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It definitely was an important day for me to remember – it became the MOST important day – the three unexpected questions in the unexpected situation from an unexpected person made it a superlative day! I will continue to wonder on why I became so lucky today to be aware of these questions and answers.
It sounds very cryptic, but what I experienced today was indeed cryptic at that time. It took time for me to appreciate that it was a unique happening and one of those significant times which I need to remember my entire life.
Barring all the details, here are the three questions and the answers – these made me feel connected with the universal soul which is always prevalent and waiting for me to acknowledge its presence.
Question 1: Do you know that everyone who is born in this world has to die one day?
Answer 1: Yes
Question 2: Do you think someone who suffers a lot due to a physical ailment or with a terminal illness will feel free and happy that they are dying?
Answer 2: They might be relieved of the physical pain and may be happy that they are getting free of it. They still would have enjoyed even that time of physical ailment as they could spend those extra time basking in the attention of their loved ones, being aware of the affection they shower on them.
Question 3: Do you think only the physical body goes away and the soul is still looking out for their loved ones?
Answer 3: Yes, the death is only physical – the soul stays and looks out – that is when you connect with the universe
Everything is oxymoron, from every perspective
‘Absolutely unsure’ and in a ‘calm storm’
A ‘real dream’ which is ‘attractively distractive’
And a ‘true illusion’ which is ‘out of norm’
Still, is an interesting journey to a ‘definite mystery’ destination,
‘Focussing to defocus’ on the ‘perfect imperfection’
‘Consistently changing’ to ‘connect the disconnect’ with the cosmic soul
‘Experiencing inexperience’ and living the ‘illogical logic’ which is in ‘chaotic control’!
It had been a long-standing challenge - practising the knowledge. It is an established documented fact (come on, I documented in this blog here….) that the outcome of any event depends on the response to that event. I am yet to put that knowledge to use 100%.
I had two such events in the last 24 hours….making me introspect on how long it is going to take to get ourselves practice what we know….
The first incident made me realize the need to strongly emphasize in my communications on how much I value my ideals. While I have my ideals, I also believe that it is an individual’s prerogative of having their own ideals (rights and wrongs) which will vary with every individual. Oxymoron belief!
In this context, it becomes very important to react to someone’s thoughts in the right way – communicating the intent is extremely critical - needs excellent clarity of thoughts and the choice of right words. “my ideals are different. while what you say/do are different from mine, I appreciate it is your prerogative to do/what you think as long as it is beyond my boundary”.
The second incident made me realize that in the fit of the moment, you lose your knowledge and just react to a situation in a wrong way – your anxiety kills your knowledge and just after that few minutes you kick yourself for reacting to a situation without applying your knowledge …… phew!
In both the incidents, a particular value or reaction of an individual is not in alignment with my thoughts/values. While I can still look at the big picture and appreciate how much value each individual carry, I am still a long way in ensuring my confident reaction to the specific incidents.
This challenge is really dodging me…..knowledge and practice!!
Couple of days back, I happened to listen to my relative who said that they plan to settle down in Bangalore (that is a ten year plan from now!). As always, I was rambling and listing down the good things about Bangalore - ofcourse, the recent post I did was on top my mind - http://ireach.wordpress.com/2011/12/02/bangalore-the-best/
When I finished my ramblings, I saw my cousin giving me a condescending funny look….I felt it meant ” so, what happened to the morning ramblings about the place you spent your childhood ……..you seem to be liking all places….”….
That made me think…..looks like MY PLACE – whichever corner of the world it is in - IS ALWAYS THE BEST! - It definitely is a wise saying “East or West, Home is Best!”
Here is a list of what all I relished about my place where I spent my initial years of life (If you have lived or visited interior TamilNadu in India, you will nod in agreement!)
1. Early morning aroma of filter coffee with the background of MS Subbulakshmi’s “Suprapatham” - (Narsus coffee, it was always!!)
2. When you come out , the blasting sounds of Madurai Somu /LR Eshwari’s devotional songs from a neighbourhood temple’s conical speaker - if it is the month of Margazhi, you will hear the audio of movies like “Thiruvilayadal” - especially Nagesh‘s Dharumi/Nakeeran dialogues
3. “The Hindu” newspaper - If it is Friday, then you wait for “Ananda Vikatan“
4. Saroj narayanaswamy’s news in All India radio (” aal indhiya radio, dhilli vanoli nilayam, cheithigal vasipathu, saroj narayana swamy”)
5. Rajnikanth’s movie posters (“Udal mannuku, Uyir Thalaivanukku”)
6. Milkman milking the cow at the doorstep
7. The ringing bell from the temple (“koil mani osai”)
8. Idly and chutney breakfast
9. Mom’s continuous tracking about being on time (“Time aachu - kilambu, kilambu”)
10. Bicycle’s bell and the loud screaming of classmate calling your name from the road
11. Mom’s consistent advice to be careful on the road and to come back home straight (‘Jaggrathaiya patthu po, school vitta neera inga vaa’ )
12. Had your breakfast?(“Saapaddu aacha?” ) enquiries from neighbours
13. Smells of jasmine and mixed flowers (Malligai, kadambathin manam)
14. Lovely girls with turmeric glitter on their face and the traditional half saree (“Manjal poosiya thavani mugangal”)
15. Climbing the mango tree in neighbours house and eating fresh raw mangoes sitting on the tree (got to keep a watch for elders!!)
16. Cattle on the roads (need to balance the bicycle between them!)
17. Taking the neighbour’s kid in the bicycle doubles (“Supera irrundhu indha cycle roundu’ )
18. Friendly postman who makes a conversation while delivering the post and knows who has sent the letter - ” this letter is from grandmom? how is she?” (letter enna pattiammava? Nalla irukangagala?’)
19. temple diety’s procession on the road and the nice “maakolam” on everyone’s house
20. temple elephant
and many more………………… How does your list look??
I am so close to be qualified as an atheist if you consider cricket as an Indian religion. I watch cricket for the sake of news because every
other Indian guy follows cricket - after the IPL era, cricketers have become equal to movie stars - figuring in page 3 gossip columns and endorsing all possible FMCG products.
I should say I showed a little more interest in cricket (still continuing to be an atheist, though) in the past few years, especially after my little one’s initiative to induct me into the cricket religion - I even witnessed IPL matches in the Chinnaswamy stadium (more of a family outing?! I also wore a red dress to support the RCB!) and started following the schedules – more to ensure the little one’s morning schedules to school are protected from watching late night matches! Often spotting Kumble and Dravid at school was another dimension.
I think this background is enough to establish my level of interest in cricket…………..
Couple of weeks back, on one of those occasional thinking aloud sessions (sometimes i just talk what is going in my mind), I said that to compensate for my missed walking sessions, I should be doing some alternate physical activity………listening to this, my little one suggested that I play cricket with him at home - oh, the home cricket is more of a batting practice session where he keeps hitting a ball which is tied on a rope from the roof…. - when I said I do not know cricket, he also very enthusiastically offered to teach me. the only condition is that I will be assessed regularly on my cricketing skills. I agreed.
My first class was couple of days back - I was in for a surprise on the technical stuff which an 8-year-old can churn out about cricket - it started with a lesson to me that cricket first needs INTEREST . Then came the importance to AIM, POWER with which to hit the ball, PLACEMENT, TIMING, CONCENTRATION, how to STRATEGIZE (I could only gape!!), REACTION, SHOTS LEG SIDE, SHOTS OFF SIDE. And there were tips - to remember leg side is your left side, think that both starts with “L”, and the off side is other side and they both start with “O”. I was given all types of balls and all types of instructions - “spin, googly……” ” hit on the leg side, assume there are three fielders in the slip, etc………etc……..”. After half an hour of intense coaching, we finished the class.
Being a long weekend, we were at home yesterday enjoying the lazy Bangalore weather………..and suddenly the little one announces the test - first sem first exam - on what i was coached in cricket. It was a 15 minute session and I was tested in what I was taught and then graded…………see the grading paper (ignore the spelling mistakes!). I was thrilled that I got a lot of As in my grade sheet………..but my little one responded……..”You have to improve. this is a preliminary test and you should get all A+”…….
I was mulling over this and was surprised that these exactly are the leadership qualities which are required in any individual!!! My scores in the sheet here replicated below for clarity
SEM 1, EX 1 (read as semester 1, exam 1)
Interest B , Aim A+, Power A+, Placement A, Timing A, concentration A, leaving balls A, reaction A, shots leg side A, shots offside C.
So, how do you think i fared??!!!! :) :) :)
- Cricket lessons – for leadership (ireach.wordpress.com)
Anitha’s short story got the first prize in Unisun Reliance Timeout writing competition 2011 - I was very happy happy !!……Can’t stop posting this……….check her interesting blogposts here. One more women who multitasks, manages work and family and still keeps her passion for life, and continues to strive for the best keeping her feet firm on the ground!! :) :)
Congratulations, Anitha!!! God bless!!
I almost got used to the fact that Cricket and my 8-year-old are inseparable. But a recent conversation between us sealed this fact.
“Do you know what I want to become when I become big?” - this is how the conversation started. I continue my house chores and ask absent-mindedly “what?”. It is not that I am not interested about my kids future plans, but being a veteran parent, I knew by this time that these plans keep changing every summer / fall and is cyclical. I have heard things like “I want to be an astronaut” and also something like “ I want to be just a normal father/mother”.
While I heard “I want to be a cricket umpire!!!”, I dropped my chores and was surprised. This is something new….given the cricket crazy kid, I would have expected something like “I want to become a batsman, leg spinner….” - “I want to become an umpire” was a googly to me!!.
So, I asked with bewilderment “ Umpire? Why?”.
The little one recites “ See, if you are an umpire, you will never get hurt frequently like the players and you can be always be part of cricket matches. Also, the best position to watch a match is the umpiring position”
I was floored - call it Cricket Crazy nation !!!!! I can vouch that cricket gets into the system of our little ones when they are in the wombs! :) :)
- Cricket lessons – for leadership (ireach.wordpress.com)
Everyone was in a hurry! The birthday party is at 7 pm and when it was decided to attend the birthday party, it was already 6.30 pm. The elder kids (7&8) were all ready…….The little three-year old nephew was so excited that he was running around the house with his toy car and driving it all over!!.
Sister-in-law was busy….- she was getting things ready for dinner for the elderly folks staying back at home, getting herself ready, packing small things (when you go with three kids on a road for half hour, you will be surprised to know what all they demand - especially when we are stuck in the traffic inside a car!) Suddenly she realized that little one is not interested in finishing his milk. Being as patient as any mom can get (I admire her for her patience when it comes to little kids!), she was cajoling the little one to finish his milk. But the time was ticking…………after five minutes of unsuccessful cajoling, she moved to the next mode – little threatening………”See, if you do not finish your milk now,you have to stay back at home with aunty” .
The little one continued to drive his little car on the dining table and with no wink of an eye he answered ” Why? Aunty also did not finish her milk?” :) :) :) :)
Ofcourse, sister-in-law was stunned !!!
Ok, as the title says……it is actually about the smelly socks! So, if you are one of those who is really particular about all these hygiene stuff, then probably you may want to skip this post!!
If you are still reading, I am 90% sure that you are not the finicky teenage girl and not even the touchy hygiene conscious parent!! Probably you are one like me, who can find humor even in a smelly socks situation….what say you?
Here is the smelly story!
Living in an apartment complex has its own advantages, especially if you have kids. My 7-year-old spends more time in the apartment complex’s common play area than at home over all weekends ……the only reason weekdays are spared is because they got to spend time at school! Sometimes the time in the play area spans to even to the entire day with a lunch break (while entering home for lunch, the first request is ‘can I go back after lunch to play?). Sometimes there are multiple flying visits to home accompanied by friends – they are all default thirsty (can we get water, aunty/uncle?) and unbelievably hungry (the packets of biscuits just disappear in minutes!!).
It was this Saturday evening - almost 7.30 pm. I had been pretty much lazing around the whole day, establishing that I am relaxing after a week at office (actually, it was only 3 days at office - Wednesday was Republic day and Thursday I was out sick - bitten by the virus around the city!). The intercom rings…….and it was the 7-year-old from the play area “I left my socks with Aniketh. I got to go to his house and collect it and then come home”. I was puzzled.
There is a rule on the house - considering the apartment complex is too huge with many blocks and multistoried, we always warn the kids to stick to the common play area on the ground floor – If they have to visit someone’s house, they need their parents permission. So, I was irritated that the rule was broken “When did you go to Aniketh’s house? Why did you go? You never called to say that you are going to their house? Did you climb all the steps or you went by the elevator? You come back home now” . I just cut the call to show my unhappiness that the rule was broken.
In two minutes, the little one is back home – he removes his shoes and gets in! Apparently, he had been out almost the whole day - from 10 am in the morning. I can imagine how sweaty it will be by 7.30 pm - and he has worn the socks in the morning!
I shoot the questions again - the entire family gathers to see what is going on …..
- “Why did you go without telling us?”
- “No, I did not go to his house. I was asking if I can go now to get the socks”
- ” If you did not go to his house, then…….how did the socks go to their house?”
- “Aniketh took it to his house…..”
- “Why will Aniketh take your socks?”
- ” Oh, when I was playing football, the socks was troubling me (his way of saying that it was sweaty and sticking to his feet)…So, i removed it. Because my khaki trousers did not have a pocket, I gave it to Aniketh for keeping. He kept it in his trouser pocket and after we finished our game, he forgot and went home”
By this time my teenager could not stop talking at the same time - “you gave the dirty socks to him and he kept it in his trouser pocket and took it home?!! Yuk!!”
The little one was completely puzzled….”If I keep it out, it will get lost. So, I gave it to him so that he can keep it safely!! He is my best friend and he will keep it safely”…..
Now, I was trying to control my laughter……..on one side I have the hygiene conscious teenager and the other side is the little one who is blissfully unaware of why we are doubting his best friend’s ability to safe keep his smelly socks!!
Believe me………..MEN(Boys) are from MARS!!! :) :) :)