Your story in my Blog - Spilling and Splashing by Krishna Mohan Menon

Hi,

I remember visiting the pantry car of a train, as a child. In there were two huge steel vessels with boiling water, placed close. As the train moved these would rock violently, spilling and splashing the boiling water around. These would spill water, sometimes on the floor and sometimes into the other, and in the process empting themselves.

I sometimes feel the relationships in youth, be it ours or our parents when they were younger, are in a way like those tumblers in the pantry. The feeling