tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46563470100307571382024-03-14T15:42:27.204+05:30Its a new day!SOMEONE WHO IS EAGER TO LEARN NEW THINGS EVERYDAY...A DOTING MOM TO PEANUT, AN UNDERSTANDING WIFE TO DH, A GROWING PROFESSIONAL AND MANY MORE HATS UNDER MY BED!! WELCOME TO MY COMPLICATED LITTLE LIFE WHERE I POST MY HAPPY,SAD,UNFORGETABLE,THOUGHTFUL MOMENTSJinu Georgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06462194408613982841noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656347010030757138.post-79401051284979796592014-05-14T12:47:00.003+05:302014-05-14T13:05:39.306+05:30Reborn.....The wind blows through my hair as I hide behind the wall facing an empty land. Tears start to trickle down my cheeks as my heart ceases to thump hard. Scenes flash in front of eyes..my children, my husband. They have denounced me thanks to a silly misunderstanding..Half of my body screams to run away and the other half drags me back to forget and get back.Which half of me wins in the next few minutes will decide my course of life thereafter...<br />
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I decide that I have had enough. I want to move on. I dont think motherhood or marriage has helped me identify my purpsoe of life. I sob like a child as i fall to my knees and burry my head between my knees. The sacrificies that I have made flashes in front of my eyes as my tear reserves dry up and I set my eyes on the setting sun...<br />
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The sacrifice of a girl, the sacrrifice of a newly wed wife, the scarifice of a mother, the scarifice of a daughter, the sacrifice of a daughter-in-law, the sacrifice as an employer. The thankless world and all the people in it who are just eager to see you in pain. The voyeristic pleasure they get at seeing you live a miserable life. Did I gain something by doing this other than the wrinkles of age? <br />
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I am done...I choose to leave...I choose to travel far from home.<br />
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A dagger strikes my heart as I realise that my children will grow to hate me...The pain is unbearable and I shriek...a dog settles down beside me and whines...I realise how vulnerable i am...I realise that I feel like a child...a lost child...I cry out to my God to accept me back as happily as he could.<br />
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A strange sense of calm surges through my being as I rise to my feet. I take a few deep breaths before I take the maiden steps into my new life! <br />
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I feel myself falling down into an abyss...<br />
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I wake up with a start, panting and realise that I am lying down next to my beautiful child and husband..I utter a sentence of gratitude to the God's above and lie back on my pillow turning towards my daughter pulling her closer to me...<br />
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Damn you oh elf of bad dreams....Shoo shoo..!!!Jinu Georgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06462194408613982841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656347010030757138.post-83728611344582691992013-03-06T10:17:00.001+05:302013-03-06T10:17:43.737+05:30Alicia - My daughterI wake up from sleep<br />
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And turn around in bed <br />
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To look at your face<br />
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The serenity and calmness <br />
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Makes my heart skip a beat and a smile flutters on my lips<br />
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I bring my lips close to your cheeks<br />
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A kiss that makes me want to gather you in my arms<br />
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Squeeze you tight and never let you go<br />
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The warmt that makes me feel whole<br />
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You stir in your sleep and turn your face up<br />
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Crooned in the warm nook of the pillow<br />
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I gaze at your eyes and cheeks<br />
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How could God create such a perfect masterpiece<br />
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I plant my feet upon the ground and pray <br />
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That angels protect you through the day<br />
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My love I wish I could stay by your side all day<br />
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But my daily chores beckon me<br />
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I rush past the day and all that I think of<br />
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Is ringing the bell and you opening the door<br />
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Your bubbling smile and the joy at seeing me <br />
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Makes the day so complete<br />
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I wish I didnt have to go away to work<br />
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I wish I could spend every minute with you<br />
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I cant get enough of you<br />
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Ooh I am in love again!! Jinu Georgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06462194408613982841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656347010030757138.post-86873375561015424822010-06-29T09:11:00.004+05:302010-06-29T09:29:36.028+05:30Happy half bday baby!!Peanut completed 6 months yesterday..She is 0.5yrs now..Gosh time just flies..Even though I am happy, there is this painful pinch deep within that time is flying and I still haven't got enough of her..Peanut is amazing..She has her own character now. She tries to sit down. She is so busy rolling and trying to sit and falling off and screaming and laughing at her own antics. You could sit beside her all day and just laugh..She breaks into hysterical laughter when I pull the sheet off her face! That just delights Mama!! Amma(MIL) keeps scolding me for making her laugh like this...Says that she will lose all her weight ;)<br /><br />As a bday treat, I fed her boiled carrots yesterday..Hehehe...devilish isnt it?? well she liked the first few bites and then she started spitting it out..Lets see if she will have it today..I need to train her to eat veggies...<br /><br />She sleeps like an angel in the night somedays. Today I woke up half an hour earlier than what my alarm is set to. And I find her sleeping on her tummy.. I turn her over and she moans in her sleep. After a lot of play and fuss she slept like a log through the night from 11pm-8am..Amazing!!! She keeps rolling back on her tummy in her sleep..Sometimes I find her stuck trying to get into her sitting position..Its so adorable..When I feed her and she has had enough, she turns to the other side(towards her Dad) and buries her sweet face in her small pillow.I could eat her up!! She is yummilicious..I am so happy I decided to keep her here in Bng rather than send her off to my Mom's place..I would have missed all these beautiful moments and I would have never been able to forgive myself for that!<br /><br />Gosh I will miss all this when I travel. Yesterday DH told me not to go. I wish I didnt have to...But I must to get some money..I will miss my amazing and lovely family..!!<br /><br />We booked our flat on Sunday 27th June,2010....Peanut became hyper when we got into the flat...Its a nice one and I have great ideas of designing it...Not sure how we will finance it. And Peanut is growng fast.. Petrol and Gas prices are zooming!! I think I will teach Peanut at home till 1st Standard.;) That's how my Mom did it too..I was a clever student when I joined my school in 1st Std.Not boasting but a fact..My eng teacher was amazed I could read a whole chapter without any interruption or mistake.. I can never forget that moment. Its permanently etched in my memory..My first proud moment..And I owe that to my Mom!!Jinu Georgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06462194408613982841noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656347010030757138.post-73087954626482198102010-06-15T18:37:00.003+05:302010-06-15T19:11:07.205+05:30Messy mom and baby!!I have always taken pride in being a neat and clean mom who keeps my baby clean and is never spotted as a shabby mom around...Well today was one such odd day where my principles failed!!<br /><br />I was WFH and I gave peanut a bath at 4. She was crying to be taken out after her bath..She screamt when I ran back into the apartment to get my walking slippers..I have never seen her so upset about being inside the four suffocating walls of an apartment. Anyhow, I was just rushing down and I never expected to see anyone..I never see anyone around normally..Its always just me and Peanut...Seeing the flowers, the leaves, the butterflies, the cars and bikes..<br /><br />Well today I jump in front of another mom who was strolling with a baby almost as old as peanut.Well I seized the opportunity to bond with another mom and I got myself introduced...All of a sudden I realize that my T-shirt has two huge turmeric stains to it..(Thanks to leaning over the stove to take her bottle..There was oil on the stove counter)...I started feeling conscious and then all of a sudden Peanut starts drooling...She starts drooling and screaming like crazy..It was as though she's been released from jail..Gosh embarassing!! The other baby was shocked and just stared at peanut silently...Her dress is completely wet by now with drool...Suddenly from no where another mom appears..She looks at me from head to toe..Grrrrrr.......I just want to run away...After 5-10 minutes of talk..I head towards the lift...I look down at my T-shirt and realise how prominent the stain is..As I wait for the lift to come down, I look at my face reflected on the lift door..DAMNNNNNN.....My hair was a messs......Gosh, I blushed beetroot red and just run back home!!<br /><br />Grrrr...what an embarassing day!!!Best part is I'm least interested in dressing up after peanut came...I hope I go back to normal soon..I need a new wardrobe..Nothing fits me anymore. I wish we had Garage Sales in India.. I have to check my eye power and I dont feel like doing even that!! even though there is an optical shop right outside my apartment..Effects of a baby on a mom!!Jinu Georgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06462194408613982841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656347010030757138.post-59707036647254231052010-04-19T09:02:00.003+05:302010-04-19T14:31:04.914+05:30Missing you!!I had to share a comment that I came across on Baby center that so aptly descibes what I am going through now:<br /><br /><span style="color:#993399;">" No matter how much you prepare for it, parenting will blow your mind.Your kids will challenge you, bring you to tears, crack you up, and make you forget what you urgently had to do. They'll shatter the life you knew into a million pieces. Then they'll put it back together, like a stained-glass window, into something infinitely more complicated and beautiful."</span><br /><br />Isnt that amazing??<br /><br />Back in office on a Monday and I am back to feeling miserable without my peanut around.<br /><br /><span style="color:#009900;"><strong>Surprise #4: You'll join an exclusive worldwide club</strong><br />Suddenly strangers smile at you, and moms start conversations in the checkout line. Your boss kindly asks how the daycare search went, and your neighbor comes over for playdates. With your babe in your arms, or in the stroller, you've earned a lifetime membership in this exclusive-yet-universal club called "parents."</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>Surprise #9: You'll be overwhelmed by love (and other emotions)</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Whether it's due to hormones, gratitude, awe, sleep deprivation, or all of the above, parenthood often gives our feelings new depth. In a BabyCenter poll, </span><a title="" href="http://www.babycenter.com/4_do-you-cry-more-now-that-youre-a-mom_3650446.bc"><span style="color:#ff0000;">79 percent of moms say they cry more now</span></a><span style="color:#ff0000;"> — either because of happiness or sadness."I'm holding my son, having some quiet time before a nap, and I realize that I'm the whole world to this little person," says Monique Macaranas, describing a teary moment. "I never knew the meaning of unconditional love until I had my son."</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>Surprise #10: You'll have to let go sooner than you think</strong><br />With every milestone your child reaches, he or she is moving away from being dependent on you.This may hit when you first see your baby crawling across the room, your toddler dashing around the corner, your preschooler resisting your hugs, or your big kid saying "I can do it myself." And while you're proud of your child's accomplishments, you may feel a twinge of sadness.Letting go isn't always easy, but it's essential, says psychologist and mom </span><a href="http://www.justaskdrleah.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color:#3333ff;">Leah Klungness</span></a><span style="color:#3333ff;">."Parents who constantly hover and give their children the message that they can't do things on their own deprive them of the precious gift of independence," Klungness says."There's no guide but your own common sense," says Marcia Parks, the mother of grown children. "It's so tempting to keep them close and dependent, but that's really to fulfill our own needs. To release that arrow and see it fly is the ultimate act of love."</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Courtesy : Baby Center - Top ten surprises of new parenthood(Rachel Sarah )</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://www.babycenter.com/0_top-ten-surprises-of-new-parenthood_3656981.bc?showAll=true">http://www.babycenter.com/0_top-ten-surprises-of-new-parenthood_3656981.bc?showAll=true</a></span>Jinu Georgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06462194408613982841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656347010030757138.post-89263917667947995722010-04-05T07:19:00.004+05:302010-04-05T07:34:28.625+05:30Back to work!! New mom struggles.....I never never thought that going back to work after having a baby would be so tough..Its something that can never be explained in words...The closest association I have, is, having to leave your parents or your home after a vaccation and going back to work.Its just that this is a much more powerful feeling that just doesnt go away...My heart breaks when I leave home in the morning..I just wish I could spend each and every moment with her...Celebrating all her new tricks, marvelling her soft fingers and toes that I can never get enough of.., relishing her smile and her laugh....She is so yummy that I feel like eating her up..LOL!! .....Chuckles.....<br /><br />Its a feeling that no man can ever comprehend...I would never expect them to understand it either because I myself never understood it before I became a mom! There is no other place I would ever want to be in the world..Just want to be with my child and my amazing husband..Guys and Girls who havent married..Lemme tell you this..The beauty of a marriage and the cosiness of a relationship is truly felt when you have a child..<br /><br />I would happily give up a high paying job to be with my child.I wish I could but I cant because we need the money..It hurts to realise that these beautiful baby moments are once in a lifetime and will never ever come back..I have no idea how people manage to send their children away to stay in hostels or with grandparents...I know that I wont be able to do that..I am way too mushy and sentimental to do that...<br /><br />Motherhood and babies are amazing...The best things that God has gifted mankind! The beauty of unconditional love!<br /><br />I have fallen in love again...head over heels in love with this little helpless baby that I vow to love with all my soul,spirit and body, for the rest of my life!! I thank God for all the blessings he has given me every night now!Jinu Georgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06462194408613982841noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656347010030757138.post-7479264437505375922010-03-23T07:57:00.005+05:302010-03-23T08:46:33.699+05:30Gratitude and Thanks!!Hubby and I had a major discussion last night about "Thanking your parents"..Ever since I was a kid, my mom has taught me to Thank my Dad (and Mom also) for everything he is doing for me. They have gone through a lot, sacrificed a lot of good things to save money for we three kids...Taught us, supported us and helped us through thick and thin. The least we can do back is let them know that they are being deeply appreciated for this action of theirs.<br /><br />On the other hand my husband feels that parents and children are one..What a parent does for a child means he is doing it for himself. There is no need for a verbal formal thanks there.<br /><br />I think in India, parents go out of their way to sacrifice and save up for their children's education,assistance in purchasing a house and supporting them whenever they need help.This holds true in Iran,a lot of African countries,China..Correct me if I am wrong. In such a case, we should be thanking our parents all the time and through out our life..Verbally and through actions as well..<br /><br />What do you say? Should you thank your parents verbally?Jinu Georgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06462194408613982841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656347010030757138.post-20310560798126315072010-01-08T17:33:00.003+05:302010-01-08T18:04:42.425+05:30New mom and dadI am a new person today...I delivered a beautiful baby girl on Dec 28th,2009 and she has awakened feelings in me that I never knew existed before! Her smile, her cry,her fingers and her eyes evoke such strong and powerful emotions in me that its hard to comprehend what is going on within me!!<br /><br />I am not a person who'll say that you easily forget the birth pain when you see your baby...The pain that you undergo during delivery belongs to a different dimension. The pain scale is something that cannot be comprehended or understood by the traditional pain scale..I had the fortune of experiencing the pain of a normal labour partly and the pain of a C-Section. I must say that the pain of a C-Section is definitely bearable when compared to that of a normal delivery. Hats off to millions of women who go thru the excruciating pain of childbirth to deliver babies across the world.<br /><br />I was induced with pain at 6am on Dec 28th and I experienced high intensity contractions immediately that lasted for 6 hrs with no effect!! I was dialated by just 1 cm...At 12pm they put me on pitocin drops, which increased the pain and frequency further..Two hours later I was exhausted and had no strength left in me to go thru a Pelvic examination forget about a normal delivery!! Doc decided to put me thru an emergency C-Sec...As I was being wheeled away to the operation theatre for the first time in my life, I was terrified...Would anything happen to me...I would be a mother soon!!<br /><br />Anyways gross details apart..I emerged out of the theatre with a beautiful baby girl that I will love for the rest of my life!!<br /><br />Motherhood is such a different phase of life..Why just motherhood..I would not leave fathers out either....Parenthood is amazing in the sense that suddenly your priorities change. A new life becomes the center of discussion and concern..Nothing else matters anymore - just her life and her happiness matters..My hubby and I have been staunch advocates of carefree lives and our friends and family know how much we have been against starting a family so early..The pregnancy discomforts and the labour pain apart, its a proud feeling that must be experienced...<br /><br />Sleepless nights,endless diapers, walking in your sleep to the kitchen to prepare a bottle of lactogen to hush a screaming bundle suddenly seems just fine!!<br /><br />I will be back to post more about my angel growing..I love her fingers the most..She has taken after me mostly...my sweaty palms, my snort, my snore,my anger and my impatience(gross....she even farts like me!! LOL!!) Hubby is alarmed that he has to manage a replica of me which is no easy task!! LOL!! After all, who said that parenting is easy!!???;)Jinu Georgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06462194408613982841noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656347010030757138.post-7068683750085358562009-07-24T07:40:00.005+05:302009-07-24T08:43:02.745+05:30A Healthy Heart!!Yesterday a very close friend of mine and hubby's, had a major heart attack. It was shocking because she was just 35 and had two kids aged 2 and 6 months. Yesterday was one of those days where I just couldn't believe that something this bad could have happened and reminiscing on how this could be avoided..<br /><br />I went across Google searching on why heart attack hits women and how we can avoid it. Frankly I have never heard of a heart attack in women of such a young age. My family has seen 2 major heart attack deaths and 1 disabling major attack on a close relative. Believe it or not, heart attack is the major killer across the world..DO NOT take this lightly.<br /><br />I downloaded a Heart Health Handbook from the National Heart, Lung, and Blood Institute website(<a href="http://www.nhlbi.nih.gov/health/public/heart/other/hhw/index.htm">http://www.nhlbi.nih.gov/health/public/heart/other/hhw/index.htm</a>) and I am quoting a few passages from this book that I felt were very important:<br /><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">One reason some women aren’t too concerned about heart disease is that they think it can be "cured" with surgery. This is a myth. Heart disease is a lifelong condition—once you get it,you’ll always have it. True, procedures such as bypass surgery and angioplasty can help blood and oxygen flow to the heart more easily. But the arteries remain damaged, which means you are more likely to have a heart attack.What’s more, the condition of your blood vessels will steadily worsen unless you make changes in your daily habits. Many women die of complications from heart disease or become permanently disabled. That’s why it is so vital to take action to prevent and control this disease</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#330033;">Tests That Can Help Protect Your Heart Health<br /></span><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">1) Lipoprotein Profile </span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">2) Blood Pressure </span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">3) Fasting Plasma Glucose </span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">4) Body Mass Index (BMI) and Waist Circumference</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">5) Stresstest, an electrocardiogram (EKG or ECG) </span><br /><br />The book says that it best to do the tests, once in 2 years..But you never know when a disaster can hit. Most companies have a tie up with hospitals for complete health checkup packages. Check with your HR if they have something in place and do an Annual checkup with your family. Listen to your body and your gut feeling.. Do not ignore any symptom that your body is giving you. Better to be safe than sorry. The doctor might think you are paranoid..So what?? Your family will be thankful to you for being paranoid.<br /><br />Indian Women take a step back when it comes to their health...You have a family to take care of. Do NOT ignore your health. Find the time to be physically active.<br /><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Making Opportunities </span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Getting regular physical activity can be easy—especially if you take advantage of everyday opportunities to move around. For example: </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">■If you live in an apartment or your office is on the second or third floor, use the stairs—both up and down—instead of elevators. Start with one flight of stairs and gradually build up to more. </span><span style="color:#330033;">That is equivalent to training on the elliptical trainer in a gym!!</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><br />■Park a few blocks away from the office or store and walk the rest ofthe way. If you take public transportation, get off a stop or two early and walk a few blocks. </span><span style="color:#330033;">Instead of depending on the man in the house to do the shopping, go out and do the shopping yourself. Get the grocery bags home yourself instead of making someone else deliver it for you. You will be unconciously doing some weight lifting exercises that way!</span> Your family will be proud of you as well!<br /><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">■Instead of eating that gulab jamun or that chat, take a brisk stroll around the neighborhood and have a fruit instead! </span><span style="color:#330033;">Socialize with people! Talk to everyone (rich or poor, ugly or beautiful)...That is good for your heart!</span> People will know you..When disaster hits, these people you socialized with, will be around to help you!!<br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><br />■Do housework or garden work at a more vigorous pace.<span style="color:#330033;">Get rid of that house maid and do the house work yourself!!I am pregnant now and I still do the house work. It flexes your muscles and burns that extra calories without pinching your pocket ;)!!</span><br /><span style="color:#330033;"></span><br />■Keep moving while you watch TV. Lift hand weights, do some gentle yoga stretches, or pedal an exercise bike.<br /><br />■Spend less time watching TV and using the computer.<br /><br />■Take a movement break in the middle of the day. Get up and stretch, walk around, and give your muscles and mind a chance to relax.<br /><br /><span style="color:#330033;">When a woman takes care of her health, she teaches her whole family to take care of their health.</span><br /><br />Set a good example for other members:<br /></span><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><ul><li>Adults have a big influence on children’s and teens’ behavior—even though kids may not want to admit it! If you follow a healthy lifestyle, younger family members will be more likely to do the same. Let them see you eating nutritious snacks and enjoying outdoor activities. Invite them to join you.</li><li>Raise "kitchen kids." Show young children how to clean fruits and veggies and combine them into salads. When they are old enough, teach them to use the cooktop, oven,microwave, and toaster safely. Show teens how to make simple,healthy dishes. Children who have basic cooking skills appreciate food more and are more likely to try new dishes.</li><li>Get them moving. Encourage your kids or grandkids to get some exercise throughout the day and especially on weekends.Go on outings with them that involve activities such as hiking. Walk or jog with them to places close by. Use your backyard or local park for basketball,baseball, football, badminton, or volleyball. </li></ul><p><span style="color:#330033;">Diet wise.</span> </p><p>A special eating plan called "DASH" can help you lower your blood pressure. DASH stands for "Dietary Approachesto Stop Hypertension."</p><p>Eat healthy. Have fruits, vegetables, fat-free or low-fat milk and milk products, whole-grain products, fish, poultry,beans, seeds, and nuts. The DASH eating plan also contains less salt/sodium, sweets, added sugars, sugar containing beverages,fats, and red meats. </p><p>This heart healthy way of eating is lower in saturated fat, and cholesterol, and is rich in nutrients that are associated with lowering blood pressure—mainly potassium, magnesium, calcium, protein, and fiber. If you follow the DASH eating plan and also consume less sodium,you are likely to reduce your blood pressure even more. Sodium is a substance that affects blood pressure and is the main ingredient in salt. </p><p></span><span style="color:#330033;">Step up for yourself and take care of your body! If you fall sick, the whole family suffers! </span><span style="color:#330033;"></span></p>Jinu Georgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06462194408613982841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656347010030757138.post-58894800328843195242009-07-15T08:03:00.005+05:302009-07-20T07:11:45.494+05:30Save up!I keep wondering why we Indians have such rigid mentalities where we choose to sacrifice our desires and save up our hard earned money for our kids and yet do nothing to save something for the public or for the good of mankind...<br /><br />I used to think that this is an issue with just my workplace until my hubby tells me that its a problem in his place as well. This is not a problem with an group or organization or any institution, the problem is with each one of us..We are all brought up to save up and be selfish and protective about our nuclear families and not bother a damn about anyone else around..I remember my own mom scolding me when I was a kid when I told her during my Summer vacation that I want to clean the garbage dump in front of our colony...<br /><br />Mom: "Are you crazy?? That is what the government has appointed workers for." (Horrified look on her face)<br />Innocent me: "Then why dont they come and clean it mummy??" (All pissed off!!)<br />Mom: "Aaaa...Why are you so bothered about that? You mind your business and go and study or come and help me in the kitchen or help Daddy clean the garden"<br />Me: "But I want to do something good"<br />Mom: "Helping your mom and Dad is all you have to do..And Study well and become a doctor or an engineer"<br />Me: "I will study well and you know that..That's not the question"<br /><br />Mom is horrified and finally decides to pass the ball into my Dad's court..She knows very well how we three girls are terrified of Dad!<br /><br />Mom:"Ketto....." (Translated: Listen Daddy).....ee kochinu aa road-ile poye waste vaari kalayanam ennu...Onnu vazhakku paranje....(This kid wants to clean the garbage on the road..Please scold her!)<br /><br />Me: 'Damn..Okay fine..I am going to read my book'<br />Dad: Jinu,come here<br /><br />Me....running away..."Daddy...I am going to read my book..."<br /><br />Whew, that was my family picture...I can imagine millions of other kids experiencing the same Indian protective, yet callous, attitude.<br /><br />I remember parents coming to my school and scolding my teachers for not teaching kids how to talk smartly and to be generous because "they spend most of their time here..They spend most of their productive time here and you need to teach them"...Isn't the same applicable after we grow up and start working??Forget about 8 hrs, we spend over 15 hours in office, then why is it that our companies dont take up the responsibilities to educate their employees on ways to behave in public?<br /><br />We are going through times of recession and we change nothing in our lifestyle to save money for us or our country..At the most we personally cut down on eating out..Do you realise what all can be done to cut costs??<br /><br />1) Ask your company to reduce the AC's. Most work places, have the AC's on at full strength through out the day..I understand if that is done in a Server Room or places that need lower temperatures for equipments to work properly. Rest of the times, AC's can be switched off at regular intervals to save electricity.<br /><br />2) Wastage of Tissues. The modern IT company pampers us with free tissues, free coffee vending machines, free water, free phone facilities, free stationary, free print outs, free AC's...<br />Dont forget that this is all money..<br /><br />Every document that you decide not to print, is saved money for a company..<br />Every tissue that you save, is money saved for you and the company... A tree that is not cut down somewhere....<br />Every time electricity consumption is reduced, is money saved for a better purpose(You never know, it might turn out to be our next month's salary)<br /><br />If you see lights turned on unneccesarily, don't be ashamed to turn it off. I have felt ashamed many times but I have pushed myself to go forward and turn off that light. People have looked at me in surprise when I have done that..But I have felt a surge of pride when I explain 'Why waste electricity'!! ...I have felt good about it for the rest of the day.... Though no other Indian understands it!<br /><br />The problem is that not many people even realise that a light is turned on unneccesarily..That is because they are not <strong>tuned </strong>to look out for something that can be turned off or saved.<br /><br />We are responsible citizens. The country we live in doesn't matter anymore..We are facing a global crisis now..Save water, save electricity, save trees...Or else our kids will have nothing left and they will have to suffer..Let's not be selfish...Tune yourselves to be more sensitive..There is nothing to be ashamed about in that...Be proud that you think differently. You are contributing to a huge society when you do this...If educated people can't reach out and make a difference who else can?????Jinu Georgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06462194408613982841noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656347010030757138.post-10733717278944396852009-07-08T19:33:00.003+05:302009-07-08T19:44:07.716+05:30Things taken for granted<p>We all take our lives for granted..Our beautiful bodies - fat or thin, Our eyes,Our sense of smell,our sense of touch,our ears,our brains,.... the simple fact that our bodies are driven by a very complicated machinery that we dont give a damn about. How granted we take our lives until we are deprived of them...</p><p><br />I just finished watching the movie 'At First Sight'. This movie is a true story inspired from the lives of Shirl and Barbara Jennings. I was overcome with emotions at the fact that any man could be so cheerful during his long years of blindness. Be cautious while his sight was restored and smile even as he hears the bad news that his vision is deteriorating again. The way he says 'the horizon is there even though you cant see it'....What an amazing testimony of human strength!!</p><p><br />The true hero is Shirl Jennings from Georgia. He has been blind since the age of 10. After 40 years of darkness,in 1991 he had his sight restored by two operations , becoming only one of a handful of people blind since childhood having their sight restored. He suffered from agnosia, an inability to process what he was seeing. It took him quite some time to learn to see at the age of 40. He could relate to things and identify them only through touch. He couldnt understand the concept of 3 dimensions, distance, height,objects and many of the little things we never think about!</p><p>Unfortunately, he virtually lost his sight when he contracted pnemonia in 1992.It returned to some degree as he recovered, but never near the acuity immediately following the operations. Jennings' illness left him disabled and he lost his cherished job as a masseur at the YMCA.<br />In 1996, despite his failing sight, Jennings began taking painting lessons. One of his paintings, an abstract work dominated by his favorite color, blue, is featured in "At First Sight.<br /></p><p>Jennings has no regrets about gaining his sight for brief period, despite the upheaval in his life. "I appreciate all the sight I got now," he said, smiling. "I can see the world, instead of just imagining it."<br /></p><p>His story was depicted in the 1999 film "At First Sight" starring Val Kilmer and Mira Sorvino. This great man died Oct. 26 in Atlanta of obstructive pulmonary disease at age 63.<br /></p><p>Read <a href="http://archive.southcoasttoday.com/daily/01-99/01-22-99/b01ae036.htm">http://archive.southcoasttoday.com/daily/01-99/01-22-99/b01ae036.htm</a> for a full reporting by Lillian Lee Kim.</p><p>This post and story is an old one..But its never too late to experience the power of the human spirit and remind us that we have not yet discovered 10% of our strength! </p>Jinu Georgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06462194408613982841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656347010030757138.post-81203181388210109752009-04-14T20:03:00.006+05:302009-07-08T19:33:07.359+05:30Running away....I close the door as softly as possible, not wanting to wake up my mother-in-law or my husband. I tiptoe out through the verandah with my bag packed with some clothes, my mobile and some money. The moment I am out of the gate, I walk in a fast pace occasionally glancing backwards to make sure that noone is following me..I see the 4am bus parked in the bus stand and inche towards it as calmly as possible. I had this desperate urge to run towards it but I feign calmness..I get into the bus and see an old man dozing off on one of the seats with his mouth wide open..I tiptoe past him and settle at the corner seat at the back of the bus..I heave a sigh of relief because here I was hidden from all eyes...Noone would notice me..My heartbeat slows down..I look out of the bus window and a tea stall near by ... Traders who are going to the market to get their load for the day, a fish monger and a few new paper boys all hold their tea cups close eagerly waiting for the liquid to wake them up fully...<br /><br />The bus starts...I look at the conductor who has been eyeing me curiously for a few minutes...he comes towards me and looks at me with a question on his face...I stammer and says 'A ticket for Bangalore' and hand him a 50 rupee note...He takes the money from my hand and starts singing as he pulls out a ticket and the change. He puts it in my outstreched hand and lets it linger there a little longer that necessary. I give him a sharp distasteful look and he gives me a lusty smile with his stained teeth showing through his dark lips...I shudder and look away...I pretend to make a call on my mobile and he slowly inches away...He continues to stare at me as I pretend to dial a number...I pretend that I am talking to someone who is around the bus...'Yes..I am in the bus...The red one just in front of the bus stand....Yes, i took a ticket...Not many people in the bus..I will be fine..I will anyway call you soon.' The conductor turns his face away...<br /><br />The bus starts..It lurches forward and I feel a pain in my heart..I hold on to a rail..I utter a prayer and try to relax....My life in the past 2 years rushes past me as the bus begins to gain speed...I have been happily married to a man who earns decently enough to sustain me...Life is bliss for a year but everytime I got a chance to contemplate, I felt that there was something missing...There were days that I would sit at the corner of my room and cry like a wounded animal unsure of where the pain was emanating from...I tried to reason with myself but I couldnt...People around told me that it was time to start a family..But deep within I knew that was not the answer to my pain...I tried to understand where I was feeling incomplete...But I failed to find that out.....everytime he tried to make love to me, I would look away unable to bear the pretention that I was enjoying life...He tried to talk to me but I myself didnt know why I was so sad...For a change we decide to visit his parents...Two days have gone by and I am suffocating here! I woke today morning drenched in sweat, I couldnt stay there a second longer...I pack my bags grabbing whatever I could and stepped out of the house...<br /><br />I dont know why I did this..I think I am loosing my mind..God save me!Jinu Georgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06462194408613982841noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656347010030757138.post-23853754281351983572009-02-20T09:40:00.002+05:302009-02-20T09:41:53.107+05:30What do you call your mom and dad??Some people have wierd but endearing names for their parents...Tell us what you call your Mom and Dad...Jinu Georgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06462194408613982841noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656347010030757138.post-56875900239330088552009-02-19T13:01:00.012+05:302009-02-20T11:16:29.226+05:30About me!!Tomorrow is Friday and I am already in a weekend spirit..Yesterday I got my first anonymous comment from <a href="http://konnotation.blogspot.com/">Reflections</a>. I was so elated by the knowledge that my blog is being read by strangers...And I feel that this is an excellent time to let you know a little about myself:)<br /><br />Hmmm...I am wondering if I should tell you all my secrets....Hmmmm...Naahhh...What if my parents or sisters read it ;) I would be grounded for life!!<br /><br />- I am a Proud Virgo..born on Teacher's Day, Sept 5th... (Do you know: Teacher's Day In india is celebrated on Sept 5th.It is the birthday of the second President of India, academic philosopher Dr. <a class="mw-redirect" title="Radhakrishnan" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Radhakrishnan">Radhakrishnan</a>.<br /><br />- I am the third sibling in my family and I am the black sheep of the family for doing notorious stuff. I think I am still a black sheep in my in-laws eyes as well for thinking 'out of the box'.<br /><br />- I am what I am now because of Google!! I learnt all my cooking via the food blogs...Thanks to all you wonderful people out there..I am never ashamed to let everyone know that I owe it to Google and the blogs!!<br /><br />- I can sing and dance...Okay dont be shocked!! I really can ....LOL!! But please don't ask me to dance in front of you..<br /><br />- I have had different ambitions all my life ..... I wanted to be a Cardiologist, a Teacher,Be in the Air force or Navy, a Veterinarian, a scientist, an Acupuncturist, an Interior designer and now a psychologist!!<br /><br />- I am an engineer by profession but I feel that I am not meant to be here..I feel that I have a completely different role to play in life touching people and making a difference...I want to be a psychologist someday!!<br /><br />- My hubby is my guinea pig in all the new recipies I concoct! He is my biggest critic and I am his wrost critic ever..He gets pissed off with me for that!!<br /><br />- I love english music and english movies..I am not so fond of any Indian movies/songs...How unpatriotic right?? Can't help it...<br /><br />- I am very particular about cleanliness in my house. I would also love to be an interior designer....Arent you tired about about what all I want to become???<br /><br />- I have always wanted to write a book but felt that I am not eloquent enough to write one.<br /><br />- I am an extrovert by nature.<br /><p>- Very passionate about what I believe in.</p><p>- I am dying to have a dog in my house but maintenance worries me!! You know..Cleaning crap!!<br /></p><p>- I always make it a point to leave the house in a clean state when I go out..You never know who will be with you when you come back home..And I definitely don't want someone to see my house in a dirty state..</p><p>- I love waking up every morning to a clean house ;) </p><p>- I have to have a huge cup of tea to start my day!!</p><p>- I love trying out new cusines unlike my hubby who prefers to stick to a familiar cusine...</p><p>- I have 3 nieces and 1 nephew....Hubby's side...8 nephews!!! A handful to manage..</p><p>- I am concerned about the population burst!! I worry if we would ever run out of oxygen,food,water, flora and fauna!!</p>- I am a workaholic in all aspects....I am obsessed about getting into the ideal weight bracket.( I am a little Overweight now...psst)..I don't like to be too thin..I just want to be fit and strong like a horse :D ..IMHO women need a little fat..;) I am upset that Kate Winslet lost all that lovely fat she had!!I used to find her so genunine and happy when she was chubby...:(<br /><br />Are you bugged up already??? Sorry I can't help it..Grab a cup of coffee before you start dozing off!! I will wait for you to get back :D<br /><br />- I wish I could do something about keeping India Clean and pollution free..That's a totally different discussion which I will take up in a separate blog.<br /><br />- I hate people who get rich fast by bribing others...<br /><br />- I get so infuritated by India's infrastructure and the lax govt that I sometime get into bouts of frustration where I just want to leave this country and enjoy life in a better environment elsewhere.<br /><br />- My biggest weapon when someone pisses me off.. I become cold and I ignore my enemy like a piece of stone...Trust me, this is the most effective weapon ever!!<br /><br />- I am dying to learn photography after I get a Canon 400D<br /><br />- I am quite a voracious reader..<br /><br />- My nicknames : Panni(pig..Got this name from school), Gym Jinu(Got this name from College)<br /><br />- I have a driving license but I am terrified of driving...I don't think I would have ever made it as a pilot.. Chuckle....<br /><br />- I love cooking for my friends and my hubby...<br /><br />- I love changes in life!!<br /><br />- I don't feel motherhood is a requirement for me to be a complete woman..This the most controversial discussion I have with my dear ones...I am very happy the way I am.<br /><br />- I want to travel around the world before I die<br /><br />I guess that's all about myself!! There is certainly more but I am too tired already :D....<br />Have a great weekend!!<br /><br />Friday 2/20/2009<br /><br />I was reading <a href="http://konnotation.blogspot.com/2009/02/random-tag.html">Nancy's</a> blog and she has said something about herself which is so true about me too...<br /><br />"I enjoy hanging the washed clothes out on the terrace……I hang them neatly according to color, type & stand there for 2 mins & admire my handiwork after it is done…...all in the burning midday sun. "<br /><br />I get upset if my hubby hangs out the clothes cos its never perfect ..:)..Once my cousin got annoyed with me for that and bit back saying 'Even I know how to hang clothes'...I allowed her to do it...came back after 10 mins and did the whole thing all over again....hehehe...<br /><br />I hate keeping a maid at home for the sole reason that I have to do everything perfectly!!Jinu Georgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06462194408613982841noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656347010030757138.post-26603008066153798092009-02-11T10:05:00.005+05:302009-02-19T10:24:22.694+05:30Skandagiri.....My first trek..<span style="font-size:85%;">I tempted my good old friend,Nidhi, with dreams of going up the hills to view the sunrise on a cold day....sounds tempting right?? Nidhi turns out to be this simple soul who is in love with nature and the small things in life....Finally after a lot of debates, I managed to convince my hubby about taking that big leap and do our first major trekking...Now 'Trekking' in my mind was a simple walk...probably jumping over a few boulders..Little did I realise that Skandagiri was much more than a simple walk....LOL!! Three friends backed out in the last minute and I got two new volunteers for the trek..(I dont think they will ever trek again for the rest of their lives...LOL!!!)...We set off for Skandagiri at 11:45pm in our Indica with loads of foodstuff, a bottle of vodka and some warm clothing....We had no clue where Skandagiri was and everyone on the road had absolutely no clue about this place called Skandagiri...Hubby calls up his junior and threatens him ...(One way conversation as follows:) : 'Hi Banu....Have you slept??Can you tell me the way to get to Skandagiri.....Okay.....Okay....Fine...I will call you after sometime..Dont sleep okay...Your appraisal is coming up...'....All of us in the car burst out laughing...After around 6 calls and asking close to 7 people, we finally find our way to Skandagiri....The last call to our guide : 'Hi Banu...We finally found our way to Skandagiri...Thank you....Yes you can...Good night'....Poor Banu had to get his Lead's Permission to Sleep also....Whew fate of we poor indian IT workers who have to work under others!! LOL!! </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Anyways,we finally got to the base of Skandagiri and ended up bargaining with a guide to take us up the 'Betta'..we start walking..The ascend gets tough now...A few mins later...I call out in my hopeless Hindi... 'Guide Bhaiyya..Aur kitna door hai' the guide replies 'Madam its not even half way thru'.....everyone lets out explective's...In the beginning everyone used decent explective's...After sometime, we all started panting like dogs....By the grace of God it was a full moon day....In between I would get pissed off and call out 'Guide Bhaiya..Please torch dhikhayiyae....Cant see a crap...Sh&%'.The explective's get meaner and meaner....The one of the volunteers for the trip, Vatsala, turned out to have worn the wrong pair of shoes and she had to suffer the most...Her hubby was always beside her making sure she is doesn't get hurt...After sometime the ascend gets steeper and steeper..Rocks turn to loose sand and that's when things started getting hard..That occasional slip in the dark gives you that extreme rush of adrenalin and leaves your heart beating like crazy and you sweating profusely...It was an all-time dream of mine to visit the Himalayas.. And I think the trip to Skandagiri made me realise that it might not be all that possible...Hubby was openly relieved that I renounced the idea of going to the Himalayas...I was genuinely surpised that my hubby was much stronger and agile than he looked...Looks are indeed deceptive. ..;) Every step we started taking was getting painful and after sometime we were drenched in sweat and everytime I turned to look back at the others, my eyes would dart off to the sides and the way that we came up...I would get dizzy of the heights..Since when did I start getting this faint hearted...Damn it....Shame on you girl.... I secretly berated myself.<br /><br />After sometime, we reached high enough to see the city lights..It was beautiful.Unfortunately the camera that we took didn't have enough clarity to get a candid distant shoot...Quite disappointing..After a while we hear a shout 'Jesus...where the F&Ck are you..Come down now...' We all looked at each other in surprise only to realise that we had company(loads of trekkers in fact)..We overtook a gang of guys (one of the guys' name was Jesus..)Jesus came down literally cursing the caller...We all burst laughing and continued with our journey..Nidhi and I would burst into occassional peals of our infamous laughter when we heard the guys screaming out 'Jesus, I am so tired of this F&*king trek...I am tried of taking mainframe calls on top of this place..'.Poor fellas...<br /><br />I am skipping all the intricate details,but eventually we reach the top after constant motivation from the guide that there is a hotel and a temple on top where you can rest..My foot... We eventually reached the top, we see that the 'HOTEL', was infact a tent and a dilapidated temple ....There were a dozen people huddled up in the tent trying to catch some sleep...Whew..finally we reached the top...What a relief...It took a while for the sweat to dry off and then the freezing started..God..it was sooo cold....We were literally unable to talk....The breeze was quite strong and our guide left us to get the next batch of trekkers...We finally found a rock and hid ourselves behind it...With whatever little warm clothing we had, we sat huddled up next to each other..Our teeth chattering...Then the Vodka came...Irrespective of the gender, everyone had a sip to keep ourselves from dying from the cold...The vodka was a blessing ..I forgave the Russians for sometime for discovering this poison...:D..(Did you know: Vodka was originally called bread wine in Russia and Horilka is the Ukrainian term for "vodka )..Everytime Nidhi and I would burst into our uncontrollable peals of laughter some useless set of guys would imitate us..After sometime,my hubby chided us and asked us to shut up....Silence fell....Time was crawling....The night sky was beautiful and I saw the Big Dipper..The full moon was beautiful and we could detect the painfully slow movements of the moon. God those moments of waiting were terrible..We were so jealous of the other three friends of mine who backed out and who were probably huddled up under woollen blankets in the warmth of their houses and snoring away...After sometime our butts froze and we all decided to stand up and do some warm ups...It was much better than sitting on the rock...Finally, at 6:15am, we walked towards the summit..There were close to 300 people waiting to see the goddamn sun that was taking it own sweet time to rise!! </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />People started moving towards the summit and booking their places. At around 6:30pm everyone clapped their hands in unison when the city lights went off. In a few mins the horizon turned red.. Everyone waited eagerly...Most of the guys were cribbing that the sun wasn't even bothering to peep out...Whew...At around 6:50am, half of the spectators started departing...Everyone reasoned that there was too much fog and the sun has risen long time back....LOL!! I kept on convincing our gang that the sun will rise...Everyone lost hopes at 7am...We also decided to begin our descend...We took a few steps and then everyone started screaming at shouting....We ran like crazy back to the summit to find a beautiful blob of red peeping out of the red clouds...God it was beautiful....I had to praise God...It was an involuntary reaction...But I was a bit disappointed that the Sun wasn't very big...Cmon the Sun in Kaggadasapura(where I stay) is much bigger ;)<br /><br />Anyways, everyone started taking out their DSLR cams and attaching lenses to capture the sunrise colours...I felt a pang of jealousy that I didn't have one to capture that moment...We did our best with the camera we had...After the Sun became bright and the red drained out to give way to bright yellow, we decided to descend down the rocks...The whole set of 300 people started going downhill...Vatsala had to get the help to two guys to escort her down safely...Jinu and I descended like robots dying to finally lay step on a flat land...Our legs were shivering out of fatigue....Finally at 8:20am, we reached plain ground...Whew finally ... yay!!! I did it...We did it.....We waited for another half an hour for the others to come down....The rest of the journey back home is still a daze...I have no clue how we reached back home...I remember uttering a prayer to God to take us back home safely...Jinu's eyes were so heavy with sleep that everytime I look into the rear mirror, I could see his eyes drooping...I tried to make conversation with him so that we wouldn't fall asleep...Anyways, we reached Bng and by 11am, we had breakfast and fell asleep. We had to take an off the next day to recuperate... This was our first major trek as a couple and I think we should go for more...;)<br /><br /><br />Guys thank you so much for making this trip a success!!You are the best!!</span><br /></span>Jinu Georgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06462194408613982841noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656347010030757138.post-6337912660880794952008-10-04T18:16:00.000+05:302008-10-04T18:20:31.708+05:30Credulous me!!Oh for the love of God...I just realised yesterday that <a href="http://www.leavingbangalore.com/">www.leavingbangalore.com</a> was all about some Singapore low flight rate tickets!!And here I was thinking that people are genuinely on a forum determined to make a difference!! duh...Since when did I get so credulous???Jinu Georgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06462194408613982841noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656347010030757138.post-17003394825859390442008-09-30T08:23:00.000+05:302008-09-30T08:31:30.033+05:30You wretched Hyprocrites....<p>Go thru the new blog that is in vogue....</p><p><a href="http://www.leavingbangalore.com/index.php">http://www.leavingbangalore.com/index.php</a></p><p>Here is my opinion: </p><p>Don't blame IT people for ruining the city. Know your stats before you jump into conclusions. Look around...We Indians have all ruined the city. I have seen a zillion non-IT people throw garbage out of their doors even though the garbge van is waiting outside..A little sensibility is all that we all need. Regarding the infrastructure, we Banglore-ians need to act. I come from a communist state where people fight tooth and nail to get what they deserve(sometimes, they get more than what they deserve:D ). </p><p>Think of what we could do if all companies decided to not pay IT for one year if the government doesn't fix Infrastructure. Who are we afraid of? Banglore reaps crores as Income Tax from the IT industry and what does it give back to the people? Power cuts, bad roads, bad manners,polluted air and traffic jams. We all need to put our feet down and ask for what we need.Similary the govt , BDA and Urban development team needs to put it feet down and tell the people what they need from us. </p><p>IT has only helped the economy to grow. India wouldnt have been as rich as it is today if it hadnt been for software exports. Most of the Indian doctors have left India for greener pastures which they have got. I know so many professions where people have left the country for better money. Accept it, money is what we all are living for.</p><p>I do my share of cribbing every day. I am no exception. But this is not a solution and as humans we are all built to fix a problem and not just to accept it and live like it none of your business.<br />Please ACT people!!!</p><p>Auto drivers, landlords and shop keepers behave this way and demand for more money because they know that we are at need. Not because they are lacking education.They are well educated. Demand fuels supply...Thats what economy and business is all about..If the American money dries up, you have no clue what a terrible wave it could send across the world.. Accept it or not, the entire world is fueled by the American economy directly/ indirectly.</p><p>We Indians are sick and selfish people!!!We are ruining the country...We waste electricity and water. And we judge the govt..Play your part and then blame others!!Hypocrites...We all have been brought up that way. We are never taught in schools how to behave in public and how to care for public property. We need to learn from the US,UK,Japan and Europe. We need to care for the country like we do for our houses..</p><p>A few months back my colleague berated some 'guy' strangers for throwing sweet wrappers out of the bus. And since he was an Indian guy the response wasn't very upredicatble ..."Aye get lost..Thera bap kaa road hai kya??" We hear it and leave it..It doesnt occur to us that we need to start changing ourselves changing the way that we think.</p><p>I am terrifed of what monsters our children will turn out to be!!I pray my kid is not a boy...well that's a totally different topic...Will discuss that on another blog :D</p>Jinu Georgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06462194408613982841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656347010030757138.post-34437402646005288652008-09-16T09:03:00.001+05:302009-02-20T09:46:11.700+05:30What you are today....I called up Mom day before yesterday...Told her how pathetic our first Onam was. I strangely feel closer to her now than ever..I guess this bond gets stronger as years go by...When we are young we are dying to get away from the parental grasp...We swear that we will not end up being like our parents..But the older we get, the more we realise that we are replicating their behaviour. Cos that's the way we were brought up and that is the right way to bring up our children we feel.... It take a lot to be different..I think I will end up being like my parents cos I am very proud of the way they brought me up to make me what I am today...(with exceptions of the extereme bouts of inferiority complexes and unexplained moodiness!!)Jinu Georgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06462194408613982841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656347010030757138.post-40983731216497272292008-08-13T09:14:00.001+05:302009-02-20T09:48:03.371+05:30Leaving a mark....<span style="color:#000066;">I have been doing quite a lot of "mending up relationships" for others this week....And I am happy that we have been progressing a bit...slow as ever though!! My nephew and his girlfriend, two close friends who have no clue as to what they are looking for in marriage proposals, a wonderful friend who is struggling to get her marriage work...I sometimes wonder why we don't have any friendly elder teachers in whom we could confide and get some advice from...We Indian's dont have a lot of elder people who encourage us to think and do things out of the box and discover the true meaning of life...That is a rarity...All of us including our parents are stuck in a rut, in a re-disocvery of the wheel....Birth, growing up, studying and playing, school, college, professional studies, work, marriage, having children, pains of bringing them up, sacrifice, teaching the kids, managing finances, buying a house, worrying more than the kids in getting a good marks and finally a decent job, marrying the kids off, grandkids and last but not the least,(when all the kids move to greener pastures, and you are left with your wife or husband in a empty house) loneliness- an emptiness that leaves you wondering, what did i gain all along these years.....There is still something missing........<br /><br />As Mitch Albom says:<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">"The culture dosen't encourage you to think about a lot of things until you are about to die. We're so wrapped up with egotistical things, career, famiy, having enough money, meeting the mortgage, getting a new car, fixing the radiator when it breaks - we're involved in millions of little acts just to keep going. So we don't get into the habit of standing back and looking at our lives and saying . Is this all?? Is this all I wanted? Is something missing?</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">You need someone to probe you in that direction. It won't just happen automatically.. </span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000099;">After I read this section I realised that this is something that I wanted to do all along...be a guiding light in someone else's life...Helping them discover what they really have within and what they could do in this world..."<br /><br /></span><span style="color:#ff0000;">A Teacher affects eternity; he can never tell where his influence stops" </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#000099;">What better way to leave a mark in this universe......</span>Jinu Georgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06462194408613982841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656347010030757138.post-70629740659007147602008-07-24T13:00:00.000+05:302008-07-24T13:02:19.716+05:30Bored???Upset that I am wasting my life...Wish I could know what I want in life...Jinu Georgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06462194408613982841noreply@blogger.com1