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‘God,have that skirt get longer’


Ofcourse, it was a catchy title for a short article in Times of India  –   When i finished reading this article, I could not hide my smile ….World’s most powerful president ,  Mr. Obama of United States is like any other father of a growing daughter!

While we had multiple discussions between  colleagues (over our energetic lunch sessions) on this topic of our growing girls and their dress sense, we actually never found a solution  –  Most of us used the cold weather as a reason to justify why our girls should wear a longer skirt or a jacket over that figure hugging tops!!!…But nothing creative beyond this!!   😦    😦

And that is the reason I smiled when i read that article.  Personally, I felt it is too silly a request to the ALMIGHTY…but, if  Mr.Obama is reaching out to GOD, probably we should all join!!  🙂 🙂 🙂

Ok, letz get serious!!  In a related note, one of my friends who handles some special language classes to teens, notes that children get very upset with parents when they dictate on their dresses.  In a class discussion about conflicts with parents, the Indian children asked a logical question  “If a Chinese immigrant parent can allow their kids to wear what the kids like to wear, why is that my parents are not ok?”.  

Now, this is a tough question  –  I was wondering probably my friend gave a long lecture about Indian culture and etc…..I was curious to know and checked on the answer, but was pleasantly surprised on the answer.

” Your dress impacts the way you present yourself and plays a very important role on your self-image.  Dress should suit the occasion and should consider the group of people present, culture, climate and situation.  While no one will question  Mr.Obama if he chooses to make great speeches with his jeans and tee, he takes the effort to come in formals  – this is to create the respect for the audience, to communicate in a subtle way that he is serious about his speech and he respects the forum.  So, you – as intelligent children should choose the right dress for right occasion  – if you practice this, you will see the difference and understand why your parents insist on some things”.  –  Great answer, is it not?

If you have 22 minutes and 41 seconds, you can watch Obama’s National prayer  here

King of fruits!!


Yeah, it was another dinner table discussion!. We were discussing about food addiction  and I was a bit blanked out!  I had been a generalist food lover and could not immediately bring up any food which i crave for.

I was scratching my head to give the right answer when my turn comes up on the dinner table. As always, i was supported ably by the 7 year old’s clarification – “whichever you can keep on eating, then that is the food you like most”.  While this was a good input, i was again thinking…and i can hear the little one listing the favorites  –   “almonds, ………….juice, mangoes”.

i can easily pick up the three which i heard  –  almonds  – for that matter any nuts (something do with being nutty?!), juices and infact any fresh fruit juice and then……..mangoes….

Mangoes, the king of fruits……….i think that is it!!!………it has been inbuilt –  the love for mangoes……..i still remember the mango tree in our neighbours house –  my favorite abode during the summer holidays………….

so much of planning went into it……….I had to finish the morning chores on time  so that my parents allow me to step outside the house…….then get into neighbours house through our connecting backyard….patiently wait for the uncle to get off to office (better to avoid these uncles as there is a possibility of they updating appa about my mango mania!)…..intelligently convince aunty to let me climb on her well and rooftops……….then the actual climbing….. on the well and on the tin roof of their bathroom and then an agile jump on to the tree branch and the slow climb to the main trunk…… the V shape natural seat was the best place to sit and enjoy those raw crispy mangoes straight from the  branches…………..

YES, it is MANGO!

King of Fruits

King of Fruits

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