The other day just heard some guys talking in the lift. One of them was complaining against the girls, who choose to marry late these days. It was nice to hear the 'other side' for a change. We, some married and some not yet tied ones are constantly discussing the topic - especially when any wedding is round the corner. :-)
Here's the chat between the two guys and my 'wish I had said that' included:
*Arguments may be specific to IT Clan.
Guy A: These days, its becoming V bad yaar. Most of the girls are wanting to marry only after they work for 3 years after their Engineering etc.
Guy B: Yes yaar. These girls tell their parents also not to look for an alliance before that. They want to earn lot of money, before they get married.
My Head: Yeah, its true. Most of them want to be self-reliant before being tied down. Who knows what future brings? One way, its good...but then, how good is late marriage?...
Guy A: Money. Thats what rules even girls minds these days. They don't want to marry until they have some back-up.
Guy B: By the time they agree to marry, parents have some tough time searching for a good groom.
My Head: Yeah, right. But for that matter, aren't the Guys willing to work hard and save up as much as possible, before taking up the family responsibilites? Why are the girls being blamed for this attitude? But again, who is at a loss??
At this point, the lift reached my floor and I wished, I could go until the Guy's floor to know their Conclusions - about the Working Girls and the right marriage time...
My Head: Hmm...its good to get married while you are younger, before your minds become more stubborn (as in, I am correct everytime!). Marriage calls for adjustments, in many ways...once you are older and equally capable of money-making, do you wish to settle down for something lesser than desired? How would you survive the rigmarole of having to deal with a Guy's ego, even if he is a loved one?...
Only My Head: How much willing would a girl be to making adjustments for harmony? With both ego's soaring high...where would the satisfaction of a happy relationship exist? For whose sake eventually would a girl marry?....All this and much more leads me to another controversial topic - why is it so important that a Girl marries???....
Monday, June 30, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
Latest Haikus
---25april08
Ek aur subha aayi,
kuch yaad aa raha...
kuch jaisay bhool gayi.
---28April08
Mixed emotions overflowing in my mind...
nowhere related to happiness of any kind...
Sometimes force myself to think and decide,
whether to feel or jus let feelings slide!
Ek aur subha aayi,
kuch yaad aa raha...
kuch jaisay bhool gayi.
---28April08
Mixed emotions overflowing in my mind...
nowhere related to happiness of any kind...
Sometimes force myself to think and decide,
whether to feel or jus let feelings slide!
Young one is now 3!
---My son is becoming more of a thinker these days. Few days ago, while we played "Acting Acting"..... he analysed our mutual angry reactions!! In his words, "Mumma gettin angry, then mumma telling know - I will leave you here and go". "Sahil gettin angry, then Sahil telling know - Sahil not your friend". "Papa gettin angry, then papa telling know - I will not talk to you." Everything was fine, until I suddenly realised; I have never told him, I will fetch him back from where I say I will leave him!! I made sure, next time, we were out and I got an oppotunity (that came with ease!) to tell sahil, I will leave you here and go - I concluded with, then, I will come with papa later and take you home. :-) My son, happily chirps, "okay mumma, leave me now. Come with papa, okay?"
---While climbing stairs, I am sudenly pulled away from the next step, by a little hand gripping my dress - "Mumma, its red. stop!". The "Red Light, Green Light" play as I climb stairs at the end of a tiresome day - makes me wonder at the innocence of his childhood.
---Sahil says, "Sahil not can do" for something he 'can not do'. I wonder which is a better way to correct him - "Sahil can not do" or better still - "Sahil can do". :-))
---My son has learnt a valuable lesson in Bike Riding. I just wish, it doesn't fly away like all other small things. He says, 'if we going fast know, we fall down know, we ghet hurt know; then, we cry - mumma mumma'.
---Two days back, he showered me with his love. Guess, what he called me - "Kutty mumma".
:-)) (He lovingly calls his doll as kutty baby)
---The doll they gave on his first day of school has become 'Sahil's baby'. He relates to her as -- "Mumma, sahil not eating, mumma scolding know. Sahil telling baby, baby not eating - Sahil scolding then." :-)) Thank God, my scoldings that seem to work sometimes (when he is playfully ignoring food) are being taken in the right sense.
---On me trying to cut the nails of my cousins recently-born baby, my son tries to act like a grown-up. He says to the baby, "Mumma cut sahil's nails know, sahil not cry. Sahil show fingers pOperly. Baby moving know, then, mumma cut finger know!" :-)
---5June08 - First day of his LKG. The parents of the fidgety new-schoolgoers were more impatient I felt. For many more 'waiting to see them settled' parents like me, it was a big day. Watching other children make crying mess and their parents make fuss - my sahil too started making some crying-like noise - albeit sans tears! :-) Wasn't I a proud mumma!
---4June08 - First time my son asks me a question in malayalam - 'pooaam pettin
illya?" (Not able to go?). Where? At a signal!
---While climbing stairs, I am sudenly pulled away from the next step, by a little hand gripping my dress - "Mumma, its red. stop!". The "Red Light, Green Light" play as I climb stairs at the end of a tiresome day - makes me wonder at the innocence of his childhood.
---Sahil says, "Sahil not can do" for something he 'can not do'. I wonder which is a better way to correct him - "Sahil can not do" or better still - "Sahil can do". :-))
---My son has learnt a valuable lesson in Bike Riding. I just wish, it doesn't fly away like all other small things. He says, 'if we going fast know, we fall down know, we ghet hurt know; then, we cry - mumma mumma'.
---Two days back, he showered me with his love. Guess, what he called me - "Kutty mumma".
:-)) (He lovingly calls his doll as kutty baby)
---The doll they gave on his first day of school has become 'Sahil's baby'. He relates to her as -- "Mumma, sahil not eating, mumma scolding know. Sahil telling baby, baby not eating - Sahil scolding then." :-)) Thank God, my scoldings that seem to work sometimes (when he is playfully ignoring food) are being taken in the right sense.
---On me trying to cut the nails of my cousins recently-born baby, my son tries to act like a grown-up. He says to the baby, "Mumma cut sahil's nails know, sahil not cry. Sahil show fingers pOperly. Baby moving know, then, mumma cut finger know!" :-)
---5June08 - First day of his LKG. The parents of the fidgety new-schoolgoers were more impatient I felt. For many more 'waiting to see them settled' parents like me, it was a big day. Watching other children make crying mess and their parents make fuss - my sahil too started making some crying-like noise - albeit sans tears! :-) Wasn't I a proud mumma!
---4June08 - First time my son asks me a question in malayalam - 'pooaam pettin
illya?" (Not able to go?). Where? At a signal!
More than being Just Me...
Have been thinking about sponsoring a child since my son's birthday. Last year's birthday actually. Looks like I have finally found a purpose. I know I want to do something for other little ones - more so, as my little one is growing everyday. :-) Besides the routine money-making tasks, I am now getting a clearer vision about what I really want to do. Hold on...will share more as I get the ball rolling for this...
On the First Anniversary of my Blog
Its One Year this June - since I hesitatingly started Blogging... and am sad to note, I haven't reached anywhere so far. Was tempted to read some tips on the so-called 'Successful Blogging' recently. Read and realized, I need to work on my Blog... need to have a Goal. Goal? For blogging?? Yeah, to make it 'effective' in the least sense. :-(
So, what's the goal of my blog? Well, I need to search for it - its there somewhere - deep in my mind. :-) Basically, I just needed some place to just let my thoughts run ... and I pen them down, as that happens. But, in that quest itself - I seem to have failed. I haven't dedicated time to do just that - ! I put down somethings, now and then (esp. about my son). I think of putting down many more thoughts - and just miss doing so.
* - The last para starts and ends with 'so'. :-)
** Let me think - will get back with something good - about the Goal.
So, what's the goal of my blog? Well, I need to search for it - its there somewhere - deep in my mind. :-) Basically, I just needed some place to just let my thoughts run ... and I pen them down, as that happens. But, in that quest itself - I seem to have failed. I haven't dedicated time to do just that - ! I put down somethings, now and then (esp. about my son). I think of putting down many more thoughts - and just miss doing so.
* - The last para starts and ends with 'so'. :-)
** Let me think - will get back with something good - about the Goal.
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Tagged Myself and You...
Was tempted to do this tag and took this tag from Temu's Blog:
1. Last movie you saw in a theater?
Kaal - Hindi (Watched when I was carrying my son, and I wondered WHY did I?)
2. What book are you reading?
None presently. Browse, parenting sites and blogs when bored.
3. Favorite board game?
Carrom Board (with anyone) and enjoy Scrabble (with my hubby).
4. Favorite magazine?
Reader’s Digest.
5. Favorite smells?
Cigar\Brut\Johnson's Baby Powder.
6. Favorite sounds?
The sound of the waves, thunder, laughter of my kiddo and heartbeats.
7. Worst feeling in the world?
To lose a parent.
8. What is the first thing you think of when you wake up?
What is to be Cooked and In how much Time. :-)
9. Favorite fast food place?
Everywhere is crowded. :-(
10. Future child’s name?
Soni (if at all).
11. Finish this statement. “If I had lot of money I’d ….?”
I would spend a considerable amount on going for family vacations, buy gifts for loved ones wihtout second thoughts.
12. Do you drive fast?
I ride fast, when possible. :-)
13. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?
No. I sleep with 2 human-like teddy bears.
14. Storms - cool or scary?
Coooool.
15. What was your first car?
Esteem.
16. Favorite drink?
Appy Fizz.
17. Finish this statement, “If I had the time I would …”?
Learn Sketching and other Creative Things like Glass Painting.
18. Do you eat the stems on broccoli?
Yes. My grandma even used to marinate it and deep fry. :-) Tastes good.
19. If you could dye your hair any color, what would be your choice?
Brown.
20. Name all the different cities/towns you’ve lived in?
Amritsar, Gurgaon, Kota, Chennai and Kerala.
21. Favorite sports to watch?
Hockey. Ice Hockey too. Figure Skating.
22. One nice thing about the person who sent this to you?
Temu is a soft person at heart but typically like a coconut - covered with a tough exterior. Very Practical. Temu - correct me if I am wrong ;)
23. What’s under your bed?
Nothing.
24. Would you like to be born as yourself again?
Why not?
25. Morning person, or night owl?
Depends, can be both. However, can work better early hours.
26. Over easy, or sunny side up?
Mix of both.
27. Favorite place to relax?
Open spaces - terrace, garden, beach (when not crowded).
28. Favorite pie?
Chocolate.
29. Favorite ice cream flavor?
Chocolate. Actually can have any, except Strawberrrrryyyyy.
*BTW I tag You.*
The Overactive Traffic Policeman!
On my way to my son's creche, every morning, I see a traffic policeman, who guides the traffic and people with such energy thats SURPRISING! Really, that guy would make you think and re-look at him, searching for some signs of madness or drinking problem...
The first day I saw him, I thought he was trying to create an impression over some Minister's convoy that may be due to pass that way. I was proved wrong...Then, for few days, I could not help but get amused at his energetic antics, for the routine job that he needs to do. Last few days, I have humbled. :-) I am now neither surprised nor amused at the way he conducts traffic. I have moved on to the 'Inspiring' feeling that comes from watching him perform and out-perform himself.
Day-after-day, in the sweltering heat also, he behaves as if the heat or the boredom of his task has no effect on him. With the same 'HIGH-ENERGY' he signals stop to one side, signals to come to another side and like a superman turns around and signals the third direction. I may video shoot him to add authenticity to this write-up. :-) Its worth watching...
I have started thinking, why does he do all this? To keep himself happy? To attract public attention? To bring a few smiles around, at his expense? None of these reasons seem to fit the puzzle he creates. I am still searching for the 'sahi jawaab' ...
*Note: Hope hubby doesn't notice my admiration for the over-active policeman! ;-) Good that he hardly takes time out to read my blog. :-))))))))))))))
The first day I saw him, I thought he was trying to create an impression over some Minister's convoy that may be due to pass that way. I was proved wrong...Then, for few days, I could not help but get amused at his energetic antics, for the routine job that he needs to do. Last few days, I have humbled. :-) I am now neither surprised nor amused at the way he conducts traffic. I have moved on to the 'Inspiring' feeling that comes from watching him perform and out-perform himself.
Day-after-day, in the sweltering heat also, he behaves as if the heat or the boredom of his task has no effect on him. With the same 'HIGH-ENERGY' he signals stop to one side, signals to come to another side and like a superman turns around and signals the third direction. I may video shoot him to add authenticity to this write-up. :-) Its worth watching...
I have started thinking, why does he do all this? To keep himself happy? To attract public attention? To bring a few smiles around, at his expense? None of these reasons seem to fit the puzzle he creates. I am still searching for the 'sahi jawaab' ...
*Note: Hope hubby doesn't notice my admiration for the over-active policeman! ;-) Good that he hardly takes time out to read my blog. :-))))))))))))))
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