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Unshakable Bonds?

I was sitting with a friend and chatting with him about the resignation letter he put today, just after lunch. Had a cup of coffee on the table. I observe that there’s continuous shaking of the table. That’s when I realized that the chair was shaking too, I asked him “are you shaking your legs?” for which he responded with “No, but someone is surely shaking their legs.” That’s when we realized it was an earthquake. It was too much to ignore. We asked the lady on the other table and she confirmed the weird shaking too.

We got up from our tables and then we see people rushing out of the cafeteria in groups. All headed towards the elevators and staircase. The tremors had ceased by the time we got down the stairs of eight floors. I was jokingly telling my friend that he just put his papers and it made the earth shake, what would happen when he leaves. That’s when we got to know about the 8.9 Richter scale earthquake in Indonesia and about the tremors that have been felt across so many states in India. Within ten minutes the networks were jammed, with people trying to reach their loved ones. Such are the bonds of love and care aren’t they?

The whole incident brought back memories from childhood. My first experience with an earthquake was way back in school ( I am sure that people who are good with dates would still remember the year atleast, but I’ve forgotten it. 😦 ). We were all in class when we it was announced that there was an earthquake and we had to evacuate the building. All kids were rushed to the open grounds adjacent to the school campus. Being kids and it being theΒ only time such Β a thing had happened in Bangalore, we were terrified.

All girls were sobbing and wanted to go back home. Those being the days when kids didn’t carry mobile phone, we couldn’t contact anyone. I vividly remember crying and expressing the wish to meet my sister. When my friends asked why am I not concerned about my parents, I told that they would manage to be fine on their own, but my sis was alone at college. I wondered how she would reach home. I remembered her a million times and prayed and prayed for her to be safe.

We were so close to each other. We would talk about everything. Since the age difference is more, she was always like a second mom, taking care of me and reprimanding me for anything wrong I did, but supporting me at all times. She was and is my savior in a lot of situations. Times and responsibilities have changed. Having a full time job and a prankster at home, she is occupied all the time. We don’t speak for weeks together sometimes. When we do meet up, the tiny tot is the obvious one to get all the attention. Hopefully we get time soon to catch up and act like typical sisters. πŸ˜€

You tell me, what were you upto, when mother earth decided to do a jig?? πŸ˜‰


Filed under Chennai, family, love, memories, nammaBengaluru, sis

Count Your Blessings

I crib a lot. All the time. Sort of the kind who finds happiness in being unhappy. πŸ˜‰ I gotta do something about it. Decided to put down here, the things which according to me are blessings in disguise. πŸ™‚

– The first spell of rain after the scorching summer.

– A tree filled with the brightest of flowers.

– Baby talk and laughter. πŸ˜€

– One glass of cool water after a tiring day.

– The friend calling you at the right time, when you are feeling low.

– The dripping ice-cream you are licking away. πŸ˜›

– The concern in mom’s voice.

– Puppy’s lick.

Don’t just the thought of these things bring a smile on your face? So if they aren’t blessings what are they? Don’t you agree?


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You were asleep the last time I came baby…Β  And asleep till I was about to leave. You woke up with time just enough for you to wave me goodbye and me to smother you with kisses. No matter how much love I shower you with, it’s just not enough. You are the tiny soul who fills our life with happiness with just a smile of yours. All of us forget the worries, the tensions and the misunderstandings when we hold your in our arms.

Times when your cheek’s red with a mosquito bite or you get tiny bruises unknowingly or have running nose are the times of most distress for us all. Time’s running so fast and you are growing up so soon :(. You can already stand, speak words, wave, point out, recognize everyone, recognize toys and sounds and your food. You already have four teeth. πŸ˜€

You are already ONE year old. πŸ™‚

Happy Birthday my darling nephew!! God bless you with good health and happiness all your life… Love you.. πŸ™‚


There’s a song in Kannada which goes –

guDiyaliruva shilegaLLella devarante, guNaviruva manujarella makkaLante.

makkaLigu devarigu bhedavilla, ibbara manadalu kapaTavilla.

This is roughly translated to –

All the sculptures in a temple are said to be God, All the human beings with good nature are said to be children.

There is no difference between children and God, they both have no impurity in their hearts.


Though the translation takes away the beauty in the kannada lyrics, it’s so true isn’t it? πŸ™‚


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The Baby Update 2

He’s grown a lot from the time I last wrote about him here. He’s about a month away from turning a year old. Time just flew by from the time we used feel him kicking inside my sis’s tummy to now, when he’s on his feet with full enthusiasm to starting walking and running. The tiny legs growing strong everyday and moving a step closer to begin walking. Every tiny thing that he does is a thing of delight for us to watch.

He plays happily with his ajji, thatha and appa until he spots his amma. Immediately there’s a squeal and he crawls to where she stands, turning around and giving a grin to the people he left behind. His amma gives him a tough time by running around in the house trying to escape from him. πŸ˜€ The squeals just grow louder. The surprise was when one day all of a sudden the squeals and wailing turned into a soft calling of ma-ma-ma-ma. Now he beautifully calls her amma. Oh! the delight that she must be feeling. πŸ™‚

The grin just got toothier. πŸ˜€ The crankiness for a while made us guess that we are soon gonna witness a tiny tooth popping up. In less than a month he had three. He announced their arrival by by making the noise when gritting his teeth. Now the smile looks sweeter. πŸ™‚

The last time I saw him he could say pa too. The time you can hear him laugh is when he’s playing with his dad. The happiness when thrown into air by his dad is shown by bursting out into a peal of laughter. Best music that you can hear. πŸ™‚

He’s gonna be one naughty fella for sure!! He has now learnt to scold people who are scolding him. I haven’t been lucky as yet to see this. But from what I’ve heard he sounds absolutely adorable. πŸ™‚ His amma and ajji say that he points his finger to the person and says thi-thi-thi-thi. Surely scolding in his baby language considering the context in which he does that. I so wanna see this. 😦

He had already mastered the art of saying goodbye to people by waving his hand. All that you have to do is step back a little and say “bye bye, ta ta”, instantly he lifts his cute littleΒ hand gives a perfect goodbye wave if he’s in a good mood and a sloppy wave if he’s disinterested. πŸ˜€

We sisters LOVE Calvin and Hobbes. πŸ˜€ I used always question my sister that what would she do if her son turns out to be like Calvin. Looking at how naughty he is right now, we are in for a lot of surprises in his growing up years I guess. He’s not gonna be anything less than Calvin. I want to gift him a Hobbes when he turns a year old. A toy that’s gonna be his friend. I know that boy’s generally don’t play with soft toys, but its not a rule right?? The only problem is that Calvin and Hobbes is not merchandised. Now I’m on the look out for a good looking tiger which will be the Hobbes for my dearest nephew. πŸ™‚

Leaving you with strips from Calvin and Hobbes. πŸ™‚ I hope the tiny one grows up to be happier and naughtier. πŸ˜‰


What say Anu? πŸ˜€

P.S: This post just HAD to be full of smileys. πŸ™‚


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>Feat oh Feet!!

>Yay!!! My darling nephew caught his toe in his fingers for the first time today.. πŸ™‚
Congratulations on this feat, dear boy!! πŸ˜€


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>The Baby Update

>He rules the hearts and the house!! He’s almost 4 months old and it’s already giving me the feeling the he’s growing up too soon 😦 The teeny baby which came to its maternal grandparent’s home in August, is now ready to go back home… He and my sis will be going back to their house in a couple of weeks… 😦

I hardly get to see him and when I do, I can’t get enough of him.. The time flies by when you sit next to him babbling nonsense and cooing at him. He smiles, laughs and gurgles in response. It’s such a delight to watch him do just that.

He has recently started turning over to one side and sleeping. The smart fellow lies straight, turns over to the side, again turns to lie down straight and keeps repeating the same, having happily found out that this trick makes him go round in the bed πŸ˜€

His best friend till a few weeks back was the cieling fan, which my sis lovingly calls the “Fanny Boy!!”. He used to watch it with awe and talk to it in his baby language. He has suddenly started getting scared of his Fanny Boy and starts crying at the sight of it rotating.. 😦 I heard recently that he cried terribly on seeing the rotating fans at a function they had taken him to… 😦

On the first day of my two day weekend visit, he spends staring at me wondering, “Who is this?? Seems familiar. She keeps turning up every two weeks!!”. By the second day he figures out that I’m his chikki and happily talks to me and laughs on seeing me, making it difficult for me to leave later in the night.

All these months almost all the activities in the house depended on whether he’s sleeping, he’s awake, he’s crying, he’s playing, he’s hungry etc. My parent’s especially are gonna miss him terribly. He being their “Kullanti” and “Bangari”, they are used to spending their day around him. They now have to go back and get used to staying in the same old empty house. 😦

Gonna miss you so much sweetheart!!!


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