You asked for it!

Children keep reminding us that they are growing up, dont they? My daughter is no exception. I was getting ready to leave for work and was wearing an old saree. Being the romantic that i am, i mentioned to her that i was wearing the same saree when her dad first saw me. Being the practical that she is, she mused for a couple of seconds and pat came the question ..." So, ..... does he like it anymore?" !!!!

That bagged the prize

My daughter lost her lunch bag in the school bus. The bag in which she would carry two boxes for two breaks which i dutifully send everyday, and a water bottle. All these would make the lunch bag considerably heavy. Now, i am having to substitue the bag and the boxes. When i handed her lunch bag, which consisted of a very thin cloth bag which can fit only two small substiute plastic boxes, (her water bottle had to be tucked into her bagpack), she took the bag in her hand, considered it for a couple of seconds and then asked, "Mother bird, what have you packed for me today? feathers????!!"

9 months

Pregnancy: A period of nine months with a hundred stories. When observance is a celebration. Suspence is thirlling, yet imperturbable.When one marvels the work of the supernatural. When the body becomes a complex factory in production, totally autonomous and oblivious towards the mind. The magical consciousness of life within life. Sensitivity of touch and movement. Perhaps the only period in life when "i cannot survive without you" is more practical than emotional. The only period when it is the absolute truth.
The feeling that one has to stay alive for another beings being maybe termed egocentric, but is the most filling and energising emotion that perhaps only a woman can experience. " My life matters .... at least for now".

What does HE want from us?

I am sharing a conversation that i had with my 8 year old which makes interesting reading. We were both watching the National Geographic Channel, which was showing a documentary on India. The programme was showing a ritual in the north east where many animals were being sacrificed on a festival. She asked, "Amma, Why do they have to kill those animals?"I said "That is their way of pleasing the Gods." "Did God tell them that he is pleased? Have they found out? Tell me, what is the need to kill the animals and offer them to him? He is the one who created them in the first place and he can take any animal he wants whenever he wishes. Why do we have to kill and offer?" All i could manage to say was, "You are right.". A very interesting point of view. Any answers?

Sound or Silence ?

Words. A string of sound the human mind is trained to recognise. When they are uttered from the mouth, they are relatively harmless, with the least packet of energy assigned to them and absolutely unamusing. The words that are uttered from the brain through the mouth have a greater energy packet assigned than the one from the mouth in that, it causes the lips of the mouth that utters and the lips of those who can recognise the sound to break into a curve. Words that are uttered from the heart through the mouth seem to possess more energy than the other two methods as they have the potential to create an emotional outburst that is audible and animated. Words when uttered with all the three methods in concordance with absolute fellowship between the threesome, the individual energies adding up creates a stupefying effect. The word gets so stunned with the overlying layers of energy and is so overwhelmed that it remains muted while the energy takes over the task of conveying what the word is supposed to in an grand and spontaneous manner. The word itself would have to admit that it couldnt have done the job as best. The release of this energy is usually followed by an equally overwhelming reaction. Could be anything between a tornado to deep river running in silence.

conglomerate : Auto complaints !

Authorities in Bangalore have started a new drive to make auto travelling safer. They have set up cells to take complaints and have promised to do something about the complaints.
For complaints against misbehaving auto drivers in Bangalore Contact the following:
Bangalore Centre - Koramangala BDA complex - 25533525Bangalore West - Rajajinagar Corporation Complex - 23324388 Bangalore East - Indiranagar BDA complex - 25253726Bangalore North - Yeshwanthpur corporation Complex - 23376039Bangalore South - Jayanagar Corporation Complex - 26630989 Alternatively you can email the authorities at transcom@kar.nic.in http://rto.kar.nic.in/help.htm
When you call them / email them mention the auto registration no., Date, time and place where the problem occurred and the problem.
Dunno how effective the system is but its a start, do not hesitate to complain. Because if the system does work, travelling bangalore could be actually hassle free for everyone.

Teeth out !

Well, it was time for one more visit to the paedodontist with Smruthi , and again i had taken Samvit along. The doc had told me that the session would last for about thirty minutes. Samvit went berserk seeing all the equipement (especially the drill). I had to use all my energy to refrain him from touching any of the equipment.

The doc had a model of the jaw with teeth on her table. I let him play with it just to keep him occupied. After about a minute he asked me, " Whom does this belong to?" . Hoping that he would set it down back on the table, i answered "the doctor aunty". Everybody in the room burst into laughter when he questioned " How does the aunty eat??" !!!!

Say Thanku!

During the recent visit to the paedodontist with Smruthi , I had taken Samvit along. After her sitting, I went with Samvit to pay the bill at the reception desk. The receptionist, a man with an expressionless face, announced the amount that I was to pay. I bleached to hear the amount while he continued to watch me without any colour. This irritated me along with the fat bill. I literally emptied my purse and made the payment. He took the payment without a word. An equally irritated Samvit, not because of the bill, but because of the temperature that he was running at that time, noticed the man's silence. As if to avenge for the cumulative irritation he retorted to him, "Say, thanku" !!!

The Undonewear

I had left Samvit in his chitti's care while i went for work during my recent stay with my parents. My sister had braced herself with the preparedness of a student facing the examination of the board in order to handle the 'situation'. With frequent calls to and from, she would assure me and herself that everything was under control. It was. Well, she had her share of triumph and her share of amusement. One such day, on return from work, she had this drollery to share with me. Samvit had done his 'big job'. She had cleansed him and he ran around while she tried to clothe him back to decency. She finally managed to catch him and pull the undergarment up his legs. Can you imagine her amusement when he looked down on her doing and retored to her ' hey chitti ! Attey ulle podu ' !!!
He literally must have floored every one around with uncontrolled laughter!