You know what ??? I love conversations – the various faces and colors of it.

The best of the best conversations till date, which I cherish are from my childhood days – with my sister and pal, over a cup ( a big mug to be precise πŸ˜‰ Β ) of tea and endless talks – the places can be anything like a corner between the cot and the wall – it can be on the steps overlooking the sky – the terrace with its umpteen crows looking on us – but they are the best and I miss those conversations a lot. We just talk, we don’t give opinions neither we judge. We just talk and I’ve found that great sibling bond with those awesome conversations with her.

And then there are the amazing conversations with my daughters. Even though the ones during their toddler years are adorable, I loved it even more when I could talk to them as adults. The endless talks about this girl and that boy, the testing teachers, the teen issues, the books read, doing the HP discussion on spells and what not, all the rom-coms we’ve watched together, people’s behavior and attitudes, why this superstition and why not that – when I sit to think about it, those talks have made them strong and confident and not to feel awkward about expressing one’s thoughts.

Even though I’m not a great fan of group conversations, there is this place where I’m myself and I love the openness and fun there – my kind of girls group. Did I forget to mention it’s on Whatsapp and I’m loving it there ?? πŸ˜€ Β Even though I keep typing my thoughts, its great conversation to be there.

Of course, Facebook conversations work great for me with all the new found online friends – there is great exchange of thoughts and ideas and I love it totally.

Those conversations with the neighbor on the corridor…

The casual conversation with the older mamis in our apartment temple…

Those BBC kind of informative conversations with my house-help, Muthu…you know, I actually love the way she talks with me. Β Yesterday, I discovered one of my sandals was missing which I had left it outside my flat. Β When I told Muthu about it, she just went on and on about the various incidents on sandal / shoe stealing that has been happening in our apartments. I felt very naive about living in this apartment and knowing nothing about it, while she comes for a few hours and is up-to-date on the happenings here.

When I used to stay in Hyd, my best friend used to stay in the next block. Β Even though we had an intercom to talk our heart out or a mobile to chat wherever we want, we were amused by our conversations over the balconies using sign language πŸ˜€ Β Also, all the evenings saw a few of us gather near the play area for a laughter-filled conversation session, which used to be our stress buster and feel lighter time.

When my best friend of college days traced my number and called me, I had one of the best conversations in life, with her. We just picked up from where we left decades ago. It was quite easy and the flow of words and topics, still matched amazingly. Β That is one conversation to cherish for my lifetime.

This post on conversations can never be complete without the dining table conversations….aaahhh…with hot rasam and pappad, conversations at the dining table are the best. Β All of us talking about our daily routines with lip smacking sounds in-between make it all the more memorable, on a day-to-day basis.

And finally, here is the picture which initiated the whole post.

IMG-20150630-WA0001If you look beyond the beauty of the room, you can find two happy people conversing as there is no tomorrow. The early morning birds chirping away at the background, the morning freshness of the garden around and a hot cup of coffee in hand made it all the more memorable. I don’t remember on what we spoke, but that happy conversation moment is etched in memory. Β And I thank my daughter for capturing this moment for me.

So, what are your favorites ??



27 Replies to “Conversations”

    1. Thank you and welcome here πŸ™‚
      An early bird comment makes my day πŸ˜€
      I totally agree but only when we stand in their shoes do we get to know what’s troubling them…I used to be quite selective about the people with whom I converse. Blogging changed everything for me. They too will find something that changes the way of life for them…


  1. What a sweet post. πŸ™‚ I love how you wrote about the topic.But you know what, with that smile of yours as a bonus, any conversation with you ought to be interesting πŸ˜€
    And that is really a lovely capture of a beautiful moment.

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  2. We, I and my husband do this everyday in the morning in our balcony watching the trees and birds with a cup of tea in the morning. With son, it is mostly the dining table. Even when we have guests, normally, we serve them first and then sit and eat, mostly alone. But it has changed now. Even if we have 10 guests, he insists on me eating with all of them, six on the table, others sitting in chairs with plates in our hands.

    Girlie talk with sister is entirely different…it goes for hours. I used to chat with my mother too for hours together about her past/childhood mostly than the present in the later years. She used to talk a lot about her childhood than her married life and children!

    Interesting post!

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    1. Thanks Sandhya πŸ˜€
      Yes indeed…balcony on an early morning is certainly wonderful !
      And I like what your son is insisting on you doing – eat with everyone…thats the best to be part of the conversation !

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  3. Ah. Conversations, soul food πŸ™‚ And as Shail asked… conversations of a whatsapp group? Interesting. But yeah, if you can have that and not endless forwards, it’s the thing I tell ya πŸ˜‰ πŸ™‚

    Lovely post, Uma!

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