Dear Readers, you may notice the dates of the Blog do not match the Flash Post dates which are in real time. The blog was written in 2009 and saw the light of day 6 months back when my younger daughter discovered it and decided to bring it to you here.
Flash Post 212!

Flash Post 212!

Button, on Saturday morning, after a session of yoga, I walked into our bedroom to find one road-facing window I had never opened for fear of being subjected to lots of high-pitched vehicle noises, wide open. Barididi had flung them open like she does with the window in her room and it seemed that air that had not been given access from that end of our room had suddenly got a release and was in the process of letting out its pent-up angst as it raced through the window on the opposite side–in and out, back in again–thus making the room cool and very different for a change.

I have been witness to conversations between you two where she’s asked you to open that particular window and you have flatly refused.

For a moment, I realised that the apartment’s been so beautifully designed that the cross ventilation is picture perfect where one can even do without a fan or air-conditioning at times. What I do every morning following last Saturday, is open that window and the one opposite that every morning and, believe me, the room feels like a different room. Especially now, with the monsoon in full swing. Once in a while, some cold rain water is swept inside the room which actually forces me to look away from whatever I are doing and gaze at the sheet of water that’s pouring down as well as at the greenery outside.

It’s strange how a single window thrown open to nature has made such a huge difference to your life. How has Dost taken to this new exercise?

He loves it though he did complain about the traffic sounds this morning!

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