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Showing posts with label My Family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My Family. Show all posts

Friday, October 13, 2023

Love Takes Over

As I sit down to write this letter, you are just a 4-year-old boy, eagerly preparing for a 10-day stay at grandparents' house for the Dussehra holiday.

Happy Family Enjoying an outing Together
Happy Family Enjoying a Picnic Together

When I first made the decision to send you to grandparents' home for this holiday, my uncertainties lingered. Your uncle had plans to pick you up from Bangalore, and I wondered if you would willingly join him and enjoy the 10 days without us.

But you were so eager and enthusiastic about the idea of spending time with grandparents, aunt's family, and cousins Raakshit and Sravantha. I watched you pack your little bag with such care, and every night, you slept with it right beside you. Your excitement was infectious. You even prepared pizza for your uncle, saved chocloates, cleaned the house, and made the beds for him, and it made me smile to see you so independent, even at such a tender age. 

Infographic with Parenting Tips and Advice
Getting ready🌴 My little explorer carefully packing #FamilyVacation #TravelPrep

As a parent, I consciously made this decision because I wanted to teach independence through this. Above all, I want you to embrace the unconditional love that your grandparents and aunt's family are showering upon you and kindle the bond with cousin.

I will miss you for these ten days, but that's how life goes. I know, as a parent, I must be prepared for this. And then, when it is time for your graduation, you might have dreams that take you across the ocean. I will admit it or probably cry at the thought of you being so far away. But I must be strong, remembering that you are pursuing your dreams and becoming the person you want to be.

Again, One day, you will stumble upon the love of your life, tie the knot, and spread your wings. The thought of you leaving the nest is a hard pill for me to swallow, but I'll bear it because I realize it's a life's slice and crucial for your happiness and personal growthπŸ˜„. Hence, As mother and son, we must learn to live independently, embracing life's core values like finding happiness within ourselves. Whether we stay with our loved ones or venture to new places, we should be adaptable.

Thinking about all this, I was hoping that when you wave bye now, I would be over the moon, thinking I would finally get a break from your mischief with the sensation that "pondati oorukku poita" (wife has gone to her maternal home), and I would be scream "my son oorukku poitan" (my son has gone to his grandsparents home)! πŸ˜‚ #MomLife

But when I waved you goodbye and returned home, it was like a ghost town. The floors were as dry as a desert, missing your magical ability to turn them into a water wonderland. The walls cried out for your artistic touch, and I yearned for our heartwarming chats with your sweet, eye-blinking reactions. The house stood frozen in time, akin to a museum exhibit, with everything perfectly in its place. πŸ˜„πŸ‘ We missed the sight of you rushing to the doorbell, eagerly anticipating a parcel or a visitor. The shelf I had tidied up remained shockingly neat, defying your playful nature. I always caution against bed-wetting, but when the bed stayed fresh, spotless, and fragrant, I couldn't help but miss youπŸ˜„

My dear, hey, wait, I am the one missing you here! Do you really miss me? You have been so happy for the past week, not showing any signs of missing me. Of Course, every kid will go crazy when they have zero restrictions to dive into mounds of chocolate, binge-watch shorts on mobile devices, and, best of all, revel in maximum pampering! πŸ˜„πŸ«πŸ“ΊπŸ›‹️. So, I know you might not miss me! πŸ˜‰ And I understand you were probably trying to escape from this "super spy strict mom." πŸ•΅️‍♀️πŸ˜‚

However, as you bid goodbye, I glimpsed your face, and for a brief moment, it bore a wistful expression. It spoke volumes of the love you hold for us.

With all my love,

Your mamma


Thursday, June 18, 2015

My Forever Friend...

My Forever Friend... 

If I could have anyone I choose as my 'forever friend’ I would choose “him” 
What makes him so special? I can’t be specific. Because each and every thing is so special about him.
I still remember the first kiss he gave on my forehead and I opened my eyes to see him for the first time.
 “He is my hero,” my tiny brain alarmed. I closed my eyes with a smile and a relaxation of being in the hand of a person who will be my guardian for lifelong. He said something to me for the first time but I could not understand what he meant. All I could sense was love in his words.

Wait, wait, Sorry, this was not first time he spoke to me. He has spoken to me several times. What ever he say or express a feeling, silence was my only answer. Yet, these past nine months I enjoyed staying inside a dark protective hollow room listening and admiring his voice and activities. The way he took care of my mom, the support he provided during cooking, washing his clothes by himself to reduce the burden of my mother, those are the first things which attracted towards him.. I love him so much...
Wait!! Wait!! Here comes another girl. Oh! No… she is embracing him…kissing him too. And my hero… is kissing her back.
“OUCH!,” my mother screamed. My hero stopped kissing that girl and ran towards my mom. He rushed towards kitchen to bring water, when my mom said her stomach is burning.
“Of course, it’s my Jealousy” I thought still in angry mode.
My hero touched my mother’s womb and gave her water to drink. The girl who was close to my dad – “so called SISTER” came towards my mother’s womb and was about to say something.  I want to kick her. With full force I kicked her hard with my leg. But it’s my mom shouted in pain and my dad shouted with excitement glittering in his eyes. To gain my hero, My dad’s attention, I started kicking frequently. He is a person who gave me enough freedom to take decision on my own and was the first person to stand beside me, when I was in trouble.
Dad, my hero, not only today, but till my last breath and there after too.... you will still hold that special place in my heart... The greatest gift God gave me was YOU-My Father...

Thanks for showering me with love that no one in the world can ever show. I can bet no one can ever love me, respect me, and understand me the way you do.. My eyes just filled with tears when I write this. May be I feel that tears were the outcome of extreme love.


Things has changed now..

  • He thought me how to drive 2-wheeler. Now I am teaching him, how to drive a car....
  • Formerly he used to load my house with full of toys and gifts.. Now I am gifting him with lots of snacks, dresses and things he love...
  • Before I was his little kid whom he was taking care of... Now he is my kid, Whom I will take care lifelong..


Always Women’s first and forever friend would be definitely be their “DAD” 
I may find my prince in future.. But my dad will always be my king...

Oh No, My mom is scrutinizing with fury. Wait let me give her a hug and tell her that I love her too from my bottom of the heart.





Sunday, May 17, 2015

Ever Time Rememberence

Pages from my #MemoriesOfMotherhood


30-August-2007:
4:00 A.M 

“I should have opted for surgery for my daughter. I could not see my daughter suffering” I could hear my mom's talk even though I was screeching in pain. I could feel a sense of respect in my husband's eyes that was getting increased. My sister was in temple from the time I got the labor pain. My dad to overcome his tension, he was reading newspaper. But only god knows whether the news are getting into his mind or getting slipped off from his mind.

“Come on Push further,” the doctor replied.
“No, I am not able to take it up anymore. I want to give up. I am tired of struggling and baring the pain” I could not even reply. I slowly stopped responding to the doctors and become unconscious.

08.00 A.M

My brain could sense some sensational fondle. With all my left over energy, I struggle to open my eyes and what I saw gave me the energy and hope to the rest of my life. The baby’s skin was as soft as the petals of the Lotus flower.
My , My, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ arrived. I was searching for a word to fill that blank. My angel, my world, my confidence, my life, all those words seems to have no value to express about my baby's arrival.
"It’s has the look of the mother. See the sharp eyes and nose. Its cute" Someone was deliberating. Tears welled up my eyes but it was fixed with an emotion of gratification. A smile lit up my face before the tears could reach my ears.
"My baby ..my my.. BABY arrived" I whispered and realized that’s the best word to fill that blank. When I said that, I felt goose bumps puffing up across my body.

The baby was wrapped in towel and with the help of nurse, I feed my baby. Only women will know and realize how lucky to get that wonderful feeling of feeding their baby. The baby then went back to sleep, wiping all my labor pain by his (her!?) innocent face.

After a while, something struck my mind and I asked my mother, "Was it a baby boy or girl"
Every one broke into a big laughter and shot the question back to me, “Well, what you want?”
I blushed and replied, "Boy or Girl doesn't matter. But After 9 months of wait, I am now curious to know. Please tell me" I almost begged and my hands reached the baby's towel to let slip the secret.
My sister caught my hand and warned, "You need to guess the sex of the baby and if your guess goes wrong, we will take the baby with us."

I looked at my husband for any clue but as usual he put me on spot and gave a smile. I recollected the interaction that I had with my baby for these nine months and the response of my baby when I touch the womb. I looked at the baby. The rose cheeky baby was in deep sleep. Some inner voice gave the answer.  I felt my baby was helping its mother or it could be my intuition too. I said, “It’s a baby boy”

And

And

And

“Yes, I was right” :)

Thank you my sister, for sharing your wonderful #MemoriesOfMotherhood. I hope this post will reminisce you to the journey of mother hood.

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Thursday, December 18, 2014

A vacation with Teddy Travelogues

A vacation with Teddy Travelogues(Club Mahindra) | A vacation with Kid

During Summer vacation which is a duration of 8 weeks, my sister Apoorva engage her son Sanjith in Foreign language class, Handwriting class, Yoga & Aerobics class, Dance class, Skating class, Drawing class, swimming class (oh my god.. let me take a breath) and what not, in all the classes. So, I never get time to spend with the kid during summer vacations. 

But Half-yearly holidays that include Christmas holidays and New Year holidays is always a treasure for me. Since it’s just a duration of 12 days, my sister Apoorva will not have a chance to enroll Sanjith in any of those classes. More over Apoorva works in bank and hence she does not get 12 days leave and she badly needs someone to take care of Sanjith. She has only one choice. To leave Sanjith at Grandparents home ie. My home. Hurray!!!

I count my days for spring vacation and those 12 days are always rejuvenating experience. This vacation is the only thing I look forward in the entire year. Not because I am getting a break. But Sanjith the 5 Year old kid will be spending the vacation with me. He takes me back to childhood, and make me forget all my worries when I am with him. 

My neighbor house does not have any kids and hence Sanjith has only one option - To play with me, to stick with me for his time pass. I must say when the kid is around me; I go crazy and completely transform into a kid, enjoy playing with him. 

The Kid scatters all his toys, books and neatly arranged things from shelf, yet we loved enjoying the clumsy atmosphere.!
Walls will be scribbled with his drawings, yet that’s the most picturesque art. !!
All the talcum powder, Rangoli Powder will be sprinkled on the floor. Yet we love falling in that slippery floor to make him laugh.!!!
He will sit inside the bathroom tub and spoil the water and waste soap, Still we loved him for his naughty things!!!!


My day starts with waking him up with kisses and ends with narrating a story every time.
My brain becomes so creative to make him innovative dosa (heart shape ♥ , rectangle shape and so on). I become a teacher by teaching him cycle... 
Whenever, I go to shop for any purchase, before I take my scooty key Sanjith runs and sits in Scooty as to get one chocolate from the shop. 

Evening Sharp 6.00, I have to take him to Park. I have to help him and the other kids in spinning the merry-go-round. The kids playing on it are so energetic and their happy and positive mood spreads to me. I play teeter-totter with him, when he doesn't get a company. The toughest part comes when I need to vacate the park. He goes to the slide and says, "I will come home only after 15 slides."
I patiently wait counting and watch him playing. I willingly count wrong as to watch him enjoying his slide for more time. 

Who said beach trekking, massage would rejuvenate and relief stress and depression. Go to a park, and get around with kids, you will never get that mesmerizing experience anywhere. Trust me; playing wholeheartedly with a kids is better than going to a psychologist for treating depression. 

Kids add charm to our world. In turn, it’s our duty to ensure that kids have the best time during their vacation. We can take them to Zoo since Kids go crazy when they see cartoons and animals. So whenever Sanjith comes, I take him to Bannerghatta National Park. He compares duck with Donald Duck, talks like Scooby-Doo, acts like Pink Panthe and enjoys the most. After reaching home, he tries to say all the animal names that he saw in zoo to my parents’. He mimicry how it walks, eats and shouts. Their curiosity to learn new things and questions, make us learn things as well.  

Here are the suggestions to make Kids enjoy the vacation:
  1. Take them to Water parks and amusement park. Kids simply love it. 
  2. Take them to resort. 
  3. Take them to Elephant ride.
  4. Take them to a Boat ride. 

Yippeeeee!!!! Just one more day for the vacation to start :)

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Friday, December 5, 2014

5 interesting places I would like to visit

5 interesting places I would like to visit 

I am a person who loves to travel a lot and explore new places. It helps to connect me with nature and rejuvenate myself. New Year is round the corner and its time to make the Wish list (Travel list) for 2015.
In 2015, I would like to Visit 5 interesting places that I always dreamed about.

Chadar Trek (Zanskar Trek) - Frozen River/Zanskar River
Chadar Trek would be the defaulter in the bucket list of every aspiring trekker. I am really sort of words to describe about the beauty and charm of this river during January. I have had explored Beach trekking, trekking in deep rain forest, Night trekking, full moon day beach trekking, But a Trek on Frozen river?
Source- travel.paintedstork.com
From the moment I heard "trekking on a Frozen River", my soul fell in love with it without my knowledge. Its repeated discussion with my co-trekkers made me to long for this. This trekking is best only during the month of January, since only during that time, the Zanskar River freezes down to ice. It’s the most challenging trek and adventurous trek with duration of 8 Nights/9 Days covering a total distance of 105 km. The temperature would be around 15 to 20 degrees (during the day) and -25 to -35 degrees (during the night). My friends told me that, the tea gets frozen off as soon as they take if off from the fire make it hard to difficult to drink. Sounds so thrilling right? And yes, I had already booked my flights tickets and have planned for it during 16 Jan 2015 to 24 Jan 2015
Wondering why the name Chadar? It means thick blanket of the snow. Counting my days to trek on the snow blanket!!!

Boston, United States:
Source - http://www.runnersworld.com/
If Chadar trek is a dream destination for all passionate trekkers, participating at-least once in Boston Marathon would be life-time achievement for all athletes. The Boston Marathon is one of the oldest and prominent race in united states and in order to qualify to run in Boston Marathon, a person should meet their previous record of 3hrs 35min 00sec in their gender and age category. For my gender and age category it is record of 3hrs 35min 00sec, which is equal to a pace of 8:50 per mile. Registration has been already opened for the year 2015 and it’s scheduled on the Massachusetts Patriots’ Day i.e. April 20, 2015.
I would be so pleased if I get a chance to participate in Boston Marathon once in my life time, if not at-least once I should visit Boston to see and encourage those veterans running.

Mount Kilimanjaro 


still from the movie Robot 
It’s in my bucket list to visit at least ONE of the Seven Wonders of the World before I die. Among the Seven Wonders of the World (new list), my first preference would be Mount Kilimanjaro which is otherwise called as Machu Picchu, Peru. Why not Taj Mahal or Great Wall of China? Why am I specific about this world wonder? It’s because of the 2 reasons; first it’s the highest mountain in Africa. Second, I loved it from the time, Rajinikanth and Aishwarya Rai danced for the song Kilimanjaro in the movie Robo(Enthiran). The complete “Kilimanjaro” was shot in Mount Kilimanjaro and the picturesque mountain attracted me. This is also called as Mountain of Light

Melbourne:
I am yet to find the reason for falling in love with Melbourne. My favorite pet is Penguin. I love its goofiest look and it’s so cute. I love watching them swimming and its jump into the air are just amazing. I know in Melbourne there is a dedicated place for penguin named "Penguin Parade". Then I wanted to visit “Healesvile Sanctuary” and explore the animals that I had seen only in Animal Planet and Discovery channel. Last but not least, I wish to visit Eureka Sky deck 88 and wanted to view the inspiring Melbourne in all 380 degree angles.

Leshan Giant Buddha, China
Source - Wikipedia

I am a big fan of Buddha and follow his quotes. From my childhood, I have a huge collection of Buddha Statue and madly wanted to visit all Buddhist temples.If Kashi and Rameswaram are the holy and dream place for Hindus as a Buddha Follower I want to visit Leshan Gaint Buddha. This place has a 71-metre giant stone statue of Buddha with a bright smile on Buddha. So, I want to see Buddha with a height of 71-Metre.

There is one more in my wish list in other words I would say my die-hard desire, which is incredible and that cannot be clubbed with the above wishlist. That' Hiroshima and Nagasaki city in Japan.

Hiroshima and Nagasaki city in Japan:
When I was in school, History was always a boring subject and one can always see me sleeping in the class. But for one of the History lecture, I was completely awake and after reaching home I goggled to learn a lot about it. That's the bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki. The explosion has washed out 2 cities, killing many people. I just closed my eyes and prayed god when I read another dreadful statement. “Still people have an effect due to the radiation exposure.”
I followed regularly about Hiroshima and Nagasaki from that day and now I am so proud to see their growth. One best example would be the large automobile industry Mitsubishi is in Nagasaki. I want to explore both the city Hiroshima and Nagasaki, meet the Japanese people, understand their culture, their positive attitude in coming up after such a tragedy incident.


Friday, August 29, 2014

Happy Birthday Sanju

Happy birthday Sanju
                   
The most important thing in a journey towards any destination is to take that "First Baby Step". Today I am an Author and it’s because of your birth. It was a moment of inspiration to share and it drove to write my first post...

All your first's are treasurable and enlivening moments. Right from your first cry which became the ringtone of entire family members -to-till-date-Each and every second around you has always been special and memorable (The first time I wrapped you around my arms, your first smile and my naughty acts in a sing-song pitch pattern to make you giggle...Your smile in your sleep....Your first roll over - Hah, You actually took little time in rolling over and I helped (or tortured!?) by pushing over to the side.. Your first tummy walk, first baby step) These are only few ...

Sanju..Your smile, tiny hand and leg movements make us go crazy...We used to long for your sweetie smile and raspberries blow..

And your first vaccination? I just ran out of doctor's room not being able to see the needle pricking your tiny hand... Your first tonsure?! You were very cool as MS Dhoni and did not cry. We managed by offering zandu balm and you got engrossed. But second time!? your little eyes sensed the knife and you cried like hell :(

Your mom was so strong and never shed tears. But when you got fever the first time, she called us  and burst out into tears. You have such an impact...

Sanju you are a teacher too, 
You want us to entertain by putting the similar steps of "Vazha Meenu" song and we did not have courage to reject Sanju kutty wish. Outcome@!?, Your Thatta and patti used to imitate the steps of Gana Ulaganathan and thereby becoming a great dancers.  

Singing lullaby to make you sleep and indeed we had a theme song for you and that’s Sutum Vizhi. Sleeping on the cradle you hum with us and when we stop singing thinking you doze off, your voice goes to  peak commanding us to sing non-stop.

Acting unwise in front of you and listening to your brilliant answers… pretending as if I don’t know Alphabets and numerics and learning it from you...losing to you in running and cricket made me realize that evan a loss can be sweeter if the winner is a child..

When I lost the gold ring on the beach and you, one of your slipper to the waves, myself and Ramya Akka decided not to inform parents about the loss of ring. But as soon as your dad stepped in, you felt sorry for losing the slipper and when your dad had forgiven you, you jumped with overjoy and said, “appa, i had only lost one slipper of a pair,chiti had lost the only ring she had” and embarrassed in front of everyone. That was innocence at its sweetest best.

And now, you play "Logo Quiz - Cars" game and approach me for guessing the car company name.   Googling all car logos and saving it to my gallery, I show-off as if “Chiti knows everything”. But for one logo, the answer was not available with the picture I had and while acting as if I was recollecting, you gave a shock by saying, “Chiti search in gooogle like earlier”.  Yeah, how did I forget that you are growing up...You care for your mom now, when she takes vomit and suggest her to eat horse gram Rasam….

Sanju, you are our love and light of our family..you showed me, where true happiness can be found and it comes from a child.. 

"Because time itself is like a spiral, something special happens on your birthday each year. The same energy that God invested in you at birth is present once again."~Menachem M Schneerson

Love you Always :) 

Sunday, June 29, 2014

Dad My Role Model by Deepika Muthsamy









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Friday, November 22, 2013

Congrats on your Doctorate

My dear Doctor Akka 
Big Kudos for your Doctorate in physics 





"PHD" - The top academic degree requires lot of Tenacity, Passion and Discipline.

Definitely you must have faced obstacles in laboratory access and Guide support when you shifted to Malaysia. But you utilized the opportunities you had in Malaysia and work around the challenges and came up with flying colors.

Since I was with you when you were doing the MPhil, I know the amount of hard work, dedication, Motivation (tion, tion, tion) you put in for mastering. For PHD!???? My head swirls

Just wondering, After all with MPhil you achieved 100% results in your teaching career.….with PHD? Your students are gonna rock for sure

All the best Akka, for your new career which is going to kick off in couple of Months. 3 Years of sacrifice for your family and Kid is a brave step any women would step back to take. But you did with all your confidence. You will go heights for your stamina and sacrifice

I am very happy to be a part of Doctorate family 

Thursday, April 4, 2013

SOLDIER FOR WOMEN - Its my dad - My Hero

I would like to write about a man who stood up for a woman with courage and integrity. Its none other than my dad.

Still the craze for boy child in India does not go off.


At least the expectation for a second child (considering the fact first child was female), by default they expect to be "Male Child"

But my dad was different in this case. He was open to accept any child. And was more happy when the second child was also a female child.

When I complained about how hard my Post graduation exams are, you patted on my arm and said "Just attend the exams. No Probs, if you fail too, we have October to take it again,


More than a Father, you have been a wonderful friend always,

He taught me to walk when I could not,

HE taught Success in my life, when I needed

No matter how old i become, I Will be always a Daddy Girl and your knaughty little princess ♥ ♥

Friday, January 25, 2013

Longing: The Desire to Hold His Hand


"One Bangalore," I blurted out, offering the money to the bus conductor.

"Right now, you are in Bangalore," the conductor muttered, giving me a strange look as he handed the money back.

"Oops, One Erode," I said, feeling embarrassed. The conductor accepted the fare and gave me a thorough once-over.

This was the day I had been eagerly awaiting for the past ten months. My excitement was overpowering, and I couldn't contain myself. I kept checking my watch every minute.

"What time will we reach Erode?" I asked the conductor for the 25th time, testing his patience.

"The arrival time doesn't change just because you keep asking," he replied, slightly annoyed. I grinned at the conductor and began daydreaming about the person I was going to meet during this five-hour journey.

After ten months of anticipation, I was finally going to see him. I had no idea what he looked like.

"Is he thin or fat? Fair or dark? Does he have curly or straight hair?" I pondered, clueless. We had spoken many times, but his responses were always evasive.

"How should I start? Should I greet him with a smile? Or should I go straight for a conversation and offer him a kiss on the forehead?" I rehearsed various scenarios in my head. But my plans were shattered when I actually met him.

There he was, right before my eyes. But his beauty left me speechless. I couldn't utter a single word. He was so incredibly cute that I had never seen like him in my entire life.

♣♣♣

"Erode, Erode," someone tapped my shoulder, bringing me back to reality. I woke up and realized it had all been a dream. I thanked the conductor and hurried to the hospital.

♣♣♣

The nurse at the reception was dozing off.

"Hello, Ramya and Thangaprakash. Which room are they in?" I asked the nurse.

"Go straight and take a left. It's the third room," she replied, half-asleep.

I dashed towards the room, shouting a quick "Thank you" to the nurse.

"Shhh, Silence Please," the duty nurse warned, pointing to a wallpaper featuring a child with its finger on its lips. I smiled at her and rushed inside the room.

The baby was peacefully sleeping in the cradle, and in my excitement, I accidentally threw my slippers aside.

As I approached the cradle, someone tugged at my hair and pulled me towards the exit. It was my aunt.

"Why? Let me see the baby," I pleaded.

"You're one day late. So, you're not supposed to see the baby," she teased, continuing her leg-pulling games. But my eyes remained fixated on the cradle.

"Please, Auntie. Let me have a look," I implored.

Upon seeing the earnestness on my face, she released her grip on my hair. I tried to make another rush towards the baby, but my mother blocked my way.

"What now? Let me see him. I've been waiting for almost 8 hours," I pleaded.

"First, go wash your hands, legs, and face with soap, and then you can approach the baby," my mom instructed.

I hurriedly rushed to the bathroom, washed my face and hands at lightning speed, and headed back towards the baby, hoping no one would stop me this time.

But my uncle intercepted me, asking, "What's your age?"

"Seriously, now? Please, uncle, let me see him," I begged.

"You're grown up. Can't you wash your hands properly?" he chided, pointing at the soap bubbles still lingering on my hands.

"Go and wash them again," he insisted.

I complied, but instead of heading towards the bathroom, I found myself drawn towards the baby. However, my dad quickly grabbed my hand and firmly guided me towards the bathroom, instructing me to wash my hands.

Reluctantly, I went back to the bathroom and washed my hands again, praying to encounter no more obstacles. When I finally approached the cradle, my sister called out, "Make sure you wipe your hands with a towel. We don't want the baby to feel cold."

Impatient to see him, I couldn't waste a second searching for a towel. I hurried over to my mom, quickly wiped my hands on her saree, and made my way towards the baby.

"Kuttyyyyyy," I whispered with excitement.

The baby responded with a gentle wriggle. Everyone in the room shot me a stern look, silently warning me not to disturb the peace. I approached the cradle and gazed at the baby. He lay there, pink and delicate, soundly asleep with his tiny eyes closed.

I reached out my finger, delicately caressing the palm of his tiny hand. To my surprise, he grasped my finger tightly. My heart skipped a beat. What warmth and tenderness! His hands were softer than lotus petals or butterfly wings.I was filled with a deep sense of love and connection. The wait and anticipation had finally paid off, and I knew that this beautiful baby would forever hold a special place in my heart.

I wished I could touch that tiny, pink, soft hand once again...

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Happy Anniversary to My Lovable Parents


“One of the greatest awards in the world is parent, and one of the biggest blessings in the world is to have parents to call mom and dad.”- Jim DeMint

Our parents are eventually responsible for nurturing us and bringing us into the world, so celebrating their precious wedding day that they determined to couple together is a move that will mean a lot to them.

I was jaded in gifting a Sari to mom and shirt to dad which I and my sister do every year. Like the Hutch dog which follows the boy in all unlikely locations, my corporate world too asks us to follow a 10 letter word in all circumstances and in all projects. And that 10 letter word is  “I*N*N*O*V*A*T*I*O*N”

Does that magical 10-letter word is meant only for my corporate world? Why not I try for my parents wedding day? And because of the so and so thought, I got a very innovative idea (Not exactly, atleast its a innovative idea in that small city Erode)

I carefully choose a good-looking greeting card from Archies Galleries, Bangalore a month before and was in process of enhancing the card with expressive and sentiment words for a life time remembrance.I was sort of leave and hence could not get leave to be with my parents.

Erode does not have facility to deliver at the time we specify. My only criteria, the cake and Bouquet should reach my home before 8.00 AM (i.e. before my mom leaves for school) and my parents should receive the gift in couple. When checked with the Bouquet and cake shop, they said they can’t give any commitments on delivery time. I thought by sitting on sofa, while at desk, while attending my daily status call, travelling in cab and a bright idea clicked. I thought of delivering the gift first to my friend well in advance on Wednesday and I requested my friend to deliver it to my home on Thursday morning 8.00 AM.


Everything went well as planned.
It may be just a small gift, but the happiness they received on that was enormous. Just copy, paste my idea for your parents wedding day too. The result and happiness you get on that is .................
A very true touching moment.....

Friday, August 10, 2012

A Remarkable Birthday



Birthday !? - The day we Sense ourselves as Angels/Superhero’s.

I love it from my childhood days, when my mom and dad clutch my tiny hands along with the knife to cut the cake.
I treasured it during my school days, reason being color dress? Nah major reason, we were excused from scolding’s and beatings. Distributing chocolates to people residing in our neighborhood and getting excited on receiving Rs.5 and mom making a note in a notebook/dairy to return that Huge money back during their kid birthday. What a charming life we had those periods?
Time has distorted our minute happiness. Though we (our friends exactly) woke us at the stroke of the midnight to have fun and frolic and offering a cake facial along with the ingredients of colas, chips, and pizzas Will that fulfill the pleasure we had those days?
Yes, it will. I tried to celebrate this year birthday in a different way and it was my best birthday I ever had
August 10th 2012 is extra special not because I have completed 25 years of age in this gorgeous planet. But for 3 reasons

1. August 10th 2012 was Krishna’s birthday as well (Krishna Jayanthi)

2. I did 25 new things.

3. Started a New initiative

I wonder whether a small wish from our lovable ones makes a difference. But yes it does. Thanks to Sharmi who wished with a drowsy tone.

Anita -my colleague/Friend who sent a Sweet “Happy Birthday” message at 12. She is a step a head; she not only wished me, but wished entire contacts in her mobile. Yes, in sleep instead of forwarding it to me, she sent to group.

My Cheeewt friend Abi. A charming ever smiling and attractive. Abi my sweet friend whom I envied first, admired second, inspired now. My Hyderabad days were the golden moments in my life. Sentimentally I feel the reason was Abi. On the day I was departing Bangalore she gave me a beautiful bag and wished whole hearted from heart. Because of her wishes, whenever I smile, I thank her. I was urged to spend my birthday with her and thats how I landed in her house Thursday.
The best gift one could ever receive would be prayers for us. And I received that beautiful invaluable gift from Abi along with a book. we went for sleep at 12.45 after few historical story narration by abitha. I/We targeted to wake up by 5, but ended up by getting up at 6. After a refreshing Siplicious tea with artificial milk powder :) we went to park and played badminton for 1 hour. After Kayakalpa, Yoga and meditation She treated me with chapati and went to a temple.

Temple was rush because it was Friday, Aadi Friday, krishna janmashtami bla bla. I whispered my prayers to Nandi ears as I believed it will reach lord shiva. I covered its one ear and whispered in another ear as I don't want the wish to leave through the other ear. Lol

Overall, It was a remarkable birthday

Few wishes from my friends,
N.J
Happy Birthday
Many many happy returns of the day
May on this special day all your dreams come true and you be a golden fairy in a chariot
We thank the Lord for this day,
As we celebrate your special day,
It’s like only yesterday,
When we celebrating your birthday.




We thank the Lord for another year that gone by,
As time really does fly,
And again it's your Birthday
We pray that God will bless you in any way.
We thank the Lord for the precious blessing like you,
We see you grow in love, wisdom and care
And we know it’s really an answered prayer.
We may not give you the best in this world,
But we pray that you will richly bless by God’s Word.
Just trust in the Lord with all your heart,
And all thy ways acknowledge Him as he directs thy path.

Each year our birthday forces us to grow
Into the person whom we have yet to know
With circumstances that hopefully have made us wise
When we learn from our multitude of mistakes and tries.

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 HI ,

A special greetings to my special friend. India celebrate Krishna jeyanthi and Deepika’s jeyanthi. Krishna’s birth happen in the past and the birth achievement know to the world. Deepika’s achievement will be know to the world. If there is achievement in your life time then only the birth to this world is meaning full. I know you will ..

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Sunday, June 19, 2011

♥ ♥ ♥ Happy Fathers Day ♥ ♥ ♥



When I complained about how hard my Post graduation exams are, you patted on my arm and said "Just attend the exams. No Probs, if you fail too, we have October to take it again,
More than a Father, you have been a wonderful friend always,



You taught me to walk when I could not,
You taught Success in my life, when I needed
No matter how old i become, I Will be always a Daddy Girl and your knaughty little princess ♥ ♥

Happy Fathers day My hero....
You are the best DAD in this world...

Friday, July 30, 2010

Happy Retirement Dad. .

A special dedication to my dad. . .

I honor my dad who is getting retired from his 37 years of service. . . 

We are always a child to our parents.Likewise, We always feel our father as young hero. I could not believe myself that he is getting retired.

He started his career immediately after his graduation and got government posting within a month. 

My dad always believes “Silence is more eloquent than words”. He is a Miser, but yet spendthrift in love.As George Herbert said "One father is more than a hundred schoolmasters" I learnt to speak, walk, eat , etc, etc from you. .

The commitment you show towards your work, the patience you show towards a situation, the love you show on us is always admired by me.

Dad, Retirement is
“A chance to do the special things

You always wished you could.

Retirement is a special time

For knowing...life is good.”

Today, there was a farewell in his office and all his colleagues and friends came to our home evening to give sendoff.
They asked my mom to take "aarthi" and welcome him. It was a heart touching moment and it was touching moment when everyone wished him. we arranged a dinner party at home and all his colleagues gave him adieu.



My grandma, sister, sanju everyone welcome him with a warm smile. I could see a small feel on my dad's face. :) :) 
I wanted to say, Dad you enjoy your life, I am there to take care of you. But I remembered "puli pasichaalum pulla thingaathu". You feel more happy only if you are not dependent on any one.

Here are my few words for you. .

you are a simple man with simple dreams.you are my hero.you are very smart..

Congratulations on your Retirement. . .

I love you Muthus. . .

Friday, December 4, 2009

SANJUs Interview!!!

 My Sanju is giving one of his 1st interview to get ahead in this race of life (school admission). We kept repeating ABCD… 1234… Jonny Jonny, what is your name etc… and along with it we all had promised him chocolates if he gave the answers!!!

Here’s a small part of his interviews with teacher in school!!!

Teacher : What is your Name?


He started crying and he said "I wont say (Naan solla Matean)".

No wonder he got the admission!!!

Thursday, August 30, 2007

Hello world . . I am Sanju. .

This is my first post and close to my heart....
This article was my inspiration to start a blog and underpinning to my author's Journey
The memories of my nephew' birth made me crazy and I wanted to preserve those memorizes in form of writing... 

Sanjith Raghav,

August 30 2007, Thursday


Doctor Confirmed "Our Cute Hero" /hihi will be delivered on Aug 30th. I went temple, pulled my friends to pray for my sister and kutty.

I was in IBM Training (Initial days) but my thoughts were around my sister.
As it was just 10 days I joined IBM, I could not get leave to be with my sisters. ☹

I was waiting for my dad's call to hear, New angel came to our family.
☆☆☆
My Phone vibrated. :)
In training, I ignored the instructor and took the call. My dad said, Both are fine :).
I asked my dad to pinch him, and make him cry. (Enna oru Villa thanam). Do you think My sisters will let him to pinch tat kutty ???

pavam kolandha.. dont Pinch him." Call me When he cries ", I requested my dad,
I acted smart as if I am good chithi.I got a call, when tat kutty cried.
"Kuva., Kuva., ☃ " this is how he cried. Appa, cant express in words how sweet his voice was.
A. R Rahman, Vidyasagar has to get training from my papu for such a sweet voice.


ooops !!! i forget i was in training....
Object Repository . . Local Object Repository .. Share Objected Repositories the trainer started to blabber. All my thoughts were around hospital .
I opened Google and typedwhat kids like to play? What to gift a Baby?  /hmm

I imagined the baby would be pummpy and fatty as in movies. I started dreaming about our angel. I started Friday night, Bangalore to Erode, 5 hours travel (oh God),It was very boring and I felt the driver drives very slow. I ran to see the little baby,and it was crying for me "Chiti, Chiti, :)" My mom gave him, in my hand, cute baby yawned with his small mouth and opened his one eye and looked at me.He immediately went for sleep. It was very small, I felt my mom,dad and sisters are very big.

He punished me, by passing Chu chu (for coming 2 days late).Watching my sister's baby for the first time was one of the most beautiful things in the world. It was absolutely mind blowingly awesome and a moment that I will never forget My mom and dad were double happy and proud as they saw their grand child and daughters experience in IBM. I showed my IBM ID card to kutty and did so much over show.This is the little angel we love and gets all our time and attention



Now Our little dude is 2 years old doing all naughty things. ☺☺☺
Can you believe tat he said "Appa Happy birthday " to his dad today ???