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This blog has moved, bag, baggage and everything else (well, with the exception of this post).
Aish will continue to bug you with utter trivialities & banalities, but at
http://aishu.wordpress.comBye!
Hmm...
One of the more well-known, well-sung and well-liked songs in carnatic music is
Enna Thavam - It goes:
Enna Thavam Seidhanai - YashodaEngum Nirai Parabhrimam "Amma" endrazhaikkaI never liked it too much - for one, the raga is Kapi - which I feel does not have enough
zest. I prefer ragas that are more explicit - more like me, I guess. I could never be accused of hiding what I feel!
The song is addressed to Yashoda, and a rough translation will give you this meaning:
What great penance you have done, O YashodaTo be blessed with the all pervasive lord call you "Amma"I was thinking about this song this monring - obviously the guy who wrote this song doesnt have kids, does he?? :). Its a great blessing to be called Mommy by your baby- and hes crazy if he thinks it would make it better if my baby was lord Krishna (or Bill Gates, since Priya always used to say Bill was my Demigod). Or worse, if he thinks I would be happy to have you replace Sanj with Lord Krishna and be
happier about it.
Guess who turned two the 9th of October??
Anyone wants to tell me whats happening here??
The Birthday Baby - Trying to place what she looks like - New Orleans Debutante?
Cake Baked AND Decorated by Yours Truly. (Whew, NOW I am a good mom :) )
I can actually CUT it??
Whee! Am having so much fun!
7 things
Picked up a meme from mike-higher.livejournal.com-
No body might be interested, but that wont stop me from posing 7 things about myself!
1. I am possibly the laziest person i know. I hate work.
2. I have absolutely no social graces. Have never had. Which is probably why I like to project the archetypical technology geek image. Geeks are not expected to be social butterflies, you see.
3. I am terrible at making decisions
4. I can write reasonably well, when inspiration strikes
5. I love music. Thats probably the one "pure" love of my life, as against liking something because its interesting. I love music for music. End of story.
6. I have a NASTY temper. Which I have been trying (very unsuccessfully) to control.
7. I am a sucker for kids. Love 'em.
Twilight Zone
I have long had the dubious honor of being THE OFFICIAL STORYTELLER (fairy tales, etc. NOT the other kind of stories) for Juni and Abhi. I have had quite a few accidents here - mostly on account of falling asleep midway through a story - which is why Arjun got quite an earful of the IT & ITES industry midway through Jack and the beanstalk, the otherday (True, I swear). Its quite funny actually - A story being a story, Juni cant pin point when my mind starts, ahem, losing the thread. He keeps on listening, hoping its just a new thread in the tale. Until the story of Goldilocks takes a sharp turn to my tailor's shop and the dress shop, and doesnt seem to go anywhere near the woods. Or the bears, for that matter. But the IT and ITES story stunned even me. At this point, I am typically tugged awake by two tiny hands, and cries of "AISHU CHITHI!!!!!!". Funnily enough, when I wake up, I typically continue right from where I left off earlier- some sort of a selective amnesia. I remember hardly anything about my alternate story, and all contents of the same are those gleaned from a very amused Krishna.
This took a slightly serious tone the other day, when I suddenly related this to my Dad's Mom. She was senile for over two years before she passed, and those are some of my most difficult memories of her. I see distinct paralells between me when I am incoherent-falling asleep, and how she was, falling into a permanent sleep. Makes me wonder - I was forcefully kept awake by my nephews who wanted a story, and my "aunt" self wanting to keep them happy. Are these people being forced to live, by similar constraints? MP (my grandmom) would start a sensible sentence, and then comfortably (shockingly, to us) meander away into utter nonsense. And sometimes, come back to the same thing.
It all seems to boil down to how much control you have over your mind- I remember that MP's first episode into la-la land occured after she had a very very disturbing argument with one of her nephews. At the age of 80, wouldnt one feel like "Tired... just want to give my mind a rest". We keep hearing about a heart that kept pumping, but no one talks about a mind that kept going. Only about minds that gave way.
Things
About a book on "Interview questions for Java/EJB/Design Patterns"
X - This book is really good, shd give it to all interviewers taking Java interviews in Polaris
Y - He he. This book will only be successful if it is unsuccessful
Labels: Nuthin
Empathy
Is what makes you check news.google.co.uk every 20 minutes, to see if
Madeleine McCann has been found. Its the same thing that makes you go squishy inside, barely suppress your tears as you see Kate McCann clutching her daughter's toy. Its what makes you feel so utterly, horribly helpless as you see photographs of a very cute, blonde girl smiling/biking/doing anything a 3 yearold would do.
I am surprised at the disappointment/frustration I feel when I see there have been no developments in the case. And the anger against those idiots blaming the McCanns for leaving their children alone. If you dont have the sense to see that Parents are not Gods, and a small decision
can have monumentally disastrous consequences one just could not have foreseen, you probably should not become a parent yourself. Please, please spare the rest of us from your idiot gene.
It seems so inadequate to say my prayers are with them, but there doesnt seem to be anything else I can do.
Labels: life, problems
