Repeated cable thefts made me feel as though I was in stone age. These days we have reduced the burden of postman and the usage of papers with the help of e-mails. Days passed with curiosity about the unread emails and updates which I missed from friends world over.The internet black out period for me!
This period has helped me revive passion for books. There was more time for me to oraganize my daily routine. Day seemed longer and the world seemed smaller. "Absence makes the heart grow fonder" became true in this context.
Saturday, August 7, 2010
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Srinath's innocent handiwork!
What happened to my comment segment?...After analysing so much I understood the popout window setup for comment has been disabled. This happened after the "called it a day" post. This was posted by Srinath when the telephone cable was stolen and the desperation I had to upload my post as early as possible. I handed over this job to my darling husband and he successfully uploaded it.From that moment onwards the comment prompt didnot work.I recieved my comment in the form of message or email from none other than the only person who truly follows my blog "Hari". I had to change my nice template to check if anything was wrong in the code of the template that I was using. Just after changing the template I noticed the problem still remained. Then with so much dullness in my face I started analysing everyother option and found the solution. But Srinath says he only posted the content and didnot change the setup. It still remains a mystery to me that how the comment prompt setting had changed. I just found that the particular post remains unchanged when I change the font! So wondering what innocent handiwork did Srinath do!
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Called it a day!
Last weekend kicked off on an interesting note as we headed for sports day being celebtrated in Aaditya's school Midrand montessori. We parents gathered in Sagewood as the ground there was big enough to accomodate all the cars,parents and grandparents. We wanted to be on time and started off accordingly from our house to end up in unexpected traffic jam near the school. We joined the events before it started. Thanks to the staff as they waited for all parents to come and gave us all breathing time to settle. soccer starz trainers welcomed us all on behalf of the school staff .
The eventful day started with warmup exercises for children by soccer starz trainer and the toddler directress Angela invited toddlers for flat race. The race was real fun to watch.Some children were crying and some of them were carried or accompanied by their moms. I couldnot stop looking at those wonderful buds with so much innocence on their face clinging onto their moms as they were scared to see such a big group with all eyes staring on them!
This was followed by race for 4 year old girls and boys which was taken over by Michele. These children had bean bag race as well.There was some visible difference between toddlers and this group. These children were not scared of the crowd. But they could hardly complete in an order. In this category the bean bag race was fun filled with some of them were least bothered about the bag they carried on their head,some were very careful and some of them walked instead of running to make sure they reached the finish line with the bean bag.Soccer starz trainers were busy judging the winner and were capturing them on their camera.
The next group of children to start the race were 5 year olds. Here comes my hero! supposed to be in 4 year old category . He joined the slightly bigger group with so much pride on his face for having been considered as 5 year old. This group was little organised and everyone managed to finish both the races.We were happy to see Aaditya enjoying the races.This again was conducted for girls and boys seperately.
Then came the six year old boys and girls with better urge to race for the first position.
After all the children events were over it was time for adults!The much awaited event by me!!! I must say almost all the moms were willing to participate in the race.Warm up exercises were given by one of those men in blue(soccer trainers!).It was conducted in 3 batches with Aaditya's teacher participating along with us as her son is also a student in the school. Who came first?..those guys kept asking among themselves unable to come to a conclusion...lol
After all the children events were over it was time for adults!The much awaited event by me!!! I must say almost all the moms were willing to participate in the race.Warm up exercises were given by one of those men in blue(soccer trainers!).It was conducted in 3 batches with Aaditya's teacher participating along with us as her son is also a student in the school. Who came first?..those guys kept asking among themselves unable to come to a conclusion...lol
Next was the dads race.Only two batches of dads race against 3 batches of moms.There was one accident here with a dad just skidding towards the finish line. Srinath didnot participate as he is still recovering from ACL (No friends....not the result of domestic violence!)lol...
This was followed by grandparents' race. It was a great race to watch as most of them were almost fit enough to run.
Then it was the turn of staff members to race.Every one except Michele participated as she is in her last trimester of pregnancy.With this all the races came to an end.
This was followed by grandparents' race. It was a great race to watch as most of them were almost fit enough to run.
Then it was the turn of staff members to race.Every one except Michele participated as she is in her last trimester of pregnancy.With this all the races came to an end.
The day ended with award ceremony to felicitate all the participants. I was reminded of the chocolate medal by his earlier schools. Aditya wanted to make sure he ends up eating that and I was in a mood to safe gaurd the t.shirt before the chocolate melted only to find that it was a real medal and not a chocolate one.
Srinath took a snap of Aditya with his teacher and assistant in class. We bid good bye to his teacher and started off to home. Even in car Aadithya was not ready to believe that it was a real medal!I convinced him after much persuasion and reached home happily to call it a day!
Srinath took a snap of Aditya with his teacher and assistant in class. We bid good bye to his teacher and started off to home. Even in car Aadithya was not ready to believe that it was a real medal!I convinced him after much persuasion and reached home happily to call it a day!
Thanks to Sian and team. Special appreciations to them for having conducted the sports day during this time of the season. The weather was excellent and perfect for such an event.
Friday, March 12, 2010
Surprise visitor to my house!
I have always felt that nothing interesting had taken place in my life. But when I actually looked back I did realize that lots and lots of interesting incidents have ofcourse taken place, in a span of few years and here I am reminded of one such incident ..
Yes…..It is about the surprise of my life .
We were living in Karur at that time(2006). Our house was on first floor .It was a beautiful and big house. Aadithya was about 14 months and was just beginning to get more mobile in the house.. I was in the master bedroom playing with him. I asked him to bring his book that was in the hall and this little fellow went until the bedroom door and came back umpteen times. Obviously he was tired of playing and slept. I just opened the bathroom door which was just outside the master bedroom after he was asleep and there was the surprise of my life. Wonder if anyone could place a surprise inside bathroom? Yes…the uninvited visitor inside surprised me and sent shivers down my spine.
The surprise visitor was a venomous snake in the corner just opposite the bathroom door. Luckily there was nothing in the room except a mug and toilet cleaning brush and the floor was white in colour. The bathroom window had a clean stuck mosquito net and there was a opening for exhaust fan which had a mesh outside. Every one in that colony were amazed as no one had a clue how the snake would have come inside the first floor bathroom. I kept the door open and went to call a neighbor thinking if the snake comes behind the door it might hurt the person opening it. I had confidence that it might not move easily in a tiled floor. Later my neighbor closed the doors . The person who came to hit it could not find when he opened the door. It curled itself into a very small ring and hid under the toilet brush. The white tile turned into red in next few minutes. If it had come to the other bathroom which was parallel to this one and was attached to the bedroom the situation would have been different and anything could have happened to either one of us.
Later on people in the colony when meeting either me or srinath started commenting little sarcastically that “did u have a visitor?”..etc.etc. To their surprise who ever made such comment had the same visitor waiting for them outside their door steps! Guess what happened next… no one spoke about that incident !
I have immense belief in baba and few days earlier to this incident I stuck a baba’s photograph on the bedroom door as my inner sense advised. I am a person who does not like His photo to be stuck every where inside the house except pooja room. The answer for sticking the photo came to me. He protected all of us from a very poisonous snake!
Yes…..It is about the surprise of my life .
We were living in Karur at that time(2006). Our house was on first floor .It was a beautiful and big house. Aadithya was about 14 months and was just beginning to get more mobile in the house.. I was in the master bedroom playing with him. I asked him to bring his book that was in the hall and this little fellow went until the bedroom door and came back umpteen times. Obviously he was tired of playing and slept. I just opened the bathroom door which was just outside the master bedroom after he was asleep and there was the surprise of my life. Wonder if anyone could place a surprise inside bathroom? Yes…the uninvited visitor inside surprised me and sent shivers down my spine.
The surprise visitor was a venomous snake in the corner just opposite the bathroom door. Luckily there was nothing in the room except a mug and toilet cleaning brush and the floor was white in colour. The bathroom window had a clean stuck mosquito net and there was a opening for exhaust fan which had a mesh outside. Every one in that colony were amazed as no one had a clue how the snake would have come inside the first floor bathroom. I kept the door open and went to call a neighbor thinking if the snake comes behind the door it might hurt the person opening it. I had confidence that it might not move easily in a tiled floor. Later my neighbor closed the doors . The person who came to hit it could not find when he opened the door. It curled itself into a very small ring and hid under the toilet brush. The white tile turned into red in next few minutes. If it had come to the other bathroom which was parallel to this one and was attached to the bedroom the situation would have been different and anything could have happened to either one of us.
Later on people in the colony when meeting either me or srinath started commenting little sarcastically that “did u have a visitor?”..etc.etc. To their surprise who ever made such comment had the same visitor waiting for them outside their door steps! Guess what happened next… no one spoke about that incident !
I have immense belief in baba and few days earlier to this incident I stuck a baba’s photograph on the bedroom door as my inner sense advised. I am a person who does not like His photo to be stuck every where inside the house except pooja room. The answer for sticking the photo came to me. He protected all of us from a very poisonous snake!
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Gonna miss good old friends!
Missing good friends will always create vacuum in one's heart. This vacuum has already started developing in my heart as well. My first and good friends in South Africa Vish and Varadh are leaving for India in 10 days. We met them first in 2008, January at Chianti, sunninghill where they were our neighbors. They are a very rare kind of ppl i.e. Totally good at heart, the most humble, the most friendliest etc.etc... . It’s so hard to find someone who is so emotional towards every other person in the family like Pavithra Varadh. All the three are so modern yet religious and their attachment towards their family is marvelous. I wish them all the very best and hope to continue their friendship wherever they are in this world....
Miss you all!
Thank you very much for the beautiful Sunflowers and wonderful vase! The vase will always remind us of u folks! Flowers may fade but not our friendship!
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
My Music odyssey...or an ordeal?
Do you like this fancy title? Well title courtesy ,my blog guru "HARI".
Has anyone ever tried attending music classes like me? I wonder!
My mother is a great fan of carnatic music and wanted me to become atleast a kolu singer...
Here are my attempts to learn music!
Trial 1: My first attempt to learn music started at the age of 5, in Pattukottai. (the first trial I believe) My teacher asked me to come the following year..since she felt it was too early.
Pattukottai was close to Thiruvaiyaru.Out of sheer interest my mom took me there during aaradhanai. What I can remember now is a river , the container in which we took yummy puliyodharai , Kunnakudi playing violin, Mandalin sreenivas as a very young boy. I enjoyed sleeping in mandapam.
Trial 2: My second attempt began on an auspicious day,whereby I visited my teacher and paid due respects to her.I was asked to come for regular classes then on.
I attended classes for few days before which my father got transferred to tirunelveli and with that my second attempt to learn music ended abruptly.
Trial 3: It was my mother who though not classically trained, would always ask me to follow some of the songs she used to sing.In Tirunelveli at last we found a music master and my mom was more than happy. My brothers used to drop and pick me up from the class. He tried impressing me with chocolates and sweets, though I never liked chocolates and would eat the one given by him for his sake! I was attending classes regularly.
Time came when the master had planned for a trip to Bombay for LFC. My teacher fell sick after his Bombay trip and passed away eventually.
This triggered the sense of humour of my brothers. They would tease me saying that I killed my master with my voice. So there came an end as other music teachers were in places far away from my house. Thus drawing an end to an unsuccessful third attempt to learn music.
Trial 4: I gave a long break to my trials and made my next attempt when I was in college. When I was studying B.Sc,my parents found violinist Lalgudi Jayaraman's sister who was living nearby. My mother went for enquiry. They wanted students for music exams. My mom thought that would be too much for me. So this attempt ended even before it started.
Trial 5: One day while going for a walk in Annanagar, a "Music classes taken" board attracted my mom. She enquired and I joined. The teacher encouraged me a lot and said that I had a good voice. One day to my utter shock I noticed a hearing aid in her ears, which I had not seen all those days. I realised that she was partially deaf.I came home and told my mom in whispers that the teacher had hearing problems. The worst part was My brothers heard the whole story and galatta started all over again.They teased me saying that the teacher beared with me because she was deaf. I stopped going to classes then on thus putting an end to fifth unsuccessful attempt to learn music.
Trial 6:I was studying MCA during this attempt. One of my relatives finally found Mr.Jayaraman(famous for his katha kalatchebam on radio).His wife was a renowned music teacher. I loved going to music classes for the first time in life.This went on for quite some time, but as luck would have it this teacher shifted her house to a new place where there was a vet downstairs.
One day an unleashed dog started chasing me as I opened the gate and my cynophobia brought an end to an unsuccessful attempt to learn music.
It was fun time again for my brothers as they teased the hell out of me remarking that even dog could not bear my voice!
Trial 7: I was already married during this attempt and was living in Baroda.My previous music teacher's daughter was taking music classes there. Finally I got her address. Srinath ...my husband used to come home very very late and most of the times was out of station. When everything settled and the routine looked like normal, I planned for attending classes.
This time it was Srinath who got transferred and this also ended even before it started.
I am still looking for a music teacher who can quench my thirst for music!
Has anyone ever tried attending music classes like me? I wonder!
My mother is a great fan of carnatic music and wanted me to become atleast a kolu singer...
Here are my attempts to learn music!
Trial 1: My first attempt to learn music started at the age of 5, in Pattukottai. (the first trial I believe) My teacher asked me to come the following year..since she felt it was too early.
Pattukottai was close to Thiruvaiyaru.Out of sheer interest my mom took me there during aaradhanai. What I can remember now is a river , the container in which we took yummy puliyodharai , Kunnakudi playing violin, Mandalin sreenivas as a very young boy. I enjoyed sleeping in mandapam.
Trial 2: My second attempt began on an auspicious day,whereby I visited my teacher and paid due respects to her.I was asked to come for regular classes then on.
I attended classes for few days before which my father got transferred to tirunelveli and with that my second attempt to learn music ended abruptly.
Trial 3: It was my mother who though not classically trained, would always ask me to follow some of the songs she used to sing.In Tirunelveli at last we found a music master and my mom was more than happy. My brothers used to drop and pick me up from the class. He tried impressing me with chocolates and sweets, though I never liked chocolates and would eat the one given by him for his sake! I was attending classes regularly.
Time came when the master had planned for a trip to Bombay for LFC. My teacher fell sick after his Bombay trip and passed away eventually.
This triggered the sense of humour of my brothers. They would tease me saying that I killed my master with my voice. So there came an end as other music teachers were in places far away from my house. Thus drawing an end to an unsuccessful third attempt to learn music.
Trial 4: I gave a long break to my trials and made my next attempt when I was in college. When I was studying B.Sc,my parents found violinist Lalgudi Jayaraman's sister who was living nearby. My mother went for enquiry. They wanted students for music exams. My mom thought that would be too much for me. So this attempt ended even before it started.
Trial 5: One day while going for a walk in Annanagar, a "Music classes taken" board attracted my mom. She enquired and I joined. The teacher encouraged me a lot and said that I had a good voice. One day to my utter shock I noticed a hearing aid in her ears, which I had not seen all those days. I realised that she was partially deaf.I came home and told my mom in whispers that the teacher had hearing problems. The worst part was My brothers heard the whole story and galatta started all over again.They teased me saying that the teacher beared with me because she was deaf. I stopped going to classes then on thus putting an end to fifth unsuccessful attempt to learn music.
Trial 6:I was studying MCA during this attempt. One of my relatives finally found Mr.Jayaraman(famous for his katha kalatchebam on radio).His wife was a renowned music teacher. I loved going to music classes for the first time in life.This went on for quite some time, but as luck would have it this teacher shifted her house to a new place where there was a vet downstairs.
One day an unleashed dog started chasing me as I opened the gate and my cynophobia brought an end to an unsuccessful attempt to learn music.
It was fun time again for my brothers as they teased the hell out of me remarking that even dog could not bear my voice!
Trial 7: I was already married during this attempt and was living in Baroda.My previous music teacher's daughter was taking music classes there. Finally I got her address. Srinath ...my husband used to come home very very late and most of the times was out of station. When everything settled and the routine looked like normal, I planned for attending classes.
This time it was Srinath who got transferred and this also ended even before it started.
I am still looking for a music teacher who can quench my thirst for music!
Friday, February 5, 2010
The art of appreciation
As Voltaire says "Appreciation is a wonderful thing. It makes what is excellent in others belong to us as well". I was just thinking about this truth. What came to my mind is that my father's policy of taking only the positive qualities from other person. If we can find the positive things we will automatically start appreciating them,which in turn would help us fine tune ourselves to attain greatness, which is voltaire's philosophy too.
How often do we appreciate things in life? Self appreciation is motivation when done with care. Ego is just few inches away from self motivation. So one should be careful in this act of self appreciation. It helps us to do self examination too. Do we speak softly to others, how cool were we when a situation leading to angerness arised, how regular are we in our daily routines are some of the things that we can include in our life for assessing the self dicipline. If we can appreciate ourself for our good I strongly feel it improves our quality of life.
Appreciating others for their gestures or skills, will make us try and adopt those qualities. No one in this world will be a gelous person. It also paves a learning platform in one's life. Appreciate friends, the happiness they get is transferred to us as well. They try to improve themselves too.Appreciation will lead to sharing and thus we start learning from them. We keep appreciating famous musicians, sports personalities,leaders and we forget about people around us.Let us start practicising this today.
It would be appropriate to conclude with Mother Teresa's quote "There is more hunger for love and appreciation in this world than for bread.” So lets start appreciating and be kind to others.
How often do we appreciate things in life? Self appreciation is motivation when done with care. Ego is just few inches away from self motivation. So one should be careful in this act of self appreciation. It helps us to do self examination too. Do we speak softly to others, how cool were we when a situation leading to angerness arised, how regular are we in our daily routines are some of the things that we can include in our life for assessing the self dicipline. If we can appreciate ourself for our good I strongly feel it improves our quality of life.
Appreciating others for their gestures or skills, will make us try and adopt those qualities. No one in this world will be a gelous person. It also paves a learning platform in one's life. Appreciate friends, the happiness they get is transferred to us as well. They try to improve themselves too.Appreciation will lead to sharing and thus we start learning from them. We keep appreciating famous musicians, sports personalities,leaders and we forget about people around us.Let us start practicising this today.
It would be appropriate to conclude with Mother Teresa's quote "There is more hunger for love and appreciation in this world than for bread.” So lets start appreciating and be kind to others.
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