Here I stopped by, to reflect my yesterdays, being an observer of my own life...Past is like a dream...past incidents:favourable and adverse, experiences:ecstacy and misery, feelings:pleasure and pain, are all dissolved, incorrigible and cease to exist now.Present is all about awakening from the dream, being in the current moment fully awake and preparing for a future of our dreams!!

Success is an on going process. After one success there is another greater challenge waiting to be overcome...there is no time to rest on our laurels, life is a continuous strive to meet expectations, both ours and of the world-----Bindu----- More of it at http://portraitsofyesterday.blogspot.sg/p/as-i-see-it.html

Here I stopped by, to reflect my yesterdays, being an observer of my own life...Past is like a dream...past incidents:favourable and adverse, experiences:ecstacy and misery, feelings:pleasure and pain, are all dissolved, incorrigible and cease to exist now.Present is all about awakening from the dream, being in the current moment fully awake and preparing for a future of our dreams!!

Yesterday's portraits of my ardent journey through the miracle called life!!

Here I stopped by, to reflect my yesterdays, being an observer of my own life...Past is like a dream...past incidents:favourable and adverse, experiences:ecstacy and misery, feelings:pleasure and pain, are all dissolved, incorrigible and cease to exist now.Present is all about awakening from the dream, being in the current moment fully awake and preparing for a future of our dreams!!

Sunday, 26 September 2010

Mid-Autumn festival in Singapore






The mid-autumn festival is here and we can see moon cakes everywhere in Singapore. Thanks to all the wonderful colleagues for those delicious moon cakes. Chinatown as usual is buzzing with locals and tourists and we had an unplanned quick visit last weekend, to see the lanterns, the shops, the tourists and the shopkeepers trying to coax tourists into their shops. Walking along the footpath I felt an air of merriment and relaxation.Tourists as well as locals were trying to pose in front of the lantern backdrop. Far away from home we do miss all the local festivals but occasions like this do bring back a little cheer except that a great deal of smile and casual, friendly chit chats are missing here ...

Sunday, 19 September 2010

Achu with the lamp


'Achu with the lamp' painted by Sajeev

Wednesday, 8 September 2010

Singapore's first 'snake boat' race


When I witnessed Singapore's first 'snake boat' race
This was conducted at Chinese Garden in association with Onam festival. The boats were nowhere near the authentic snake boats (chundan vallam) from Kerala. In God's own country, this is a sport which exhibits great degree of team spirit and held in connection with Onam. For enthusiastic expat malayalis of Singapore this was an attempt to clone the celebrations and enjoy it with the spirit we do back at home. It was first of its kind in Singapore and I hope that it will improve with time...

Tuesday, 31 August 2010

Five Hundred Miles


Achu playing Five Hundred Miles!!


The pallavi of the hindi song  "Jab Koi Baat Bigad Jaaye" sounds so much like this!!

Beautiful music and lyrics...
Jab koi baat bigad jaaye jab koi mushkil pad jaaye
Tum dena saath mera o humnawaaz...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ue33F72PuTo

Sunday, 15 August 2010

My favourite shopping spots in Singapore!!

Art.friend at Bras Basah Complex
Spotlight at Plaza Singapura

Thursday, 12 August 2010

The paradise of flamboyant birds at Jurong Bird Park!!

If you ask me to choose between Jurong Bird Park and the Singapore Zoo(the best visit ever to the zoo was two years back when it was drizzling and we roamed around in our raincoats!! how wonderful is to feel the rain without getting wet), I would definitely go for the bird park. Birds are so vibrant and flamboyant. Aren't they as colourful as flowers??? Why are animals not made so??? The higher forms of life might have evolved to look beyond the colours or that which entice the eye. There could be some science behind it. My love for bird park could be because it is the first place Sajeev took me to visit in Singapore. I still remember fighting with him for taking more pictures of birds than mine with his SLR :-) It was long eight years ago and now I have learned to admire and love photography and to tune my eyes to see hidden portraits in nature...
 from a recent visit
*********************Solitude**********************
                                    
****************Just you and me!!***************




"Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction."--Antoine de Saint-Exupery


"Do what you will, always walk where you like, your steps, do as you please I'll back you up." -Dave Matthews Band

"I will follow you to the ends of the world." — Khaled Hosseini

Wednesday, 4 August 2010

Oh my darling Clementine-by Aish!!

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Sunday, 25 July 2010

NDP rehearsal on 24 July 2010

Kannan is the first to wake up on weekends. It was not different yesterday morning as well. Both Sajeev and I rushed to catch the 11 0' clock show of 'Inception' at Causeway Point in Woodlands. After two and a half hours of watching rapid thrilling moments of dream invasion my mind was in a maze (mess???). Entering the spiral/circular stairs from the carpark of Marina Square, rushing to watch NDP rehearsal, I felt like being in a 'paradox'. Which layer of dream was I in?? I wished that my time was compounded by being in the deepest possible layer (According to Hindu Mythology one day of Brahma equals 4320 million human years!!! time compounding???). Well, I didn't have a totem to check out which layer I was in.

Inception is a brilliant movie among the ones I watched recently and it manipulates an interesting topic which was given different dimensions by ancient Indian writers calling what we see and experience as 'maya' (that which is not real) as well as the scientists, psychiatrists and philosophers of modern era. The blue eyes of the romantic hero of 'Titanic' has done a good job in expressing the myriads of internal struggle he is going through wandering into the forbidden territories of another mind. Insanity might be such a delirious illusioned state where one might be in a totally different world of thoughts, which for them is the sole reality. I was awakened from my thoughts when Achu pulled my hand pointing to the sky and shouting "Amma, look there!!". Two  F16 Falcon fighter jets of Singapore Armed forces were coming from two opposite directions, intersected at an imaginary point in the sky in the difference of few milliseconds and left, leaving the spectators in awe and excitement. Its a common display of Air shows but watching this live brings the same excitement I had while watching it for the very first time, years ago. By the time it disappeared into the sky, another jet made its way and sore high vertically up. I was thinking about the g-force the pilot must be experiencing. Sajeev was explaining about what his friend who used to be an f16 pilot explained to him about the experience of such displays in the sky. By this time the parade had started and we walked to the side of the road to watch the colourful parade. It was to my surprise that I saw representatives of HDB, ERA, Sebmbcorp Marine, Singtel etc. marching. We were waiting to cross the road to reach Esplanade- Theatres on the Bay. One lady carrying a musical instrument (I assume its a cello because it was as tall as she was) was almost at her heights of impatience to cross the road. She was clashing with the security personal telling that she had to reach her work on time. He temporarily quietened her requesting to wait few minutes more, but she was no one to wait, took her instrument and walked along the side of the road ignoring traffic and security was shaking his head. Finally, the parade on one of the two way roads was almost over when an old couple ignored the security and crossed the road. The crowd which patiently waited for so long laughed seeing this. Finally we crossed the road and ran to get a good spot to watch the fire works and Sajeev wanted to experiment different shutter speed, exposure etc. from a good angle with his camera.

The river front of Esplanade is a spectacular place. We always enjoy being there. The skyscrapers of Singapore city silhouetted against the sky. Fullerton seemed like a gem.We got a fine spot facing the Marina Bay Sands. I was imagining it to be a lost boat in a flood landing exactly on top of three tall buildings when the water settled down. But its an architectural marvel. Sajeev was busy adjusting the camera on tripod and Achu was suddenly hungry and was busy with her snacks. Moon was partially hidden by clouds and Achu was trying to 'pick' moon with her index finger and thumb looking through one eye. She was desperately trying to show it to me, but how much ever I looked, her angle was not mine and finally I had to agree that I could 'really' see the moon between her tiny fingers. Though the bay was crowded, there was a tranquility, looking at the waves on the water formed by light breeze. Malay teens were next to us, cracking jokes and one guy was mockingly proposing to the girl saying "let the water be our witness". Bad habit of overhearing ??? nah!!! it happened very near me so no choice.

Suddenly there was a thunderous explosion and two spectacular floral fireworks were displayed against the sky...the crowd marvelled 'wow.....!!'. There was a long gap after that, but I admire the patience of the people of this country. There wasn't even a loud conversation. After a while there was a  booming sound and an explosion, everyone looked behind, yeah it was from the Suntec followed by a few from Maybank. That was expected!! Again right over the waters, a spectacular, colourful, breathtaking display of fire. I stopped taking pictures and enjoyed it with my full attention. Its a joy, its a pleasure to be felt and can never be completely duplicated in words, pictures or videos. Its to be seen by naked eyes, felt by ears, live. The wonderful display carried on for minutes and when it ended there was pin drop silence and then it was broken by a clap, followed by another and then by the excited crowd... We returned, being satisfied and happy about the visual treat. While walking along the waterfront amidst the dispersing crowd I realised, I was not dreaming , there was no inception, it was my reality... a reality where I truly belonged!!!









Marina Bay Sands
the whispering of the waves of the waterfront, silent witness reflecting all that comes over it, reached my ears through the breeze, "the show is over, crowd is gone!!come back again!!"

Friday, 23 July 2010

"A thing of beauty is a joy forever"-Singapore Garden Festival 2010

very cute miniature landscape-loved it
passion
nature's wonderful colour sense!!!
The hat tilted over his face remided me of MJ ;)

Thursday, 8 July 2010

déjà vu...

Yesterday afternoon was quite sunny and pavements were empty as people shun an intense sunny afternoon by all means. I was waiting at the bus stop near the nearby primary school, waiting for bus and observing kids coming out of the school and parents and maids eagerly waiting for the kids. Some were holding their umbrella while some sat on their bicycle. I was about to take my book when a little girl's trembling voice reached my ears, "Aunty, could you please lend me your phone??" She was of Achu's height and could be the same  age or an year older, was wearing school uniform and her hair was plaited on either sides.
I raised my head and looked at her and met her watery eyes. She was trying hard to hide her tears and her fear. I asked her, "what happened? why are you crying?" . She replied "I cannot find my mom, she told she will wait for me." Saying which she was about to move forward. I told her "please don't go, sit here near me,and tell me your mom's number. I will call her for you . whats your name??" . Immediately she told her name and the number and I dialled it but to our disappointment phone was engaged. I could sense her tension increasing. I asked her the block where she was staying and it was a nearby one. She was biting her lips and wiping tears. I dialled the number again and this time the phone started ringing. I put it in speaker mode and let the girl talk to her mom. She was talking loudly and in a half crying tone in Chinese and I couldn't understand a word. When she was done I talked to her mom and asked her where she was. To our great relief she was already on  her way to the school. By this time, I had decided that even if  my bus comes in between I wouldn't take it and let the girl find her mom first. Suddenly the little girl shouted, "that's my mom", took her bag and ran towards a slim lady wearing yellow T-shirt and white shorts, going towards the school. I felt  happy and relieved to see it, at the same time realised that she didn't say a word to me before running...In that excitement no action of courtesy would have seemed more important to the little girl than catching up her mother's attention. I could overhear her mom's loud voice and her replies equally loud...I watched them going together, crossing the signal and when her mom faced me on the other side of the road, the girl was pointing towards me and telling something and her mom waved to me and I waved back...and... we smiled. For a brief moment I felt all the insecurities I had while I was a child waiting for my mom after my school...and once again felt the joy of meeting mom after a long wait...We grow up to be independent but those experiences which we had that really touched our hearts remain in us and at times feel to us like a déjà vu ...

Wednesday, 7 July 2010

Achu's Hula Hoop



After three days of getting her hula hoop Achu surprised us and selected this song to play with :-)

Saturday, 26 June 2010

A weekend getaway to Pulai Springs Resort!!

Every moment in life is spend in cherishing the past or preparing for future. We need time to stop, reflect our life and enjoy the present.We were looking forward for a holiday. Because of Sajeev's EMBA classes and Achu's school we kept it for a delayed gratification. Now that he is graduated we decided to celebrate his achievement and father's day at a quiet destination far from the madding crowd of Singapore.

His convocation ceremony was a wonderful experience. The graduates were all in high spirits and in the graduation gowns they all looked like grown up kids excited about their attire...The speeches were inspiring and thought provoking, especially the one made by the MD of Nestle Singapore, Mr Suresh Narayanan. The best of the best moments was when all the graduates were asked to stand up, turn around and thank their family and friends...It gives an escalated feeling. One that has to be experienced and known...
Back to vacation from convocation...:-) We didn't look for destinations far far away as Kannan is still a baby and Sajeev always wanted to drive to the location. So we decided to look for places quite nearby and site seeing was not in our agenda. Our search ended in the Pulai Springs Resort, Johor Malaysia, quite nearby Singapore. On 19th morning 7:30 we started from Singapore packing all the necessary items; food, clothes, favourite toys, toiletries...and what not???;-) We had printed the routes in addition to setting route in GPS. I do not really trust electronic devices till date as they can go haywire anytime.We cleared the Singapore immigration quickly as it was early morning and we didn't have to wait in long queue. An advantage when driving to Malaysia is that we need not get down at any of the Immigration, just sliding down the window glass is enough. Its after few years that I am visiting Malaysia and from the causeway near Woodlands, Johor just looked like a metro in Kerala. :-) We were driving towards Kota Tinggi and our GPS lead us to E2, getting a sense of wrong direction we decided to ignore GPS. One great fun is to ignore the female voice and move on, and it continues desperately to show us the way :-) There are lot of sign boards and finding way is not a problem at all. Once we had to ask a durian shop owner the way.I had to force Sajeev to ask direction (men are so reluctant to ask direction;-) no offense guys just a fact!!). Kota Tinggi town is a quiet and sleepy town. When travelling from Singapore we feel a sense of vastness,  like a place isolated by people. Its just that the density of population is much less compared to Singapore.

The waterfall resort car park was almost full. We put on slippers and walked towards the falls and the rainforest surrounding it. Coming from the land of the awesome waterfalls at  'Athirappally' (got to see it's exotic virgin beauty recently in the film 'Ravanan' by Maniratnam) and 'Vazhachal' we were not that excited by the small waterfall, but its not the place that matters. Me and Achu climbed down the rather slippery rocks to feel the water and it felt so nice against the feet...so cooling. Right from the origin the water looked so fresh and pristine. Small fishes were happily swimming around and were fearless by the human presence they experience everyday. Sajeev and papa went up the steps parallel to the waterfalls and Sajeev managed to get few snaps of the waterfall from its accessible origin. Kannan was frustrated about standing in the sunlight for long :-) we had no choice but to return. Achu was not that happy as I didn't let her wear the swimsuit and let her go inside the water. There were so many people(locals and tourists coming in groups) and no proper place to keep things safely and I didn't feel like letting her go in. Sorry Achu. Sometimes, amma is like this da...:-)

Aman had prepared Chappathi and karela fry for us. It was so yummy. We finished it off. Aman was of great help and assisted me in packing all the necessary items...We started to the Pulai Springs Resort.In Singapore Sajeev doesn't get to drive above 90km/hr but in Malaysia its a totally different driving experience.We got to see roads with few cars ...unlike in Singapore where we move in walking pace or even slower if caught in usually massive jams over the high ways... Both the sides of the road were lined by palm trees with thick lush green foliage.The way was picturesque and a visual treat... it brought me nostalgic memories of my home town...

(to be continued...)

         One of the highest accessible part of Kota Tinggi waterfall.There are several such small falls and few deep falls.
At the waterfalls
                                                         The Entrance    
                                The Majestic architecture of Pulai Springs Resort

Art in Wood
                                                            Golf Course


http://www.pulaispringsberhad.com.my/psb/pulai_springs_berhad.htm

Friday, 18 June 2010

This too shall pass

Human mind is a complex system of thoughts, thoughts and thoughts. And the  moment something goes wrong it has the overwhelming power of whining over it, hovering over it, refusing to defocus its attention. At that moment we feel as if its the end of the world, insomnia creeps in and the big question 'Why Me??'  wakes up like a monster waking out of its slumber. We don't see the end of the tunnel...we feel that its not going to end...That's the time when we have to tell ourselves again and again-'This too shall pass'...for it will definitely pass. Instead of grinding our teeth against the person or situation causing the misery we can very well concentrate on our recovery. We can engage in things making us happy. Making someone else's life miserable just because they did something to you doesn't make your life any better. Time to focus all the attention to yourself, your health, physical and mental and make your life better. I have met people in despair, and have found that a word or two with compassion and empathy can bring them back to normal. It may not be drastic, overnight, but strong belief that 'This too shall pass' can do magic. I remember a verse from Bhagavat gita at this moment.

uddhared atmanatmanam
natmanam avasadayet
atmaiva hy atmano bandhur
atmaiva ripur atmanah
 
"One must deliver himself with the help of his mind, and not degrade himself. The mind is the friend of the conditioned soul, and his enemy as well.

The power of accepting the situation and moving on is very well illustrated in Mahabharata by the character of Pandavas mother Kunthi devi. This was recited by Swami Utit Chaitanyaji in his recent discourse about Bhagavat Gita in Singapore and I consider myself blessed to listen it from him in person. Mahabharatha by Veda Vyasa is an Indian epic. It depicts the rivalry between Pandu's sons, the Pandavas and Dritharashtra's sons, the Kauravas. Kunthi devi is the mother of Pandavas and Gandhari is the mother of Kauravas. The story leads to the 18 day war called Kurukshethra where Krishna discloses the eternal truth called 'Bhagavat Gita' to Arjuna.The incidents which are of our significance here happens towards the end of the war. Pandavas by the help of Krishna were defeating the opponents one by one and when Gandhari came to know that destiny is not favouring her pedigree she wanted to give a boon to her Son Duryodhana and asked him to come to her and seek blessings. Krishna on knowing this coaxed Duryodhana to go dressed up and while Gandhari was transferring her power acquired over years to her son, it fails to traverse the dress worn by him. Gandhari knows that its done by none other than Krishna. The war proceeds and in the fight between Bhima and Duryodhana, Krishna hints Bhima to hit Duryodhana on his thighs which didnt receive the power from Gandhari even though hitting below the waist is against the law of war with clubs. Bhima does accordingly and kills Duryodhana. On seeing his son's state, standing depressed in the Kurukshethra, unable to accept whatever happend Gandhari curses Krishna with all her might.

On the other hand, Kunthi Devi had to witness her son Arjuna killing her first born Karna, also by the help of Krishna. When Arujuna comes to seek her blessing after the victory, Kunthi devi could neither cry nor smile for one of her son was killed by another son. Herself and Krishna are the ones who knows the truth and when she sees Krishna, she doesn't burst out like Gandhari, instead prayed to Krishna to give more miseries in her life so that she will grow closer and closer to God. In times of rejoice and happiness seldom do we think about God, but when misery strikes, we seek God.

Here Gandhari unable to accept what had happened , burst out and made her life as well other other people's life horrible. The curse did hit the character Krishna badly and resulted in wiping off his entire pedigree from the face of earth. For Kunthi Devi it was her matured and strong mind which accepted the reality and sought the best out of it in the form of blessing...She knew that like waves in the ocean, things come and go in life, but in the end the wastness of ocean remains and when each wave comes, we have to keep reminding ourselves that 'this too shall pass'...for it will definitely pass.


Life goes on and on.... -picture courtesy Sajeev




Beautiful sun rise at Changi Beach - By Sajeev

Thamasoma Jyothirgamaya !!!

Saturday, 12 June 2010

my meal is not worth your life!!!

When I tell someone that I am a vegetarian the first question I get is, "is it by religion???" My answer is "yes and no, yes because I am a Hindu and Hinduism advocates Vegetarianism, no because I am not a Brahmin and no one insists me to remain a vegetarian." In fact, I am a vegetarian by my choice and conviction. I am a converted vegetarian, who enjoyed all kinds of food till I was 18. My parents were vegetarians and when I started realising that cooking non-vegetarian food for us was not really comfortable for them, the first stir of emotion rippled in me. Kind of hesitation like being given food in separate plate and washing with separate sponge, keeping the cooking vessel and plates separately. Being a teenager, this made me to think of being treated differently. Not parents' fault, just my thinking when blood was young and boiling :-). Later during my degree I happened to be a member of nature club and used to write articles and poems for its magazines and came across 'People for Animals' by Maneka Gandhi. After reading so many articles against the cruelty towards animals and how ill treated their souls and bodies are when taken to the butchery made me to think that their lives are of much worth than my meal. I wrote to Maneka and she replied to continue to work in my region and fight against the cruelty towards animals. I was thrilled and excited but couldn't go into much of the social activities in between balancing the academic work. One fine day when I was not feeling well, I felt having non-veg and told my mom. She prepared in her usual tasty manner and I had it mindful , stomach full and soulful and decided that its the last time I am having it. In one day I could conquer my mind, thoughts, body and quit being a non-vegetarian. I started feeling much better, lot of lethargy disappeared, body started feeling light and I knew I liked it.

When I see documentaries on how people are struggling to rescue animals I really feel like laughing. How many chicken might have lost its life just for those people's meal ?? And how can one life be better than another life??Isn't the pain of losing one's life same for all the beings?? And when losing life, wont the animals have adrenaline rush?? Wont the adrenaline remain in its dead body and reach the people while having the food?? I am not trying to say that one is good and one is bad or one gives human longevity and other one doesn't.

Biologically, all that goes into human as dead becomes a part of living body and excretes out of body as a non living and again goes into nature become part of a living creature and when it is killed/dead become part of another one's diet....and this cycle continues. This is the inevitable cycle of nature. We humans have the choice of selecting what should be the source of new cells in our body.

World, I am not arguing over whether vegetarian or non-vegetarian diet is good. Please stop pouncing over me with questions and putting forth your reasons that one is better than the other. Its just a humble being's choice and reasons to remain a vegetarian just because she thinks that her meal is not worth another being's life!!!

Tuesday, 1 June 2010

I can see you!!....

The growing number of children in Singapore wearing spectacles is bothering me and today I asked Achu:

"Ponni, are u able to see everything clearly?? Please let amma know if you cant see anything."


with an innocent face she told, "amma, I can see you clearly, I can see Kannan also, but I cannot see my face myself!! "

Master Bedroom!!

In the hustle and bustle of moving house my sweetie heard the name 'master bedroom' several times, so she was curious to know why it is called master bedroom.


One day she came and asked me:
"amma, why is the corner bedroom out there called master bedroom??"


I was trying to figure out a convincing answer for her when she interrupted me and told "I know why amma, its because the master sleeps there!!"

Monday, 24 May 2010

The uniqueness of human mind and Hinduism!

Today let me write about the uniqueness of human mind. When I thought about it, I found it interesting to connect it with how Hinduism appreciates and celebrate that uniqueness and its delicate nature. Every mind is unique and that in turn result in every human being being different. What human being can perceive in the universe is limited to the physical capacity of his brain and how it control the senses. There is a limit to our audible voice, there is a limit to the spectra of colours which we humans can sense. So there is a limit to what we see, hear and know in this universe. This is different from what animals or other living beings can perceive. So whats real could be much different from what humans see or understand. Yet we boss around telling that we are the masters of the universe.

Our mind tends to believe that hurt, happiness, pleasure etc are bestowed upon us because of other people's actions, which is totally wrong. The story which swami Udit Chaithanya narrated really woke me up. It goes like this. A dog was eating a bone and got hurt in its mouth by its sharp edge. Blood started oozing out and still the dog continued to chew the bone thinking that the blood is really coming out from the bone and enjoyed its own blood. Similar way what we presume as pleasure or pain given by others is just because of our perception and our own body. No body can give anything more than what our mind and body can sense or perceive.

I have heard so many criticisms about Hinduism having so many 'Gods'. But the real Hinduism insists on only 'One God' the almighty which is nothing different from the energy that fills us. The total energy in the universe is a constant and matter and energy are inter convertible and is proved scientifically by Einstein. Matter as we see around us has an origin and end.  So the perishable universe we see around us has a beginning and end.But energy remains the same. This energy Hinduism considers as 'The God'. The ultimate power that has designed the tiny atoms to the cells of our brain which no supercomputer can beat yet.

Sometimes after visiting a shop I come out of it being unable to find things that I like there and tag it as 'not good'. But later I have realised that its just that it doesn't have the collection of my liking which is evolved in me due to the environment in which I am being in and the taste of my parents which later sank in to me and formed as my preference. If a shop owner just collects things of his liking, only those with his taste can buy things from there. So, the vast diversity of likings of human mind is to be taken into account while choosing to serve the public in any kind of business.So as every human mind is different, like every shop owner keeps wide variety of items for different people's liking, Hinduism is offering wide variety of Gods for each person to choose and worship in his nursery stage of understanding the religion. And as he graduates, he has to come out of the form and know and feel the divine energy in its real form. When we worship an idol its not the idol we worship, its the divine master, similar to the fact that we see the person and not the paper or the frame when we see the portrait of a person.


No human mind is same. And we can never know what is really going on in another human mind. Humans does not have the ability to like something which it cannot perceive, either see, hear, touch or smell. So, when the human race was struggling because of desire, lust, want for money, land etc, the spiritual gurus had to device stories to raise it from the puddle and bring it into a higher level. There came the great epics like Mahabharatha and Ramayana. The five pandavas in Mahabharatha are the five senses and the hundred Kauravas are the evils with which our senses has to fight every day. Our mind needs 'bhagavat gita' at times when our mind struggles between its desire to keep or kill the evils. Bhishma is the stubbornness in us which refuses to leave us. Bhishma is dying after being in the bed of arrows for eighteen days. It shows how difficult it is to overcome our stubbornness.

In the nursery stage of knowing my religion I have taken Krishna as my idol as my mother was a devotee of Krishna. As we move on to higher plains of understanding we do not really need an idol to worship. First time when I came across the fact that Krishna is just a brain child of the great guru Veda Vyasa, it hurt me, I cried. But later it increased my desire to learn more about the religion and the real facts about its diversity of Gods.

So, lets celebrate every human mind and its uniqueness, which makes it all the more interesting in this beautiful world which we are given, with the  limitations our senses can perceive, as everything else is not really necessary for us, as our creator knows what is best for His masterpiece!!!


Friday, 21 May 2010

Communication Gap!!

I was feeding Kannan in the bedroom when my sweetie's voice came from the hall,
"amma, whats papa doing??"
I replied, "he is praying Ponni!!"
Again, "amma, whats he doing there??" (the stress is on word 'there')
I said, "he is praying there da"
Again, "amma, can you tell me whats he doing ??" (stress is on 'tell')
I said, "I have already told that he is praying" (tone is changing)
Again, "amma, are u sure he is praying??" (stress is on 'are u sure')
I said,"I have told enough number of times that he is praying, whats your problem??" (already smoke is coming out..)
Again,"amma,whats he really doing??"(stress is on 'really')
I said,"just wait there, I am coming out, u will get nicely from me"
I ran out like a fierce dragon when she said "amma, why is he praying inside the bathroom!!??"


PS: all the time she knew that he was in bathroom and I was thinking he is in his room....

The Magic of Amar chithra katha!!!

I was searching Amar chithra katha for Achu for so long and got the feeling that I have found what I wanted when I came across 'Tinkle Digest' which my brother-in-law was reading. From there I got the reference to the website from where we can buy Amar chithra katha online:  http://www.amarchitrakatha.com. Ever since I came across Tinkle Digest, on every trip to India, we collect as many of it as possible. 

Stories and music are food to the soul. At least I can remember my thirst for stories in my childhood days. Mom used to say that when she ran out of stories and made-up stories she started buying books and reading it for me... I would pester her and whoever I found could narrate stories well,  for more and more and when I grew big and could read myself, the magical world of children's comics unveiled a whole new world in front of me. The first line of the first chithra katha I read is still in my mind ...It had the picture of a rabbit getting the aroma of food and saying 'haai nalla neyyappathinte manam'... I would have been five years then. Also a vague picture of a boy holding a lollipop in his hand which was part of an English story which my mom narrated to me is still lingering in mind. The rabbits, cats, elephants, tigers, foxes, crows, flowers, trees, forests, springs, mountains, sun , moon etc were in neat cute sketches and were able to talk human language. Me and my cousin would fight for reading the comics first. Until I finish reading cover to cover, there is no peace of mind and once we know it has arrived,  until it reaches my hand I used to feel uneasy....The ones I remember passionately is the Mahabharatha Amar chithra katha. There is no other appropriate way to explain the wonderful and the best epic ever, from the greatest guru Veda Vyasa, to our future generation than getting children to taste the magical and powerful world of reading amar chithra katha. The beautiful narration and the artistic illustration gets our imagination to fly... If u ask me the history lessons which I learned in school, I wouldn't be remembering it. We shouldn't forget history but its one of the boring subjects I have ever learned. Sorry if it hurts history enthusiasts...  that's a fact.  But if you ask any stories from the great epic, I can tell it with zeal and pleasure....So, long live Amar chithra katha....:-)

Sunday, 16 May 2010

Old Town, New Address...

Bible says: " See the birds of the sky, that they don't sow, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns......". But they sure do make nests, so do us humans and passionately call it our home, gathering each twig with so much care and love, keeping the comfort and happiness of our baby birds in mind...Recently we changed our nest, to a more 'comfy cosy' one (borrowing Achu's vocabulary). We brought along sovereigns from all our previous nests which delicately links our memories to the paths we have travelled. Unfolding each piece of cloth, turning each page of books all brought lot of memories some of which were forgotten but always lay hidden like fire in ash. I had to be merciless in throwing certain things to which I was emotionally attached, things which have turned useless over time. That's the cruelty of time, those which were nurtured and cherished preciously turns useless over time. After all, man could never make anything non-perishable, not even feelings.

When the dawn broke in Singapore on May 8th we were prayerfully starting a new life in our new home. The pooja was conducted by the honourable priest from Sengkang temple. My journey in Singapore started from Lakeside, one of the western most part of Singapore. Maash, that's how I call Sajeev because all his friends call him so, had given me a clear picture of Singapore in the six months of our acquaintance before marriage. The moment I landed here I could breath a clean air, see clean people and clean roads, everything was neat and clean. Flat-life was not new to me as I had lived a couple of years in Kuwait while I was doing my eleventh and twelfth. Those were wonderful days, the memories of which I hold dearly to my heart. The abode Maash rented to start our new life was a new and awesome five room apartment, the details of which he kept as a secret. It was right in front of the main gate of Chinese garden. My first reaction was, oh my god,its so big, how am I going to maintain it, to which Maash just gave a smile.Our evening walks through the beautiful avenue of Tah Ching Road  and the banks of reservoir are unforgettable. We used to dream and make plans for future. I did my masters degree while staying there and it was very convenient for me as NTU was quite nearby. From that beautiful house we had to move to a house in Clementi, where I could see the hustle and bustle of a city life. I was carrying Aishwarya and came to India for delivery and started working in Motorola upon return when she was six months old, while we were staying there. From there to a JTC apartment in Khatib as I joined Motorola.Thanks to Maash as he always put my convenience before his. From Khatib to Sengkang,our present town.

We are still in the old town, but just changed address. We fell in love with the place the first time we visited here. Its one of the newly developed areas of Singapore, it has lot of empty spaces where families and enthusiasts come and fly kites on evenings and weekends, the houses here are well designed, got a sports complex, well known schools, a fruit park and a river very nearby (evening walks over the bridge, feeling the gentle breeze, is something we love to do as a family). After three years of stay we decided to look for more space for our baby birds to run around, fly around, hop around,crawl around and what not. The moment we saw this Executive apartment , we decided that its ours. We didn't bargain much about the price.Maash never bargains over things he like, a quality I really like in him. It has open space in front, it is facing North, got a couple of tall acacia in front of the house which reminds me of the cypress tree in the courtyard of my mother's house, its in the path of wind and can enjoy cool breeze all the time, and most importantly its a plain house and can view the horizon from the house. We like to craft our house from scratch ourselves. Mash spent hours designing it using google sketchup, each and every room and each and every angle, while I was giving my ideas on how things should be. We form a good team and this time around the designing was easier as it is the second time we are doing so. Once designing was over, we went around looking for contractors. The big names quoted higher prices, so we went for independent contractors and we got one which fitted our budget and personality.

We were on a tight schedule. The contractor was given only three weeks to complete it, which was really a Herculean task for him and they worked overnight to complete our work, hats off to their hard and excellent work. And thanks to my dear papa who was there to see through all the activities. He was of great help mentally as well.He is a great strength and moral support to us, his daughters.I am lucky and proud of being his daughter. Maash had his project submission and presentation. He had to spent nights working over it after office hours in between all these. Hard work never goes wasted. We felt like being tested in all the ways possible.Our new helper, Aman,was also of great help in the process of packing and unpacking. And in between Kannan started rolling over and my sweet naughty fell down from bed taking my breath away.We managed it all, together as a team and we are proud and happy that we did it all not by our merit but by God's grace....:)

Thought for the Day

Why are treasures guarded by demons and not angels ???

Sunday, 21 February 2010

Gravity!!

20 Feb 2010
Ever since I introduced solar system to Aishwarya, she is much interested in everything related to it. Recently I got a book named 'The Universe' from a book fair.It has lots of colourful images. Now, whenever not watching TV or not having food, she takes the book and starts asking questions.Once when she came across the word gravity, her curiosity increased and started asking questions. I told her the story of Sir Issac Newton sitting under an apple tree during which I asked her, 'do you know why apple comes down to the ground instead of flying?' Answer came immediately: 'because it doesn't have wings'!!!. I was expecting a different answer, so I asked again 'whats that?' she told 'amma, because apple does not have wings'!!!

Saturday, 13 February 2010

Fine!!

20 Feb 2010
Me and my girl like shopping together as we are interested in almost everything in the shops except that she has got a special eye for things in pink. Recently, after one of our shopping spree, we decided to have tea and snacks at Komalas. She ordered her favourite ice lemon tea without ice and I had masala tea and vada. The boy served ice lemon tea with ice and when I pointed it, he just removed the ice !!! I told that the intention was not to have it cold, he told the tea itself comes like that and he can do nothing about it!!! where should I complaint about this??? So, even though she had slight cough she was adamant in drinking the cold 'ice' lemon tea. She was taking her time enjoying it and meanwhile I was done with my drink and snack. I told her 'baby, lets make a move'. She was only half done with her drink and wanted to bring to mrt and have it. I told , 'listen ponni, we cant take drinks inside mrt and we will have to pay fine if the authorities find us having drink inside it'. 'Fine' was a new word for her and as usual she asked 'amma, what is fine?' . I told her that its something which we have to pay in the form of money as a punishment for not obeying the law. She asked 'amma, how much is the fine?' . As I didn't know the exact amount, I gave a rough estimate 'it could be around a 100 bucks' ....immediately she asked me 'amma, do you have a 100 dollars with you?'

Friday, 1 January 2010

Adieu 2009!!

1 Jan 2010
Adieu 2009!! A year woven by the warp and weft ; joy and sorrow, interlaced with each other to form an unforgettable chapter in my life. It started on a sad note, though progressed to have a happy ending. Grown an year older mentally and physically, realising my time here is getting reduced by an year and at the moment I am still trying to figure out the real purpose of my life...Is it just to live or survive and be in the pedigree of future generations? I feel it should be greater than that...


January started with the tiredness of a beautiful vacation in India.In Feb we had a good news, our second bundle of joy was forming inside me. March came as a black spot, stealing my mother from me. She passed away on the day of her wedding anniversary, a tragic coincidence. April to July was not dramatic and went on with pregnancy related physical, emotional and hormonal changes leaving me a bit cranky at times. Thanks to Sajeev for bearing it all the time. In August my girl turned 5. September kept me on bed rest for few days and on first October we took the oath as Singaporeans. 2nd October, our boy came a month early, which made us to ascertain that man proposes but God disposes everything in our life. In November we bought our new house and in December we sold our existing one and all the while our lives revolved around our new family member. My father-in-law and mother-in-law were here to support us ever since our boy came. I would rather erase the in-law part from them as they are more to me than the traditional,universal meaning of that. Thanks to them, I am really lucky to have them as part of my life. I wish 2010 comes with more golden threads of joy to the whole world and weave our dreams to exciting reality.

So, adieu 2009, u made me cry and made me smile. I move on remembering the smiles and burying the sorrows behind me....

Sunday, 13 December 2009

Our second bundle of joy!!

12 December 2010
After a long time, I am logging in to write. Our second bundle of joy, Ashwin came on 2nd October sharing birthday with one of the great souls who ever lived on this earth, Mahatma Gandhi. Though not planned, Aishwarya was born on Indian Independence day and Ashwin on Gandhi Jayanthi. A mere joyful coincidence. Aishwarya suddenly started to appear to us like she has grown up, physically and mentally. Need to add that a bit naughtier too. She is not satisfied with one little brother and needs a little sister too to share her pink toys. And she believes that there is another little one growing in me.For me, I have become busier than ever. This pregnancy was a cake walk, except some hitches in the last minute and he came a bit earlier than the predicted date.