Dreaming

Me {trying to be as calm as possible} : Did I ask you to follow my instructions?
He : Yes
Me : Did I instruct?
He : Yes
Me : Did you hear me instruct?
He : Yes
Me : Then why did you not follow the instructions?
He {with the sweetest & the most innocent smile ever} : Because I was dreaming

That was a bit of conversation I was having with my 6yr old hero. He comes to me for help with his asanas. He challenges me with his short attention span... every session... every min...

I just loved the innocence of his reply. Wish I could be as honest & upfront like him when it comes my sensitive areas............

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Pampering

That was two 8yr olds idea of pampering me. My return gift for making them pizza. It was Kiddo's friend's idea to make me feel special. What did they make??? 

Well.... the red plate had apple, cucumber & honey. The white plate has..... tomatoes, onion, banana & chocolate. Oh! There was also a mug of coffee... loaded with sugar to calm my nerves... :-) 

Kids & their innocence.... :-) :-) :-) 

Toss that Grenade

Hard is not relative. Hard is Hard
but that is on them, not on you....
closet is no place.....

Sigh!

The Ray Effect

Dad {to his 5yr old son}: Diddo... this is a Pomeranian puppy!
Diddo {equally excited to learn something new}: Dada... will we become x-ray if it bites?

Dad is still alive... & that locality is still reeling under the effects my laughter!!





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Quiss!!

Question.... 

What did I find interesting enough to click this pic? And of cos post in here?

;;-)

I dont know

He : I don't know what to do! I just don't know how to fix it!

He was pouring out while he was one step away from stoned. All the while he was going on... All I could hear was...

You know what you have to do. You know exactly what has to be done. Its just that...........

I don't know... its your excuse... you should know why you hide behind that excuse... :-P

PS.
Is there a way I can make money out of this? Listening to others marriage woes?

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Get Well Soon Dear

Kiddo came up with this get well soon fan as she did not have time to make a get well soon card!

My dear... it doesn't feel good to see you like this... but I am clueless on how I can be of use. I am hoping that when it is time... that too will clear up.... 

Till then... lots & lots of hugs for you... and of course kisses too... :-)

Love Bites Again

Copied from a friend's status note...

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”
― Neil Gaiman, The Sandman.

SP.... You need to have a special department for handling fools like this! Tsk! Tsk!

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Look who dropped by

The yoga sessions for 2 kids turned out to be an exciting one when two 8yr olds & a 3yr old joined. The energy levels sky rocketed with their presence.... Yes! So did the decibel levels! 

Thank you kids! For giving me a change in routine.

PS.
I was on verge of a panic attack. Special thanks to Kiddo for keeping me engaged. 

Love... Bites?

He : Premavum eluppama... kodukkaan... thirichu kittumo ennu thittamilla..

Which loosely translates to...
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.
.
.

I am not in the mood to translate this. If any one knows the English translation for this... Please post it in the comments section.

Whatever said... Your line did bring a smile on my face... :-) Thank you... for being patient with my silly nothings... :-)

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Picnic Pack!!

Finally!!!! I baked! And did a some basic icing. For the picnic organized by Kiddo & her friends.

As my dad's friend's dad says... "Sugar, milk, egg... There is no way you can go wrong with the taste when you have great ingredients!" 

Oooooo! While I was writing this down... it struck me... it is true in a broad sense....

"No way you can go wrong when you have great ingredients!" 

The Story of My Life

This song was being played in the radio today. And I could immediately connect with the opening lines. The shades of notoriety by the female singer just added to charm. That was exactly how I would go. Ho! Goosebumps!!

Those lines explains exactly how things were. I make the move after swallowing my pride, and this was exactly what I get.

:-)

Judges please note... Only the opening lines are true. There was never any space for me to go... chhod diya to haath maloge samjhe or chaar kadam bhi chal na sakoge samjhe :-D But 99% of the time... This is sooooo true... roothe to huzooe the meri kya khataa

I am glad that there are more like me in this world... ;-)

But... For a moment... while listening to this song... I just wished... there were no virtual modes for communication!!

Enjoy the song... :-)

Lyrics & Translation from www.bollywhat-forum.com

achha ji main haari chalo maan jaao na //alright, I admit defeat, now please don't be mad at me
dekhi sab ki yaari mera dil jalaao na) (2) //I've seen your friendship now don't tease me anymore

chhote se kusoor pe aise ho khafaa //why are you so mad at one small mistake?
roothe to huzooe the meri kya khataa //but it was you who was sulking, why blame me?

dekho dil na todo //look, don't hurt my heart please
chhodo haath chhodo //leave my hand

dekho dil na todo
arre chhodo haath chhodo

chhod diya to haath maloge samjhe //if I leave your hand (i.e. leave you) then you will repent, understand?
aji samjhe //ah I understand

(achha ji main haari chalo maan jaao na
dekhi sab ki yaari mera dil jalaao na) (2)

(jeevan ke yeh raaste lambe hai sanam
dear, paths of life are long
kaatenge yeh zinadgi thokar kha ke hum) (2) //I'll just go by however

hoye zaalim saath le le //o cruel one, take me with you
achhe hum akele //[no thanks], I am fine by myself

hoye zaalim saath le le
hey achhe hum akele

chaar kadam bhi chal na sakoge samjhe //you won't be able to manage even four-steps [without me], see?
haan samjhe //yes I do

achha ji main haari chalo maan jaao na
dekhi sab ki yaari mera dil jalaao na

jaao reh sakoge na tum bhi chain se //alright go ahead, you won't be able to live in peace
tum to khair lootna jeene ke maze //and of course, you will be having fun of life

kya karna hai jee ke //what's point of living?
ho rehna kissi ke //enjoy being someone else's

kya karna hai jee ke
arre ho rehna kissi ke

hum na rahe to yaad karoge samjhe //if I am not with you then you will miss me badly, got it?
samjhe //Gotcha!

(achha ji main haari chalo maan jaao na
dekhi sab ki yaari mera dil jalaao na) (2)

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Identifying the crossover

She {with her head & eyes down}: Thanks!
Me {completely clueless}: Eh?
She {looks up at me}: For sticking up for me.... I heard overheard your conversation with him... Thank you for that.

Yesterday, in office, He was trying to get her to commit to a cause. From the moment he started on that topic, there were confusions written all over her face. I could clearly see that she is torn.... torn between what she wants to do & what she has to do.

He might have had a good ultimate goal. But my dear friend... you need to understand... the transition... The transition from being motivational to being pushy.... You need to identify when this transition occurs in your subjects & learn how to step back.

When it has to happen... it will happen... Till then ensure that they have their safety gear on without making much noise... ;-)

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Bakasana

This was one of the asanas I spent sitting down. I could never lift myself off the ground let alone my feet! I use this time to observe others & breath in all possible meanings of awe. Until...... 

How did it happen? I still am not sure. Its like you slap the TV & it starts working again. All I can say is... a lot of things I have been working on would have contributed. The weight loss? The regular practice? Did I mention the weight loss?? I have no well defined answer. 

Like all other things in my life... this too happened... when it was meant to happen... :-) My only hope is... it was just not an exception ;-) O:-)

PS.
I was able to stand on my hands for an extremely short duration of time. Which still is a huge achievement for me. Hey! I am some one who could never take her feet off the ground and balance. :-)

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Bday Card

Kiddo had been preparing for this bday since... hmmm... errr... I lost track. I believe its safe to say she has been preparing since her own bday! 

But this one turned out to be quite different... different because she actually researched on her characters this time. When she finalized on Angel Gabriel. She went around trying to find out what exactly is an Angel & what do they do.  {Psst! I believe her findings explains the conversation. What she learned about Angels were - they are messengers of the God} 

And the largest of these went out as a gift. Some perks of having kids patient enough to make stuffs... ;-) 

Gyan for the Day

"To be hypocritical, you have to be someone else. When you laugh at other's weakness, you lose your strength to improve yourselves. Look what you have made of something within you that was pure and divine. Make peace with your true self." 

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Actions of the now

Me {all confused}: Why do you want to call him?
Kiddo : I want to speak with him.
Me {still not clear}: But you don't even like him! Why do you want to speak with him?

I guess my surprise was around the fact that she let go off her personal clashes & saw what was important... :-)

And I revisit this statement by a friend...
"Your actions are yours... that too... of the now..."

I just saw it all unravel in her action...

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Invites

I bump into this after the potluck dinner at our place the last night. Kiddo was unable to stick it at our door last night. 

Psst! I loved her depiction of Potluck! Considering the fact that all of us were experimenting with our culinary skills, the Luck was indeed a requirement. Was also reminded of my friends words, "Is it potluck or best of luck?"... The best of luck here refers to my cooking. Yes! I know! Can't blame him. Now shall we check out Kiddo's invite please... :-P 

Agree with Peers

Last night, I was speaking with a friend of mine. And, during the conversation we realize, we have known each other for 20yrs!! Something he said during our retrospection caught my attention.... 

"You dont have to do agree with your peers just to fit in." 

Kiddo... I am posting this just for you. And I would like to add... you do not have to do stuffs the way people expect you to do. There is absolutely nothing wrong if, one fine day, you decide to stop doing things the way people expect you to do. 

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I-W

Kiddo : Amma... I W
Me : :-)
Kiddo {a bit surprised}: You know the meaning??? How do you know???????
Me {going all smug}: I have been with your dad much before you :-)

Aaah! I love these all-knowing-smiling exits!! :-)


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Puffed up

She : My dad has come. He saw my first born & said that his chest has opened up a bit. I couldn't make the difference as I keep seeing him everyday. They are meeting him after 4 months & this is what dad said.
Me {a bit embarrassed}: Can I do a victory dance?

I help one of my friend's child with his yoga practice. He was my first child student. Ooo... he was a challenge for me. All those extra stretching & jumping & scolding & reading.... A session with him... for him used to drain me like hell.

Her dad's words just made me go.... Joey's victory dance... in my mind.... ;-)


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Grrrrr....

I can so relate to this image now!! Grrr!!!

Take a deep breath in...
Hold it!
And breath out slow & steady....

Aaaaaaa :'( I will do it! I will definitely do it!!

Kavilammeeeee... Please... :-(


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Scene One...

Continued....

All the while He & She were busy behind the doors, I was taken through this excerpt from the book I read the previous night.

Oja left the door open and went back to sit on the floor and stare at the television. From seven to nine every evening, she was hypnotized by the melancholic Tamil soaps. During this time she encourage everybody to disappear. 
Ayyan sat beside her and watched the serial patiently.'Why is that woman crying?' he asked to irritate her. 'Last night too she was crying. She has no dialogue?'
Oja did not respond. Her own large interested eyes were moist.
He told her, 'I come home after a hard day's work and you just sit and watch TV?'
Her nostrils flared a bit but she chose to remain silent. That was her strategy.
'You know, Oja,' he said, as he began these things, 'rich people have a name for everyhing. They even have a word for the time a man spends with his family. 
''Really?' she asked without turning round.
'They call it Quality Time.'

All the while Ayyan was knowingly pushing his luck. And that was exactly what He did. He was pushing his luck by irritating an already irritated wife. Oh! some of the lines used by He were exact same. Wonder whether they learn this the moment they become 'Husband'!

End result? He & She gets into a fist fight... which included She throwing water on He & He throwing water on She...

All I can say is..... :-) :-*

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Scene One

Scene One

A closed door... Okay! There is no scene one. There is only one scene. A closed door. You can hear muffled sounds from behind that door.

She : Aah! Aaaa {and the likes}
He : {Well his sounds were not audible, but there were a few Aahs & a few oohs}

And I look around wondering what to do. I was holding their infant. The elder one was blissfully playing with Kiddo. And I was looking around for a escape route.

Finally the door opened. She comes out blushing with her long silky hair all mashed up. He spots an expression between should I blush or should I grin. Oh! Yea... he was pulling up his pants.

And then we all burst out laughing.

To be continued....

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