Part I
Part II
The poor nature of the sundal at Anantharaman’s household was not a cause for worry for us Golu dolls, though it was symbolically offered as part of evening prayers. The problem was the singing we had to listen in. The Anantharamans were proud that the family was gifted musically, that included their three daughters who were [...]
Archive for September, 2009
The Golu III
Posted in story, tagged my sundal's sad though my singing ain't on September 21, 2009 | 34 Comments »
The Golu- II
Posted in story on September 17, 2009 | 20 Comments »
Part I
We are a portly pair of Chettiar dolls from Thanjavur. I am clad in silk veshti, flashing a belly button on my protruding tummy, with gold chains around my plump neck. My round head swings on the neck as a separate piece and my smiling face nods delicately, if touched. My wife, dressed in [...]
The Golu
Posted in story, tagged bommai, clay dolls, golu, navaratri on September 12, 2009 | 39 Comments »
Allow me to introduce ourselves. We are seated on decorated tiers, colourful dolls on a tower of steps, privy to all kinds of gossip and whispers in the household. We even know Mohana’s secret.
We are celebratory icons, on display for a brief while and hence witness to the happenings of T.S.Anantharaman’s family for nine [...]
