Now this post is meant to be a dynamic one. There r these sweet nothings and thought provoking pearls that my brat mouths. It’s a part of socio-emotional development I guess. I treasure each one of them. Am afraid, I might lose track of them with time. Hence want to keep them on record somewhere. It’ll be lovely share it with the boy himself once he grows up!
- Shania on 141! ( 23/101/2007)
He has learnt to memorize Phone numbers. So what if they happen to be 3-digit intercom numbers. R tells me that he wants to call Shania on 141. And when I ask him how he remembers the number. Here goes the rationale – She lives in A-block…and A=1; the lift stops in 4th floor when he goes to her house to play, so its 4 and she also stays in 401 like us (we stay in 501!). So its 141! Actually, that’s the nomenclature followed …it was really amusing to hear him spell the logic!
- Policeman calling!
R gets back from school at 11.30. I call home at around 11.45ish to enquire about his activities. People at home used to tell him that’s the policeman calling to check on him! He never got to talk to me on that call. Last week, he picks the phone says hello….I didn’t respond. He is quick to remark…WRONG NUMBER! Since about a week now… I have stopped calling home at 11.45!
-Energy Transfer!
On a lazy saturday afternoon, I decided to augment his nutritional status with a glass of freshly made Watermelon juice. He was just out of his nap and appeared a little cranky. I decided to bank on the Power Rangers to convince him to have the juice. I said something like...Its red coloured juice, so he'd be full of red power as soon as he drinks the juice. He instantly got up from the couch, came near the dining table, pointed at the glass with his right hand and remarks...Watermelon Juice...Red energy transfer! and within seconds gobbled up the entire lot! Needless to say, it left me puzzled a little and then in splits of laughter!
- First Hindi Rhyme - 02/02/07
Machli Jal khi Raani Hai
Jeevan Uska Paani Hai
Haath lagao ge tho Dar Jayegi
Bahar Nikaalo ge tho Mar Jayegi
It took us nearly 5 times of repeated naration to pick up what he exactly meant! Its simply superb to hear him recite this one! Muaaaaaaaah
- New words in the vocab! - 13/03/07
Yeah..he now goes to the kindergarden...has this whole band of play pals...comes up with new words every now and then.
Over the last week, two of his 'new' word expressions caught me by surprise in particular.
Scene 1 - R was playing with the building blocks, trying to assemble the pieces to make a car look-alike or something, while I was reading a book. Roughly ten minutes of assembling effort and he said... Mommy ..Heres the car! The brain that I possess can recognize only assembled objects not the mode of assembly...I said..Wow sweetie...that's so cool! R was quick to remark...Mummy u need to say - ' Excellent Piece of Work'.
Scene 2 - Mumbai has begun witnessing the temperature soares....This morning was different...it seemed like we might have a drizzle....I looked at the sky through my bay window and said aloud...Looks like it may rain! R added in a matter-of-fact tone,'Mummy...it's cloudy!'
Woow! I was blushing to myself...My boy sure has begun to have his way with words!
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
My most prized writing...
When I told my parents that I was Ready to get married, I was put through this bombardment of questions (Understandably!). And i decided to write back to them giving them my outlook on marriage! A brief excerpt (ofcourse partly edited!) Unarguably my most prized writing...Help me secure my man in matrimony!
Why Marriage?
A tough one to begin with....
An ardent believer in love, I do understand that marriage can also be frustrating, infuriating, annoying and most important of all - unpredictable!
I am aware that no marriage irrespective of how good or successful it is is without its blights and flaws. I know there will be tumult and turbulence, conflict and rage. But through all of that, I would never doubt one thing - Marriage in itself as an institution.
I believe that marriage with all its complex, complicating, dizzying ingredients still remains my number one comfort zone. I guess at the end of the day, that's all that counts.
As a matter of fact, I like being and staying married. I enjoy being recognized as a 'married lady'. Mrs. So-and So. I take pride in my marital status. (Retrospectively..I still have retained my maiden name!)
One thing in marriage - I can’t put up with!
Again, I find it difficult to view marriage as an arrangement by spelling out the terms and conditions contractually.
However, Indifference and Abuse at any level - Verbal, physical, emotional - constitutes 'foul' in my vocabulary. And I would never be a part of a 'foul' game!
Marriage to me is a platform to think about, discuss and share the vital emotions that go into building a relationship - often with a stranger (i believe u never know 'all' of 'anyone'!). and I would not like to make any compromises with the components I use in building this unique structure of marriage. I'd like to believe that - my investment into this goes in the form of - Trust, Friendship that i share with him and Commitment to make the most of this relationship.
Last but to not least, to me Marriage is a Memory. If the good memories outnumber the bad ones I would consider myself in a happy Marriage!
Why Marriage?
A tough one to begin with....
An ardent believer in love, I do understand that marriage can also be frustrating, infuriating, annoying and most important of all - unpredictable!
I am aware that no marriage irrespective of how good or successful it is is without its blights and flaws. I know there will be tumult and turbulence, conflict and rage. But through all of that, I would never doubt one thing - Marriage in itself as an institution.
I believe that marriage with all its complex, complicating, dizzying ingredients still remains my number one comfort zone. I guess at the end of the day, that's all that counts.
As a matter of fact, I like being and staying married. I enjoy being recognized as a 'married lady'. Mrs. So-and So. I take pride in my marital status. (Retrospectively..I still have retained my maiden name!)
One thing in marriage - I can’t put up with!
Again, I find it difficult to view marriage as an arrangement by spelling out the terms and conditions contractually.
However, Indifference and Abuse at any level - Verbal, physical, emotional - constitutes 'foul' in my vocabulary. And I would never be a part of a 'foul' game!
Marriage to me is a platform to think about, discuss and share the vital emotions that go into building a relationship - often with a stranger (i believe u never know 'all' of 'anyone'!). and I would not like to make any compromises with the components I use in building this unique structure of marriage. I'd like to believe that - my investment into this goes in the form of - Trust, Friendship that i share with him and Commitment to make the most of this relationship.
Last but to not least, to me Marriage is a Memory. If the good memories outnumber the bad ones I would consider myself in a happy Marriage!
Monday, January 15, 2007
Daddy's girl!
The other day, C and me managed to smuggle some time and snuggle into a restaurant overlooking the enthralling Marine Drive. While we were busy relishing the yummy palak rice and schezwaan potatoes, there was this family of four (mom, dad and two daughters) occupying the table next to ours. Their conversation that we got to overhear set rolling a kaleidoscope of vibrant memories in me. Besides the fact that they spoke Tamil (actually tamil of palakkad origin, which I relate to largely), the father on that table, reminded me so much of my own dad – In constitution and Character.
My father, or appa as I fondly refer to him has and continues to be my hero. My Daddy’s strongest kinda image. A space scientist by profession, he has donned various roles ranging from that of a professor to an advocate of Knowledge Management systems!
A man of average build and oodles of assertiveness… that’s him! Back in my early teens (not toooo long ago) I used to proclaim that the there were just two men on earth who looked handsome despite sporting a moustache… One was Arvind Swamy (the cryptologist in Roja!), the other being my appa.
I distinctly remember that all through our childhood, I was beaten only once by him; and that too when I really really fussed eating my breakfast. He hit me with my grandfather’s walking stick. As luck had it… the area turned a bit blue in colour (honestly vis-à-vis my mom’s beatings…it was anything but painful). However, I made such a ruckus, even faked mild unconsciousness. (He he)
He loves blue colour, to the extent that during a particular period, all the shirts he wore complied with some or the other shade of Blue! Until recently he never paid much attention to what he wore. Meetings, lectures, or just a casual movie at the theater, it wasn’t hard to spot him in a (blue) tee-shirt, sporting a shoulder bag (they then became executive briefcase kinda thingie!) and his signature smile.
In the family circles, his witty sense of humour is much talked of. During one of our visits to my mother’s native (a town called Tirunelveli in Tamilnadu) we were relishing sharbath by the street stall. The number of houseflies whizzing past the drink was bogging us down. Appa was quick to suggest to the vendor (la juicemaker) , if he ever considered keeping a glass of sharbath dedicatedly for the houseflies so that they don’t bother customers coming to the stall. One can only imagine the expression on the vendor’s face!
Another popular incident that often does the rounds is that of his stay at Indian Institute of Management, Ahmedabad. At that point of time Appa was so sickened with the ubiquitous Aloo figuring in almost anything edible, that he was craving for a simple sada-dosa. Contrary to the current scenario, people up north (or shall I say West, considering it was Ahmedabad!) related only to masala dosa. So any dosa meant only masala dosa; dosa stuffed with the holy potato gravy! He tried explaining to the waiter time and again what he wanted, with very little success. Finally, he asked the waiter to get him –‘Dosa ka Cover’ and no points for guessing the results that yielded. He indulged in a hearty meal!
Now that brings me to his favorite meal menu. A globetrotter that he’s been, his meal preference is still so predictable – A crispy dosa, (masala dosa at times), curd rice and a cup of steaming hot coffee (the sacred trinity?). I admit at times it can be a put off to plan a dining expedition at a specialty restaurant, which doesn’t serve any of the three. Not that he would ever oppose, but then I know heart in hearts he yearns for the sacred trinity!
A Movie and cricket buff, he could watch almost any match or movie on earth. Lets say there’s a match played between Patiyala and Palakkad at Perth, he would still watch it despite the time zone difference. He has this innate ability to sit through any movie. Vijayakanth (a senior Tamil actor, having the shiniest set of pearls) is his favorite action hero.
Behind this tolerant, soft-spoken self was a tough-taskmaster. His Avataar as the Hitler in the NITIE campus came us a surprise to us. Besides being an academician, he also functioned as the Placement officer at NITIE. NITIE is a green Pasteur for Industrial engineering minds and handsome bodies. Almost every professor’s daughter (even the plain Jane types!) could boast of at least one romantic proposal from the hunks on the campus. We (Sis and me) were the only barred souls. Very few had the cheek to get to the Hitler’s girls I guess.
Now a parent myself, I would want to believe that I am grown up now…but would never want to outgrow being appa’s girl!
My father, or appa as I fondly refer to him has and continues to be my hero. My Daddy’s strongest kinda image. A space scientist by profession, he has donned various roles ranging from that of a professor to an advocate of Knowledge Management systems!
A man of average build and oodles of assertiveness… that’s him! Back in my early teens (not toooo long ago) I used to proclaim that the there were just two men on earth who looked handsome despite sporting a moustache… One was Arvind Swamy (the cryptologist in Roja!), the other being my appa.
I distinctly remember that all through our childhood, I was beaten only once by him; and that too when I really really fussed eating my breakfast. He hit me with my grandfather’s walking stick. As luck had it… the area turned a bit blue in colour (honestly vis-à-vis my mom’s beatings…it was anything but painful). However, I made such a ruckus, even faked mild unconsciousness. (He he)
He loves blue colour, to the extent that during a particular period, all the shirts he wore complied with some or the other shade of Blue! Until recently he never paid much attention to what he wore. Meetings, lectures, or just a casual movie at the theater, it wasn’t hard to spot him in a (blue) tee-shirt, sporting a shoulder bag (they then became executive briefcase kinda thingie!) and his signature smile.
In the family circles, his witty sense of humour is much talked of. During one of our visits to my mother’s native (a town called Tirunelveli in Tamilnadu) we were relishing sharbath by the street stall. The number of houseflies whizzing past the drink was bogging us down. Appa was quick to suggest to the vendor (la juicemaker) , if he ever considered keeping a glass of sharbath dedicatedly for the houseflies so that they don’t bother customers coming to the stall. One can only imagine the expression on the vendor’s face!
Another popular incident that often does the rounds is that of his stay at Indian Institute of Management, Ahmedabad. At that point of time Appa was so sickened with the ubiquitous Aloo figuring in almost anything edible, that he was craving for a simple sada-dosa. Contrary to the current scenario, people up north (or shall I say West, considering it was Ahmedabad!) related only to masala dosa. So any dosa meant only masala dosa; dosa stuffed with the holy potato gravy! He tried explaining to the waiter time and again what he wanted, with very little success. Finally, he asked the waiter to get him –‘Dosa ka Cover’ and no points for guessing the results that yielded. He indulged in a hearty meal!
Now that brings me to his favorite meal menu. A globetrotter that he’s been, his meal preference is still so predictable – A crispy dosa, (masala dosa at times), curd rice and a cup of steaming hot coffee (the sacred trinity?). I admit at times it can be a put off to plan a dining expedition at a specialty restaurant, which doesn’t serve any of the three. Not that he would ever oppose, but then I know heart in hearts he yearns for the sacred trinity!
A Movie and cricket buff, he could watch almost any match or movie on earth. Lets say there’s a match played between Patiyala and Palakkad at Perth, he would still watch it despite the time zone difference. He has this innate ability to sit through any movie. Vijayakanth (a senior Tamil actor, having the shiniest set of pearls) is his favorite action hero.
Behind this tolerant, soft-spoken self was a tough-taskmaster. His Avataar as the Hitler in the NITIE campus came us a surprise to us. Besides being an academician, he also functioned as the Placement officer at NITIE. NITIE is a green Pasteur for Industrial engineering minds and handsome bodies. Almost every professor’s daughter (even the plain Jane types!) could boast of at least one romantic proposal from the hunks on the campus. We (Sis and me) were the only barred souls. Very few had the cheek to get to the Hitler’s girls I guess.
Now a parent myself, I would want to believe that I am grown up now…but would never want to outgrow being appa’s girl!
Friday, January 5, 2007
Soul-Stirrer!
Couple of days ago, I went out for a team lunch at a neat place called Pop Tates! Besides the delicous pasta and delightful company I was with, one thing that made the trip memorable is our car-ride back to the office.
There was this lovely song I heard for the first time...Its called Javeda Zindagi from the movie Anwaar.
Javeda Zindagi is simply irresistible. The soft and subtle waterfalls noises melting out with soulfully romantic vocals is a musical delight rendered by Mithoon. The alluring part is that it is a duet – but an unparalleled one at that. The romantic idealism rendered through Hasan Kamaal lyrics are visited through the sounds of natural delights and classically enriched vocal impact by Kshitij and Shipa Rao.
Developing a snail’s pace, Kshitij’s voice blends into these guitar strumming, tabla loops and soft strings delicately. Complex and sensible, the piece marries genres and experiences and captures sounds and moods unheard before. Shlipa Rao’s breathy effervescent vocals seem to strike an enchanting feminine equilibrium to Kshitij's emotionally quivering vocals . The orchestra responds superbly, the sound is brilliant and clear – is this a dream? Nope...its for real!
Hear it for its soulfully delightful romanticism!
Lyrics for the sing-along freaks..(am not even attempting...I'd rather meditate on this one!)
tose nainaa laage - 2
tose nainaa laage piyaa savren nahi basamein ab ye jiyaa savren - 2
muhobbat to ek jaavedaa jindagi hai - 2
tose nainaa laage mili roshani tose man jo laagaa mili jindagi - 2
muhobbat to ek jaavedaa jindagi hai - 2
muhobbat ki hai daasataa jindagi muhobbat naa ho to kahaa jindagi - 2
muhobbat to ek jaavedaa jindagi hai - 2
tose nainaa laage
shamaa ko pighalane kaa armaan kyun hai
patangeko jalane kaa aramaan kyun hai
isi shauk kaa imtihaan jindagi hai - 2
muhobbat jise baksh de jindagaani
nahi maut par khatm usaki kahaani
kaise jiyaa jaaye - 3 ishq bin
nahi koi insaan muhobbat se khaali
har ek ruh pyaasi har ek dil savaani
muhobbat jahaan hai wahaa jindagi hai
muhobbat naa ho to kahaa jindagi hai
tose nainaa laage mili roshani tose man jo laagaa mili jindagi - 2
muhobbat jise baksh de jindagaani
nahi maut par khatm usaki kahaani
There was this lovely song I heard for the first time...Its called Javeda Zindagi from the movie Anwaar.
Javeda Zindagi is simply irresistible. The soft and subtle waterfalls noises melting out with soulfully romantic vocals is a musical delight rendered by Mithoon. The alluring part is that it is a duet – but an unparalleled one at that. The romantic idealism rendered through Hasan Kamaal lyrics are visited through the sounds of natural delights and classically enriched vocal impact by Kshitij and Shipa Rao.
Developing a snail’s pace, Kshitij’s voice blends into these guitar strumming, tabla loops and soft strings delicately. Complex and sensible, the piece marries genres and experiences and captures sounds and moods unheard before. Shlipa Rao’s breathy effervescent vocals seem to strike an enchanting feminine equilibrium to Kshitij's emotionally quivering vocals . The orchestra responds superbly, the sound is brilliant and clear – is this a dream? Nope...its for real!
Hear it for its soulfully delightful romanticism!
Lyrics for the sing-along freaks..(am not even attempting...I'd rather meditate on this one!)
tose nainaa laage - 2
tose nainaa laage piyaa savren nahi basamein ab ye jiyaa savren - 2
muhobbat to ek jaavedaa jindagi hai - 2
tose nainaa laage mili roshani tose man jo laagaa mili jindagi - 2
muhobbat to ek jaavedaa jindagi hai - 2
muhobbat ki hai daasataa jindagi muhobbat naa ho to kahaa jindagi - 2
muhobbat to ek jaavedaa jindagi hai - 2
tose nainaa laage
shamaa ko pighalane kaa armaan kyun hai
patangeko jalane kaa aramaan kyun hai
isi shauk kaa imtihaan jindagi hai - 2
muhobbat jise baksh de jindagaani
nahi maut par khatm usaki kahaani
kaise jiyaa jaaye - 3 ishq bin
nahi koi insaan muhobbat se khaali
har ek ruh pyaasi har ek dil savaani
muhobbat jahaan hai wahaa jindagi hai
muhobbat naa ho to kahaa jindagi hai
tose nainaa laage mili roshani tose man jo laagaa mili jindagi - 2
muhobbat jise baksh de jindagaani
nahi maut par khatm usaki kahaani
Wednesday, January 3, 2007
The Woman's Guide to What Men actually mean!
"I'm hungry." = I'm hungry
"I'm sleepy." = I'm sleepy
"I'm tired." = I'm tired
"Do you want to go to a movie?" = I'd eventually like to have sex with you
"Can I take you out to dinner?" = Same as Above
"Can I call you sometime?" = Same as Above
"Nice dress!" = Nice cleavage!
"You look tense, let me give you a massage." = I want to feel your bare skin
"What's wrong?" = I don't see why you are making such a big deal out of this
"What's wrong?" = What meaningless self-inflicted psychological trauma are you going through now?
"I love you, too." = Okay, I said it...we'd better have sex now!
"Yes, I like the way you cut your hair." = I liked it better before.
"Yes, I like the way you cut your hair." =350 bucks and it doesn't look that much different!
"Let's talk." = I am trying to impress you by showing that I am a deep person and maybe then we can get down to business
"Will you marry me?" = I want to make it illegal for you to have sex with other guys
(while shopping) "I like that one better." = Pick any freakin' dress and let's go home!
"I'm sleepy." = I'm sleepy
"I'm tired." = I'm tired
"Do you want to go to a movie?" = I'd eventually like to have sex with you
"Can I take you out to dinner?" = Same as Above
"Can I call you sometime?" = Same as Above
"Nice dress!" = Nice cleavage!
"You look tense, let me give you a massage." = I want to feel your bare skin
"What's wrong?" = I don't see why you are making such a big deal out of this
"What's wrong?" = What meaningless self-inflicted psychological trauma are you going through now?
"I love you, too." = Okay, I said it...we'd better have sex now!
"Yes, I like the way you cut your hair." = I liked it better before.
"Yes, I like the way you cut your hair." =350 bucks and it doesn't look that much different!
"Let's talk." = I am trying to impress you by showing that I am a deep person and maybe then we can get down to business
"Will you marry me?" = I want to make it illegal for you to have sex with other guys
(while shopping) "I like that one better." = Pick any freakin' dress and let's go home!
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