Happy NewYear! 2011

New year is just next door and people are busy planning for the parties. Parties to welcome the coming year and bidding good bye to the year gone by, Whilst newspapers are full of instructions and news for spending the eve. Just went through the local papers for Pune and read that police force is taking extra care for the people celebrating new year party as they booze a lot and is a trouble for the society. I don't just understand that why parties always have to relate to booze and alcoholism. And specially those that need some kind of resolutions for new year, some extra efforts for us to make a new person, an improved individual and making life more and more comfortable more and more mature. Why should some police force be involved in making society or ourselves a good individual.

Well I may sound a bit orthodox while stating against alcohol. Sure have it but why not in limit? What is the point in celebrating the new year eve boozing so much that while driving it may be the end of life itself, then whats the point in welcoming new year if we are not going to be there at all to see that? Instead coming together and sharing the experiences of our own with friends,having fun together, enjoying mouth watering delicacies and resolute for new year where we want to be in future, sounds better to me. How can one resolute at all when the brains are totally fuzzy with alcohol, nope no way at all. Too much of anything is too bad....but who in this world understands the real meaning of life and its achievements....I know I might be a party pooper for many of those who are planning to totally booze this year...but sorry...this is how I am....

Quite frankly we should be thinking about all the values that one has to follow being a human being. The values which I mean are the ones not limiting to the culture, tradition or caste,but the values that a human being must follow to be a good citizen in the society. When we are kind of punished by the law for bad behaviour then what right we have to fight for our future? These thoughts definitely come to my mind when I read about the rave parties/ drunk and driving/ so called party bashes with hell of a chaos.

Well we are the ones making our own future and making our kids ready for it as well. So I personally think whether this is the example kids should have in front of them? Then going ahead we have to think twice ,I would say hundred times while expecting good returns from them. Think about it.

Happy new year!!

moment full of coffee...

Today Saturday, a regular yet extended weekend. Morning was spent as usual watching some TV stuff, and regular weekend chores. Not a busy day at all. But noon and evening was a bit looked forward to as some of the friends were to come visit us, and hence my day took off with planning and preparing later.

Evening covering all the events of the day as planned was tapering towards end. Hubby dear offered a cup of coffee to me and said lets chat for some time and then the day would retire as normal. But then a cup of coffee is never just a beverage, its more than that. Many things happen over coffee and same was the case. Nope, don't think wild, but we had a real good chat of ages over the coffee cup. Hot steaming brewed coffee was playing its perfect part and making our conversations more and more aromatic. We started with how the day was and overall events during. One memory leading to other making a chain which ended in our past. Our past which was more fresh, more young and full of life, making comparisons with today's life unknowingly. But surely we were not feeling bad or sad about today's situation, about today's life that we have.

We wondered in our then new days of life. We wondered like new couple in the garden of thoughts. We picked up delicate flowers of sweet moments we experienced together when we had just met. Out of which I would like state one here. In wee hours of night I would get calls from him stating he missed me and then that would follow with a beautiful gazal of Jagjit singh "Teir Aakhon ki samunder main utar jane de, tera mujarim hun main muze dub ke mar jane de"...Jagjit has played a really important part of our life and the moments to cherish for life long. Now when we look back and try to see our past, we are surely thankful to Jagjit :)

Then we talked on all other topics including politics, finance and songs..where there was no relevenace to the other.

But the whole conversation was so full of cherishable moments and refreshing memories that made my day! Alls well that ends well....of course with coffee. We concluded our day only to again start a new life full of vigour..picking up from where we had left the past...

Thank u hubby dear for one more wonderful moment in our life....which will be added to the chain of sweet memories in the scrap book of our life :)!! ....

Battle of two minds!!

"Boredom is a sickness the cure for which is work" yes I know that.I feel boredom is nothing but a lousy feeling. A feeling of laziness a feeling of emptiness. Today I was driving to my gym for a great and invigorating exercise. I had a fantastic workout schedule in front of me, but also had this lousy feeling in my mind. I wanted to but still not wanted to go to the gym. We have this experience many a times that we want to do something and yet we are lousy about it.I know I must exercise in order to keep me fit and running, make me feel fresh all the time. And I WANT to do it, not forcibly but by my will. And then why is there this lazy feeling, why is there this lack of drive sometimes?

This made my thinking process a bit longer and I started venturing inside me. I peeped within myself and tried to search where this unwanted feeling was sitting. My eyes were rolling internally all over to find that one spot which I wanted to get rid of. I have a lot of big list in front me of the things I want to do, I want to achieve and be proud of. I really want to enjoy all those things in my life and accomplish them for me. But then THIS feeling creeps in and there is no scope for me to do the things. I drag myself for daily chores and mundane routine.
My alert and active mind is always ready to take up new tasks and finish them and be happy with them. Reading all those inspirational books makes my alert mind more alert and wants to be one of those stories. But other mind which we call as is a bit laid back and not ready to work. So it makes me to think why does this not-so-great mind takes over the charge of my life and works things according to its will. My body acts just the way this not-so-great mind wants.And where is my brain at that time? Is my brain hypnotised my this evil mind during the process of no-progress. And where is this good and alert mind during this whole idiotic show?

I do wonder where from this lousy feeling creeps into my mind/body/brain? when do I allow this to happen? What am I busy with when this unwanted feeling or so called emotion plays with me? I kept thinking, how does this happen that I forget the feeling of excitement and makes myself feel bored. I don't want to be lazy,I do not like it. I like and love to be extremely busy enjoying every piece of my life, every activity I do and make most of my life outstandingly precious. 10 years down the line when I look back I want to see just the happy and satisfactory graph of my life. I know this, but for that I need to be on toes right now...then why this lazy feeling follows me many a times.....

I understand that I cannot pick up this feeling and pull it out of my mind/brain.....but I need to replace it with the feeling of enthusiasm, feeling of motivation, feeling of excitement ...but how?

I kept on thinking..and finding for an answer...but still left unanswered...do u go through this kind of situation in your life...then please let me know the answer if u are aware of one....

Angst!!

Warum soll man Angst haben?

Wovor soll man angst haben?

Vor einer Person hat man Angst.
Nur weil er Fremd ist?

Vor einer Schwierigkeit hat man Angst
Nur weil es so viel Mϋhe gibt?

Vor einer Dunkelheit hat man Angst
Nue weil man nicht klar sieht?

Vor einer prϋfung hat man Angst
Nue weil man keine Antwort weisst?

Aber eine fremde Person später
Ein guter Freund wird

Die Schwierigkeit wird auch gelöst

Die Dunkelheit bringt neuer Tag mit

Und die Prϋfung gibt den Erfolg.

Man muss darϋber denken,
Und nie in Zweifel hängen

Es gibt doch kein Leben ohne Angst
Aber wenn man nicht so denkt,
Hat man falsch vom Leben verlangt..

Communication....with kids..!

Talking to children sometimes is really tiresome or most of the times it is…. Yesterday I had the same conversation with my three year old daughter . When she came home from day care I was not able to find her tiffin in the bag. Usually it wont happen that way as the aunty in day care puts everything in the bag while leaving.

But yesterday it was not the case.

Me: Kim I am not getting your tiffin in the bag.

Kim: whyyyy??

Me: What “whyyyy”…why is your tiffin box not in the bag?

Kim: I don’t know.

Me: What do you mean by that? Did you have your lunch?

Kim : Yes I did.

Me: Then after eating did aunty put the box in the bag?

Kim: Yes.

Me: But then I cant find it.

Kim: Whyyy?

Me: I don’t know. Did you put the lunch box in someone else’s bag?

Kim: We all ate lunch together. (Well what was this?)

Now this was taking on my nerves.

Me: OK. You all had lunch together and then…?

Kim: Then we played. And Nandan had time out.

Me: Why did he have time out. Was he having your tiffin box?

Kim: I don’t know. Nandan, Neha and myself play together.

Aaahhhh..this was heading somewhere else. Don’t know where….

Me: Sweetie, last time I am asking where is your tiffin box?

Kim: I don’t like tiffin.

Me: I know that, but where is it?

Kim: Give me big strawberries in tiffin tomorrow.

Me: Sure I will, but first I have to find out where the box is right? So tell me where the box is?

Kim: Why are you asking me so many questions? We will get new tiffin box.

Me: (totally frustrated) Forget it I wont give you your favourite fruits in tiffin from tomorrow as we don’t have tiffin box.

Kim: I have pink tiffin box.

Me: WHERE??????

Kim: In the refrigerator.

Me: In the refrigerator? What is your lunch box doing in aunty’s refrigerator?

Kim: Mamma, not in aunty’s refrigerator, in our refrigerator.

Me: WHATTTTTTTT????

Kim: Yes, I kept the box in our refrigerator before leaving as the rice was too hot in it  ….

Then I ran out to see in the refrigerator and there it was sitting nicely on the lower rack…….

Me: Then whose lunch you had?

Kim: Nandan’s.

Me: And whose box was put in the bag by aunty?

Me: Neha’s.

I had no words……

Rain Rain!!

“Rain rain go away..Lil Jonny wants to play’….I know this is a nursery rhyme. But I always wondered about this poem. Is little Jonny not interested in playing in rain? Is he not interested in jumping in the puddles on the road? Is he not interested in playing with paper boats in the running water of rains? Well his choice. But as for me I always hated these lines since childhood. I like rain. I like trees in the rain, I like roads in the rain, and I like mountains in the rain. This is of course when I was in my teens. Where rains make you feel so romantic and forces you to pen down your heart.

But as a child as well I always wanted to go out when raining. I got wet all over and wanted to play. Making boats and sending them in running water outside the home was fun business then. Fully drenched coming home would be a fabulous experience as mom use to keep the “Bhajis” ready. Ohh what a day. Then slipping into dry clothes and having those bhajis with hot steaming tea was heaven.

Same is the feeling today. A rainy day is always a welcome in my world. If the day starts with rain then it’s a bonus. As a beautiful day breaking with sweet rhythmic droplets bouncing on the roof top is precious. Sometimes when it rains in the night I am awake watching through window. Ohh rain looks so different in the night. Have u ever seen that? Experience it. It’s lovely. In the morning the sun is out in the sky but hiding behind the dark clouds, as if taking a leave or so to say working from home . There but not there.

I like to drive in this weather, or at least go for a ride. The nature looks so different. So fresh, so close to me. All the lush green trees along with colorful ones are dripping water drops on the ground making it look like a show. The tree tops are waving to us with the wind making them move softly. Have you ever observed a typical activity during rains? At one time there will be a hard blow of wind and the raindrops will flash on your car screen or window panes with a loud noise. Aah that makes me feel so wonderful. I just have no words to describe how this makes my heart pull the strings. But I do enjoy that. Along with all the happy and merry flowers around I too take trills in my mind and cherish the moments.

A hot brewed coffee is one of the must-do thing in rain. The rich coffee aroma fills the air and drags me to have one more cup. Who cares how much caffeine my body is consuming as my heart is into action then. And exactly this is what I am about to do right now, this very moment. A big cup of steaming coffee with my eyes hooked on watching the "rainshow" outside….guyz you too are welcome to the show and not forgetting the coffee....

My baby-steps!!

Do remember the first steps u took when u just started walking? Every step u took was a centre of attraction and appreciation. U fell down one thousand times and took two successful steps…yaa I am talking when we started walking for the first time in life and that was adored by our parents and loved ones around, but hardly realized the adulation. We kept on practicing our walk every day and every minute of our life then, and finally see till where we have come. A complete 30 years of life. That’s an achievement.

U must be wondering why am I remembering those things right now. But I re-lived my childhood a few months back. I started to learn skating, and believe me it was a disaster for the first time. I never thought it would be so very difficult. I am an experienced walker and just wearing wheels would not hinder my experienced activity. This was the thought I had in mind. On first day I took my skate shoes, and sitting on the given bench wore them. I was ready to slide-on like seen on TV. Ohh what a feeling. Thinking about it I stood up, or did I really stand? I slipped off and fell off on the floor. Just could not get what happened. Thinking it was an accident I tried getting up and wanted to go to the counter to talk to the person about shoes. I managed taking small steps taking the support of the wall there.

Finally reached the counter and was talking to the person concerned and god knows what happened again and I was lying on the floor straight on my back with my feet up high in the air. The person at the counter must have thought that I was talking to this lady a second ago and where has she vanished. But I guess he must have had so many such experiences like mine. And there I was lying still waiting to get some help to stand up. My husband came running and tried pulling me up. Oh my gosh, just could not get it. He then literally held me by my arms and made me stand.

I had mixed emotions then, wanted to cry aloud as my back was completely out as I hit it directly on the floor and also wanted to laugh insane as it was a total fiasco in front of all the skaters who were very young in age and were not getting why this lady keeps on falling every now and then. People around must have had a great show. It was practically an outburst for my husband that day. I literally fell down at least 20 times in those 10 minutes. And I was nervous now, as it was becoming more and more difficult for me to even stand. But then I kept on practicing. I now go every weekend for skating and can stand on my own and try to move ahead as well.

But this was one great experience in life where I learnt that whatever it takes to know about new skills we have to go on. The best motivation for me was my husband who kept on encouraging me every time I fell and my daughter who had no fear at all wearing wheels. She was so comfortable with it and swept through the floor smoothly. She was not even aware that she might fall as children do not know fear of anything,. And that’s what probably they do things successfully. I had fear in mind the very moment I wore those skates that I might fall. But I learnt again be fearless, I know it’s a bit tough at our age, but try to be fearless and things are easy.

And that’s how I re-lived my childhood steps, my first baby-steps with the only difference of being conscious of what would people say around me if I fall……….but succeeded.