A tag from my oldest blogfriend , dear Hill grandmom , which travelled to her from another old blogger friend HHG. So here it is :-
My oldest memory:
Travelling from Jamshedpur to Allahabad and back via Rewa and Varanasi in old Trusty , my father's Ambassador driven by our driver Durgada . I was three and my memories of that journey are quite graphic, especially the arriving in pelting rain at my aunt Mili's house in Allahabad , where I saw my grandmother consciously for the first time - a small delicate frail lady with the loveliest aquiline nose which her children inherited and a very sweet fluting voice. It was my birthday too and they all chorused happy birthday and carried me in to the house .I was a much petted child.
Ten years ago:
The girls were younger and life was less complicated than it is now .We went to Delhi, Jaipur ,Agra for a holiday and my Ma was still alive and well .
My first thought this morning:
Aha , its Sunday . AG is doing the weekly fish and veggie bazaar and omigod he's gonna come home at 12 , then I'll want to cook some fish ,and by the time the food is cooked and I've washed my hair and we've done lunch it's going to be 3.30 . That's exactly what I though and it's what actually happened !
If you built a time capsule, what would it contain:
A Motorola cellphone from the early 90's - we have one lying around somewhere,a floppy disk(the larger ones), my first Kodak box camera, the HMV fiesta record player and an old Herald car , if I can find it , a chulha, a batery operated emergency light with an explanatory note on power shortages and books .
My older daughter left home to study in another city and my family is now minus one chick for most part of the year - another part of growing up for all of us . Sporadic terrorist attacks culminating in 26/11 will ensure that this is a year which I am not about to forget easily .
14 years from now:
I hope my family is safe, healthy and happy and that I am in full possession of my physical and mental abilities and that the world is a better place than it is today .
By the rules of the game I must pass on this tag . And so here you go , Chandni, Sunayana and Anamika .
On another note an FB friend sent a link of this song , sung by Hayley Westenra of Celtic Women. One song sung in two very different ways . Simon and Garfunkel . a version we are accustomed too , since it is an enduring favourite of most Simon and Garfunkel fans. I would have preferred uploading the canticle but couldnt find a link , but this will suffice . And the one by Hayley Westenra has haunted me - her voise is pure and lilting and she lends a mystic air to the song