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Wednesday 27 April 2016
The family holiday
Birthday again.. in remembrance
My words repeat... so do my sentiments... for a brother I cherish all my life. Celebrating his life on his birthday I speak with joy and sadness but with emotions that teach me everyday...
We smile, we celebrate, we relive moments gone by, we cry, we laugh, we miss, we share, we wish for another chance to have him with us again... Apr 15 is a birthday in our family - my brother s birthday.... Deepak, Deepu or Nany as most of you know him but for me .. my anna. Its been 11 years but for us time stands still ... time is not a healer just gives us enough strength to embrace life with grace and dignity... and under the circumstances I think we did fine...
Today as I look back, I am happy with the time we shared.. our relationship, our bonding had all the perfect ingredients as siblings... I fought - he made peace, I cried - he held me, we shared and cared, we loved and laughed, we were poles apart in our interests but always had a point of mutual comfort, we respected our boundaries yet looked out for each other, agreed to disagree sometimes but the one aspect we always agreed on was to always be mums rock..
With a marginal age difference our growing years seemed like a twin life... we grew with each other, for each other and about each other. We grew in the same patterns of life, entertaining our curiosities, shielding each other, gauging friendships in our parents and respecting boundaries to the parent child relationships.
He was a terrific son, brother, friend with the right persona for the defense services balanced by his passion for golf. He believed sleep was a waste of time so his every second was about 'live life to the fullest'. His love for the wheel and the thrill and ease with which he would clock speeds across long or short distances always had me thrilled. His magnetic personality always had him surrounded by umpteen friends, cousins. .... he was the force that mandate gatherings and reunions during his vacations in Bangalore. He was very generous and always ready to help... so much so we continue to hear from so many folks who share with us the impact he had on their lives and the difference he made...He loved kids and was a natural ice breaker while i used my charm on pets.. so was a pretty winning combination. He believed in excellence, quality and a lifestyle with brands. His love for colors not just in attire also reflected the joy with which he saw life. While stress, tension and getting worked up were my forte's, his mantra for life was calmness and staying stress free.
In this journey, while it was a short life.. it was a life well lived. He is missed more with every passing day as we ponder and imagine him as a husband, father, brother in law and the doting uncle to my daughters who fondly refer to him as mamu.
While destiny has its own choices, we have the joy of seeing so many shades of him in both my kids.
On your birthday... today as you turned 37.. I am thrilled that we have so many memories that we have shared... while the journey was short atleast it was one that mattered and not like so many that lack the true bonding of brothers n sisters. So here s to a perfect brother that made life count in more ways than I can imagine... may I learn to live, love and laugh in as much purity as you did. With love...
We grew like twins, my rock forever. We amused each other and protected endlessly. We cherished and lived like there was no tomorrow and am glad that's what we did. It was short, but fulfilling to think, that you made life count, without regrets and touched hearts in more ways than I can ever imagine. Today, we are surrounded by people whom you cared for and is overwhelming to hear the emotions that string so many stories. In a moment the world changed for us, but time stood still and with every passing day, as we continue to build memories, we are thrilled that you live with us in our hearts to see so many milestones!
A thousand words wont bring you back, I know because I tried,
A thousand tears wont bring you back, I know because I cried!
- Kily Dunbar
Years have passed, you are a memory for many even before Facebook had memory timelines. I have said it before and say it again, you will always be my 'today' everyday! We have grown from black and white to color, but in my heart I want to hold on to the 'endlessness' we shared in black and white.
While I will always be grateful for our time together, I know I am just being human when I say... I wish you were here. I read this somewhere and found it apt. It said "RIP means Rest In Peace" though my heart says "Return If Possible".
Every day we learn something new
We cherish and believe it all to be true
You taught me about hope and cheer
To live happily without fear!
In my heart you shine every day
Every second that's what I pray
So much of you I see in my kids today
Wish you could meet them and play.
So here's to loving, living, losing and believing that with every passing day life teaches us more, but we always find the strength in what and who we are taking along! For a brother, another year gone by, holding your hands and smiling everyday!
The bus stop girls
Day 97… #100daysofhappiness #100happydays
Its 0725 am on a weekday and I find myself repeatedly calling out for Big T to make her way with me down to the bus stop. We want to get there in time, as we both have our agendas. She races there to play with her friends at the stop and luck has it, but the child to reach last is often the den. So that’s our time keeper along with that consistent watsapp message that comes from our route admin from stop 1, which reads our action for the day “The bus just left”. My rush is to make it to avoid the school drop and get my dose of laughter that keeps my day upbeat! Monday blues seems like a passé, with the stop chats.
It’s the wait for the bus every morning at our bus stop. It’s monotonous but fun, relaxed yet alert and hilarious yet chat worthy. While I love the excitement of landing up ‘dressed up’, the presence of mums in clothes of immense comfort makes the whole ambiance so comfortable. Don’t let my note, misguide you. We are not just mums, but some dads too, who either observe, discuss the world issues or stay amused with the uproar of laughter that erupts as we mums chat away, if not, a target to bullying by all the mums.
We are the mums who contemplated if the photos pose should reflect ‘Mums with Tums’ or ‘Mums with Bums’. After much deliberation and thought, this was our best pose to safeguard all our interests. The photo was my insistence so the reminder for these moments was true persistence. The rush of the morning routine gets its much deserved break at the school bus stop with giggles and stories that make the heart charged for the day. There is an abundance of madness, concern, warmth and fun that brightens the gloominess of the morning. We meet every day and so their admittance in my 100 days just seemed natural.
We are not there to judge each other. Our get up in the morning is hardly a concern. The attires in this picture were specifically planned to ensure our best foot forward for the photograph. We are eager to share, and hold no hesitation groaning about motherhood. For many, we may appear to be imperfect mums, but we have the blessing of not being obsessive about our kids. We believe in normalcy and are ok with our kids combining a bit of junk and healthy in their day. We are not here aspiring to race toppers; instead we are here to nurture well rounded self respecting individuals, with a humor that will ride them through life. We are eager about routines that can keep them busy and learn from organizational perfection that mums relate to. We love our school days and dread the long drawn holidays. We look forward to summer camps, clocked by the hour if possible. We are mums who can balance the love for our homes and work all in one breath, without being embarrassed about wanting that ‘time out’ now and then. We have our lunch meets that probably disturb the neighboring tables but our unconventional conversations always has me teary eyed.
We have all not known each other too long, but time has not limited our openness. I just realized I never mentioned their names through the post, so here it is. So the next time you are looking for the streak of Jamie’s madness, Smitha’s sweetness, Pavitha’s jokes, Gunjan’s exceptional organizational skills, and my love for these crazy ladies, then drop by at our bus stop in the morning and be cheered up! Describing them separately I will not do justice, so its best I capture our mornings at the stop.
Thursday 7 April 2016
An Easter challenge
Happy Easter everyone!
Phenomenal Woman on Women's Day
Whether you standing or sitting on a chair.
The brilliance of women is radiant like the sun,
Our perfection is never a pun.
So clap your hands and cheer away
As you celebrate Women’s Day.
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms,
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It’s the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them,
They say they still can’t see.
I say,
It’s in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
Now you understand,
Just why my head’s not bowed.
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing,
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need for my care.
’Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
The Maya Angelou birthday tribute!
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms,
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It’s the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them,
They say they still can’t see.
I say,
It’s in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
Now you understand,
Just why my head’s not bowed.
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing,
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need for my care.
’Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
Run for Women's Day
Another day to remember in my 100 days...
Perfect Women's Day celebration..
With the woman who truly inspires n encourages me in every way.. my mommy Nimmi Belliappa...an early rewarding and thrilling 5k in 38 mins..followed by a hearty my kind of breakfast at Bet You Will Like It. Celebration indeed! Cheers completed with the excited welcome by the very supportive hubby Arya Ganapathy and my bundles of rejoice.. The Lil munchkins Tamara and Tanaaya who couldn't stop raving! Timing needs to improve but gradually smile emoticon
Don't let the pose fool you... I did not place no 1.. In the crowd that participated... but in my heart I felt like no 1.. so that counted more! So striking the pose was just a heart's response smile emoticon