Wednesday, February 29, 2012

I've Moved! -Teri Meri Prem Kahaani- The Proposal

Hiya People,

Check out the next episode here:

After much contemplation and thinking, I decided to move my space to Wordpress after seeing that people were having trouble commenting, i couldnt password protect any posts and some such minor issues.

And what better time than in the middle of my love story to literally force all of you to go to my new space?

Please do drop in to my new Abode too-though its still Work In Prgress...

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Teri Meri Prem Kahaani-Friendship to Love

During the first year of college, apart from those couple of instances there was hardly any interaction between us. Then January came and we had our first class trip to Hemagiri falls. It was a lot of fun getting to know the people in the class.(class strength had dwindled out by then with people going off to Engg and Medical colleges). I remember S was the only guy who stood at the bottom of those slippery stone extensions which were used as steps to get down into the water and helped every girl and the teacher get down. score-1. I realised maybe he really wasnt that egoistic guy.On the journey back home that evening, he sat next to me and that was when I really spoke to him. Rather he spoke to me-only about his mom for more than half the journey,making me realise how much of a mamma's boy he was. He readily accepted that he was a mamma's boy and respected her a lot - score-2. I had until then not met a teenage guy who would readily admit it. We also spoke about his arrogance and I remember him clearly laughing out loud and explaining each an every instance I thought he had been arrogant. A lot about his personality became clearer to me that day and I guess we became friends since then. Ofcourse-imagine, we were 18 and in college so there were other guys who began to tease us together. Initially we just got irritated and then we just began to ignore them.

The second year of college started and it seemed like there was never a break. We continued to be good friends and we moved around in a big gang of 12-8 girls and 4 boys. We used to either attend classes together or bunk together, go to someone's house, sit and chat or walk the 1.5kms to the nearest complex and share chaats with the combined money we had. None of us used to have any more than 20-30rs at any point in time. One of the guys had a maruti omni and all of us used to dump ourselves in that and go to drop each one home! Ofcourse all our parents knew about our gang (Dad called us the 'Dirty Dozen') and we used to make an adda out of someone's house whenever we bunked classes. That was the time other love stories began to happen in the group. There became another couple Sh&Sm and there were a couple of proposals from other guys to me. We also began to tease S with another girl who was quite serious about him and had even told at home. We also went on the very eventful 2nd year trip to Bulmuri falls and on the way back we again sat next to each other. I think by then most of the crowd knew that there was something brewing between us while I was still stupidly ignoring everything. We ended up holding hands and looking at the stars that evening through the journey back home.

In all this fun, we also had a big tragedy, which left us all completely shaken. We were studying for the final exams when one morning we got to know that one of our friend had committed Suicide. We only knew that she had a boyfriend but none of us knew who he was and how serious their relationship was. And apparently he dumped her.She committed suicide. And it left me very very upset. Not that she was my best friend-but she was someone I used to talk to on a regular basis and I cried for days. That was the time,I guess, his calls to me began on a daily basis...

In the final year, S decided to take up CAT entrance exam for IIM. And he convinced me that it would be good for me to take too. I came home and asked Dad,he readily agreed and was very happy that he didnt have to push me into something and I wanted to do it myself. So, we began to do combined studies together which gave us more time to be alone and not create doubts (or so we thought.Bah! Now I wonder, who were we trying to fool?!). And we did study seriously until December 7th....

PS:  People, please bear with me! I didnt realise that there would be so much story to tell when I first started it. Infact I told Seema that it would end in one episode. After reading this, it seems long enough to add more into this. So, proposal and what happens next, in the next post...

Monday, February 27, 2012

Teri Meri Prem Kahaani-No love at First Sight

It was those initial days of degree college when we were a small group of 4 girls, all school friends, who studied +2 in different colleges and had come together again for the degree classes. We were very religiously attending the classes. It was a new college for 2 of us while the other 2 were from the same college.We had heard a lot about the kind of extra curricular activities and the fun that happened in the college.

One such hot July afternoon, we were all sitting in a very strict Math class- I can still remember the Mehendi Brown hair of the lecturer with his tall build. It was about 20mins since the class had started and we heard some noise and a few boys wanted to come into the class.None of them had the guts to ask the lecturer an "Excuse Me" or "May I come In" and were discussing who would ask. Then one of them was pushed ahead and asked permission very confidently and when the lecturer asked why they were late, he very confidently said "Sir, we didnt know whose class it was, only when we realised it was your class, we decided to attend" and the lecturer just let them all in. The friend sitting next to me nudged me and said" He is S, he was in my class in +2 also. Very arrogant guy. Has a lot of head weight."- That was the first sight. Hmmm...
Confession: I kind of liked his confidence and the way his hair fell on his forehead...

His Version:
He says he first 'noticed' me at the bus stop one afternoon while my friend and me were waiting for the bus. I do remember that nonsense conversation that day-about the planning for the 1st year trip and I also remember we missed a couple of buses to our stop so we could continue chatting! And all that he noticed about me was my non-stop chatter with a lot of head and arm waving and he thought "My God! How much this girl talks and how her head shakes! I wonder how her neck doesnt hurt by the end of the day!"

There was a college inter class drama competition that is conducted every year in the college and the boys had decided to do it while the rest of the class had to pay 200rs for the stage and costumes. And we all had to give it to S! During one break between classes one of the girls gave him the money and he said something real nasty (dont remember what it was now) and I lost my temper. I shouted right back at him and told him that there was no need for any Ego clashes here and we were only giving money as a class, so if he didnt want it he could just leave and pay the rest of the money from his pocket. And he just stared at me and walked off. Later, much later I got to know that the girl to whom he said that, had already had a fight with him regarding this money and that was a continuation of the same arguement and I had only heard his words...Oops! But no, I didnt apologise...

This is how we got to know each other first. I remember telling a friend at that point in time: "My God! This guy has so much ego and temper that he either really needs someone very docile who doesnt have her own self-respect and nods her head for everything he says, or he needs someone really strong who can head-butt with him at every stage to get things her way"
Little did I know that *that* girl could be me!

Thursday, February 23, 2012

Teri Meri Prem Kahaani - Trailer

Since Seema refused to write her love story unless I wrote mine :-D Here is the series that I promised her. Im sure its not going to be as Masaledaar as hers, and I just cant wait to read her series which is ofcourse password protected (psst, mail her for the password).

Well! To start off with, here's how life has been with Hubby over the last 7 years (nearly) documented here:

For all those who wanted a peek into my very personal life - here it is :-)

Picture abhi baaki hai...

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Tagged - Did I write all this?

There was a tag going around on posting what we thought about our own posts. And I was (still am) apprehensive about going back and reading them and selecting them too - God! Some of them are so silly, some mushy, some ridiculous - so how do I choose? Infact I didnt want to do them at all but then SnS had left a comment recently again that I should complete this task. So here goes this tag...

Oh! By the way, It was Ani who tagged me to do this post - SnS only commented I should do it (Sticks tongue out).So this one's for you Ani :-D


1) Blogger is nominated to take part

2) Blogger publishes his/her 7 links on his/her blog – 1 link for each category. The links are:

– Your most beautiful post

– Your most popular post

– Your most controversial post

– Your most helpful post

– A post whose success surprised you

– A post you feel didn’t get the attention it deserved

– The post that you are most proud of

3) Blogger nominates up to 5 or more bloggers to take part. - OK, I think most of the bloggers I read have already been tagged, only some that are my very dear friends, who do blog and lurk but dont actually comment are left out-so I will tag them :-) Lets see if I can get them out of hibernation!

Deepti (Not that she lurks but she is a new blogger)
Seema (didnt see her doing this)

4) These bloggers publish their 7 links and nominate another 5 more bloggers - That is upto their discretion if they want to pass the tag on or not - Now now People! Dont come with Stones..
5) And so it goes on!

Your most beautiful post -
I have 2 actually-both of them are the Dad's letter to his son. I write enough here and vent all my feelings too (well mostly) but it takes a lot of effort to cajole the Dad to write something and that too he does it only for the son.So for the last 2 years, these words form a part of his gift to Chutku and so they are very special and beautiful to me...

– Your most controversial post
Not exactly controversial but something that got a lot of thoughts and comments:

This one that I had written quite sometime back: (Since SnS and RM had suggested that I link them to old posts)

– Your most helpful post - (I stick to my opinions and dont actually write anything helpful to anyone here)Not exactly helpful but since there was some general gyan on festivals and my Fave RM said she will come back here to read :-) -

- A post whose success surprised you -  One really silly post that got a huge amount of response that it really did surprise me:

And this one was just a weekend update but got quite a few comments:

- A post you feel didn’t get the attention it deserved - Hmm... none actually! I always only blogged to make this a place holder for all my thoughts so I need to really go back and .....

I think these posts, because if you havent read them (Barring RM :-) )-then I would love to know your views:

– The post that you are most proud of - Quite Obviously the TRBA Award winning post! :-) 

and this one that I wrote for the VAWM:

Whew! Im done with the tag. And since Im still browsing through my old posts and I thought, your thoughts on these would be interesting to know, here are some old posts (because some of you asked!): 

I had even submitted this to TRBA:

Bwahahaha! I just got so greedy, and so confused :-( NOW, go on and comment everyone, I have spent enough time in collecting these posts,so please dont let my efforts go waste!

Monday, February 20, 2012

My Jan trip with friends

I had written here that there is something being planned and I didn’t want to jinx it-and that was this plan  of an all girls outing over the republic day weekend.. It initially started off with 5 of us – U,C,T,Gundu and me but then U’s hubby met with an accident and she backed off and C ‘ gave haath’ in the last minute. But still the plan was on and we did go on this trip – Aha! Here’s the summary of the 3 days holiday without family,hubby,baby – My first ever with friends!

Day 1: We started at 6am from my home as I was the first pickup and by the time we eventually left bangalore it was nearly 7.30. Added to that was the holiday traffic and all restaurants were crowded. We eventually decided to stop for brkfast at 9 at KAmat Loka Ruchi, had yummy akki rotti and idlis and started from there again in about half hour.We chatted non-stop until we reached the resort and even told the driver that we have been friends since school so we have a lot ofcatching up to do! We reached the Windflower resort by 1pm and all doubts of how the place will be just vanished just looking at the reception area! Oh Man! That resort was bliss just bliss. And the suite my friend had boked was just short of heaven! Jacuzzi and rain shower in a h.u.g.e bathroom and comfy double bed with an additional roll-on bed. Despite all plans of going out after lunch, we ate so much that we just lazed around on the bed watching TV and internet,applying nail polish (yeah,I realised I hadnt applied one in God knows how long a time!) and talking just about everything under the sun! Despite eating like a pig at lunch (I should've made a note of all things we ate over the days!) we were hungry by dinner time - amazing! By dinner the temperature had fallen and it was cold enough for me to take out the pullover which actually occupied half my luggage :-) Again, we downed the dinner along with a glass of red wine. 2 sips of that wine and I had this light buzz that I was unhappy about - a kick for just 2 sips - Che! That was just not me. And I also worried that I would end up loosing control (which issomething that I hate) and so much to my friend T's embarassment and chagrin I ate curd rice to get the effect off :-D And then finished the complete glass quite comfortably. We then went back to the room by 10.30 and while the other 2 were contemplating the outside rain shower or jacuzzi I was in snoozeland in no time. Just the thought that I dont have to wake up in the middle of the night to give a bottle to Chutku or be aware of not rolling on him in sleep - whatever it was-I slept real peacefully and didnt get up until 5.30am when T suddenly shouted at her brother in sleep :-) (Another solace-Im not the only one who talks in sleep!)

Day 2: After which I couldnt go back to sleep no matter how much I tried, so I woke up at 6, opened the balcony doors - stepped out and saw the sun rise. The fresh chilly air, the chirping of birds and then a few really small yellow ones flitting here and there already. And then I came in to check my emails if any and while I sat there not really interested in the laptop looking out, a magpie came to the balcony,stood outside the door and sat staring at me for a few moments. Then it pecked at some dirt there,looked at me again and just flew away - it was such a peaceful moment-just thinking about it makes me sigh!

We had called the Spa in advance for a head,neck and shoulder massage at 9am and so Gundu and I went to brkfast at 8 and then walked to the spa. The massage was soo good that it gave me a buzz equal to being drunk the previous evening. Just bliss again...It was so good that Gundu decided to get a back massage too and since T was also getting it done-they convinced me to get one too! So all morning we were at the Spa getting massages done and comparing notes :-) It was a struggle to even walk back to the room after that! Unfortunately we had planned to go to Talacauvery, Bagamandala and Madikeri Raja seat in the afternoon so after a heavy lunch again we started at 3 to these places. Tala Cauvery was real cool with the clouds hovering just above us,covering the sun completely and there was hardly any crowd either.Spent half hour there and came to Baga Mandala which was a disappointment actually. There was hardly any water to say that there was a 'sangama' of 3 rivers there! But still-where there is water-I have to put my feet in there :-D So I did some climbing and jumping around to find a cleaner spot and put my feet in the chilly water for a few mins...A few photo ops later we started to Madikeri. By the time we reached Raja seat the sun had set and the crowd was waiting for the Musical fountain to start. We also roamed around the park a little, took pictures and waited for the musical fountain to start. Watched a couple of songs and then the crowd got too much for comfort and we just decided to walk away from there. Reaching the resort we directly went in to dinner at 8pm and by that time I had eaten so much that my stomach refused to take in any more food! I still had some rice, tasted my friend's wine, ate ice cream :-D and went back to the room. Any sleep that wanted to come just vanished while we did some channel surfing, loaded he photos onto my laptop and spoke until 1am. As we just slept, my friend T got a call from her hubby - at 2.30am to ask why she didnt call him before sleeping :-D Thinking about it now, I have a smile on my face but after that call we all took quite sometime to calm overselves and get back to sleep! :-D

Day 3: Saturday morning was depressing because we knew we had to go back! We once more went around the resort taking pictures and after another heavy brkfast (actually, you name it you have it kind of buffet it was through out the stay) we settled the bills and started from the resort at 11.45. On the way we visited the Namdroling Monastery and T did some shopping and bought a beautiful Buddha face to hang in her living room. We wanted to visit the Nimishamba temple (rather I wanted to) but then we were so hungry by the time we reached Srirangapatna that we just drove on to find a hotel to eat... HAd lunch at 3pm and coffee in the coffeeday at 4.30 :-) The journey back was more of listening to 90s songs and commenting about them rather than give away juicy pieces of our gossip to the driver. He too, I think, was bugged of our nonstop bak-bak by then :-D Though we dropped Gundu to her home at 6.30 it was past 8pm when I reached home after facing the sat evening traffic :-( cursing the same pollution and noise and the traffic was the first thing we did after enjoying the fresh air,chirping of the birds and cool breeze of Coorg...

Just before I left on this trip, there was a lot on my mind and I realise that I was on the verge of depression-having crying bouts and was feeling that I couldnt handle all the things that life was throwing at me from all directions. Now, at the end of the holiday -Im back completely refreshed and a lot more energetic and with a confidence that I will be able to handle everything that comes my way!

And for some of you who,Im sure will be thinking how Chutku handled this 2 nights seperation - he was a trooper. I had been telling him for 2 days that I will be going to 'Ooru' with my friends and though he kept saying that he wants to come too-he didnt really bother much while I was not there.With 2 sets of doting grand parents and Dad to take him around, he has enjoyed the 2 days as well as I have, I think. Yes, he did cry in the office on friday apparently because

I was not there but otherwise was fine. On saturday night when I reachd home-he got so excited that he did not even eat his dinner fully and kept hugging me and coming back for hugs :-) making me feel that he had missed me somewhere. And on sunday morning, he rolled towards me,slept on my arm and kept careassing my arm and stomach and sighing in his sleep - as if ensuring that I was back. Isnt that a pretty good reward to know that your baby missed you while you were away :-)

I thought I had learnt a lot about myself (introspection?) during this trip which unfortunately I have forgotten now..So was that all really a learning, I wonder.

Thought I will add some pictures to this post, but unfortunately Im unable to access Picassa from work - so that has to be done from home.Hmmm... I think its time I moved to a more upgraded android phone than the same old Samsung that I have... What say?

Edited to Add: I had written the post a week or so after I came back from the trip, but deciding to take a break-I didnt publish it, putting it up here today. Better late than never,huh?

Friday, February 17, 2012

Friday Fun - 1 for the stolen moment

At the end of the tiring day when the 2 heads are on the same pillow (amma dimbu (pillow) mele thaachi) and general masti is going on.... A pair of tiny palms holds the big face,pushes the stray strand of hair away from the face and stares earnestly at the whole face and those tiny lips part in a full smile - says more than any words can say that he loves me :-D

And I had the most peaceful sleep in a really long time that night...

Leaving you with some pictures of the little monster...

Trying out Brownie ice cream for the first time

Wearing Amma's Watch

Thatha's helmet :-D

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

To Touch or not to Touch

Surprisingly after a really long time I came across this question - not in family but at the workplace! I couldnt believe my ears when a collegue said that she didnt want to share our food/touch us(me and my friend) because she was doing a vrat that day and fasting.And why didnt she want to touch? Because it was *that* time of the month for us!!

And that really shocked me. Here I am today wondering what I can do to ease the stomach cramps and the girl says this?! And then Im not even sure if she was just joking! Come on! A 20-something girl, working in an IT company means well educated, good exposure and THIS?!

Why? When I asked her what she does - she said that when she is at home she does sit out for 3 days and then doesnt eat with everyone-has her own set of vessels to eat with and no bath, no touching anything etc; And I was taken aback! In today's times when technologies, medical sciences have evolved and we have moved away from so many unnecessary traditions and proved that this one too is baseless she is still so conditioned to do all this?

I can understand that this was a necessity years ago when women did hard labour (I will even today advocate rest for those labour women,given a choice-even to me!) and hygiene standards were non-existent. When a woman could not clean herself up because there were no facilities available. But with all the sanitary options, why the mental block to move ahead? Why still be in the same time warp instead of moving forward and showing that this monthly thing does not make us weaklings.When we can handle this month on month - we can take on everything else too! I mean - come on! How much of hormonal changes, physical stress we go through during those days and still how much women have progressed in all fields we still have people who choose to do this because "My mom wants me to do it". Such is the condtioning.How disheartening.

Thankfully I had not many restrictions regarding this.Granny and Mom never made a big fuss out of it though I was banned from entering the Pooja Room. MIL never has even these thoughts. So in my own home I do what I want to but there are times that I suddenly think - If I were in mom's house, she wouldnt like it. But she doesnt say anything to me now, neither does she say anything to my SIL. And I always thought if I ever have a daughter Im never going to impose all these on her-ever!

Oh! And what is the need to announce and advertise to the entire world that the girl has attained puberty?! Horrible! and how embarassing to the little girl who has just realised what is happening and needs some space for herself to come to terms with all the changes in her body? Why put a pandal and invite the world over while all she wants is probably to be left alone? In a society like ours when its a taboo to talk about sex, they prefer to announce the beginning of mentruation cycle?! What double standards are these?

Yes, tradition and culture are all important-festivals for joy and celebration, God and temples for trust and faith in some power that is beyond us (this is another long pending post) but not just blindly follow a repressive custom just because our grand mothers or great grand mothers did it - they did it for a reason and now when the reason doesnt exist we need to cease following the tradition too... What tradition is it if it doesnt respect a scientific natural requirement of the human body that doesnt allow women of mentruating age to go to temples, or even more - females in general... Of all the talk of respecting women and progressive culture, the actions are still so repressive. And Actions DO speak louder than just words - dont they?

Do we really want to pass on this kind of a confused culture to our children? We need to come out of the 'culture cocoon' and form a new tradition, improve where our actions prove that we respect the women for all that they are-including their PMSs and their much necessary monthly cycles. That each of our child irrespective of gender is given equal opportunities (ofcourse, there is more that goes into this) And yes,we need to start with re-conditioning our own minds.

PS: This was on my mind and SnS's post triggered these words :-) Thanks SnS!(And oh! please excuse the multiple uses of !! and the grammar/spelling mistakes if any-I havent reviewed it before publishing :-) )

Friday, February 10, 2012

Friday Fun - His (High)Brattiness

I had heard that its always Terrible Twos and I guess somewhere I was also prepared for some amount of it! But at this level - Baap Re! I never expected so much of tantrum throwing/naughtiness/stubbornness from the tiny little fellow I had assumed him to be!

The Little Monster: Tuesday - I get not one but 3 complaints - from 2 moms and the child - "Chutku, pushed me. Chutku hit my baby today" and when I asked him "did you push" he says  "Amma, Chutku push Leena" Huh?! All through the journey back home I kept telling him that he should not hit/push anyone and he kept saying 'Chuktu Push Leena'. And not just that, he goes home and tells my mom "Ammamma, naanu Leena push maaDde" (I pushed Leena!) proudly! He has also learnt to pinch and Ouch, that really hurts! so if he wants cartoon and we refuse - you see him bringing his thumb and forefinger together ready to pinch!

He has become extremely vocal and expressive now. And he DEMANDS!
He generally sits in the front seat of the car - in his car seat and seat belt. All these days the seat belt was never an issue, now suddenly over the past 2 weeks he insists that he doesnt want to wear seat belt.
"Amma, beltu thegi,beltu beda" and when I asked him why he doesnt want to seat belt - " Naanu, appa car driving" action and noise included! A shocked Appa asked him then where will Appa sit? Very generously he points to his car seat and says "Appa illi sit-tu" :-D And I was literally ROTFL sitting in the back seat.

Dropping him to the day care is an excercise everyday now. He wants to first go see Appa TV (Laptop) at his Dad's desk and then see the fishy in the pond on the way, so as the car nears the office gate he says "Amma,neenu hogu naanu appa TV noDtheeni, neenu aamele baa" (Amma you go,I will watch Appa TV, you come later" and then when he does come into the day care he starts "Ratna Aunty beda, Amma beku" tantrum until I have to literally pry him away from me,hand him over to the lady and walk out. And if I go peep in the next 2 mins - he is happy playing on the tricycle.

Ah! Tricycle reminds me - His GrandParents have bought him one for his Bday and needless to say - everything happens on that these days. You want him to do anything, you only have to mention - Cycle beka? And the task gets done. Its the cutest when he goes behind his ammamma,points to the miniscule space behind him on the seat and says "ammamma baa, illi thookko (Koothko-Sit), Tata onana (HogoNa-we will go) " :-D And you can see the four adults in various positions laughing out heads off :-D But thats the innocence that thankfully is still retained...

The bestest advantage of having my parents around-I think I have mentioned this before - Mom spends an hour beginning at 7.15pm to nearly 8.15 running around behind him - on his cycle, showing Chandamaama, threatening that the 'Uppa Anna' (Ghee and Salt-Uppu-Thuppa has become Uppa, Anna-Rice) will be fed to Thatha and somehow ensures that some amount of dinner goes into that reluctant mouth...

Some of his vocabulary (I already mentioned Thookko and Onana):
All fruits are Banana
Tomato - Totomo
Potato - Topato
Iruve (ant) - Ivure
Kannadaka (specs) - thanaka
AppaLa(paapad) - Chappala! (Very close to Chappali=slippers,the first time he said it, took me a couple of mins to understand)
Haakko (Put/wear) - AathoLu
Thogo (take) - ThothoLu

And just to enjoy this thothla ram some more I teach him these words:
Kiladi Kitta - thilali thittha
Kedi Subba - thedi thubba
Thutherikki - Thuthithi
Akatakata :-P (Even husband couldnt say it first time
Shambho shankara -Thanno thanthana
Nautanki - Nathanthi

And Oh! The Kolaveri song - My God! This has become a must have these days in the car or even as a lullaby! And he sings most of the lyrics perfectly:
Hand la glaach
glaach la scotch
eyes fullaa teaLllu
Louu louu bouu bouu!!

And when I tell him 'Love You' he says "loouu louu bouu bouu" - I didnt know if I should get irritated because of the songs influence or I should just be glad about his memory power and his linking capacity!
Talking about memory, My cousin's wife came home last weekend and taught him Superman, superman song and yesterday he remembered it  and began to sing "Superman,superman: thatha van thatha van" !
And when I asked him who taught him ths song he said Athethe (Atthe) - I asked him is it K atthe? He says "Alla amma, K atthe alla, U atthe" - even remembering who taught him the song and when...

The biggest challenge for me now - How do I channalise all this memory power and unlimited energy? Im tired by the end of the day and he still has unlimited reserves... Whew! This parenting!

Monday, January 23, 2012

Taking a short Break...

Yippeee!! Im going away this weekend with my school friends! :-D to Coorg! All bookin done and we leave early thursday morning and be back on saturday night - and I CANT wait until thursday! :-D

And talking of blogging - Im thinking of taking a break here too for some time...Yeah, I know, for someone ho hardly blogs like once or twice a week this sounds ridiculous - did to me too... but then I saw RM's mail and Seema's mail (Thank You, ladies) and I was overwhelmed that they thought about me when they didnt see my comments.

I think thats another think with blogging - one doesnt really need to write everyday - as long as your friends know that you are around which you do by leaving your comment on their posts thats enough. But off-late there are so many things happening and at such a fast pace-life is throwing me things from all directions and right now Im a little high-strung and short of time. And let me admit-blogging is an addiction-Though Im not posting, Im definitely spending a lot of time blog hopping and commenting which I must ashamedly admit has affected my work. I need to catch up! So Take Care Ye' All... I'm still around but I might not be a frequent visitor on a daily basis and will catch up over the weekends (Hopefully, if Chutku lets me). This space matters to me and I dont want to just do it for the heck of it rather than enjoying it...

This break is just for a short time - A month max? Please, Pretty Please will you all still hang around here and not leave me? *Sob sob* 

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Versatile blogger - huh?!

Woohoo! My first ever blogging award for popularity! I mean - I had seen this being passed around a long time back among bloggers that I read and admired but for this to come to me - Wow! Thanks Deeps And Im really sorry that I took this long to publish this here. 7 random things about me is so hard to write! I remember another tab that had gone around like this about quirks that I thought I will just post that link here but I knew Deepsi would just come behind me with a big fat stick - so here it goes again...

The Rules for the Versatile Blogger Award says:
Nominate 15 fellow Bloggers -
Inform the Bloggers of their nomination
Share 7 Random things about yourself -
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- Something on physical appearance - I have a big mole on my face which generally fascinates kids and babies - except my own. (Of course sometimes the adults too comment but the social conditioning stops people from saying anything most times). I  wear spectacles and lens make me extremely uncomfortable and to add to it - hubby likes me with my specs on! Though I do like wearing make-up and admiring people who wear makeup and matching jewelery, I just dont have the patience for it. So I dont even buy them-just look at them and ogle at the counters in big shops and come home. And Im not even confident that I can carry off a made-up look. I end up eating even that bit of lipstick during the car ride even before we reach any function. So, its really not worth the effort...

- I am a extremely lazy and a big procrastinator - I keep postponing things until the time when there is a fire underneath to get things done.

- I love home deocr stuff and can spend hours lurking at these design/decor websites and keep thinking I should do them-but from point 2 - it never gets done...

- I love a good arguement but I hate confrontations. I can argue on something I believe strongly for hours but The minute I need to argue to 'fight' - I just give up-even if I know Im right especially in the workplace. Im sure if hubby is reading this he would be smirking coz Im completely the opposite at home!

- Though not exactly a cleanliness freak, I try to keep the house atleast clean enough for first glance - just incase someone drops in! - some kind of a fetish that even at 10-11pm I would be sorting out clothes sometimes...

- Im quite a scaredy cat - I can never sit on a roller coaster or watch a horror movie. I couldnt sleep for almost a week after I watched RGV's Bhooth and hubby still laughs at me for it :-(

- I love travelling and seeing new places.  Thankfully, its a passion I share with the husband and before chutku we did do quite a bit of travelling. I think its time to resume that again... Infact 8 months in the US and we were hardly home over the weekends. We were called the 'tourist aunty/uncle' by some friends...

And here's the previous one for quirkiness:

Thankfully I will absolve myself of tagging anyone - oh no wait! Hmmm... Let me tag Sanju, the one who introduced me to blogging and I know lurks at most blogs :-D without commenting to take this one up...*evil grin* everybody else I read have already been tagged and have also completed the tag- yeah yeah.. I know I AM the procastinator...

Friday, January 6, 2012

Friday Fun - Toddler Updates

Ever since the Little monster has turned 2, the mostrocity has only increased double fold. Its becoming highly unpredictable to tell what he's going to do next. Ofcourse, his vocabulary is growing by leaps and bounds and everyday he forms a new perfect sentence we stop and ask him to repeat it just to reveal in his thothla language :-)

Some of his latest antics:
He loves his bath time (most days) and runs naked into the bathrooms in the mornings. Its mostly his dad who gives him the bath and more often than not you can hear his demands for 'thale naana' - head bath.His concept - pour ANYTHING on the head and it becomes a thale naana! So the other day, my poor unsuspecting Dad was sitting down on the floor and watching TV while this fellow went to him with a huge basket full of toys. The next thing we know-he has poured the entire contents of the lego blocks, small cars,random toys all on my father's head and my Dad is sitting stunned still not understanding what happened! Then he says - "Thaatha, thale naana!"....

He now listens verrry carefully to what we talk and the result is this:
He calls my Dad: "Riiiiii" like how my mom calls and if he doesnt find him anywhere he goes to my mom and asks "Arii yelli?" If he is asking any body else its Thatha but when its my mom it becomes "Ari"!!

FIL: "Raamiiiiii" like how my MIL calls him! These days even when he wants to call him - he calls him by name and I HAVE to keep correcting until he goes back to calling either of the Grand fathers as Thatha!
Context: He loves to wipe any surface with any cloth he can get - appa's baniyan,amma's dupatta, thatha's kerchief even ammamma's saree!

Yesterday evening we reached home a little early and I just sat down to read something while this fellow played. He came behind me and began to wipe my back with my Dad's kerchief. The next thing I know,I find something cold running down my back and I screamed and jumped and realised that this fellow was pouring his 'sippy nee' down my back. And when I screeched - he calmly put the bottle down, took the kerchief from the floor and began to wipe my back. All this while, my Dad just sat there and was laughing loudly! He apparently saw what this fellow was doing - even opened the sippy cap for him and wanted to see to what extent this fellow would go!! Trust the thatha to be hand-in-hand with the mischief! And then DAd gives me an explanation - he was not satisfied with just wiping without water - so he poured the water on your back!! W.T.H!!!!

Finally, his Dad still has the split on his finger and he keeps asking everyday "Appa,abbu?" when he says yes, he comes back to me and shows his thumb and says "Amma, nannuuu abbu amma, kissie koDu"  Is this called Sympathy Pain? Whatever!

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Simple Everyday Things...

That can make you happy:

Making sure that I work-out every morning for atleast half hour and the machine at the end of it shows a burn of 250Calories...

The small bit of effort in 'dressing up' to work doesnt go un-noticed! Everyone commenting on how good I drape the saree or how good the new dress looks on me. A pair of lens in place of thick specs, a matching bindi, eye liner, changed ear rings (I wear the one pair regularly and its kind of grown into my skin these days) and an added bracelet...

At the daycare: Ensuring the little one always has a spare set of clothes including the wipe cloths and bibs, matching coat and topi with the shirt and pant - an hour's effort put over the weekend. And making sure he has different brkfast,different vegetable and a different snack everyday for dabba - all makes for a 'Good Mommy' tag! Ofcourse that makes me happy for the lack of sleep on sunday afternoon while I set his clothes for the week or the 15mins of less sleep time to pack everything...

Finally, some long forgotten messages from the hubby  :-D
07/03/2008 at 7:19am that says: "Theres a nip in the air.Better take your coat".
09/09/2008: "I lost to you eons ago" (obviously must have been some argument!)
23/12/2008: "Cool.Am near Swagruha Hotel.Still a long way to California" (I remember this-I had msgd him that I was listening to Hotel Califonia on the ipod)
26/03/2009: "I cancelled the sat practice.All the things I do for you grrr"
12/05/2009:"Listen to Radio city, am selected to go to SA, might be on air in 10mins" (This was his dream-got selected to watch the IPL 20-20 finals in SA because he answered all the questions right!)
08/06/2010: "Very hungry.Whats thr at home." (Typical him - always hungry for junk food)
06/12/2010: "Hurray! The Gods have opened their eyes.Ur bill is less than mine" (On my mobile bill)
22/12/2010: "Did you see me.Smart man too" (When I msgd him that I saw some smart guy in the office canteen)
03/06/2011: "Just realised tht without u im not even half the person i am.Am in a meeting now." (huh?)
15/09/2011: "Am getting into a call now.Will speak to you later. U r doing a great job. Just hang in thr" (when I was stressed in the previous project and was contemplating quitting).

Monday, January 2, 2012

New Year and all that Jazz...

'Ello! Wishing my few readers a very happy new year...

A quick recap the last year and what we did over the weekend and what I look forward to in the coming year...

I dont remember half that things that happened last year! It went by in a flash... A couple of things to note was the sad demise of Hubby's uncle - which made me reflect on where I will be at 70... a trip to ChikkamagaLur/Hebbur and another heritage trip later in the year with cousins... Personally the biggest change for me has been the career shift. Having said that on ther personal front - blogging opened up new friendships - so what if they are virtual (ofcourse increasing readership egging me on to post more often!) - an exposure to a lot of things that otherwise I would be unaware of. Making me more conscientous and more aware of what is happening around me.

Here's what we did over the weekend...

Impulsively took friday off to spend the day with brother and SIL.Despite the cyclone Thane creating really cold winds and drizzle through the day, we went shopping and lunching with them. Bro wanted to buy this multigym (has a cross trainer,cycle,step up and a circular base that rotates-meant to work out the sides)  which we thought we will take a look at too and then eventually he dropped out (some shipping issues) and we bought it! :-O Horror of horrors - suddenly, now the whole family - hubby,bro and SIL, parents and in-laws have all begun to notice the tummy that I kept cunningly hidden (or so i thought!) and insisted that I begin working out...We then had lunch at Rajdhani in Mantri Mall (Yummm food) and while I ran around trying to find a thin black belt for a top, bro was busy buying toys for the little fellow. Came home by 5 and hubby rushed to work (duh!),bro and SIL left to the airport and we just we ate and slept by 9...

Saturday morning was lazy and relaxed. I didnt want to keep any of hte weekly chores for the 1st (Im very crazy like that-1st day of the year and all) so finished all the cleaning,clothes cleaning by afternoon and happily read my book while hubby and Chutku slept. Evening I fed dinner to Chutku, dressed him up in smart new clothes and we started to Hubby's uncle's house for the new year family party. Last year was at our house and though it was a lot of fun it was also a lot of running around which I happily didnt have to do this year :-) On the way the little fellow puked ALL his food ALL over himself and half on the Dad and the car seat. So, right there in the middle of the road, we had to stop,clean put some old clothes on him (Duh! I didnt think of this, so just carried his regular office bag which has some old clothes a spare for the day care) and we were the last ones to reach the party. Hubby and I - though we did argue at that time decided not to get our mood spoilt and so just took the situation as it came. Once there, we had a blast! The usual games of Antakshari and dumb charades and then cutting the new year cake,yummy dinner and then finally playing Housie where eventually I won both the middle column and the full house!! :-D Yippee! To win something first thing in the new year! Got back home only by 2pm after dropping the in-laws home. Oh! And how can I forget - Chutku filled up his empty stomach by eating only and only potato chips!! Just let him be not wanting to create a scene there... but was still disappointed...

Sunday - Chutku woke up at 6.45, had milk and went back to sleep and spoilt mine.So, I got up too and with new year resolution and all - did 20mins on that new gym machine and then while the Rava Idly cooked-switched on the radio for lovely songs and read my book for 20mins (PEACE!) and waited for the father-son to get up. Took the in-laws out to lunch and another Mall roaming - this time Meenakshi Mall  came home and put Chutku to sleep for over an hour! He insisted that he wanted to sleep only on my lap and I sat there like that and read my novel :-D. By 9 I was completely out, had dinner and hit the bed - dont have a clue when the little fellow slept either! The last thing I know, he wasx asking his Dad - "Wath eech thich" pointing to the Dad's nose,eyes etc;

At work today and enjoying it - and thats the main thing I want to concentrate on this year - Learning the new things for the new shift in career, trying to find that work-life balance that seems so elusive, and trying to get a little more healthy in terms of stamina. Mom says being tired makes me more cranky - yes ME more cranky and apparently I need to beat that tired-ness by eating better,excercising and increaing my stamina levels to keep me going...So there - Not sure how much of the targets I can achieve - not that I even set a target - just trying to better myself over-all..but its still there - that dreaded word of Resolution!

Have a Blast 2012 - Ye'All...