Its been quite a few days since I posted. At work, project has began - officially on Jan 2nd 2007 but unofficially a couple of weeks ago. And work is slowly and steadily getting hectic.
2006 is ending..I wanted to write a post on that, but don't have the time. I haven't even gone to ashram with Guruji in town.
But have a wonderful video. Its the comedy round of Nach Baliye1. Check out Varun and Rajeshwari. This is the comedy dance I've ever seen.
Dec 30, 2006
Dec 26, 2006
12 days of Christmas
Check this out...totally hilarious. Note the mallu accent..
Thanks to Sowmya for the video.
Thanks to Sowmya for the video.
Dec 22, 2006
Dhoom with Hrithik
I watched Dhoom2 a few days back. Its Hrithik all the way in the movie. He dances like a rubber doll, he looks like a Greek God (he is also acts like one in the movie) and he steals not only the whole movie but also your hearts.
I found these two videos on YouTube. Man he looks absolutely fab. First is the Dhoom Again song
This is Dil Laga song. I'm a big fan of Abhishek Bachchan but here its only Hrithik.
The quality isn't so good. But you can't miss Hrithik!!
I found these two videos on YouTube. Man he looks absolutely fab. First is the Dhoom Again song
This is Dil Laga song. I'm a big fan of Abhishek Bachchan but here its only Hrithik.
The quality isn't so good. But you can't miss Hrithik!!
Dec 20, 2006
My Grandmother
My grandmother passed away yesterday. Its a great loss for all of us.
The void she has left behind is immense. She was a bhandar of knowledge and stories. I remember how me and Arati would ask her to tell stories about our dad's childhood, and how we used to feel good when she told us how dad was beaten for his antics during his childhood. She would tell stories about her childhood in Maasur - how she would make tamarind balls, how she would steal mangoes - the memories are too many.
She was the head of the family and we would turn to her for most of the issues. She was an absolutely amazing cook. I just loved her cooking. We would eagarly look forward to go to her house - mainly for the food. Her rasam was the world's best. Even my mom can't make rasam like her. (This is something because my mom's rasam is out of the world.) Whenever we went, I would call her up and tell her to make extra rasam for me. And I would drink the rasam like water.
We are going to miss her, but life goes on. May her soul rest in peace.
The void she has left behind is immense. She was a bhandar of knowledge and stories. I remember how me and Arati would ask her to tell stories about our dad's childhood, and how we used to feel good when she told us how dad was beaten for his antics during his childhood. She would tell stories about her childhood in Maasur - how she would make tamarind balls, how she would steal mangoes - the memories are too many.
She was the head of the family and we would turn to her for most of the issues. She was an absolutely amazing cook. I just loved her cooking. We would eagarly look forward to go to her house - mainly for the food. Her rasam was the world's best. Even my mom can't make rasam like her. (This is something because my mom's rasam is out of the world.) Whenever we went, I would call her up and tell her to make extra rasam for me. And I would drink the rasam like water.
We are going to miss her, but life goes on. May her soul rest in peace.
Think again
Piyu sent me this long time ago. Really thought provoking...
If we reduce the population of the Earth to a small town with 100 people and keep the proportions, it will look like this:
Also think about the following:
If this morning you've woke up healthy, you are happier then 1 million people that will not survive next week.
If you never suffered a war, the loneliness of the jail cell, the agony of torture, or hunger, you are happier then 500 million people in the world.
If you can enter into a church/mosque without fear of jail or death, you are happier then 3 million people in the world.
If there is a food in your fridge, you have shoes and clothes, you have bed and a roof, you are richer then 75% of the people in the world.
If you have bank account, money in your wallet and some coins in the money-box, you belong to the 8% of the people on the world, which are well-to-do.
If you read this you are three times more blessed because:
1. somebody just thought of you.
2. you don't belong to the 200 million people that cannot read.
3. and... you have a computer!
If we reduce the population of the Earth to a small town with 100 people and keep the proportions, it will look like this:
57 Asians 21 Europeans 14 Americans (northern and southern) 8 Africans
52 women 48 men
70 coloured-skins 30 caucasians
89 heterosexuals 11 homosexuals
6 people would own 59% of the whole world wealth and all of them will be from the United States of America
80 would have bad living conditions
70 will be uneducated
50 will be underfed
1 would die
2 would be born
1 will have a computer
1 (only one) will have higher education
Also think about the following:
If this morning you've woke up healthy, you are happier then 1 million people that will not survive next week.
If you never suffered a war, the loneliness of the jail cell, the agony of torture, or hunger, you are happier then 500 million people in the world.
If you can enter into a church/mosque without fear of jail or death, you are happier then 3 million people in the world.
If there is a food in your fridge, you have shoes and clothes, you have bed and a roof, you are richer then 75% of the people in the world.
If you have bank account, money in your wallet and some coins in the money-box, you belong to the 8% of the people on the world, which are well-to-do.
If you read this you are three times more blessed because:
1. somebody just thought of you.
2. you don't belong to the 200 million people that cannot read.
3. and... you have a computer!
Dec 19, 2006
Nach Baliye2 Finals
Raju Shrivastav ended his performance in Nach Baliye by talking or rather joking about how the results are announced in reality shows. I had a taste of that last night.
It was the finals of NB, and they took such a long time to announce the results, that I gave up and slept. Anybody who was somebody in the show danced. Whether they were good or bad didn't matter. The only one who didn't dance was Kunal Kohli - thank God!! The comedy of the anchors was like the sensex, sometimes on a high and sometimes very cheap.
I watched till 11.30 and gave up. Got to know in the morning that Tina-Hussain won. Expected. They were better than Yash-Gowri yesterday. Also their (T&H) dance steps and choreography was far superior than Y&G. Worthy winners.
It was the finals of NB, and they took such a long time to announce the results, that I gave up and slept. Anybody who was somebody in the show danced. Whether they were good or bad didn't matter. The only one who didn't dance was Kunal Kohli - thank God!! The comedy of the anchors was like the sensex, sometimes on a high and sometimes very cheap.
I watched till 11.30 and gave up. Got to know in the morning that Tina-Hussain won. Expected. They were better than Yash-Gowri yesterday. Also their (T&H) dance steps and choreography was far superior than Y&G. Worthy winners.
Dec 18, 2006
Dec 15, 2006
Tina and Hussain - Blind dance
I loved this performance or should I say preformance like Saroj Khan.
Art of Living Marketing Model
The guest editor for today's Times of India is none other than H.H Sri Sri Ravi Shankar. I grabbed a copy (we get Hindu at home) from a newspaper stall on my way to work. Luckily, I got a seat in the bus and could read some of the articles. There is a report about TOI's experience in having Guruji in their office. There He talks about various things - criticism, marketing, WAR, and 'The choice is yours, blessing is mine'.
The marketing part caught my attention - it reminded me of my Greenpeace days. (Main Greenpeace ke liye chanda ekhata karti thi.) Here is an excerpt from the paper
During one of our pep talks, Rahul (my boss at Greenpeace) had mentioned about the marketing model of Art of Living (I hadn't done the course then). He asked us to observe the dedication of the volunteers of the foundation and imbibe that in ourselves. He was awed by the enthusiasm and energy of the volunteers. He used to ponder on the theory of getting volunteers to do the marketing not employ people for marketing. The whole lesson to be learnt according to Rahul, is that - You make such an impression on the person you talk to that he/she should next become the ambassador of Greenpeace.
Now I look back and smile at those words. Yes AoL is a indeed a great marketing model that needs some study, but what people sometimes don't understand is the grace behind the model.
The marketing part caught my attention - it reminded me of my Greenpeace days. (Main Greenpeace ke liye chanda ekhata karti thi.) Here is an excerpt from the paper
So how does he react to charges of being well marketed Guru? "Its like commentary after the match is over", he shrugged.
"People can study the movement's success and turn it into a marketing model now, but no model was designed to make it a success."
During one of our pep talks, Rahul (my boss at Greenpeace) had mentioned about the marketing model of Art of Living (I hadn't done the course then). He asked us to observe the dedication of the volunteers of the foundation and imbibe that in ourselves. He was awed by the enthusiasm and energy of the volunteers. He used to ponder on the theory of getting volunteers to do the marketing not employ people for marketing. The whole lesson to be learnt according to Rahul, is that - You make such an impression on the person you talk to that he/she should next become the ambassador of Greenpeace.
Now I look back and smile at those words. Yes AoL is a indeed a great marketing model that needs some study, but what people sometimes don't understand is the grace behind the model.
Dec 14, 2006
Bhanu didi, Narayan Murthy and Nandan Nilekani
Yesterday I had the privilege to share a table with all the three esteemed people mentioned above. I unwillingly attended a wedding which played hosts to these people.
One of the Arvindh's acquaintances' (Manju) daughter was getting married and since he is taking a course, I was to represent us in the wedding. I didn't know Manju, but went along because - first, Tithi was coming (It was long time since I spoke to her) and second, the wedding was at Taj West End. I wasn't even dressed for the occasion.
I was pleasantly surprised when I saw Mrs. Sudha Murthy welcoming the guests. Then Tithi told me that Murthys and Manju's family are friends. Manju's husband was also a part of Infosys for sometime.
The bride and groom could give a complex to Amitabh and Jaya Bachchan - the groom was about 6'6" and the bride was just 5'!!! We met Bhanu didi and Sens and were hanging around her. After we wished the couple, Mrs. Sudha Murthy was there again to graciously request us to proceed for dinner. For the first course, we shared the table with Bhanu didi. A honour. (For those who don't know, Bhanu didi is Guruji's sister and a very senior teacher of Art of Living courses.) She had very little (just curd rice) and left soon.
By the time we served ourselves the second round, our table was taken. We found a table with a couple of chairs free and seated ourselves there. We put our plates down and look up to see Narayan Murthy and Nandan Nilekani seating almost opposite to us. With them there was K. Dinesh and someone called Paddy. We put our heads down and had our dinner. I wanted to say something, but nothing came to my mind. I kept thinking about Arvindh - I'm sure he would have loved to speak to them. I tried to overhear the conversation the greater mortals across the table were having - they were speaking something about the Croatian President and then about some land in Chennai. And they didn't eat much, NRN had only bowl of curd and we were hogging away!!
This is surely one story for my grandchildren. Well, its not everyday you share a table with such distinguished people!!
One of the Arvindh's acquaintances' (Manju) daughter was getting married and since he is taking a course, I was to represent us in the wedding. I didn't know Manju, but went along because - first, Tithi was coming (It was long time since I spoke to her) and second, the wedding was at Taj West End. I wasn't even dressed for the occasion.
I was pleasantly surprised when I saw Mrs. Sudha Murthy welcoming the guests. Then Tithi told me that Murthys and Manju's family are friends. Manju's husband was also a part of Infosys for sometime.
The bride and groom could give a complex to Amitabh and Jaya Bachchan - the groom was about 6'6" and the bride was just 5'!!! We met Bhanu didi and Sens and were hanging around her. After we wished the couple, Mrs. Sudha Murthy was there again to graciously request us to proceed for dinner. For the first course, we shared the table with Bhanu didi. A honour. (For those who don't know, Bhanu didi is Guruji's sister and a very senior teacher of Art of Living courses.) She had very little (just curd rice) and left soon.
By the time we served ourselves the second round, our table was taken. We found a table with a couple of chairs free and seated ourselves there. We put our plates down and look up to see Narayan Murthy and Nandan Nilekani seating almost opposite to us. With them there was K. Dinesh and someone called Paddy. We put our heads down and had our dinner. I wanted to say something, but nothing came to my mind. I kept thinking about Arvindh - I'm sure he would have loved to speak to them. I tried to overhear the conversation the greater mortals across the table were having - they were speaking something about the Croatian President and then about some land in Chennai. And they didn't eat much, NRN had only bowl of curd and we were hogging away!!
This is surely one story for my grandchildren. Well, its not everyday you share a table with such distinguished people!!
Dec 8, 2006
Trishul - Amitabh all the way!
The 70s beyond any doubt belonged to Amitabh Bachchan. He gave some really memorable movies and performances, to name a few would do injustice to the others. For this month, let’s revisit one of Amitabh’s greatest performances as Vijay in Trishul. Trishul had the memorable Deewaar team of Amitabh-Yash Chopra-Salim-Javed delivering yet another powerful movie.
Raj (Sanjeev Kapoor), an honest and hardworking engineer is in love with a simple, poor clerk Shanti (Waheda Rahman).
Raj’s mother wants him to marry Kamini, his boss’s only daughter and become a partner in the construction company he works. Raj’s mother successfully brainwashes him and he marries Kamini. Meanwhile, Shanti bears his illegitimate son and brings him up the hard way. After her death, her son Vijay (Amitabh Bachchan) decides to avenge the wrong done to his mother. Raj is now RK Gupta, a rich businessman with a son Shekar (Shashi Kapoor) and daughter Babli (Poonam Dhillon).Vijay also tries to separate Shekar and his lover Sheetal (Hema Mal
ini). But when Shekar gets to know the truth about Vijay, he deserts his father and joins Vijay. Vijay also helps Babli elope with There is also another character, Balwant Rai (Prem Chopra) who hates Gupta and initially helps Vijay. But later turns against Vijay and joins hands with Gupta.
The music by Khayyam is just apt, no comparisons to his previous movie Kabhie Kabhie. All the songs are well placed except for Kabhie Kasame Na which seems to slow the pace of the movie. Yash Chopra as the director has extracted great performances from all and has done full justice to the powerful script.
The script and screenplay by Salim-Javed is one of the
There are some really amazing and memorable dialogues in the movie. Who can forget Mere paas na apane baap-dada ki daulat ki nahi ek pai hai aur nahi mujhe chahiye, mere paas agar kuch hain to apane maa ka diya hua aashirwaad, or Main panch lakh ka sauda karne aaya hoon aur mere jeb mein panch photi kaudi bhi nahi hai or Aaj aapke paas aapki sari daulat sahi, lekin aap se bada gareeb maine zindagi mein nahin dekha and many more.
The characters aren’t stereotypes, no just black or just white, but they are grey and very real life. The only disappointing character is that of RK Gupta’s wife. We can guess that she knows the truth about Vijay and accepts it easily!!
The movie completely belongs to Amitabh Bachchan. He is the angry young man again but with a difference. He is super cool yet has that burning anger underneath. Hats off to the Badshah of Bollywood. Also take nothing away from Sanjeev Kumar. The initial helplessness and later the arrogance and ruthlessness have been portrayed perfectly. Shashi Kapoor and Rahkee are fine. Hema Malini and others don’t have much to do.
Personally, this is the best ‘angry young man’ movie of Amitabh.
Dec 7, 2006
Tamil and me
From my childhood, I have been surrounded by Tamils. Well if you grow up in Bangalore you'll have at least a couple of Tamilian friends. But Tamil never invoked any interest in me, no offence please but I have always resisted learning the language.
In school, I had 3 close friends (Anitha, Arati and Nita) or best friends like we called them then, who were Tamilians. During my middle school, I spent a lot of time with Nita and picked a bit of Tamil from her. Then I picked more Tamil from Anitha - we used to study together during 10th standard. In college, Sowmya and Sumana represented the Tamilian community in my life. But we always spoke in English and I was happy to forget whatever Tamil I knew. But I watched Tamil movies. With filmmakers like Mani Rathnam, its difficult to keep away from them.
Then came Arvindh. I agreed to meet him because he was from Bombay and thought that he would speak Marathi. He said that they (his forefathers) were Kannadigas settled in Tamil Nadu but he was born and raised in Bombay. He spoke a bit of Marathi, fair enough. But after marriage I felt that its the other way round - they were Tamilians who spoke a bit of Kannada - they speak Kannada with a Tamil accent and a lot of Tamil mixed in it, they watch only Tamil channels and movies (Hindi and English too, but no Kannada), they read Tamil magazines - I'm the only one in the family who can read Kannada!! Once one of his uncles suggested that I learn Tamil, I smiled and resisted.
In MS also, my roommate was Mallika, a staunch Tamilian. But my resistance was almost broken when I decided to go to Chennai for my MS project. The project was too good to resist. I dug out whatever little Tamil I knew and picked up some more words. I managed pretty well. I could negotiate with the auto drivers there, bargain at shops or basically, learnt enough to survive.
I almost broke my resolve when Gurudev spoke to me in Tamil. I understood whatever he said and answered in my limited Tamil. I decided it was time to break the resolve, but the interest faded when the next time I spoke to HIM, it was in English and thankfully HE answered in English.
But that urge to learn is creeping in again. The resolve not to learn is turning to resolve to learn. I am slowly and consciously picking a few words here and there and registering them in my memory. Who knows, in a couple of months, I might speak fluent Tamil. So much for my resistance!!! All it needed was Sri Sri.
In school, I had 3 close friends (Anitha, Arati and Nita) or best friends like we called them then, who were Tamilians. During my middle school, I spent a lot of time with Nita and picked a bit of Tamil from her. Then I picked more Tamil from Anitha - we used to study together during 10th standard. In college, Sowmya and Sumana represented the Tamilian community in my life. But we always spoke in English and I was happy to forget whatever Tamil I knew. But I watched Tamil movies. With filmmakers like Mani Rathnam, its difficult to keep away from them.
Then came Arvindh. I agreed to meet him because he was from Bombay and thought that he would speak Marathi. He said that they (his forefathers) were Kannadigas settled in Tamil Nadu but he was born and raised in Bombay. He spoke a bit of Marathi, fair enough. But after marriage I felt that its the other way round - they were Tamilians who spoke a bit of Kannada - they speak Kannada with a Tamil accent and a lot of Tamil mixed in it, they watch only Tamil channels and movies (Hindi and English too, but no Kannada), they read Tamil magazines - I'm the only one in the family who can read Kannada!! Once one of his uncles suggested that I learn Tamil, I smiled and resisted.
In MS also, my roommate was Mallika, a staunch Tamilian. But my resistance was almost broken when I decided to go to Chennai for my MS project. The project was too good to resist. I dug out whatever little Tamil I knew and picked up some more words. I managed pretty well. I could negotiate with the auto drivers there, bargain at shops or basically, learnt enough to survive.
I almost broke my resolve when Gurudev spoke to me in Tamil. I understood whatever he said and answered in my limited Tamil. I decided it was time to break the resolve, but the interest faded when the next time I spoke to HIM, it was in English and thankfully HE answered in English.
But that urge to learn is creeping in again. The resolve not to learn is turning to resolve to learn. I am slowly and consciously picking a few words here and there and registering them in my memory. Who knows, in a couple of months, I might speak fluent Tamil. So much for my resistance!!! All it needed was Sri Sri.
Dec 6, 2006
Wake up!!! Majority vote bank wake up!!!
There were two incidents that made me write this post:
1. My colleague, Surajit is from Assam and he was telling me about the politics in Assam. He was saying that there are a lot of Bangladeshi immigrants and form a vote bank for the Congress led govt. So to keep them in Assam, the govt had made the Foreigners (Tribunals for Assam) Order, 2006, which puts the onus of proving if someone is an illegal foreigner on the complainant rather than the accused. Its the opposite for the rest of the nation. This order was today squashed by the Supreme court. For more details see this article
2. I was as usual googling for Sri Sri Ravi Shankar (My usual routine to update myself about Gurudev's where-abouts) and I found this blog Vichaarah. It has a small post about the Argentina incident of Gurudev's. What got me interested in the blog was the post about violence in Maharashtra. Again, for the vote bank, the politicians/govt refuses to condemn it.
Minority vote bank!!!When will the majority vote bank wake up???
1. My colleague, Surajit is from Assam and he was telling me about the politics in Assam. He was saying that there are a lot of Bangladeshi immigrants and form a vote bank for the Congress led govt. So to keep them in Assam, the govt had made the Foreigners (Tribunals for Assam) Order, 2006, which puts the onus of proving if someone is an illegal foreigner on the complainant rather than the accused. Its the opposite for the rest of the nation. This order was today squashed by the Supreme court. For more details see this article
2. I was as usual googling for Sri Sri Ravi Shankar (My usual routine to update myself about Gurudev's where-abouts) and I found this blog Vichaarah. It has a small post about the Argentina incident of Gurudev's. What got me interested in the blog was the post about violence in Maharashtra. Again, for the vote bank, the politicians/govt refuses to condemn it.
Minority vote bank!!!When will the majority vote bank wake up???
Ways of the Divine
Almost daily I pass through a temple, the one in BMP's premises, but never go in. I keep thinking I must go someday, but everyday I'm late and keep postponing. Finally, I had to go in today.
While getting in the bus today, I hurt my hand and it was bleeding. I wanted to wash it and didn't have any water. So held it tight with a tissue to stop the bleeding. I got down at corporation and as usual, I went into BMP premises. I asked the watchman there about water. He said there is a tap inside the temple. Well, had to go in. Its a beautiful temple. It felt really nice to be in the temple.
Guess the Divine wanted me to go to the temple. Ways of the Divine are truly strange!!!
While getting in the bus today, I hurt my hand and it was bleeding. I wanted to wash it and didn't have any water. So held it tight with a tissue to stop the bleeding. I got down at corporation and as usual, I went into BMP premises. I asked the watchman there about water. He said there is a tap inside the temple. Well, had to go in. Its a beautiful temple. It felt really nice to be in the temple.
Guess the Divine wanted me to go to the temple. Ways of the Divine are truly strange!!!
Dec 5, 2006
TV Shows
I used to follow a lot of TV shows before I went to Advance course. But when I returned wasn't interested in any of them. The only thing I like watching or following is Nach Baliye. And I want Tina and Hussain or Yash and Gauri to win not Tanaaz and Bakhtyaar. I used to like them (T&B) earlier, not anymore. There is an arrogance in Bakhtyaar's way which I'm allergic to.
I also used to watch Big Boss. I liked Rakhi Sawant's frankness and her body language. She is one confident babe!! But now that she is out, there is absolutely no interest in the show.
Shah Rukh Khan is going to host KBC. Oh my God!! I can imagine him hamming 'Lock kkkkkiiiiya jaye!!!' or 'Kkkkkya kkkkkarna chayenge aap....' I'm waiting to watch the spoofs on MTV or Comedy Show.
Talking about spoofs, I like Raju Shrivastav's take on Gabbar Singh. He makes Gabbar an old man or a forgetful person or a total bhondu. Absolutely hilarious. He is one person who comes up with something new almost all the time. Wonder why he did win the Great Indian Laughter Challenge.
Below is his performance in Nach Baliye. Absoultely humourous.
I also used to watch Big Boss. I liked Rakhi Sawant's frankness and her body language. She is one confident babe!! But now that she is out, there is absolutely no interest in the show.
Shah Rukh Khan is going to host KBC. Oh my God!! I can imagine him hamming 'Lock kkkkkiiiiya jaye!!!' or 'Kkkkkya kkkkkarna chayenge aap....' I'm waiting to watch the spoofs on MTV or Comedy Show.
Talking about spoofs, I like Raju Shrivastav's take on Gabbar Singh. He makes Gabbar an old man or a forgetful person or a total bhondu. Absolutely hilarious. He is one person who comes up with something new almost all the time. Wonder why he did win the Great Indian Laughter Challenge.
Below is his performance in Nach Baliye. Absoultely humourous.
Dec 4, 2006
The pink bundle of joy...for Sweta
Sweta gave birth to a baby girl on December 1st, 5pm. Nithan informed Nrutya and assumed that she'll inform all of us. But Nrutya too assumed that Nithan will inform the rest of us. So finally none of us except Nrutya knew.
On Saturday, I was leaving a note in Sumana's scrapbook, and I read this message from Nrutya about the good news. Called her immediately and as usual couldn't get thru. Finally got her in the evening, she was driving and didn't speak much but confirmed the news. I decided to call Sweta on Sunday.
Finally Sunday morning, Sweta only calls me up. Guess she was wondering why none of us called. I told her I'll see her in the evening. Called Aparna and Sowmya - both of them also didn't know about the news. NRUTYA!!!!!
Anyway, I and Aparna met her yesterday. It’s something amazing to see a new born baby. She (the baby) is really cute baby and very expressive too. She is totally pink and becomes a deeper shade when she cries. She has beautiful eyes and lots of hair. She has also learnt a few tactics to trouble Sweta...she insists on being carried all the time she is awake. The moment you put her down, she starts crying.
Sweta is fine and recovering...she'll be discharged mostly by today evening. She has promised to send us snaps of the baby in a couple of days.
There were a few things that surprised me...the baby was wearing new clothes and also a diaper. I remember Chetna aunty telling me that new borns don't wear new clothes till some n days. She had also said that diapers hurts the skin of new borns so they use cotton cloth. When I discussed this with my MIL, she said that now-a-days moms and docs insist on new clothes and diapers for the baby. Hmmm...interesting.
On Saturday, I was leaving a note in Sumana's scrapbook, and I read this message from Nrutya about the good news. Called her immediately and as usual couldn't get thru. Finally got her in the evening, she was driving and didn't speak much but confirmed the news. I decided to call Sweta on Sunday.
Finally Sunday morning, Sweta only calls me up. Guess she was wondering why none of us called. I told her I'll see her in the evening. Called Aparna and Sowmya - both of them also didn't know about the news. NRUTYA!!!!!
Anyway, I and Aparna met her yesterday. It’s something amazing to see a new born baby. She (the baby) is really cute baby and very expressive too. She is totally pink and becomes a deeper shade when she cries. She has beautiful eyes and lots of hair. She has also learnt a few tactics to trouble Sweta...she insists on being carried all the time she is awake. The moment you put her down, she starts crying.
Sweta is fine and recovering...she'll be discharged mostly by today evening. She has promised to send us snaps of the baby in a couple of days.
There were a few things that surprised me...the baby was wearing new clothes and also a diaper. I remember Chetna aunty telling me that new borns don't wear new clothes till some n days. She had also said that diapers hurts the skin of new borns so they use cotton cloth. When I discussed this with my MIL, she said that now-a-days moms and docs insist on new clothes and diapers for the baby. Hmmm...interesting.
Dec 1, 2006
Kanoon ke haath bahut lambe hai
Kanoon ke haath bahut lambe hai - Remember this cliche statement from Hindi movies? For the past few days we have been hearing so many verdicts that this statement seems true.
First it was punishing of the Bombay blast victims, Sanjay Dutt included. The Shibu Soren and today Navjot Singh Sidhu. And all these are high profile people, themselves politicians or related to politicians. Looks like our judicial system is waking!!
First it was punishing of the Bombay blast victims, Sanjay Dutt included. The Shibu Soren and today Navjot Singh Sidhu. And all these are high profile people, themselves politicians or related to politicians. Looks like our judicial system is waking!!
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