LIMA WORLD LIBRARY
- March 15, 2026
The Corona Days I’m nearing the completion of my memoirs. It was a difficult time
A tongue need not be sharpened to a sword, Nor drenched in endless tides of
Sorrows of the Family The farther we are from the life we lived in the
When the chicken’s feet brush a human form, It’s no accident, but a whispered norm.
Dear Relations: Part II Ammachy was the eldest of three children in her family. Two
Dear Relations: Part I Relations are dearly missed with on-going time. The more distanced we
Like a lullaby in a cradle, the mother’s breast overflows with milk, As in her
My Aunt She was my most favourite aunt. My father’s younger sister, she was. Later
Dreams sealed in letters, Hopes wrapped in envelopes, Carrying light from one land To another,
The Pioneers of the High Ranges (Munnar) We do not know much about the early
In a land scorched by the sun’s fiery might, I dreamed of lush crops, a
Memories Never Die… In 1986 or so, we went on a tour to Munnar with
Oh! I saw a mother from the sky A cloud, the moon, stars so high
Rain falls soft upon my face A calming touch a soothing pace Droplets on the
My Appachen My Appachen! Like Ammachy he never called me, or any of my siblings
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