It is a five minutes drive from my colony gate to my work place.I take auto (vikram, an eight seater)whenever I miss my school bus,which I often do!
That day I boarded a Vikram,a less crowded one. The music was on which was not very loud, It was a sufi-Kawwali.It had words like 'Murshad' 'Sazada' etc
As soon as I started enjoying it I reached my destination . While giving money to the driver I told him "Cassette achha hai"(Cassette is very good)
He nodded and smiled.His taste and his manners made those five miutes so plesant for me and that was a good start of the day.
On the other hand sometimes we meet educated and sophisticated ppl and a look or a comment from them is enough to spoil the day.
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
Tuesday, May 03, 2005
Laugh - 2
I don't see Shekhar Suman's show on TV now a days. And dare I mention Sajid Khan,... Manish and DJ will remove my blog from their 'Fav List'.
Yesterday I realised that I didn't have a hearty laugh for looong,before I sat with my lil ones and watched "Taakeshi's Castle" on POGO.Its a Japanese game show and commentry is dubbed by Javed Jaffery :-)
Life has become so monotonous.Same routine...I brooded ! MONOTONY reminds me of Ajit the LOIN.
One of the famous Ajit Jokes goes like this:
Ajit: Raabert ye Mona aur tony ki jodi ko tor do!!
Robert: Kyon sarkaar???
Ajit: Bahut monotony ho rahi hai!!!
one more:
Robert: Sarkaar Michael ka kya kare?
Ajit : Isse liquid oxygen me daal do!
Robert : ????
Ajit : Liquid isse jeene nahi dega ....aur oxygen isse marne nahi dega!
Shall I pray 'God give me my daily bread and daily laugh too'.
Yesterday I realised that I didn't have a hearty laugh for looong,before I sat with my lil ones and watched "Taakeshi's Castle" on POGO.Its a Japanese game show and commentry is dubbed by Javed Jaffery :-)
Life has become so monotonous.Same routine...I brooded ! MONOTONY reminds me of Ajit the LOIN.
One of the famous Ajit Jokes goes like this:
Ajit: Raabert ye Mona aur tony ki jodi ko tor do!!
Robert: Kyon sarkaar???
Ajit: Bahut monotony ho rahi hai!!!
one more:
Robert: Sarkaar Michael ka kya kare?
Ajit : Isse liquid oxygen me daal do!
Robert : ????
Ajit : Liquid isse jeene nahi dega ....aur oxygen isse marne nahi dega!
Shall I pray 'God give me my daily bread and daily laugh too'.
Friday, April 08, 2005
Mom's Diary--2
“Mercury’s day is longer than its year”.
He only told me how is it possible.
“Christopher Columbus’s dream was to make a westward passage to the Indies, the land of untold riches…..”
When I told him this Indies is our India only, he asks why and how we became so poor?
Shares with me humorous and interesting he has read .
Has not told me his favorite wish as
“If you tell your wish it does not get fulfilled”
---- Betty.(Archie’s)
He reads most of the time but NOT his text-books.
He never stood 1st in his class.
He obtained 92% marks .( Don’t think I’m boasting. 92% is considered just average now a days)
When I see other moms teaching their children religiously, I resolute that I too will teach him at home.
He was taken aback to see my strange behavior!
I made him cram some answers like:
‘Plants, humans and animal need air to live.’
When I checked his answer sheet in school, he had written
“All living things need air to live.”
What I want to know is
Getting 100% marks at this stage will make any difference in the long run?
Is it necessary to make him sit everyday for an hour and make him revise whatever he has done in school..
He only told me how is it possible.
“Christopher Columbus’s dream was to make a westward passage to the Indies, the land of untold riches…..”
When I told him this Indies is our India only, he asks why and how we became so poor?
Shares with me humorous and interesting he has read .
Has not told me his favorite wish as
“If you tell your wish it does not get fulfilled”
---- Betty.(Archie’s)
He reads most of the time but NOT his text-books.
He never stood 1st in his class.
He obtained 92% marks .( Don’t think I’m boasting. 92% is considered just average now a days)
When I see other moms teaching their children religiously, I resolute that I too will teach him at home.
He was taken aback to see my strange behavior!
I made him cram some answers like:
‘Plants, humans and animal need air to live.’
When I checked his answer sheet in school, he had written
“All living things need air to live.”
What I want to know is
Getting 100% marks at this stage will make any difference in the long run?
Is it necessary to make him sit everyday for an hour and make him revise whatever he has done in school..
Friday, February 25, 2005
Guru..r Brhama (Teacher isGod)
I remember , an anecdote in TOI middle page, by someone abt his teacher. In short :
In his class (4th or 5th std) one child drew the picture of the teacher on the black board . .When the teacher came and asked , “Who did it?”, there was a silence. The teacher was furious but kept her calm and told the children that drawing sketches and caricatures is an art . One can opt it as a profession also .She gave the example of famous cartoonists .
She praised the sketch/ caricature on the black-board and very politely asked who drew it? The child feeling proud after the maa’m praised him, came forward expecting applauds, and what he got…..a tight slap on his face!!
Day before my daughter was doing her maths Home-Work( sums of Percentage) and was taking longer than usual .When inquired she showed me a note written by the teacher:
“Do it twenty times”
Her fault, she was doing it in the class, after submitting her CW.
20 times!!
Why should a child suffer because of eccentric teachers?
We get to hear and read in newspapers many (horror) stories about the cruel behaviour of the school teachers. Should govt fix some guidelines for them,e.g. They must not humiliate the children.Right, sometimes children also try their patience but then every problem has a solution.
As a student and as a teacher I came across different types of teachers strict and polite (both lovable) Charming. Ones who cd make history and civics interesting , others who cd turn maths into a nightmare Boring . Just OK . Good , and the Gods.
I think if a teacher has a good command over the subject and he teaches it well then all his sins are forgiven J
I wd like to know from my experienced friends here :
1.What a teacher should never do i.e. what irritates the students most.
2.What are the small gestures that make the students happy and get interested in the class.
3.Name one(or more) teacher you remember fondly ,and why?
In his class (4th or 5th std) one child drew the picture of the teacher on the black board . .When the teacher came and asked , “Who did it?”, there was a silence. The teacher was furious but kept her calm and told the children that drawing sketches and caricatures is an art . One can opt it as a profession also .She gave the example of famous cartoonists .
She praised the sketch/ caricature on the black-board and very politely asked who drew it? The child feeling proud after the maa’m praised him, came forward expecting applauds, and what he got…..a tight slap on his face!!
Day before my daughter was doing her maths Home-Work( sums of Percentage) and was taking longer than usual .When inquired she showed me a note written by the teacher:
“Do it twenty times”
Her fault, she was doing it in the class, after submitting her CW.
20 times!!
Why should a child suffer because of eccentric teachers?
We get to hear and read in newspapers many (horror) stories about the cruel behaviour of the school teachers. Should govt fix some guidelines for them,e.g. They must not humiliate the children.Right, sometimes children also try their patience but then every problem has a solution.
As a student and as a teacher I came across different types of teachers strict and polite (both lovable) Charming. Ones who cd make history and civics interesting , others who cd turn maths into a nightmare Boring . Just OK . Good , and the Gods.
I think if a teacher has a good command over the subject and he teaches it well then all his sins are forgiven J
I wd like to know from my experienced friends here :
1.What a teacher should never do i.e. what irritates the students most.
2.What are the small gestures that make the students happy and get interested in the class.
3.Name one(or more) teacher you remember fondly ,and why?
Friday, January 28, 2005
Joys and woes
Matters which made me sad\happy during these days .
My evening walks too make me happy.As I move on many people pass me by.Mostly I'm with my inner self, but do overhear what others say sometimes.e.g.
"Ay tum school jaate ho? Kya hota hai wahaan?"
says a boy pushing a vegetable cart,to another.
A cyclist whistling an old hindi song...
Then I noticed a very big heap of logs, which looked a lot like ...a heap of skeletons.They are cutting green trees marcilessly.Is there any place where I can complain about this mass slaughter!!
Each tree's death diminishes me indeed!
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Two months back my son told me that one of his classmates (one of the twins) was kidnapped.I was in a state of shock,thinking about what that 7 yrs old must be going through and plight of his mother left me sleepless for days.He was always there in my prayers.
My prayers were answered...last week the boy cameback safely I don't know abt the ransom etc.
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My evening walks too make me happy.As I move on many people pass me by.Mostly I'm with my inner self, but do overhear what others say sometimes.e.g.
"Ay tum school jaate ho? Kya hota hai wahaan?"
says a boy pushing a vegetable cart,to another.
A cyclist whistling an old hindi song...
Then I noticed a very big heap of logs, which looked a lot like ...a heap of skeletons.They are cutting green trees marcilessly.Is there any place where I can complain about this mass slaughter!!
Each tree's death diminishes me indeed!
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Two months back my son told me that one of his classmates (one of the twins) was kidnapped.I was in a state of shock,thinking about what that 7 yrs old must be going through and plight of his mother left me sleepless for days.He was always there in my prayers.
My prayers were answered...last week the boy cameback safely I don't know abt the ransom etc.
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Thursday, January 13, 2005
"Anyway"
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This is often attributed to Mother Teresa as a copy was on her wall but it was written by Kent M Keith when he was 19,and first published by Harvard Students' Agency in 1968.
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People are often unreasonable, illogical and self-centered;
Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway.
If you are successful, you will win some false friends and true enemies;
Succeed anyway.
If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you;
Be honest anyway.
What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight;
Build anyway.
If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.
The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow;
Do good anyway.
Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough;
Give the world the best you've got anyway.
You see, in the final analysis, it is between you and God;
It was never between you and them anyway.
Mother Teresa
This is often attributed to Mother Teresa as a copy was on her wall but it was written by Kent M Keith when he was 19,and first published by Harvard Students' Agency in 1968.
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People are often unreasonable, illogical and self-centered;
Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway.
If you are successful, you will win some false friends and true enemies;
Succeed anyway.
If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you;
Be honest anyway.
What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight;
Build anyway.
If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.
The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow;
Do good anyway.
Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough;
Give the world the best you've got anyway.
You see, in the final analysis, it is between you and God;
It was never between you and them anyway.
Mother Teresa
Friday, January 07, 2005
Why is love blind ?
My all time fav FWD mail.)
Love is blind. If u want to know why then read this:
A long time ago, before the world was created and humans set foot on it, God had put all the human "qualities" in a separate room. Since all the qualities were bored they decided to play hide & seek
."Madness" was one of the qualities and he shouted: "I want to count, I want to count!" And since nobody was crazy enough to want to seek "Madness", all the other qualities agreed. So "Madness" leaned against a tree and started to count: "One, two, three..." As "Madness" counted, the qualities went hiding. "Reason" hid in a pile of garbage..
"Lie " said that it would hide under a stone, but hid at the bottom of the lake. And Madness continued to count "... seventy nine, eighty, eighty one..."
By this time, all the qualities were already hidden-except "Love ". For stupid as "Love" is, he could not decide where to hide. And this should not surprise us, because we all know how difficult it is to hide "Love"."Madness": "...ninety five, ninety six, ninety seven..." Just when "Madness"got to one hundred........."Love" jumped into a rose bush where he hid.
Madness turned around and shouted: "I'm coming, I'm coming!" As Madness turned around, "Laziness" was the first to be found, because "Laziness" wastoo lazy to hide."Madness" searched madly and found "Lie" at the bottom of the lake. One by one, Madness found them all - except Love.Madness was getting desperate, unable to find Love.
Envious of Love, "Envy" whispered to "Madness ": "You only need to find Love, and Love is hiding in the rose bush.""Madness" Jumped on the rose bush and he heard loud cry. The thorns in the bush had pierced Love's eyes.
Hearing the commotion God came into the room and saw what had happened. He got very angry and cursed "Madness" and said since "Love" has become blind because of u.....u shall always be with him"And so it came about that from that day on, Love is blind and is always accompanied by Madness.
Love is blind. If u want to know why then read this:
A long time ago, before the world was created and humans set foot on it, God had put all the human "qualities" in a separate room. Since all the qualities were bored they decided to play hide & seek
."Madness" was one of the qualities and he shouted: "I want to count, I want to count!" And since nobody was crazy enough to want to seek "Madness", all the other qualities agreed. So "Madness" leaned against a tree and started to count: "One, two, three..." As "Madness" counted, the qualities went hiding. "Reason" hid in a pile of garbage..
"Lie " said that it would hide under a stone, but hid at the bottom of the lake. And Madness continued to count "... seventy nine, eighty, eighty one..."
By this time, all the qualities were already hidden-except "Love ". For stupid as "Love" is, he could not decide where to hide. And this should not surprise us, because we all know how difficult it is to hide "Love"."Madness": "...ninety five, ninety six, ninety seven..." Just when "Madness"got to one hundred........."Love" jumped into a rose bush where he hid.
Madness turned around and shouted: "I'm coming, I'm coming!" As Madness turned around, "Laziness" was the first to be found, because "Laziness" wastoo lazy to hide."Madness" searched madly and found "Lie" at the bottom of the lake. One by one, Madness found them all - except Love.Madness was getting desperate, unable to find Love.
Envious of Love, "Envy" whispered to "Madness ": "You only need to find Love, and Love is hiding in the rose bush.""Madness" Jumped on the rose bush and he heard loud cry. The thorns in the bush had pierced Love's eyes.
Hearing the commotion God came into the room and saw what had happened. He got very angry and cursed "Madness" and said since "Love" has become blind because of u.....u shall always be with him"And so it came about that from that day on, Love is blind and is always accompanied by Madness.
Thursday, December 16, 2004
You must be a ...
You have all the answers,
still sometimes you are speechless.
You are worried, depressed, excited,
confident, contented and delighted.
You are a child, an adult, a preacher,
guilty, a realist, a dreamer,
conscious that little eyes are judging you
and unconsciously imitating you.
You have a responsibility to pass on
the traits like honesty and time management.
Have to set an example.
But you too are human!!
There is always a prayer
on your lips.
And the list goes on....
Hey...you must be a Mom
still sometimes you are speechless.
You are worried, depressed, excited,
confident, contented and delighted.
You are a child, an adult, a preacher,
guilty, a realist, a dreamer,
conscious that little eyes are judging you
and unconsciously imitating you.
You have a responsibility to pass on
the traits like honesty and time management.
Have to set an example.
But you too are human!!
There is always a prayer
on your lips.
And the list goes on....
Hey...you must be a Mom
Tuesday, December 07, 2004
Apartheid
She grew up with a sis (didi) who was beautiful and had long lovely tresses, and a bro (bhai) who made her laugh till she cried. Both the siblings never ever made her realize (even during the worst fights) that they had a complexion many shades lighter than hers.When the outsiders (read relatives) reminded her, bro and sis were there as a shield.
School: Teachers loved her.
College: Teachers…who are they?
Friends : See a trailer.
A day before holi,Parul dancing ON the table in the college (all gals) canteen, exactly like Amitabh, enthralling the huge crowd of girls. Singers, dancer , players(state\ national level) Head-girl, all were there in her gang.
Marriage: She saw the boy and said NO. “ ..he is very fair (kitna gora hai.)I I’ll be conscious throughout my life.
Then she met “boy’s” parents. They were a very fair and cute middle aged couple. Had a casual chat over a cup f tea.
That day while watching TV when she sat near hubby dear, who was engrossed in a book. She said: see the contrast your hand and mine…
"Hey why did you marry me"?
He didn’t even hear her. Hmm what? So she had to repeat. He smiled and said:
“Because love is colour- blind,” and got busy in the book again.
School: Teachers loved her.
College: Teachers…who are they?
Friends : See a trailer.
A day before holi,Parul dancing ON the table in the college (all gals) canteen, exactly like Amitabh, enthralling the huge crowd of girls. Singers, dancer , players(state\ national level) Head-girl, all were there in her gang.
Marriage: She saw the boy and said NO. “ ..he is very fair (kitna gora hai.)I I’ll be conscious throughout my life.
Then she met “boy’s” parents. They were a very fair and cute middle aged couple. Had a casual chat over a cup f tea.
That day while watching TV when she sat near hubby dear, who was engrossed in a book. She said: see the contrast your hand and mine…
"Hey why did you marry me"?
He didn’t even hear her. Hmm what? So she had to repeat. He smiled and said:
“Because love is colour- blind,” and got busy in the book again.
I wonder if being fair skinned or beautiful makes any difference in day to day life?If a person is not endowed with these qualities, Should he/ she have any regrets?
Tuesday, November 23, 2004
Of Palmistry
Palmistry Intrigues me a lot, but I am a bit superstitious about it. Superstitious because in the heart of my heart I feel I’m doubting my guardian angel by asking someone else about my future that too showing my hand to someone in a begging posture, anyway.
I was in class 11th. Back from college I reached my friend’s house. Needless to say how important friends are at that point of life. Met her uncle who was good at ‘reading palms’. Hesitantly I too showed him my palm. A cursory look and he blurted, "Marriage at the age 23!" Vandyyy … TREAT everyone shouted, laughed and forgot.
Two years later one more uncle (palmist not a professional though) came to our house. Without even looking at my palm he predicted ---‘You will marry a professor." Oh God I was amused to see his confidence and to think abt the prof!
Years rolled by, I finished my studies and took a job. Between the classes to teach and piles of papers to check, a colleague (a bio teacher) held my hand and read out, “Surely by the end of this year and most probably by October you’ll be married.” I was again startled .
Came October and I was married to a professor at the age of 23!
I was in class 11th. Back from college I reached my friend’s house. Needless to say how important friends are at that point of life. Met her uncle who was good at ‘reading palms’. Hesitantly I too showed him my palm. A cursory look and he blurted, "Marriage at the age 23!" Vandyyy … TREAT everyone shouted, laughed and forgot.
Two years later one more uncle (palmist not a professional though) came to our house. Without even looking at my palm he predicted ---‘You will marry a professor." Oh God I was amused to see his confidence and to think abt the prof!
Years rolled by, I finished my studies and took a job. Between the classes to teach and piles of papers to check, a colleague (a bio teacher) held my hand and read out, “Surely by the end of this year and most probably by October you’ll be married.” I was again startled .
Came October and I was married to a professor at the age of 23!
Saturday, November 06, 2004
Of birthday & Hopscotch
March' 04
Cricket has stolen all the attention I used to get on my b’day.Last year it was final of the world cup and this yr it is the ODI at Pak . No complains though. B’days now rather scare me but growing old has its own pleasure especially when one has lil ones at home, growing up as well.
I was surprised to see my daughter playing Hopscotch one day.Lil gals look really cute while hopping on a pattern of squares marked on the ground.Surprised coz I thot that this game is lost somewhere between Barbies ,computer games and TV etc .I too had played this game a lot. Years back…, I used to hop with my eyes closed, after every step I’d ask my friend “Am I right?”….”Am I right?”Now I remember dad often used to repeat ‘ am I right; while cuddling me and my brother and making us laugh.Parenthood has so many pleasures including living one’s life all over again.
Cricket has stolen all the attention I used to get on my b’day.Last year it was final of the world cup and this yr it is the ODI at Pak . No complains though. B’days now rather scare me but growing old has its own pleasure especially when one has lil ones at home, growing up as well.
I was surprised to see my daughter playing Hopscotch one day.Lil gals look really cute while hopping on a pattern of squares marked on the ground.Surprised coz I thot that this game is lost somewhere between Barbies ,computer games and TV etc .I too had played this game a lot. Years back…, I used to hop with my eyes closed, after every step I’d ask my friend “Am I right?”….”Am I right?”Now I remember dad often used to repeat ‘ am I right; while cuddling me and my brother and making us laugh.Parenthood has so many pleasures including living one’s life all over again.
Thursday, October 21, 2004
Premchand's stories by Gulzar
Doordarshan is showing "Tahreer Munshi Prem Chand ki" .
Directed by GULZAR .Sundays 9 PM , since July. Someone told me about it.
I missed it. :-(
They say that 'Godan ' was very good.
Looking forward to this Sunday's story. :-)
Directed by GULZAR .Sundays 9 PM , since July. Someone told me about it.
I missed it. :-(
They say that 'Godan ' was very good.
Looking forward to this Sunday's story. :-)
Wednesday, October 20, 2004
Naming names
It is a difficult task to search a name for a new born.Everyone wants a diffrent and meaningful name.Friends, relatives,grandparents suggest some name or other.Few"different" names I came across:Once, in train I heard a mother calling her son...ATEET (past)
A friend suggested RIMLI for my daughter he didn't know the meaning but said its a bengali name (tell me if anyone knows abt it) There are so many but can't remember now.But the name which intrigues me most is PARTHIV (patel) I have heard this word only in one context 'parthive shareer'. I think Parthiv means Worldly. but i really hope it means something cute and nice like our lil cricketer.
Tuesday, October 12, 2004
laugh
I just love to laugh and almost worship the person who can make me laugh till I cry.
Some people have it in them. Very simple joke they crack in a way that it works.
I had the opportunity to attend two Hasya Kavi sammelens and I laughed till my ribs ached. (Ashok Chakradhar and many real good kavi out there)
In college there used to be latest jokes, situations, to do the needful .Now I depend on TV. Shekhar Suman, Johny lever (his stage shows) and Saajid Khan are the few I enjoy. The way Shekhar mimics Atal Bihaari Bajpai, Amitabh, Dharmendra, Sonia Gandhi , Mithun and many more, is really very funny. Here are few jokes told by him in his programme. In written form it doesn’t sound that funny. it's difficult to recollect but I’ll try.
News item: Doctors remover 7 kg of stone from a man’s stomach.
The man says that he would use it (the stone) to make his driveway, and after the operation his wife met him and called him “Pathaar ke Sanam”!
He connects Looong pause of Atal ji to the menopause of other political parties !
A colleague/friend of my brother asked him to write an application ( to be sent to the MD) Said ‘Yaar teri English Theek thaak hai “
Brother typed one and gave him the print out.
After going through it, with mock seriousness on his face told
Yaar isme ‘has been’ to aaya hi nahi.
Other’s may not found it funny but I had a good laugh.
Sunday, October 03, 2004
Tiger Tiger Burning Bright
Aroma of paratha –grandma’s kitchen (Cliché ! cliché ! but true).
Morning tea --Dad.
Amitabh Bachhan style of dancing---Parul , my friend.
Maggi noodles----Tungnath (temple)
Dusk.....
Tungnath is one of the five famous Shiva temples (Panch Kedar) of Garhwal. This trek makes one of my favourite memories:
To escape the hot weather of Dehra and monotony of the long days of summer vacations I planned a trip. Somehow I could assemble/ agree 10 people (aged 5 to 40) More people meant more jokes,more songs, more fun.
Started from Rishikesh we drove up along the river Ganga. Reached Srinagar for lunch at a roadside dhaba. Couldn’t resist a nap after the food, though I wanted to enjoy the scenic drive. The song ‘Daiyya, Daiyya re’ (film dil ka rishta, one of driver’s Special) was repeatedly played by the Tata sumo driver.
When woke up, I found myself at a place where Jim Corbett had killed the man eater of Rudraprayag who killed 100s of people in this area. Our guide/guardian Natraj, an avid reader, told us many stories about the tigers, like a tiger always attacks its prey from his back. It walks so stealthily that the victim is unaware of its presence.
Night halt at Syalsaur in log-huts on the bank of Mandakini was a wonderful experience. After 3 hours of drive we were at Chopta, the base camp for our destination.
The trek starts from here. The path was well constructed with Shale rocks. After a while appeared the lush green meadows and in front of us was the breathtaking view of the snow covered peaks of Himalayas. Natraj who visited this place during winters told that he saw the pugmarks of …a tiger, when the trek was covered with the thick snow.
Panting, tired and damn hungry, we reached Tungnath temple. After Darshan we had Maggi and aloo Paratha at the only Dhaba out there. Yes, Maggi noodles still remind me of that place. Time to go back but the submit Chandrasila was still a km away. Others returned to Choptaa and the newlyweds (Nuts and wife) and I started for Chandrashila.
This one km was a bit tough but once we reached the top, it was a great feeling. While coming down we spotted a tea shop. Had tea and chatted with the shop owner and his wife. Time was flying away and we knew that it will take at least one hour to reach the base camp. Climbing down was not that easy as I had thought.
Now it was pitch dark. In my mind only one thing was there..Tiger! Attacks from the back…Pug marks…Though we didn’t utter a word about it.
Yes I was scared!
Reached Chopta safely. But dusk still reminds me of a tiger sometimes…
Saturday, September 11, 2004
Jack & Jill
Got this in a FWD mail and could'nt stop laughing.
Jackwa aur Jilwa
Gaye upar Hilwa
Pani bhari ke waste.
Jackwa gir gawa, uka khopdi fut gawa
aur jilwa aawat ludhkan pure raste!!!!!
:-)
Jackwa aur Jilwa
Gaye upar Hilwa
Pani bhari ke waste.
Jackwa gir gawa, uka khopdi fut gawa
aur jilwa aawat ludhkan pure raste!!!!!
:-)
Monday, September 06, 2004
Mom's Diary.
Feb'04
Today I packed a bunch of black grapes for Betu (is in class 1) instead of usual paratha or toast,Just to surprise him, as he is fond of it.
Did you share it with other guys?
“No”
Why? Shouldn’t you share?
“There was no need to share…they took themselves..”
And you? I enquired.‘I too had’, he replied carelessly.
He wants to "see the world". This is what he said when after showing him the spectacular tableau in a Deepawali function I asked him,
“Isn’t it nice? what else do u want to see?”.
An avid reader.Archie’s fan
"
Noooooooo…. abhi loading hai" , he had shouted from the toilet, (he was not even 3 yrs old then) when I asked him should I come and clean him.
I didn’t know how to react to this computer addict!
The two guys who shared the grapes are given the role of robbers,Vibhu is in the lead role, and Avani is the tree…Ay you are not given any role to play?
“No” Why? “because I’m the narrator”……and jumped from the bed and ran away shouting:
“to infinity and beyond…
He is such a fine(cute) fellow.
My son….
Today I packed a bunch of black grapes for Betu (is in class 1) instead of usual paratha or toast,Just to surprise him, as he is fond of it.
Did you share it with other guys?
“No”
Why? Shouldn’t you share?
“There was no need to share…they took themselves..”
And you? I enquired.‘I too had’, he replied carelessly.
He wants to "see the world". This is what he said when after showing him the spectacular tableau in a Deepawali function I asked him,
“Isn’t it nice? what else do u want to see?”.
An avid reader.Archie’s fan
"
Noooooooo…. abhi loading hai" , he had shouted from the toilet, (he was not even 3 yrs old then) when I asked him should I come and clean him.
I didn’t know how to react to this computer addict!
The two guys who shared the grapes are given the role of robbers,Vibhu is in the lead role, and Avani is the tree…Ay you are not given any role to play?
“No” Why? “because I’m the narrator”……and jumped from the bed and ran away shouting:
“to infinity and beyond…
He is such a fine(cute) fellow.
My son….
Thursday, September 02, 2004
Gurbaani
Gurbaani
Listening to the shabads of Gurbani is a sublime experience. Being a non panjabi , it is difficult for me to understand most of the it till someone explains it to me. One of the reasons to like this book is that it is a compilation of the hymns written by the saints from all the religions of India. I can sit at any religious gathering and enjoy(except the Jagrans where they sing songs loudly based on the tunes of hindi film songs )
Like other scriptures Gurubani also says that that God is one and Omnipresent.
Every living thing is a part of God.
Agam Agochar Alakh Apara….
Jal thal mahiyal bharpur lina..
Ghat Ghat jyoti tumhari.
The Aarti “Om Jai Jagdish hare..is very similar to Gurbaani.
“Tum ho ek agochar….”
That day I got a cassette(Mann Jeetai Jagjit) of Gurbani ,most of the words are in hindi.
It is sung by our very own Jugjit Singh. It is a treat to the ears.
Listening to the shabads of Gurbani is a sublime experience. Being a non panjabi , it is difficult for me to understand most of the it till someone explains it to me. One of the reasons to like this book is that it is a compilation of the hymns written by the saints from all the religions of India. I can sit at any religious gathering and enjoy(except the Jagrans where they sing songs loudly based on the tunes of hindi film songs )
Like other scriptures Gurubani also says that that God is one and Omnipresent.
Every living thing is a part of God.
Agam Agochar Alakh Apara….
Jal thal mahiyal bharpur lina..
Ghat Ghat jyoti tumhari.
The Aarti “Om Jai Jagdish hare..is very similar to Gurbaani.
“Tum ho ek agochar….”
That day I got a cassette(Mann Jeetai Jagjit) of Gurbani ,most of the words are in hindi.
It is sung by our very own Jugjit Singh. It is a treat to the ears.
Wednesday, August 25, 2004
A digital dictionary
Before I finished reading Khushwant Singh’s autobiography, a friend gave me “My Days”. Now reading RK Narayan after KS seems as if I’m reading Ramayan ki chaupaian (Couplets from Ramayan)
I don’t know what would I do without my Oxford Advance Learner’s (Dictionary.)
I have to use it quite frequently when words like ‘milksop’ and ‘Basket Case’ appear while reading books and now Blogs. The thick dictionary I use consumes a lot of my quality time . For many years I’v been dreaming of a device called ‘digital Dictionary’ small and handy like a calculator or a digital Diary.
I wonder if such a device exists.
I don’t know what would I do without my Oxford Advance Learner’s (Dictionary.)
I have to use it quite frequently when words like ‘milksop’ and ‘Basket Case’ appear while reading books and now Blogs. The thick dictionary I use consumes a lot of my quality time . For many years I’v been dreaming of a device called ‘digital Dictionary’ small and handy like a calculator or a digital Diary.
I wonder if such a device exists.
Saturday, August 21, 2004
Oh that Maggu.
In somebody's blog I came across this word Maggu.
So writing this post.
I was awestruck even before I came to IITK, for people out here are the best brains of our country. My host (an IIT K alumnus) took me around the campus.
Coming out from Visitors' Hostel, we passed through Girls' Hostel (old), Health Centre, SAC, Academic area and we were at the library.
While I was admiring the fountain I heard my host nostalgically mumbling,"This place is also called “Magalaya” (a place for mugging-up for the exams). I know commenting on the lingo which is alien to you is not desirable. For instance, here a word bakait I guessed meant somewhat like dacoit but its exact meaning even a native can not explain in words. Anyway 'mugging’ for me simply meant the literal meaning of the word. I could not digest that Chapus (genius))out here could resort to such a thing as cramming, which I thought was a patent of those to whom God was not so kind while distributing grey matter.
This mugging business reminded me of an anecdote narrated by my father:
During 1960’s dad’s first job in account's services took him to Barabanki for a training program. There was this bunch of young recruits from the different parts of India. Since enthusiasm was common in all, soon they became buddies.
Of all the instructors, dad distinctly remembered Mr. Kar, a finance expert with excellent communication skills. To begin with the introduction, he asked everybody to tell about any special quality or skill that each one of them possessed. Everyone mentioned some quality or other of himself. One of them said,
“I am very good at cramming. Give me any printed matter and I would reproduce it as it is.”
“OK”, the wide-eyed Mr. Kar sighed and gave him a sheet of typed paper.
When the class assembled next day, the boy came forward and in parrot-fashion reproduced the contents of the given page without any pauses at commas, full-stops, etc. There was an uneasy calm in the classroom. The boy had proved his point. “Good”, exclaimed Mr. Kar, “Now it’s my turn. Go to the library and bring any book.” The boy came back with a thick book on Indian Penal Code!!
Mr. Kar asked him to open the book at any page and hand it over. Mr. Kar scanned the page for a few minutes and returned the book to the boy. Then he coolly reproduced the contents of the full page with all the sections, clauses, sub-clauses including the reference numbers, etc, and that too with proper pauses at the right places.
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