Impromptu Rangoli

As part of the fun activities, Rangoli competion was organised at our office; the announcement email came just 3 days prior to the D-day. Enthusiatically, our whole team sent in the nominations as 2 groups of 4 members. But the very next day, unexpectedly, a considerable amount of high priority work came up , forcing us to withdraw our nominations. However, on the D-day, just when the reminder email came in, our PM asked me and N to go and participate. It came as a complete surprise; we had no idea what could be done as we had not made any preparations and just 30 minutes were left.

Just a couple of days before; on the day we had sent the nomination, i had come across an easy technique to make simple rangolis on festivals. I shared this with N and we decided to make a rangoli, somewhat on these lines. So we went ahead and purchased some flowers on our way to the venue. Our rangoli was quite an impromptu one, except for the ganesha design in the middle. Also, we did not use the cone and the seive… so the result was not as good as the one which was our inspiration.

Nevertheless….here it is .

Our Impromptu Rangoli !!

We  got nice crystal perfumed candles for the participation. And the judges for the day told us that ours was close competition to the winners’ rangoli’s… quite cool for an impromptu rangoli . What say .

09-09-09..

While plodding on your way

The toilsome road of life

How few the friends that daily there you meet

Not many will stand by

In trouble and in strife

With counsel and affection ever sweet.

But there is one whose smile

Will ever on you beam

Whose love is dearer far than any other

And wherever you may turn

This lesson you shall learn

A girl’s best friend is her mother.

Then cherish her with care

And smooth her silvery hair

When gone – you’ll never get another

And wherever you may turn

This lesson you shall learn

A girl’s best friend is her mother

Though all the world may frown

And every friend depart

She will never forsake you in your need

Your refuge evermore

Is still within her heart

For you her loving sympathy will plead

Her pure and gentle smile

Will ever cheer your way

Her love is sweeter far than any other.

And wherever you may turn

This lesson you shall learn

A girl’s best friend is her mother.

Then cherish her with care

And smooth her silvery hair

When gone – you’ll never get another

And wherever you may turn

This lesson you shall learn

A girl’s best friend is her mother.

A decade has gone by … since the day you left us. Nevertheless…we feel your presence …in a magical way. We miss you dear mom…but somewhere deep within we believe that you are with us…to bless us…to enthuse us…to guide us.

We feel you in all our little happy moments and small successes. We turn to you for courage in our troubled moments. We have not been lucky to have you with us…but we are blessed to have been born to you…we are blessed to have received the precious gift of love…the love and support that we share amongst us…that which has been nourished and nurtured by you. Thank You Mom!

Here is a lovely poem that I had come across in one of my web trails…it is very close to my heart and echoes my feelings….

While plodding on your way

The toilsome road of life

How few the friends that daily there you meet

Not many will stand by

In trouble and in strife

With counsel and affection ever sweet.

But there is one whose smile

Will ever on you beam

Whose love is dearer far than any other

And wherever you may turn

This lesson you shall learn

A girl’s best friend is her mother.

Then cherish her with care

And smooth her silvery hair

When gone – you’ll never get another

And wherever you may turn

This lesson you shall learn

A girl’s best friend is her mother

Though all the world may frown

And every friend depart

She will never forsake you in your need

Your refuge evermore

Is still within her heart

For you her loving sympathy will plead

Her pure and gentle smile

Will ever cheer your way

Her love is sweeter far than any other.

And wherever you may turn

This lesson you shall learn

A girl’s best friend is her mother.

Then cherish her with care

And smooth her silvery hair

When gone – you’ll never get another

And wherever you may turn

This lesson you shall learn

A girl’s best friend is her mother.

Siri tidbits…

Some nuggets from our daily conversations…

We have a laminated photograph of my dad, that was kept on top of the book case. Couple of days ago..when i returned from office, I noticed it was kept on a table in Ammu’s room.

Me: why is daddy’s photo here..it was better on the book case..

Ammu: He kept it here…coz i only told him to…[i stopped from saying what i was about to...no point countering her decision]. She continued… “when i come to the room to take something, i’ll be scared; but if tata’s [grandpa's] photo is here..i’ll not be scared no mamma”

It warmed my heart to hear this…absolutely unexpected …reasoning from her.

Another one..

Last weekend, my sis n her hubby had to go shopping and decided to drop my nephew at our place. When i told Ammu this…she was happy n said…i’ll take thambi to play. Then after a pause… “no..i think i’ll not take him there”. I looked at her enquiringly…

She said.. “some children are good and some children are bad..what if the bad children beat him or throw sand on him..thats why i dont want to take him n go…”

I wonder at their bonding though they are not siblings in the true sense.

Ammu is all of 5 years and these little things coming from her amazes me no end…n warms my heart in a very healing way! But that’s her…honey sweet…sensitive…sensible. “She is an angel …as her chittis say…when she is not the hot headed stubborn one that is

Who says ..we get wise with age…i think kids are wiser and clearer in their thoughts, ..actions and decisions… than we can ever be, given their  limited knowledge and access to resources. Or is this limitation their strength…I wonder….