Rains!!!!

If you would ask me which the season i love the most in a year, undoubtedly i would say its the rainy season. Nothing can beat ,curling up on the bed with an interesting read when the rain is pelting down. Back at home, my room was surrounded by huge rain trees. The sound of rain falling on the leaves and then pitter pattering down was such music to my ears. I never minded venturing out in the rain either. To feel the rain falling all around you, blanketing you with its wet cold arm was a joy.

Times have changed. Mind you, rainy season is my favorite time of the year, closely followed by the madras winter. Madras has sucked most of the joy out of rains, owing to water logging the roads. We have a filthy pond close by home. People, cows and dogs does all thier business in it and also manages to dump their trash in there. And in the current incessant rain, said pond has over flowed into the road and i cant even think without retching what kind of water is flowing around. Thank God i don't need to cross it by foot on my way to office :(
Schools and colleges are closed due to the rains, but we poor corporate slaves need to work or need to take a leave out of the meager earned leaves we accumulate over the year. So here i am at ofice, braving the rain and the water logged roads (with its innumerable, unthinkable solvents ) . Soaked to my bones.. And wondering why the rains couldnt come on a saturday sunday, when i could make some mean bajji and sip piping hot tea, oblivious with the water logging the roads.
Still, i love the rains, with the song they sing

Fate!!!!!!

You know, there are these times you roll your eyes at someone/something one does and thinks that i will never ever do it/be like them.. I have been there , done that.. And now they have been happening in my life, so that God can teach me that everything is not black and white.

When people used to complaint that they cant tolerate the cream in the milk, i always used to wonder what the fuss was about. Once my friend and me were coming back from a long trip and we didnt have anything to eat for many hours. And the coffee that we got to buy at a shop had a layer of cream in it. She almost gagged at it and threw the coffee away and went the rest of her way home hungry. I felt very smug about the fact that what a rounded upbringing i had !!!!! And then arrives Jojo! He hates the thought of milk at the best and God forbid if there is a tiny piece of cream in it. He gags and throws up the entire meal he has had the whole day. Or if he is in a mood to have milk he will scan the entire surface of milk. If there is even a bit of milk, he will ask me to strain it out.. Daniel has no problem with the cream. he will gulp his milk with/without the cream . And i have done nothing special to either of them in this department :( Chalk and cheese i say!!!!!! Or jojo was born to instill some sense into me to quit judging others!!!!

When i was going to nursery, we were allowed to wear civilian clothes on every wednesday. This day proved out to be pure torture for my mom because i was very very choosy with my clothes and my amma had no intention of making me wear my Sunday-bests to school every week and i would go to school sulking or crying. Amma still has nightmares about those days. Then enters my eldest niece to our lives and chech and bekhs too had a few episodes about deciding clothes . Chech sorted it out by laying out clothes for the school day the previous night itself. Hah.. i was soo prepared for motherhood and for being poster mom. Hay, i even had enough lessons from chech ,right??Dan has no problems about the clothes i lay for him. Occasionally he asks for a particular dress and he is happy. Joshua is a whole different chapter... He thinks over the clothes i have laid for him, if he disapproves of it he will ask for a white tee. And is never specific at it. As the time for the bus arrives, my patience runs low and his frustration level goes high.. recipe for disaster. Laying out clothes doesn't work well with him either. Some people need to fight their own battles, me thinks !!! we are dreading the days when our little one turns into a teenager.

Habits die hard

Certain practices in life stay with you for a long long time. It would have started rather innocently, but then they become such a custom that you wont even realize doing it.

A week or so before i got married, my wise uncle told me this. During the time you are a newly-wed,you will be expected to enter everywhere you go with your right foot, so don't wait till the D-day. Start making it a habit from now onward. Since random aunties would be waiting to see what you did wrongly as a bride, i decided to heed to his advice and started using my right foot to enter anywhere starting from shopping trips to visiting old relatives to seek their blessing. Guess during the initial days of my married life i would have done this one thing rightly because i never caught any aunties whispering in between bites of meat-rolls, that i did the unthinkable act of using my left foot to enter the grooms house..
Fast forward 6 years. I was recently running to catch a train that was coming on the farthest platform and i needed to run across the over bridge to catch it. I then realized that i was using my right foot to start climbing the stairs and even used the right foot to board the train .. My uncle would be so proud of me :)
I recently heard him giving this advise to my littlest sister ,who got married (Be still my soul).. I should ask her how it has impacted her.

I always count the stairs as i am climbing.. Its something that comes automatically to me .. :) Sometimes when i am very bored, i even count the steps i am taking while walking. I count the number of compartments of a train that passes me too :D

In 2006, my cousin from Canada visited us and she had a jumbo size handbag.. I was quiet surprised at the size and my curiosity took the better of me and i asked her what she carries in it. She showed me the contents. If the world comes to a catastrophe and you are stranded with her in a lonely place at that time, you can rejoice!!! The bag had enough contents to take you through an entire week!!!! But was i inspired or not.. From that day onward i cant use a small sized handbag.. Handbags should be spacious and should see me through a day or two :P So you can mostly catch me with a shoulder-suitcase most of the time.

**I cant come with any more die-hard habits.. But then i wanted to get this blog back up and running :)