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Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Vulnerable

Sometimes I wonder about the power of love, is it power at all? All that it makes you feel is vulnerable and weak.

Take Ramana's case for example. He is the care-taker/ watchman at our apartments. He lives in an outhouse with his wife and two kids. A timid, tentative and self-respecting man, all of 33 years, has fallen sick. Seriously sick. Bleeding rectum. Detected as not piles. But as some ulcer-la thing in the intestine. Suspected to be cancer. The family's hopes come tumbling down. The wife who is a part-time babysitter at my place sobs through her daily chores. She manages to pack off her daughters to the school with some spartan food dubbed as breakfast. She waits for the driver of our fifth floor neighbour to accompany Ramana to the hospital for the test, the test that would determine if the pain, the tumor and the bleeding are really cancerous. The family needs support, some strong words of confidence and some monetary aid as well. If not for love...

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Lullabies

These are some of the songs I croak to put my kids to sleep -

1) Aayar paddi maligaiyil...
2) Lakdi ki katti
3) Aa chal ke tujhe
4) Vata patra sai-ki
5) Raju chahcha
6) Nani teri morni
7) Rasathi una
8) Allah ke bandhe
9) Tu tu tu tu tu tara
10) Bam bam bole

Tuesday, July 08, 2008

Sahaana's first ever song

Vasakki-vittey oraria
Malakki palakki chalaria
Onakka Ponakka chalaria
Bishku bishku bishku bishu chalaria

No this isnt Tamil, no this isnt any known language. It is sheer gibberish talent.

Monday, July 07, 2008

When we part and meet eons later

...I will say.."Saaranga, Narthanga, Peerkanga, Kutavaranga, Pudalanga"

Never mind, it is not for you....

the other one is...

Its time to go to bed now,
'coz its past eight o' clock
the night fairies will bring
a sweet dream along
of chocolates and cakes and juices
and mama's warm kisses

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

What next?

I have been mulling over this for quite some time now. I dont remember how it all started, but one thing lead to another and now I am at the crossroads of deciding what/where next. A lot of thoughts have been crowding my head all interlinked to each other, but yet so distinct.

I have been doing very well at my career, appreciated and acknowledged at frequent intervals, keeping me motivated to go on. A great career path lies ahead of me as my bosses and super bosses stay impressed with my team's performance. And yet here I am overwhelmed with thoughts of quitting the rat race and switchig paths to do something more 'meaningful' in life.

The last few days have been spent introspecting and mulling over my kids' future and that of the next generation too! I am convinced that we are bringing up a generation full of highly competitive people who all want to be successful. And I would like to emphasise that further...'succes' seems to be the mantra here. Parents enrolling children into international schools whose fees are beyond their means, making them learn foreign languages, sending them to IIT coaching from Class VII, inorder to ensure their offsprings turn out successful, mind it, not happy.

People seem to have forgotten the essence of life somewhere. We are all so caught up in the rat race to be successful, that we have simply stopped wanting to be happy. It may sound very cliched, but I am experiencing it for the first time ever in my life and therefore feel so strongly about it.