SoftyPink n GloriousRed

…. the colours of life with my kids



Nostalgic!! A trip down memory lane…

  • As small children, me and sis1 would fight over who would sleep with you. It felt wonderfully soft and cozy and cuddly.. we just loved to sleep with you.
  • You would walk with me to school and back.. I do not remember this vividly but I know it to be an important part of my life. One anecdote I’ve often heard from you is that one day while on our way back from school we were chased by a buffalo. How you panicked, how you managed to get us into the compound of a nearby house, how you were grateful to the watchman who opened the gate just in time and let us in!!
  • The stories you narrated while you fed us our dinner… always about being and doing good, about goodness always winning!
  • You made the yummiest food.. even simple things tasted heavenly when you made it. Something magical in your hands!!
  • You were always the most excited when we were to visit Madurai. You were enthusiastic about getting the best veggies, the best meat, and made sure we got our share of the tasty vadais and paniyarams while we were there.
  • No matter what, you made sure that you made the murrukus and adirasams to take along with us when we went back home.
  • You went through a lot of pain in life.. and talked wistfully about what was and what could have been. Never once heard you talking bitterly or wishing anything bad for others.
  • You believed in dignity of labour. We imbibed the lesson by seeing you work and do various odd jobs to sustain yourself and others who depended on you. Even the simplest task was to be done with care and in the right way!
  • The joy when you came back from the market all tired and exhausted!! You were always excited to show us what you bought 🙂 Everything would be segregated properly and put away! You never came back without getting something for us grankids to munch 🙂
  • You were meticulous in whatever you did. It reflected in even simple tasks like cutting vegetables!
  • You derived great satisfaction in the daily ritual of preparing for puja, adorning the God’s pictures and lighting the velakku/diya. We still recollect the ambiance it created when you did everything, especially on festive days!
  • You always wished to be independent and lived all your life that way… till the very end!
  • In the place of our mom, you played the role of granma to our kids and for them grandmom means you, since they’ve never known mom. How wistfully Ammu cried while looking at your sarees, wondering why you did not come back to us a few years ago or the way she held on to some of your sarees a few days ago, while I was sorting the ones to be given away.. is something that will forever stay locked n frozen in my mind. Somehow, it made me glad that she still remembers you and thinks so fondly of you!

In hindsight it is clear that many of the values that we hold dear are all imbibed from you, directly or indirectly!! Including the tendency to be fiercely independent and also obstinate in certain matters!! Its almost as if you are a part of us granma.. and though you are no longer with us, you are within us.

Linking this to ABC Wednesday.

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Few days ago, Adi was playing by switching the study light on and off. He did not heed my words to not do that… so I threatened to put him in the balcony. Almost dragged him there..

Immediately he said sorry and that he wont do it again. I let him go. He went crying… saying that he’ll tell his baba to not talk to bomma (me). Dad who didnt see what had happened, just asked him ‘Is your bomma good? Do you like her?’ Adi thought for a sec and said ‘yes’ . So dad replied ‘Then, your baba will ask you what you did to upset bomma? He’ll not say anything to her.’

Later when his baba n mamma came, he didnt utter a word about the incident and I was curious. Then dad told me what had transpired between them. I was very amazed by the clarity of his thoughts. Even when he felt bad about the incident (me dragging him to the balcony) he was clear that I am good and that he liked me!! Also, he understood dad’s reasoning and refrained from complaining!!

* Much of the suffering/pain is when we are not clear in our minds. We mix up facts and our feelings and end up hurting ourselves and most of the times, others also.

Also, Adi is very quick to let go of hurt feelings. One moment he sobs bitterly, hurt and almost inconsolable. And just a few moments later, he comes around. His usual self… all cheerful and friendly. Especially, with his didi. Is it just him or are all kids like that? I wonder. Even Ammu never gives up so easily. She needs to be consoled, cajoled. Even that doesnt seem to work at times … Or is it a guy thing? Not generalizing or stereotyping… its just that I have very little or no experience with lil boys!!

* How very nice it would be if we could let go of hurt or perceived hurt so easily. And rejoice at every lil joy and victory with a yayyyy!! or a dinka chika dinka chika like he does 🙂

Needless to say, he gives us much joy!! with every passing day. He’s my sweet rosogulla and I hope he stays this way!!!


Thank God for my reading habit 🙂

Yesterday was another day! I was happy yet confused… it was one of those heart vs mind days!! This morning I was still in that mode … but somewhat arriving at a conclusion. And when I got into the bus…I took out my book n started reading. And my line of thought was reaffirmed when I read this line .. ‘the journey matters, not the arrival’. I realized that I need not worry about what might happen. I just need to do what I decide … the main thing is to feel and experience it through. And so I’ve prepared my mind for any kind of outcome..and that makes it easier to take the plunge!!

This may not make much sense but I so needed to write it down!! It makes me feel so much better already 🙂

Simply simple :)

Couple of weeks ago, my granma and aunty came to visit us. They were conversing in Tamil. Our house help tried to converse with them in the sign language and was successful in communicating with them, whenever it was needed.

She once mentioned that she can understand Tamil but doesnt speak the language. She explained that she feared they/we would laugh at her… the most common reason why people end up not learning to speak in languages they are familiar with…

To this, Ammu said… ‘avaru nakkidre…neenu nagu…ashte’ 🙂 meaning… ‘if they laugh, you also join…thats all!!’

Kids always have an answer and a simple solution…no matter what. Dont you think so?

Gimme your thoughts!

‘It is easy to count the number of seeds in an apple. But only God knows how many apples are there in each seed’

Isn’t this so thought provoking?

Do share the thought(s) that come to your mind on reading this line. My post on this will follow.

Miracles can still happen!

A little bit of empathy and some initiative is all that is needed… when you do have the powers!

Watch this truly inspirational video…

Addendum: Just realized that this is my 50th post here!!

‘The Law of the Garbage Truck’

I received this inspiring email today…

“One day I hopped in a taxi and we took off for the airport. We were
driving in the right lane when suddenly a black car jumped out of a
parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver slammed on his
brakes, skidded, and missed the other car by just inches! The driver of
the other car whipped his head around and started yelling at us. My taxi
driver just smiled and waved at the guy. And I mean, he was really
friendly. So I asked, ‘Why did you just do that? This guy almost ruined
your car and sent us to the hospital!’ This is when my taxi driver
taught me what I now call, ‘The Law of the Garbage Truck.’

He explained that many people are like garbage trucks. They run around
full of garbage, full of frustration, full of anger, and full of
disappointment. As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it
and sometimes they’ll dump it on you. Don’t take it personally.
Just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. Don’t take their garbage
and spread it to other people at work, at home, or on the streets.”

The bottom line is that successful people do not let garbage trucks take
over their day. Life’s too short to wake up in the morning with regrets,
so….Love the people who treat you right. Pray for the ones who don’t.

Life is ten percent what you make it and ninety percent how you take it!

Have a blessed, garbage-free life! 🙂

Truly thought provoking one… isnt it?

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