• After complaining about the heat for the better part of June and almost half of July, the rains came to my city with a bang. In the two weekends that it rained ( why does it always rain on a weekend?) everything was thrown out of gear. I am not complaining about the rain because we needed water. But I am unhappy about the fact that despite being a tropical country where it has been raining for centuries, how come we haven’t figured out how to effectively make a drainage system?

    Aren’t we the descendants of the ancient Harappans who made the ideal city at Mohen-jo-daro?

    And weren’t ancient Indians master builders with their exotic cave temples made without modern machinery and tools?

    So what happened to the modern Indian who can use a cell phone, do keyhole surgery and even send a rocket to Mars?

    Why can’t modern Indian engineers tackle the annual onslaught of the monsoons?

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    But this post is not a rant. It is about the joys of seeing mushrooms suddenly sprouting amidst the lush green lawns of our garden.

    I don’t know who was more excited seeing the mushrooms spring up in our garden: the little ones or me?

    We spent the next ten minutes running around looking for more and more.

    It was a welcome break from the wet evenings we’ve been having the past two weeks.

    Joining up with Esha and Natasha on #WordlessWednesday.

    Ciao

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  • This post is a day late but ever since I spotted this flowering Canonball tree, I have been dying to share it .

    I first spotted this tree several years ago while walking down the shaded lanes of Gamdevi.

    At that time I thought it was a tree with some parasitical growth.

    Then I spotted another one at the bottom of Sophia College lane in the Raymond compound and wondered how so many trees were thus infected .

    Following Parul’s ThursdayTreeLove , I came across Archanas’s post where she identified this tree as the Canonball Tree ! That’s when the penny dropped.

    Thanks Archana for sharing your botanical knowledge. And thanks Parul for hosting this meme . I’ve learnt so much being part of this blog hop.

    I saw this tree when I took the little ones to see the Nehru Science Centre. While they were excited with the Dinosaurs, I was excited with this tree . And I found not just one but two in glorious bloom.

    Doesn’t this look like a pretty frilly skirt ?

    Sharing this with Parul’s #ThursdayTreeLove-66. If you are a tree lover, do hop across and see other wonderful trees .

    Ciao

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  • Six months into 2019 and I am one year older and much, much wiser.

    Uncannily my #WOTY Refresh has magically taken over my life. I seem to be doing nothing yet doing something – much like treading water in a swimming pool. Perhaps it is the process of refreshing myself, my blog and my life.


    New friendships and new relationships marked the start of the year

    When the old broom who swept clean suddenly disappeared.

    It didn’t, however, deter me from bringing in the 60th birthday of a friend.

    The feasting continuing with  the old college gang,

    Refreshing old friendships and making some new. 

    More celebrations in store in my birth month of February

    Before the workmen moved in to refurbish and renovate.

    Plumbers, electricians, carpenters hammered and reshaped a

     forty-year-old room, bringing it up to date.

    Goodbye  heritage Terrazo that outlived its life

    And Welcome new bathroom and fancy mood lights.

    March saw Wow Dinga turn six

    With a splash in the pool.

    Pizzas and cake and friends from his school.

    A grand nephew twice removed joined the ranks of the twice born

    As doting parents, friends and family indulgently watched on.

    April added one more year for Hubby Dear and  Mum

    While my dad at 87 began another year to march on.

    The sun blazed mercilessly in the merry month of May

    But Alphonso, Pairi and more family celebrations helped us get through the days.

    With rain clouds threatening to bring down the heat

    I captured Summer’s sweetness in jars of sweet chutney

    And pickles to eat.

     

    Six months into 2019 and the months have sped by in a whizz

    I’ve had my share of troubles, sniffles and more.

    There have been ups and there have been downs

    And I wonder what the next six have in store.

    But if there’s one thing I’ve learnt is

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    And as the late Doris Day said, “Que Sera Sera.”

    Do you often feel that you are just jogging on the spot?

    Ciao

     

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    I received this tag from Shinjini  and I am passing this on to my namesake Sunita Saldanha

    24 bloggers have got together to celebrate six months of 2019 from June 17-19. In their own unique ways, they will share what the last six months mean to them. In these 24 posts, you will find a lot of joy and hope. Not to forget, some humor and stories too. So don’t forget to read these all and share some love.

     

     

     

     

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