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Riot of Colors

On the last Sunday of January, for the past 8 years, Kumara Kripa Road in Bangalore says no to vehicles and transforms into a riot of colors. Artists from all over the country come together for the Karnataka Chitra Sante. Paintings in all hues, artists of all ages line the road and it is indeed a feast for the eyes and senses as you walk down in the shade of the huge trees on both sides.

Here are a few glimpses from this year's fest....

Beautiful Budhaas.....

Proudly displaying her art....

It is so life like, you have tear your eyes away to move on....

There were more than three artistes with similar paintings....

Lovely, isn't it?

Saw this awesome one last year too...

What I liked best this year was these portraits by Vipin Raphael. Look at the eyes of that girl, it is so full of life that it is almost impossible to believe it is a pencil sketch.

The artist is from Kochi :-)

p.s. - photos courtesy hubby dear

Dear Santa

Dear Santa,

I know it is a little late and you and your elves are very busy arranging all those gifts, but you know it has been a few weeks since my woman friday went home and running after my little elves has been too much not just on my knees but everywhere.

Anyhow, this year I have decided not to be selfish and here is my list on behalf of millions of women and few hundred men across the globe..

1. New Age Home Cleaner
This is a machine somewhat similar to what we call a vacuum cleaner. You take it into a room, plug it in and leave. Go back after half an hour..voila..the bed is made, windows are dusted, curtains are drawn, mirrors are cleaned and the floor is sparkling clean

2. Mobile Washing Machine
Very compact, I should be able to move it from room to room with ease. Again, plug it in, put in the clothes...let it be for two hours. Go back to the room...the clothes are washed, dried, shampooed, conditioned, ironed and folded neatly. Ithink I'll be able to manage keeping it in the cupboards.
The machine requires no water and has herbal cleansers built into it

3. Sensory Curtains
These are curatins with dust and cobweb sensors. When the above washing machine comes into the room, these curtains beep just to let us know they are dirty. As soon as they sense the machine in the room ,they come down on their own. Put the curatins in, leave it for an hour and half....curtains are cleaned and kept near the respective windows. You switch on a tinly knob on the curtains and they are back in place

4. Corden Bleau Cooking Range

This is a very intelligent appliance. You can download recipes from the net on this. Select your recipe of choice for the day, put all the ingredients in the required qunatities, set the time and open when the time is up. Your dish is ready.

You see, the advantage is anyone can be a master chef. You don't have to sell your house and take a loan too to have five star dinner or lunch.

I should be able to manage with these four for 2011. Intelligent clothes, Automatic child awaking alarms, cars that run on water, etc etc can wait for another year.

Yours Truly,

A Very Harried Mother

p.s. A Merry Christmas to you all!!

Relationships

Forgot my phone at home a few days back.
Son took a call, "Hello, my mother is not at home"
"Who are you?"
"I am my mother's son"


Brother had left his bike at home for a few days.
Father went to pick up son from Sunday school on the bike.
Son to his friend, "This is my father's brother-in-law's bike"

WW-3 Do I know you?

Nostalgia 1

When you meet someone close after a long time, the now asleep memories of the good old days start waking up slowly and you go back years ....

I am lucky I should say, to call a place as home one of the 50 places you must see before you die, or so the National Geographic says - the backwaters of Alleppey, Kerala. We grew up in the town, but both sets of grandparents had their homes in the heart of Kuttanad


Most of you must have seen at least pictures of houseboats. Now imagine a much samller version of that - that was my grandmother's car. All the landed houses had these with a driver - the oarsman or the 'oonnukaaran' as they were called.

The most awaited time for us kids was the summer holidays, two months of absolute bliss, two grandmothers waiting with tins full of savories and sweets and hearts overflowing with love. The highlight of these two months was the 'Edathua Perunnaal '(festival in a 200 year old church in a village of Kerala, patron saint is St.George). My grandmother hailed from this place.

Summer holidays was the time when my grandmother - ammachi we called her - would embark on her yearly trip to see her mother and take part in the festival. And with her would be a troop of kids, her grandchildren. The memories of those trips are still so fresh in my mind.

The trip would start at about 9 in the morning, ammachi sitting at the front of the miniature houseboat, the kids inside, peeping through the tiny windows on both sides. These boats were a small version of the houseboats that you see now, but only half of the boat covered. And instead of a motor engine, there would be the oarsman who would either paddle or maneuver it skillfully with a long bamboo pole. The trip always started with a prayer.

We would drift pass houses on the way, cross rivers, see never ending lush fields, pass through canals, waving at people on both banks. Many of them would pass on their offerings to the church. Some of them knew my grandmother well and there were even a few relative's houses on the way.

We would also pass several churches on the way. Ammachi would make the boat stop for a few minutes at each and say prayers which were diligently repeated by the young brood. At noon, our 'driver' would stop somewhere, mostly under a tree and we would have the sumptuous lunch packed by my mother. Washing our hands and mouth in the river right from the boat was a big adventure for us.

Finally, we would reach her home at about five in the evening. Our cousins would be waiting for our arrival and we would jump right away into the river for an hour long bath and games. The next few days would be church in the morning and hogging and running around like monkeys at the innumerous relative's places.

The torrential summer showers would almost always accompany us on our way back, greeting us with thunder and lightning as we reached home. All of us would be huddled together under the cover of the boat with the poor 'oonnukaaran' drenched and furiously paddling away to reach as fast as possible.

And now, to think that today it takes 45 minutes to reach that place instead of a journey that took us alomost a day!

(all pictures courtesy google images)

Mood Today

Was feeling a little low after a medical report which said I was too sweet and then watched this video...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UnBeeG-Gv-k&feature=related

Isn't she a joy to watch? I just love the total abandoned way she dances.
And the song...do I even have to say anything?

WW 2 - Solitude

Take an 's' away

Son has been pestering us to rent the 'Fast and Furious' DVD. After the 100th reminder the same day, mother was violent,"You say that once more and you are not going to get it the next 12 months."

Silence for a minute...

"Amma, do you know what is Fast and Furious without an 's'?"

"What?"

"You"

(didn't get it? - Fat and Furious ;-) )

Wordless Wednesday 1 - Flamingo Dance

Mea Culpa

Here is to you, Nancy, for shaking me out of my laziness - the tag on "My sins against Gender-Stereotypes"

1. You line up the world's sleekest, coolest cars against a sturdy SUV, without even a second look at the beauties, I'll go for the beast (I just love driving the one above to office , just to see the drooling looks of the guys there, ha ha. They respect me much more now).

2. I can get ready for a party in 10 minutes flat. I even beat my other half to it

3. My idea of a perfect holiday - A mountain trek, no frills, just the bare essentials and no civilization for miles around

4. I hate 'girly' perfumes. For me perfume = deo

5. I can wear the same dress to church, office, PTA meetings, parties, in short, just about anywhere

6. If someone tells me I cannot do something, well....they better beware

7. I love shopping alone

8. Favorite foot wear - sturdy, comfortable sandals. No dainty thin stilletoes for me, actually I am scared of them. If I could wear loafers to office, I would

9. My savings : In cash - almost nil, in kind - books, books and books

10. I guess it all started long ago - my favorite childhood pastime was climbing trees (used to imagine I was on 'The Faraway Tree'. Now is that a male or female trait?)

To pass it on - most of my blog pals have already taken this up. So here it goes to two very special guys:

Alexis - You haven't taken up a tag in a long time...

Mathew - Last time it was Poland, now where have you disappeared to?

Guys, just to warn you, if you don't take this up, you will be sentenced to 12 years in pink pants.

Oh, the joys of being a mother.....

Son is learning to make sentences in Hindi.
Word -"komal". Instant reply, "Meri maa bahuth komal hein"
:-)

p.s.
Swaram - thanks for checking on me
Nancy - another trip? i am still paying for the one i took. get up and go to office, get back and sleep....you get the drift? it is your tag that prompted me out of inertia :-) thanks.

Remembering You

You came home from hostel one weekend and got to know that you are getting engaged the week after..
You had seen him once, and none in his family...
You obeyed your father, no questions asked, came into a house ruled by a strong matriarch..
You were so innocent, you believed everyone and everything...
You went through so much, but was never without a smile on your face..
Your hope was in your kids and when one left, you could never get over it...
You, who hadn't seen the world wished for your little ones to conquer it...
You, who had never graduated, insisted that your precious ones turn professionals...
You welcomed their friends, boys and girls alike, in a town known for being conservative...
You didn't stand in the way of the elder one when she wanted to settle first, and got the younger one married off, in a family where it was sacrilege..
You were the one everyone turned to, for everything..
You, the helpless,turned strong when crushed...
You knew what each one of us wanted to say without us uttering a word...
You, who took care of everyone, forgot to take care of yourself...
You left us alone and went off just like that...
You will remain in our hearts for ever....

(Dedicated to all daughters who have their mothers with them - love them all you can, pamper them to the core and be with them whenever you can, while you can. I am thankful that I could before it was too late)

p.s - Entered this for blogadda's mother's day contest. Thanks Uma for letting me know about this.

Sun n Surf

Dear J, I am so thankful that you forcefully put me on that 5.30 Pacific Surf Liner to San Diego instead of the 8.30 one. The breathtaking view of the rays of the setting sun on the sea is one that I am not going to forget in a long ,long time



At some places, you are so close to the sea that you feel you can touch it if you could just put your hands out..

There is a military base close by, choppers and fighter planes are a regular sight..

M&A took me to this beautiful place by the beach named Torrey Pine Trail. There are small trails throughout the hills and each one takes you to different views.

This is where you turn up from the main road to teh trails. You can see downtown San Diego in the distance

One of the trails take you here. The intricate carving like hillsides are the result of millions of years of erosion by wind and water..

Another trail takes you here...

And yet another one here...

Not happy at being disturbed from his siesta by the sun....

Stairway to heaven...

Hills have bloomed after the recent rains....

The cliffs are ideal for this, you can see a lot of them...

You can spend hours and hours here and still feel you haven't had enough

That's Life!!!

V pirouettes around everyones' desk singing,
"I am gonna paaarttyy everyday, I'm gonna dannnnciiing everyday, I'm gonna plaaaayyyy with my grandkids everyday.....I'm going vacaaaationinnng every month....."

G who was on the seat next to me on a train to San Diego, "I have to complete my homework"

Me,"What???!!!"

G,"I am learning moviemaking and editing and I go or Spanish classes every Friday. Haven't done my homework for tomorrow."
And he shows me a picture of a beautiful Carribean lady on his phone camera and says proudly,"That's my movie teacher"

V is 55 and retiring next month
G is 78 and retired from his family business 5 years back

That's life with a capital L if you ask me :-)

That Moment in Life

When did he reach a point that he couldn't take it anymore?
What made him think things will never turn for the better?
Did he feel things will be alright for his loved ones after?
When did that darkest moment happen?
How did he reach there?
Wasn't there anything or anyone that could have helped him?
What made him think no one, not even God could make things change?
Was it always in him, or is it life that turned him over?
When did he stop thinking of others and only of him?
Was it on the spur of the moment or long planned?
Why didn't anyone see it coming?
When did he stop laughing and start brooding?
Did he really believe this is the end?
When and where are we going to get all the answers?

(Got to know last night that someone close to us, one who had the most awesome sense of humor, someone who used to enjoy life to the brim, tried to get away from everyone and everything two days back. I am in shock)

More.....

Another view of the bridge..

A very brave one - right under the bridge....

Alcatraz from golden gate..

Just can't get over that ocean...

They protest and block roads here too..

and this is what they want...

all set ... in case something happens.....

sharing a light moment meanwhile...

watching from above too...

p.s. will be back with more interesting ones in a few days....

Half a day is all it took

The flight to San Francisco was early in the morning. For a few minutes I thought we were going to land on the water. The landing ground is so close to the bay, we see land just as the plane touches ground. Had just half a day to go around , so the next thing after checking in was to book me in for a city tour.

And half a day was all it took to fall in love....

Anywhere in the city you are never too far from the sea..

some of the streets are really steep, there is one which is so steep, there is no uphill traffic

Old and new ....the victorian houses built in the late 18oo's , the city in the back ground...

the city..

The (in)famous Alcatraz. It is not too far from the wharf commonly known as Fisherman's Wharf. Looking at it we feel the prisoners could easily swim across. It seems the temperature of the sea water is sub zero and the undercurrents are so strong that the swimmers will be pulled out to the open ocean

The Golden Gate Bridge....

you can see a number these out in the bay..

view down from the bridge

The Pacific Ocean.....

each side you look, the ocean takes a different colour, you just do not know where to look

the remnants of a bath hotel built early last century. sea water filled in the baths during high tides

a walk by the beach....

enjoying their evening in the sun in ice cold water. it seems the surfers here need to wear some sort of body suit to keep them so as not to freeze

we took a turn and I stopped breathing....well,almost.....

to be continued.....