Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Differently abled People

That’s how I would like to refer to people who are handicapped. For, how else can one explain the feat performed by Moksha. My best wishes to Vijay Colaco and Rama and may their dream to form a theatre group come true!!!

I would appreciate if this link is forwarded to as many of your friends , so that an awareness be created.

Monday, March 26, 2007

My Father

My father got married when he was 43 years and I was born on his 44th birthday. My father had about 16 years of service with him to guarantee us a secured future. This must have been the main concern for him and so he was busy during our childhood days. Still, we managed to dine together and travel to almost all parts of the country from Kashmir to Kanyakumari. He retired when I was 17 years. But unfortunately at that time, we were busy with our friends, making a career for us and so we didn’t have time for each other.

He never talked about his childhood and youth. We have heard about his kind acts and not so kind acts from our relatives. We experience his knowledge and wisdom in our everyday life. When I stumbled on a few write ups of his, I realized that he is an enigma. I really wish God grants me and my father a couple of years together so that I can chronicle his life and to pass on the wisdom to our future generation.

Friday, March 09, 2007

Ten things that I love starting with 'T"

T : twentieth letter, the letter that is a word in itself, and I am tagged to write ten things I like that start with it. the first thing that came to my mind is

Time : I love it, as this is one thing that is mine. What ever I do with it, solely I am responsible for it.

Tea : I am a tea addict. Needless to say more about that drink. Never say no for this delectable drink, even in scorching summers.

Train : I cant forget the numerous train journeys from Delhi to Madras on all summer holidays. The excitement leading to tiredness and by the time, one reaches Egmore, the desire to jump from the train and run to Madras Central. The steam engines which mades us dirty and darker by the time we reach Madras.

Tram : When talking of trains, this was one mode of transport I used to travel when I was in Calcutta.

Tamil : My mother tongue. Knowing that language opened doors to Silappadigaram, lyrics of Kannadasan, Andal’s Thirupavai, fictions of Sujata and Akhilan.

Telephone : Thanks to Graham Bell, It keeps me connected to all.

Talking : Ask my friends and family. I would not write abt it.

Tiffin : My mother coming out with varied recipes everyday at 3:00 p.m. , which was our tiffin time. Miss them.

Trailers : I enjoy seeing them, so that I get to know the jist of the film. This just reminded me of a incident, I just will share it with you all. Me and my sisters used to walk to school. Then, on Sundays, trailer of movie used to come in Vivid Bharati . My sister was a movie craze and would sit glued near to the transistor and listen to all these programmes. Just taking a cue from one of the trailers, she narrated the story of Ram Balram. Well, till we went to the theatre to see the movie, we didn’t know it was all figment of her imaginations.
Tag : If not for this tag, I would not have got a theme to write.I hope I kept upto your expctations. Thank you, Lalitha.

I also wanted to write Tantrums but I enjoyed while I was throwing the tantrums, not when I am at the receiving end, which I am more often now with a eleven year son at home.

My profile :)

Intresting. Saw it in Lalitha's and priya's blog.