Avva's Tulasi pooja

So I am start to put up my photography. Hope you like it.

Here goes.



This is a series of 3 photos of my grandmother's morning routine and small conversation I have had with her during them. From when I was a kid I would always like to go hide and wait for the morning Tulasi pooja to be done. At the end of it I would steal the jaggery from her aarti plate and run as fast I could before I got caught. As I grew up the stealing stopped and the watching began.





The Lord likes colours.

Every morning she plucks flowers from our garden to offer to the Lord. She always gets equal parts of different colours. She laughed and told me when I asked her “ He might think he’s simple but I know he likes colours.”







Age lines
This Tulasi katte (brindawan) is as old as the house- 48yrs. Everyday she wipes it and puts kumkum and saffron on it. Like the lines that have grown on her so beautifully, the katte also has her gentle finger’s impression on them. Over time these lines only grow darker and deeper and stronger.






Same colour different form.
I am not too religious but I am on a path to understand spirituality. When I see the Tulasi plant and my grandmother next to each other they seem like reincarnates of each other. Tender, strong, nourishing, wise and they both have healing powers for one’s heart.

its been a while.

hello,

yes i know its been a while a month or so right?
well sooo much has happened in the last few weeks its  unbelievable. ill start with my story tomorrow! stay tuned. it ll be simple short and sweet.

but for today, i decided to say bye bye to my old checklist becasue its finally done and ive done more than everything on my checklist.
here's my post . a blod post a day. done!