When I drive to & from office, I am like a horse - concentrating ONLY on the goal of reaching
office/home in record time. I seldom crane my neck to observe people or things unless it is toooo obvious. Leave alone hunting for handsome hunks...
Yesterday on my way to the office, I saw this motorist coming in the opposite direction. And something on his face caught my attention. That was the first time in the last 12 years my gaze had actually stopped on some guy's face for more than a fleeting second. This guy fitted my description of "handsome" - now-a-days this word is very personalized.
I drove through after that "more than fleeting glimpse" of that motorist. But there was a grin on my face as my memories took me back in time. Suddenly I remembered this particular guy on whom I had major crush during school days.
I was in 10th standard, and there was this college going dude who used to take the bus from the same stop early morning 6.30 a.m. And I used to feel terrible about not being able to draw his attention on me. He used to be very well dressed and smart. While I was really fat, wearing white school uniform and well oiled plaited hair :(He used to board the same bus and would get off at the same bus stop as me. This gave me 30 mins time to line marofy him.
Those days, I used to own an orange colored kashmiri jacket. And to me, it was the most fashionable item to wear. So, in order to draw this hunk's attention, I started wearing that jacket. I would even put my hands into its pocket to appear stylish....
Not that this tactic helped... he never gave me even a second glance.... i had told about him to 2 of my close friends at school and we had nicknamed him Amir Khan. He had the same hair style as Amir Khan in QSQT.
This continued through the year with NO results. And there I used to wait week after week seeing him from a distance and observing his style and stance. How casually he used to wait there with one leg folded against the wall behind him....
Well, this is where the story ends !!!
I am actually unable to understand why seeing this motorist actually brougth forth memories of this guy... but it definitely was a very niiiiiice feeling to revisit the bus stop and catch faint, fading glimpses of this unknown person.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Friday, June 12, 2009
Janeyagiru Nanna Mallige
Janeyagiru Nanna Mallige
Nee Hennagi Bandiruve Illige...
How True....
There was a time when I used to scoff at this song. I hated this song, may be it was a phase of denial!!! But today, when I look back, I almost agree with that song... Times change... We grow up and our mindset changes ....
Small incidents that happen in my day to day routine reminds me of this song:
Every day, as I travel to and from my Gym, I observe several ladies plucking flowers from others' gardens. When I see this, I have a strong urge to yell at them
"Hey, what is the meaning of you plucking flowers from someone else's garden? Do you know how patiently they might sowed the plants, watered them and waited for them to grow and flower? They do all the hard work and you take the flower?"
But the only reason why the words don't come out of my mouth is because this seems to be nature's well accepted logic.
Look at the little ones of birds - eggs hatch, mother feeds the young ones... the moment they learn to fly.. they are out of the nest.
I kind of more liken this to our daughters - we give birth to them, look after them so lovingly, make sure their feet don't know thorns, their eyes don't know tears ... and see them grow tall and beautiful... and yet one day, they leave you behind to be the brightness of someone else's home.................
Sigh.....
Nee Hennagi Bandiruve Illige...
How True....
There was a time when I used to scoff at this song. I hated this song, may be it was a phase of denial!!! But today, when I look back, I almost agree with that song... Times change... We grow up and our mindset changes ....
Small incidents that happen in my day to day routine reminds me of this song:
Every day, as I travel to and from my Gym, I observe several ladies plucking flowers from others' gardens. When I see this, I have a strong urge to yell at them
"Hey, what is the meaning of you plucking flowers from someone else's garden? Do you know how patiently they might sowed the plants, watered them and waited for them to grow and flower? They do all the hard work and you take the flower?"
But the only reason why the words don't come out of my mouth is because this seems to be nature's well accepted logic.
Look at the little ones of birds - eggs hatch, mother feeds the young ones... the moment they learn to fly.. they are out of the nest.
I kind of more liken this to our daughters - we give birth to them, look after them so lovingly, make sure their feet don't know thorns, their eyes don't know tears ... and see them grow tall and beautiful... and yet one day, they leave you behind to be the brightness of someone else's home.................
Sigh.....
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Dose - Chutney
I had made yummy Ragi - Rava Dosa Today. My own recipe :P
Before you guys roll your eyes... it actually turned up very yum.... i had a bite and the gastronomical juices drowned me.
Eeee Dose gu Chutney gu yenu bandhavo?
Eeee Dose gu Coffee gu yenu snehavo?
Nodalu mohaka
Saviyalu Daivaka
Yenu Maayavo......???
Before you guys roll your eyes... it actually turned up very yum.... i had a bite and the gastronomical juices drowned me.
Eeee Dose gu Chutney gu yenu bandhavo?
Eeee Dose gu Coffee gu yenu snehavo?
Nodalu mohaka
Saviyalu Daivaka
Yenu Maayavo......???
Joggers Park
Every day morning, I walk down to my Gym located 5 mins from my house. On my way, I have to cross a park. Several grannys, grandpas, uncles and aunts would have already started their routine of running, walking or jogging.
In the 2-3 minutes that I take to cross that park, I have observed that there are several kinds of people that constitutes the early jogger set:
1. AG or Aunties' Group - Usually group of 4-5 ladies who are 50+ years. For this group, walking is just a reason to catch up on gossip. I hear them say "Avathu nanna sose yenandlu gotha...."
2. UG or Uncles Group - Group of 8-10 guys ranging from early 40s to late 70s wearing trendy sports outfit including a sports shoe walking briskly debating on IPL, World cup, wimbeldon and local politics. Jovial bunch taking a dig at each other... its fun to watch them
3. HW - House Work Group - The Husband and Wife pair who use this time to discuss their daily problems, plan for their home, kids, future.... seems more like brooding session than exercise session. I wonder whether few rounds around the park really helps them de-stress?
4. Yippee Bunch - Flexing muscles or bulges this bunch goes round the park with equal elan. Hep with a MP3 or Ipod stuck to their jogging suits, they are in their own world. Seems more like they want to show-off themselves to other Yippee Guys/Girls that go around the park. Quite interesting ;)
Overall, it makes me really happy to see us waking up to a healthy mindset. It is exciting to see I have so many people for company
On all cold and wet days, I used to be so reluctant to get up from my warm, cozy bed. But seeing so many people following the routine judiciously gives me the energy to drag myself out and head to the Gym :P
Call it Motivating Factor !!!
In the 2-3 minutes that I take to cross that park, I have observed that there are several kinds of people that constitutes the early jogger set:
1. AG or Aunties' Group - Usually group of 4-5 ladies who are 50+ years. For this group, walking is just a reason to catch up on gossip. I hear them say "Avathu nanna sose yenandlu gotha...."
2. UG or Uncles Group - Group of 8-10 guys ranging from early 40s to late 70s wearing trendy sports outfit including a sports shoe walking briskly debating on IPL, World cup, wimbeldon and local politics. Jovial bunch taking a dig at each other... its fun to watch them
3. HW - House Work Group - The Husband and Wife pair who use this time to discuss their daily problems, plan for their home, kids, future.... seems more like brooding session than exercise session. I wonder whether few rounds around the park really helps them de-stress?
4. Yippee Bunch - Flexing muscles or bulges this bunch goes round the park with equal elan. Hep with a MP3 or Ipod stuck to their jogging suits, they are in their own world. Seems more like they want to show-off themselves to other Yippee Guys/Girls that go around the park. Quite interesting ;)
Overall, it makes me really happy to see us waking up to a healthy mindset. It is exciting to see I have so many people for company
On all cold and wet days, I used to be so reluctant to get up from my warm, cozy bed. But seeing so many people following the routine judiciously gives me the energy to drag myself out and head to the Gym :P
Call it Motivating Factor !!!
Monday, June 1, 2009
Old is Gold?
Incident # 1
An aged (75 years) widower is staying with his son, daughter-in-law and grand-son. The widower cannot see and hear properly owing to age. Friday he was very upset with this DIL and Son for not changing his dirty bed spread. He must have had an argument and unable to take this any further... decided to walk out of the house...
He came back in 30 minutes, took with him some cash. Next 2 days, nobody heard any news about what happened to this grandpa. Nobody was putting any efforts to find out where he was, whether he was well...
Saturday late evening, the son received a call from a stranger. The stranger said "Sir, there is an old man sitting here in a park. He gave me your number and said he was your father. Apparently the money he had with him was swindled by few boys. He does not have a penny on him. He does not seems to have eaten anything nor slept over the last 1.5 days... can you please come and take him?"
The son went and brought him back on saturday night. The old person was dilirious and down with throat infection. Apparently he had stumbled and fallen in the park.
What must have the father gone through while requesting the stranger to phone his son?
Incident # 2
A son takes his mother to a distant relatives house. After the visit, he got up to go. He turned to his mother and said "I am leaving you here... I dont want you to come back to my house - ever."
Incident # 3
The son is on a visit to his home town. His mother calls him into a room and tells him "My son, I have been living with your brother for several years now. But he is saying he will not take care of me going forward. Can you please provide me with a shelter somewhere?"
The son, who has his own house in a metro and has sons himself - all very well settled, does not respond.
Incident # 4
On a Saturday morning, a granny, diagnosed with breathlessness problem is hospitalized. Doctors at the hospital are unable to figure out what's wrong.
She is able to walk, talk and all vital signs are fine but complains of breathlessness. Her children organize for an ambulance to take her to a bigger hospital (Apollo Mallya). All kids, grandkids are with her. They all have taken permission or leave to be with her because they all truly love her. It is a Saturday.
She has severe back ache. She cannot reach her back herself to soothe the pain. So requests her daughter and grand daughter, who are beside her, to help her. Daughter and Grand daughter are very happy and more than willing to help out the dear mother and grand mother.
As both of them start massaging her back, her eyes fill with tears... Grand daughter asks her "Anama (paternal granny in konkani), why are you crying?"
She responds "I heard that they are getting an ambulance to shift me to a bigger hospital. I am feeling very sad for the amount of hardship I am giving to all of you. I wish I could make it any more easy"
The grand daughter's eyes filled with tears - Even in pain, her granny is thinking about the hardship she was causing to others while forgetting her own pain. Grand daughter's heart salutes her granny.
Granny passed away same day mid night from Brain Hemorrhage...
WHAT ARE WE DOING TO KEEP OUR AGED PARENTS WITH US? AND TRULY HAPPY?
When all they have in their hearts is good wishes for us - their children?
An aged (75 years) widower is staying with his son, daughter-in-law and grand-son. The widower cannot see and hear properly owing to age. Friday he was very upset with this DIL and Son for not changing his dirty bed spread. He must have had an argument and unable to take this any further... decided to walk out of the house...
He came back in 30 minutes, took with him some cash. Next 2 days, nobody heard any news about what happened to this grandpa. Nobody was putting any efforts to find out where he was, whether he was well...
Saturday late evening, the son received a call from a stranger. The stranger said "Sir, there is an old man sitting here in a park. He gave me your number and said he was your father. Apparently the money he had with him was swindled by few boys. He does not have a penny on him. He does not seems to have eaten anything nor slept over the last 1.5 days... can you please come and take him?"
The son went and brought him back on saturday night. The old person was dilirious and down with throat infection. Apparently he had stumbled and fallen in the park.
What must have the father gone through while requesting the stranger to phone his son?
Incident # 2
A son takes his mother to a distant relatives house. After the visit, he got up to go. He turned to his mother and said "I am leaving you here... I dont want you to come back to my house - ever."
Incident # 3
The son is on a visit to his home town. His mother calls him into a room and tells him "My son, I have been living with your brother for several years now. But he is saying he will not take care of me going forward. Can you please provide me with a shelter somewhere?"
The son, who has his own house in a metro and has sons himself - all very well settled, does not respond.
Incident # 4
On a Saturday morning, a granny, diagnosed with breathlessness problem is hospitalized. Doctors at the hospital are unable to figure out what's wrong.
She is able to walk, talk and all vital signs are fine but complains of breathlessness. Her children organize for an ambulance to take her to a bigger hospital (Apollo Mallya). All kids, grandkids are with her. They all have taken permission or leave to be with her because they all truly love her. It is a Saturday.
She has severe back ache. She cannot reach her back herself to soothe the pain. So requests her daughter and grand daughter, who are beside her, to help her. Daughter and Grand daughter are very happy and more than willing to help out the dear mother and grand mother.
As both of them start massaging her back, her eyes fill with tears... Grand daughter asks her "Anama (paternal granny in konkani), why are you crying?"
She responds "I heard that they are getting an ambulance to shift me to a bigger hospital. I am feeling very sad for the amount of hardship I am giving to all of you. I wish I could make it any more easy"
The grand daughter's eyes filled with tears - Even in pain, her granny is thinking about the hardship she was causing to others while forgetting her own pain. Grand daughter's heart salutes her granny.
Granny passed away same day mid night from Brain Hemorrhage...
WHAT ARE WE DOING TO KEEP OUR AGED PARENTS WITH US? AND TRULY HAPPY?
When all they have in their hearts is good wishes for us - their children?
Injections and Pain
Saturday was my daughter, Aditi's innoculation day. She got a booster shot.
We were at the clinic at 8.30 a.m. The doctor we took her to, gave us 2 choices (its a consumer's world !!!):
(a) local booster injection - very painful - Rs. 700
(b) phoren made booster injection - very LESS painful - Rs. 1800
Which one do you want? (as if we have a choice.......humph!)
My husband immediately said, we will go with Option-a (without consulting me, the little one's mother)
And by the time I realized what was happening, in went the locally made injection.
Doctor warned us that she would go through immense pain and fever bout for 2 days.
On our way back, I brought this topic for discussion:
I (to my husband) - why did you go for the local injection?
He - I thought it was cost effective. Eitherways, injections bring in pain
I (said heroically) - Its okay... how long can we protect her from pain?
May be I spoke too early.
By noon, the pain she was undergoing was clearly evident. Her plight was unseeable to me. She was crying in pain each time she wanted to move her left leg (on which she received the shot).
She was also running high temperature. Although, she was bearing it herocially, my heart crushed seeing her in this state... what made is worse was her inablility to tell us what she was going through.... she is still learning to speak at 1.5 years ...
All said and done... parents are parents... we want to shield our kids from pain and suffering as much as possible.... so, i resolved to go in for the costlier injection next time ...
To hell with money.... I don't want my daughter to suffer like this... I don't want to see tears in her beautiful eyes .... I want to see her happy and smiling always...
We were at the clinic at 8.30 a.m. The doctor we took her to, gave us 2 choices (its a consumer's world !!!):
(a) local booster injection - very painful - Rs. 700
(b) phoren made booster injection - very LESS painful - Rs. 1800
Which one do you want? (as if we have a choice.......humph!)
My husband immediately said, we will go with Option-a (without consulting me, the little one's mother)
And by the time I realized what was happening, in went the locally made injection.
Doctor warned us that she would go through immense pain and fever bout for 2 days.
On our way back, I brought this topic for discussion:
I (to my husband) - why did you go for the local injection?
He - I thought it was cost effective. Eitherways, injections bring in pain
I (said heroically) - Its okay... how long can we protect her from pain?
May be I spoke too early.
By noon, the pain she was undergoing was clearly evident. Her plight was unseeable to me. She was crying in pain each time she wanted to move her left leg (on which she received the shot).
She was also running high temperature. Although, she was bearing it herocially, my heart crushed seeing her in this state... what made is worse was her inablility to tell us what she was going through.... she is still learning to speak at 1.5 years ...
All said and done... parents are parents... we want to shield our kids from pain and suffering as much as possible.... so, i resolved to go in for the costlier injection next time ...
To hell with money.... I don't want my daughter to suffer like this... I don't want to see tears in her beautiful eyes .... I want to see her happy and smiling always...
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