Small cities

There is always an advantage staying in small cities...
Not much traffic, easy accessibility of things, less cost of living, yummy and cheap foodie outlets, hassle free life and many many more.
I am really gonna miss visiting this small city Davangere henceforth as my parents are moving away.
Getting things was so much easier here.
And the mouth watering eatables- the famous ಬೆಣ್ಣೆ ದೋಸೆ, ಖಾರ ಮಂಡಕ್ಕಿ ,ಜೋಳದ ರೊಟ್ಟಿ will be missed always.
But of course i have made up my mind to visit the place at least once a year (hopefully that's possible).

Disparity

Whenever i see my daughter's activities, be it playing (especially the symbolic play which she has learnt recently) or babbling or motor coordination while handling objects(finger dexterity) or self eating and many more such behaviours, i will be compelled to go back to those days when i worked with children with disabilities.

That's because, whatever my daughter is learning now as a 14 months old child those children being more than 5 or 6 years of age were learning it then.
I really at the damage that occurs because of the disability or the disability that's being caused because of the damage!

Blunders

A pamphlet attached to the newspaper read:
"Classical music: Hindustani, Karnatic, Guitar and many more instruments are TEACHED HEAR".

An advertisement for tutorial in a local Kannada newspaper read:
"Fail ಆದಿರೆಂದು feel ಆಗಬೇಡಿ "...I will help you pass, just pay Rs. 2000 per subject. Rs.500 extra for home tuition. If you want 100% result then only come to me!

At a beauty parlour:
"Wings Deepali BEAUUTTY PARRLOUURR".

The Republic Day Parade

As i watched this year's republic day parade on TV i went back to those school days and the by gone era of only channel on TV- Doordarshan.
Then, we would be waiting to finish the early morning republic day celebrations at school so that we could come and watch the parade on TV.
It gave so much of joy.
I watched it this year after many years of gap.
But this time as i watched it was not with joy but reproach and regret.
It's because of the reason that i too could have been there sometime back (when i was a NCC cadet) marching through the India Gate but had rejected it because of my health problem.
I still do not know whether that was a right decision or wrong because if i had agreed to go and spoiled my health completely i would have hated myself.
But , at times i do think i should have taken the chance to see if i could succeed.
Nonetheless, past is past nobody can ever change it.

And an year later...

November 22nd 2008, the day i went to a theatre with my hubby and my little one still inside to watch the movie Kung Fu Panda.
I had a least idea then that my girl would come out just after two days (a month premature).
Days went by taking care of her and it turned an year too.
January 22nd 2010, after exactly an year and two months both me and S hit the theatre to watch 3 idiots.
Hoping that our girl would go off to sleep we took the night show.
And she did actually sleep although she managed to watch half of the movie.
I thoroughly enjoyed the film but was a bit guilty for having spoiled my daughter's sleep as well as the loud noise of the speakers which was bad for her.

Chowmahalla Palace

Though S has taken me to many places in Hyderabad i keep cribbing that he hasn't done so.
That's because my thirst for visiting historic places doesn't seem to end.
Recently we visited the Chowmahalla Palace which really speaks of the grandeur of the Nizams.
The main attraction of the palace in the chandeliers in the durbar hall the beauty of which is magnificent.
We fell short of time to see all the four mahals,each mahal unique in itself.
After a long time it was a great weekend at Hyderabad, as i was thoroughly bored by the usual shopping malls and crowded parks.

Portrait of my daughter...

An amazing sketch made by one of my friends...

TV

Read on a carry bag:"I find the TV very educative; every time somebody turns it on i pick up a book and start reading"!

Made in China...

The moment i step into the market these days all i get to see is a label "Made in China". Right from utensils, chappals, plastic items to baby products.
Even the stickers which i bought last week was made in China.
Is our country's condition so pathetic that we have to import everything from China?

Dream

There is a statement in Aamir Khan's new TITAN ad. "bachpan me toh bahut kuch karna chahte the, then why not now".
How true that statement is...
As a school girl I never seriously thought of taking up any particular profession...
But as i grew up, one fine day i listned the conversation of my cousin with her friend who was mentioning about studying dentistry and taking it up as her profession...
So i thought i too would become a dentist as i didn't know about any other profession...
After a few years (when my mind was quite matured but not completely), i decided to be an IPS officer as i read about Kiran Bedi and wanted to be like her...
As i entered my graduation i realised that i couldn't be like her as i lacked many of the qualities required for that profession...

By the time i completed my graduation i realized i did have interest in English literature and would continue studying the same, though studying psychology was my second preference...
But later, i chose the latter subject considering the university that i would get into...
But even then my love for literature hadn't diminished, till today at some corner of mind i feel i would have chosen literature instead of psychology...

Ofcourse there were these little desires in me like taking up courses in fine arts, photography, interior decoration and many more....

Well there is soooo much to do and so less time...
But right now only thing that should be my aim is to bring up girl and being a good mother...
Yet, i need to find some time to fullfil my dreams because soon my daughter would give her list of dreams which i have to look into as a mother...

Strangers

Yesterday i read an article in the paper where the author quoted few teachings by Osho...
It said " No matter how close a relationship can be (between friends, between a mother a child, husband and wife or whatever the relationship is)there are secrets kept always- sometimes for good and sometimes for bad reasons...
When we keep secrets we are no more related to that person, we become strangers...
So be more open in relationships to avoid being strangers"...

I think we not only keep secrets from others but also within ourselves...
Even though we know so many aspects of our own behaviour we do not want to admit it...
In that case we are srtangers to our own selves...

Movies...

Stills from two of the good movies i have watched lately- The Blue Umbrella and Dasvidaniya...

Time Pass...

It's funny how certain words and sentences are used by people- as though there is no weightage and meaning to the word....
Take for example the word 'time pass'...
The usual sentences I've heard people using this word is "Oh! you don't work (When i was not working)? Then how do you pass time at home?"
When i started working the statement was something like "It's good you are working, you can easily pass your time at work."
Now, that i have a child the statement goes like "Passing time is not a problem now as you have the baby?"
It's as though passing time is the only aim in life...
Of course i didn't have a baby just to pass time-as i believe parenting is not just about time passing...
Or, just to pass time i didn't have to increase India's population...
Nor did i have a career then because i just wanted to pass time- there are many objectives and principles in life for me to work...
And, moreover if am at home it doesn't mean that i am bored and don't have anything to do...
One can do many things sitting at home than just passing time...
It's also pathetic how people term some of our hobbies and interests (which many people like doing sitting at home)as just time pass...
It's sad how some people are cynical and critical about our interests and values of life, thank god not everybody belongs to this category.

The human brain

It's been a long time since i read anything serious especially related to my field (psychology)....
And still more, these busy days with my daughter made me think that i even forget whatever i had read while i was a student...
But, not really...
As i can see my psychology teachings being enacted in front of my eyes every day by my child...
While reading Developmental psychology i always found it difficult to match the age of the children with their milestones...
Even after completion of my Master's i didn't know at which age a child would reach a particular milestone....
But now, it's not that hard...
What is more amusing about watching the baby grow is 'wondering how the human brain develops with each day'...
The way our brain learn and unlearn things (how should i cry my mother is present and how should i fall asleep when dad is around), the way it can send those signals by the look of someone (who is my mother), the mapping of locations (which is 'my home' n which is not; i am out now; knowing where the TV is located;looking at the direction where the dad keeps his laptop etc.,), formation of language acquisition (quick reaction to the mother tongue and not to a foreign language that is played in TV)- it truly is amazing...
All this at such an early age of just 7 months!!!
While many people (whom i have encountered with) like to say "what a wonderful creation of GOD"; people like me would like to believe in the "wonders of nature" who created this human body...

That night

The night had set in.
A fluorescent tube lighted the whole room.
A mix of 'cool air' from the half opened window and 'hot air' from the running ceiling fan filled the place.
Everyone made their way to their respective rooms to fall into a fitful slumber.
It was then, their time to come out.
The first one (let me call it male because of its size)came out creeping through the jam packed shelf.
It paced hither and thither, caught on a prey and satisfied its hunger.
Then it waited.
The came the second one (presumably female).
Moving stealthily through the ventilation glass, it made its way into the room.
And waited right in front of the male.
Both waited for a few minutes.
Then the female signalled the male by slightly swirling its tale and by a chirping sound.
The male responded back with the same action.
After receiving the response the female moved forward.
Male followed the same course of action.
Likewise they reached a secret place for themselves.
In a few seconds they went into such a hiding that i couldn't make out.
But the whole action was so obvious that i don't have to explain what was happening between the two.
I didn't want to be voyeuristic as to watch their action.
Besides, they had moved into such a corner where it was impossible to sneak around.
May be they too knew that it was an act meant only for those two and must have also realized that there are people like me who would get pleasure in watching and writing about their love making.
Well, those two were the LIZARDS and naturally instincted like any one of us.