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paapa1940-blog · 6 years
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Indian Independence Day August 15th
Indian Independence Day August 15th
Seventy-one years ago my sister Shanthi and I alongside our cousins, were allowed to stay up until midnight to hear the celebration on the radio of The Birth of a New Nation, an Independent India.
The National Anthem blasted over the radio at Midnight. I sang along, as best as I could at seven years old. I don’t think I knew all the words. But I remember my little heart pounding with pride as my…
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paapa1940-blog · 7 years
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My Fall Garden
The colors in my fall garden surprise me each year. Brilliant reds of my roses, the four different hues of just that one color, red all amaze me. The way I plant them, I have the million petite blooms of Sweet alyssum at the baseand the red color pops up. But then the pink and purple snapdragons appear in unplanned spots and add vibrant contrast to the whit alyssums and the roses. I turn around…
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paapa1940-blog · 7 years
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Local Author Shaku Raj to Exhibit at Autumn’s Living Library
Local Author Shaku Raj to Exhibit at Autumn’s Living Library
** FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE ** Local Author to Exhibit at Autumn’s Living Library Raising Scholarships for Girls on the Run of Northern Illinois Crystal Lake, Ill, Sept 5, 2017 – Avallon’s Voice Inc. invites the community to Autumn’s Living Library, (ALL) October 5th where readers and writers come together to raise scholarship money for the Northern Illinois Chapter of Girls on the Run. The event…
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paapa1940-blog · 7 years
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The Chenthitta House, November 1945
November, 1945 I was a five year old girl at the time. I was startled awake from a deep sleep by the hustle and bustle of unusual activity, doors opening and closing, and many footsteps back and forth outside my Ammoomma’s, grandmother’s room, where I slept alongside my three year old sister, Shanthi. Footsteps hurried across the floor. Listening closely I heard more footsteps that paced back and…
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paapa1940-blog · 7 years
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Authors Supporting Authors
Speaking of supporting each other, we authors attend book-release parties; edit each other’s works in workshops and writing groups and offer pep talks……….. I had the privilege of attending an Author event, “Wednesday’s Way With Words” in The Listening room at Lakeside Arts Park, in the Dole Mansion, Crystal Lake, Illinois. This was the first session of new series of Literary events planned in The…
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paapa1940-blog · 8 years
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The Cotton Tree
Last month, on my way to a hospital in Thiruvananthapuram I saw a tall cotton tree carrying brown pods about 4” to 6” long, some open and spewing white cotton into the wind. As a young girl in my Ammoomma’s home, I, alongside my sisters and cousins, extracted the fluffy white stuff that transformed into cotton. That tree that gave us cotton for our mattresses was called the ‘Elavu.’ In the…
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paapa1940-blog · 8 years
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A bird called Uppan
A bird called Uppan
  A balmy morning in South India, trying to escape the cold cold Chicago winter, even if it is for a few days. A fleeting color of dusky copper brown alerted me and I got up from the porch chair. It was an Uppan bird with distinct chestnut wings and long dark blue-black tail. He brought back memories of being awoken by the classic hooting sound of the Uppan, a common bird in Kerala, but one which…
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paapa1940-blog · 8 years
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Another birthday celebrated
When you have lived a very active, productive life for seventy-six years on this Earth, you form opinions and philosophy based on what you were taught as a child growing up, based upon your religious beliefs, and on your life-experiences. In sharing what I have learned, I hope to help others going through similar experiences, both pleasurable and not so enjoyable, to use the knowledge I can share…
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