My Musings

I am sucker for romantic songs - especially once that have a good beat at the background - Mumbe Va, Vaseegara, Ondra Renda, Paartha Mudhal naale .... The latest to be added to this list is : Sun Saathiya from yet-to-released ABCD - 2. I have been having this on repeat mode on youtube. To sideline a bit, if you want to play a youtube video on repeat - replace the "youtube" in the URL with "listenonrepeat". Coming back to the song, I just love the soft sensuous voice of the female singer intercepted beautifully with the gravel voice of Divya Kumar. I think what adds to the beauty of the song is the visual of the song picturization that is stuck in my head. It is not one of those typical love songs that is pictured with the heroine and hero dancing around trees and spectacular locations - it is the background song for a dance practice. And What a dance! I never knew Shradha was so flexible! Love the steps and the grace of the heroine. Just today it struck me - ...

The first thing I like about the movie was the red dot on all of the i's. The second thing was the background sitar. It was haunting and very refreshing. In moments which were solemn, the sitar's sound was very soothing and not sad (as it is usually used for). Piku - is a breath of fresh air admist the cacophony , that is today's cinema. Shod of anything remotely glamorous and at the same time lacking the morose climate that an art film usually brings with it, it tickles your ribs and makes your heart flutter in those small quiet moments and makes you reflect on just how much it relates to your own life. My friend A said - it is not like your typical movie which starts with "Once upon a time..." and ends with "The end ..". It is like a small piece of daily happenings from somebody's life. And that is so true. There are many parts of the movie that you can so totally relate to. The story revolves around the constipation problem of the prot...

... My Mil cried when she saw this movie and thanked me for sharing this movie with her, for it was one of the best she saw and felt close to her heart, as she felt that it reflected herself a lot.  Whatever her reasons may have been, the more I listen to the songs of this movie or reflect upon various scenes in the movie, I feel every married woman, who plays the role of a homemaker will see her in some or the other part of the movie. This song has been playing on my head for sometime now. I dont know how I missed it while listening to the album in the first place.  Amit Trivedi and Swanand Kirke must share a bond that goes deep to their souls I feel, for having produced such a beautiful, from the depths of your heart, song. Every tiny beat, every tiny dip in the voice, every work just seems to have been made for each other. HATS off to the duo.  A very simple song that talks of the untold love for the husband and fear of being forgotten by her husband and famil...

Often this happens. There is one song that gets stuck in the "replay" mode on whatever I am listening music on. This time it is this song - "Innum Konjam Neram" from Maryan. Oooh! this song is giving me goosebumps. It is so romantic oooooh!  Vijay Prakash and Sweta Mohan have given such a beautiful voice over - soft, endearing, alluring and oh! so romantic! Listening to this song and watching the visual, I even found the normally revolting Dhanush slightly looking good. That is the power of the composer and the singers. It is almost as if they both have really felt the mood and sung in their own lives!  "Innum Konajm Neram" .... plays on and on .. till I get bored - or change it just for the heck.  Whatever may it be, this one definitely gets added to my all time favourites.

The end of the year always brings cheer and joy and of course less work at office. We utilized this to the maximum by watching 2 movies on week days and that too an evening show! PK and The Hobbit - Battle of 5 armies. The latter was , as is any hobbit or LOTR movie, mind blowing - though I preferred Part 2 of The Hobbit to Part 3. Part 3 seemed unnecessarily dragged - more like made just to make the trilogy. And the whole movie is quite gore - nothing but war and death - which generally does not sit well with me. Now the former - is the best treat for eyes and ears that could have happened in 2014. PK - I saw this movie twice within the span of 8 days and i must say, I did not get bored for a single second the second time too! A delightful comedy which has you in tears of joy all through the first half and makes you ponder on the blind faiths that we hold in the second half.  Seeing the movie just makes you wish that Raju Hirani would make movies more often...

7 Years later amma and me went to see a movie in the theatre together - Lingaa. And what a treat it was ! Could we leave behind the biggest Rajni fan in our house - of course not! While appa kindly obliged to baby-sit the girls instead of getting a headache watching the 3 hour debacle , the trio of amma-me-and the Mr. went and enjoyed the movie.  There are zillions of reviews about the movie. This is not one, but is only my views on the movie. I totally agree with what most of the reviews have unanimously agreed on - the movie is out and an out Rajni show and my what a SHOW!. He has single handedly handled the movie absolutely with ease. If you thought , he looked young in Sivaji - think again - in Linga not a single screen which shows that he is 65!!! He looks easily a man in 30s only! Credit not only goes to the make-up artist but the star himself, who has acted with full vigour of a middle aged man. While Ambitabh's age shows up with grace in every movie he acts and he l...

It has been an emotionally taxing couple of years. So many deaths in the family - very close relatives. It almost feels as if one part of my life has just gone away. All those times spent with them are just left as memories recorded in my brain. The heart feels heavy when it realizes that they were just taken away too soon - way too soon. May God rest their soul in peace and may they shower their wisdom upon me in their own way and guide me through life with their experience. 

About 4 months ago, DH got me my cycle - or should I call it Bike to be more posh :). He got bitten by the cycling bug in Feb and in April convinced me to sink some green bucks and buy one for myself too. I still remember the evening we got the cycle - a Scott Sportster Hybrid bike. I rode the cycle back from the shop - a 7km ride at about 7:30pm evening in the evening. I had mixed feelings - I was feeling quite exhilarated riding a bicycle again after nearly 14 years and at the same time apprehensive on having sunk so much money into something which I may never use. I was also so conscious of all the riding gear i was wearing (which was just a helmet and some gloves of course). The one thing that has stayed the same way ever since that day I rode the bike to today is the "pain in the butt" - LITERALLY!!! Today 7 kms seems a jujubee !! Thanks to the persistence of DH, I have been riding almost every weekend (one day) without fail and sometimes - very rarely during we...

.... the heart is full of joy and music and all thanks to little ones who filled my ears and soul with music for an hour and half .. I am so glad I took the decision to make it to the last show of this season despite "no-no"s from the DH and amma - the traffic will be so heavy, it is a saturday evening !! ; ah! when concerts were a stone's throw away from home, you never attended, why this sudden interest -- blah blah blah .. The show was divine!!!  I forgot the number of times my eyes were filled with tears of joy and the number of times I felt goosebumps all over. My feet would just not stop beating to the rhythm and the smile on my face would just not fade. Ah! those blessed divine little souls - what magic in their voice, what innocence in their eyes and smiles, what resilience in their bodies!!!  Well, I guess the fact that i opened this blog and wrote a post itself probably shows the extent to which i was moved. I was and am lost, in a world that is just and onl...

.... to be able to emulate this song and imbibe it into every pore of my body ... I am at a very very low level of self-confidence at this point in time !

I lifted the 'cover' from atop the 'dairy' and volumes of dust and grit poured out ..... Sigh! Underneath lay 'My life' - 'My Space' - the place where I shared my thoughts, my opinions, shared my moments ... Sigh! It got lost ... admist the burdens of 'motherhood', 'wifehood' ... 'daughterhood' ... 'lifehood' ... It pains at times to be unable to find that one iota of space that is just me and not shared with anybody else ... maybe it is time i stopped waiting for the time for that space to open up and tear my way through the shroud of moments and find it .. even if it is a millisecond !!! ... that satisfying land that is just mine! And in ode to that and in the hope that I will continue to find that micron of time ... here goes my re-opening post!

... The other day D and her husband stopped by home to give us some Mysore bondas that she had made. They were taking one batch to R's place and said - We will take Maya there with us, if she will come. We said okay go ahead and see. This little lady cool-ly waved bye to me and the Mr. and off they went. The Mr. remarked "Parthuko rendu nimishathile amma amma koopitindu varuva" (In 2 mintues she will call "Amma amma" and come back). We peeped through the blinds on the french window to see them retreat and still no sign of crying from her. After a while we even dared to step onto the balcony and she turned back and kept waving to us. And that's it - she was gone .. 5 mins later I started to squirm - Maybe I should just go to R's house and check on how she is doing? Do You think I should call D to find out how she is? Do you think she is crying or asking for us? The Mr. seized the window of opportunity to experiment on a grasshopper that he chanced to see ...

Amma on the phone ..." ... she said she got 3/4 kg Lady-Finger free for purchasing 1000/- worth of clothing ... @ Pothy's ....". The Mr. and I had to ask her to repeat it again! Is there no limit to the things that they offer in free to lure people to come shopping?? Well, the Mr. says, given the rate at which vegetables and daal is being sold, I am sure people would not complain. After all who cares for "free" towels, bedsheets or even gold coins anymore???

... 9 years ago, one Thursday afternoon in the month of March, I bunked class for the first time in my life - to go to see a movie with - um, how do I put it - "the would-be Mr. in my life" (not very good, but chalta hain description) . And what movie would that be? "The Runaway Bride" (ROFL!). Couple of his friends we met at the theatre commented - " not the best choice for a movie with her". ... and Yesterday the Mr. & I did the same - "bunked" work (let me put that politically correct - took half day off) and went to see Mr. Potter as he battled the "half-blood Prince". Oooh! The very thought of the similar situation made me feel so "youthful" and all "girlish giggly" hee hee. There we were holding hands like teenagers and running towards the People Mover station (running - only because we were late for the movie) and my mind could rewind all the way back to that incident 9 years ago! Ah! to feel young again...

It is Maya's first day in Toddler class today. Yes she has got her "Promotion". The Mr. and I grumbled last Thursday that we had to spend most of our hard-up-for-time weekday evening shopping for this little tot - moving from one class to another - cupcakes and crackers for her "big party" (ah well - a "party" consisting of 2 infants who do not know the difference between a cup and a cupcake , another whose idea of eating a cupcake is squashing it between his chubby hands and smearing it all over his face, and the little missie (Maya madam) who would rather have the cup than the cake - can hardly be called a "party" right? - but yeah well she DID have one! - the big "Graduation" party), thank-you cards for the 3 teachers and getting prints of their photos with Maya! And today finally dawns - and Missie is as usual bawling and wailing her head off the moment we step into her new class. Well! Hello - where is that little girl who was ...

The Joys of Motherhood you wake up and on seeing your Appa, curl your hand and say "Amma" as if to ask "Where is amma?" seeing your little jaw move up and down as you chomp your idli or bread early in the morning. you come running and jump on me and give me a tight hug.. you come and rub or lean against my leg while I am coming in the kitchen. when you give me a sudden wet kitchie on my cheek because you heard me saying to your appa "Chumma irunda bore adikaradhu" and you heard the "umma" in chumma and you know that means to kiss. when I enter the store and nearly everybody who crosses our path stops by to look and you and remark that she is "so cute", "so adorable", "precious". when you learn a new word everyday and try to repeat all that we ask you to in the sweetest voice I have ever heard. when I see you sitting on Appa's legs and swinging about, grinning and refuse to get down as if to indicate it is the be...

It is ages since I blogged. Well I almost thought my blogging died.... Till yesterday night when I heard this song and I felt that I HAD to write about it somewhere. I have been quite busy for a long long time now .. yeah you guessed the reason right - the 4 lettered inexhaustible bundle of energy that I have in my life now - MAYA! .. Well, not that I dont get any free time at all. When I do get some free time, there is already a big list of things to be done and the leisure of blogging, I am afraid, does not figure anywhere in the top 50 :( ... Well, that is "Family" life I guess.... Okay, as usual, the queen of diversion - I have diverted from what I wanted to write. It is long since a song captured my attention so completely - that all that roams inside this confused brain of mine is - Masakali ... Masakali ... Trust ARR to come up one such gem song once a while, that captivates you completely ... The last one I remember was Marhaba from Jodha-Akbar. I would just listen to...

Miracles rarely happen in life, and when they do - they leave you with a feeling of ever-lasting gratitude and happiness. I have been lucky to have miracles happen twice and that too with the same object - my purse. I lost it twice, with absolutely no clue as to where I could have lost it and both the times I have got it back in the most strangest of circumstances. And when I sit to analyze the process of how I got it back, it makes me feel that it is nothing but a miracle that happened to me... Two weekends ago, on a saturday morning, the Mr. casually asked me where my purse was. I casually said, it should be in my bag. We looked for it there and it was not to be found. Then began a search for it in the house and I could not find it in any of the usual spots. Finally half heartedly we agreed that it might be at my work place. I could not even remember the last time I used it. For about a year now, I have been going to work with the Mr., so I rarely have to use my purse anywhere. I ne...

.... Amma did you know - an apple a day keeps the doctor away...

hmmm... so what's happening lately ? It was Onam a little more than a week ago. As usual I wanted to post a picture and wish ppl on my blog that day, but - no time (it is time i cooked up a new excuse i think). Well, one is never too late. A very Belated "Happy Onam" to you all .... It was a special one for me - because in a small way, it was the first time I celebrated it. I put a small Pookalam and amma made Payasam. Then the day that I had been dreading for long did dawn - the day amma left for India. It was the singular most painful thing, after my delivery(;) ...) - of course this one was an emotional pain and the other was only a physical pain, but an emotional happiness. Maya gave Patti a wet kichie at the airport. Paavam kozhandai did not know she was saying bye to her best friend.. She did realise it later though. For almost a week, she would not babble much, not cry much, not laugh much - just simply sit and stare at us. I was nearly heart broken to see the litt...