UK, years ago. I was working on an innovative approach to engage local communities in helping guide local public services to be more responsive to their needs. After I’d explained my approach. He said, so you launch a whole series of custard pies some hit and some even stick While some fall by the wayside.
I’m beginning to think meandmycycle.com is not dissimilar. A series of disconnected postings ranging from the bizarre, mildly interesting and hopefully a fair few that connect to you.
I’m working on that same theory. Randomly works, sometimes.
Thank you for sticking with it and me.
But I think I need to get a bit better organised and the blog more focussed.
So over the next few weeks I’ll start to focus on:
Our story, with two separate parts Manjula’s amazing story (I’m not biased, the more interesting by far) and Stephen’s
There will also be insights into this amazing country….
Life in India
and some bits a pieces:
Titbits a sort of hotch potch
Clearly labelled (yeh!)
I’ll use feedback to review, amend and revise.
So please….. As always, comments are appreciated and feedback on what works for you and suggestions of how I can improve would be great.
Thanks for your invaluable support.
You’d think that after almost four years of Manjula and my experiences of the ill health industry, that would have been enough.
Well no, clearly not. I’ve had a battery of check up tests including an ECG with a little irregularity spotted, so move one step forward to ECHO.
Result is ….. high blood pressure has resulted in slightly enlargement means watch diet, do exercise and monitor blood pressure. At or over 140 on a regular basis go see the Doctor.
I had, of course, to make my stale joke about there not being any stress in my life. 🙃
Lucie and I are away on our own in Wayanad.
Anjum the ever enthusiastic drove us.
And here’s the the view at Dhanagiri homestay.
She’s been on edge. Primarily of course she’s sad dog as we’ve lost something from our heart. Then with me getting ready and packed she thinks I’m going to leave her, no sweat there but then the longest car ride ever, almost four hours. Now plumped in a coffee plantation.
Where are we, what’s happening? Tell me!
Thunder, lightening, rain….. strange environment, she is sooooo not impressed.
Breakfast finished, next to walk up the hill with Manjula, Lucie and Abha.
Guess who’s with us in more ways than one.
This trip is proving useful to help me connect with the spirit of my soul. I know, it all sounds a bit new age or Hebden Bridge (the alternative place where my house is in the U.K.). I realise it’s one of the messages from Manjula that I now see more clearly. It’s not really new age, more slowing down the hare and learning from Manjula’s grace. More later.
With a little help from our friends we’ll keep Manjula’s creation going.
First, please do stay in touch and continue to read the postings at http://www.meandmycycle.com
Second, if anyone can come stay and look after Luci when I’m away that would be a great help and comfort for her. Possible timings are May, July and September.
Third, come and help out. In return for accommodation and breakfast help me keep the place going.
In my view this is a way to keep our home available, to share with the rich mix of people from around the world and maintain those wonderful connections.
Or ….. of course please do return and invite your friends to come as future guests of Manjula’s at Mysore Bed and Breakfast.
I write and postc this as Tom and Amy say hoagie bartini (see you again) and drive down the road with dogs chasing them away….. after coming to the rescue and supporting me for these past two weeks. Super troopers, thank you so much I couldn’t have managed without you!
and back to you guys….. I look forward to seeing and hearing from you.
Peas and love
Stephen and Luci
What’s this then? Twisted logic, you’ve got to laugh to break away from the tears. An imagined back to the future, reincarnation: Manjula as a 1940s Englishwoman and Stephen as an Indian sailor, mini size with Luci as the boss.
Manjula died just before 11am on Saturday 23rd March of a heart attack. I’m asked if there were any last words. Not as such, we had in fact not been able to discuss the situation and what to do.
I’d complained that since the night before she hadn’t shared one of her beautiful smiles. So she obliged and gave me a smile and a giggle. Not her usual standard or the right circumstances but exactly what was required. My lasting memory amongst millions.
As a dutiful husband and with our closest friends we’ve now by Wednesday fulfilled what’s required for her Hindu faith.
We’ve helped continue the process of being released from this body and to go to the next.
On Saturday we brought her home, laid Manjula out on the Divan that’s been her bed for for the past year.
Family and friends gathered to say farewell.
Next day, Sunday, Manjula was taken to the crematorium and finally to the auspicious river Kaveri to immerse her ashes on the Monday.
This is the ritual called Asthi Virsarjan more info here
We will be certain to do more …..
My thanks to all our friends for making this horrendously difficult time slightly more manageable.
Thank you to Faizan for creating this wonderful video