Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Having Fun In Life

What do you mean by fun in life ? Going to restaurant..buying new clothes...chatting with friends ...reading a book..cooking something to surprise everybody ....or playing candy crush on phone..helping someone (willingly with no promise of return)..We all live to be happy in life ...actually thats what life meant to me.
Certain memories in my life I treasure . No It did not involve buying any expensive jewelry or publishing journal paper. I think having afternoon lunch with friends in a rainy (or snowy ) Friday ( having this joyful feeling that weekend is near)..or eating oranges sitting under the sun in a cold winter afternoon...eating Phucka(golgappa) with friends on the street (no restaurant can give give joy of street Phucka)  I treasure those moments. I have a strong childhood memory of eating loads of green peas by cracking them apart in winter morning (as soon as dad had come home after grocery shopping). 
  I think the happiness which matters to us need to not be related to achievement. See for instance, I get happy when my journal article get published, but that also accompanies whats next ? Thats where the trouble is.
 Anyways recently we figured out some happiness in our life by chasing birds from vegetable gardens.Here is the pic
 
He dedicated his T-shirts for the bad birdies .
I know he will grow up soon and life will move forward..but I cherish some of these moments.Never knew how to make scarecrow before.But it was fun.:)
  
  

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

The Waiting...

    Last Friday I came home early after submitting the grade for the semester. It was a bliss..relaxing and tension of time-line was over. This is very unusual for me; in a regular day I return home with my son in the evening and immediately get occupied in the whirlpool of business. Thus, that untimely homecoming gave me a different kind of feeling. The house looked quite and sober. In morning maid cleaned the house, so there were no toys scattered in the living room, no legos on the floor to step on and no plates with unfinished breakfast on the coffee table. Whoever visited my home previously, they know this is quite an unusual sight in my house. However, the pristine cleanliness did not give me any satisfaction. To me the house looked so desolate..so unusually calm that I could sense the eager waiting in the silence of the air. The sofas looked like they were waiting for some body to jump (even if you say umpteenth time not to do so), some people to sit and chat something random. The carpet wanted to give shelter for hundred lego pieces to be scattered on it. The warm sun light was feeling the room with the desire to wrap the jumping kindergarteners. I felt the sense of waiting everywhere. Hence this picture name is waiting. 

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Just A Regular Day

U came by silently
Without much rustle,bustle
There is no looongg...meeting in my calender
U are just a regular day.

I love each bit of you
U are so peaceful
No hidden promises..no expectation
U are just a regular day.

I could cuddle you
Without the regular rush
I could hug without the tickling clock
U are just a regular day.
No busy meeting..no hidden promises..no dreams
I love you so much

Tuesday, January 7, 2014

Welcoming 2014

  This year is going to be a year with lots of change....planing back to India is just tingling on my thumbs...so handful of work. I spent most of my Christmas vacation on sorting out stuff..no.. not started packing yet. My final verdict letter has not reached my hand. Hubby's has come..but that poor fellow could not enjoy his achievement because of the "darling" wife.
   I have loads of unknown fear (this is associated with every thing). However, returning back to India is some kind of decision which can be marked as "life changing decision". Let us pray and hope.
   

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Toys, Childhood and Generation

   I grew up in suburb of a big metropolitan city that is Kolkata (Calcutta). Though, 1/3 rd of my day was spent in a very quite school of south Calcutta, I cannot say I was a city girl.
  I spent all my afternoon playing with my friends in my neighborhood, and a lot of us came from a wide range of socio-economic background . But that did not infiltrate in our bonding or made me to learn some bad words (this is another wrong opinion about playing with kids coming from different background). I think that helped me to be better person, by knowing and trying to understand the difficulties which some of us face. Never the brand of cloth we wore or the price-tag of our toys did matter. In fact, we had all same kind of toys..a boy and girl pair( i think Rs 10-15 that time) and lots of kitchen cooking utensils. A new shoe box had a lot of value that time, because after that one of toy families would get a new house . The lack of ingredients never hindered our enjoyment and enthusiasm, in fact often having not much will boost up child's imagination and ideas. We grew up in a generation ( I would rather say a better generation when we did not have a 5 year old playing in i-pad), technological advancement often  take out a lot from a child's imagination and has profound effect on his developmental growth.
    Now, when I am a mother of a five year old. I did exactly the same thing what my contemporary mothers did. I loaded my child's room with loads of toys...each one of my friend knows how does it look like. I got lured by Big store toy rooms. First came "Thomas the train." My God! It was like an explosion. First Thomas, then his friend Edward..then Henry...Gordon..James..Percy.. the list continued. and It was not always my son. It was me too.Like comparing with other Mom , I would go to store and run to buy Emily..or blah..blah..blah.. But this post is not about catharsis of my feelings or self-declaration but a note to any new mom. It will never end...the list will never end. We are the easy piece or  soft target..we are nothing but consumers..dad..mom..grandma..grandpa...and our precious little ones. No.. I am not against these toys..but somehow I feel its really pointless to buy so many of them just to increase the number or variety. One always can have some of them but not all of them.
   Some of the toys I really love to buy and play.Like LEGOs, again I am telling myself..no more different types of LEGO boxes. I bought LEGO pieces in grams/in weight basis and gave Adi to play... what ever he wants to make. Some other good toys I feel are TRIOs and JENGA. All are building/construction toys and good for fine motor skills. Another game "Candyland" is suggested by Adi's school teacher. She emphasized to play with him to increase his social interaction and communication skills.
  Our present younger generation is so much addicted to technology that really not good for their mental health. Most of the little kids get glued with the i-pad and i-phone, tablets ...becoming more introvert. Often by playing together, people learn lot about team work. And its so much good to see them play together. Few days ago I went to take my son from school. And somehow I felt to watch him playing with friends without his knowledge. It was so good to see them playing together, running..laughing and jumping together. Childhood should be like this..without electronic gadgets and expensive toys but to play and laugh together from generation after generation.