bw wrote:nice! takes me back to the several balmy evenings spent on the terrace in madras - chatting, studying, playing. used to go early morn to catch the sunrise but it got very hot very soon.

bw wrote:nice! takes me back to the several balmy evenings spent on the terrace in madras - chatting, studying, playing. used to go early morn to catch the sunrise but it got very hot very soon.

goodcitizn wrote:

bw wrote:nice! takes me back to the several balmy evenings spent on the terrace in madras - chatting, studying, playing. used to go early morn to catch the sunrise but it got very hot very soon.

Yes, we all feel nostalgic about terraces for sure. Our house in Madurai had several coconut trees around and the terrace was the place to see where the tender coconuts were ready for harvesting. Remember studying on the terrace early mornings listening to Mohanambal singing "Velanukku arogara, Muruganukku arogara ..." etc from a loudspeaker blaring at a distance. It was also the place for my grandmother to sunbake all her vadams as well as dry chilis, turmeric roots etc. In fact, the government should declalre a holiday in praise of terraces in India!

goodcitizn wrote:மொட்டை மாடி
தண்ணீர் தொட்டியில்
குளித்த காற்று
தென்னங்கீற்றில்
தலை துவட்டி
அங்கு கொடியில் உலர்ந்த
ஒவ்வொரு துணியையும்
உதறி அணிந்து
ஒத்திகை பார்த்து
முடிவில்
அம்மணமாகவே
அகன்றது ...

pravalika nanda wrote:

bw wrote:nice! takes me back to the several balmy evenings spent on the terrace in madras - chatting, studying, playing. used to go early morn to catch the sunrise but it got very hot very soon.

yes, beautiful, very very beautiful. bw, how come you have no opinion on the burning issues of the day, like the inside story on the Ramayana? there are two thread dedicated to it. all you ever care about is tamil poetry and tamil dancing. and elephant piano. i did enjoy that by the way. it was quite nice: one was shaking its bum and tail to the music and the other was crossing its hindlegs as it played the paino.

goodcitizn wrote:

bw wrote:nice! takes me back to the several balmy evenings spent on the terrace in madras - chatting, studying, playing. used to go early morn to catch the sunrise but it got very hot very soon.

Yes, we all feel nostalgic about terraces for sure. Our house in Madurai had several coconut trees around and the terrace was the place to see where the tender coconuts were ready for harvesting. Remember studying on the terrace early mornings listening to Mohanambal singing "Velanukku arogara, Muruganukku arogara ..." etc from a loudspeaker blaring at a distance. It was also the place for my grandmother to sunbake all her vadams as well as dry chilis, turmeric roots etc. In fact, the government should declalre a holiday in praise of terraces in India!

bw wrote:

pravalika nanda wrote:

bw wrote:nice! takes me back to the several balmy evenings spent on the terrace in madras - chatting, studying, playing. used to go early morn to catch the sunrise but it got very hot very soon.

yes, beautiful, very very beautiful. bw, how come you have no opinion on the burning issues of the day, like the inside story on the Ramayana? there are two thread dedicated to it. all you ever care about is tamil poetry and tamil dancing. and elephant piano. i did enjoy that by the way. it was quite nice: one was shaking its bum and tail to the music and the other was crossing its hindlegs as it played the paino.

i don’t know much about tamil poetry and in fact, if they use “illakkiya” aka literary tamil, they go way over my head. this was simple and something i could relate to.

tamil dancing? i like only dabbaan koothu. not the must acclaimed thai thai thithi thai one. that puts me to sleep.

i will read the scoop on ramayana threads again. i did read one of them and wondered why you said “seethe”.

bw wrote:

goodcitizn wrote:

bw wrote:nice! takes me back to the several balmy evenings spent on the terrace in madras - chatting, studying, playing. used to go early morn to catch the sunrise but it got very hot very soon.

Yes, we all feel nostalgic about terraces for sure. Our house in Madurai had several coconut trees around and the terrace was the place to see where the tender coconuts were ready for harvesting. Remember studying on the terrace early mornings listening to Mohanambal singing "Velanukku arogara, Muruganukku arogara ..." etc from a loudspeaker blaring at a distance. It was also the place for my grandmother to sunbake all her vadams as well as dry chilis, turmeric roots etc. In fact, the government should declalre a holiday in praise of terraces in India!

oh yeah, peeling off the half-dried vadams and gobbling them while on "crow watch"

i enjoyed going up the terrace in dec/jan when we had “winter” in madras (haha, mamas wearing mufflers and sweaters while going on their morning walk to pick up milk). kausalya supraja rama….blaring from some temple or the other.

goodcitizn wrote:

bw wrote:nice! takes me back to the several balmy evenings spent on the terrace in madras - chatting, studying, playing. used to go early morn to catch the sunrise but it got very hot very soon.

Yes, we all feel nostalgic about terraces for sure. Our house in Madurai had several coconut trees around and the terrace was the place to see where the tender coconuts were ready for harvesting. Remember studying on the terrace early mornings listening to Mohanambal singing "Velanukku arogara, Muruganukku arogara ..." etc from a loudspeaker blaring at a distance. It was also the place for my grandmother to sunbake all her vadams as well as dry chilis, turmeric roots etc. In fact, the government should declalre a holiday in praise of terraces in India!

bw wrote:

goodcitizn wrote:

bw wrote:nice! takes me back to the several balmy evenings spent on the terrace in madras - chatting, studying, playing. used to go early morn to catch the sunrise but it got very hot very soon.

Yes, we all feel nostalgic about terraces for sure. Our house in Madurai had several coconut trees around and the terrace was the place to see where the tender coconuts were ready for harvesting. Remember studying on the terrace early mornings listening to Mohanambal singing "Velanukku arogara, Muruganukku arogara ..." etc from a loudspeaker blaring at a distance. It was also the place for my grandmother to sunbake all her vadams as well as dry chilis, turmeric roots etc. In fact, the government should declalre a holiday in praise of terraces in India!

oh yeah, peeling off the half-dried vadams and gobbling them while on "crow watch"

i enjoyed going up the terrace in dec/jan when we had “winter” in madras (haha, mamas wearing mufflers and sweaters while going on their morning walk to pick up milk). kausalya supraja rama….blaring from some temple or the other.

garam_kuta wrote:

AiYo- almost azhavaikkareengalaE.. Madurai, thirunagar 2nd stage across the #22 bus stop, facing the play-ground,the home housed several types of mango trees, coconut, vAzhai, guava you name it. the terrace in the early years and the step-ladder accessed  water tank area, in the later years are buried so many stories that need to be resurrected at leisure.

Kris wrote:

goodcitizn wrote:

bw wrote:nice! takes me back to the several balmy evenings spent on the terrace in madras - chatting, studying, playing. used to go early morn to catch the sunrise but it got very hot very soon.

Yes, we all feel nostalgic about terraces for sure. Our house in Madurai had several coconut trees around and the terrace was the place to see where the tender coconuts were ready for harvesting. Remember studying on the terrace early mornings listening to Mohanambal singing "Velanukku arogara, Muruganukku arogara ..." etc from a loudspeaker blaring at a distance. It was also the place for my grandmother to sunbake all her vadams as well as dry chilis, turmeric roots etc. In fact, the government should declalre a holiday in praise of terraces in India!

>>>There was a mango tree that used to lean over to the terrace in the back of my aunt's house. You could climb it and then come over a branch to the terrace. While I was on vadam duty during my 9th grade finals, I decided to do this. I suddenly panicked while I was midway on the branch and pretty much froze. I had to talk myself out of it and finally made it to the terrace and had to leave for the exam right after that.

Kris wrote:

goodcitizn wrote:

bw wrote:nice! takes me back to the several balmy evenings spent on the terrace in madras - chatting, studying, playing. used to go early morn to catch the sunrise but it got very hot very soon.

Yes, we all feel nostalgic about terraces for sure. Our house in Madurai had several coconut trees around and the terrace was the place to see where the tender coconuts were ready for harvesting. Remember studying on the terrace early mornings listening to Mohanambal singing "Velanukku arogara, Muruganukku arogara ..." etc from a loudspeaker blaring at a distance. It was also the place for my grandmother to sunbake all her vadams as well as dry chilis, turmeric roots etc. In fact, the government should declalre a holiday in praise of terraces in India!

>>>There was a mango tree that used to lean over to the terrace in the back of my aunt's house. You could climb it and then come over a branch to the terrace. While I was on vadam duty during my 9th grade finals, I decided to do this. I suddenly panicked while I was midway on the branch and pretty much froze. I had to talk myself out of it and finally made it to the terrace and had to leave for the exam right after that.

Beatrix Kiddo wrote:

Kris wrote:

goodcitizn wrote:

bw wrote:nice! takes me back to the several balmy evenings spent on the terrace in madras - chatting, studying, playing. used to go early morn to catch the sunrise but it got very hot very soon.

Yes, we all feel nostalgic about terraces for sure. Our house in Madurai had several coconut trees around and the terrace was the place to see where the tender coconuts were ready for harvesting. Remember studying on the terrace early mornings listening to Mohanambal singing "Velanukku arogara, Muruganukku arogara ..." etc from a loudspeaker blaring at a distance. It was also the place for my grandmother to sunbake all her vadams as well as dry chilis, turmeric roots etc. In fact, the government should declalre a holiday in praise of terraces in India!

>>>There was a mango tree that used to lean over to the terrace in the back of my aunt's house. You could climb it and then come over a branch to the terrace. While I was on vadam duty during my 9th grade finals, I decided to do this. I suddenly panicked while I was midway on the branch and pretty much froze. I had to talk myself out of it and finally made it to the terrace and had to leave for the exam right after that.

I used to be a tree climber as a kid. Used to be perched on a sweet neem tree in our frontyard prett much all day and say hi to passers by, some of them being my rents' colleagues. My nanny would bring my food there only, and everyone called me a squirrel. There was also a big tree next to our shed/garage, with sloping roof over it. My friend and I would climb that tree and branch and sit/play/eat on top of the shed all summer afternoons. Used to be pretty cool there coz of the thick tree shade.

Kris wrote:

Beatrix Kiddo wrote:

Kris wrote:

goodcitizn wrote:

bw wrote:nice! takes me back to the several balmy evenings spent on the terrace in madras - chatting, studying, playing. used to go early morn to catch the sunrise but it got very hot very soon.

Yes, we all feel nostalgic about terraces for sure. Our house in Madurai had several coconut trees around and the terrace was the place to see where the tender coconuts were ready for harvesting. Remember studying on the terrace early mornings listening to Mohanambal singing "Velanukku arogara, Muruganukku arogara ..." etc from a loudspeaker blaring at a distance. It was also the place for my grandmother to sunbake all her vadams as well as dry chilis, turmeric roots etc. In fact, the government should declalre a holiday in praise of terraces in India!

>>>There was a mango tree that used to lean over to the terrace in the back of my aunt's house. You could climb it and then come over a branch to the terrace. While I was on vadam duty during my 9th grade finals, I decided to do this. I suddenly panicked while I was midway on the branch and pretty much froze. I had to talk myself out of it and finally made it to the terrace and had to leave for the exam right after that.

I used to be a tree climber as a kid. Used to be perched on a sweet neem tree in our frontyard prett much all day and say hi to passers by, some of them being my rents' colleagues. My nanny would bring my food there only, and everyone called me a squirrel. There was also a big tree next to our shed/garage, with sloping roof over it. My friend and I would climb that tree and branch and sit/play/eat on top of the shed all summer afternoons. Used to be pretty cool there coz of the thick tree shade.

>>>I used to climb sapota, guava and some of the easy mango trees, but there was a group of kids who used to steal mangoes in our neighborhood. I knew many of them and there were a couple of expert climbers, maybe three. I still remember the day one summer when one of them made the decision that they should start stealing coconuts from a couple of easy- to- climb coconut trees. I remember this distinctly because it was my first exposure to scalability and out-of-the-box thinking. We used to call him 'gada', the slang term we used for someone who used to hit sixes and fours by swinging the bat. There was no rhyme or reason to the strokes played and he didn't care if he got out. The sole purpose was to take a chance and score big, if he could. After high school he joined the army as a soldier. He was not good academically. Life didn't give him many chances. I hope he got rewarded for his talents. He would have kicked ass in America.

Kris wrote:

Beatrix Kiddo wrote:

Kris wrote:

goodcitizn wrote:

bw wrote:nice! takes me back to the several balmy evenings spent on the terrace in madras - chatting, studying, playing. used to go early morn to catch the sunrise but it got very hot very soon.

Yes, we all feel nostalgic about terraces for sure. Our house in Madurai had several coconut trees around and the terrace was the place to see where the tender coconuts were ready for harvesting. Remember studying on the terrace early mornings listening to Mohanambal singing "Velanukku arogara, Muruganukku arogara ..." etc from a loudspeaker blaring at a distance. It was also the place for my grandmother to sunbake all her vadams as well as dry chilis, turmeric roots etc. In fact, the government should declalre a holiday in praise of terraces in India!

>>>There was a mango tree that used to lean over to the terrace in the back of my aunt's house. You could climb it and then come over a branch to the terrace. While I was on vadam duty during my 9th grade finals, I decided to do this. I suddenly panicked while I was midway on the branch and pretty much froze. I had to talk myself out of it and finally made it to the terrace and had to leave for the exam right after that.

I used to be a tree climber as a kid. Used to be perched on a sweet neem tree in our frontyard prett much all day and say hi to passers by, some of them being my rents' colleagues. My nanny would bring my food there only, and everyone called me a squirrel. There was also a big tree next to our shed/garage, with sloping roof over it. My friend and I would climb that tree and branch and sit/play/eat on top of the shed all summer afternoons. Used to be pretty cool there coz of the thick tree shade.

>>>I used to climb sapota, guava and some of the easy mango trees, but there was a group of kids who used to steal mangoes in our neighborhood. I knew many of them and there were a couple of expert climbers, maybe three. I still remember the day one summer when one of them made the decision that they should start stealing coconuts from a couple of easy- to- climb coconut trees. I remember this distinctly because it was my first exposure to scalability and out-of-the-box thinking. We used to call him 'gada', the slang term we used for someone who used to hit sixes and fours by swinging the bat. There was no rhyme or reason to the strokes played and he didn't care if he got out. The sole purpose was to take a chance and score big, if he could. After high school he joined the army as a soldier. He was not good academically. Life didn't give him many chances. I hope he got rewarded for his talents. He would have kicked ass in America.

Beatrix Kiddo wrote:

Kris wrote:

Beatrix Kiddo wrote:

Kris wrote:

goodcitizn wrote:

Yes, we all feel nostalgic about terraces for sure. Our house in Madurai had several coconut trees around and the terrace was the place to see where the tender coconuts were ready for harvesting. Remember studying on the terrace early mornings listening to Mohanambal singing "Velanukku arogara, Muruganukku arogara ..." etc from a loudspeaker blaring at a distance. It was also the place for my grandmother to sunbake all her vadams as well as dry chilis, turmeric roots etc. In fact, the government should declalre a holiday in praise of terraces in India!

>>>There was a mango tree that used to lean over to the terrace in the back of my aunt's house. You could climb it and then come over a branch to the terrace. While I was on vadam duty during my 9th grade finals, I decided to do this. I suddenly panicked while I was midway on the branch and pretty much froze. I had to talk myself out of it and finally made it to the terrace and had to leave for the exam right after that.

I used to be a tree climber as a kid. Used to be perched on a sweet neem tree in our frontyard prett much all day and say hi to passers by, some of them being my rents' colleagues. My nanny would bring my food there only, and everyone called me a squirrel. There was also a big tree next to our shed/garage, with sloping roof over it. My friend and I would climb that tree and branch and sit/play/eat on top of the shed all summer afternoons. Used to be pretty cool there coz of the thick tree shade.

>>>I used to climb sapota, guava and some of the easy mango trees, but there was a group of kids who used to steal mangoes in our neighborhood. I knew many of them and there were a couple of expert climbers, maybe three. I still remember the day one summer when one of them made the decision that they should start stealing coconuts from a couple of easy- to- climb coconut trees. I remember this distinctly because it was my first exposure to scalability and out-of-the-box thinking. We used to call him 'gada', the slang term we used for someone who used to hit sixes and fours by swinging the bat. There was no rhyme or reason to the strokes played and he didn't care if he got out. The sole purpose was to take a chance and score big, if he could. After high school he joined the army as a soldier. He was not good academically. Life didn't give him many chances. I hope he got rewarded for his talents. He would have kicked ass in America.

There is always something interesting about being with people like that.

goodcitizn wrote:
Every boys' club had a gada (our term was kaattaan) in their cricket team. We had one who'd show up wearing his brother's lungi and during his all or nothing swings the lungi will get untied, sending away the girls (who were the little sisters of our team boys) on the sidelines scattering away in total disbelief.

bw wrote:

goodcitizn wrote:
Every boys' club had a gada (our term was kaattaan) in their cricket team. We had one who'd show up wearing his brother's lungi and during his all or nothing swings the lungi will get untied, sending away the girls (who were the little sisters of our team boys) on the sidelines scattering away in total disbelief.

does thaDimaadu also mean the same as kaattaan?