Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
I still remember how myself and sister Teju used to freak out with very sight of seeing lots of paper scrap in front of our house ... for us, it meant others are seeing how many crackers we have burnt. If we were disappointed, we would actually roll news paper, cut them and throw them in front of our house. As I remember those moments, I instantly get a smile on my face.
When we were in Tumkur ... we would wait for Seema (who was studying MBBS then ... staying in a hostel) ... as only she could get Rs 100 from Daddy for our crackers shopping. We would get handful for each of us, how can I forget how we used to sun dry them on terrace so that it results with effect.
Ofcourse we would suffer seeing our dogs (Tiggy and Twinky) suffer ... our cats would get so scared too. But then somehow I still loved Dipawali.
Today ... Dipawali means nothing but a few SMS wishes, couple of new sarees, trip to sacred land of Mantralaya and a holiday at home listening to unwanted sound of crackers and cribbing about air pollution.
How strange! A girl who once dreamt of buying 'only crackers' for her entire salary or atleast for Rs. 1000 does not even buy a sparkler for Rs. 100. Do we really change so much? Or is it a sign of growing up? Or is it our care and concern for animals?
Lots of difference between my Dipawali then and my Dipawali now ...
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Name of Organization where I met him: STG International Limited
Why I found him interesting: Simple, Hardworking and Focussed - This was about Mohan. A humble guy from Turuvekere made it big by heading towards California. His plus point was his simplicity. He inspired me to work hard in life.
Why I found him interesting: Regu inspires people to live a balanced life. He used to cook when he was a bachelor and had utmost discipline of life. He always cheered friends and worked very hard to deliver modules well on time. From Regu I learnt that simple living, high thinking can be wonderful!
Name of Organization where I met him: Visual Web Solutions
Why I found him interesting: Extremely friendly & great Customer Support ... Anoop is one of those rarest of rare guys we can find. His working style was very unique ... he was casual in his attitude delivered superb results at work!
Name of Organization where I met him: Visual Web Solutions
Why I found him interesting: A Cool Worker, does not crave for any attention ... from Sujith I have learnt A LOT. He is a thorough professional who speaks less but delivers more. He is a team player, and takes complete ownership of tasks. It's like if you tell Sujith ... you don't have to follow-up!!
Monday, June 9, 2008
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
They always do what is 'not to be done'. When we see kids doing all kinds of naughty stuff we don't usually think this can even happen with ther species, not just human.
My kitten 'Panda' always jumps in the garden much against his mom 'Kitty's' wishes. She likes him play but does not like it when he strays in outer areas or when his game never ends! Panda is rebellious in many ways, he gets into the house and runs everywhere just to get a glimpse of this inside world of his owner ... where-as his mother prompty eats her food and walks out.
A very similar incident happened this morning in my garden ... when I saw this young Maina Bird sitting in the window pane. It was very cute, was not very confident of reflex-flying ... it wanted to spend sometime at lower levels of life ... like a window pane. It was simply rebellious and bold to come down from his nest. After a while when my cat 'mee's it shifts on a hibiscus tree. Then comes his parents, angry and frightened of a situaiton like this .... they are perhaps in their own language scolding the younger one for this rebellious act. They were screaming, yelling and finally the younger one flew to the electricity wire and made it it's base. I was wondering ... like it happens with us, we control the younger one's ... scold them and later console them ... it much be happening in the world of birds too. Questioning, Reasoning, Consoling ... all such emotions do exist in birds, just that we don't watch them or understand what we hear of them.
A young rebellious Maina in every sense reflects qualities like innocence, adventurous, curiousity. It was an episode I watched today and felt no matter what we are, who we are ... as young we rebel and our elders correct us. This must go on ... regardless of the time and era. That is when the incidents can get exciting, if all young one's were obedient all the time ... whats the fun?
Monday, May 12, 2008
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Our daily life has to offer us a bit of everything ... be it joy or sad instances. However only the gist of the most impacting instance of a given day we end up remembering on some other day of life. I believe, making a note of small things that bring us 'small happiness’ too helps.
As I woke up today, I realized it was not my cell phone alarm that woke me up. It was actually a Nightingale bird who woke me up. She was singing so beautifully that I could got tempted to hear her with more conscious in me. Her every note of the song represented her happiness upon the sunset and her enthusiasm to start the day. Her song was so soothing for my mind, the same experience one goes through when a classical tune is heard.
Then when I make my coffee, Kitty and Panda say they are hungry. Once they are fed, they give endless entertainment ... playing, scratching, purring and even sometimes sitting in a mud pot and watching our lotus tank. The Aroma of coffee in my nostrils, a blissful moment of watching my cats play and now and then giving attention to nightingale's song made the moment very memorable. Other small birds too made their presence felt as they come and swing on our hibiscus trees ... sucking hibiscus flowers and singing in chorus for the Nightingale.
Every morning is different ... each day the Sun reflects a different shade of yellow as he sets on the sky, each day of summer the nightingale sings a new song ... and every day my cats play a different game. Only we, the people rush to start our routine without relishing these moments. Small things, detailed observations over small things give us so much happiness ... this state of mind can kick-off my day for best results from me. After all, happiness is a state of mind and in our mind when such small happiness gets recorded ... we are bound to feel more refreshed about life!
My passion for cats has been there from the time I started seeing things in this world. There was a 'mother cat' we used to call it 'taayi bekku' gifted to my Dad by his close friend 'Abbas uncle'. She was very dignified, polite and homely. I have been with cats since then. It was always 'Cats first' and 'School next'. Not that I did not have other pets, historically my parents had kept rabits, deers and even leopard cubs. Thanks to my dad's profession, as a Forest Officer he was not only committed to protect trees, he also had compassion for animals - wild or domestic. We had 2 dogs - Tiggy and Twinky ... both of them were so dear to us that loosing them was most bitter experiences. Somewhere, a young me thought 'I can't cry again in my life like this for another dog ... I can't be this emotionally drained for a dog' ... perhaps Tiggy and Twinky remained as the last pet dogs in our lives. I shall cover some other day, a detailed blog on both of these wonderful personalities, both of these wonderful friends I had.
After seeing many different cats like 'biliya' (white one), 'kariya' (black one), 'gunda' (round one) I had almost experienced several cat personalities. After my marriage to Srinath, it was very comforting to realize he too dotes on cats. One of our first cats after our marriage was 'Tuxi' (a short form of name Tuxedo). He was very fat, old and tabby in appearance. He was very dignified and never asked for a cup of milk when I was making Aloo paratha's ... his parience was enduring. Only a few days with us, once we saw him limping with a bit of pain in his leg. After that day, we never found him ... even today, he remains as 'Dignified Cat' we ever had, we think very high of him.
I was looking for a full time cat for our home, thus my search ended when I spotted this white bushy tailed stray cat. He was hungry and happy to see an enthusiastic pet lover like me. I actually walked 200 ft to keep some milk for him from my house. He would gulp milk very fast and run away. This happened almost for about 6 months and finally he entered our house. He did not mind me or Srinath or my in-law touch him too. He was so lovely, so majestic in appearance. He had only one weakness of fearing of others who visited our house. Often he relished curd rice and he ensured we cook rice for him early morning, that too regularly. He chased off almost all other cats who visited our house like 'Tutu' (Tuxi's Two, a look alike of Tuxi) and 'Brownie', a wonderful stray kitten.
Sadly, during one of my trips to Indonesia ... he passed away after he had some injuries. Srinath and my inlaws tried hard to save him, but ... he never returned to die in isolation.
Bushy will remain in our hearts for ever for his strange qualities like 'possessive about his domain', 'gracious and good looking', 'had a passion for a multicolored lady cat' and also 'his love for home cooked curd rice'. My in-law shed tears ... but something in me said, I can't break down .. I must be strong to take this moment of loss.
After we moved into our new house, one fine day Srinath agreed to take me to CUPA, so that we adopt a cat. The feeling was lovely and I wanted a little grown up tom cat. To my surprise, In CUPA, I actually met my dream cat ... my second 'Bushy'. He was beige in color with bushy tail, hungry for love. He had enough good food available there like fish, milk and other grains but what he craved for was 'love and attention'. He hugged me and never left me from that moment. Bushy's home coming brought back our lost happiness ... he was everything, a centre of attraction in our house. Like other cats, he broke an umbrella, a telephone instrument, some crockeries and we praised him for that! He was so creative in his games, we often played hide and seek. I also loved it when he behaved like a kid, pampared with attitude!! Bushy fell in love as he came to his teens with 'kitty', for his love life sake we even adopted Kitty. Bushy and Kitty spent many good moments together ... but like it happens with any other pet, it either disappears or dies, this time ... he disappeared. His loss can never be componsated, for the very personality he was .... so different from other cats. He was emotional, cute, good looking, loving, intelligent, full of attitude and a real fish foodie. Many other cats will come in my life, in future ... but I know for sure ... I can never share the kind of rapport I shared with Bushy - II. Bushy was more than a cat to me ... he loved me endlessly and in my life, he remained number one priority. Bushy ... I hope you are alive and doing well, no one can fill your space. Love you.
Today, we have Kitty and her kitten Panda with us ... life goes on ...
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
I could not think of a better Blog title than 'Thoughts & Experiences', simply because I am either seeing, feeling or thinking ... all about our thoughts and our experiences. Alas!
I am neither a writer nor a very well read person, I am just passionate about everything good in life. Be it animals (specially cats) or flowers or paintings or music, I love them all. I have a lot to share on things am passionate about, hopefully I do it with this net space/blog.
Today I believe I have found a medium to be creative, a space I ever wanted to put my thoughts and experiences on internet. With this happy note, I end for now ... My First Blog!