Category Mangalore

Yellow Fellow

I grew up on a piece of real estate that was a teeny bit more than ΒΌ of an acre. The house occupied about 1/6th of the total area and was built on the edge of one of the longer sides of the plot. The perimeter of the compound was hedged with barbed wire on […]

Kutukutu Ajja

He looked a 100. Bent and shrivelled, a sturdy bamboo stick in the hand ensured his stability. He had a long white beard and piercing eyes. Robed in ochre with wooden paduka footwear, he walked down our lane at least twice a day. We would hear his padukas go ‘kutu kutu kutu kutu’ rhythmically. Thus […]