my thoughts expressed in words

It’s different…

I thought  I will share some of the funny, not so funny and whats funny about it things i do ….

I learn from many too ….

At some point or the other in life we would have copied someone in a mannerism, habit or style. 

I am no exception. 

I do quite a few things like someone else and as long as it’s not harmful to me or the society i live in i am ok with it… What do you say ?

Today i tried wearing my specs while having bath as my daughter in law does (for those who know me must be wondering from where did i get a son… Keep wondering and i shall answer in private if you are still keen to decipher )๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜Š

She says, “i need to see the dirt is removed na ” 

I am still wondering whether she feels she is that dirty or she has a microscope in the place of regular glasses…Either ways, i found it a little disturbing to have the glasses on while bathing ..May be if you get used to it you can… 

My aunt uses the paper clip to hold her saree pleats in place..5 mins craft people and Life hacks with paper clips are yet to know this !!So ..Some days i just use that in place of artistic brooches…

I read somewhere that you need to stand under the shower and raise both your palms facing upward and receive all the positive energy and bring your hands down motioning towards your feet for the energy to be transmitted …. I do this once in a while though I am not sure if it really helps.. but I am calm and happy (so probably it works)!

Can’t miss mentioning about the innumerable cooking tips and menu planning that i ape from my insta friends.

Now comes the interesting part …

I was always attracted to aesthetic dressing and have been strongly following  it too

When I stopped covering my beautiful silver strands and almost the whole world was devastated by my act, and in the 

” India wants to know” 

sort of situation, (infact i came to know people from the US called up their relatives here and enquired)

(no i am not joking) 

I decide to be myself and stick to my decision and glared at Sudha Murthy, and few other ladies who gracefully carry themselves. 
So…. What is it that you try to copy from someone else…. 

Let me know !!


Crochet reminder!!!

Ripple ….My alltime favourite pattern in crochet. I really don’t get bored by repeatedly doing this. This time it’s a bigger ripple. To fit the double bed…๐Ÿคฃ

So goes without saying that there are going to be a couple of times that I may have to rip a line or two if I make mistakes, lose count etc…I do it very carefully..

When I told hubby dearest that after finishing a line, I realized by the end of the second line that there is a mistake in the previous one and I will have to rip it to set it right , he saluted me for the patience. 

My reply was , but the end product is going to be beautiful isn’t it…So I need to do the ripping ….

That moment this blog post took birth

Isn’t that the same in life?

When talking to a friend , I said, 

Some relations are like our crochet projects. We need to rip ourselves apart if we need to have a lovely long lasting relationship!!!!

Now I bet you can’t identify that extra stitch that caused some disruption…I mended. (That stitches still there.) I mend/bend now a days only if it’s necessary. I have learnt to ignore that one stitch if it’s not going to create a hole. 


Rip yourself only for those relationships that are worthy. The blogger and the blog post will not be responsible for any crater created in your โค๏ธ!!!!

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Little bird leaves too…๐Ÿค๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ

Seven months after the nest became a little empty with the older one leaving home, the nest again becomes almost empty with the younger one moving out too. 

Though not out of the city, to be away from home 6 days a week !!

I pick up my crochet needle and yarn to hook  early in the morning . I am with the younger one for few days settling her down to the new life, new routine. 

I sit hooking in the living room as i hear the clinging of the vessels and tap water running. The mommy in me wants to see what my baby is doing in the kitchen when “I am there around “๐Ÿ˜Š. But I sit firmly glued to the new sofa. 

Let her learn ..i repeat to myself. As expected the milk boils and spills in a split second , she tells me she was ‘just’ looking at the newspaper!!(happens)!!!

She comes with a steaming cup of coffee, aromatic, frothy one which i relish and don’t forget to compliment….

“Its better than yesterday isn’t it mamma ” ๐Ÿ˜Š she says…

“Oh honey…it surely is” ๐Ÿ‘Œ

She drops the coffee mugs in the sink and washes them and few other utensils…

They do it when need arises… 

Its we the adults who hamper them many a times. 

As a child of working parents, i was brought up to be fiercely independent, so don’t find it a big task to let the kids do it by themselves. 

After all, if you want your kids to soar high, you need to give them space to take off…


Mithran the miracle.

Me and hubby set out for a long walk last Sunday morning. Residing a road parallel to the highway, in five minutes time we hit the highway and started walking . 

Just 200 metres we walked  and this soul started walking along with us. A roadside dog, i thought he will walk a few yards and then go back or stand where he is …he was three legged and that swept my heart away. Not a great pet lover, as i feel it’s more a responsibility than a status symbol, i was admonishing ny husband who was talking to the dog promising to buy biscuits. At one stage i told him to stop calling him to follow us as it ached to see him limp. 

He had very beautiful eyes, and the expression they wore is something I am unable to comprehend. 

What was he trying to say …?

Why did he look at me like that?

Why did I choke when i patted him and asked him if he was abondoned because he had a physical disability ?

Why did I quickly decide to take him home when all these days i have been reluctant?

I dont have answers for any of the above. …but I know my heart reached out to him . 

I am given to understand, that they usually don’t go beyond their territory. Neither are they welcomed in the other . But here mithran, was never ever rudely attacked by other stray dogs all through the way. They used to bark a couple of times and go back once he turned and snarled at them 

We reached quite a distance and stopped to buy some.biscuits for him. He quenched his thirst too in the bucketful of water outside the shop. Had almost the full pack of biscuits and started following us again. 

All the way people were looking at us assuming we are the owners of mithran !!!

Since we were heading to a temple, and we were almost there and as my husband felt there would be many dogs near the temple, we tried to put him in an auto rickshaw and take him up to the temple straight away so that he can escape the wrath of the bullies. 

He refused to get into the vehicle and we walked again . Once in the temple premises, he wanted to enter the temple too which was prohibited of course . So like a super mom i waited outside with him and my husband finished his darshan and came out and played the role of a super dad and I went for darshan !!!๐Ÿ˜Š

Once we finished the darshan we tried to get him into the vehicle once again, by then making up our minds for sure to adopt him and bring him home. I was constantly updating my daughters who were also ready to accept him. 

But our efforts were in vain. He refused to be in the vehicle even for a minute even after forcibly shifting him inside. We left him near the temple and returned. 

Husband took the car and went again to retrieve him. But he was to be found nowhere . 

but never did we even imagine in our wildest dreams he is going to walk all the 6 kilometres with us….yes 6 long kilometres and that too limping its way.


Love unconditionally

When somebody showers their love on you , suffocates you with their unconditional love, how do you feel?

I have started experiencing this lately. Being a single child to parents who had a wiiiiiiiiide circle of friends, i always was surrounded by people. So I like it that way. Inheriting their genes of making friends i have my circle too. So clinging to people is not a task for me. I work like a magnet probably and just go and get stuck to them. !!๐Ÿ˜Š

A family has adopted me recently ….

I am pampered to the core when I am there. Right from waiting outside the house when i land in their city, expecting my arrival at the door step, to adding some crispy mixture  to the hot bisibelebath, to taking the empty coffee mug from me, to driving to important food joints, to buy a thing which i would have wished sometime, to just go gaga over what I say….isn’t that how daughters are pampered. 

I have a mother who hugs so beautifully a father who touches my head and blesses, a sister who is so loving, a brother who plays pranks and utters ‘didi‘ a hundred times amidst his roaring laughter , a sis in law who motivates me, peps me up, communicates inspite of the busy schedule, always has time to hear me, sends those ready made nutrition powders 

 last but not least a nephew who is tall and huge and can fold this aunt and keep in his pocket!!!๐Ÿ‘

I have a few people in life who really mean it when they say 

“I am there for you need not say you don’t have siblings”

But saying and being are two different things 

I value the ones who are with me in the true sense..

Its not about the gifts they buy for me, or their words of appreciation , its all about being one among them in their family. 

As i am writing i get a call from my ‘bro‘ !!!! And i am zapped. …..And we also discuss and laugh at how my phone picks up his number and auto dials many a times !!

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My small wonder !!

My baby turns 21 today… Just yesterday i saw her working with scissors, card papers, confettis , glue …

No not just being nostalgic, she did sit with all the above stuff, and i found her truly relaxing from the hectic PGDM schedule she is in to now… 

Happy that she is still a home loving girl, when other girls of her age have different interests !

Pens poems (which i seriously find tough to comprehend)!๐Ÿ˜ข

Reads khalil ghibran,devdutt patnaik, 

At 21 she sends a photograph of me which she clicked recently and says,

“See you look so beautiful and that’s why I didn’t like going  to school”

She seems to be admiring me.always…i adore that sparkle in her eyes in the above pic !!!

Proud mom that i am on hearing  this…happy to have given up my small time career to be with her emotionally. I wouldn’t be hearing all these.:

“Love you”

“Adore you”

“You are the best ”

We as parents are eternally feeling blessed to have you as our child, who turns out to be our financial consultant๐Ÿ˜Š, counsellor๐Ÿ˜ƒ , critical analyst๐Ÿค“, etc., at the appropriate times !!

You are the best gift any parent can have.๐Ÿ‘ธ๐Ÿ‘‡

The best sis ๐Ÿ‘ฏ๐Ÿ‘ญ๐Ÿ’Ÿ๐Ÿ‘‡

The best grand daughter !!๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿ’Ÿ

๐ŸŽ‚ ๐Ÿ’ ๐Ÿ˜˜

Have fun …๐ŸŽ๐ŸŒฎ๐ŸŒฏ

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Have loads and loads of fun..

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Me, myself …

Its a month since my younger one started on a  new academic journey,f first local train travel to a far off place, new methods of teaching, all at the same time. The mother in me  victoriously  remained calm with things falling in place gradually. She is into her routine running at that pace in which the world expects her to…

The older one left the continent to pursue her dream. With technology and gizmos in our fingertips i really don’t miss her and lament her absence in all the day to day happenings. 

Life is like that. Stagnation does not take you anywhere.

but the fact is that i am also into a new phase. With the older one away and the younger one away for almost 12 hours in a day, a husband who too is always away for more than 12 hours, parents in law who stick to their routine and their work, its me who is left with more time and very less work to do. A true gemini , its next to impossible to put myself in a fixed routine day in and day out. But it’s the colourful yarn which gives me company in my solitude.

Its a spa where I like to be everyday.

Happy me!

What do you people do at this stage of life.?


Krishna …..guruvayoorappa

After 12 long years i reach guruvayoor to fulfill a vow that i made 5 years back.
I strongly feel i must have lived here in my last birth. What makes me say that, i really don’t know. But I don’t feel alien is what i feel.
Five years back when i had to visit the OT twice in a span of three months, i prayed to Lord Guruvayporappan to put me back on my feet asap and that i will offer ‘kalkandu’or ‘ kadi shakkar’ equal to my weight..
The ‘sweet’ krishna answered my prayers and here i am at his sannithanam to keep up my word.

Through a person who could arrange for darshan i blissfully savoured my krishna. Tears were uncontrollable.
Why cry when you see Lord…?
Its not ‘crying’…
Its emotion, gratitude which is expressed in the language known to the god and the bhakta.
When you feel his presence in your life you are bound to shed tears.
The sanctum sanctorum is lit only with oil lamps. The sandal decoration…and the small baby krishna with a flute robs your heart.
In a relaxed manner we come in circumambulation
Get prasadam, and with contentment in heart wait in a line for offering thulabharam.
I am made to sit on one side of the weighing scale and kalkandu is kept on the other. I join my hands and sit and close my eyes and express my heartfelt thanks for doing that as my small offering.
The staff do the needful and instruct me
“Pray and get up”
Yes …i pray and finish the ritual.
Someone else takes turn and takes us for darshan again.
Thats bonus….!!!
When will you call me again krishna???


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Bake a cake with your spouse

Advice To The Couple
[In the form of a cake recipe]

4lbs of love
ยฝ lb of sweet temper
1lb of butter of youth
1lb of blindness of faults
1lb of pounded wit
1lb of good humour
2lbs of sweet argument
1 pint of rippling laughter
1 wine glass of common sense
A dash of modesty

Put the love, good looks and a sweet temper into a well-furnished house. Beat the butter of youth into a cream and mix well together with the blindness of faults. Stir the pounded wit and good humour into the sweet argument, then add the rippling laughter and common sense. Work the whole together until everything is well mixed and bake gently forever.

Got it from a friend years back… how authentic is the recipe..and i am sure when we bake this we can have the cake and the icing too😁


โคKeep your decibelย  levels low even if you are right…when you are proved you are respected.

💙Give time for the other person to accept you in his/her life and even day to day routine… Forcing yourself doesn’t last longer.


💚You can’t claim to ‘love’ your spouse without loving his /her interests, love for people, hobby…

💛Spaceโ˜บ…take yours and give the other person theirs…


💜sacrifice…even at a cost stretching yourself more..i tell you it pays off in the long run and you are doing it for the person who means the world to you


💟be patient… it might just be a bad weekend or a bad week..hatred is shortlived if you compromise…

โค don’t resistย  ‘your’
go…let go for the sake of mental peace, atmosphere at home, kids
You feel proud of yourself when you think of it…



Don’t give up at the drop of a hat… learn/attempt to mend …

💙don’t record anything anywhere…doesn’t take you anywhere. Just let go and move … things will fall in place.


And the best part is you are reading it in facebook😁😁

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Its all in the mind….

images (1)Be bold when you lose…..
Be calm when you win…..
Changing the face can change nothing…..
But Facing the change can change everything…..

That was a forward I got in whats app this morning.

True..losing and winning is part of life. They make their presence alternately.
To sulk and go into deep depression and to float in the air are two extremes.
Praying to give us the strength to bear the loss is equally important as praying to keep us grounded.
To remain calm is not easy but not impossible
Tune your mind with Almighty and be ready to accept HIS verdict…afterall did your part well
Pray incessantly…at loss and at success
Believe in yourself and the mighty force guiding you
Believe in miracles
It does happen..I mean it
Have gratitude to what you have been blessed with
Count your blessings
Compare your sorrow with that man who is undergoing more than what you are going through

There is a time and reason for the loss as well as the success.
If we knew the time and reason we would be GOD๐Ÿ˜†

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