I was all set to write my blog.Peacefully with out any interruptions,in my bedroom,on a green bed sheet with the windows open and the nice Bangalore weather for company. However,it was tossed out of tossed out of those very niche French windows.V and Aku barged in and started their verbal war.
There is always this thing that goes in my mind.
"am i being able to connect both of them?"
"is aku able to find that father figure in V?"
"is V being the right,good father?".
"Am i overreacting to situations and taking up Aku's side?" and much more.
Then I tell my mind "relax,alex,all is well".I tend to get a little protective about aku,more than anyone i guess.He is my love and there is no way i can close that door of over protectiveness about him,even with the new baby around. I was so paranoid,that i would get up in the middle of the night and think "what if someone takes him away?"."what if he misses his bus and does not know how to get back to school?" and much more.
I have overcome most of it.However,i am still not convinced about way I let V handle him.I know I am too hard on V and i hope that someday,i will be able to overcome it.
"God please let me overcome it"!!!!!!!!!!!
Monday, December 6, 2010
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Good Morning
Good Morning,
I have been up from 4 am in the morning and watching movies,feeding my 5 month old,making coffee for my hubby who just got back from work.I am not tired and I am in a very good mood(hope it remains till the end of today).
Been wanting to write a book for the past 6 years.Yes,6 years is a long time to think and a long time to gather material.you would have thought that I did.However,I have no even picked up a twig yet and have no clue where to start.All I know is I want to write books and not the ones that preach or tell you to get up and move on.I want to write something that is familiar and something that i have lived through.I tried one day to write a fantasy book,even picked up names like "namerain"(name of the lead character).however,after 2 paragraphs,I left the page and wandered into the kitchen to make pasta.
Why is there a need for me to write a book? why is there a need for me make a living out of writing?I don't know the answer to that questions as yet.All I know is that I derive a sense of pleasure out of penning those words or more like typing those letters on the keyboard and listening to that sound of the letters being typed or looking at each and every letter form a word.
I thought writing can be done by starting to write articles on the web,you know the SEO or writing about a razer that is so important that you end up writing about all the things a razor could do!I took up umpteen assignments on the same and then realized that I HATE THEM.The guys who gave me those assignments called like 10 times asking me for the finished work and i had o make some excuse.Reason - I never did go beyond one para.I hated what it made me feel like.It felt like I was writing for someone else(which I was).
So, I gave up and did not write at all.In fact there was nothing to write about.I mean there is always something to write about.However, I did not have the patience to write.then again I read this someones thoughts on writing and it somehow made an impact on me.
You know how they say everything happens for a reason and the reason for me to stay up and read this was for a reason.I think it was to tell me,that you cannot be hard on you and you cannot expect yourself to write unless you know and believe in what you are writing( I used the word writing like a zillion times here).
There is always a point in life where you journey begins.There is always a reason to start something.Sometimes you know the reason and sometimes you do not.Don't pause ans think and ask yourself.Just go with the flow and the reason will come and tell you "deethi,this is the reason why you are here".I am no more going to wait for a moment or time to start writing.I will write when I feel happy,sad,gay, disappointed and many more moods.I will write when I want to be hear by myself and i will write for my happiness!
P.S - also when my 5 month old and my 7-year-old,tell me mama "we love you" and when my V tell me "i love you"
I have been up from 4 am in the morning and watching movies,feeding my 5 month old,making coffee for my hubby who just got back from work.I am not tired and I am in a very good mood(hope it remains till the end of today).
Been wanting to write a book for the past 6 years.Yes,6 years is a long time to think and a long time to gather material.you would have thought that I did.However,I have no even picked up a twig yet and have no clue where to start.All I know is I want to write books and not the ones that preach or tell you to get up and move on.I want to write something that is familiar and something that i have lived through.I tried one day to write a fantasy book,even picked up names like "namerain"(name of the lead character).however,after 2 paragraphs,I left the page and wandered into the kitchen to make pasta.
Why is there a need for me to write a book? why is there a need for me make a living out of writing?I don't know the answer to that questions as yet.All I know is that I derive a sense of pleasure out of penning those words or more like typing those letters on the keyboard and listening to that sound of the letters being typed or looking at each and every letter form a word.
I thought writing can be done by starting to write articles on the web,you know the SEO or writing about a razer that is so important that you end up writing about all the things a razor could do!I took up umpteen assignments on the same and then realized that I HATE THEM.The guys who gave me those assignments called like 10 times asking me for the finished work and i had o make some excuse.Reason - I never did go beyond one para.I hated what it made me feel like.It felt like I was writing for someone else(which I was).
So, I gave up and did not write at all.In fact there was nothing to write about.I mean there is always something to write about.However, I did not have the patience to write.then again I read this someones thoughts on writing and it somehow made an impact on me.
You know how they say everything happens for a reason and the reason for me to stay up and read this was for a reason.I think it was to tell me,that you cannot be hard on you and you cannot expect yourself to write unless you know and believe in what you are writing( I used the word writing like a zillion times here).
There is always a point in life where you journey begins.There is always a reason to start something.Sometimes you know the reason and sometimes you do not.Don't pause ans think and ask yourself.Just go with the flow and the reason will come and tell you "deethi,this is the reason why you are here".I am no more going to wait for a moment or time to start writing.I will write when I feel happy,sad,gay, disappointed and many more moods.I will write when I want to be hear by myself and i will write for my happiness!
P.S - also when my 5 month old and my 7-year-old,tell me mama "we love you" and when my V tell me "i love you"
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
weight thrown around!
Been a long long long longgggggg Holiday and yes I think I did have good time diary :D.When i write in my blog,the picture that automatically comes to my mind is of a young me, scribbilling her way through the diary.Then safely locking it ( had one of those cute ones that you could lock) and then search the whole room for the lost key the next day.Here i forget my password and everyday I click on "lost password" link :)
I think the 3 months effect of being a new mother is slowly wading off.Ask me how?" how deethi how?,Well I went to the tailor to get a salwar stitched and seriously I was not at all happy with the thing called tape and the thing called measurements I saw!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.I was in tears when the Tailor looked my sad face and said "hota hai maadamjo hota hai" and I was like "kya hota hai" and he said "Size aur bada hota hai"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ayooooooooooo save me :(
Then there is my hair, throughout pregnancy i fell in love with my curls.oh!how curly,noodles like they looked and now after 3 months,I will be surprised if they look even like wires that i hang my clothes one :(
I don't have a single tee that fits me and all i have is size s and xs and hoping that i will land in them soon i keep them safe.My mother looks at them and at me and says "hmm,i was like this after you and look where i am now".she is put on more kgs people :(
So i started playing badminton today and i was kinda puffft after few serves.but,hell goes to heaven or heaven goes to hell.I shall get back to at least the M size and at least i can tell my daughter-in-law "i was a figure then ma" :P "even after the second one" :D
I think the 3 months effect of being a new mother is slowly wading off.Ask me how?" how deethi how?,Well I went to the tailor to get a salwar stitched and seriously I was not at all happy with the thing called tape and the thing called measurements I saw!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.I was in tears when the Tailor looked my sad face and said "hota hai maadamjo hota hai" and I was like "kya hota hai" and he said "Size aur bada hota hai"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ayooooooooooo save me :(
Then there is my hair, throughout pregnancy i fell in love with my curls.oh!how curly,noodles like they looked and now after 3 months,I will be surprised if they look even like wires that i hang my clothes one :(
I don't have a single tee that fits me and all i have is size s and xs and hoping that i will land in them soon i keep them safe.My mother looks at them and at me and says "hmm,i was like this after you and look where i am now".she is put on more kgs people :(
So i started playing badminton today and i was kinda puffft after few serves.but,hell goes to heaven or heaven goes to hell.I shall get back to at least the M size and at least i can tell my daughter-in-law "i was a figure then ma" :P "even after the second one" :D
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
My city,My lane
Vyas is screaming for attention and calls out for me more than often.His little ugoo's are catching my heart everyday and i just cannot say how happy i feel when i see him give his toothless smile :)
Aku started reading to vyas and he read from his "magic Stories" book and keeps asking vyas all the questions i used to ask aku after i read a story and poor vyas,just looks at his brother and smiles :)
Feel good to and looking forward for those 10 days at amma's home in hyderabad.As a teenager my brother and i used to hate our area or those little lanes where we live.It is in the old part of secundrabad.We used to scream and yell at our parents,asking them to get to the hip side of the city.Most of the time or say always,we kept out friends away from home,thinking freak what will they think? and also spent most time in the happening areas at that time,like banjara,jubilee or sainikpuri.However i just realized that,those tiny lanes have so much activity in them.When i come out to my balcony in the post gates community in Bangalore,i miss noise around me.I mis kids screaming and playing gulli cricket.I miss neighbours sitting out and gossiping.I miss aunties bringing over savouries and snacks.i miss sitting in the front yard when it is hot and drinking juice or butter milk and chatting with relatives and friends.I miss not having t knock to go to any house there and miss the way we celebrate functions and festivals.
I am gad I belong to Seethphalmandi and am proud to be a citizen there :)
Aku started reading to vyas and he read from his "magic Stories" book and keeps asking vyas all the questions i used to ask aku after i read a story and poor vyas,just looks at his brother and smiles :)
Feel good to and looking forward for those 10 days at amma's home in hyderabad.As a teenager my brother and i used to hate our area or those little lanes where we live.It is in the old part of secundrabad.We used to scream and yell at our parents,asking them to get to the hip side of the city.Most of the time or say always,we kept out friends away from home,thinking freak what will they think? and also spent most time in the happening areas at that time,like banjara,jubilee or sainikpuri.However i just realized that,those tiny lanes have so much activity in them.When i come out to my balcony in the post gates community in Bangalore,i miss noise around me.I mis kids screaming and playing gulli cricket.I miss neighbours sitting out and gossiping.I miss aunties bringing over savouries and snacks.i miss sitting in the front yard when it is hot and drinking juice or butter milk and chatting with relatives and friends.I miss not having t knock to go to any house there and miss the way we celebrate functions and festivals.
I am gad I belong to Seethphalmandi and am proud to be a citizen there :)
Monday, October 4, 2010
Screwed up?
I wanted to talk to a friend today,tried her number and that was off.I then called my amma and spoke to her for a bit and felt better.Now here is the deal, I am pretty pissed off with this friend.I am in the same city that she is visiting and 2 days and no calls nothing.I did not even know that she was here.But,thanks to FB i am updated.
Sometimes and just many times V says I overreact and except a lot.but,then I say when you give the same,you expect the same.Some say don't except and I say hell, I do.That is how I am made and I am not willing to change few things in me.Like how to change? say "oh i do matter to them"?.Once I got to know the same friend had a major fight with her hubby and called this other common friend.I got to know,cause the common friend slipped tongue and then i asked lets say X,why she did not tell me about the fight?.Then immediately X called the common friend while i was there and i think asked her not to tell me much.Well that hurt as I consider this one X as few of my good friends.
X is also good friend with this one friend Y who thought I had ego and was jealous and said it straight to me and also used to walk out every time was in a party or a common ground.I spoke to this one patiently and told her that she has a problem and to deal with it.X at that time told me that Y was stupid to say that and btw I was the one who introduced X to Y.Now after what Y said about me,X id great friends with Y and i just cannot fathom on how X invites both of us to the same do.I am sorry i cannot ignore and it just does not get comfortable.Over the month I realized that Y is a good friend and we back as friends but not the same as we were :(
Now i think it is high time i give up all these relations and just stay "chill" as my mind and body is.There you go my frustration is out :)
Sometimes and just many times V says I overreact and except a lot.but,then I say when you give the same,you expect the same.Some say don't except and I say hell, I do.That is how I am made and I am not willing to change few things in me.Like how to change? say "oh i do matter to them"?.Once I got to know the same friend had a major fight with her hubby and called this other common friend.I got to know,cause the common friend slipped tongue and then i asked lets say X,why she did not tell me about the fight?.Then immediately X called the common friend while i was there and i think asked her not to tell me much.Well that hurt as I consider this one X as few of my good friends.
X is also good friend with this one friend Y who thought I had ego and was jealous and said it straight to me and also used to walk out every time was in a party or a common ground.I spoke to this one patiently and told her that she has a problem and to deal with it.X at that time told me that Y was stupid to say that and btw I was the one who introduced X to Y.Now after what Y said about me,X id great friends with Y and i just cannot fathom on how X invites both of us to the same do.I am sorry i cannot ignore and it just does not get comfortable.Over the month I realized that Y is a good friend and we back as friends but not the same as we were :(
Now i think it is high time i give up all these relations and just stay "chill" as my mind and body is.There you go my frustration is out :)
Sunday, October 3, 2010
That Sunday,This Sunday!
There were times on a Sunday, all I would do is sleep,get up,get brunch,go for a movie or chill at home with movies and then go for a party at night.
These are Sundays where I get up feed the baby,massage him,give him a bath,give aku a bath,feed him something,get some coffee and do the duties.get out for another shout for milk,serve lunch (thankfully i have a cook).dust the home,wash clothes and wait for another load to be washed,dry them and make tea and then do some other work.
Being a home maker is not easy and on top of it if you have no help then you go crazy.V helps me with the baby and does things when i do ask him to do.What I would really really like??? yeh some kind of...forgetting that word..you know when V knows what to do when and does not need to me to tell him what to do.That is what I want.
I was supposed to get help from in-laws, some maid,but that backed out ( i know somehow that it was someone who asked that maid to stay put where she was).In-laws is another thing and I will write about those stories later.
For now,I got time to update my blog and vent my freaking frustration out.Also a friend was supposed to update me on life and they just forgot I exist...yeh,I am having a hellish weekend :) with a nice movie that kept me lol in the early hours called GOA...watch it a neat,kickass Tamil movie....
These are Sundays where I get up feed the baby,massage him,give him a bath,give aku a bath,feed him something,get some coffee and do the duties.get out for another shout for milk,serve lunch (thankfully i have a cook).dust the home,wash clothes and wait for another load to be washed,dry them and make tea and then do some other work.
Being a home maker is not easy and on top of it if you have no help then you go crazy.V helps me with the baby and does things when i do ask him to do.What I would really really like??? yeh some kind of...forgetting that word..you know when V knows what to do when and does not need to me to tell him what to do.That is what I want.
I was supposed to get help from in-laws, some maid,but that backed out ( i know somehow that it was someone who asked that maid to stay put where she was).In-laws is another thing and I will write about those stories later.
For now,I got time to update my blog and vent my freaking frustration out.Also a friend was supposed to update me on life and they just forgot I exist...yeh,I am having a hellish weekend :) with a nice movie that kept me lol in the early hours called GOA...watch it a neat,kickass Tamil movie....
Saturday, October 2, 2010
I am that Girl
I cannot think of the name of that particular movie.However I was reminded it again today.It is about this guy who dates women and when they break up with him,they get married.
My story has been somewhat similar,just that in this case.I am that guy!All the men I have dated till now,are married and the best part is, that they found their better halves after they broke up with me.My husband calls me the good luck charm.For him I was just that girl who he was supposed to,wanted to with heart and soul and married me.
My Ex's are all happily married and today one such ex and a great friend came over to spend the weekend with us along with his wifey.I am so gald that even though the relationships have gone sour the friendship still remians intact and I am sure it will be for ages to come.
I once wrote and entire post on a topic related to this and you can find it here
Good luck and have a great relationship with everyone around you :)
My story has been somewhat similar,just that in this case.I am that guy!All the men I have dated till now,are married and the best part is, that they found their better halves after they broke up with me.My husband calls me the good luck charm.For him I was just that girl who he was supposed to,wanted to with heart and soul and married me.
My Ex's are all happily married and today one such ex and a great friend came over to spend the weekend with us along with his wifey.I am so gald that even though the relationships have gone sour the friendship still remians intact and I am sure it will be for ages to come.
I once wrote and entire post on a topic related to this and you can find it here
Good luck and have a great relationship with everyone around you :)
Friday, October 1, 2010
Vinod's Photography
They say that God gave us eyes to see,look,stare, ogle and much more.Sometimes he does give us a reason too!Well my hubby Vinod has two eyes like all of us.However,he has an other eye or the thing we call "Third Eye" and that is best described when you go and look at his flickr page. and his photoblog
Vinod started his passion as I call it,just about an year ago.He has since then got raring reviews from all those who watched his work and has been getting numerous assignments too.He works full time at a corporate and during weekends he becomes a photographer.I am posting few of his works,(actually one!) here and also the links to his page a above.The photos are also for sale.If you want to buy any or want him to click a few an use his "Third eye" then mail me dtanikela and him chandramouli.vinod (we are both on gmail.)
*photograph is a copyright of Vinod Chandramouli and copying is not a good idea!
Vinod started his passion as I call it,just about an year ago.He has since then got raring reviews from all those who watched his work and has been getting numerous assignments too.He works full time at a corporate and during weekends he becomes a photographer.I am posting few of his works,(actually one!) here and also the links to his page a above.The photos are also for sale.If you want to buy any or want him to click a few an use his "Third eye" then mail me dtanikela and him chandramouli.vinod (we are both on gmail.)
*photograph is a copyright of Vinod Chandramouli and copying is not a good idea!
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
MOTHER!
You know that no matter where you are,what you do and (who you do:P),could not resist putting that one!there is always your mothers voice somewhere deep in your head.So,for me it is like she keeps talking to me every time.
I have no regrets on that one though.I would want her to be there and talk to me and tell me all those things that i need to know.there is this running joke in our family "take a huge picture of you mom and frame it up near the door".I would not mind doing that.
She went thought so much to put bread in out mouth,that it would not be enough to thank her in THIS LIFE.I miss her today and happy that she is going to be here with me soon :D.So here's to all mothers around the world
LOVE YOU WOMAN!
I have no regrets on that one though.I would want her to be there and talk to me and tell me all those things that i need to know.there is this running joke in our family "take a huge picture of you mom and frame it up near the door".I would not mind doing that.
She went thought so much to put bread in out mouth,that it would not be enough to thank her in THIS LIFE.I miss her today and happy that she is going to be here with me soon :D.So here's to all mothers around the world
LOVE YOU WOMAN!
Monday, September 27, 2010
Paris, je t'aime (2006)
V and I were watching this movie called Paris,Je t'aime,the other day.One of my all time favorite movies till day. It give true meaning to story telling.
there is one story in it (segment "Loin du 16e").Oh it is heart touching,it is about a mother who leaves her kid in the crehce and goes to work in another house to take care of another kid (there the story is said) and that is what is is all about.it is acted,directed so beautifully.
It takes just one minute to tell a story through lens and this ones takes that cake.Actually all the stories are too good to be rated bad.I mean each story tells you something new about life and emotions around it.There is another one by Gurinder Chadda (segment "Quais de Seine"),oh that one is too good.It is all said in about 5 minutes and the old man at the end makes it all.
If you have time please go and grab a DVD and watch it!
there is one story in it (segment "Loin du 16e").Oh it is heart touching,it is about a mother who leaves her kid in the crehce and goes to work in another house to take care of another kid (there the story is said) and that is what is is all about.it is acted,directed so beautifully.
It takes just one minute to tell a story through lens and this ones takes that cake.Actually all the stories are too good to be rated bad.I mean each story tells you something new about life and emotions around it.There is another one by Gurinder Chadda (segment "Quais de Seine"),oh that one is too good.It is all said in about 5 minutes and the old man at the end makes it all.
If you have time please go and grab a DVD and watch it!
Sunday, September 26, 2010
I will be there!
I was reading achievers under 35 in India Today,it is amazing to watch that India has some of the best and the most amazing Talented people in the world.
There are figures(that i do not believe are true).However,the talents of the guys are just out of the box,take a look at them here and you would really feel proud to have read and known some of them.
http://indiatoday.intoday.in/site/
next year i will be there!
There are figures(that i do not believe are true).However,the talents of the guys are just out of the box,take a look at them here and you would really feel proud to have read and known some of them.
http://indiatoday.intoday.in/site/
next year i will be there!
Saturday, September 25, 2010
no,no curd in it!!!!!!!!
So, has anyone tasted sambar? of course yes.Then you go and mix that with rice.Now, what do you call it? I call it sambar rice.
But today I ate something same but different name, it is called ( all kannadigas will hate me for this)bisibelebath.I know, I know it is a kannda dish and it is supposed to be fantastic.However even the sambar that i make is good when you mix it with rice!
and then i tried to mix it with crud and V yelled saying that is an offence!Sorry but for me curd,pickle any day is a dish better than none
But today I ate something same but different name, it is called ( all kannadigas will hate me for this)bisibelebath.I know, I know it is a kannda dish and it is supposed to be fantastic.However even the sambar that i make is good when you mix it with rice!
and then i tried to mix it with crud and V yelled saying that is an offence!Sorry but for me curd,pickle any day is a dish better than none
Friday, September 24, 2010
So I just took the Nablopomo oath,It is a neat idea and it helps most of us.i mean can you imagine a writer with a writers block for months together.This kind of oath helps us write regularly and keep up with words and say F*&k you block.
Writing about writers, there was this teacher of mine(yeh they means teachers write,so story co-relates to writing).i used to go to tuitions and the worst was those tuitions were walkable distance.yes, from my bedroom to the front room.Amma was so sure that I would bunk and go gallavanting that she got him home and got others kids in the colony to get home for those dammed classes.Anyway main story lo,he was one rude b****rd,he used to torture most of the kids in weird ways.Like pouring candle wax on hands (for neat handwriting) or he would make them (not me.If he ever touched me or beat me,i would scream and bite him and i did that once.bit off his flesh near his arm! :P so proud i am.) sit on one leg for 10 min.Can you imagine a 10 year old sitting like that for 10 min.F****r,if he was reading this he would die with pain and wince at my abuses.
One day there was this kid called Dileep,who was my friends younger brother.He forgot to get his maths book.So this bastard (there i said it),asked him to strip and made him stand naked near the main gate.Our home was close to the road and everyone could see what was happening inside the compound.Poor D was so offended and he was crying like a baby.Yes this D was in his 7th standard.I can still see him saying "sir,sorry sir,please don;t do this to me".
That is when the miracle happened,my mother was just getting back from work and she saw this amazing spectacle in front,more like inside our home.I still remember her not walking but running faster than a deer,she pulled D from the bund and gave him a towel and then asked to change.She then got to know what happened.because the kids could not control anymore and we were talking like those 2 year olds who talk non stop when they realize they can!
You know what my MOTHER,AMMA,Thaye did????????
She politely asked my teacher to get out and before that she asked D to do what he wants to do with him.What did D do?? he looked and looked into the teachers eyes for about 1 minute and then said "idiot".Ha,idiot that was it.by the time anyone could realize what was happening,I,me,naan,nenu, the great was at his feet dropping hot candle wax.He was jumping up and down like a F*****n freak and he ran and ran.
Dont know where D and his sister are or the broken master.But,whenever i see candle or the hot wax drops on me,i think of this and laugh and not wince in pain!
Writing about writers, there was this teacher of mine(yeh they means teachers write,so story co-relates to writing).i used to go to tuitions and the worst was those tuitions were walkable distance.yes, from my bedroom to the front room.Amma was so sure that I would bunk and go gallavanting that she got him home and got others kids in the colony to get home for those dammed classes.Anyway main story lo,he was one rude b****rd,he used to torture most of the kids in weird ways.Like pouring candle wax on hands (for neat handwriting) or he would make them (not me.If he ever touched me or beat me,i would scream and bite him and i did that once.bit off his flesh near his arm! :P so proud i am.) sit on one leg for 10 min.Can you imagine a 10 year old sitting like that for 10 min.F****r,if he was reading this he would die with pain and wince at my abuses.
One day there was this kid called Dileep,who was my friends younger brother.He forgot to get his maths book.So this bastard (there i said it),asked him to strip and made him stand naked near the main gate.Our home was close to the road and everyone could see what was happening inside the compound.Poor D was so offended and he was crying like a baby.Yes this D was in his 7th standard.I can still see him saying "sir,sorry sir,please don;t do this to me".
That is when the miracle happened,my mother was just getting back from work and she saw this amazing spectacle in front,more like inside our home.I still remember her not walking but running faster than a deer,she pulled D from the bund and gave him a towel and then asked to change.She then got to know what happened.because the kids could not control anymore and we were talking like those 2 year olds who talk non stop when they realize they can!
You know what my MOTHER,AMMA,Thaye did????????
She politely asked my teacher to get out and before that she asked D to do what he wants to do with him.What did D do?? he looked and looked into the teachers eyes for about 1 minute and then said "idiot".Ha,idiot that was it.by the time anyone could realize what was happening,I,me,naan,nenu, the great was at his feet dropping hot candle wax.He was jumping up and down like a F*****n freak and he ran and ran.
Dont know where D and his sister are or the broken master.But,whenever i see candle or the hot wax drops on me,i think of this and laugh and not wince in pain!
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Bang Life!
There are so many things that come to your mind on everyday basis.Sometimes you just don't give them much importance.However,few days you just ponder over and over on those thoughts and they hit you hard.I often do it and i feel sometimes that i am over doing it.So,the best way i realized was not to stop them,but let them ponder and then wander away and it is helping me.hope it helps you too.
I keep meeting so many interesting people in my life and feel blessed to have met them.Like after my move to bang i met few amazing people.M and N and S and R and many more.M is here with me almost everyday and helping me get over my fear of staying alone.I think sometimes i irritate her by asking her to drop by everyday.However she knows her and my limits and tells me exactly what is expected out and I kind of like that space.hope people get to meet good,crazy,normal people and know that sometimes,lets just stay sometimes they do exist.
my day 3 staying alone and i am not yet getting used to it.I get often tensed by around 1 am and keep pacing up and down and looking at the kid or standing in the balcony.there are so many well wishers who have given me amazing words of strength and advice and it is going to work (fingers crossed).I think the more i talk about it the more i feel like i am not alone but with parents,hubby and friends support
I keep meeting so many interesting people in my life and feel blessed to have met them.Like after my move to bang i met few amazing people.M and N and S and R and many more.M is here with me almost everyday and helping me get over my fear of staying alone.I think sometimes i irritate her by asking her to drop by everyday.However she knows her and my limits and tells me exactly what is expected out and I kind of like that space.hope people get to meet good,crazy,normal people and know that sometimes,lets just stay sometimes they do exist.
my day 3 staying alone and i am not yet getting used to it.I get often tensed by around 1 am and keep pacing up and down and looking at the kid or standing in the balcony.there are so many well wishers who have given me amazing words of strength and advice and it is going to work (fingers crossed).I think the more i talk about it the more i feel like i am not alone but with parents,hubby and friends support
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
New Beginnings!
It has been more than a month since i posted anything here.Firstly no access to comp and second no access to life! I have been so busy with vyas and aku and vinod and the new home.that I am still setting home and adjusting to motherhood and many more things here in Namma Bengaluru.
It took a long time for me to realise that i have enormous responsibility now and that scared me a bit for a while.but then there is no running away from it.I choose to be this person and I am kinda adjusting to that person.However,this is not what I am.I never imagined myself sitting at home and doing things like washing clothes,cleaning the kitchen 24/7 or say not stepping out for more than a month for entertainment.
I sometimes stop what i am doing and just cry and feel terrible for feeling this way.I think it will take time for me to accept this phase and also move on to a new phase where i have time and space for myself and nothing and no one else.
On the motherhood side,vedavyas is a bundle of joy.He started recognising V and me and also his brother.He keeps us smiling and talking in his ugoo ugoo ways.His face is always calm and V got his pattern of sleep.He says that vedavyas sleeps only when he hears noise and that is soo like me.
Aku is adjusting to his new school and he misses it half the time.Reason being after an all nighter for me,i hardly wake up in the morning and he misses his school and is extremely happy about it.I think it is and will change soon.Also, he is got into the habit of reading a lot and reads a story called "The great sharp scissors".He loves it and has been reading it before going to bed for at least 20 times in 20 days.
V is also trying to get used to the baby fatherhood.I wait for him to come home in the morning and take his bag from one hand and hand over vyas on the other :).He has not complained when i call him in the middle of night and ask him to rush home.He promptly drops his work and rushes to be with me.I just keep thinking if I am making him miss his passion photography and drown him in the husband and father role. He has soo much talent as a photographer here is his link http://www.flickr.com/photos/vinodchandramouli/
This is what life is for now.I am going to be a regular writer from now.I need a place to share my thoughts and also read much more blogs :)
It took a long time for me to realise that i have enormous responsibility now and that scared me a bit for a while.but then there is no running away from it.I choose to be this person and I am kinda adjusting to that person.However,this is not what I am.I never imagined myself sitting at home and doing things like washing clothes,cleaning the kitchen 24/7 or say not stepping out for more than a month for entertainment.
I sometimes stop what i am doing and just cry and feel terrible for feeling this way.I think it will take time for me to accept this phase and also move on to a new phase where i have time and space for myself and nothing and no one else.
On the motherhood side,vedavyas is a bundle of joy.He started recognising V and me and also his brother.He keeps us smiling and talking in his ugoo ugoo ways.His face is always calm and V got his pattern of sleep.He says that vedavyas sleeps only when he hears noise and that is soo like me.
Aku is adjusting to his new school and he misses it half the time.Reason being after an all nighter for me,i hardly wake up in the morning and he misses his school and is extremely happy about it.I think it is and will change soon.Also, he is got into the habit of reading a lot and reads a story called "The great sharp scissors".He loves it and has been reading it before going to bed for at least 20 times in 20 days.
V is also trying to get used to the baby fatherhood.I wait for him to come home in the morning and take his bag from one hand and hand over vyas on the other :).He has not complained when i call him in the middle of night and ask him to rush home.He promptly drops his work and rushes to be with me.I just keep thinking if I am making him miss his passion photography and drown him in the husband and father role. He has soo much talent as a photographer here is his link http://www.flickr.com/photos/vinodchandramouli/
This is what life is for now.I am going to be a regular writer from now.I need a place to share my thoughts and also read much more blogs :)
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
vedavyas
20 days old and keeping amma busy :D
be back soon
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Friday, July 16, 2010
Happy
Made paper rockets for aku and his friends :)
Caught a green color butterfly,showed it to the kids and then let it fly :D
Felt a tiny ache and knew it was soon time for labor :P
Read Sydney Sheldon all over again : )
Made hot cuppa Masala Chai for amma,nana and myself :D
Spoke to my nephew who says "I dub you" for "i love you" and screams appachi on the phone : )
Stood out watching the various colors of green spread across the lane and home in form of trees and plants and saplings.
Got to know that V will be here on Sunday,right in time for the Delivery :D
Love all things and feel Happy :D
Caught a green color butterfly,showed it to the kids and then let it fly :D
Felt a tiny ache and knew it was soon time for labor :P
Read Sydney Sheldon all over again : )
Made hot cuppa Masala Chai for amma,nana and myself :D
Spoke to my nephew who says "I dub you" for "i love you" and screams appachi on the phone : )
Stood out watching the various colors of green spread across the lane and home in form of trees and plants and saplings.
Got to know that V will be here on Sunday,right in time for the Delivery :D
Love all things and feel Happy :D
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
M.S.Subbalakshmi and Durga Atha!
Every kid in South India or India period, gets up with a rendering voice of M.S in the background of their home. It could be from the radio in their own home or from the neighbors,however M.S.Subbulakshmi is heard everywhere.
I still play it early morning and it gives me a boost for the rest of the day.Today I dedicated my whole morning to her. Humble but a modest respect to the late Gana Saraswati. As I am typing this i have Nagumomu playing the background. Aha what a voice. It makes you forget the whole world for a while.It takes you go back to the world where you smell the fresh filter coffee,a cookers whistle in your amma's kitchen and the smell of agarbathi from the pooja room. thatha's stotras and ammamma's anklets as she enters the house from the backyard. her basket filled with flowers for the pooja.
Sree ramanavami starts with Pibare Ramarasam and to hear it sung by M.S is just like the paysam or the theertham. She sings Dolayam and you feel like swinging your whole body to the song. Just like the way Balaji in tirumala does. Her Endaro... takes you to a high, a musical high. her Vatapi...makes you run to the pooja room and fold your hands for a minute and ask Ganesha to bless you for life.
Finally her Cheri yashoda takes you back to the days when Atha used to sing it you while feeding you lunch in the balcony. Mudugari...I learnt in in my verandha from Giri Atha. there are so many memories attached to her voice and her songs. How can one ever forget her.She is immortal,as long as her voice is heard,she is.
This is to my Durga Atha who was dear to me and to many others. M.S was introduced to me by her on the tiny radio at seethaphalmandi when i was 6 years old.
P.S - wrote this a a note on F.B.However was in the same mood today :) so here it is on blog....
I still play it early morning and it gives me a boost for the rest of the day.Today I dedicated my whole morning to her. Humble but a modest respect to the late Gana Saraswati. As I am typing this i have Nagumomu playing the background. Aha what a voice. It makes you forget the whole world for a while.It takes you go back to the world where you smell the fresh filter coffee,a cookers whistle in your amma's kitchen and the smell of agarbathi from the pooja room. thatha's stotras and ammamma's anklets as she enters the house from the backyard. her basket filled with flowers for the pooja.
Sree ramanavami starts with Pibare Ramarasam and to hear it sung by M.S is just like the paysam or the theertham. She sings Dolayam and you feel like swinging your whole body to the song. Just like the way Balaji in tirumala does. Her Endaro... takes you to a high, a musical high. her Vatapi...makes you run to the pooja room and fold your hands for a minute and ask Ganesha to bless you for life.
Finally her Cheri yashoda takes you back to the days when Atha used to sing it you while feeding you lunch in the balcony. Mudugari...I learnt in in my verandha from Giri Atha. there are so many memories attached to her voice and her songs. How can one ever forget her.She is immortal,as long as her voice is heard,she is.
This is to my Durga Atha who was dear to me and to many others. M.S was introduced to me by her on the tiny radio at seethaphalmandi when i was 6 years old.
P.S - wrote this a a note on F.B.However was in the same mood today :) so here it is on blog....
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Dogs and Me :)
Dogs are such Joyful beings,was watching Marley and Me with Aku and he loved the movie.I was so moved by the scene where Jen gets home after the first miscarriage and hugs Marley and cries or the one where the kids are in the school bus and Marley is back home from hospital waiting for them.
I remember My first dog,aha no,dogs were these little dash hound puppies that my Nana(dad) got for me.He took me his friends home and asked to pick one from the litter.While I was picking up the brown pup,another black thing came and started yelping at me.I knew i had to pick that one up too.So we ended up coming home with two pups.We packed them in a carton,nana punched holes and I held them on his LML vespa.Amma freaked out when she saw two ugly creatures,but then she fell in love with them instantly too.
The black one was named tufy and yes it was for my brother and the brown was named softy for me :).They were pampered to the core.Dad used to get them rotis from Jeet Dhaba in Kharkhana and one day we had to go as dad was out of town.The dhaba owner asked me "beti,why don't you take some curry shurry?"."your dad always takes Rotis and I am sure your mom must be tired once in a while making curry and shurry".I politely told him that the rotis from his dhaba were for my dogs and not for us.He got so upset that he refused to give dad rotis the next night.To make up for it,the whole family went to the dhaba for dinner :P.
Or softy being so small and petite used to be falling into all the pits possible in the colony.So we kids used to go on a hunt with our torches and umbrellas if it was raining to look for her.Once such time we found her in a pit that was filled with water and she was swimming in it.We jumped right in and had a ball (of
course amma was might pissed off).Because it was not just my brother and me,but w managed to get the colony kids as well into that small mud pit :).Oh the kids loved softy and she got them in(i think).
Tufy was strong as a bull,Once a cousin of mine was trying to get his hands on tufys bowl.Just to prove to us that he was not afraid of dogs.Ha ha tufy bit his ass and he was literally on top of the door shivering,he still has a mark on his bum (i think)
Sad bit is they pass away very soon and you kinda forget them.But subconsciously you still wish you were that little kid playing in water with you brother and the dogs :D. I got many little pups later,however those two first dogs could never be replaced by any.
Hoping Aku finds his first pups soon :D
I remember My first dog,aha no,dogs were these little dash hound puppies that my Nana(dad) got for me.He took me his friends home and asked to pick one from the litter.While I was picking up the brown pup,another black thing came and started yelping at me.I knew i had to pick that one up too.So we ended up coming home with two pups.We packed them in a carton,nana punched holes and I held them on his LML vespa.Amma freaked out when she saw two ugly creatures,but then she fell in love with them instantly too.
The black one was named tufy and yes it was for my brother and the brown was named softy for me :).They were pampered to the core.Dad used to get them rotis from Jeet Dhaba in Kharkhana and one day we had to go as dad was out of town.The dhaba owner asked me "beti,why don't you take some curry shurry?"."your dad always takes Rotis and I am sure your mom must be tired once in a while making curry and shurry".I politely told him that the rotis from his dhaba were for my dogs and not for us.He got so upset that he refused to give dad rotis the next night.To make up for it,the whole family went to the dhaba for dinner :P.
Or softy being so small and petite used to be falling into all the pits possible in the colony.So we kids used to go on a hunt with our torches and umbrellas if it was raining to look for her.Once such time we found her in a pit that was filled with water and she was swimming in it.We jumped right in and had a ball (of
course amma was might pissed off).Because it was not just my brother and me,but w managed to get the colony kids as well into that small mud pit :).Oh the kids loved softy and she got them in(i think).
Tufy was strong as a bull,Once a cousin of mine was trying to get his hands on tufys bowl.Just to prove to us that he was not afraid of dogs.Ha ha tufy bit his ass and he was literally on top of the door shivering,he still has a mark on his bum (i think)
Sad bit is they pass away very soon and you kinda forget them.But subconsciously you still wish you were that little kid playing in water with you brother and the dogs :D. I got many little pups later,however those two first dogs could never be replaced by any.
Hoping Aku finds his first pups soon :D
Friday, July 9, 2010
Child Abuse Early Signs
Child abuse does not go away, but 90 percent of child abuse is preventable
This is so true,i was reading this IHM the other day and felt the immediate need to tell folks out their that "It is not too late to protect your kids".
There are so many silent signs and is for us to notice it and tell them it is OK to scream and say I need HELP.Some wish they had the right amount of education on this issue to face it with horns.It would have been blessing if someone helped and said "I am there,tell me what is bothering you".However it is never too late and here are few signs you got to check on daily basis to keep you child safe and that pure heart bright!
ONE - Children who are abused tend to get scared to stay alone or they scream and shout in their sleep.So keep a watch out for this.
TWO - They also tend to wet bed,even if they are 10 years old.
THREE - Staying away from family,they do this because they think that they have committed a crime.Look out for isolation and also look out for aggressive behavior.
FOUR - Dropping out of school,missing school.This is the most common sign and please please dont scream at them when you get to know that the child missed school.He/She will run away from home.
FIVE - Cutting wrists,Consuming poison or smoking or drinking at a young age.
SIX - Talking a lot about sex or asking you a lot of questions about sex
SEVEN - Taking a toll on Health.Frequent fever,cold,head ache and so on.
Above mentioned are few signs,they are many more.You need to be in constant touch with your kids to avoid this kind of danger.
1.Talk to them about child abuse
2.Tell them it is not ok if some one else touches them in places where they pee from or chest or any other part of the body.
3.If such a thing happens(like above),they should tell you asap.
4.No matter what the abuser says,tel your child that you will always listen to him/her(the child) and trust them completely.
5.Do not shake your head and say,"no,you are not telling me the truth".hear them out,most of the times accepting can be difficult for you.But,once you do,go for the cops or confront the abuser.
Communication is very important to a child.Ask them about their day at school or ask them how did they spend an evening at a friends home and so on.Let childhood be carefree and let them have fun.Let them not suffer for no fault of theirs.
This is so true,i was reading this IHM the other day and felt the immediate need to tell folks out their that "It is not too late to protect your kids".
There are so many silent signs and is for us to notice it and tell them it is OK to scream and say I need HELP.Some wish they had the right amount of education on this issue to face it with horns.It would have been blessing if someone helped and said "I am there,tell me what is bothering you".However it is never too late and here are few signs you got to check on daily basis to keep you child safe and that pure heart bright!
ONE - Children who are abused tend to get scared to stay alone or they scream and shout in their sleep.So keep a watch out for this.
TWO - They also tend to wet bed,even if they are 10 years old.
THREE - Staying away from family,they do this because they think that they have committed a crime.Look out for isolation and also look out for aggressive behavior.
FOUR - Dropping out of school,missing school.This is the most common sign and please please dont scream at them when you get to know that the child missed school.He/She will run away from home.
FIVE - Cutting wrists,Consuming poison or smoking or drinking at a young age.
SIX - Talking a lot about sex or asking you a lot of questions about sex
SEVEN - Taking a toll on Health.Frequent fever,cold,head ache and so on.
Above mentioned are few signs,they are many more.You need to be in constant touch with your kids to avoid this kind of danger.
1.Talk to them about child abuse
2.Tell them it is not ok if some one else touches them in places where they pee from or chest or any other part of the body.
3.If such a thing happens(like above),they should tell you asap.
4.No matter what the abuser says,tel your child that you will always listen to him/her(the child) and trust them completely.
5.Do not shake your head and say,"no,you are not telling me the truth".hear them out,most of the times accepting can be difficult for you.But,once you do,go for the cops or confront the abuser.
Communication is very important to a child.Ask them about their day at school or ask them how did they spend an evening at a friends home and so on.Let childhood be carefree and let them have fun.Let them not suffer for no fault of theirs.
Thursday, July 8, 2010
No questions asked!
There are so many people who influence your life and there are so many who just walk in to give you direction and then disappear.I think they are the ones called Guardian Angels,there are not invisible.They are a part of our every day Life and make earth a better place for most of us.My GA's are many.I have been so lucky in life(touch wood) that people came and still come from every direction to help me when in need.
1.I was stranded in a new city with no place to go and a job the next day and a lost wallet.The lady at the H.R office took me to her place,gave me shelter and food and dropped for the job the next day!
2.I needed some alone time and had no place to go.An angel from Delhi opened her house doors for me!
3.He drove 45 km and sat working in the lobby,while i was working on a project that was my life.he never asked me a question and i met him 2 days before!
4.They cared for my son and they did it with joy and never asked questions!
5.He ran around the city just for a glass of mango juice,no questions asked!
6.They drove me till the airport and said,"take the keys to out house,we going on a holiday".I needed a place for the one night.No questions asked
7.Family is with me all the time and supports me in death and life,no questions asked!
There are so many incidents and so many times that i say "Bless them" for "no questions asked".
1.I was stranded in a new city with no place to go and a job the next day and a lost wallet.The lady at the H.R office took me to her place,gave me shelter and food and dropped for the job the next day!
2.I needed some alone time and had no place to go.An angel from Delhi opened her house doors for me!
3.He drove 45 km and sat working in the lobby,while i was working on a project that was my life.he never asked me a question and i met him 2 days before!
4.They cared for my son and they did it with joy and never asked questions!
5.He ran around the city just for a glass of mango juice,no questions asked!
6.They drove me till the airport and said,"take the keys to out house,we going on a holiday".I needed a place for the one night.No questions asked
7.Family is with me all the time and supports me in death and life,no questions asked!
There are so many incidents and so many times that i say "Bless them" for "no questions asked".
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
things that i am doing and thinking of doing!
Aku is at an age where he has too many things on his mind.Most of the times,it takes up to 60 minutes for him to make his opinion and then another 60 to tell you that it is called an opinion. He has a point to make about everything around him.Yes,It does not matter whether it is required or not (does it ever matter to a 6 year old?)
Being 9 months pregnant is not funny.It is that time when all you keep thinking is "when is the baby coming out?".It is like the whole world is planning on keeping that baby inside and making you look like a drum for life.
It has been ages since I sipped anything that is has spirit it in.Let my senses give me the taste,touch,smell of some wine.I will say cheers and add the hearing sense.
Wonder why all the food outlets are far away from your home when you need them the most.They appear so closer when you are on diet. (i said you,I am never on diet) but the outlets with those lovely pictures and aromas are far far away.
I am going to gorge on pasta,noodles (indian version) these 2 weeks.After that amma says "deethi cannot eat junk for more than 3 months".When was the food I cooked not called junk?!
I finished about 15teen 5 stars in two days and searching for more :D
Being 9 months pregnant is not funny.It is that time when all you keep thinking is "when is the baby coming out?".It is like the whole world is planning on keeping that baby inside and making you look like a drum for life.
It has been ages since I sipped anything that is has spirit it in.Let my senses give me the taste,touch,smell of some wine.I will say cheers and add the hearing sense.
Wonder why all the food outlets are far away from your home when you need them the most.They appear so closer when you are on diet. (i said you,I am never on diet) but the outlets with those lovely pictures and aromas are far far away.
I am going to gorge on pasta,noodles (indian version) these 2 weeks.After that amma says "deethi cannot eat junk for more than 3 months".When was the food I cooked not called junk?!
I finished about 15teen 5 stars in two days and searching for more :D
Friday, July 2, 2010
Lingamma the trusted maid!
Lingamma is our maid,never paid much attention to her.She works for Amma and is happy with the regular house work she does.I never noticed her that much initially.All I know is she was the face who kept our vessels,clothes and home clean.
Now when Amma and Nana(dad) had gone on a tour,she was here at home with me and that is when she started stealing.Me being I,never noticed anything till Amma came back and found out that most of the stuff like my sarees,artificial jewelery,few steel vessel and glasses and other things went missing.The worst part was that the maid went missing too.Nana and others wanted to lodge a complaint at the police station.However,Amma did not allow that and the matter was closed.
Now Amma did not want to complain to the cops for many reasons,one was the the things that were missing were not that important.Because if they were it would not have taken us a week to figure that they were missing.second,she said "she must have had a reason".I was quite surprised at Amma's reaction,but paid no heed or importance to the incident.
A few months ago Lingamma came back and fell at Amma's feet.She said she was sorry for what she did and wanted to join back.My mom and aunt promptly took her back and she has been working ever since.they did not ask her any questions and also told us not to ask her about the stolen goods incident!
yesterday,I was in the back yard to take the clothes out of the clothesline.It was raining and I did not want the clothes to get wet.Lingamma was there before me and took care of the clothes. I asked her to come inside the house and made tea for the two of us.While sitting and sipping chai and watching the rain,she told me that her husband was drinking more than usual and her elder son was mentally challenged and she took care of her family alone and started to talk about normal life.
Then she told me the day she stole things from our home,she was angry at herself for her husband beat her and she wanted to do something stupid.She then told me that she ran away to her village as she was scared that we will book a police complaint.It is only when she found out we did not,she came with the things and gave them back to Amma.Who in turn asked Lingamma to keep them for herself,as Amma did not need those things.
Amma apparently told her that she lost trust and was hurt that Lingamma did such a thing.So,Lingamma is now working hard to gain the trust back.
I figured she gained it back,i drank tea and dozed off and Lingamma was watching the house till Nana got back from work.
Yes,nothing went missing :)
Now when Amma and Nana(dad) had gone on a tour,she was here at home with me and that is when she started stealing.Me being I,never noticed anything till Amma came back and found out that most of the stuff like my sarees,artificial jewelery,few steel vessel and glasses and other things went missing.The worst part was that the maid went missing too.Nana and others wanted to lodge a complaint at the police station.However,Amma did not allow that and the matter was closed.
Now Amma did not want to complain to the cops for many reasons,one was the the things that were missing were not that important.Because if they were it would not have taken us a week to figure that they were missing.second,she said "she must have had a reason".I was quite surprised at Amma's reaction,but paid no heed or importance to the incident.
A few months ago Lingamma came back and fell at Amma's feet.She said she was sorry for what she did and wanted to join back.My mom and aunt promptly took her back and she has been working ever since.they did not ask her any questions and also told us not to ask her about the stolen goods incident!
yesterday,I was in the back yard to take the clothes out of the clothesline.It was raining and I did not want the clothes to get wet.Lingamma was there before me and took care of the clothes. I asked her to come inside the house and made tea for the two of us.While sitting and sipping chai and watching the rain,she told me that her husband was drinking more than usual and her elder son was mentally challenged and she took care of her family alone and started to talk about normal life.
Then she told me the day she stole things from our home,she was angry at herself for her husband beat her and she wanted to do something stupid.She then told me that she ran away to her village as she was scared that we will book a police complaint.It is only when she found out we did not,she came with the things and gave them back to Amma.Who in turn asked Lingamma to keep them for herself,as Amma did not need those things.
Amma apparently told her that she lost trust and was hurt that Lingamma did such a thing.So,Lingamma is now working hard to gain the trust back.
I figured she gained it back,i drank tea and dozed off and Lingamma was watching the house till Nana got back from work.
Yes,nothing went missing :)
Thursday, July 1, 2010
My Sins against Gender-Stereotypes
Indain Home maker had this brilliant idea and I was more than happy to tag along :)
the topic is very simple as put in the blog post - what 10 "mainly womanly/manly" things do you/i like to do that are not so done by your gender. Also she says and I like,that if you dont do these things you will be cursed :P.men with pink shirts and woman with blue pants.I like the men with pink shirts bit :)So here are 10 things that me a women would like to do like a man.
1.Wear a banian and lungi and walk into the park.
2.Go the barber shop in the neighborhood and get a good champi massage.
3.walk around with the bush eyebrows and the little mustache without being bothered about groomin.
4.sit in the local irani cafe and stare at nothing.
5.smoke a pipe with uncles in the bar (i did this)
6.Scratch my groin just for once and show men how disgusting it is.
7.I hate chocolate and most men i know would kill for them.
8.play in the ground on a rainy day and forget about the tight bra.
9.I am not happy with the pink color and sky blue is my all time fav.
10.I would love to be born as a woman in every birth :)
Now here are the people who I am tagging .I do not know many in the blog world,but those few are
Abirami,Telgumom,Usha,Themadmomma,wordsndreamz,Rakesh,MFFS
the topic is very simple as put in the blog post - what 10 "mainly womanly/manly" things do you/i like to do that are not so done by your gender. Also she says and I like,that if you dont do these things you will be cursed :P.men with pink shirts and woman with blue pants.I like the men with pink shirts bit :)So here are 10 things that me a women would like to do like a man.
1.Wear a banian and lungi and walk into the park.
2.Go the barber shop in the neighborhood and get a good champi massage.
3.walk around with the bush eyebrows and the little mustache without being bothered about groomin.
4.sit in the local irani cafe and stare at nothing.
5.smoke a pipe with uncles in the bar (i did this)
6.Scratch my groin just for once and show men how disgusting it is.
7.I hate chocolate and most men i know would kill for them.
8.play in the ground on a rainy day and forget about the tight bra.
9.I am not happy with the pink color and sky blue is my all time fav.
10.I would love to be born as a woman in every birth :)
Now here are the people who I am tagging .I do not know many in the blog world,but those few are
Abirami,Telgumom,Usha,Themadmomma,wordsndreamz,Rakesh,MFFS
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Kanadi Master!
last month aku had this infection in his eye,so after a visit to the doctor and check up we got to know that he needs glasses.Now I was petrified with the idea of my 6-year-old with glasses.the optmologist said it is only for 6 months and once the power is back to normal all will be well.Called up V and told him that same.Instead of saying "ayoo pavam",my hubby laughs his heart's content and is happy that his son will look like him with the kannadi :(.
Now Amma,Nana and I were going through various books and looking into ayurveda,shut the T.V (other thing we went and got a LCD a week later) and many eye sight web sites(rhymes) to get aku's power back to normal.But in the this whole commotion there was one tiny little fella who was happy with a wide glee on his face.Aku, was thrilled that he was getting glasses and was asking me questions like.
1.will I look like Toby Maguire aka spider man?
2.will i look like superman when he is not flying in his undies?
3.will i get them in all colors?
4.can i tell the teacher that sitting in the front bench hurts my eye?
and blah blah blah
Now,after another visit to another doctor we were glad to hear that the infection was gone and aku's sight was brilliant!However,aku insisted that he needs to wear glasses and was making my amma's life hell at the clinic.
He started creating a huge scene there and my amma looked like a semi villian pulling him away from the doctors door.Just to make him feel happy,she did get him a pair of cheap glasses and this is how he looks like.
Now Amma,Nana and I were going through various books and looking into ayurveda,shut the T.V (other thing we went and got a LCD a week later) and many eye sight web sites(rhymes) to get aku's power back to normal.But in the this whole commotion there was one tiny little fella who was happy with a wide glee on his face.Aku, was thrilled that he was getting glasses and was asking me questions like.
1.will I look like Toby Maguire aka spider man?
2.will i look like superman when he is not flying in his undies?
3.will i get them in all colors?
4.can i tell the teacher that sitting in the front bench hurts my eye?
and blah blah blah
Now,after another visit to another doctor we were glad to hear that the infection was gone and aku's sight was brilliant!However,aku insisted that he needs to wear glasses and was making my amma's life hell at the clinic.
He started creating a huge scene there and my amma looked like a semi villian pulling him away from the doctors door.Just to make him feel happy,she did get him a pair of cheap glasses and this is how he looks like.
Monday, June 28, 2010
heart is where is the home is!
Been more than 8 months since I moved into parents home for delivery.It is all good for me,i get to have great breakfast,which is great.My dad makes all my meals and mom gets me things that i want from the market.My only job here is to pack my kids lunch box and also make sure his homework is done on time.What else could one ask for!
However,i am done with this wait.I want to deliver asap and go back to my home.I miss my hubby,poor V keeps visiting us every weekend and then heads back only after one night.I miss the smell of my own home,the colors that I will paint the walls with.It is barren as of now with things scattered in proper way! My need to launch into homework is getting bigger and bigger.Not that I am going to clean dishes or wash clothes.It is just the feeling of sitting with a cuppa chai in you balcony,the kids asleep in the bedroom and you reading a book.while hubby is snuggled with kids or at work or better sitting with me.
2 more months and that shall happen till then hello amma's home!
However,i am done with this wait.I want to deliver asap and go back to my home.I miss my hubby,poor V keeps visiting us every weekend and then heads back only after one night.I miss the smell of my own home,the colors that I will paint the walls with.It is barren as of now with things scattered in proper way! My need to launch into homework is getting bigger and bigger.Not that I am going to clean dishes or wash clothes.It is just the feeling of sitting with a cuppa chai in you balcony,the kids asleep in the bedroom and you reading a book.while hubby is snuggled with kids or at work or better sitting with me.
2 more months and that shall happen till then hello amma's home!
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
I got enough Strength to face anything!
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Ever wondered why things happen to you and you only? bad things,things that dont matter to you and things that make you say"why me you god?".
Well I used to for a while and then one day I realized that everything that happens around you is in your control,you are the one that makes it happen and you are the one that can stop it.However sometimes,somethings cannot be changed even by force, like death and birth.when people say "everything happens for a reason",it does make sense and remember you are just a minute particle in the games universe play
So next time when I am in trouble I will not say "why me?" cause I know it is me, because I have the strength to take that pain.If it is happiness that is coming my way, then come on hug me and make me go crazy!
[/caption]Ever wondered why things happen to you and you only? bad things,things that dont matter to you and things that make you say"why me you god?".
Well I used to for a while and then one day I realized that everything that happens around you is in your control,you are the one that makes it happen and you are the one that can stop it.However sometimes,somethings cannot be changed even by force, like death and birth.when people say "everything happens for a reason",it does make sense and remember you are just a minute particle in the games universe play
So next time when I am in trouble I will not say "why me?" cause I know it is me, because I have the strength to take that pain.If it is happiness that is coming my way, then come on hug me and make me go crazy!
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Precious Smile
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Last night(should be called morning actually) aku got up at around 3 am.He does this quite often and is also famous for talking gibberish. However this time,he gave me a priceless smile,only one that your child can give and promptly went back to sleep :).
I will treasure that 6 year old smile for life.for later when he sleeps in his own room and wants to have privacy.I will remember that little boy who cuddled and slept at his deethi's side with the worlds most beautiful smile on that sleepy face.
[/caption]Last night(should be called morning actually) aku got up at around 3 am.He does this quite often and is also famous for talking gibberish. However this time,he gave me a priceless smile,only one that your child can give and promptly went back to sleep :).
I will treasure that 6 year old smile for life.for later when he sleeps in his own room and wants to have privacy.I will remember that little boy who cuddled and slept at his deethi's side with the worlds most beautiful smile on that sleepy face.
Monday, June 14, 2010
What gets my B.P high
1.People from the Credit card companies.
2.People who think they know it all.
3.People who keep boasting about themselves
4.Unwanted crap on T.V.
5.My son crying for no reason
6.When my hubby says there has to be logic to everything and argues with me even when all i want him is to just listen to me and treat me like an ignorant!
7.People who are friends first and then turn into foes and never tell you why.
8.When parents give you the look (even when you are 31)
9.When In Laws treat you like you dont exist.
10.When the servant stays off work and gives you random excuse and expects you to pay for the whole month.
11.When you extended family interferes in every thing you do and want you to do it their way.
12.When friends get close to people who have back bitten you and think it is OK not to be discussed
13.When you sit for a story discussion with director,producer and their entire clan (the clan wants the hero to be super man and bat man together with lungi as outfit).
14.When a neighbor locks his kid in the bathroom to teach him a lesson and when you hear the kid cry and beg for mercy ( i hope that the kid does the same to his father)
15.When what comes in form of salary is more when it goes out as expense!
16.When people ask me to calm down and talk to me like i am a 1-year-old.
Many more but these are what I know tick me off like this!
2.People who think they know it all.
3.People who keep boasting about themselves
4.Unwanted crap on T.V.
5.My son crying for no reason
6.When my hubby says there has to be logic to everything and argues with me even when all i want him is to just listen to me and treat me like an ignorant!
7.People who are friends first and then turn into foes and never tell you why.
8.When parents give you the look (even when you are 31)
9.When In Laws treat you like you dont exist.
10.When the servant stays off work and gives you random excuse and expects you to pay for the whole month.
11.When you extended family interferes in every thing you do and want you to do it their way.
12.When friends get close to people who have back bitten you and think it is OK not to be discussed
13.When you sit for a story discussion with director,producer and their entire clan (the clan wants the hero to be super man and bat man together with lungi as outfit).
14.When a neighbor locks his kid in the bathroom to teach him a lesson and when you hear the kid cry and beg for mercy ( i hope that the kid does the same to his father)
15.When what comes in form of salary is more when it goes out as expense!
16.When people ask me to calm down and talk to me like i am a 1-year-old.
Many more but these are what I know tick me off like this!
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
rain and cutlet
it rained today and it brought immediate changes in the kitchen,one rain and the evening snack turns out yummy :).we had rice cutlets spicy and tangy ones with chutney and hot filter coffee.
I wanted to make just cutlet.However i got my pinni into the territory and viola she took over and the just cutlet became rice cutlet.But no complaints at all pal.I thought i will post it here for a rainy day and also add another category to the blog i.e what i cooks.
Rice Cutlet
Rice - 1 cup cooked
Potato - 2 boiled and mashed
Carrot - 2 boiled and mashed
Dhaniya - 1 bunch chopped
Corn - boiled
Salt - to taste
Chilly powder - 2 table spoons (or as you would like)
I added amchur/dry mango powder - 1 table spoon
Oil/butter - for shallow fry
Mix all these ingredients in a bowl,taste it and add salt or chilly powder accordingly.Now take a flat pan and pour some butter/oil on it.Now make little balls of this mixture and flatten in on a plastic sheet or your plam and put that on to the pan.Shallow fry it till is is crispy.Serve it with Chutney,sauce or eat it Just like that!
I wanted to make just cutlet.However i got my pinni into the territory and viola she took over and the just cutlet became rice cutlet.But no complaints at all pal.I thought i will post it here for a rainy day and also add another category to the blog i.e what i cooks.
Rice Cutlet
Rice - 1 cup cooked
Potato - 2 boiled and mashed
Carrot - 2 boiled and mashed
Dhaniya - 1 bunch chopped
Corn - boiled
Salt - to taste
Chilly powder - 2 table spoons (or as you would like)
I added amchur/dry mango powder - 1 table spoon
Oil/butter - for shallow fry
Mix all these ingredients in a bowl,taste it and add salt or chilly powder accordingly.Now take a flat pan and pour some butter/oil on it.Now make little balls of this mixture and flatten in on a plastic sheet or your plam and put that on to the pan.Shallow fry it till is is crispy.Serve it with Chutney,sauce or eat it Just like that!
Monday, May 31, 2010
you and only you
there is nothing that brings me closer to nirvana than,
to see you smile at me,to wait for you to hug me in my sleep.
to hear your voice or to feel your hands on my skin.
to know that you are thinking of me,to say i love you.
to live forever with you and me and to become us
to see you smile at me,to wait for you to hug me in my sleep.
to hear your voice or to feel your hands on my skin.
to know that you are thinking of me,to say i love you.
to live forever with you and me and to become us
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
I am the Man!
My son is watching Ben Ten (that cartoon thin on CN).It is boring,addictive and i have no clue how many alter egos this cartoon kid has? Now that is just cartoon on T.V , here at home I have live example.
Aku is different man on different days.He got this idea thanks to BEN TEN wonly.If I put up a list of what "man" ( I wonder why not wonder woman?!) he can be here , this is how it goes.
Fan Man - Now there is story here "while v and i were falling in love and intoxicated with the loverly herb.V decided he would name his son Fan Man.I have no idea how aku got hold of this.FM till day aku's FAV super hero.Want to be one? - just go in circles and pretend you are a FAN who is chopping heads with your wingsy and you are FM!
Cloth Man - so yes,there is a man like this too and what he does? when you visit shops to buy clothes for yourself.He will fall in the pit and throw them in different directions and make sure you are thrown out of the shop or a mall.(mind you the clothes are his weapons).
Ice Man - all you got to do is take loads of ice and put them in a cover,then you run around the house till they melt and then put more ice into it.
Paper man - you get to shred paper and then stuff it in your mouth and then spit it out (again these are the ammunitions)
Just today i discovered that he can be Chocolate man.What do you have to do....Guess????
Aku is different man on different days.He got this idea thanks to BEN TEN wonly.If I put up a list of what "man" ( I wonder why not wonder woman?!) he can be here , this is how it goes.
Fan Man - Now there is story here "while v and i were falling in love and intoxicated with the loverly herb.V decided he would name his son Fan Man.I have no idea how aku got hold of this.FM till day aku's FAV super hero.Want to be one? - just go in circles and pretend you are a FAN who is chopping heads with your wingsy and you are FM!
Cloth Man - so yes,there is a man like this too and what he does? when you visit shops to buy clothes for yourself.He will fall in the pit and throw them in different directions and make sure you are thrown out of the shop or a mall.(mind you the clothes are his weapons).
Ice Man - all you got to do is take loads of ice and put them in a cover,then you run around the house till they melt and then put more ice into it.
Paper man - you get to shred paper and then stuff it in your mouth and then spit it out (again these are the ammunitions)
Just today i discovered that he can be Chocolate man.What do you have to do....Guess????
Friday, May 21, 2010
I heard not what you said
V is in Bangalore and on the lookout for a house to be called home for us.He works the whole night gets back in the morning and has really no time except for weekends.Also, I am in no rush for one,as my move is only in September.
However my amma and pinni think otherwise.Everyday they subject me to numerous conversations with family about our search for house in Bangalore, here is one that they had a couple of days ago.
"Enduke inka apartment dorakaledu"?
(why has he not found an apt yet?)
office lo busy pinni,also weekends lo varsham
(he is busy in office and also it is raining in weekends)
pinni to amma
"evito aka,ma srinu gadu aithe 14 hours lo apt vethiki theesukunta annadu"
(aka my sreenu said he will find an apt for his family in 14 hours)
"alaga vadu entha try chestunado kada?ponile veelaki vokati vethiki petamanu"
(is that so,please ask him to search one for them too.
"alage,wait vadiki phone chesta"
(wait let me call him)
oh phone- "arrai sreenu D valaki illu kavalita.avunura athanu mari badakistunadu.deenika?deeni bondha eviti taste.nuvu nacjindi ante ayana vachi choosthadu.ayina neeku unnantha experiance valaki ledu le ra"
(sreenu d's family needs an apt to rent in bangalore.her husband is too lazy and so is she.what? no no why wll they say no to your choice.you find one he will come and see and say yes. they are not as smart as your are sreenu.ok bye for now")
ok aka vadu done annadu
(he said leave the rest to me aka)
and yes i was sitting right there and realised that i was quite invisible!
However my amma and pinni think otherwise.Everyday they subject me to numerous conversations with family about our search for house in Bangalore, here is one that they had a couple of days ago.
"Enduke inka apartment dorakaledu"?
(why has he not found an apt yet?)
office lo busy pinni,also weekends lo varsham
(he is busy in office and also it is raining in weekends)
pinni to amma
"evito aka,ma srinu gadu aithe 14 hours lo apt vethiki theesukunta annadu"
(aka my sreenu said he will find an apt for his family in 14 hours)
"alaga vadu entha try chestunado kada?ponile veelaki vokati vethiki petamanu"
(is that so,please ask him to search one for them too.
"alage,wait vadiki phone chesta"
(wait let me call him)
oh phone- "arrai sreenu D valaki illu kavalita.avunura athanu mari badakistunadu.deenika?deeni bondha eviti taste.nuvu nacjindi ante ayana vachi choosthadu.ayina neeku unnantha experiance valaki ledu le ra"
(sreenu d's family needs an apt to rent in bangalore.her husband is too lazy and so is she.what? no no why wll they say no to your choice.you find one he will come and see and say yes. they are not as smart as your are sreenu.ok bye for now")
ok aka vadu done annadu
(he said leave the rest to me aka)
and yes i was sitting right there and realised that i was quite invisible!
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
My Grandmother,My Bamma
Sunday our family went to visit my Bamma (dad's mother).She is in her 90's and quite active.She lives on the ground floor of our uncles home and refuses to move in domestic help.Her philosophy is that she cannot mend old ways and let "people of that caste" come in and stay with her.I used to get angry at this when i was a teenager.However, as i come to 31 i realize that she has been brought up that way and it is not necessary she change her ways.She takes good care of the driver and his family,talks to the vegetable vendor,gives loads of tea to the domestic help.She is happy with that and they are happy with that.They live in harmony and do not cross lines.
While I was there,I wanted to borrow some books from my uncles vast collection.So I went up to look at those books.My cousin was helping me find one book called "Baristar Parvatisam"
(If anyone who knows how to read Telugu ever read this book,they would know why i got 3 people to search that book for me)in the end we could not locate that book.However, my eyes fell on a thin book in the corner and i grabbed it.This is what i was not searching for!
It was a book written by my Bamma.She wrote that book in 1998 and distributed it to all of us.I lost my copy and never bothered to get another one.I just took it for granted that I will get it one day and forgot about it.I wanted to have that book so bad and this was a sign,as all the prints of that book were out.My bamma is old and not in the most healthy state and if there is one legacy that we got from her , it is writing and arts.She writes in Telugu and she writes about what matters to her heart and mind.she does not bother to think twice when asking an honest question nor she is embarrassed when you ask her one.
I remember when I introduced her to my husband and boyfriend at that time "do you know how to cook?".she had asked him.He was not taken aback as I told him about Bamma.She said "my granddaughter is not used to cooking and someone should know how to cook in the family,so it better be you".
I heard it from my thatha (grandfather) that Sundays were Bamma days.She used to leave her 7 boys in his care and go to a book mela or a movie or to theater with her friends.This was 60 years ago in a telugu brahmin family and a woman doing this was considered to be an outcast.She could not care less and told her husband that if you work from office,i work at home and i too need a break.
That is my Bamma,there is so much to learn from her and so much fun to be around her.I hope and wish my second baby who is growing inside me now gets to meet her and she smiles her toothless smile at the baby :)
While I was there,I wanted to borrow some books from my uncles vast collection.So I went up to look at those books.My cousin was helping me find one book called "Baristar Parvatisam"
(If anyone who knows how to read Telugu ever read this book,they would know why i got 3 people to search that book for me)in the end we could not locate that book.However, my eyes fell on a thin book in the corner and i grabbed it.This is what i was not searching for!
It was a book written by my Bamma.She wrote that book in 1998 and distributed it to all of us.I lost my copy and never bothered to get another one.I just took it for granted that I will get it one day and forgot about it.I wanted to have that book so bad and this was a sign,as all the prints of that book were out.My bamma is old and not in the most healthy state and if there is one legacy that we got from her , it is writing and arts.She writes in Telugu and she writes about what matters to her heart and mind.she does not bother to think twice when asking an honest question nor she is embarrassed when you ask her one.
I remember when I introduced her to my husband and boyfriend at that time "do you know how to cook?".she had asked him.He was not taken aback as I told him about Bamma.She said "my granddaughter is not used to cooking and someone should know how to cook in the family,so it better be you".
I heard it from my thatha (grandfather) that Sundays were Bamma days.She used to leave her 7 boys in his care and go to a book mela or a movie or to theater with her friends.This was 60 years ago in a telugu brahmin family and a woman doing this was considered to be an outcast.She could not care less and told her husband that if you work from office,i work at home and i too need a break.
That is my Bamma,there is so much to learn from her and so much fun to be around her.I hope and wish my second baby who is growing inside me now gets to meet her and she smiles her toothless smile at the baby :)
Friday, May 14, 2010
Aravam
There was a story once told in my family (a family of Telugu people).This is how the story goes and the reason for the story to be told is this.
Me asked my aunt "why do we call Tamil the language,aravam?"
"Let me tell you a story",says atha.
Once upon a time when Rama won the war over Ravana,he was getting back home with his wife and his brother.Now all the monkeys,the vanar saina to be precise wanted to come to ayodhya with Rama.
"we shall follow you wherever you go My lord",they said
While following they made a lot of monkey noise,so Mr.Lakshman(the brother) got angry ( he was short tempered).He told them to shut it and if they did not, he told them he will throw them in the ocean.
They shut it for a while.However,monkey being monkeys, they started to make noise again.This time the brother(lakshman) picked them up and threw them in the ocean.
The monkeys were scared and said "Kshaminchu Laksham,Kshaminchu,Memu Aravam". (meaning = "sorry lakshman we will not shout")
However, most of them landed in the ocean and from there there swam to Lanka saying"take us back Rama memu Aravam".
So we telugu people! say that tamilians shout instead of talking hence we call the language Aravam(the language of the monkeys)
P.S - the Best part i am married into a Tamil family now and I am Aravam :P
Me asked my aunt "why do we call Tamil the language,aravam?"
"Let me tell you a story",says atha.
Once upon a time when Rama won the war over Ravana,he was getting back home with his wife and his brother.Now all the monkeys,the vanar saina to be precise wanted to come to ayodhya with Rama.
"we shall follow you wherever you go My lord",they said
While following they made a lot of monkey noise,so Mr.Lakshman(the brother) got angry ( he was short tempered).He told them to shut it and if they did not, he told them he will throw them in the ocean.
They shut it for a while.However,monkey being monkeys, they started to make noise again.This time the brother(lakshman) picked them up and threw them in the ocean.
The monkeys were scared and said "Kshaminchu Laksham,Kshaminchu,Memu Aravam". (meaning = "sorry lakshman we will not shout")
However, most of them landed in the ocean and from there there swam to Lanka saying"take us back Rama memu Aravam".
So we telugu people! say that tamilians shout instead of talking hence we call the language Aravam(the language of the monkeys)
P.S - the Best part i am married into a Tamil family now and I am Aravam :P
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
what you looking at?
have you ever wondered what does 6-year-old think? like really think when he looks into space.V often wonders about what Aku thinks and has yet to understand it.However i did understand it last night.
I was reading a book and he was getting bored.So,I asked him to read a book too.he took out shubramaya barti ( no offence to the great writer) however Aku pronounces it like that,He got bored of reading that too.So he closes the book and starts to stare at the vast ceiling. I can imagine him staring at it for a long time if there were some super heroes on it or say galaxy stuck to it.
So I wait and turn to his side and look at him.Aku looks at me and goes back to his staring.After about half hour,he finally comes to conclude his theory.Thus he pulls me by my sleeve and says
"deethi my head is aching,i have been trying to think how fan is born? light is born and also how cobweb is born?"
"i asked all of them and waited till now to get an answer".
"they refuse to answer,so Good night and shweeth dremz".
See this is what your 6 years old would be doing when she/he is staring at the ceiling.just ask them and be ready to get a profound answer.
apatiki araku velivastha ( meanings - till then i will go and come back)
to or not to ?
I was talking to a friend about families and the utter nonsense one has to bear with it and she said how her brother-in-law always agrees to what his mother says and how her sister is fuming with that thought.She was like "d,don't you think he should pay my sister some ear to?".I said "true S,he has to".
Now if there one common thing all over the world then it is the beta,son,koduku getting stuck between the mother and the wife.However, did you ever think of the daughter getting stuck between the husband and the father? It is weird is it not that there are not many stories running around that syndrome. Is it cause the daughters and daughter in-laws keep them men happy? is it because when it comes to the word daughter all men stay silent and let them rule? I personally think it is because two men and one woman is much easy then two woman and one man. Also when it comes to gender it also mostly depends on the thinking side of that gender.
For ages MIL and DIL have fought wars
1.I think ,Draupadi was fuming and wanted to throw red mirchi on her MIL when Kunti asked her sons to share the wife.
2.Sita should have been pissed off with Kaikeyi for sending her to forest.
They have also been instances where DIL and MIL lived happily ever after like my MIL and Her MIL.However I think personally that one or the other has to calm down the ego and live with it till she can no longer bear.Now who can it be? you will ask. Well that is the answer I do not have.My amma says that if you are a bigger person then you will calm down.Who will decide who the bigger person is? It is you who have to and has to says my inner voice.Again till when? Till the time you lose your patience says my inner voice.Does this have side effects? asks me.Yes,of course says my inner voice.
Till the side effects start,I shall listen to my inner voice.until then, here comes the veil of patience!
Monday, May 10, 2010
Fav fruits
It all started with summer homework.Why do these teachers even give kid holiday homework?
Holiday = lazy,no homework.play and make merry.
Aku's school has been easy on me,they just wanted my kid to stick pictures of random fruits and vegetables.But,they had to be the ones they like.So,today morning after he got back from his karate and had breakfast and was fresh as a daisy.I sat with him to complete the project
Me - aku look at the chart and tell me 5 of your fav fruits.
Aku was least bothered,he was immersed in pulling out the lid for glue and was examining it with utter curiosity.
Me - aku,stop that and look here.
Aku - stopped it and looked and then ran into he kitchen.came back with another item of enthusiasm, scissors!
Me was contemplating on using them to cut that chart into two.
aku - so deethi ,what were you asking?
Me - tell me 5 of your fav fruits by looking at the chart (mind you all he was doing was pouring glue on the scissors and licking it)
Me give him a thwack and pull the entertainment unit away from him.
aku finally looks at the chart and goes - "strawberry,apricot,musk melon,lichee and apple".
Me - wait you have never tasted 2 out of those 5 and then 4 are rarely eaten and the 5th one is the fruit you hate the most.
aku - you said choose fav and I choose.
Me - but,they have to be fav.
aku was looking at the strawberry gum and with a smug look goes "deethi no one knowns what my fav are"
Me - do you know what your fav fruits are?
aku - potatoes!
Sayng this he got up took a paper cut it with the scissors and stuck it up his arm and was running around screaming "Paper man is here,Paper man is here!"
Holiday = lazy,no homework.play and make merry.
Aku's school has been easy on me,they just wanted my kid to stick pictures of random fruits and vegetables.But,they had to be the ones they like.So,today morning after he got back from his karate and had breakfast and was fresh as a daisy.I sat with him to complete the project
Me - aku look at the chart and tell me 5 of your fav fruits.
Aku was least bothered,he was immersed in pulling out the lid for glue and was examining it with utter curiosity.
Me - aku,stop that and look here.
Aku - stopped it and looked and then ran into he kitchen.came back with another item of enthusiasm, scissors!
Me was contemplating on using them to cut that chart into two.
aku - so deethi ,what were you asking?
Me - tell me 5 of your fav fruits by looking at the chart (mind you all he was doing was pouring glue on the scissors and licking it)
Me give him a thwack and pull the entertainment unit away from him.
aku finally looks at the chart and goes - "strawberry,apricot,musk melon,lichee and apple".
Me - wait you have never tasted 2 out of those 5 and then 4 are rarely eaten and the 5th one is the fruit you hate the most.
aku - you said choose fav and I choose.
Me - but,they have to be fav.
aku was looking at the strawberry gum and with a smug look goes "deethi no one knowns what my fav are"
Me - do you know what your fav fruits are?
aku - potatoes!
Sayng this he got up took a paper cut it with the scissors and stuck it up his arm and was running around screaming "Paper man is here,Paper man is here!"
Friday, May 7, 2010
You know baby!
If my Family ever gets to read my blog,then there are two things they would do.1.Kill me,2.Make sure they double kill me. My Mammaya (mom's brother) family was here last night.They are your typical above income and we are rich family. everything they talk reeks of that statement a lot of times. Here are a few examples.
Me - so which college have decided to join?
Daughter of the rich - some cha-ll-ge( mind you she lived in the USA and that is why the stress on the ou words),all ma frndz are in hastal. cause you know, they gat bad grades you know.....
Me - (with the innocent face) well so that means Nehru got bad grades,he studied in hostel you see.
Daughter - (had no clue what i was saying) so I decided to join V cha-ll-ge,you know the society that comes to that place is below mine.but i decided to join.
Me - arey arey you should have joined Beverly hills 90201 club.do they have on in the collage?
Daughter- was busy calling a friend to check that one!
Me - Atha (aunt) I want to know where we can buy good cakes in Hyderabad?
Aha - (she starts all her sentences with "you know baby") So i repeat. you know baby,we tried all the cake shops in twin cities.I mean we do have bakers in next to us.But,they make indian cakes.
Me- ahem atha we are in india...
Atha - (ignoring my low-class comment) You know baby,when we were in america.I got the bast cakes.I love them all you know.These universal bakery wallas (the best bake in hyd for us old hyderababdis) are too low-class unlike amricaaa.
Me - atha we still in india,
Atha - (ignoring my comment again)So i told my friends that we shall get cakes from america.So if you want good cakes then you have to come and live in my society.You will get good contacts and thy will in turn get you good cakes all the way from amrica.
Me- ( did I even ask?)
More to come laterzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Me - so which college have decided to join?
Daughter of the rich - some cha-ll-ge( mind you she lived in the USA and that is why the stress on the ou words),all ma frndz are in hastal. cause you know, they gat bad grades you know.....
Me - (with the innocent face) well so that means Nehru got bad grades,he studied in hostel you see.
Daughter - (had no clue what i was saying) so I decided to join V cha-ll-ge,you know the society that comes to that place is below mine.but i decided to join.
Me - arey arey you should have joined Beverly hills 90201 club.do they have on in the collage?
Daughter- was busy calling a friend to check that one!
Me - Atha (aunt) I want to know where we can buy good cakes in Hyderabad?
Aha - (she starts all her sentences with "you know baby") So i repeat. you know baby,we tried all the cake shops in twin cities.I mean we do have bakers in next to us.But,they make indian cakes.
Me- ahem atha we are in india...
Atha - (ignoring my low-class comment) You know baby,when we were in america.I got the bast cakes.I love them all you know.These universal bakery wallas (the best bake in hyd for us old hyderababdis) are too low-class unlike amricaaa.
Me - atha we still in india,
Atha - (ignoring my comment again)So i told my friends that we shall get cakes from america.So if you want good cakes then you have to come and live in my society.You will get good contacts and thy will in turn get you good cakes all the way from amrica.
Me- ( did I even ask?)
More to come laterzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
what do u call a conversation? or is this even one?
So here i am 7 months pregnant and staying at amma's house for the so called bed rest. very funny the word "bed rest" is.I keep thinking are they asking me to rest or the bed :P.Anyway back to my staying at amma's.
I amthe kind who loves not to talk when not required.But over the days it is like I m standing outside my self and looking at deepthi maami.how I might ask?even if you dont and here is how....
Me - Pinni (amma's sister) - did u see the watch woman today?
Pinni - no ma I think she has fever.
Me - fever a paada (fever or shit) I think she is on a holiday.
(now pinni is happy with this,which i mean the shit part and goes....)
Pinni - deethi, you know what she did yesterday?
Me - (with big eyes bulging) what? what?
Pinni - she came and asked for a days leave! (now this is certainly a matter of life and death,how can a watchwoman ask for a days leave?)
Me - Nooooooooooooooooooooo,what did you say?
Pinni - I said no,but then I said I will give it only if she cleans the windows and she did.
Me - Pinni you should have asked her to clean the doors too...
seriously is this even a conversation?
I need to get more specific next time.need to talk about the bin boy and figure why he does not collect garbage the same morning and waits till evening....
I amthe kind who loves not to talk when not required.But over the days it is like I m standing outside my self and looking at deepthi maami.how I might ask?even if you dont and here is how....
Me - Pinni (amma's sister) - did u see the watch woman today?
Pinni - no ma I think she has fever.
Me - fever a paada (fever or shit) I think she is on a holiday.
(now pinni is happy with this,which i mean the shit part and goes....)
Pinni - deethi, you know what she did yesterday?
Me - (with big eyes bulging) what? what?
Pinni - she came and asked for a days leave! (now this is certainly a matter of life and death,how can a watchwoman ask for a days leave?)
Me - Nooooooooooooooooooooo,what did you say?
Pinni - I said no,but then I said I will give it only if she cleans the windows and she did.
Me - Pinni you should have asked her to clean the doors too...
seriously is this even a conversation?
I need to get more specific next time.need to talk about the bin boy and figure why he does not collect garbage the same morning and waits till evening....
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Brown Grass...
Why do you call me jealous?
Why do you say that I am insecure?
Why do I always have to be understanding?
Jealous is a negative feeling,which i don't have.
Insecure is an emotions that I have long forgotten.
Understanding is what is got me here.
Why am I always thinking?
Why am I never too street smart?
Why do i count on you?
Thinking is what gets me my words.
Smartness is something that I never could learn.
I count you cause you told me to.
Why do you say that I am insecure?
Why do I always have to be understanding?
Jealous is a negative feeling,which i don't have.
Insecure is an emotions that I have long forgotten.
Understanding is what is got me here.
Why am I always thinking?
Why am I never too street smart?
Why do i count on you?
Thinking is what gets me my words.
Smartness is something that I never could learn.
I count you cause you told me to.
Friday, February 5, 2010
F.R.I.E.N.D.S
This is a very important part of my life.I mean the title of this post.
From a very young age it seems that the me never agreed to get closer to friends.It was in built.I had many friends over the years but I left them behind.Not for a bad reason.However someone getting too close to me did disturb me.It was more like "out of sight,but never out of mind". So tracking back from past to present,I don't have what you call a 3 am friend or someone who i can call and say let's go out for coffee right now.It is just that i moved away from them.But the thing is that I have almost 1000 friends on Facebook!Even if I want to call, I would think "hmm what will he/she think if I call them at this hour or now?" or what is worse is that I am extremely sensitive and if that friend does something to offend me with or without her/his knowledge I will feel so sad that I will stop my interaction with them or stay a bit far.
I will feel bad and wonder what went wrong and then feel upset and scold myself for not being close.But that is not in my nature.I wonder if there are people like that in the world.
I want my friends to respond to what i say and think and not just be there in happy times.Thank God we can choose friends.However,how does on choose the right ones? if I have to break it down in my head this is how I would think
"Hmm X has not called me for the ast 6 months and even if I did X did not pick up the phone".
"Does X do the same think to others?"."How can that be possible? Why is X ot telling me anything?".
"Should I call and blast X? but,wait what will x think.Is it OK for me to do so?" and then I brood and brood oer and then think X has moved on with new people.
yes,I am freaking mad and extremely insane at this age...
From a very young age it seems that the me never agreed to get closer to friends.It was in built.I had many friends over the years but I left them behind.Not for a bad reason.However someone getting too close to me did disturb me.It was more like "out of sight,but never out of mind". So tracking back from past to present,I don't have what you call a 3 am friend or someone who i can call and say let's go out for coffee right now.It is just that i moved away from them.But the thing is that I have almost 1000 friends on Facebook!Even if I want to call, I would think "hmm what will he/she think if I call them at this hour or now?" or what is worse is that I am extremely sensitive and if that friend does something to offend me with or without her/his knowledge I will feel so sad that I will stop my interaction with them or stay a bit far.
I will feel bad and wonder what went wrong and then feel upset and scold myself for not being close.But that is not in my nature.I wonder if there are people like that in the world.
I want my friends to respond to what i say and think and not just be there in happy times.Thank God we can choose friends.However,how does on choose the right ones? if I have to break it down in my head this is how I would think
"Hmm X has not called me for the ast 6 months and even if I did X did not pick up the phone".
"Does X do the same think to others?"."How can that be possible? Why is X ot telling me anything?".
"Should I call and blast X? but,wait what will x think.Is it OK for me to do so?" and then I brood and brood oer and then think X has moved on with new people.
yes,I am freaking mad and extremely insane at this age...
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Mind Matters
I fell flat on my back yesterday and it hurt.Thank fully I was on the phone with S and she called V.He rushed home from work and I was better than before.Now why is it important to tell myself that I fell.Well I am 3 months into my pregnancy and falling is not such a good thing to do.
Surprisingly I took it very calm,i did not panic or cry.Casue some instinct told me that my little one is alright.
Some voice told me "deethi,she is ok."
My folks and V's folks were freaking out.Which is quite natural,however by the end of yesterday we all went to bed peacefully.
I could not remember that vioice,nor can tell you wether i heard it like a normal human voice.All I know is that i did hear someone say those words.
This brings me to sixth sense or instincts that have been around with me for ages.I know if and when something is going wrong or right.I know that this is is not good and I know that this will be ok.Deep down there is someone telling me what to do and what not to do.That someone is my subconcious mind.
I heard once that,you have to train your subconscious and it will stay with you in times of need. I am not sure if everyone does this.However every human being has this energy and one just has to focus to get it right.Try and teach this to kids,if they are young.They will be trained well and it will help in their course of life.
My little one is already there,I think it is she who told me that "amma,all will be OK." :)
Surprisingly I took it very calm,i did not panic or cry.Casue some instinct told me that my little one is alright.
Some voice told me "deethi,she is ok."
My folks and V's folks were freaking out.Which is quite natural,however by the end of yesterday we all went to bed peacefully.
I could not remember that vioice,nor can tell you wether i heard it like a normal human voice.All I know is that i did hear someone say those words.
This brings me to sixth sense or instincts that have been around with me for ages.I know if and when something is going wrong or right.I know that this is is not good and I know that this will be ok.Deep down there is someone telling me what to do and what not to do.That someone is my subconcious mind.
I heard once that,you have to train your subconscious and it will stay with you in times of need. I am not sure if everyone does this.However every human being has this energy and one just has to focus to get it right.Try and teach this to kids,if they are young.They will be trained well and it will help in their course of life.
My little one is already there,I think it is she who told me that "amma,all will be OK." :)
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