Here goes !!!!!!

Recently I watched the movie Two States and it stirred me enough to write this blog as I have been thinking about this topic for quite some time. I think this movie was a hit since it was a story that has been told and re-told umpteen number of times, so known to all of us. Two States has happened to most of us, all of us have those few people in our life to whom this happened. Luckily though, as in the case of two states, many are still leading a happily married life. What prompted me to write this post was the fact that in India, it is not really Two States, but Two Families………What I mean to say is that even though you go in for an arranged marriage and marry someone whom your parents chose, from the same caste, community even then this story happens, only slightly twisted. Two States talked about how the couple fell in love and fought to bridge the North-South divide and bring the two families together so they could get married. In the case of most other arranged marriages the...

I am a person who has always loved my freedom and independence. So it is only a given that I value the fact that I was born in an independent India, more importantly a democratic one. I am sure we all do. The truth though is that we hardly ever acknowledge our rights as a citizen of a democratic country when it implies a responsibility on our side, but always quote it when we want to assert our own views on others. Our idea of democracy is being able to do what we want, when we want, where we want, even if it troubles others. Since independence the state of democracy in this country has been such a way that most of us the so called Aam Admi have taken an indifferent approach to democracy and governance as a whole. We have accepted that this is the way to be and that nothing or no one can change that. So when we want any of our work done we pay a bribe without a second thought. It is now as good as paying taxes. Most of the times we feel that it is a waste of our time to go and vote s...

He an Arian, me a scorpion …….Need I say more …..….Linda Goodman has said it all ‘If I had been a weak man, Good Heavens, If I had been a weak man J Me an avid reader, he - as I have seen struggles to finish a book (though between us we had a good collection of books) Me slightly devout, he almost an atheist when we married (except for his favourite god Ganesh)             He a good cook, me still believes cooking is a necessary evil for survival  He loves gadgets, me still struggling to figure out unused aspects of my ‘smart phone’( in fact smarter the phone, the dumber I get J ) He can fall asleep at the drop of a hat and I toss and turn to find that comfortable position to fall asleep, all the while having great conversations going in my mind replaying situations. Difficult to wake him up once he is asleep and I am awake at the drop of a hat – we have had these ‘I think I heard something !’ kind of convers...

Every day morning I pack my kids off to school and take a deep breath and then get ready for the adventure on hand !  Yeah……going to office is no less than an adventure for me. For I am being driven to office by no less than a F1 racer J So I step into my seat, put on the seat belt and silently go ‘Ready , Steady , Po……..:) My expressions during this 15-20 min drive to office is no less than that of someone taking a roller coaster ride.  For there are times when I just close my eyes and say a silent prayer and others when I feel like shrieking ! So what is it about my hubby’s driving that prompts me to such extremes that I even felt I had to blog about it. For starters, it is the way he weaves through traffic,  in such a way I wouldn’t dream of doing so even on a two wheeler. It goes something like this. Absolutely zizag J Next is the ‘Beat me if you can’ attitude with every other bike or car on the road. Hold on dear, they are not your co F1 drivers, they are ...

For those of us who belong to the ‘Sholay’ generation, the below song sums up friendship best………… ‘yeh dosti hum nahin thodenge…..thodenge dum Magar tera saath na chodenge……’ For truly what is life without friends……blessed are those of us who have friends for life………Friendship is the one thing that truly transcends all barriers of caste, creed, age, geography, gender, economic status and more importantly time gaps. The beauty of friendship lies in the fact that every other relationship that you have whether husband and wife, brother and sister, kids and parents, boss and subordinate is ultimately transformable to friendship which is the base to keep it going strong. Even if you have one person whom you can call in times of a distress without having to think twice, feel blessed. Even if there is one person who calls you in times of distress feel happy that you are considered in this category. Ever noticed that you don’t choose your friends, they just happen to you. You don’t have to...

Here is a travelogue from a week end trip, a result of a spur of the moment decision.   A rather sudden decision taken on Friday to visit a little known temple in Hemmaragala, near Nanjangud, but a powerful deity though. And so on Saturday, we are up at 5 a.m and hit the road by 6 a.m.   At half past six, we are still badly stuck in traffic, trying to hit the Mysore Road ! With the amount of chaotic traffic these days in Bangalore, fueled by the flyover and metro constructions, it looks as though we might soon have to ‘Fly Over’ to get from one place to another !!!!!! Finally we are on track, breakfast on the way.   And how do we know we are on track……Adu navigating from back seat using google maps ! Truly an amazing tool. Though we did stop and ask at a few places just to be sure, this was more or less good enough almost till our little known destination. As we cross Mandya, Anku finally understood what ploughing and 'hariyali' meant, but what’s the use, the exams ...

How would it be to grow up in a small town like Calicut? For my born and brought up in Bangalore hubby and kids, this is unimaginable. My hubby always says that he takes one walk and Calicut is done with.....Add to that the Edavazhis where you cannot drive around and the fact that he cannot get his filter coffee and adrakwali chai and you cannot blame the poor bloke.   I wonder then about what is it that keeps pulling us Calicutians back every now and then. It is exactly the things for which others ridicule it that we guys love it J . For a generation who grew up without mobiles, computers, TVs, cycles, mobikes, it is this   all round smallness of the town that held the charm for us. You couldn’t really go anywhere without meeting someone you know around being there. Just walk one way and you get to your school, the other your college, and here and there your friend’s houses. Just Pop into any one of those. Memories of School………        ...