Baba... Ka sodun gelat tumhi... Kiti athavani aahet, sagelya dolya samorun jaat aahet aata. Parat milnar nahi tumchi mithi ani pappi. :(
Sunday, December 2, 2012
Monday, November 5, 2012
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Who is a Grand father?
Grand Fathers are the fathers of fathers.
They are the most knowledgeable person you know personally.
Sometimes, they are most encouraging than anyone else.
And sometimes they are most strict than anybody.
They know the right time to learn things.
And they know the right time to take you for a trip, be it to a lake or to a temple.
They are the ones who have learnt it the harder way,
and sometimes in a unique way.
Sometimes, you spend a lot more time with your grand father than your father.
They are the most knowledgeable person you know personally.
Sometimes, they are most encouraging than anyone else.
And sometimes they are most strict than anybody.
They know the right time to learn things.
And they know the right time to take you for a trip, be it to a lake or to a temple.
They are the ones who have learnt it the harder way,
and sometimes in a unique way.
Sometimes, you spend a lot more time with your grand father than your father.
And get pampered a lot.
The stories they have to share with you
Are the kinds you will not hear from anyone else
As you grow, they grow older too,
and "oldness" is exponentially related to "age",
spending time with them in the time you have
is good for you and valuable for them
A very crude set of lines on grand fathers... and what I am feeling right now.
Monday, August 20, 2012
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Thursday, July 26, 2012
7 Years...
It has been amazing 7 years in US. This country has made me like a spoiled kid, giving me so much comfort, so much fun, so much independence that I will always compare it to the life in India.
The only thing I miss sometimes is family. I still remember, in the first 6 months, I cried every time I spoke to my family back in India. My first Diwali out of home was all spent in crying. I visited them in December that year, and the crying stopped. I started enjoying my life in the US. I do miss my family, but I speak to them quite often and then I wonder, if I lived in India, how often I would meet them if I was not living with them, twice or thrice - that too because of some occasions?
Last 7 years, I have learned new things, took up new hobbies, travelled a lot, ate a lot of different cuisines, made a lot of friends, lived a life in which I can make myself happy and also a lot of others.
There will be one day when I will return to India, sooner or later, but today I really like my life here. I enjoy every bit of it. What I really like is the independence I have, to be able to do everything on my own pace and make sure it gets done on time. I can easily go on a day trip all by myself. Being a woman, I feel safe enough to go for a day trip. I love the easy access to nature and the number of different activities you can do in the outdoors. I like the fact that people are sincere towards their job whatever it might be. Very rarely I have had issues with people not doing their job and blocking me, may it be servicing the car or getting something fixed in my apartment.
To be frank, I am pretty sure I will have a tough time moving back to India. All the things that I like here and appreciate of having, I won't be getting them in India. But may be my life will become so busy that I will not get any time to think about all this. A lot of people say that life is easy in India when you have kids, I don't agree with that too because I don't see anything wrong with "Day care" facilities.
I feel I am more American than Indian now, its not just the american comfort life, but also my attitude towards a lot of things. I feel the same for American soldiers that I feel for Indian and I also wish that Americans athletes/teams win in a sport that I am watching.
And I really appreciate the value given to a "Life" here, be it human or animal.
The only thing I miss sometimes is family. I still remember, in the first 6 months, I cried every time I spoke to my family back in India. My first Diwali out of home was all spent in crying. I visited them in December that year, and the crying stopped. I started enjoying my life in the US. I do miss my family, but I speak to them quite often and then I wonder, if I lived in India, how often I would meet them if I was not living with them, twice or thrice - that too because of some occasions?
Last 7 years, I have learned new things, took up new hobbies, travelled a lot, ate a lot of different cuisines, made a lot of friends, lived a life in which I can make myself happy and also a lot of others.
There will be one day when I will return to India, sooner or later, but today I really like my life here. I enjoy every bit of it. What I really like is the independence I have, to be able to do everything on my own pace and make sure it gets done on time. I can easily go on a day trip all by myself. Being a woman, I feel safe enough to go for a day trip. I love the easy access to nature and the number of different activities you can do in the outdoors. I like the fact that people are sincere towards their job whatever it might be. Very rarely I have had issues with people not doing their job and blocking me, may it be servicing the car or getting something fixed in my apartment.
To be frank, I am pretty sure I will have a tough time moving back to India. All the things that I like here and appreciate of having, I won't be getting them in India. But may be my life will become so busy that I will not get any time to think about all this. A lot of people say that life is easy in India when you have kids, I don't agree with that too because I don't see anything wrong with "Day care" facilities.
I feel I am more American than Indian now, its not just the american comfort life, but also my attitude towards a lot of things. I feel the same for American soldiers that I feel for Indian and I also wish that Americans athletes/teams win in a sport that I am watching.
And I really appreciate the value given to a "Life" here, be it human or animal.
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Friday, March 30, 2012
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Security screenings at Airports
This is funny - http://www.cnn.com/2012/01/10/travel/tsa-defends-cupcake-policy/index.html?hpt=hp_bn7
It reminded me of April 2010, when I was traveling to Atlanta from Boulder for my husband's birthday. Since I was reaching on his birthday eve, I decided to bake cake in Boulder and took Betty Crocker's chocolate frosting tin packed and sealed with me so that I could apply the frosting after reaching Atlanta. But the security officials at Denver airport were not happy with the frosting. It was a gel kind of thing for them which was more than 3 ounce. They checked my bag and told me that I can't take it with me on the plane. When I was like "Please, it is my husband's first birthday after we got married and bla bla bla...", the officials were like "Ok, why don't you apply the frosting here itself?" I was not sure how the frosting would hold up in the plane and did not want to ruin the cake. So, I did not apply the frosting on the cake at the security. (It would have been weird to apply the frosting on the cake at the security). So the frosting went into trash can and the cake was eaten naked (Please, the cake was naked! Ha ha).
It reminded me of April 2010, when I was traveling to Atlanta from Boulder for my husband's birthday. Since I was reaching on his birthday eve, I decided to bake cake in Boulder and took Betty Crocker's chocolate frosting tin packed and sealed with me so that I could apply the frosting after reaching Atlanta. But the security officials at Denver airport were not happy with the frosting. It was a gel kind of thing for them which was more than 3 ounce. They checked my bag and told me that I can't take it with me on the plane. When I was like "Please, it is my husband's first birthday after we got married and bla bla bla...", the officials were like "Ok, why don't you apply the frosting here itself?" I was not sure how the frosting would hold up in the plane and did not want to ruin the cake. So, I did not apply the frosting on the cake at the security. (It would have been weird to apply the frosting on the cake at the security). So the frosting went into trash can and the cake was eaten naked (Please, the cake was naked! Ha ha).
Friday, January 6, 2012
Ok, so it will be almost two years of being married this February. Family and relatives have started asking about kids... which makes me think a lot, will I be a good parent?
I love kids, a lot! On my recent India trip, I spent most of my time with a 1.5 year old nephew and 2.5 year old niece. I had so much fun with them and I am sure even they had as much fun. Their parents tell me the kids miss me and I miss them too. If I did not have any other work, I would have spent all my time with them.
But I can never think of having my own kids. I am not sure if I will be able to take good care of them. I am very careless about eating right, and I am scared that attitude of mine will affect my kids. It is a lot of responsibility, life time responsibility. When I think about my past as a kid, I can imagine what my parents had to go through. Agreed that they give you the love that is not comparable to any other love in this world, still I am not ready.
I am also not ready because I am not sure what the future looks like for us... Financially, there is no problem now, but who knows what it will be like in the future. How much money saving is enough to have kids? There are so many uncertainties in life and growing up another life in such uncertainties will make life more complicated. Life never feels settled, ever.
I am not ready for having a kid now, and I am not sure when I will be ready.
I love kids, a lot! On my recent India trip, I spent most of my time with a 1.5 year old nephew and 2.5 year old niece. I had so much fun with them and I am sure even they had as much fun. Their parents tell me the kids miss me and I miss them too. If I did not have any other work, I would have spent all my time with them.
But I can never think of having my own kids. I am not sure if I will be able to take good care of them. I am very careless about eating right, and I am scared that attitude of mine will affect my kids. It is a lot of responsibility, life time responsibility. When I think about my past as a kid, I can imagine what my parents had to go through. Agreed that they give you the love that is not comparable to any other love in this world, still I am not ready.
I am also not ready because I am not sure what the future looks like for us... Financially, there is no problem now, but who knows what it will be like in the future. How much money saving is enough to have kids? There are so many uncertainties in life and growing up another life in such uncertainties will make life more complicated. Life never feels settled, ever.
I am not ready for having a kid now, and I am not sure when I will be ready.
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