Tars has gone for board and train in Quadrant K9 Institute. It's like a school for him. Hemanth and Jagan had been nudging me for a while, but I resisted a lot at first, convinced that his training was our responsibility alone as parents. What changed my mind was realising that our packed days were shrinking his world; if he's ever to trek and travel with us, he needs space and time to explore on his own. Overtime he had grown to develop fear and anxiety around unfamiliar places without us. I cried the whole way back, but this break feels right. Seeing him running around and learn in videos eases the ache. I'm learning too to be a better parent.
With BB and Chooku, he has got company, and maybe a secret plan by the three to return home. All are happy and safe
With more time in hand over weekends, I've been pausing to watch movies. I've always enjoyed Thiyagaraja Kumararaja's films and interviews, so I ended up watching the Modern Love Chennai anthology. I liked Ninaivo Oru Paravai.
The style is unusual, it feels like a deliberate choice by the director to make it a film you can't fully grasp in one sitting. With OTT platforms, this kind of storytelling works well, with clues scattered throughout, and different doors opening each time you watch.
It also inspired me to take photos of mundane, inanimate objects around me; Frames I don't usually visit, but which now feel quietly alive.I used Sony Alpha 6400 mirrorless
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Hemanth gifted me Ukulele. I got curious about strings, and I find it fascinating how much of its sound depend on regular tuning; even with my stiff hands, I'm enjoying the strumming and singing along.
On one of the days, I spent a quiet evening on Church Street, my favorite part of the city with much memories. Picked up a few books at Blossoms and have already started Ted Chiang's Exhalation.
Art has a way to yield pause to busy life. I may get bored if I stay still for a long time but this is a much needed relief.
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