Got back home by around 5PM from our estate. Ammama had been constantly reminding me about her wish to do a temple trip. So we went this evening.

Its one un chartable experience to go to our favorite Thali temple in the evening. The preparation starts with me wearing a Mundu (which these days i wear only to temples) and today's pick had a light streak of brocade on it. I don't know really at what time they light those small temple lamps in their little oil holders. Anyway they were all there light up , bright waiting as they must have from time eternity. Walked into the small hall connecting to the sanctum santorum. Saw a rare sight, 3 old temple umbrellas from a by gone era, was somebody from a long forgotten time also here for their prayers? Walked on and reached the place in front of Lord Shiva's idol where i usually get stunned. This main idol is placed as if it is in a cave with temple lamps to light up. There is no place for words here , you just need to be there that is all , maybe express a thanks. We walk on and reach the place where you pick up those small vessels of oil. Ammama and me pick up one each and pour the oil into the huge lamp burning right behind the main idol. As usual i take back Ammamas empty empty oil pot ( this routine between us have been going on whenever we are in the temple together).

The small hall in the temple is my dream den. I usually sit there and imagine what it must have been ages back when there was no electricity etc. If only those wooden pillars can talk, they would tell me about all those dancers who swayed there. The last part of our temple trip is to Lord Krisna's office. He is really a freaked out god, the one who chased all those girls and all. You may not believe it but even now i have encountered the prettiest girls always in this part of the temple. Today the temple singer was missing but the guy playing Adaka was on a roll. I closed my eyes for the music, slowly the rhythm and vibration got to me.

On my way out of the temple Amma told me that she had done a Pushpanjali for Leena. That was so nice of her. Slowly i started the car with ammama beside me and Amma, Ammu edathi behind. There is so much more i want to put in. but words are poor carriers for meaning. So come along with us and experience it all ........................