The Resurrection

I got back today morning, after a 3-day disappearing act to the land of Mahabali.

The kids seem to getting on fine without us, from yesterday night's report from my inlaws. Mira did ask for me a few times but our tenants upstairs entertain them so much that they dont miss us very much. They spend much of their waking hours upstairs and thankfully, the family enjoy the kids. At other times, "Amma" and Beena aunty and Momachechi come downstairs to play with the kids or help m-i-l. The secret of their attraction is that there is no male child in their house and they relish Ashwin's antics.

Easter and Good Friday were celebrated at home with the usual levels of feasting - minimal (kanji-payar) for GF and maximal (appam-chicken stew and duck curry) for Easter. Since my f-i-l took ill during the GF service and had to be hospitalised for a day, we limited our tours to a couple of doctor (ayurveda) visits at Neerettupuram near the Chakkulathu kaavu Devi Temple and to Chandanapally late in the evening on Saturday.

We did manage a sidetrip to the Edathua church yesterday after seeing the new vaidyan (I know, we are too impatient and keep changing doctors) for Ash. And as Ash sighted the sculpted firgure of the saint atop the horse at the church, he asked V: Appa, who is that person?
And V replied: St. George.
To which Ash asked: Oh! Is that my Chandanapally granpa? He knows that his maternal granpa is a George!

Pics will follow...