The traditional old house with tiled roofs,the long windows that always creaked when closed,the colourful ixora flowers that surrounded the home.Images that gave me some warmth this winter morning.
These are all images that made up our summer and monsoon holidays down south this year
Old images are beautiful,arent they?
The rainy stories on the painted brown box,the hibiscus flowers and the milky tea(no fancy cups here:)- the steel tumblers and glasses,the peeling paints on the parapet are all images that flash when I think of our home down south.
The grandma who sits waiting patiently for us..every year,the stories that she tell us,the rain that poured constantly
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| the rain drenched ixora and a tumbler of chai...the peeled off parapets...its an old house |
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| it rained the whole night |
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| ixoras wet and eaten by bugs |
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| the arecanut palms leaf fallen |
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| the colours definitely matched,the dull browns and pinks...love them |
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| old photographs,the old memories,nostalgia,a ravivarma oleograph,the right hand corner are my parents |
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| the book on the rusted box |
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| rainy memories,hot and humid days |
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| love these slats |
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| loved each angle |
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| the colourful hibiscus |
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| the tea that got cold in my hands |
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| the collection |
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| beautiful....days |
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