Wednesday, September 30, 2009

How far would you go to make money?

Would you put up your child on hire? To have total strangers look after your child in their environment and you get paid for it.

A baby, a toddler, a growing child right from infancy, needs and feels secure with a said routine, a familiar place with familiar people, technically the family. Not strangers, not a strange place, irrespective of the fact that it is the parents who have introduced them to the kid or that the parents are always there in the background. It is the parents job to be a parent and not let some celebrity part of some show become parents for few days.

Imagine the emotional and psychological turmoil in the kid in such surroundings. I'm really shocked that such a show actually took off. And that there is so NGO opposing it. What is our health govt doing? Where is the so called moral police? Nobody finds this offensive?

All I can think of is the babies. They sure as hell look cute, all babies do. But their crying is not because of food or sleep its primarily cause they're insecure. Heck even as new parents, one does not know what a child is going through, why and what is it that is making them cry. how can it not break their parents heart. Is it cause they can't talk?

In case you are wondering what I'm talking about; just saw the promos of a new reality show on NDTV Imagine, Pati Patni Aur Woh. The show is about taking the relationship to the next level, to test if the celebrity couples are ready to take on the biggest challenge of their lives - Becoming Parents.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Some Bubbly perhaps?

Never thought I'd ever get here... yet its been the toughest post to write... been at a complete loss of words... its been quite a journey... can't forget where I started from.. and have made so many wonderful friends along the way.

After 2 years, finally hit the 100th post!

And here it is with a brand new look.

SGD, am truly honored that you thought of me, thank you so much for the IBC Award , my apologies for accepting it soo late, but I wanted it be here :-)

Happy Friendships day in advance everybody!!

Cheers!! :-)

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Full of life and attitude

Bro at B's (Imp's friend) place:

B: Oh! It's you!! ......Why have you come alone? I told you to bring Imp? so why did you not bring her?

Bro, shocked at her tone... manages to mumble... will bring her tomorrow ... ok... promise.

B: Good.

There are few days when I pick up and drop B home from school... yes both of them go to the same school

Me: Enjoyed school today?

B: Yes. Casually asks me... I thought you were supposed to get her home? (this after 3 days of meeting every evening and after school playing)

Its always a tough time for me and their school teachers when I have to pick up the imp, as both want to go home together... doesn't matter whose home, just as long as they are together. Its a different thing that after 2-3 hours pf playing both have drawn their daggers and are fighting for that small chair to sit or the brownie to be they are not fighting for the last one...just that Imp likes to relish her brownies and B likes to wolf them down. Both are head strong, stubborn and short tempered. And cannot take no for an answer. yet when its time to leave, they want to stay together. You ask one a question and the other one will answer for her. Its really rare when they will answer questions asked to them.

And Thank god they are not in the same class! Don't even want to imagine what would happen then.


On a totally unrelated note... how to get away with murder!!! sigh.... what a total waste.

Monday, July 6, 2009

Blast from the past

Flashback 10-15 years

Summer hols were always associated with load shedding. 8 - 10 hrs, sometimes even more and all unscheduled at granny's place in a remote village in UP. We'd be surprised if we had any power supply at all. Inverters did'nt exist. Generators reserved for the night and afternoon siestas. The situation hasn't changed much now.

Cut to the present at home, Mysore.

Supposed Rainy season. No Rains, No hydro power ... unscheduled load shedding up to 8 hours, inverters crash...long forgotten gas lamps have been unearthed, generator sales; irrespective of the fuel prices have increased. KRS is dry.... bloody heart breaking, when you have had too many fun picnics there... its depressing to visit it now. Only tourists go there now, locals don't even visit that place any more.

If it wasn't for the weather, there would be no difference between the present and the past.

Monday, June 29, 2009

The Adventurous One..

The whole neighborhood knows our dogs and
keep an eye for them. They are friendly and never attack unless provoked, so can be left to wander about on their own for a few minutes and they always find their way back. There have been days when complete strangers have come knocking to tell us that our dogs have wandered far away and somebody should go get them, before they are dog-napped. They are the star attraction, though our immediate neighbors will have a different POV due to their(his) loud and constant barking. Every person walking by or standing in front of the gate is greeted this way.

The notorious one

Forever up to mischief, forever hungry, can eat any thing and foreve
r barking! Once he took Imp's stuffed toy into his dog house and refused to come out! Last week one day he suddenly decided to not come back home after his regular walk post lunch. We decided to wait till evening to go look for him. Our help, who whenever around, always takes them out personally after lunch was very guilty...since this happened on his watch. So he takes the other one and goes looking. And cant find him. Takes the other one too and heads out. Still no clue. Dad is not too worried, mum however is a different case altogether. And Imp asking for him all the time. Mum's sure he has either met with an accident somewhere or somebody's walked off with him. She strongly suspected our immediate sour neighbor. Our other dog is acting very weird. Standing at the gate and barking away, peeing through the opening and barking... Open the gate and he looks left and right and barks away. Every time, he barks we're checking outside and finally our man decides to come back home. Why? Its dinner time! And his punishment, poor guy had to go hungry for not coming back home on time. Nobody messes with mum when she is sooo upset.

The silent brooding one

Obedient, Quiet and unruffled... till the notorious one came into picture. Then we saw his naughty side. Both of them together are a riot. Always chewing whatever they can sink their teeth into... looking at both of them, one would think they are not fed at home, at all. One fine day he too decided to not come back home after his lunch walk. For some vague reason he decided to follow one of the teens who was walking out of a nearby bank. Accompany him till his shop, and decides to snooze under the shade there. It was a hot sunny aft, and the kid had given him a bowl of water and food too. small mercies he did not eat anything, just had water and slept. The boy along with his friends dropped him off home in the evening. The boys were totally thrilled and excited, that they had the company of our dog for one whole afternoon and that he was so well behaved!

These very group of kids keep a look out for our dogs, always checking in on them and appraising us if they have wandered far away.

Blessed.. Aren't they?

Friday, June 26, 2009

And he is gone....

Damn damn damn... feels unreal

grew up listening to his songs... they are an all time fav... and now he is gone. Just like that. A legend, one that I didn't associate death with. Listening to his songs is gonna make me cry. No body can match up to this performance at the '88 Grammys , The Way You Make Me Feel and Man in the Mirror...

The king of pop is dead.


Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Wear your Attitude

The clothes available for girls is way too cute, just couldn't resist picking tees with these lines on them for Imp

SMALL but Dangerous.

Party Trained!

I can only please one person a day.
Today isn't your day.
Tomorrow doesn't look good either.

I don't do DRAMA.

There is one I had,

All men are Animals.
They just make better Pets!

Think I should get that one done for her, of course for when she is a little older?

Sunday, June 21, 2009

A lill blog love

I've said it before and I say it again, blogging is an addiction, like that daily cup of coffee. Correct me if I am wrong but I believe blogs are the only place we can be brutally honest with ourselves. One can really see a window to a persons personality shine through their writing. The best part is finding people with the same wavelength, great way to make friends...and the process never stops, just spills over to the networking sites and chats and meets... :-)

A much delayed post... awards are a funny thing...just when you think you are done with the receiving and giving it lands on your lap yet again... errr...not that I'm complaining :P

IHM created a blogscar, Thanks for the wonderful awards lady, Suki just was just returning the love, thanks babe :-) and Monika, thanks babe.

Thanks IHM:

Thanks Suki
Thanks Monika,

And me, shamelessly copying their styles...

Passing on the I love your blog Award ....Why I love you guys so much...

Suki, she's
obviously honest, a little quirky, but for the major part, a sound head on her shoulders for her age. Reading her posts and comments never cease to amaze me. And I love her experiments with no `poo and oils...

IHM, she is special, very special. The first one to comment here, never patronizing always encouraging. Her comments always made me feel good. I thought I was a nut case simply cause of my way of thinking, till I came across her blog. Liberal, fair and she thinks so much. Most of the times after having read her posts have to ponder and then comment. And she has a mean sense of humor too. The only person who made me realize that I was sane and didn't have to be apologetic about it.

Mampi, another special lady. love her poetic style and the dash of humor thrown in. her humane stories touch a chord, and she does it without being judgmental. She makes me wish I knew Punjabi just to understand her poems, the translations just don't have that depth. And how can I forget the beautiful music I've been introduced to on her blog. But of course, Rasan, is the real talent.

Roop, tongue in cheek humor, her in depth posts and her video blogs...yes there is somebody who is crazy like me, maybe more :P And for Unchaahi.

Ritu, I just love her, how can u not? her razor sharp wit, whacky sense of humor and for saying the way it truly is. And of course the Insane Family Entertainment. What I love most is her attitude to take life as it comes head on and not buckle under it. And do it smilingly. Truly inspiring!

Apar, my souls sis :-) brutally honest, her posts always touch a chord...

Anand, finds a humorous take on anything and everything, his lounge & how to reads are evidence enough. one of those rare bloggers, who's each and every post will make you laugh. And now his blog has become the latest hang out zone, the comments are a laugh riot and the icing on the cake is the friends made there. And oh yea, he is also a great sport :-)

Sakshi, nutty with an aptly named blog, an awesome photographer, fiery with a mean sense of humor. When she actually sits down to write, she makes you sit up and take notice.

Monika, her simple carefree posts ..especially about her darling prince

Iya, her simple writing make lovely posts, a delight to read...

Solio, a versatile, compassionate , simple absolute delight to read her posts, esp the peanut tales

Priyanka and Swati can identify with their blogs as a mother and love to compare notes and catch the milestones

Usha, her writing is poetry in motion...missing her posts... come back soon!!!

Santosh, Raji, CrabbyWife.. totally biased towards these guys, just wish they'd write more.

Pass on both the Friends Awards and Lovely Blogger award to

Workhard, Anshu, Solio, Priyanka, Swati, Aruna, Jagan, Usha, IHM, Suki, Sakshi, Anand, Roop, Mampi, Priyanka, Monika, Iya, Apar, Amrutha, Ritu, Serendipity, Santosh, Raji, and Crabby Wife

Pass on the Versatile Blogger Award to - Ritu, Anand, Solio, IHM, Mampi and Roop

Will be putting up the links soon, if in the mean time, you check this post, please do consider the award.

Cheerios :-)

Monday, June 8, 2009


She is worshiped
She is treasured
She is given all the luxuries of life that can be offered


She does not have Freedom

Freedom to make her own choices
Freedom to make her own mistakes
Freedom to live her life in her own terms
Freedom to learn from her own mistakes

Give her an education
Give her a chance to make it worthwhile
Give her a chance to grow, show her the love and watch her blossom

She is no less than a son.

Say NO to Gender Inequality and Female Infanticide.

Edited to Add:

Don't miss EnGeetham's goose bumpy poem here

Cross posted on No Gender Inequality and Unchaahi

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Love Ladder - Crowd becomes Knight in Shining Armour

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Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Stupid or a true potrait??

Sooo, If you're on FB chances are you have come across the various quizzes that all your friends take.. You click on one and you are addicted... Its stupid, funny and total and complete time are some I took just for the fun of it...

So I'm Middle of the Road Kind of Gal, when it comes to the kind of mum I am!

You're really the most ideal kind of mom to have- You're not too strict, you're not too loose. The kids know how to have fun at a playdate, and you're not ripping out your hair worrying all of the time about airborn germs and fingerprints. You keep your kids clean and well maintained yet they have fun getting dirty too. You keep your house picked up, but you don't have a home air purifier system and sanitizing wipes stashed in every nook and cranny. Your kids play well with others because they have manners but they're also relaxed enough to make friends. Good for you!

And the theme song of my life is "Unwritten" by Natasha Bedingfield, never mind that I have yet to hear this song :P

You Are Rain

You are dark and dramatic. You tend to be a bit over the top.

You have strong emotions and they can change quickly. You are tempestuous.

You are wild and unpredictable. You tend to
overwhelm and surprise people.

While you are aggressive, you are also a homebody. You don't really care for physical activities.

You Are a Crossword Puzzle

You are well read, and you have a good head for remembering facts.

You are a wordsmith. You have a way with words, and you're very literate.

You are a mysterious person who enjoys dropping little clues every now and then.

Saturday, May 30, 2009

TAG New Age Bras

Suki suggested, I encouraged and the tag was created.

Here's the tag - if you could incorporate any custom feature into a bra, what would it be?

I'd love a coolant feature...esp during the smoldering heat!

Feel free to take it up, just let me know, or leave it in the comments and I'll update the post here.


Sara -
i think i wd want automatic air fillers.. just in case a really hot guy passes by me.. i can inflate them so at least he d notice that..

The custom bra better have emergency services. It shud beep if someone is trying to steal it. But beep ahhhhhh..sloowwlllyyy.. and niceelllyyy...and gud sensual beeepppss u know. It has to have a mini projector with windows xp loaded in it so if i hv to show a presentation..i can jus push a button...and my bra shows it screen by screen. I get promoted.
and of course it shud hv FM in it. I press it rite where I love it...and it plays my favorite radio Station with controlled music.

Solio: I would want a Gun attached to it something in the shape of those Asha Parekh ones. Women can go out anytime wearing those and any perverts or moral police attacks and gets shot. We won't need to carry any Pepper spray or learn self defense.

Given a choice, I would rather have the Bra tell about any abnormalities of the Breast tissue. So many women around me are suffering from breast cancer and are dying due to the non-detection of the same that I would rather have every single bra built in with a detection-system for breast cancer or other malignancies.

Swati: Coolants in summers and heaters in winters and raincoats during rain..what do you think ?

Thursday, May 21, 2009

New Age Bra's...?

As if the wonder bra wasn't enough we now have these... when I first read this, I actually had to check the date to see, if it were an April Fools Joke. Sadly it wasn't. Lingerie label Lisca have developed a Smart Memory Bra with heat sensitive foam which works out when you get all hot and bothered.

Apparently the bra reacts to changes in body temperature, supposedly du
e to sexual arousal and changes shape to push the breasts together, making them look bigger. When your body temp drops, so do the boobs and the bra adjusts cleavage accordingly.

Is it so hard to understand that body temperature does not rise only due to arousal?

Here's another bizarre one.. A Husband Hunting Bra specially created for Japan's singles market. The bra features a self set timer: "First you decide your target time or deadline until marriage and the countdown clock will start. Once you find your life partner and get engaged, you have to insert the engagement ring into the slot and the clock stops and The Wedding March begins."

Imagine wearing a ticking clock! How innovative and absolutely comfortable and of course
not psycho at all. This is Triumph keeping abreast of Japan's singles market by making a specially-designed bra for women whose biological clocks are ticking.

Some companies have way too much time and money on their hands.

Monday, May 18, 2009

When Love & Hate Collide...

Is it love or Motherhood??

I remember an aunt once saying, how her relationship with her mother improved when she became a mum.. Didn't make a lot of sense then...Lav tagged me to write 5 things that I love about being a mom. And me being me, cannot stick with just 5...

Becoming a parent is a complete lifestyle change. Its an emotional roller coaster ride. No two days are the same, everyday has its own story.

I have someone to call my own. Just Mine, who also happens to be the best person to cuddle up, a hug from her is the best medicine and play nonsensical games
and that she's a chip off the old block...

Rediscovering the little joys... the pitter patter of rain, playing with shadows, chasing butterflies...... looking at the world through her eyes...

She makes me a better person, knowing that I can change for the better.... she balances my life, in a way I never thought was ever possible. Children have a way of taking your attitude and ego and shoving it in your face, and there is nothing you can do about it.

The craziness that comes with living with a toddler. Toys all around, room forever in a mess, shoes never in their place... those visiting might hate it, but heck I love it...

The comfort, the closeness that being with a child brings. Legs on tummy, tiny palms in my face cooing contently... the heartfelt moments..

It is also the official certificate that I have grown up and I have to get out of bed everyday and early!! If it were just me, I'd be in bed the whole day... I'm lazy! There are days when she drags me out of bed...

I am who I am because of her, A mother cause she came into my life. Motherhood is the best thing that ever happened to me.

And how could IHM not add a twist to this tag! To write about the things that I don't like about motherhood.

I miss wearing my heels. Carrying her and heels just don't go together!

I really could do without the allergies...

The tears at a drop of a hat and temper tantrums and the frustration and irritation that comes with it...

Messy hair, refusal to comb her hair

I just don't recognize my body anymore and the hormones, the lesser said about them the better! My closet is full of clothes in every size. Have never exercised in my life and now I will just have too! hmph..

Honestly I really love being a mother, the only thing that I really hate is the fear, the helplessness that comes with being a mother, always wonder what kind of a world have I brought her into? .... too much to handle.

Pass this tag on to Saakshi, Nehal, SGD, Monika and Apar ( do the love bit now). Will come back and update the links, till then if you happen to drop by, please consider yourself tagged! And anybody else who would like to take it ...fell free to do so..

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Home remedies and a BIG Thank you!

First off, thank you all everybody for your support. I was really upset initially more so because the big fan I am of home remedies, it meant that I would have to toughen up and get immune to her cries for them to work . And yes I managed to do both... time, patience & a stone of heart. Damn why did parenting have to be so hard! now that will make for a totally different post...

So here is what I did..

For the Cyst in her eye: Rinsing eyes with Meethi Seeds decoction is a good remedy for all eye related problems. rinsing the eyes of a toddler, was tough. After a lot of debate, using it as eye drops was the best. And after a lot of trial and error, its best to use it when the are asleep! Just pull down the lower eye lid, and voila its done. No cries. No pleadings nothing.

For her ears: Turns out that the supposed gold plated earring was made of inferior quality material and hence the infection was going bad to worse. So it was Kari pata (fresh) to the rescue. The stems have medicinal properties. Seeing is believing they say and within 6 hours there was a noticeable difference. And in 24 hours, I could actually see her pierced ear lobes without any pus or blood. The sticks would turn black, it was as though it was pulling/sucking all infection into itself. The sticks have to be replaced everyday, they shrink in size and dry out. Neem sticks cannot be used, since they rot the ears, making it a whole lot worse.

The whole operation, was done when she was sleeping. Removing, cleaning & oiling. Used Entrops on the ear lobe and the sticks too. The cyst took about a week to clear more so because, I could put those drops only during the afternoon and though her ears look ok now, have been advised to keep it going for another month.

The worst, she has sworn off earrings. She does not want to wear them. Period. Even though her ears don't pain now, I'm still not allowed to change the sticks when she is awake. I'm planning to take her to the jeweler, to shop for her new earrings, hopefully then she'd be interested again. And yes she has also become very alert during her sleep. If she feels any pain and is woken up, she looks every few minutes to see if I am in the room or not and so I am not supposed to be sleeping next to her, if I touch her eye or ear.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Of Unsung Heros & Spreading the word!

She broke her blog hiatus for this... to recognize, acknowledge & spread the word about the first Indian woman to Ski both the North Pole & the South Pole in 2007.

Saraswathy(Sara) Kameswaran, skied on both the Poles in the year 2007. She was a self funded Indian from Tamilnadu. She was the First ever Indian woman to ski on both the Poles in the same year.

Without a deft agent to publicize her historic feat, Sara completed her achievement as quietly as the person she is. She is simply happy to have made it.

Skiing in the Pole is just not like skiing on the Heavenly slopes in Lake Tahoe or Aspen slopes in Colorado. You need a special combination of dream, determination and grit to brave the below zero tempratures and to carry your own food & excrements.

Now the whole web world is ablaze with a news item on Reena Kaushal - another Indian woman - as the First Indian Woman "preparing" to go to the South Pole in 2010. God bless Reena with a safe passage and completion. But, Sara already did it in 2007. You know because Reena is going with a commonwealth all women team, and she has proper planning and publicizing agent and her guide is so fiercely protective and assures that Reena is going to be the first Indian Woman - can the fact that Sara did both the Poles in 2007 be nullified?

The Indian media, even the media in Tamilnadu is not interested in talking about the First Tamil Woman who did this historic feat. People say, with access to internet, the world is at your finger tips and you can contact any one you want. This is not practically true. You can email thousands of individuals, unless they decide to read that email or respond to that mail, you do not know if your case is heard, leave alone being considered.

I am looking for a miracle to happen, so the world or at least India will know Sara did both the poles in the same year in 2007.

*the above content has been copied from Eternal Poetry . If you want to spread the news, please feel free to copy out this post on your own page, with due credit to Poetry, the owner of . Thank you!

The media has to sit up and take notice, high time...don't you think so?

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

A comes home!!

Ever since I became friends with Aparna, have been wanting to meet her & A. We made plans, there were even talks about a blogger meet to be held in March (If I remember correctly).. and then last weekend Apar finally made it home, with 2 of her friends driving her down just to meet me & Imp. I was floored. And A, such a cutie pie, shy at first & then jumping about the whole place. She is just as I imagined, full of life, joking away & that beautiful smile...don't loose it! You're not my soul sister for nothing! Love u babes.

And Imp, too shy. This girl was at her crankiest when I picked her up from her last day at summer camp. Tired, sleepy & hungry is not a good combo! Tried to get her to eat, just to get some free time with apar, but no such luck. She just kept crying and asking when is my friend coming home. And then of course does what she is best at, shy and coy, knowing we were talking about her, enjoying all the attention. And a miracle. She falls asleep herself, while hiding her face behind the cushion. Of course she went crazy when she woke up and saw that she had a kitchen set, she loves to play with the chakla and belan. Even though we do not cook roti's at home, have to make dough for her so that she can make her roti's and parathas.

Too bad we couldn't take pics of our kids but then hey...we got our pics! :-) Come home again gurl and this time for a longer duration.

Blogging totally rocks, will always cherish the friends I have made here and hope I make many more new friends.

Monday, April 27, 2009

God and his terrific sense of humor!

Dear God,

Oh I'm pissed! Royally pissed!

She wakes up today morning, with a blood red spot in her eye. Turns out to be a cyst! yea a cyst. How did she get it? We have 2 mango trees in out back yard replete with mango's. She loves to play outside, and personally pick and collect the fallen mango's to give to her nani to pickle them. The fact that she happened to rub her eye after touching the mango and the sap is what has given her the bloody cyst. And rinsing the eye of a 2.6 yrd old with menthi solution is a piece of cake, isn't it?

What am I supposed to do, Tie her up like we tie dogs, so that she can be in one place. This girl loves to play in the grass, in the mud, yes she even likes to eat it. Loves to pluck out the flowers and make a small garden for herself or her mum.

And don't even get me started about her ears, infected! I have to take out her earrings. This girl loves jewelery, even more than her mother. And now I have to bloody well take out her earrings. Just a walk in the park. the very thought of it, has me shaking. She is going to be sooo upset.

But then hey, what has to done has to be done right. First the allergies and now this. Thank you. Please I do not want to know what all different types if reactions can happen with touch, please just stop it here. And forgive me for my explicit language, I'm really upset, I cant really vent this way at home here. What has this girl done to deserve this? To see other kids eat cake, chocolates, ice cream and only want it form a distance, knowing that seh cannot eat any of those, Only those special ones that mum makes or gets for her. Its torture looking into those eyes, and explaining to her, why she cannot have those.

Please just stop it right here, I'm begging you. She does not even understand what I am going to do, she will cry bloody murder begging me to not do this to her. Begging that she will be a good girl and listen to everything I say. If this goes on, I cant deal with this, so please just stop here, let this be the last. Please.

Upset mum.

Friday, April 24, 2009


For some strange reason the rains have led to a nostalgia trip today. Downloading some of my old favorite numbers and receive an email from a close friend today, whose marriage is on the rocks and that is where it is going to stay unless a miracle happens. I don't even know how to comfort him... what do I say... what don't I say. Pray the second kid on the way will be the miracle for him.

And this song comes to mind, I can never get enough of listening to Afterglow by INXS. Followed their rock star hunt for a lead singer Rock Star: INXS. Sung by JD fortune, the now ousted lead singer, thanks to his substance addiction...what a waste of talent! When you have the music why does one need substance, I'll never understand. The lyrics seem really apt for my friend.

Here I am,
Lost in the light of the moon,
That comes through my window.

Bathed in blue,
The walls of my memory divides,
The thorns from the roses.
It's you and the roses.

Touch me and I will follow,
In your afterglow.
Heal me from all this sorrow,
As I let you go.
I will find my way
When I see your eyes,
Now I'm living,
In your afterglow.

Here I am,
Lost in the ashes of time,
But who wants tomorrow,
In between,
Longing to hold you again,
I'm caught in your shadow.
I'm losing control.

My mind drifts away,
We only have today.

Touch me and I will follow,
In your afterglow.
Heal me from all this sorrow,
As I let you go.
I will find my way,
I will sacrifice,
'Til the blinding day,
When I see your eyes.

Now I'm living,
In your afterglow [in your afterglow].
When the veils are gone,
As I let you go,
As I let you go.

Touch me and I will follow,
In your afterglow.
Heal me from all this sorrow,
As I let you go.
I will find my way
I will sacrifice,
Now I'm living,
In your afterglow.

Bathed in blue,
The walls of my memory divides,
The thorns from the roses.
It's you who is closest.

Pray things work out for you B.E.!

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Nature!! I love you!

I've been cribbing about the unbearable heat over the last few months, on chat, on twitter, you name it! Even the rains in the night didn't satisfy me just increased the humidity during the day. But today evening, I was blown away. Terrific rain with an added bonus - hails. I remember the first time we had a hail storm in Mysore. Cuz's and I were picking the ice from the grass and eating it. Today was a great day to get drenched, have hot coffee with some yummy pakodas.

Few plants in the garden were literally blown away, making them bare and lopsided. Yet, the rain was simply beautiful. Never thought I'd miss the rain and getting drenched soo bad.Of course where there is rain there is also the electricity playing hide and seek. And with dad missing the IPL, it was time for World Space! Sheesh...We have literally forgotten the wonderful radio thanks to the television!

Blissful evening! Leaving you with one of my all time fav songs by Bruce Springsteen, Dancing in the Dark. If you look closely the girl in the video is our very own Courtney Cox aka Monika from F.R.I.E.N.D.S

Monday, April 20, 2009

Conversations from the Imp household!

Post 6pm, we're both in the garden enjoying the evening breeze after a hot sunny day.

IMP: Mummy see...pointing towards the sky... Mooon!!
Me: Nahi beta woh moon nahi hai. Those are the clouds (She does not understand the silver lining to a grey coud)
IMP: Nahi mamma, Moon hai. Imp jaati hai?
Me: Nahi beta, Wahan Koi nahi jaata, koi nahi rehta.
IMP: mmm...(thinking in progress) bus hai?
Me: nahi
IMP: tractor hai?
Me: nahi
IMP: nayi mamma, tractor hai. Imp ko maalum hai, sab maul hai mamma.

Watching songs on my lap, she suddenly exclaims as I change the channel..
"Oh God! No Mama!"
Stunned and shocked mum: Where did you learn that?
Suddenly shy Imp: Bacche Ma!

Sleepy mum to imp: Sleep baby. Mamma ko nini aiye.
IMP: nahi
Me: fine. then let mumma sleep. you do your puzzles
Imp: No. Uttho Mamma. Ye lo, colouring karo (handing me the crayons and hte coloring book)
Me: No. Imp ne paani nahi pi, mamma imp ki baat nahi sunegi
IMP: hmmm... theek hai...takes a sip from the bottle. Ab bas hai, okie...paani uthho aur coloring karo. Imp puzzle karti hai. Theek Hai.
Me: Aur piyo...
IMP: Nahi. Bas Hai
Me: Piyo.
IMP: Imp jaari hai. Imp ko bahar Janna Hai. Tum ninna karo. Ok Mamma. Byeeee

Goes out and wakes up Nana and Nani to open the main door, since mum has refused to!

After breakfast, dad is getting ready to leave for work. Imp scrambles from my lap to wear her sandals.
IMP: Nana... Imp aari hai...I also coming.
Nana: No Beta, you stay here. You have to have your bath.
IMP: Nahi. I also coming. See Imp ready hai. Nai Nai nahi karna.
And is getting ready to go out the door, to wait right next to the car.
Nana: Theek Hai, car me round deke, nai nai karna...ok..phir mamma office leeke aiyagi.
IMP: Nahi. Imp ko office me dosa khana hai. Abhi.
Nana: Lekin aise gandi jaaogi?
IMP: Gandi nahi hai nana! Imp ko jaana hai...please nana..please nana...please... (she does a wonderful lip curl when she is pleading. Will melt the strongest heart!)
As usual Nana melts: Theek Hai. chalo. Paani ki bottle rakho aur bye kardo mummy ko.

And as usual I have no say in this conversation.

Friday, April 3, 2009

The Ear Piercing Saga

Finally! Its done at 2.5 years, the third year of her birth. And for those wondering I should have asked her...she is the one who has behind me to get her ears pierced.

Imp has always loved jewelery, is fascinated by it. And for the longest time she has wanted earrings. She would always look at my ears and want to wear my earrings too. This Tuesday, we suddenly woke up to realise that Navratri was on us and with Imp being in her third year, this was the day to get her ears pierced. The question now was how? the traditional method or the Gun Shot method. My ears were pierced by our family doc's compounder and now he is quite old and not a feasible option. A few phone calls later decided to go to a Jeweler. Getting his number took another day.

I was still in doubt, since I would have to be alone with Imp and she feeds of my anxiety in seconds. Plus stranger anxiety. She has tons of it. So I did some checking on the gun shot method. Spoke to my beautician, turns out she does piercings and has done for kids younger to imp too. Speaking to her helped. And blogs came to my rescue. Read a lot of posts. Esp by Poppins and Priyanka. Both their experiences scared the shit out of me. And then I read this which gave me some hope. Also checked with the pead, and realised that the doc's don't give any anesthetic simply cause they don't see any reason! So beautician it was.The decision was the easiest part of the whole day, I was to realise later.

Before going I decided to mark her ears, and she wouldn't let me. She howled like no mans business. i even let her mark my ears with the marker, but to no avail. I fed her lunch and we left with her fav teddy in tow. And to my luck the AC is switched off, power cut or an energy saving exercise? Getting her to sit on my lap was a BIG task. The earrings she was to wear came to my rescue. She starts crying the sec I hold her head to put the anesthetic cream and then there was no turning back. And of course in between all this the mark conveniently disappears and we have to mark her ears again. I wasn't even sure if her ears were marked properly! SO finally I'm holding her head, one lady with the gun, one lady to pull the ear lobe, one to hold her hands and one to pin her down on my lap. Took us about 10 min to get this combination right. And then the earring kept falling off that gun. Holding her down was bad enough, and I was so wrong in thinking that it would be easy with the gun. She just refused to sit tight, kept fighting to get off and me feeling guilty as hell. Finally we get her right ear done. The left one, the earring refuses to detach itself from the gun. And that woman gets it from me. Should I have kept quiet? I do not know, but my daughter is crying from pain and I could see her ear lobe being pulled/stretched by the gun, not a pleasant sight. Miraculously it is done. Check both the ears and no bleeding, just red. She refuses to have the anesthetic gel applied again and I don't push her.

Then it is my turn. yes I got my ears pierced again. Simply cause my left one was not done correctly, was crooked. And majorly to know what it feels like...esp the after effects. And that woman goofs up on mine big time. My right bleeds a bit, and even after 24 hours they are still paining. Watching me go through the same procedure calmed imp to some extent. And plus she is fascinated & thrilled that we are wearing the same studs. She cant wait to get out of the beauty parlor and I know the staff there is also waiting for us to leave. No body likes to hear the cries of a baby, esp a baby in pain. She smiled only when we pick up dad from his office to go to the Ice cream parlor ( yes they have lactose free ice cream, called Sorbets) as I had promised her. By the time we reach there she is fast asleep. She wakes up as I am applying Entorps to her ears and remembers that she has not had her ice cream. She polishes half the box of Forest Berrie Sorbet.

And there end our ear piercing saga. Thank god it was me they goofed up on. If I had to do it again, I would go for the Gun Shot, Its smoother and quicker. And get it done in the first year, the older they are the tougher it gets.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Shrunk World!

Internet has really shrunk our lives. We are more accessible to the whole world, to people we would probable never meet or see. Anytime I get to know of a person or need to know more about anybody, I Google their name. Its amazing how their life opens up. I know I am also accessible to the same scrutiny, that is why I am careful and at times secretive. Yet there are those who are not. Those who think that its OK to say what you want and that it will not bite you back. Tough luck if a prospective employer or current employer happens to come across it. Most of the times they do. I'm amazed how can one believe that in these times companies are not computer savvy.

Unfortunately for these people, one who offended his clients and another who gloated about his job offer. Ouch!

Blogging and Tweeting are currently the fastest growing PR tools and not to be under estimated, esp if one's words are for the public in short the whole world wide web.

Monday, March 16, 2009

Heartfelt Moments

Growing up, saw my mum do this puja (mata pujan) every year. We would sit on a mat on the floor and mum would take our aarti. For some reason this really amused me to no end. And this year, I got to perform this ritual for Imp. A ritual performed by the mothers for the protection of their children. Neem leaves in the bath water had her totally confused. We have been having a discussion of giving her a Neem stick to brush her teeth with v/s a toothpaste. And she has heard and understood parts of the conversation. So when she saw the leaves, the immediate reaction was isse muh saaf nahi pleading with a defiant shake of the head. Once that was clear, everything else was a cake walk. She enjoyed the aarti too, couldn't get enough of it. And me? a warm feeling in my heart :)

Few days back, bed time ritual, stories are done and I'm about to switch off the lights. She just turns around, puts an arm around my neck exclaiming "my friend" . Left me speechless, I'd died and gone to heaven!

We'd gone out for dinner last night, but had to get take away's and eat at home. Needless to say, it was a much delayed dinner and Imp was sleepy to no end. Looking into my plate every few minutes. I'm almost done, looks at me and says finith? imp ko ninna aiye me jaana hai...Sitting next to me, patiently waiting for me to finish.

And last but not the least, nobody in the house to allowed to talk against her mum, me; she gets mighty upset and comes running to me to complain. And I am supposed to retaliate, which when I don't she gets even more upset. Doesn't mater that most of the time she is only being teased! Talking to her about it is just not working...

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Happy Holi!!

The color of Riots is here again.


Like Diwali, we celebrate Holi for 2 days. Choti Holi and Badi holi. Choti Holi, yesterday starts of with Hanuman Puja during the day and Holika Dahan in the night ( usually late in the night). That is a bonfire made of cow dung cakes with ends of sugarcane burnt by the men in the family. It signifies the death of Holika and the miraculous escape by Prahalad. That sugarcane is then cuts into chunks and everybody exchanges their chunks with Holi wishes, applying Gulal as shagun. Only after this cycle is finished do we start playing . The next day, Badi holi is when we start playing early in the morning till noon. at the end of the day we are black, blue with streaks of gold and silver and dripping wet!

This was imp's second holi. And she totally loved it again. She loved the bonfire, the sugarcnae exchanges and applying color. Though she just watched letting others apply gulal to her face...she finally cane on her own with her nani..gleefully applying color to nani. Sleep be dammed.

Holi has alway been fun. And we have involved our friends and neighbours. One festival which we cousins always got together and had a blast. One instance come to mind... After playing, we all decide to go have some ice cream. We are there at the ice cream palour, and we realise that we are being stared at...getting double looks from everybody. People slowing down, stoppin to look at us...u knw like you would look at an animal in a zoo. And then one guy crashes his bike into the vehicle in front of him, while looking at us.  We were 15 of us, all black with gold and silver straks on our faces and drippin wet. We were suning ourselves in the sun while having our ice cream. We stopped traffic. We caused an accident. We had a Blast, so much so that a friend makes a statement " Man! You North indians have more fun than south indians "

Wish you all a Happy, Safe and colorful Holi !!

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

The First Born Tag!

Yes. Nopes..



Disbelief! This cannot happen to me! Took the lab technician to turn the monitor and show me the scan...

Yes, till I saw and heard her, when I first found out. That option went flying out the window and I heard myself say no to an abortion in a daze.

Yea right, like I'm gonna say that here! :P

when I was shown the monitor, in the middle of an internal exam to rule out a cyst...."sweet 12 weeks...its a sweet pregnancy" to my shocked shocked that I totally forgot about that horrendous thing inside me!

Husband was there. But it was my boss and a colleague who used to mercilessly tease me (well it was just once :P) when I suddenly fell sick!

Around Diwali!

Not for the first 3 months. 4th month was terrible. Carrot juice and Baigan were off my list.

Pani Puri! Had to have it every week. Pizzas, Burgers, Death By chocolate, And Sweets... I'm not a sweet eating person, I hate mitahi, but those 6 months!! God! Everyday I would have halwa.

My Mother In Law! And all the crazy superstitions...and tips to have a gora boy!

A girl.

Nope.Was secretly hoping that all who were predicting it would be a boy, would turn out to be wrong :)

12 kgs.


did'nt have one and didn't miss it.

Nope. Fright yes. 8 months and 2 hours after lunch I dont feel her the luck its a sunday. Advised to go into emergency in the hospital and get a Doppler done. I was so glad when I heard the heartbeat! Best sound in the world!

The same place where I was born...Mysore

Four-Five hours.

Dad and Mom at 4 am.

The gynae and the team labor team..


No. Begged the doc to give me med, got scolded in return... no pain no gain..

2.73 kgs.

Just few minutes before 12 pm. I was so tired and I vaguely remember her first cries.

Doc did'nt announce. Only after the doc showed the baby to my family outside did I get to see her...there were 4 nurses, 2 men and 2 women who got her to me...i was so happy i was just passed out for a few min..only to wake up to her crying :)
In awe! Overwhelmed, glad it was over..and laughing all the time. Couldn't wipe the smile away from my face...

Nah...Laughed and Smiled a lot.
My pet and most recently Nautanki!

close to 2.5 years...although the ticker is quite accurate :D

I will never forget that day... what drama, excitement, fun and loads and loads of happiness! My bro still claims that was the funniest experiences of his life. Don't believe me? Go and read about it here if you havent already read it.

The one thing that kept me company and kept me from freaking out at the stupid superstitions was "What to expect when you are expecting" and Dr. Jagdish's "Health, Herbs and Harmony". And once she was born I was gifted what to expectthe first year...these were my bibles.

I realise now that it was also the day, when subconsciously I had realized that it would be just me & imp and that I wasn't upset, rather relieved and felt free and happy like never before.

IHM thank you for tagging me. I just loved this. And realsied I have prescious posts in the drafts, waiting to be completed, just wanna edit and post them so that I dont forget later...

I tag, Apar, Mystic Margarita, Swati, Kiran and `nm. Will be logging in later to inform all, if in the mean time you check this post, please consider yourself tagged! Any anybody else who wants to do this tag, please help yourself, just come back and let me know.

Monday, February 23, 2009

Time Please....

To sit. To relax. To Sleep. To enjoy my cuppa coffee. To channel surf. To leisurely enjoy blogs, instead of a marathon read. To read my emails. to reply them. To chat with friends. To write. To think. To indulge imp. To plan and execute activities on weekends for Imp.

This started with a few days short of new years. First Imp fell sick real bad, then me and then mum. And as they started recovering, we fired all o
ur help, simply cause it seemed as though it was only us who needed them and they didn't need the jobs. The days are a blur, and nights too tired for anything but sleep. And this was the only time I wished we were living in an apartment! Just when I thought things couldn't get any better, my blog world friends gave me enough reason to think otherwise. Deeps, Usha and Apar, thank you all so much that you thought of me while giving out the awards. I never thought that I would receive awards for penning my thoughts and then the first one arrived. Thought that was it, no more and then there were more. Leaving me humbled, I cant describe. Please forgive me ladies for accepting these awards soooo late. So without much ado here they are..

The Resonance Award from Deeps and Usha, an award crafted with love, sprinkled with loads of peace and added with lots of prayers.

4 more from Usha [cant believe she gave me so many :-)],

The Versatile Blogger

Lovely Blogger Award

Kreativ Blogger

I love your Blog

And the last one from Apar, The Emerald Award, designed by Em of Em's hideaway. She said it was made ‘to award to people, in blog land, that I think have been exceptional friends to myself or others.’

I cannot thank all of you enough, I'm deeply overwhelmed, honored and terribly pleased. And I pass these awards with great flourish to

Usha Pisharody


Mystic Margarita
Thought Room

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Moral Policing and India!

What is moral policing? Moral Policing is in actuality a religious police or Clerical Police and it exists in Saudi Arabia. In India it seems to be an attempt to control the cultural and moral atmosphere prevalent in society. How did it start here in India, an amalgamation of cultures and traditions? See how it has grown in the South...It seems to me that this is the quick fast approach taken by political groups to gain mileage.

The shameful brutal attack in Mangalore is evidence of an increasing intolerance thanks to moral policing in society. Exactly who has given the right to Rama Sena to protect us? What I am appalled at is the confidence with which the unlawful attack was carried out. What is more disturbing is that Women are being targeted. Good to know that the NCW will be probing the attack.

Though nothing much has changed in the past 4 years. This was the case in 2005 and it still rings true.

Thanks to the media, who have been telecasting the incident over and over again there have been close to 27 arrests made. The erstwhile chief Pramod Mutalik has finally been arrested for the Mangalore case.
Women are being misused and misguided. We oppose this. Women have to be protected as the law has failed. We are the custodians of Indian Culture, Pramod Mutalik | President, RHS

Who exactly is misguiding and misusing Women? If the law has failed, work towards setting the law right. Taking the law in your own hands does not solve the problem. It makes you criminal in the eyes of law. Hooliganism is not the answer. And who made you the custodians of Indian culture? Who has
given you the right to morally police us, especially the women. if they are so interested in uplifting and defending our virtues there are a number of cases they can take up. Female foeticide, Rape, Domestic name a few. Work towards enriching a woman's safety and future instead of harassing her. And why specifically target the pub culture? Relaxing with friends is no crime. If they object to the drinking then they really should practice what they preach.

And which religion says violence and subjugation is the way to preserve Indian Culture? Educate the men that women are not mere objects of sexual desire. They are living human beings too with their own desires, wants and feelings and ambition. If the men are taught to behave and not believe that they are gods gift to man kind, such outfits will have no place in our country. Does Indian culture mean being a Hindu and not socialising with people of "other religions"?

And banning the outfit is really not the solution. All of them have to be booked and suitably tried in court. Why does our government shy of trying them. Anytime any outfit takes the law into their own hands, they talk of banning them as though that will solve the problem and keep the common people happy.
Their method was wrong. I apologise for that. It should not have happened. But it was done to save our daughters and mothers from an alien culture," a defiant Muthalik said

yea right! first you attack and then apologise! I love it when the media does get responsible and Arnab deserves a pat on the back. My biggest grouse is that this whole incident could have been avoided had the media that was present been responsible and informed the police of the attack.

This whole hog wash about protecting and guiding women stems from the fact that today women are more independent and are refusing to be subjugated. Today she is demanding equal rights to everything. She is a liberated woman today and the fact that she does not have to depend on any man is a major cause for grievance for such outfits. That is the primary reason why the women are being targeted.

I'd really like to let go of my religion and be only known as an Indian and not be classified by my religion or gender. how many would like to do that? And just imagine if all of us just denounce our religion, not faith in god. Wouldn't that be a great way to live, in harmony. That is a far away dream.