Picture this...

It’s 7am and you’re in bed. The voice of MS Subbulakshmi gently finds its way into your ears pulling you out of a deep slumber.

There’s a cold breeze coming through the window. From the rustle of newspaper pages, you know dad is in his favourite chair.

Mom is bargaining with the flower lady for two extra inches of mallige (jasmine). You recognise the sound of Uncle’s bicycle bell, the friendly neighbourhood milkman.

The sparrows are at it again... And before you know it, the aroma of fresh filter coffee has filled the house. The pressure cooker whistles the second time and just like that, the pressure to get going begins to build.

Sounds familiar?

So will Mohana and friends. :)