Wednesday, October 31, 2007
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!
The lines "If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same;" adorns the entrance to the center court of Wimbledon
The poem was inspired by Dr Leander Starr Jameson, who in 1895 led a raid by British forces against the Boers in South Africa, subsequently called the Jameson Raid. This defeat increased the tensions that ultimately led to the Second Boer War. The British press, however, portrayed Jameson as a hero in the middle of the disaster, and the actual defeat as a British victory.
DON'T QUIT - Author unknown
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low, and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you frown a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is strange with its twists and turns,
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up though the pace seems slow,
You may succeed with another blow.
Success is failure turned inside out,
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you can never tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit,
It's when things seem worst
That you must not quit.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
I met some amazing people there who stood by me through all my craziness, and continue to do that today. There are the people who have listened to all my frustrated ramblings then and later in life.
I read this quote somewhere...
"A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart, and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words."How true... the friends I mention here are people who can write this narrative of my life better than I ever will.
Akila (Kil) - One of the first people I met at college! She had a knack of talking just when the lecturer was looking at us, or better still falling asleep. I spent a lot of time kicking her under the table! When she was not sleeping, we were yapping away and getting into trouble for that!
Sandhya (Sandy) - Another of my first friends at college! She sat between Kil and Me all of first year to keep us from getting into trouble! She and I had a lot in common including our love for books, and all competitions which invloved speaking! We had some great times attending every possible competition in every possible college.
Bhanu - I camped out at her house so often, and spent hours on the phone with her... We shared the passion for books and computers!! She has always been rake thin and I have always wondered if I should pin her to the ground to keep her from flying away. Her mom is one of the sweetest people I know!
Ananthi (Nu) - She was always calm and composed and kept us all grounded to earth... but was always raging a storm inside... She has also listened to the most of my frustrated ramblings then and later in life. We created a joint email account and used to chat with strangers every sunday at the internet cafe!!!! I was a chauffer for her and would chauffer her around in my scooty! She was also the person who gave me valuable advice (on makeup and posture) on how to get my photo taken (at a studio) to send to alll the prospective grooms family. She took me to the studio and we got my picture taken. My mom rejected every one of them!
Priya - She is probably the one person I have argued the most with.. and enjoyed the arguments! She is also the one person who is very similar to me in nature.. we are both non-conformists, to put harshly rebels! She is also a very dear friend who thinks friendship is sacrosanct and will do anything in its name!
Sri (Lekha) - I have always thought of her as this dear nutty girl. We had so much fun at her expense, but she was always quick to forgive us and love us! She would read M & B's at the rate of atleast 10 a day! She religiously passed notes in class and kept us in conversation through all lectures! She was also this clumsy butter fingers with a penchant for accidents!
Vijayabanu (Viji) - She has been a good friend to many of us mentioned above, although she didn't belong to "the gang". She was the one who kept me grounded in the crazy Odyssey days. She is such a cute person, I am really very fond of her!
There were many others who made my college life so memorable - Rashmi, Nandini, Veena, Krithika, and many many others!! The list is endless!
It was the year 1996... I passed out of my 12th grade with a not so great marks to speak of. I had a 90%, but thats not good enough is it? Like most kids in India, I needed (mind you not wanted but needed) to be an engineer. I had played with computers most of my life (not so common at that point in time). Like all parents, mine too thought my life was doomed if I didn't study computer engg. I had no patience or courage to wait for the "general counselling"! My parents dint want to let their pampered and spoilt brat to rot in the myriad college hostels strewn across Tamil Nadu nor did they want me to travel miles and miles to the outskirts of the city to study.
We had our solution... and the one and only "Avinashilingam University of Women", Close enough to home and all women (I bet my parents were happy. I most definitely wasn't!!). Well to cut the long story short, I got ACCEPTED and went reluctantly to the first day of college. It was a bit overwhelming to see a classroom filled with some 75 or so girls. But as I started to get to know the people around me, I found some like minded people on the very first day!!
A couple of these people - Akila and Sandhya stayed on to be my great friends for the rest of my tenure in Avinashilingam! And these two and others made the Avinashilingam I remember not a strict and opressing place, but a fun and happy place. We shared many laughs, pranks, jokes, frustrations and struggles through the years!
Monday, October 29, 2007
I have always blamed it on the genes though. I had seen girls all my life, sweet little things who loved to talk and bawl (girls at all ages do love a good cry).. girls who are polite and listen to you and want to be goody good! Then I gave birth to a boy... one of the first words my son said were car and tractor. As soon as he could crawl he'd be everywhere in every appliance exploring. He is now 3, and he never listens. He wont even stop long enough in one spot to listen... I am in for a lifetime of this!! But the good part, he can play by himself with those cars for hours, he doesnt cry too much and road trips are good fun with him - he can entertain himself for hours looking at the cars on the road.
I have seen girls play and boys play. If 2 girls play you can be rest assured they are playing house, pretending to cook, being a doctor or talking - now thats dangerous, girls tell each other everything about what goes on in their home. Not to mention they will observe everything on Tv,in the mall, on the road and ask you about it.
Boys are easily fooled, show them a car or a tool and they will forget mid speech what they were talking about. Put 2 boys together and you will hear a lot of vrooms and bams!! They will talk too, but will talk about all the taboo words they cant say and come back and ask you why they cant say it and when they can! Or they are talking about attacks, fights or are trying to fly, jump, run and tumble all at the same time.
You ask a boy about a car on the road he will tell you the make, model, year, number of cylinders and what not. A girl will tell you if its red or blue and if she heard the boy might try and read the licence plate for you! You put them both on an art project - she will make them as if her life depended on it, be neat and make about 5 for good measure one for each member of the family. A boy will play around with the glue, see how all the pieces look stacked up ... make a couple of wiggles and call it coloring and will leave the half finished piece to tinker with the nut/screw on the edge or under the table which ofcourse we can never spot!!
You dress a girl up, she will keep her dress intact and neat, sit carefully and worry about her looks. You dress a boy up, he will run around roll in mud and come back in bedraggled state. Try and wash him, he will turn that into play time too!
Having said that there are the tom boys... like the little girl who once came home and left it looking like a tornado had hit it. Or the sweet little boy, who will come and sit there playing with his thumbs for hours!
Whichever kind you have though they are all equally adorable and good fun!
|Your Brain is Purple|
Of all the brain types, yours is the most idealistic.
You tend to think wild, amazing thoughts. Your dreams and fantasies are intense.
Your thoughts are creative, inventive, and without boundaries.
You tend to spend a lot of time thinking of fictional people and places - or a very different life for yourself.
Purple?? Yikes!!! All the gray matter turned purple.. this is what you get for being crazy!!
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Here is an interview from Economic Times which I enjoyed reading.
The water tankers topping the list. They supply the dearest commodity water to millions, and are both the most sought for and the most dreaded... they are the menace of chennai roads. The long distance trucks follow close - and move similarly at unbelievable speeds. The rest of the traffic move out and make way for these contraptions. Then come the public transport - bus service. In the peak hours, these buses are loaded to dangerously full with a sideways tilt - always on the verge of toppling over these buses move preacriously at a tilt of 45 Degrees.
Then come the cattle. Thankfully these have now been forbidden from the most populus traffic areas, but in other places there will almost always be a drooling cow/ buffalo standing in the middle of the road refusing to move either way. The image here shows stray cattle innthe middle of a busy highway - GST Road
Friday, October 26, 2007
Arent kids the best consumers... the spiderman costume cost us 25 bucks! I berated my husband about this and warned him that if "his" son dint wear that costume he was in big trouble. Also that our son would have to wear this costume for atleast 4 more years of halloweens/ fancy dress/ costume party. I wish!! Already my son wants to be a power ranger now!
We did go to one haloween party this year in his school. My son first said "Can I go as Ananth?"... We convinced him that all his friends would be in costumes, does he want to stick out? (like he cares...). Finally convinced him to wear just the costume, no mask!! We went to school and there were atleast 5 other spiderman's with no mask and other super heroes in equal stages of undress!! yay! I have a normal 3 year old!
Anyway, this is for the people who wonder why I keep disappearing from the radar ever so often. That is because I have been attacked, by toddlerhood. I stole this phrase from a book I read which was named "Attack of the toddlers". The book was reassuring, told me I was not alone!
Alright, here is my story.
I sit down in front of the computer and my son comes to me
He: "Mommy why are you at the computer, doesnt daddy have to work"
Me: "No and if he does, he can work on his laptop"
He: "Why dont you work on the laptop?"
He: "Are you going online?" ...
Me: thinking now where did he learn that word "Well yes!"
He: "Are you going to log on to chat?"
Me: Bewildered .. "What?
He: "I need to call Jana thatha on chat"
Believe me this conversation actually happens in my house.. this and many more such! This is the easiest one yet!! There are so many more questions which I cannot answer. Like the one my son asked recently.. He was sitting on my lap and talking incessantly about his friends at school. He suddenly stopped short to ask me "Mommy whats sexy?". I ask him "Now where did you learn that word". He quite literally says "In the playground". Me: "From whom".
He: Ben said "your cold is sexy""
I cant help but laughing.. and tried explaining to him why kids shouldnt use that word
He: Can adults (yes he says adults) use it then?
I just divert his attention and hope he will never ask me this again.. high hopes!!
Neway, like I said this goes on all day long along with all the little arguments we have to undergo everyday for doing just about everything from brushing the teeth "what food doesnt have any germs can I eat that?", to bathing " will you promise not to pour water on my head", " can i have a bubble bath", "can i bathe myself.. and no you cant enter the bathroom"... to sleep "i will sleep tomorrow"! I have no time for blogging!
To all those who are also going through this my sympathies... and to the others who havent got there yet.. good luck!!!
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