Busy Mornings in Bengaluru

 Ahhhhhh! I close my eyes and dream that I was back in Bengaluru with my grandparents. Strangely, the mornings there are big, bustling, and loud, but at the same time homey and relaxing. I miss how the stray cats "mew" at the door for breakfast and how my grandfather always has his nose stuck in a newspaper and how I always race the cats to drink my milk faster than them.......My grandmother yelling for them to stay outside and my mom laughing hysterically at the new-born cats chasing their tails and playing with plastic rings. Oh! I almost forgot! The highlight of every morning: Thiru Pavaaaiiii.......Yep, you heard that right. Every morning my grandfather puts on a show called that and that melody has now got stuck in my head. Oh how I miss those times......!