early morning at the twilight
crest of the sun shows up
sickle moon goes down
grandma gets up
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Wow! That was wonderful. Reminiscent of our childhood, every old household in Kerala. You made remember my Ammumma (grandmother, my mother’s mother, to be exact) . I had immense fortune to live with her for a few years, though our branch of the family had separated into a neuclear family, by the time I was born. She was so fond of me, I remember. Contd.
Part 2 When I used to get up by 4 am to study my lessons, she would get up to prepare a cup of black coffee for me and serve it with a spot of ghee. How tasty it was! And all the while, she would be singing hymns in. The one I remember is ”ആദിത്യഭഗവാനേ വണങ്ങുന്നേൻ”. Lovely old times....