Sunday, 17 June 2018

You are here and forever!

As I look back and see the life which has gone by
I couldn’t imagine my being without you to soar high 
Right from the first few steps to a good bye
You are here and forever my dad! 

As I move on and pause in the pursuit of my happiness
How could I ever not know that you were in pursuit of my progress 
Right from taming a teenager to what I’m today 
You are here and forever my dad! 

As I move on and enjoy the best of what you have given 
I beg your pardon and thank you for all that you have striven 
Right from protecting me from all the odds to the independence you have showered 
You are here and forever my dad! 

Dedicated to all the protective fatherly souls in my life and in yours! 
Thank you— For today and forever! 
Image courtesy: Google. 


Sunday, 20 August 2017

Bristol's Friendly Ghost--BFG (A true incident)

A place near London, Milton Keynes. A very pretty city where my daughter Ranjana and son-in-law Abhishek live. For now, this is our home for couple of months.We were all exited and geared up on a beautiful Saturday morning to visit Bristol for International Balloon fiesta. 

Though the Balloons did not fly for obvious reasons #goodweather,  we couldn't forget the amazing food we had at Abhishek's friends which gave us more joy than seeing balloons fly. After heavy dinner, we started back to Milton Keynes around 10pm. Who
knew what awaited us on our way back home.

As we sang,played word games and were bored, we were looking for something exciting. Ah! All the motorway roads are closed. Isn't it exciting Abhishek exclaimed! It was around 11pm, thick forest,pitch dark all around, big lavish houses which looked haunted, silence was the only sound we could hear. 

While we were constantly looking for help in a no mans land, there we saw an elder lady on her powered wheelchair. For once we ignored her and stopped our car beside a huge house to seek help from technology. Abhishek was busy asking google to take us home. Thanks to the thick forest, we did not have any mobile reception there. 

People here strictly follow early to bed early to rise policy. While we were shocked to see a lady at that hour, Ranjana scared us by saying, Mum, would that be a ghost? To see a lady who was well built with long grey hair anyone could have a weak heart. All the scary stories we heard in our childhood days crossed our minds. 

Ranjana's dad wanted to scare us more and started narrating an incident which her granddad faced very long back in our native village. While granddad was coming back home he got lost in the middle of no where in a huge jungle, right then he met one of the workers who worked for grandad and that person helped grandad reach home. What's scary in that Ranjana asked sarcastically? When her dad continued the story--- when granddad thanked the worker the next day for his kindness, the worker was surprised and told granddad that he was not in town from past 2 days. That's when we were super scared and didn't want to get down from our car. Some ghosts will be friendly too, dad laughed! 

Scared and still looking for help, we hear someone knock on the car window. Whom should we see when we lift our heads? It's none other than the lady we were talking about all these while. Ranjana was so scared and she was not willing to open the window. All of us in the car gave a willing nod and Abhishek opened the window. There she was standing tall asking if we were lost. Ranjana and I were sweating in that cold weather while Abhishek and Ranjana's dad sat calmly in the car. 

The lady shook my shivering hand when we realised that she was not a ghost but a friendly person who helped us with her old fashioned map, explained the routes for atleast 15 minutes, marked each and every landmarks for us and made us reach home safe. Hats off to her geography, she was god sent. 

Laughing at our mental blocks and feeling sorry for the judgements we made, we thanked her kindness and knowledge in our hearts. As we spoke about this incident all the way long, we did not get to know how fast we reached home.  

We really wanted to call her and tell her how thankful we were for her help, sadly we did not have her contact. As we slept peacefully in the night, someone asked me with a low voice--- Were my instructions right? I hope you guys reached home safe. 

Next morning! I woke up all perplexed, as to who that was! I still wonder, who that was? 


As narrated and written in Kannada by my super creative mother-- Savitha.
Tried Translating in English--Ranjana
Characters in our story-- Son In Law, Ranjana's dad and God sent human navigation system(Elder lady). 

Saturday, 1 April 2017

Distance! A teacher

As the pampered one in my family, If I had ever left mom, dad and sister for more than few weeks that was only to get more pampered in my native. Not so proud to say that I was super pampered but yeah! It was fun. 

Woke up in a zen mode today and was thinking how far have I come? From a girl who innocently roamed around in a small town to a woman who has been independent enough in exploring unknown places. Yes, that's a good change I see in myself. 

My biggest strength, family and friends. Family my lifeline and few selfless friends who wish for our happiness and nothing else. I'm blessed to have a family which gave me my space. They never forced things up on me and raised me not to be dependent. Those were the days when mom went out to work. When both the parents are working, you are forced to be independent I guess, at least this was the case at my home. 

My sister and I, cursed ourselves when dad woke us up early in the morning and made us run to car driving lessons. When mom made us do our own dishes and the basic laundry. Also, can't forget those days when I and my sister wanted more pampering from my grandparents who were happy if we bunked school for a day or two but we were asked not to cheat on our commitments. Today, I sit miles away from my home and thank them for making me independent.

The distance is thousands of miles between Me, parents and sister but the values they gave us stay very close to my heart. As a child we learn what we see. Whatever community services I'm involved in today, is just because I saw dad helping many of his students who were in need, mom worked hard in the day and still managed to donate blood post her working hours for the needy. My sister helped orphanages and old age homes. My whole satisfaction of giving back to the society has come from what I saw in my family. 

Like dad always said- Though distance is not good, it's the best teacher. He always wanted me and my sister to get out and explore. That's what we are doing now. Working hard, partying harder, following our dreams and passion. 

"To live is to learn, and to learn is to live. Live. Learn."

Image and quote courtesy: Google :)


Tuesday, 27 December 2016

From the city of love!

I sat there admiring the symbol of love
What else can I wish for? it's only- You
You cross my mind, heart and soul each moment
I crave to see you next to me atleast for a second

I sat there admiring the symbol of love
What else can I think of? It's the thought- You
If I had magic powers, I would go back in time just to see you smile
Countless feelings rush when I imagine you

I sat there admiring the symbol of love
What else can I ask for? A word or two from you
I'm sure love doesn't go unanswered my dear
Though you are so far, I can feel you around me forever

I sat there admiring the symbol of love
Prayers were answered and I got all those which I wished, thought and asked for
My heart fell in love all over again
When the lips felt the kiss, arms with hugs and a night filled with talks which I always longed for!


Saturday, 5 November 2016

My friend Mart!

Wakey Wakey: To an announcement in the airplane, I woke up sluggishly with no mood to get out of my seat. Lazing until the final notice to leave the plane, I had to leave before the crew threw me out. Blinks, Blinks and more blinks thankfully I managed to get out of the plane after my lavish Vegas vacation.

Destination Seattle Airport: All the formalities done, I am out of the airport to reach my sister’s place. Next thing I hear is that the cab is running late. What do I do? No option but to wait!

All alone: Seattle and Starbucks…. A great combination indeed! Coffee in my hand but no conversations, a very bad combination indeed! Did not want to wake my people up at that hour but heart was looking for someone to talk to. No luck! I, coffee and a non-interactive TV presenter was all that was left in the waiting room.

The Meet: I saw someone walking towards the waiting area and scream on their phone ‘what? How long do I have to wait’? My sadistic inner self said, ‘thank god, I got someone to chat to; I will definitely trouble this guy and pull him to a chat’. Little did I know his trouble and sufferings needed more than just a talk. A cute looking guy with a Santa’s hat walks in, sits next to me and smiles. Yes, I wanted that, a live person to talk to.

The HI’s and Hello’s: Smiling guy next to me—Hi, I am Mart, I am waiting for my cab from past hour, I travelled back from New Jersey and he went on and on, I was like—Hello, give me a chance to talk. The chat started casually when I asked, where do you live in Seattle Mart? Mart again goes on and on, he says: I live nearby, I did not want to study but I studied in this college, I did an animation course, I graduated with high grades as my mum wanted to see me in my graduation gown, etc. 
Again, I was like— Hello my chance to talk. He laughs and asks me to continue, curious me: Why did you have to study when you didn’t want to? Is it for your mother? Mart takes on from here: Yes, it is! She wanted me to graduate before she said good bye to this world. I fulfilled her dream to see me as a graduate. I was so sorry for Mart and consoled him. He went on, my mum was a very lively person, she was a single mother yet she did not make me realise that my dad was not with us. She was my everything. He showed me pictures of his mum and I was very emotional by then, I thought to myself why these sufferings dear lord!

Goodbyes and See-you’s: Controlling my emotions I cheered him up, I told him your mum will always be there with you in each step of your life. He smiled and thanked me for my words. Just then, the cab driver called me to inform that the cab was fast approaching. Curious me never stops questioning, they say it’s good to ask but not always I feel. I asked Mart why he was wearing a Santa’s hat when it was not even close to Christmas. With a sad face, Mart answered: I had been to New Jersey for my Chemotherapy, I wear this hat always as this was given by my mum and when I wear this it makes me brave, brave enough to fight the demon in me, I’m 22 and I really want to wear more graduation hats and not Santa’s hats but god has not given me a choice but to wear this. I was shocked after what I heard. I hugged Mart but still did not know what to tell him, holding back all my emotions and putting my brave face on, I told him: I’m sure you will throw more graduation hats in the air in coming years and your mom will not let you leave this world. Wish to see you soon. With a heavy heart, I had to leave as my cab arrived. I left the place wishing and praying that Mart is cured soon.

We have so many brave hearts that are great inspirations. There are many such Marts’ amongst us with loads of dreams but with very less time to fulfill those dreams. Let’s hope that these miseries end someday and world becomes a much more beautiful place.

Dedicated to My friend Mart and many such amazing people.


Saturday, 10 September 2016

A Date!

December, freezing evening! Ah, it's obvious.
It's snowing...!!!don't go he said, when have I ever listened to you love! I said.
Umbrella, gloves, jackets and warmers please he said, of course I can't go without it, Grrrrr.... stop babysitting me I said.

Walking on the snow spread streets like I cared for none, I was my own boss on those empty streets. Taking a walk alone was my favorite thing to do. But, but, but no....not any more.

I'm perfectly alright, did not mean to scare you.

All excited to visit the famous tea room in the town. I arrive and wait for my favorite pot of tea. I did what I did always, looking around for interesting things I can take note of and praise the lord for the learning he has hidden in each and every moment.

In my head, I spoke to myself: oh, I can't be wrong, he is surely on a date. Anyone can guess that. Look at his neatly combed hair, a perfect knot in his tie, tucked in shirt, that suit and shining black shoes. A stubborn I said: I was not wrong at all.

He made himself comfortable and sat there waiting for her. For a minute, my concentration diverted as my tea made its way. By the time I shifted my glance, he stood up like a real gentleman and pulled out the chair for her. He kissed her hand, from his expressions, I assumed her hands were as soft as flower petals.

Of course it was none of my business to stare at him and embarrass him. Even he did not care about the world. I couldn't stop noticing this sweet little incident though. All I could see was, him offer immense love and care for her.

Sipping his tea and talking as if he was the only one in that room, I'm sure he made her comfortable. Holding her hands for hours, without taking his eyes off her for a second, he escorted her back and made his way to the door.

Was there anything special in this? This is very common you might say. Hold it right there....I was imagining her the whole time. Confused? Let me explain.

I'm sure there was a handsome guy waiting for his date, I'm sure he ordered  for his drink and I'm also sure that there was no date present. When I saw this incident unveil in front of my eyes, at first, it felt hilarious. Who would dress so well and act as if they were on a date?

Couldn't take this confusion anymore, I asked my waiter friend what was happening? He then said, the man whom we all witnessed just now had absolutely no one in his life, he comes here once in a while to meet his imaginary date and leaves.

This shocked me, I was in tears and ran straight back home and hugged my love. I held him tight and said, please baby-sit me as you always do. I will always listen to whatever you say and will always love you to the moon and back.

Wiping my tears off, he chuckled and said, I'm sure, you saw something sweet or strange happening around you again isn't?  Don't even think of It, I will never stop my care towards you my stubborn little bird.

I dedicate this to all those who still prove that the world is full of love and miracles.

To: Love, a miracle that heals sorrows.


Thursday, 9 June 2016

My Super heroes!

No, not Superman,
Nope… not Spiderman,
Not Shakthimaan either! J

My super heroes are these wonder women--who gave birth to me, who took care of me and who showered love on me. Yes, it’s my Mummy dearest (Amma), darling aunts (Dodamma and Chikki) and my guardian angels (Sister/Cousins).

·       No gift to your Mother, can ever equal her gift to you—Life!

She is the Symbol of strength, joy and care,
Blessed I’m to share this affair.
A pillar of support to the family,
Few of the many roles she plays boldly.
She is my all-time favourite star.
Ocean of words is not enough to describe you my super star.

·       Only an Aunt can give hugs like a Mother, keep secrets like a Sister and share Love like a Friend.

Before and after my arrival in this world,
You always made mom and me feel special and loved.
Every need of mine were taken care by you,
I will forever love you my honeydew.
I am an aunt now to a little boy,
I will follow your path and give him all the joy.

·   Side by side or miles apart… we are sisters connected by the hearts.

Far far away there is a dream land,
A perfect place for true bond.
Your pure love and selflessness is unmatched,
Wherever we are, our souls are attached.
Can’t forget all the gossips, fights and fun we had,
You are my guardian angel in good times and bad.

Who can be a better super hero in our lives, when we have them beside us in the form of Family and friends?

Greatest happiness is found in the simplest of things!

Image Courtesy: Google and my collection.