Palm Sunday
Palms remind me of my granny. She made baskets out of them for my grandpa to collect grass for the cows they kept. She also made a lot of toys for us, watches, glasses, cubes. The palms from Palm Sunday reminded me of my granny.
Namaskaram! I'm Anish, I play, teach and learn music. I started writing here from September 27, 2021. Inspired by Seth Godin, I write one blog post a day. After about 3 years of writing, I took a month’s break, writing privately. I write about the things happening around me, prose, fiction and everything else that I want to share with the world. WARNING! You may peek into all these virtual windows to my soul, enter at your own risk and do not get yourself defenestrated!
Palms remind me of my granny. She made baskets out of them for my grandpa to collect grass for the cows they kept. She also made a lot of toys for us, watches, glasses, cubes. The palms from Palm Sunday reminded me of my granny.
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