Sunday 29 March 2009

Handy Manny

... hello manny...

... hola yaashinee.. what's the matter?

... hi manny... i need a favour from you... my crown is broken.

.... we will be there rite away....

..... hi manny .. hi tools...

.... hi yaashinee ... let me see.. yes your crown is broken...

.... i am so sad manny...

.... dont worry yaashinee... i'll fix it for you...

.... yay.. you have fixed it manny.. thank you so much...

.... you're welcome yaashinee... you break it, we fix it.

... adious...

This was the conversation my li'l one was having with herself... and her imaginary "Handy Manny". I was having a short nap when i reached home yesterday, and she was playing with her things not very far from me. I heard this conversation between her and Manny(both voiced by her).... it was so funny... and yet i was surprised with the way she strung her words.. exactly like how it was in Handy Manny... hmm.. now i am really convinced that Playhouse Disney is good for her.... Hooray to Handy Manny and friends...

Wednesday 18 March 2009

Nothing Matters When Only One Thing Does

Have u ever looked backed and wondered why some things that were so significant once in our lives, now seems so trivial at date, how people, events are just like passing clouds, or more accurately clouds that have passed, condensed and pelted out rain....Relationships, fights, grudges all seem so childish and certain things leave us wondering, why on earth did we do/say that??!!! The people I've loved were amazing people, nice guys that I can't really find fault with, but now I can't even remember what is it that I loved in the first place. U can't say that to someone, it's just plain mean, silence speaks louder, but does it speak too loud, I wonder??

Sometimes it is so easy to point fingers and say ,oh my god, look at him/she, he/she is so useless, he/she is a flirt and rarely we see our reflection sniggering and calling us a big fat hypocrite...I always thought that it's ridiculous, how can one expect not be judged and why we are preached to not judge the other, but I guess they say so ,so one day all those abuse we hurl at others don't come back and hit us flat at the face like a saucer that defied the(1st law of thermodynamics)i.e. the law of conservation of energy with a higher momentum!

How it hurts to realise the words uttered by one was actually a far cry from the greatness of the person itself. We all get agitated when people argue with us that we tend to argue back (with basis or without basis) for no reason instinctively rather than sit back and just hear them out....How many of us reply 'whatever', 'go to hell', 'fine’, ‘shut up' when friends suddenly lash out rather than asking 'why do u say that' as a first response....?

It's also weird that we can get angry for no particular reason and are not willing to talk things out with our parents/husband when they say something we find offensive but we are more than willing to do so in a same scenario with a prospective partner….Is it because we value the latter more, or because we take the former for granted, since they will always be there for us and we fear the latter might leave us.? Fear of loss is such a compelling force....or is it love in a different degree? I still haven't worked that out yet myself.

Sometimes we are so engrossed in covering up our faults, fearing how others would judge us that we fail to realise that we might manage to muffle the sound of our mistakes, but never the trail of footsteps that leads towards it. Humans have this exceptional capabilities of sniffing out other people’s mistakes, that we don’t smell our own poop...I belong in this canine unit too.

I still haven't figured out whether it's just better to keep things that are personal or share it with friends and people we love. But u know what's the problem with sharing, it's like seeding too many downloaders and less uploaders ...Too many people who would just spread the gossip around, than those who would actually give helpful input.

I just hope that when I fall, I can bounce back higher, as long there aren't people who rather weigh me down with comments like 'I can't believe u did that’, ‘Hah! serves u right' or ' What goes around comes around' or ‘I told you so’ kind of talk. Do I know what I am doing, hmm maybe not, but I plan to find out on my way ,If I stumble, I'll pick myself up, brush of the hurt and retrace my steps. If I need hoisting, I'll send an SOS, and I know who will be there for me......

Monday 9 March 2009

Thali - Mangal Sutra...

The word mangalsutra means an auspicious thread or cord. It is also called thaali or maangalyam in Malayalam, Telugu and Tamil in Southern India.

Mangalya Dharanam (literally "wearing the mangalya") is the most important part of a Hindu marriage ceremony. The mangalya is strung on a yellow thread prepared by using Turmeric paste. It is tied around the bride's neck with three knots. Later the mangalya may be restrung to a gold chain on some auspicious day.

Ok the reason for me to go and on about this thali is that.... after 5 years of marriage i took it out.... i also need to explain that its not a custom for the indians to remove the thali unless one is divorced or widowed. But unfortunately i had to remove it because everyone around me is worried that i might be the next victim of snatch theives.

There have been many women who i have seen lately who do not wear their thaali for the same reason. Once it was a taboo to remove ones thali... now it seems that it has become a norm for everyone to remove it. See how the world has changed.. no I am not faulting the ladies/men for these changes... it is the crime rate which forces everyone to do it.

I for one, had never thought of removing it.. was stubbornly wearing it holding it close to my heart. That was the first thing anyone would see and their comment will be.. "why are you still wearing your thali", "aren't you afraid", " you are clearly going to be the next victim if you dont remove it" and so on so forth. These remarks has always been passed to me by everyone.. even by people whom i've just met.

Finally i removed my Thali.. the one which i stubbornly held on to... on the 5th of March.. one mth after my 5th Wedding anniversary. I had enough... everyone.. including my mother-in-law who took the trouble to call me the previous nite to tell me about the snatch theft which occured around the corner to a dear friend (mind you, he is a well built guy) and he got snacthed while he was driving his car. So now everyone has already already confirmed that it is not safe for me to be wearing a thick gold chain around my neck (however sacred it may be).

Even after a few days, it still worries me.. i just feel that a part of me seems to be missing. Call me naive, call me superstitious, call me traditional or old fashioned... call me anything.. i am who i am... it will probably take me some time to get used to not wearing it.