Solved 3D puzzle!!
The foundation
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!!
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!!
Wednesday, 23 March 2011
Wednesday, 23 February 2011
Thursday, 3 February 2011
Sunday, 9 January 2011
Beijing
Light moments I carried with me from Beijing
While returning from a good dinner with my danish colleague he happened to show me few secured bottles containing big crickets. With sign language I asked the person sitting next to it whether they are used as food. He told us that its kept there for listening to its "music".On our way to Olympic park I was explaining this to DHY. After few repeated explanations she told with a serious face: "You should complain to the boss. Should ask for another one!!" . From my explanations she happened to pick up restaurant, bottle and cricket and thought that I found a cricket in my food :D
Sunday, 2 January 2011
Beijing-January 2011
The thought of travelling to Beijing alone was indeed a nightmare. Unknown land, people and language. But, having been in Singapore for years, I expected no culture shocks other than the language.Right from the comfort given by the familiarity of Changi Airport and meeting dear friend DHY in Beijing, till reaching Singapore back, Beijing is a good memory.Thanks to my good friends who have helped to write essential dialogues in Chinese...
As she drove out of the Airport car park, DHY was telling that Beijing hasn't seen rain for past few weeks. I could see bare trees silhouetting against grey sky. Winter is colourless. There were lonely nests on tall trees, abandoned by birds.Sun was hesitant to shine through as if lazy to wake up from an afternoon nap. Reaching Chongwenmen, DHY got confused about the hotel location and it was a painful realisation that even though you know Chinese, its difficult to get around and locate places by asking people.
She offered to take me around Beijing and Monday being a public holiday, we started to the Forbidden city by subway. I could feel the vastness and the past glory of it from the first glance. Its not a city in ruins hailing an era of lost power, instead, it stands head high having hosted the mighty emperors of China. Humbled by the vastness of the great minds with great visions for their nation, we moved on.
By paying a fees anyone can go around the palace which once upon a time was guarded by knights and the smooth pavements which could only be used by the emperor is swarmed by laymen. That's a paradigm shift and proof that time is a silent witness without sentiments or partiality. Its a proof of the cultural heritage China takes pride in. We moved around taking photographs and buying souvenirs. The freezing cold weather was relieved by the golden rays of the Sun. The imperial garden was my favourite. It was designed of trees surviving different weathers and looked beautiful even in Winter. After having the delicious WeiDuoMei wife cakes which DHY carried with her and a chocolate drink at a shop inside the palace we returned back to the main gate, getting lost in between and exploring the ways with the help of a map we bought at the entrance.
We went to Tienanmen Square and then to Qianmen Street. Walking along the street in that cold weather where everything is unknown and everyone is a stranger is a good experience...We went home tired and on Thursday we visited Olympics park... Bird's nest and Water Cube were illuminated by yellow and blue lights...2008 Olympics has given a new life to Beijing, one that is contemporary and rich. An old woman came a long way behind us requesting us to buy an Olympics souvenir...As her words faded away, cold chilling wind froze my mind and body...
As she drove out of the Airport car park, DHY was telling that Beijing hasn't seen rain for past few weeks. I could see bare trees silhouetting against grey sky. Winter is colourless. There were lonely nests on tall trees, abandoned by birds.Sun was hesitant to shine through as if lazy to wake up from an afternoon nap. Reaching Chongwenmen, DHY got confused about the hotel location and it was a painful realisation that even though you know Chinese, its difficult to get around and locate places by asking people. 
She offered to take me around Beijing and Monday being a public holiday, we started to the Forbidden city by subway. I could feel the vastness and the past glory of it from the first glance. Its not a city in ruins hailing an era of lost power, instead, it stands head high having hosted the mighty emperors of China. Humbled by the vastness of the great minds with great visions for their nation, we moved on. 
By paying a fees anyone can go around the palace which once upon a time was guarded by knights and the smooth pavements which could only be used by the emperor is swarmed by laymen. That's a paradigm shift and proof that time is a silent witness without sentiments or partiality. Its a proof of the cultural heritage China takes pride in. We moved around taking photographs and buying souvenirs. The freezing cold weather was relieved by the golden rays of the Sun. The imperial garden was my favourite. It was designed of trees surviving different weathers and looked beautiful even in Winter. After having the delicious WeiDuoMei wife cakes which DHY carried with her and a chocolate drink at a shop inside the palace we returned back to the main gate, getting lost in between and exploring the ways with the help of a map we bought at the entrance. 
We went to Tienanmen Square and then to Qianmen Street. Walking along the street in that cold weather where everything is unknown and everyone is a stranger is a good experience...We went home tired and on Thursday we visited Olympics park... Bird's nest and Water Cube were illuminated by yellow and blue lights...2008 Olympics has given a new life to Beijing, one that is contemporary and rich. An old woman came a long way behind us requesting us to buy an Olympics souvenir...As her words faded away, cold chilling wind froze my mind and body...
Sunday, 26 December 2010
Wednesday, 15 December 2010
You'll Never Dance Alone(YNDA) concert 2010
Watching kids in their own world is great fun in itself. We travel backwards in time and relate to our own experiences. Waiting in the dressing room 'patiently', waiting for our turn to put on makeup (mostly teachers to apply it on us), last minute touch ups, rehearsals etc are great fun at a first glance, but back then, new costumes induced itchiness and if its not really fitting, it gave an uncomfortable feeling.Lipstick made us smile artificially and I was never happy seeing myself in the mirror after a heavy make-up. On top of that, eating food and drinking water were Herculean tasks.Heart beating fast or skipping a beat as the items were called one by one are unforgettable.But, today's kids are more relaxed.Each one's personality shines through even at this young age. On the rehearsal day and the actual day of 'You'll Never Dance Alone' (YNDA) concert Aishwarya and her fellow dance-mates were having fun all along. Mommys had to reapply makeup few times to show the cute blushes standing out and reaching the audience's eyes as every few hours the blushes disappeared mysteriously ;-) Their hairs were sprayed with glitters and all were looking super cute in tee and jeans.
Something that hasn't changed over the years is the picture of caring parents patiently waiting in the dressing room, helping with make-up and feeding kids. I still remember the parents of my primary school best-friend Jomol's parents (I remember the father's face) feeding us and being with us all along the show. They used to sit in the rehearsal room and now I wonder how many times they would have really missed the show...I could meet similar parents here as well...my heartfelt thanks to them, because of the thought that our kids are in safe hands, we could sit and watch the show peacefully.
Sitting in the dressing room, I was secretly learning new games and a new version of ABCD song :D,
"ABCDEFG, HIJKLMNOP, QRS, TUV, WX, Y and Zee,
Now I know my ABC, next time wont you learn from me..."
Sunday, 21 November 2010
Christmas thoughts!!
Back at home, Christmas arrived with foggy winter mornings, aroma of fruit cakes, fragrance of dewy pink roses, merriment of holidays after exams, Christmas carols at night, glittery paper-stars decorating the entrance of every home, seasonal bazaars selling new year and Christmas greeting cards and sparklers.Of all these,journey through the rugged mountain terrains of Kerala with hair pin roads and the vacation spent in the eastern highlands used to be the most exciting part. The roads were carved along the mountains and all along one side were high mountains while the other were deep valleys. Peeping through the window one could see the hair pin curves down the mountain looking like threads folded and vehicles appeared to be slow moving tiny insects balancing on those. Huge water falls appeared like tiny springs and the tea plantations blanketing the mountains added to the rich and lush green beauty of the highlands. I have the feeling of inertia while travelling, I wish every journey is endless and as a child I had distinct signs along the way indicating nearness to the destination and that always gave me a melancholy feeling.
All along the Christmas vacation the Sun rose late and that gave an excuse to wake up late. Roses of all shades of red and pink and white grew rather well in that climate. I felt that the way people talk there was greatly influenced by the climate. Their voice had the fast rhythm to chase away cold and the slight shivering induced by it. Cardamom and pepper grew well and we kids had great time playing in make-shift homes and kitchens in their shades. Going for movies and visiting temples with relatives, in the evening used to be great fun. Street lights were a rarity and I remember closing my eyes and hanging onto mom's hand while walking amidst cardamom plantation when all we could hear was the symphony of crickets. As we kids grew up uncles got married and settled in different locations, cousins grew big and the stories they told me walking around the courtyard changed from fairy tales to film stories and novels...Childhood left me...but still Christmas comes accompanied by foggy mornings and as I sleep I see a starry night and a group of cheerful carol singers led by 'Santa Clau's coming to my door step singing 'jingle bells' and 'Silent Night' ....
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