post for kenneth

*smile* i'll tell you then.

my grandparents lived on god's hill,in a place called nakre.nakre means 'mother of pearl' after the mother of pearl shell. it's hot, so HOT over there, except when it rains. then there are streams which flow down the rocks and form rivulets around them and just go all over the property..and fish.. there are tiny fish in these seasonal streams that come and nibble at your fingers if you keep still long enough.you can even catch one with your hand if you're fast enough.
there's a lime business too... i suppose that's more lucrative than farming.. so there's always a hugh pile of shells at the end of the red mud drive[which has trees on either side]
in the summer. time drags on. you can finish a book three times as fast as you could have if you were in bangalore.no one makes you do anything there.. one week seems like three and you try to stay in that part of the house which has a wooden roof and a fan. not the front part which has asbestos for roofing, because asbestos absorbs heat and only makes it hotter.
the bathroom used to be outside. and to heat water there was this HUGE cauldron fixed onto a wood fire stove. lol the bathing area was next to the buffalo shed, so you were never alone when you were having a bath. next to the bathroom was another room. a store room of sorts, where there was only wood.. and a chicken that used to go there to lay eggs.
the buffaloes.. there were five maybe...i used to like to feed them, but my uncle used to tell me not to go near they'd bite me :D..at least thats what i imagine he meant.. because he like almost everyone else there, only speaks konkani and i don't.
there were bananna trees,i never liked the yelakebala banannas, but there was the bananna nectar... and there were tamarind trees... my favourite. there are mango trees everywhere. the best mangoes though are the ones that you don't cut. you make a hole in it and suck the juice out
my grandparents... my grandfather[aana], he was relatively tall and fair with grey eyes [ you occasionally get that sort there]and white hair.. my grandmother [mai] was his opposite.. short and dark with black hair and bad eyesight i think... my mom says that she refused every proposal that came until my grandfather.. and then she would have no one else :)
my grandmother, who had either lost her memory or eyesight by the time i was old enough to talk to her, used to look at me and say 'bari sobeeth danth' [beautiful teeth] lol becaus she didn't have any by then, i think [hehe my mom would be really annoyed if she saw that, you can't say things like that about your grandmother]
that's all for now...
k