Category: Memories

My first memories of Amumma are of her in Guruvayur, the summer vacations that I would spend with her.  It was just her, amma and I and I picked up my love for good Malayalee food from those days.  Her hair was curly and peppery silver, always neatly combed and tied, well oiled, her 'mundum… Continue reading Ammumma, my memories

The two chipmunks In the windy city of ChicagoOn a cold winter day Two little chipmunksDecided it was time to tangoThe doctors said twin A was bornBut the other did not want to be BSo he decided that it was time That he too was to them knownOne chipmunk was as his father calmHe fed and he… Continue reading Two little chipmunks