Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Memory test
Last weekend we had been to Maiyyas restaurant for dinner. It is managed by MTR & they serve the same dishes as they serve in MTR. They served 25 in total & I want to test my memory, today, 3 days after we had dinner there & find out if I remember all the 25 items.
OK here is the list
1 Grape Juice
2 Soup
3 Kosambari
4 Betroot Palya
5 Veg Koorma
6 Aloo Sabzi
7 Poori
8 Basen Laddu
9 Maddur Vada
10 Papad
11 Sandige
12 Seviya Bisibele Bath
13 Raitha
14 Ghee
15 Paayasa/Kheer from C-dhal
16 Pickle
17 Rice
18 Sambar
19 Rasam
20 Red Chutney
21 Pepper chutney
22 Chips
23 Curd
24 Kesar Badam ice cream
25 Sweet Pan
Wow, this means I remember all the 25 items which is good. I was wondering if I actually remember all the items before I started putting this down.
Initially when we go there, we have a feeling of we should taste everything at least a little bit. But as time progresses & the people who serve there keeps getting more & more items, it will start worrying us... Can we really eat this much ??? You wouldn't want to sit there anymore to eat. So was my condition at MTR :)...People claim that it is one of the best places to have lunch or dinner. Items are good, no doubt about it. But honestly, it is too much of eating if we manage to eat everything they serve!!!
But one thing is sure...on a lazy weekend, when you don't want to do anything & just want to rest...we can go there, have good lunch or dinner & come back home...I found value for the money we pay there...
Friday, November 6, 2009
An Evening to Remember
Dr Raj kaTTe Padmanabhanagar had arranged Sangeeta Sanje (Musical evening) on Nov 1st. I had been seeing this banner for a while & my assumption was this will be one of those evenings where the orchestra will be hosted by some music company, they come sing & go back.
Nov. 1st one of my aunt was with us, visiting us after a long time. So we thought let us take her to the musical evening as it will be a change & its not too far from where we stay. So after a quick decision we set out for the Carmel school ground where this function was going on. When we went there we heard some one announcing they are the real God. These words generally kicked off my curiosity & wanted to find out in detail what it was all about. As I walked into the ground, with curiosity, I realized he was talking about blind girls who had come for singing. The anchor there was announcing generally people go to Temple & offer gold/silver/diamonds/money/valuables, when they know GOD actually don't take it. People give 3 crores & get the crown done for God, if God can do this to these kids, how is he God...These kids are real Gods. Help these kids & the GOD will bless you. I call these kids "ANDA makkaLu" & not ANDHA makkaLu....ANDA in kannada means beautiful & ANDHA means blind. How true....each word he mentioned touched me... I was on the verge of tears looking at those kids...Who should be seeing everything in the world, but actually see nothing. Kids sang few songs. A girl named Kavita sang a song "Araluva HoovugaLe"...This song threw my brain upside down & could not refrain myself crying like a child in a huge crowd of people there. Song actually meant, believe in tomorrow. Let hope become your life.
I was tocuhed when I heard the girl who can see nothing in life, said let us hope, let us believe for a better tomorrow. We are all blessed. We have everything in life we want. We have access to everything we wish in life. We can see, hear, walk, talk, jump, read, write, eat, we have all the things we wish for in life. What do we lack? Thinking about it, is it the thinking that we are lacking? Yes, we have everything but we don't think about those people who really need our help...Help not just financially, it could be emotionally, morally, etc. Lot of times, I realize help could also mean just listen.
The Anchor announced that the volunteers will come with a box to collect the fund for the kids & the money would go to those kids itself. I saw people immediately started donating whatever they can. I was moved by this. All of us do things for ourselves, our family, our people, our relatives etc etc...its always us us & us...There are few people as exceptions like Manjunath of Dr Raj kaTTe, who would do something for others. I want to do something different too. I want to bring a change in the way I think too. I will do this sometime soon. When I will start this is still a ?
WHAT AN EVENING IT WAS!!!!! I will never forget such a wonderful, a self teaching evening. I have learnt a lot in that 1 hour I spent there. I will never forget this Day of Kannada Rajyotsava in my life. The 1st Nov 2009.
Nov. 1st one of my aunt was with us, visiting us after a long time. So we thought let us take her to the musical evening as it will be a change & its not too far from where we stay. So after a quick decision we set out for the Carmel school ground where this function was going on. When we went there we heard some one announcing they are the real God. These words generally kicked off my curiosity & wanted to find out in detail what it was all about. As I walked into the ground, with curiosity, I realized he was talking about blind girls who had come for singing. The anchor there was announcing generally people go to Temple & offer gold/silver/diamonds/money/valuables, when they know GOD actually don't take it. People give 3 crores & get the crown done for God, if God can do this to these kids, how is he God...These kids are real Gods. Help these kids & the GOD will bless you. I call these kids "ANDA makkaLu" & not ANDHA makkaLu....ANDA in kannada means beautiful & ANDHA means blind. How true....each word he mentioned touched me... I was on the verge of tears looking at those kids...Who should be seeing everything in the world, but actually see nothing. Kids sang few songs. A girl named Kavita sang a song "Araluva HoovugaLe"...This song threw my brain upside down & could not refrain myself crying like a child in a huge crowd of people there. Song actually meant, believe in tomorrow. Let hope become your life.
I was tocuhed when I heard the girl who can see nothing in life, said let us hope, let us believe for a better tomorrow. We are all blessed. We have everything in life we want. We have access to everything we wish in life. We can see, hear, walk, talk, jump, read, write, eat, we have all the things we wish for in life. What do we lack? Thinking about it, is it the thinking that we are lacking? Yes, we have everything but we don't think about those people who really need our help...Help not just financially, it could be emotionally, morally, etc. Lot of times, I realize help could also mean just listen.
The Anchor announced that the volunteers will come with a box to collect the fund for the kids & the money would go to those kids itself. I saw people immediately started donating whatever they can. I was moved by this. All of us do things for ourselves, our family, our people, our relatives etc etc...its always us us & us...There are few people as exceptions like Manjunath of Dr Raj kaTTe, who would do something for others. I want to do something different too. I want to bring a change in the way I think too. I will do this sometime soon. When I will start this is still a ?
WHAT AN EVENING IT WAS!!!!! I will never forget such a wonderful, a self teaching evening. I have learnt a lot in that 1 hour I spent there. I will never forget this Day of Kannada Rajyotsava in my life. The 1st Nov 2009.
Monday, October 26, 2009
TV
This topic of good old days peep into our life quite often. There is no 2nd thought about old days being good by any one. Everything was nice back then. People used to earn less, but they were more happy. People use to work in strict office hours, they had more time to spend with family. One such common topic which triggers every discussion of good old days is TV.
During our childhood days, TV was more of a luxury. Not everyone had TV at home. Not every felt TV was a necessity. Not everyone wanted to spend their fortune for TV. TV was not a must device at home then. For NEWS people sorted to radio or newspaper then. Paper & Radio were more affordable then TV. In the entire street there were countable number of houses who had TV. 1st Women Prime Minister of India, Late. Indira Gandhi mentioned to Indians "Khone Khone par TV Rakho", which meant, keep TV in every room.
The revolution of TV at home concept was brought when Ramanand Sagar Arts productions started telecasting Ramayana, a great Indian Epic. That's when almost everyone (parents of our generation) started thinking on buying a TV. As & when Ramayana series started progressing, more & more people bought TV. Still not everyone could afford a TV. TV per street increased from 2 houses per street to like 5 houses per street. Sunday morning 9 AM Was the telecast time for Ramayana. People flocked into the houses which had TV. It was a look forward to event. People would get up early in the morning, take bath, have breakfast & be ready to watch Ramayana. Initially in 1 hour telecast time for Ramayana, the total telecast time was atleast for 45 mins. Later, more & more time was allocated to Ads more than the actual episode. Still people had all their patience tied up to sit for an hour to watch the ads too which would take up more time than actual Ramayana itself. People who played the roles of Rama, Sita & Lakshmana were actually considered as Gods. Not everyone understood that people are playing the roles, there were people who also thought, they were actually Gods.
After a while after concluding Ramayana, Chopra productions started the next Indian epic Mahabharata. This is when the number of people buying the Tv slowly started to increase. No doubt, buying the TV revolution was definitely brought in by Ramayana. But slowly people started realizing the importance of TV as days progressed. Areas which had 1 or 2 TV antennas peeping out started to look gorgeous with more antennas covering the area.
As the time progressed, every one who had TV at home were becoming a RF engineer. As soon as the signal went bad, people would get on to roof tops or terrace & start rotating the antenna all directions possible :) Antenna would rotate 360 degrees & come back to the same position searching for better signal. People would stand in series & start communicating from inside to outside to terrace. "Yeah, we can see it little better now. It is not clear, rotate more, it is fine now, hey it was just fine, take it back to the old position." These were the common discussions that could be heard. Wow, what a team of RF engineers were at home.
Things were little more different in villages as I hear. In villages or rural areas as we say, people had to travel distances to watch those Indian epics being telecasted. One or 2 houses would have TV in the entire town & people walked distances to watch those serials. Also, since the signal coverage was generally bad, they could hardly see anything properly. In their own words "TV would be full of dots & shades. We had to search for the pictures/images in between those dots." So was the situation there. Added to this, when everyone just settled down in front of the TV to search those images between those dots, power would go OFF. Phat.....There would be power cut... They would still wait for 1 hour & curse the power cut... They had the enthu to wait for 1 hour sitting in front of the TV screen waiting eagerly for the power to come back.
Other than these two, other commonly watched things included Chitrahaar on wednesday evening, Sunday afternoon award movie (all the more happier when it is of the local/regional lang), Rangoli on Sunday morning apart from few local/regional serials & movies that was being telecasted. Only channel we had then was Doordharshan...
Time has changed now. Almost everyone even in the rural area has TV with cable connection or Dish TV. Lot of families in urban areas have so called BIG TV. Service providers are competing hard to have their brand sold with more & more channels added onto them. We also sit in front scanning through the channels. In a time span of X mins/hours spent in front of the TV, all the x mins/hours would go usually in scanning through the channels in most of the cases & finally mentioning, nothing good is running in the TV!!!!!
With the change in time & technology, will we be able to see the good olds days of people flocking at a single place & waiting eagerly to watch a serial being telecasted only once a week?
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Maruti 800
Today morning I found some interesting facts about our own Maruti 800...I thought I should pen it down before I forget but could not do it till now as work kept me too busy. Now I think I should take a break now & put the facts I learnt about Maruti 800 before I forget many more facts about 800
1) I was surprised to know almost 100% of the components for Maruti 800 were actually imported, but still we called Maruti 800 "INDIAN CAR".
2) It was 1st released in India in December 1984
3) It was the highest selling car in India, till Alto was launched. After Alto launch, Alto took the credit of largest selling car in India
4) Maruti 800 is also exported to other countries like Srilanka, Bangladesh, Chili, Morocco with the name Suzuki Maruti :)
5) Maruti suzuki is considered small sized car as well.
6) Competitor for Maruti 800 now is Tata NANO, which is also classified as small sized car.
7) Nano has 8 percent lesser outer space & 23 percent more inner space.
My childhood memory of car always maps back to Maruti 800. We also owned one. I managed to take a snap of our car on Ayudha pooja over last weekend. I am going to miss our very near & dear Maruti 800 soon as we have decided to sell this car & go for an other one...
Friday, September 25, 2009
Recipe !!!
As I am planning to wind up on a beautiful Friday evening (beautiful because we have long weekend, on occasion of VijayaDashami), I thought why not write a recipe on something that I have cooked & liked the taste personally. This week I ventured into quite a bit of cooking & found Haagalakaai Kaairasa/gojju as we call in our local language, which is a kind of curry made of Bitter gourd, with sweet stint to it is a easy to make dish.
So here is the recipe
Fry T-Dal, U-Dal, C-Dal, Red chilli, Corriander & Asafoetida till they are golden brown. Grate some coconut and grind it along with all the above fried items and tamarind. Cut the bitter gourd into small pieces. Fry it a bit - just for few minutes. Add the above grounded paste to this bitter gourd and cook it. Add Jaggery and salt to this. Cook it till the bitter gourd is soft. Once the bitter gourd is cooked, garnish it with corriander leaves.
Dish is ready!!!!! It is healthy & tasty too... try it out
Best thing about this, you can preserve this for 3 days :)
I have deliberately not mentioned any quantity here, as I believe that the measurement especially for cooking comes by trying it & not by mentioning the quantity in tea spoon or table spoon.
As I was writing this blog, I realized may be this is 1st step effort in making my next generation say "nothing like what mummy cooks & not nothing like canteen food" as I had mentioned in my previous blog here.
So here is the recipe
Fry T-Dal, U-Dal, C-Dal, Red chilli, Corriander & Asafoetida till they are golden brown. Grate some coconut and grind it along with all the above fried items and tamarind. Cut the bitter gourd into small pieces. Fry it a bit - just for few minutes. Add the above grounded paste to this bitter gourd and cook it. Add Jaggery and salt to this. Cook it till the bitter gourd is soft. Once the bitter gourd is cooked, garnish it with corriander leaves.
Dish is ready!!!!! It is healthy & tasty too... try it out
Best thing about this, you can preserve this for 3 days :)
I have deliberately not mentioned any quantity here, as I believe that the measurement especially for cooking comes by trying it & not by mentioning the quantity in tea spoon or table spoon.
As I was writing this blog, I realized may be this is 1st step effort in making my next generation say "nothing like what mummy cooks & not nothing like canteen food" as I had mentioned in my previous blog here.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
MONEY - THE CULPRIT
I have heard experienced people tell, money can spoil relations. Now I am actually seeing it. Money has bought in fights for free between Industry tycoons like Anil & Mukesh Ambani. I don't think money would spare common people like us. If such big industrialists are not spared, how can a common man be spared? More & more recent incidents in life (personally as well) makes me feel people give more value for money than value of life. Money is spoiling everyone around. It doesn't spare even sibblings.
Though nothing is proved yet legally, most recent incidence of Chief Justice Dinakaran proves what I am saying. I was shattered looking at the news. Just imagine chief justice doing so much of injustice, just for the sake of money. I am wondering in all his career, what ever decision he has given, how much of it would be justice? What justice means to this chief justice?
Another past recent incidence that rings my mind is the case of vinivinc shastri. I find it so misserable to even imagine some can go this extent of cheating people for money...I find this entire thing so wierd. I always wonder why don't people just earn honestly & enjoy every single penny that they have earned.
We have even known people like veerapan, who killed innocent elephants for their trunks. Isn't it for money again? Speaking of murders, there are uncountable number of incidences reported in the media who kill others for money. My heart sores listening to all this. I wish world was a better place to live, where people actually lived for love & values in life & not for money.
As I am concluding this, a kannada song , by famous musician C. Ashwath, rings my mind "Kurudu Kanchana ...Kurudu Kanchana...Kuruda Kanchana kuniyuthalithu, kaalige biddavara thuliyuthalithu" ...How true!!!!!
Though nothing is proved yet legally, most recent incidence of Chief Justice Dinakaran proves what I am saying. I was shattered looking at the news. Just imagine chief justice doing so much of injustice, just for the sake of money. I am wondering in all his career, what ever decision he has given, how much of it would be justice? What justice means to this chief justice?
Another past recent incidence that rings my mind is the case of vinivinc shastri. I find it so misserable to even imagine some can go this extent of cheating people for money...I find this entire thing so wierd. I always wonder why don't people just earn honestly & enjoy every single penny that they have earned.
We have even known people like veerapan, who killed innocent elephants for their trunks. Isn't it for money again? Speaking of murders, there are uncountable number of incidences reported in the media who kill others for money. My heart sores listening to all this. I wish world was a better place to live, where people actually lived for love & values in life & not for money.
As I am concluding this, a kannada song , by famous musician C. Ashwath, rings my mind "Kurudu Kanchana ...Kurudu Kanchana...Kuruda Kanchana kuniyuthalithu, kaalige biddavara thuliyuthalithu" ...How true!!!!!
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Balegara chennaiah
Those who are familiar with kannada & kannada old songs would have definitely heard "Balegaara Chennaiah baagiLige bandihenu" atleast once. This song has featured even in Mysore Mallige, a famous kannada Movie. It is one of the song very close to my heart.
Balegaara in simple terms is a Bangle seller. He comes with loads of bangles covered in clothes & roams around the street. Who ever stops him, would pay him the money & get the bangles from him. Bangle seller would put bangles to ladies' hands & walk to the next house/street...
Last weekend since my daugther was not well, I had taken her to doctor accompanied by my niece along with my dearest mom & my sister was driving us to doctor. After meeting the doctor, when we were heading back home, we saw Balegaara Chennaiah (yes, even Now!!!!!)...Well, I don't know if he was chennaiah or not, but the 1st name that occurs to any one who has heard this song & see balegaara is by default, balegaara chennaiah. So it really slipped my mind to even ask him name. I am really hoping his name is Chennaiah :)
Well, we saw him on the way in the car & immediately both me & sister said Balegaara chennaiah instantaneously... Immediately we decided to buy the bangles from him. While we were making this decision, we saw that the balegaara had walked away quite a distance. So we decided to chase him. My sister asked my niece if she wanted any bangles from him. She was not very keen on it. Inspite of that we decided to go ahead & get bangles from him, though we never wear bangles :) It was the reflex action that made us chase him. Well, after some try we managed to get hold of our Balegara. First we asked my niece to have the pleasure of having the bangles. She chose to have pink bangles & then it was my sisters turn to wear the bangles. After a quick thinking she decided to go for the blue bangles, so that it matches the recent saree that she bought. Both my little darling Niece & my sister got 2 dozen each (1 dozen for 1 hand).. I only decided to get 1/2 dozen, as I know it hurts my daugther when I carry her. I hardly have worn bangle all my life & I know it would g waste. But Balegaara said MUTAYDHE (one who is married) should never say NO to bangles. When he said that I decided to get only 1/2 dozen bangle... That way, I neither waste the bangles nor NOT SAY NO to bangles.
What we did was something different & definitely a good feeling. On the way back home, our mind was pondering about good old days Balegaara Chennaiah :)
Balegaara in simple terms is a Bangle seller. He comes with loads of bangles covered in clothes & roams around the street. Who ever stops him, would pay him the money & get the bangles from him. Bangle seller would put bangles to ladies' hands & walk to the next house/street...
Last weekend since my daugther was not well, I had taken her to doctor accompanied by my niece along with my dearest mom & my sister was driving us to doctor. After meeting the doctor, when we were heading back home, we saw Balegaara Chennaiah (yes, even Now!!!!!)...Well, I don't know if he was chennaiah or not, but the 1st name that occurs to any one who has heard this song & see balegaara is by default, balegaara chennaiah. So it really slipped my mind to even ask him name. I am really hoping his name is Chennaiah :)
Well, we saw him on the way in the car & immediately both me & sister said Balegaara chennaiah instantaneously... Immediately we decided to buy the bangles from him. While we were making this decision, we saw that the balegaara had walked away quite a distance. So we decided to chase him. My sister asked my niece if she wanted any bangles from him. She was not very keen on it. Inspite of that we decided to go ahead & get bangles from him, though we never wear bangles :) It was the reflex action that made us chase him. Well, after some try we managed to get hold of our Balegara. First we asked my niece to have the pleasure of having the bangles. She chose to have pink bangles & then it was my sisters turn to wear the bangles. After a quick thinking she decided to go for the blue bangles, so that it matches the recent saree that she bought. Both my little darling Niece & my sister got 2 dozen each (1 dozen for 1 hand).. I only decided to get 1/2 dozen, as I know it hurts my daugther when I carry her. I hardly have worn bangle all my life & I know it would g waste. But Balegaara said MUTAYDHE (one who is married) should never say NO to bangles. When he said that I decided to get only 1/2 dozen bangle... That way, I neither waste the bangles nor NOT SAY NO to bangles.
What we did was something different & definitely a good feeling. On the way back home, our mind was pondering about good old days Balegaara Chennaiah :)
Monday, September 7, 2009
Thursday, September 3, 2009
GOD OR SUPERNATURAL POWER?
Since I have a new born, off late, I try & relate a lot of stuff kids do...
What wonders me most is as soon as babies are born & start their 1st minute on earth, how do they realize that they are hungry. They start crying non stop till they are fed. How will such small ones, who has not spent even one 1 hour on earth, realize that they are hungry. Even more wondering thing is how will they realize that if they drink milk from mouth their stomach would be full. Who would teach them how to suck? Who would teach them that taking food/milk in mouth would fill their stomach? How would they realize that their stomach is full & that they need to stop drinking milk? Crying is a natural instinct for kids. But what makes them cry when they are hungry? What makes them smile when they are not hungry?
As the days progress, I have seen kids smile & cry in their sleep. I have heard elders saying that they smile/cry in their sleep when they actually dream. Dream??? A kid dreaming of something who knows nothing in life??? That's not something acceptable. But definitely there must be something which makes them smile & cry in their sleep. TO explore further, I have had discussion on this with some known & experienced people. They are of the opinion that people do have rebirths and that this birth has no remembrance of previous life, but kids would remember it, till they can actually start communicating. Once they learn to communicate & they get absorbed into this present life they forget their previous life... Now, when they smile or cry, they are said to have dreamt of their previous life. Any good incidence in previous life is said to bring smile on their face in their sleep & any bad or not so good incidence is said to bring them a cry while they are asleep. Someone also further went a step ahead and mentioned, when you see the baby crying in the sleep, its when the God says, hey your Mommy is dead !!! & baby cries :)))) Well, may not be true, or may be true for there is no technology yet to see what others dream off...!!!
Slowly as the months pass by, babies put all their effort to learn to crawl, followed by trying to stand & walk. Now what amazes me is who is teaching them to do this? They don't understand what we say & we don't understand what is going through their mind. Who is controlling all this? Who makes them do what they do? Who tells them who their mother is? Who teaches them to speak those 1st words? Who teaches them to say words which means those correct words? How do they get so attached to "Their" people/folks. Who is the master mind behind all this? My minds whirls around WHO, WHO & WHO???
Since this is not something easily explainable, I tend to agree with elders when they say GOD controls everything in kid & only God can protect kids. Now, when it comes to Indian culture, giving a shape & a name to the GOD is not something easily that I accept. I have my own set of arguments for justifying we don't essentially need to give shape & name to GOD. But definitely agree & strongly believe that there is a supernatural power which controls all this.I have a strong feeling that day today birth & death across the globe is something that is out of technological research to find out of how & why!!! So it is only that Supernatural power which controls all this... Now, do I call this in simple terms as Supernatural power or do I accept with rest of the world & call it GOD? This is something that I am still fighting on with myself!!!!!
What wonders me most is as soon as babies are born & start their 1st minute on earth, how do they realize that they are hungry. They start crying non stop till they are fed. How will such small ones, who has not spent even one 1 hour on earth, realize that they are hungry. Even more wondering thing is how will they realize that if they drink milk from mouth their stomach would be full. Who would teach them how to suck? Who would teach them that taking food/milk in mouth would fill their stomach? How would they realize that their stomach is full & that they need to stop drinking milk? Crying is a natural instinct for kids. But what makes them cry when they are hungry? What makes them smile when they are not hungry?
As the days progress, I have seen kids smile & cry in their sleep. I have heard elders saying that they smile/cry in their sleep when they actually dream. Dream??? A kid dreaming of something who knows nothing in life??? That's not something acceptable. But definitely there must be something which makes them smile & cry in their sleep. TO explore further, I have had discussion on this with some known & experienced people. They are of the opinion that people do have rebirths and that this birth has no remembrance of previous life, but kids would remember it, till they can actually start communicating. Once they learn to communicate & they get absorbed into this present life they forget their previous life... Now, when they smile or cry, they are said to have dreamt of their previous life. Any good incidence in previous life is said to bring smile on their face in their sleep & any bad or not so good incidence is said to bring them a cry while they are asleep. Someone also further went a step ahead and mentioned, when you see the baby crying in the sleep, its when the God says, hey your Mommy is dead !!! & baby cries :)))) Well, may not be true, or may be true for there is no technology yet to see what others dream off...!!!
Slowly as the months pass by, babies put all their effort to learn to crawl, followed by trying to stand & walk. Now what amazes me is who is teaching them to do this? They don't understand what we say & we don't understand what is going through their mind. Who is controlling all this? Who makes them do what they do? Who tells them who their mother is? Who teaches them to speak those 1st words? Who teaches them to say words which means those correct words? How do they get so attached to "Their" people/folks. Who is the master mind behind all this? My minds whirls around WHO, WHO & WHO???
Since this is not something easily explainable, I tend to agree with elders when they say GOD controls everything in kid & only God can protect kids. Now, when it comes to Indian culture, giving a shape & a name to the GOD is not something easily that I accept. I have my own set of arguments for justifying we don't essentially need to give shape & name to GOD. But definitely agree & strongly believe that there is a supernatural power which controls all this.I have a strong feeling that day today birth & death across the globe is something that is out of technological research to find out of how & why!!! So it is only that Supernatural power which controls all this... Now, do I call this in simple terms as Supernatural power or do I accept with rest of the world & call it GOD? This is something that I am still fighting on with myself!!!!!
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Canteen food or home food ??
There was a time when ladies used to be home & cook good food. As a lady the major responsibility was to take care of the household things, cook well & feed everybody. I have heard some of the older ladies giving tips to young ladies "if you can give good, tasty & variety of food to your husband, be rest assured he will love you forever:)"
These days ladies are so busy in the hectic, routine schedule that they don't get time to cook...forget cooking, I know couples don't even spend time together. So serving good, tasty & variety of food at home, as per old ladies tip is a dream these days... :)
A typical day starts with cereals or oats as breakfast starts with & lunch is canteen food at office. Only proper meal for the day is dinner.
Over the lunch table, we discuss variety of topics. One fine day we discussed about the food. Irrespective of what food & variety of food they provide at canteen, none of us in our lunch group feel food is good. We always feel "Home made food is the best". Rather I should say food made by Amma, Mother is the best food on earth. When we all agree on this, a thought went through my mind...Will our kids (next generation) ever say What ever Amma makes is the best food? I definitely have 200% doubt on this. For all we know, generation next might say "Nothing beats the canteen food", if we young ladies continue this way. Only taste for breakfast ever they will know is probably cereals or maggie. I have to make all the efforts to make sure that my little ones also feel the same as I do now. "Amma, my Mother, prepares the best food ever on earth". Will it be dream come true?
These days ladies are so busy in the hectic, routine schedule that they don't get time to cook...forget cooking, I know couples don't even spend time together. So serving good, tasty & variety of food at home, as per old ladies tip is a dream these days... :)
A typical day starts with cereals or oats as breakfast starts with & lunch is canteen food at office. Only proper meal for the day is dinner.
Over the lunch table, we discuss variety of topics. One fine day we discussed about the food. Irrespective of what food & variety of food they provide at canteen, none of us in our lunch group feel food is good. We always feel "Home made food is the best". Rather I should say food made by Amma, Mother is the best food on earth. When we all agree on this, a thought went through my mind...Will our kids (next generation) ever say What ever Amma makes is the best food? I definitely have 200% doubt on this. For all we know, generation next might say "Nothing beats the canteen food", if we young ladies continue this way. Only taste for breakfast ever they will know is probably cereals or maggie. I have to make all the efforts to make sure that my little ones also feel the same as I do now. "Amma, my Mother, prepares the best food ever on earth". Will it be dream come true?
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Accident in Kadabeesanahalli
Day before yesterday, 19th August 20009, when we were driving to office, I got a SMS from our office Transport group that there is an accident near our office & that our office shuttles/buses might reach late to office campus. While I got that SMS, we were hoping that the accident was not a major one and that people involved in the accident were safe.
But as we approached mmy work place, we realised that the accident must have been a major one since there was a huge traffic jam. People were stuck in traffic for a long time, that who ever didn't have their own traffic started walking after getting down from the vehicle they were moving in.
Road was so jammed that it took 2hrs to travel 200 mts. I was still hoping that there was no loss for any body's life inspite of this traffic jam. People seemed to be more bothered about the traffic jam & reaching their offices on time. I am not saying people didn't worry about what happened to the people in the accident, but definitely, people were worried about reaching office in time etc.
As soon as I entered the office campus, I overheard some one saying a lorry has toggled down. I was still hoping that nobody is seriously injured. Over the lunch, one of my colleague told us that on the way to office he saw the accident and that there were dead bodies lying on the road. Since the time I heard that I have not been feeling good about anything
Yesterday, a local newspaper articled this accident with the head line, Accident, traffic jam for 5 hours. It mentioned that the loaded auto, which was carrying milk & the lorry had an accident near Kadabeesanahalli. Auto driver was Kiran kumar & he is spot dead in the accident. He was the resident of Kariammana Agrahara & he supported his family by running a shop supplying milk. He was married only 3 months back. Lorry driver is absconding since the accident. It mentioned that the people were stuck in traffic for 5 hours... It really looked like it was emphasizing the traffic condition. Has the life lost its meaning?
I am praying God to give all the strength to the family to face this situation and that Kiran Kumar's soul rest in peace...
But as we approached mmy work place, we realised that the accident must have been a major one since there was a huge traffic jam. People were stuck in traffic for a long time, that who ever didn't have their own traffic started walking after getting down from the vehicle they were moving in.
Road was so jammed that it took 2hrs to travel 200 mts. I was still hoping that there was no loss for any body's life inspite of this traffic jam. People seemed to be more bothered about the traffic jam & reaching their offices on time. I am not saying people didn't worry about what happened to the people in the accident, but definitely, people were worried about reaching office in time etc.
As soon as I entered the office campus, I overheard some one saying a lorry has toggled down. I was still hoping that nobody is seriously injured. Over the lunch, one of my colleague told us that on the way to office he saw the accident and that there were dead bodies lying on the road. Since the time I heard that I have not been feeling good about anything
Yesterday, a local newspaper articled this accident with the head line, Accident, traffic jam for 5 hours. It mentioned that the loaded auto, which was carrying milk & the lorry had an accident near Kadabeesanahalli. Auto driver was Kiran kumar & he is spot dead in the accident. He was the resident of Kariammana Agrahara & he supported his family by running a shop supplying milk. He was married only 3 months back. Lorry driver is absconding since the accident. It mentioned that the people were stuck in traffic for 5 hours... It really looked like it was emphasizing the traffic condition. Has the life lost its meaning?
I am praying God to give all the strength to the family to face this situation and that Kiran Kumar's soul rest in peace...
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Childhood Memories
Yesterday, since I was working from another office of mine (different location than where I usually work), I had asked my sister to come over for lunch to my office, since she works in next campus. After lunch, when she was getting back to her work place after lunch, she called me as I was entering back my office. When I went back she huged & kissed me!!!!! It was the best feeling for the day.
This triggered me my child hood memories. All of my dear ones say I have pictorial memory & I remember a lot of stuff which is not actually required. I don't know what is required and what is not. But for sure my childhood memories that I spent in my native is something I will relish through out my life.
For us sibblings summer holidays meant, heading to native, since we always stayed in Bangalore. As soon as we received our progress report for the academic year typically on April 10th, we would head to my parents native. It is in North Kanara district in Karnataka & we would spend rest of the summer vacations till the school re-opens. All our school re-admission process, getting books, etc daddy would take care while we were away.
Our vacations we mostly spent in Kadekodi, which is my maternal grandmom's house. The most fascinating thing about Kadekodi is it has a beach which is 10 mins walk from the house. We would spend most of the time in "SAMUDRA". My cousin used to come to kadekodi too for her vacations as well from Bellary. Our youngest uncle stayed in Kadekodi till his BE & he used to get there during our vacations during BE times from Hubli where he studied.
Once we all were together, a typical day goes with waking up together. All of us used to get up together. My Grandmom's place is a very nature rich place. There is a bigggggg garden in front of the house & a mountain at the back side. 10 mins walk would lead us to beach. For us it was like a paradise. We would spend most of the time in beach. Our grandpa was extremely careful about kids and always worried about the fact that we went near water. He would not let us go till evening & afternoon he made sure we slept so that we have enough stamina when we went there. Since he would let us to beach till evening, we have a different plan for afternoon. We had a dark in my grandma's place and my uncle would put a white screen in that dark room, keep the mirror outside in sunlight & made sure the light entered in to the dark room & it reflected on the white screen he had put. Then he would take a bulb, remove all the tungsten element from there meticulously, fill it up water & then hold chocolate papers in front of it, just where the sunlight is entering the dark room. Alas!!! we could see pictures on the screen :) We were so thrilled by that technique :)
On the way to Beach we would walk through gadde, field as it is known in english, where the peanuts were grown. It has a beauty of its own & no words can explain its beauty. It is like the taste of salt, unless you taste it, no one can explain you the taste :) We would pick few plants from the field & eat it on the way. We would walk through Chitte (field at a elevated region) & enjoyed every bit of walking. On the way back, when it used to be dark after sunset, we would run back home with fear especially while crossing that chitte :) After the entire peanuts are plucked after the peanut season, there would be few inside the clay. It gets roasted naturally. So on the way to beach, we would meticulously look for those burried in the clay, pick it, divide the nuts equally & all 4 of us would eat. Nothing can beat this taste.
Early mornings we used to climb the mountain which is at back of the house & return only in the afternoon. We used to pick lot of fruits on the way to up mountain, (like Garjalahannu, Kusumaale hannu, maavinahaanu, murugaluhannu etc) eat them & return. Evenings went in beach. Sometimes, we also used to go to Gore, a temple which on a high hill. More than visiting temple to us at that age, it was the trekking which we liked.
Unfortunately, we didn't have digital camera's at that age & we hardly have any photos of those times. Nevertheless, this time when I went to native, I had taken a photo on the beach. This beach still remains the best beach ever in my life & it is so close to our heart.
Time has changed, priorities have changed. All of us now busy in our own schedule. But nevertheless, I am very sure, each one of us still have the same feeling for my grandma's place & the beach like I do....
I miss those childhood days of mine :(
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Challenges of a working Mother
I had heard lot of women saying it is very tough to manage both work, home & children. Time has now given me a chance to handle it.
Today my baby turns 8 and 1/2 months. She understands a lot of things now. Morning as soon as I get ready she gets upset & starts crying. She understands that I am about to leave her back at home. Rest of her day goes in crying mostly as I hear it from my mother.
That way I am very lucky. I have my parents to support me & to take care of my kid. But still the very thought of having put my small baby under stress kills me. Looking baby cry most of the time, my parents get worked up too. I am also putting them under stress.
Being in Bangalore, lot of time goes in travelling. Close to 3 hours will be spent on road just travelling to office. Some days this travelling itself is so stressful that by the time I reach office, I get drained out...
One of my friend rightly asked...Are you doing all this ONLY for money. Well, the honest answer is NO. I always aspired to be some one recognisable in the society. I aspired for a good career. But slowly I am realising my career is taking a back priority & personal life is gaining un explainable importance. I know it is me who has to guide my daugther through lot of stuff in life. If more than 12 hours go in office/travel etc & 8 hours for sleep, I just have 4 hours to spend with my daugther. Ahewwwwwwww.....that's misserable.
Added to all this, if there are calls in the evening after reaching home, it will make life more misserable. Yeah, Kudos, recognition mails, awards etc for all the good work at office, does put a smile on my face. But it is short lived. Smile vacats my face, as soon as I remember my little one back at home, waiting for me. Eagerness with which she waits outside with my mom to receive me in the evening after 6.30 is something unexplainable.
In short, I have realised that working mother should be emotionally very strong, which I am failing misserably on...
What to Blog
For a long time, I have been thinking of blogging. But my biggest problem was I did not really know what to blog. I always thought I need a lot of information to blog before I start blogging.
But I have realised that people just blog. People just blog about anything in this world. I have seen blogs which has details of what they eat, how they spend their vacation, planning for vacation, about day to day life, about parents, life, kid, work, place, managers, team ...list is endless.
So here is my attempt to start blogging. I always wanted to cultivate the habit of blogging. So here is my first blog starting with what to blog.
Let me start with the signing up for blogspot. I realised I can use my gmail account to start blogging in Blogspot. So I started signing up... I wanted to give a unique name to my blogspot. I tried various names, including oxymorons. I tried various oxymorons like "same difference, open secret, almost exactly, even odds, freezer burn & alone together. But for some reason finally I decided to have the blogspot with my name itself, as it is easier for all my known ones to access my blogspot with just my name, so that I don't put extra space in their memory cell to remember my blogspot. Well, yes, they can add this blogspot to their favorites...But again there is a problem...as long as someone access my blogspot from same machine, adding to favorites helps. But if they want to access my blogspot from some other system, then it is easier for them to remember my blogspot which has my name rather than oxymorons. So my blogspot URL is http://www.shubharbhat.blogspot.com/ for now. I might change it later on, if I get a better name than my own name, which I doubt :)
Then when I started blogging, I had to take a decision on which font to use :) Sounds funny, but reality is that we read what we like. And most of the time, it is not what we present, it is how we present. So font does matter. After thinking for a while, I thought Verdana is a better font as it is what we are used to seeing in most of the websites. Personally, for anything unofficial I would prefer Comic Scans, as it reminds us of our childhood.
I have decided to blog atleast once a month. As long the work pressure is not too much, I should be able to match this.
What to blog...That is something that is not yet decided. But as of now I think, I will blog randomly.
Looking at what I have written in this blog, I think I can definitely blog & I can do good job blogging.
It feels good to see my 1st blog getting published :)
But I have realised that people just blog. People just blog about anything in this world. I have seen blogs which has details of what they eat, how they spend their vacation, planning for vacation, about day to day life, about parents, life, kid, work, place, managers, team ...list is endless.
So here is my attempt to start blogging. I always wanted to cultivate the habit of blogging. So here is my first blog starting with what to blog.
Let me start with the signing up for blogspot. I realised I can use my gmail account to start blogging in Blogspot. So I started signing up... I wanted to give a unique name to my blogspot. I tried various names, including oxymorons. I tried various oxymorons like "same difference, open secret, almost exactly, even odds, freezer burn & alone together. But for some reason finally I decided to have the blogspot with my name itself, as it is easier for all my known ones to access my blogspot with just my name, so that I don't put extra space in their memory cell to remember my blogspot. Well, yes, they can add this blogspot to their favorites...But again there is a problem...as long as someone access my blogspot from same machine, adding to favorites helps. But if they want to access my blogspot from some other system, then it is easier for them to remember my blogspot which has my name rather than oxymorons. So my blogspot URL is http://www.shubharbhat.blogspot.com/ for now. I might change it later on, if I get a better name than my own name, which I doubt :)
Then when I started blogging, I had to take a decision on which font to use :) Sounds funny, but reality is that we read what we like. And most of the time, it is not what we present, it is how we present. So font does matter. After thinking for a while, I thought Verdana is a better font as it is what we are used to seeing in most of the websites. Personally, for anything unofficial I would prefer Comic Scans, as it reminds us of our childhood.
I have decided to blog atleast once a month. As long the work pressure is not too much, I should be able to match this.
What to blog...That is something that is not yet decided. But as of now I think, I will blog randomly.
Looking at what I have written in this blog, I think I can definitely blog & I can do good job blogging.
It feels good to see my 1st blog getting published :)
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)