THE POEM CALLED LIFE

I wanted Achu to go to Swingers for a dance workshop but it didn't work out. So he went for another theatre and dance workshop which started 2 week ago and ended with a cute show yesterday. KK was in town for Chinnu's admission. Acha got her into VIT. So am glad we might have more visits from KK for the next 5 years.   P,U,C and I met up at my place. It was great. The kids came along so it felt good watching them play together.Our chats were restricted to kid-friendly topics. A you missed it darling and we missed you. MIL is sick. She was in hospital for a couple of days. She is recovering. But at a very slow pace. She will need a physiotherapist for a month or two. Had a little trip planned for next week but it got canceled. Poor Achu will not have a trip this summer to jabber about. Its sure summer but we did have a little thunder storm yesterday night and a sweaty power cut to go with it. The search for the best inverter is on. I optimistically blame my stars for what...

When I was a child It was easy to love and not expect I was loved all the same When I was a gal It was easy to love but expectations crept in and I was loved all the same When I was a lady It seemed easy to love and to expect -a right There was love all the same Now a woman Its a dream to love and not to expect Where is love ? I ask, in shame. Unconditional Love An oxymoron to me :)

     Shashtri looked out and spotted Durga Devi looking celestial and jubilant in a purple and red silk sari. Her knee length hair was neatly decorated with orange chrysanthemums. Her bindi resembled the setting sun. A very masculine Sreenivas stood next to her. His physique could frighten any being in the vicinity. Then there was the very prosperous Madhanlal who wore gold and diamond rings on all his ten fingers.             Badri in his usual white dhoti kurta and his wife Roopa in a simple silk cotton orange sari with gold border, were there too. They looked disheveled by the 112 km drive they had. undertaken. Natrajan and his friend Vikram in their starched and ironed white shirts with khaki pants were restless for they were already late for school.        Roopa’s desperate eyes fell on Jeevatha in her little pink polka frock, dancing, singing and playing hide and seek between Padma’s sari p...

Our power cables snapped at 8.55 pm yesterday. Called the power guys and they inspected the place and found a burnt cable.It was a hot summer's night and we were not very glad to know that our cooling appliances were not gonna work until the next day. Panic followed by expressions and emotions that resembled a family of ants disturbed by a burnt out match Amma: Oh no! What to do let's go to a hotel Acha: Let me call B and find out if anything can be done Me: Let's go to a hotel ...for a change Achu: Amma pediyarikkunu (Am feeling scared) Candles and emergency lamps lit, we created our own fans with Achu's puzzle books, the day's paper and a marriage invitation card. Option 1 Since it was still early we checked a hotel close to our house. Extravagant you call it?....bear necessity I call it...it was boiling...thankfully we didn't have any mosquito friends buzzing into our eardrums. But then hey it was hot and we were bathing in sweat. Acha: Double roo...

Went for a seminar at the Institute to gain CPE hours.Glad I went for it. Got a few books from Landmark. Their having a 50% off on a section of books. Have to go and dig a bit more. The heat is rising , power shut downs more often, watermelons and cucumbers on the road, a lot of sweat....Its the summer of 2011 at Chennai Routine : AC room - AC car - AC cabin - AC car - AC shop - AC car - AC room . End of day. Willis I love you :) Have to salute to the ironing man, the construction workers, the factory workers and the many who have to toil in the hot sun. Thank my Amma for standing in the kitchen which equals a furnace and still providing us yummy food.  Ps. Have alot of reading to do.