Curiosity killed the cat. Well, almost!!!

The cat...meow.

I have never had any major mishaps as a baby like most babies do . The reason being I found it a struggle to move around because I couldn't carry my own weight around(Look at the picture for proof). So, all I did was sit in one place and play. I never gave a reason for any mishap to occur. I know many mothers would love a baby like that.

After I grew a little older and my baby fat was lost after I started schooling, I have had my share of mishaps. One such episode is still very fresh in my mind.  I was five years old then  and used to come back home in the afternoon. My mum would then serve me lunch and  go in for her afternoon nap . There was no point of her waiting for me to finish my lunch since I would take a minimum of 3hrs to finish my food. I have been a troublesome child when it came to eating. So, on that fateful day, she served me Peas Pulav and went in for her nap.  

I sat in front of the TV, eating very slowly like I always did. Then , curiosity struck and I decided to measure the size of my nostrils. I looked around and found the pea to be the perfect tool for the task . I put the pea into one of my nostrils  and found it to be a perfect fit. I tried removing it when I realized it was time for my mum to wake up and she would scold me for doing such a thing. Then came the dreaded moment, the pea was stuck . Due to my breathing, I had pushed the pea further up my nose. When my mum woke up and came to me, she found that there was something fishy by the way I was acting. On enquiring, I blurted out the incident and she grew panicky. She tried all measures to remove the pea but all her efforts failed. The sneeze never came nor did I cough. I could still breathe with one nostril but after sometime I started feeling a little breathless, more so because of the fear of dying young. Finally, my mother took me to my neighbour’s house and the pea was finally removed after a lot of efforts.  

From that day onwards, I swore to myself that I would never experiment such a thing on myself or on others. I have been pretty harmless since then.

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Music to the ears…

I spend a lot of time travelling to and back from office and during all  these times, the radio on my phone has been one humble companion. I like it better than my music player. Radio has its own charm. A typical weekday starts with me hopping into a bus and plugging my ears with the earphones and tuning into one of the radio stations.

The radio has always proven to be a loyal companion since my college days. I feel listening to the radio is like being with a person who understand your emotions very well. It has always cheered me up with lovely songs when I have needed them the most. It has made me realize the meaning of life by playing the touching, soulful songs. It has also made me sad by playing  songs that can make me cry every time I listen to them. It has made me crazy and freaked out by playing those meaningless songs that a few composers are known for.It has made me sing and dance though I am not very good at either of them. It has made me smile and laugh by playing all those sweet-nothings that people have to say to the love of their lives. (Yeah I still remain to be a die hard romantic. I still love the feeling of love though I myself haven’t found the love of my life yet :)) .

Another thing I like about the radio is the fact that it is so close to real life. People share their experiences and yet can remain anonymous to the world. Many a times listening to these people speak and share their experiences helps you solve your life’s problems. There is an instant connection between you and the person on air and the best part is that there are less chances of being  judgmental because most of the times we judge another person by what we see and not by what we hear.

Cheers to the RJs who have to wag their tongues constantly for keeping us entertained :) I wish the time comes soon when you guys get the same recognition as our television artists because you are no less. A special mention here, thanks a lot MJ Prithvi ( For people who don’t know him, he is one of the RJs on 94.3 Radio One, Bangalore and his is the show I listen to every morning) for being a complete entertainment package. Great job dude. Rock On!!!

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Moo, Meow, Woof et al

                                                                   

Ms. Silly strikes again. This post is just an addition to the long list of silly posts (Read this and again this) I have written and eventually posted after a ‘brain to heart ‘ talk.  As always, the heart wins over the brain and my readers suffer!!Now, before I divulge into my ponderings about how silly I can get, let me start with today’s post for which you are eagerly waiting (Now that is a joke without the laughter). Don’t expect this post to be great or even good. Like always, there is not much thought behind today’s post. It is just a collection of a few hundred words aligned to form a meaningful (hopefully meaningful) sentence.

Animals and their sheer perfection in doing the wrong things at the wrong time is what I am here to talk about. You will see why. The following will help me support my case:

• A cat will always sneak into the house and drink the milk when you are expecting guests for tea.
• Even the quietest of dogs will always start a brawl at night when you are extremely tired and all you want is a good night’s sleep minus the noise.
• You will always find a cow standing in the middle of the road, not moving an inch even after incessant honking, when you are running late for office. Great will-power I say!! A bit more about cows. I wonder what they keep thinking, standing in the middle of the road. Let me guess. Is it about the huge traffic pile up in the mornings or is it some thoughts on how to make Bangalore roads pothole free or is it something more personal like some long lost love. If anyone understands this behaviour of cows, do enlighten me on the same.
• Rats will always deliver their babies (Deliver babies??Uhhh..forget it. I didn’t find the right sentence)  in the carton box which you have stored in the attic to store coconuts. Maan gaye mummy mouse!!
• Bats will always dirty your favourite clothes because those are their favourites too.
• Crows will de-bead your lovely top which has been put to dry in the sun because they feel the beads arranged in a line are some rare species of tasty worms. Or do they feel the top looks better without the beads? Born fashion-designers I must say!!
• A cockroach will always lap up on you and make you scream and screech like a fool when you are supposed to maintain absolute silence and decorum.
• A lizard will always lose its tail under your feet when you are expecting it to be safe on the walls nibbling on some insect.

Whoever said animals aren’t humans. They are as annoying as humans sometimes, just like this post!!!

Disclaimer: I love animals .I have no grudges against any of them. The above mentioned points are instances from my life. I have personally experienced all of the above and hence I might be credited with the title of ‘official guinea pig’ for the animals to experiment and perfect their wrong timing.

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The Word Is Ma…

My mum is my best friend- one of the most clichéd lines, but it is a fact for most girls including me. Hence, here is  a ‘very close to my heart’ kind of a post dedicated to my lovely mother-Amma as I call her.

For all the times I kicked you when I was in your womb…

For all the times you had to carry me as a baby when I couldn’t carry my own weight…

For all the times you had to run behind me with the food bowl in hand…

For all the times you had to hit the ground because the ground hurt me when I fell…

For all the times I woke you up in the middle of the night because I was hungry and wanted only Marie biscuit to eat…

For all the times you came to school with the lunch box filled with my favourite sweet-dish because I refused to eat anything else…

For all the times you were forced to play those silly games with me because I had no one to play…

For all the times you had to tell me the same old story in the same order because  all I wanted to hear was that one story …

For all the times you had to lay a wet cloth on my forehead because I caught fever and wouldn’t sleep…

For all the times you had to be awake because I stayed up all night  to revise for the exams the next day…

For all the times you had to  listen to my blabbers about college and friends when you had much more important things on mind…

For all the times I had ‘important’ work when you wanted me to help…

For all the times you had to console me  because I was depressed about some silly thing or the other…

For all the times you had to run to the shop to get the required ingredients because my taste buds wished for something that wasn’t readily available…

For all the times you had to support my decisions even when you felt they might not be completely right…

For all the times you had to defend me and my actions…

For all the times you had to laugh and cry with me…

For all the times when you stood as a pillar of support when all other supports lost their ground...

For all the times you had to read my blog posts because no one else would…

For all the times I take you for granted…

…All I want to say is ‘Thanks’ and ‘Sorry’. Thanks for being there Amma and Sorry for not being there most of the times when you actually need me. Love you ma. 

PS: After reading this post, my mum will surely scold me for wasting my time on this post instead of helping her out in preparing for the forthcoming festival. After all, mothers are mothers. As I end this post, I can hear her yell from the kitchen asking for some help.

Uhhh..sorry mum.…next time maybe :)

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Free! Free! Free!

I am not here to sell anything.  I am just here to present my views on something. Anything free grabs the attention of the readers, hence the title.

It is Independence Day today and ,yet , after 64 years of independence, we still ask if we are truly independent? Every year during this time, there is one hot topic of discussion everywhere, be it print media, electronic media, social networking sites  ,or even the blog world- are we truly free?  People have their own views , but most of them feel that we would not be truly independent till we get rid of poverty, corruption, violence, reservations, gender biases, so on and so forth.

Agreed to everything that is said above-freedom from corruption, poverty, reservations, etc etc etc. But one question, is Independence Day really meant to discuss the above said issues or is it to celebrate the fact that as a united nation we could free ourselves  from being ruled by another nation? The essence of celebrating Independence Day seems to have been lost somewhere in between thinking and bringing forth the negativities that the country is currently facing. I am not against discussing the problems; infact, I feel the more discussions we have, the more solutions we would have to solve the problem.

But, come on guys, give me a break. We discuss our problems as a country everyday of our lives irrespective of the fact that we might be contributing very little to get India into a league of its own in terms if economy, military, and other major areas.  Why not spend just one day ‘not’ discussing such issues? Is it so difficult for our politicians to stop blaming the ruling party or the opposition party for the state we are in....just for one day? Is it so difficult to spend the day with fellow beings peacefully....just for one day? Spend one day doing it, you will feel so nice and relaxed and you might want to do it everyday and gradually it will be become a habit.

Every country has its own problems just like every house in which you and  I stay. We do not discuss our problems everyday of our lives, instead, we focus on solving it. Why not use the same strategy in solving the country’s problems? I strongly feel we are on the right road. We are learning fast as a country and we will be there one day where we ought to be. Till then, we need to just put an effort to do how much ever we can to rebuild India the way we want to see it.

  

One last thing, I truly feel liberated, free and independent in my own country!!

Happy Independence Day to all of you. Jai Hind.

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