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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)
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!!!
The question popped up suddently – we were in the car, returning home after a long outing (shopping, visiting relatives) and almost too hungry to even talk - the little one was all set to sleep on the rear seat - shoes out, stretched out….. and then asks ” WHY DID GOD CREATE THIS WORLD?
I was initially not sure if i heard the question right ……so, i asked “what is the question again?”………”WHY DID GOD CREATE THIS WORLD?”…….
I started trying - thinking quickly of any mythological story which can come in handy - all I could remember was HOW the world was created, but not WHY. Looking at my struggles, the little one starts the answers - “may be, because after GOD killed all the bad people like ‘asuras’, He was having lot of time and hence created the world?”….”may be, He was feeling bored and wanted some work?”……”may be, He was feeling lonely and wanted people around?”……..
I was getting even more uncomfortable that i could not really think of any reasons and the little one’s imagination was going wild with every option………
I told him that i may have to read in some books – “vedas/upanishds” and let him know without realizing the danger of next question – “what is written in the vedas?”……….i have to tell him that i need more time.
Now, like any other unknown stuff, i started googling for this question “why god created the world?” - I was amazed that wiki has a page on this and quite a few answers were almost on the same thought process of what the little one thought.
I spent quite a bit of time going from one blog to another and from one website to another - to realize that Christianity suggests that God created the world for Himself, for His pleasure - Colossians 1:16
I am more interested to find out what Hinduism gives as an answer and how much i could relate to it?
Or is it as simple as what the little one could think of???
All i could conclude is - it is an overwhelming question, making us feel that we do not know so many things – and also a bit thrilled/concerned that the 7 year old is coming up with this question - I still owe an answer…
…..and I want to strongly beleive the answer is seeking the seeker!!……..and one of these days, I will be able to understand myself first and then explain to the little one!
It has been a very physically taxing week….the proposed root canal treatment preceded by strong antibiotics literally had pulled all my energy down…I was indeed looking forward for the weekend to rejuvenate! I was almost counting the weekdays, which seem to be passing slooooo….wly. Finally it was Thursday evening and I was relieved that it is just another day for the weekend.
Then comes running the little one with a bright red card in hand…”Look, what it is! It is the birthday party of my friend on Saturday and I have told them I will come as it is holiday for you “……..I was indeed visibly disappointed that one fourth of my much awaited weekend will be gone in this party….considering that even the family outings were very limited the last couple of weeks, I agreed to go and accompany the little one.
It was the birthday evening…though I was still tired, when we reached the venue and saw the other parents and started chatting, I felt better…I laughed a lot and true to the saying “Laughter is the best medicine” , I felt much better than all of the last couple of weeks! It was a good three hours and while coming back in the car, the little one was on continuous chatter mode – all thrilled about the return gifts, balloons, how many games they played and who did what, etc, etc. Then suddenly, when the car was getting parked, comes out the advice to me “I think you should celebrate YOUR birthday like this…you should invite Ani’s parents, Arjun’s parents, Anitha aunty,…….(the list goes on and on including all the parents)…May be, we can do it in FUNCITYitself “
I was amused by this sudden advice. I was indeed feeling a bit guilty that we could never celebrate the little one’s birthday this time as promised by me. But irrespective of that, here comes the advice that I have to celebrate MY birthday!!…I was intrigued and asked “my birthday?!! It is another six months away!! And why should I celebrate my birthday? Only little children like you celebrate their birthday in FUNCITY. I am too old for these FUNCITY birthday parties!”…….bang came the reply without any hesitation….”Just to HAVE FUN!!…You can laugh and talk like today and can be happy!”…
I was moved - it is just not that the little one has noticed that I have had a good time with other parents in the party, but also wishes me to have much more fun!
Though it is too early an age for the little one to even understand on the fact that he has wished good happiness for the other person, i was overwhelmed that it came very natural - the thought to see the people around you happy!!
Wanting to see others happy ……..it indeed is a great asset to possess!……..I pray this thought stays with the growing years………..I am sure to see the little one will grow into a wonderful individual in the future!
It was dinner table – being the beginning of a long weekend, the family was in relaxed mood and discussing everything under the sun. The discussion turned into the recent communication by the block committee to ban all the children sports during 1 pm to 4 pm - this is to avoid noise during the nap time?!. This communication from the committee drew lot of flak among the residents. I added - “the charm of this place for many residents is the time the kids spend outside the home, they are into physical activity most of the time – playing some games with their friends and in an enclosure where the parents feel relaxed about the safety of the kids. Implementing the ban means these little ones are going to spend more time with the TV!”. I could see the little one in my house did not like seeing his parent getting agitated on this issue….children always want positive energy around them. When he saw my view was being reciprocated again on the dinner table - with additional inputs like “I agree. Even with all these no ban hours, they have more energy during the evenings. With this no ban plan, they will get glued to TV or computer games and end up in no physical activity”……
“TV and computer are also physical activity only - TV is for eyes and thumb (remote control operation) and computer it for all fingers and eyes” - Bang came the response from the little one!!
It was a Saturday evening. We witnessed the Big B phenomenon in the mall and the crowd was as expected. Big B was here to promote his film and it happened that we went on the same day, same time to watch another movie in the same multiplex.
Big B was on the third floor and was waving his hands on the enthusiastic crowd of admirers – there were cheer all over. The escalators were loaded and we were on the on the escalator to third floor and suddenly I realized there was a jam at the end of the escalator. I could see the risk of a stampede…people are just standing at the end of the escalator and all engrossed to catch a glimpse of their favorite actor. We were nearing the end and I can see people are falling over one another. I got aggressive and shouted “ MOVE, MOVE, GO,GO” and physically pushed the guy in front of me with a strong fist (did I give him a punch?, may be!) . Suddenly, the crowd realized what is happening and started moving and things settled. We reached the cozy seats in the theatre on time!
Back home, the kids were describing on how I pushed the crowd and made people move. I told them “listen, it is survival. There were times were you got to be really aggressive. I had been in crowds back in hometown during the temple festival. I use to cry as a kid, but my parents will make sure that I get into the temple through the crowd. Over a period of time, I learnt to survive in the crowd. If someone unnecessarily haggles, I ‘pinch’ them. So, you need to sense when there is danger and also become aggressive to ensure that we avert the danger!!” Kids were awed by my heroism (!!!)
Gosh, I hope the kids understand and learn these survival techniques – as parents, are we giving them enough opportunity to learn on how to handle these situations in life? Probably, parents are much more overprotective – time to make sure that we throw them in the water if we want them to learn swimming!!!
It is brightly printed on the carton of the Aluminum foil roll - BUY ONE, GET ONE FREE.
The little one sees it and comments “oh, this is so nice…we just have to buy one - then we will get the second one free..and in the second carton also it is printed the same, so we will get the third one free..and in the third carton also it is printed the same, so we will get four, and then five, six….wow!!”
I wish I captured that greedy glee in his eyes at that moment!! J
- “How did the man find whales and sharks?”. I answer “When men went in ships into deep seas, they found them”.
-”Can man understand what whales and sharks talk?”. I get a bit careful…I know something is brewing in the little mind…I think and answer “No da, i doubt whether they talk in a language which man can understand easily”
-”So, how did man find the name of whales and shark?”…………I just could not stop LOL
Life is interesting with young minds around!!