Archive | July 2012

I am Happy Today!!

Isn’t it amazing and stupendously thrilling to suddenly get back in touch with friends you thought you’d lost forever. And that too after a gap of more than 30 years. That’s a whole lot of time.

We were classmates at the only local English medium school. Our parents (fathers mostly) were either the employees of the same Company or were businessmen. School was a regular affair and we were at that precarious age of adolescence where the boys and the girls could barely stand each other but could talk about nothing else either.

The parting came suddenly. The Company where our fathers worked closed down due to some problems and all the families scattered away to different parts of the country or maybe even the Globe. We were, I think, too young to comprehend this change or the fact that we would never see our friends again. The change came so swiftly that we were unable to exchange future addresses, the few that we DID have got lost in the sands of time. And, as they say, time marches on. We all got busy with our lives. Building careers, families, shouldering responsibilities, but the memories of that golden childhood remained, surfacing from time to time as we would come across old pictures in an old album. And we would wonder where our friends would be and what and how were they doing..


    picture of our class in fourth grade (1978)

    our class in sixth grade

And now thanks to the modern advances of technology, of networking sites, we found each other again. One of my old classmates took up this herculean challenge and systematically hunted some of us down. One thing led to another and now suddenly a bunch of old friends are together and we can’t stop talking, chatting, sharing news, pictures and it seems as if the past 30years have simply dissolved away.

The joy of finding old friends can’t be explained in words. It’s like suddenly coming across the treasure chest that you were always looking for. You hoped you would find a few nuggets at most but end up with a chestful of goodies. And friends are a treasure, no matter how long or how far we are apart.


Happy First Anniversary!!It’s been one year since I started my blog and wrote my first post. It has been quite a journey so far beginning with all the apprehensions and doubts of a newbie to a more chilled out blogger, comfortable with putting my thoughts out for the world. And, I still have “miles to go”..

During this past year I have come across some amazing, talented and beautiful bloggers. They inspired me, made me smile, gave me some food for thought or simply took my breath away with their beautiful pictures and creative ideas. And there are many more wonderful bloggers out there waiting to be discovered by me and that’s something I’m really looking forward to.

This year I received my first (and only) award-  the ‘Illuminating Blogger Award’.

This was awarded to me by Brigitte from

Brigitte’s Banter

– an amazing blogger herself who does the most inspiring posts.

And here’s a  list of other blogs that I enjoy

Get Write Down To It

all five horizons

Bucket List Publications

Great Smitten

Mostly Bright Ideas


Fear No Weebles

LIFE and Leadership by Chris Brady

Modern Scheherzade

pumps & iron

DENY Designs

Second Lunch

life to reset

Kristen Lamb’s Blog

I Train, Therefore I Eat.


Five in Tow

Embracing the Mundane

Cartoons & Creative Writing

Sarah Smiles Awhile

Live to Write – Write to Live

Girl on the Contrary

I wish to give them all Awards but I’m still figuring out how this space works( i’m a slow poke learner).

Reading other bloggers’ posts also made me get in touch with my own self in more ways than one and I figured out a few more things about myself-

  1. I love working out. Every morning once the alarm goes off I’m all pepped and geared up for workout session, at home.  I’ve also started looking up some good exercises that can help me stay fit. And I’m loving the zing that I get after a good, sweaty session of cardios, yoga, Pilates or weights.
  2. Strong women inspire me- I have a beautiful quote that I’d noted in my diary, long back-“there’s a growing strength in women, but it’s in the forehead, not the forearm”. Completely dig that.
  3. Although I’m a great cook as endorsed by my daughter’s friends ( and I say this with all the humility and modesty  I can muster), and I love looking up new recipes and noting them down but I hate to potter around the kitchen.  In fact most of the time what happens is that I try a new dish and it turns out good then when I try it the second time I usually make it all up and it turns out different but still Yummy, which results in a debate between Hubby and daughter as to which one was better while I sit cool as cucumber because I know it will turn out still different the third time round..
  4. I now don’t shy away from attempting something new however tough it might seem at first.

For this year I do have some plans about my posts. I have learnt a lot about different countries, their cultures and ways of life. So this year I’ve decided to tell the world about my country, it’s culture, it’s festivals, it’s rituals, it’s history and other interesting things,  along with my usual ramblings. I hope and will try to make them an interesting read for all.

So I’m still exploring the blogosphere, trying to decipher it’s huge and amazing potential of bringing the talents and creativity of millions of people across the globe onto one small platform. Of making people aware of the ways of life of people from different cultures and countries so that we may learn to respect, appreciate our differences and understand each other better.

On our recent trip to Ladakh, we met a 72 years, wise, old American lady, who’s been visiting Ladakh for the past 25 years and has been friends with  a family,( they were running the hotel we stayed in)in fact more a family member now. Her name was ‘Ellen’ and she’d travelled to a lot of places and countries on this planet. She said to us,

“People all over the world are the same. They want to live their lives peacefully with dignity, work hard with honesty, and want a better world and life for their children.”

A beautiful thought and that must be the reason we feel a kinship with others when they share their lives, feelings and experiences.

I sign off now with great hopes for the coming year. As such life always has her own share of surprises for me. CHEERS!!

PROBLEM 3 –A Taxing Problem

It’s been a long time now but I’ve figured out another problem that really bothers me-even more than the first two.  The first one now doesn’t seem to be much of the trouble and the second one still persists-so much so that now I’ve started jogging without any music at all.

Now, coming to my problem no. 3. Come year end (I mean, the financial year in March) and I start getting the heebie-jeebies. It’s that time of the year when we have to put down on paper the past year’s incomes, expenses, investments and other mumbo jumbos of all things financial so that the taxmen can collect their dues.

                                                                         what I look like as the year end approaches

Hubby dear believes and insists that I’m sufficiently educated and perfectly capable to tackle, at least, my own finances, considering they don’t amount to much. After all I am no J.K.Rowling or a movie star or a politician. So all I have to do is sit with the files of the year gone, prepare a comprehensive chart of all the inflows and outflows of cash, add in the necessary details and I’m done. I then just have to pass on all these details to a dear, dear friend who then does all the difficult work of assessing my records, making corrections if necessary, calculating what I owe to the taxmen and finally filing my tax returns. So basically all I have to do is the easy part.

                                                                        what I look like when I have to start

But even that seems no less than climbing the Everest to me. You see, the moment I lay my eyes on the files and the figures within, I am seized by a bout of dyslexia. The numbers jump out from the pages and begin floating before my eyes and even the basic mathematics of addition and subtraction suddenly acquire the proportions of a calculus problem. My brain goes into a spin and then starts working overtime thinking up new excuses to keep putting off the said work. It’s only when, I’m gently and persistently sent reminders from “the friend” ,that guilt takes over and I finally get down to complete the work.

                                                 what I look like when I see the numbers and the figures

Over the last few years I’ve realized that the reason for this problem lies not with the numbers or figures as I make myself believe, but with ME. Because they bore me and also scare me to a degree,I’ve unknowingly created a block which prevents me to actively face this problem(I think it’s the same with most of our problems in life). Give me a Chemistry or a Biology problem to tackle or for that matter even a History mystery to solve and I’m game. I can spend hours on the net or in the library and enjoy the challenge. But Accounts give me the shudders. Every year on ‘the Resolutions Day’(the New Year), when others are resolving to shed those oodles of fat or finishing that long forgotten project or taking some major decisions, I resolve to conquer my fear of Figures and devote time and energy to educate myself so that I no longer feel overwhelmed by the numbers, but so far, like all resolutions mine too has come to a naught.

But I’m an eternal optimist and I know the day will come when I’ll finally have crossed the hill(or the mountain as it seems now). After all I do believe in the song

“we shall overcome— SOMEDAY”

Meanwhile… my account work this year is almost done with… Phew..until next year!!