Varanasi ...one if my dream destinations

Varanasi....
1 of my dream destinations...

Was there for 5nights and 6days . Went with hubby and a group of friends.

The beauty of river Ganga or Ganga maatha...must be felt with ...the boat ride was so soul touching....the manikatt gatt..

Another open burning

Manikat ghutt open burning .

Boat ride on the Ganga

The cold dip in the Ganga......Followed by prayers and obligations to my ancestors.....

The Ganga aarathi is a magnificent sight to see....so much of grace and rituals to Ganga maatha

The meeting of Ganga Yamuna and saraswaty..rivers....thiruveni sanggamam. The men dipped into the rivers ...beautiful ride to see the birds....but weather very hot

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The busy roads of Varanasi...Was told the dogs in Varanasi don't bark....cows everywhere...walking along with you...

Kaala bairava temple.....
Kasi visvanath temple..
Annapoorna temple....
Kasi visalatchi temple...
Saint Tulasi Dass Mandir...

Gods gift ....second angle

 Thank dear God.... For blessing us as grandparents.... I have almost all the dharma pot all my roles you have been dear God...thank you so much for your love and blessings...

22/4/2017.... We were blessed with our second grandson..... Shives Visnu.... My kutti banggarum...am mama loves you very much....

When you came aiyah..your an aiyah loved you the moment he saw you .... His first words...so cute...and he also sang to you...rock  a bye baby on the tree top

Pani Poori Party

Fun time...getting togather cooking and trying out new receipes...

So..here it's the Long waited Pani Poori Party

Amma......23/6/1939 - 22/11/2015

The journey of a great, strong willed and hardworking lady....my Amma... MAdam Narayanamah...

Born in the village of Bangaram Palum, Anakapali District, Andhra Pradesh. When she was about 2 years old her parents Mahaletchumanan Naidu and Soomulammah decided to move for a better life to Malaya. ..that was in the year 1941.

She started her childhood in Kerling Estate, Selangor. However, when she was about 10 years old her mother passed away after giving birth to her 3rd child, her younger Sister. With a 4 year old Brother and a baby Sister she was forced giving up schooling to take care of the family and siblings, to take over the duty as a Mother....

When she was about 13 or 14 years old, she started working in the house of estate manger as a domestic helper. It was here where my dear mum picked up her cooking skills. She was someone who is able to observe and pick up whatever skills...that's why we call her master of all skills...cooking, sewing, embroidery, handyman at home to all the repairs , even paintings....I remember her sewing dresses for my sisters and meI for festivals, she used to do embroidery for sarees which my Father sold his shop, chopping up firewood....she could multitask anytime.....and that amazes me until today...

Well, on how my parents got married....this is their story....My Father used to be an oil merchant ..supplying oil to the estates....it was on one of his trips that he met this beautiful girl...he made some enquirers about her and made his Sister ask her hand in marriage. His proposal was receivd by my Grandfather the late Mahaletchumanan. Then, my Father 's elder Brother The late Letchuman made a visit to see the bride for for his younger Brother and he was very impressed with his future Sister in law...they were married on 10 June 1954. Like all old Indian traditions ...she had to stay with her father until she attended puberty...then she officially came to stay with her groom ....my dear Father the late Tanakala Apparao.....

They were initially staying in waterfall estate. As my Father owned half a shop in Rawang town, she moved in with him after sometime. So their life began in No.15, Jalan Welman, Rawang.... She had her 2 kids there, which was my elder Sister and myself. After a few years, Father managed to buy another shop where we stayed in the new place until I went to standard 1. As business was better in the former shop, we eventually moved into No. 15 Welman Street, Rawang. My two younger brothers were born here. 

15 Welman street holds abundance of joy , laughter and also sad memories...... If only the walls could talk, I am sure they will have a lots to say.

Amma was a great inspiration and a great lady... She is called the Elizabeth Rani...reason being...she was so fair and beautiful....I have never seen anyone more beautiful than her in my whole life....

As she aged, Her physical body was suffering...it was painful seeing her suffer....I had to let her go....

She is no more with us...I hope you have attained peace and salvation Amma...and finally united with Father after a Long 13 years wait since his demise.

If I were to have another birth ... I would want to be born to you again...

We miss you Amma and love you very much...........

My first taste of ice cream

JI didn't know it is this delicious.....

My grandson Deveish first ice cream today...

Time togather

Many times I try to arrage an outing with my sisters and never happens. However 2 days ago , that is on Wednesday night called my sisters and said can we just out for lunch and then finish with tea and call it a day.  Among the 4 of us only 3 of us could make it...without calling it off ... we went ahead . With it became 5 With my niece and grandson.

We left at about 11.00 pm heading for lunch at Gems, Brickfields. The place was not full ...we went for vegetarian briyani..I remember having vegetarian  briyani here about 3 yrs back and liked it. Hoping for the same flavors ...however, just the cooks must have changed because it was nothing to recomand to anyone. In the mean time my little angle was not very comfortable ..by than the restaurant had filled up and was a bit noisy...little friend was not too comfortable...we took turn to have lunch. Wanted to finish with Koolfi that is indian ice cream changed our mind because my 5 month grandson who wants to grab everything within his reach was getting restless. 

 Christmas around.. Wanted to get into the mood and drove over to Suria, KLCC. The Christmas decorations were ....but was surely crowded probably year end  sales or the festive season. Thinking that my grandson would be excited to see the lighted up decorations..to our dismay...he was actually cranky due to the crowd and noise...guess he was missing his comfortable  zone.

We talked, mostly laughed a lot ...  And that was fun....All in all, it was not the place.....it was being togather. Thank you Kris, with all the dead lines to  meet before year end you valued the time to be togather....love you dear. Keeping my fingers crossed for another time togather.