Please don't get me wrong; I love all the comments received for my posts. Just wanted to project these two as a post in itself so that you will get to enjoy it too.
Emily, Ruby Slipper Traveller had this to say on Fading Glory:
"I'm starting to find this too. I'm not the youngest of any group any more, and sometimes I look at pictures of myself and think that I look tired and as though I've lost some bloom. It's natural... and yet it's such a shame... Shakespeare said it like this, more or less:
Duke: For women are as roses, whose fair flower
Being once displayed, doth fall that very hour.
Viola: And so they are; alas, that they are so!
To die, even when they to perfection grow! "
Mom recalls her childhood on Tamarind Seeds as :
"When we were children, we used to take out the outer shell of a big ripe tamarind, make small holes on the top to put a thread and hang the shell on trees filled with a liquid mixture of tamarind water and jaggery water. After a few hours or so, may be next day, we shall drink the liquid. As children we enjoyed doing this. we used to climb on our tamarind trees and help my mother to gather the fruits from the trees.
Since we went as a group with our lunch bundles etc, they were our picnics.Drying the fruits, shelling them, then removing the seeds out and again drying and preserving etc etc are routine annual jobs for my mother. May be we helped a little. Sometimes she hired some help.Those tamarind trees are gone with the land which we had to offer to the govt for some purpose. But the memories remain.The seeds are sold since it is needed to feed the milk cows.We can see people boiling the tamarind seeds for the cows they bring up in their houses.Since tamarind is an important ingredient in preparing fish curry, puli kulambu , and tamarind rice,rasam and even saambar, it is somewhat costly..."
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