This was my first Sudha Murty children's book and like all her other books, it did not disappoint. Sudha Murty is an author par excellence in my opinion and I was itching to read another one of her books after finishing all her adult books.
Nooni, born and brought up in Bangalore, lives there with her parents. When her mother needs to attend a training for 6 weeks in Delhi, Nooni grabs the opportunity to spend her summer holidays with her Ajji and Ajja at their village Somanahalli in Karnataka. Idyllic days are spent learning to ride the bicycle, having picnics by the banks of the river, helping her Ajji make papads & pickles, helping with wedding preparations, hearing stories from her Ajja and Ajji and making many friends. Along the way Nooni and her friends stumble upon an archeological find and what ensures is an adventure galore. An heartwarming village way of life, Nooni and her father discover how a simple life can be so enriching. With the constant guidance and teaching…
You know 2018 is going to be a great year when you get a book launch invite in the 1st week of January by non other than your niece. What an extremely exciting and proud moment!
I have seen Ruhee grow up from being an ace student and sports person to a beautiful and multi talented young lady. But the most important of it all is that she is one of the nicest people I know with a beautiful soul. The first thing that comes to mind when I ever think about Ruhee are her hugs, the warmth of her tight embrace and the love that simply pours out. She gives the best hugs ever! I had no idea what the book was about, but knowing Ruhee everyone who read it would have something to take away from the stories.
Girls and Boys is her first published book and is a collection of short stories targeted at children between 5-8 years old. It was written by her when she was just 8 years old and according to her the stories depict her ideal world, the way she saw it when she was a little girl. The kids can r…
When the hubby suggested an overseas holiday with 2 preschoolers, I laughed at him until I had tears streaming down my face. Was he really serious? The 2 of us alone with the 2 of them for 8 long days. Maybe he had been working too long and too hard. Did he forget that our house looked like a hurricane had hit every weekend!
Maybe it was too early in the morning and he was sleep talking. A cup of coffee later, a picture of the many possible disastrous outcomes of this idea were painted but he stood his ground. Then like a typical Indian "Ma" I used the last resort I could, to change his mind....."what will I feed them there!?"
But as days went by, swayed by the phoren shopping promises and all that we could "see and do," I too was bitten by the travel bug and the deal was sealed. Tickets were booked and hotel reservations made. Only thing left now was the to pray to all the Indian Gods to help maintain my sanity.