Raised by Dots, Curves & Stories : A KOLAM-ified Childhood
Every morning of my childhood, I watched my mother wake up before the rest of the household. As the sky slowly shifted colours—from deep indigo to pale gold—I would lie half-awake, listening. First came the rhythmic swish–swish of the eerkamkombu / eerkili, the broom made from coconut leaf midrib, sweeping the courtyard clean. Then followed […]