Monthly Archives: May 2010

we have an entry…

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all we need is a contest.

shruti!

photoframe.
phew!

this is the entry for your soon-to-be-held (hint hint) contest using only ‘raw materials from trees’

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10 minutes away…

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a young couple committed suicide, after poisioning their 2 year old. they live 10- minute drive away from my home.

they were from mumbai. they moved in only a month ago…here’s the news item

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just now, i read a news report that the couple were “despondent because their child was mentally retarded” and therefore took the extreme step.
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very disturbing
and very sad

sambar 2.1

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the b.f.f to me on phone from Canada:

“first restructure your sentences with motherly love and then give me updates about the kiddies…”

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one-week-old trivia filed and retained for AJ, who loves these things. apparently Lord Kama’s bow was made of sugarcane and his bowstring = a row of bees. AJ. if you already knew that.. hmpf.

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friend chances on a few doodles i made on a paper months ago. “Did you write this when you were very troubled?” Blown away by her guess. Spot on. She’s now ex-friend. Upgraded to soulmate.

the ripple-effect post

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this simple post was like a tag. the words sat in my subconscious for a bit.

and today:

~ I gave XXXRinggit to a struggling family hit by a crisis (I planned to do this eight days ago and didnt.)

~ And bought a round of juice and icecream for a team of sweepers in our apartment. they sweep and mop 18 floors, the lift, the car park and the garden.

Thank you swaram …

sambar version 2.0

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conversation between two 4.y.olds that i wish i hadnt overhead.

kid 1. “i can dig your nose for you if you want…
kid 2. “no i can dig your nose for you if you want.”

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after the n+1th ‘are you pregnant’ question?
i hit the gym. i lay down on something that looks like a 3-foot slide. and i couldnt get off. it seemed too risky. the 45 degree incline. so i lay there and did all the other exercises in my head.

a sambar of a post

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first with a neat rhymey wish from PV for mother’s day

Dear MiM
Decided to wish you on a Whim
Hope your cup of joy is full to the brim
With FB, Param and the MMMiM
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I wanted to send her a rhymey wish right back. but i’m stuck. what rhymes with PV?
TV. Peevey.
So i just said thank you. thank you PV🙂
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Minal passed on a tag. Going through that… I am aghast at how utterly blameless my life has been. Pathetic. I am as interesting as a towel. In fact. I am as interesting as firstborn’s discarded yellow sock that’s two years old. Sheesh.

*Wipes tears off, with aforementioned towel.*
**I could wipe em off with aforementioned yellow sock, but the sock isn’t cottony soft**

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we are playing musicalchair fevers these days. baby param, in deference to our buying a new thermometer, is giving us value for money.

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And my ma. has begun sending me fwds. it used to be a thinkpiece from the economist, an article from hoot.org. etc
today it’s quotable quotes from vijayakanth’s english dialogue (i dunno if it appeared in a movie):

“U can bcome an engineer if u study in
engineering college. U cannot become a president if
u study in Presidency College”

with that i know… the kathiri summer is getting to her.

mother’s pride…

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is when baby param throws his half-licked lollipop in the dustbin. I am pleased. I think: the kid knows to reject what’s bad for him. He’s showing un-MiM like restraint in the hard-boiled sweets department. I am proud.

an hour passes.
firstborn shrieks for me.

I run to the kitchen to see baby param who has retrieved the very same lollipop from the dustbin (filled with the dregs of yesterday’s rasam, a veggie chucked out of the fridge without the mmmim’s knowledge, puli stones, onion peels, rotten onion peels, smelly rotten onion peels… )

and the kid is giving the very same lollipop another loving lick.