The month ends, but its a never-ending topic…

Yes, I am talking about CSAAM !!! I hope that all you people have been following the Survivor Stories, the Tweet Chats, the messages by Arpan among the many things the wonderful group of ladies have been doing for the past one month.  Of course, there has been a lot of awareness, with the media coming forward too !!!

I hope that at least from now, the children will surely talk about it and not keep it to themselves. And more than that, I am going to trust that all parents will believe their children and stand up for them, during tough times.

Recently, I had a one of a kind moment, when I met with a 9-yr old girl, a Survivor and totally a fighter.

After her mother’s demise, she came to Chennai with her sister, to study. While staying in the hostel, she was raped by a laborer.  Complaints were made and that guy was later arrested. She went boldly to the Prison to identify that culprit and he is being punished.

I said Bravo, when I heard this. I also understood the trauma she would’ve undergone, during this testing time. But, she amazes me by her smile and confidence. I am happy she overcame the demons inside her.  She wishes to learn the Karate !!!! I said Go for it – she’ll at least be able to kick that guy who comes near her with a wrong intention.

This was the first time ever, that I met with a survivor or heard such a story through a personal contact. The feelings are mixed for me, after I met with her.  I am totally paranoid where my girls are concerned and here I see this brave and courageous girl, all of 9 yrs, trying to face a World, which she has experienced to be dirty. What a difference !!!

I need to protect my girls, but at the same time make them aware of lurking dangers and give them the independence to choose the right and wrong !!! Its tough parenting, really !!! And what with the World, making the job more difficult for mothers like me.

I’ve to talk about one more incident that’s been on my mind for sometime now…

I saw this teenage girl of 12-14 yrs, during my morning walk.  She was little bit on the heavier side and that’s probably the reason, she was walking super fast in the mornings. Since she walked anti-clockwise, I just happened to notice that she was not wearing proper inner garments, which made the older men walking to stand and stare at her young and shaking breasts. Now, this made me furious and I gave them enough glare to make them walk away and to mind their own business.

During my last lap, I happened to meet her mom and spoke to her about this.  I apologised first for talking about their personal matters. But since I am a mother of two girls and these kind of things are hard for mothers to take from others…..I talked to her about how she can make her daughter feel comfortable in whatever dress she wants to wear.  Its we, as mothers and guide, need to tell our children how best we can dress and be comfortable in them too. At the same time, how to maximum avoid the confrontation with the lusting oldies and their ogling eyes !!!

With fashionistas hitting an all high, there are so many varieties of tops to wear with Jeans !!! How can you say NO to ur daughter for the dresses she chooses, for the simple reason that those lusting men will be luring at her ???? It’s a tough thing to balance between the two.  I try to reach a compromise somewhere in-between, where that top can be made to look better with good and fitting inner-wear. I hope that the other mothers will agree with me on this.

While we cannot be with our children, throughout their life, we need to teach them to dress well, protect themselves from getting into unwanted situations and more than that, to scream and shout and call for help. Theres nothing to be embarrassed by the scream, in cases of need.

Even though the Awareness Month has come to an end, this topic cannot rest.  Let the survivors come out and talk and heal their inner souls.  Let this be a beginning to an Awareness drive for those women and children, who need a helping hand.

I went to a Bank

As I enter the Bank, I am amazed by its interiors. Generally Banks have these boring interiors, with counters and people behind those meshed grill structure for more protection, thereby giving a feeling of meeting with prisoners, for me.

But this Bank was certainly looking different, as the interior strikes me first. It surely resembles the interiors of a high-end hotel. I look around with inquisitive eyes, trying to take in the decor, as much as possible. The colors, the furniture, the Zen corner everything was mind-blowing and for a moment, I thought that I am surely not in a Bank. There was no boring counters here. Neither were there people, who were dis-interested in their customers.

I was welcomed warmly and I smiled immediately – the reflex action to that perfect warmth.

And then when I told I’ve come here to collect a Cheque book on behalf of my husband, the lady took me to a cubicle, where I met with one of the Bank’s representatives.  She was amazingly warm too, with her smile.

And I had to pinch myself twice before really understanding what that lady was doing for me – She was actually filling out the challan for the request of a Cheque Book !!!!  😯

But, I settled down to that groove and let myself be pampered. After all, it’s not every day that Banks show this much interest in customer welfare.

She started filling in the details, as though she had all the time in the world !!! I could’ve even had a pedicure done in that time !!!! 😉

And finally, she came to the column called PAN number and she paused. I woke up from my imaginary pedicure and asked her if there was any problem.

She hesitated, but finally told that since this account was related to the PAN number, the Cheque Book cannot be issued to me. But only to my husband.

I was furious. Suddenly I felt the bubble burst.  I told her that all Savings Accounts have their PAN number in them and that she should have told me first about the whole Cheque book thing. What hurt me most was her refusal to hand over the Cheque Book to me.

She tried to calm me down and flashed a sweet smile and told me that the Cheque Book will be hand delivered tomorrow to my husband and that there is no need to worry.

That seems to be good enough for me. I was enjoying so much luxury in the Bank, that I hated to leave that place. Can u imagine that ????

Beep…..Beep……Beep…..went on the alarm at 5.30 !!!

“Damn, this dream and the alarm !!! Oh !!! Shut up, you mobile…..lemme spend some more time in that wonderful place called Bank.”

The husband heard me talk and asked about it. When I told him, he was mighty pleased and smiled too.

“Oh dear, I am so happy to have you in my life. Even in your dream, you seem to be thinking of going to the Bank and doing my Account related work. You are such a darling”.

And I hated to have that Bank dream !!! 🙄

A New Life

I just happened to click this picture 2 days back. Sort of love this flower, as this is most important flower to decorate Lord Ganesha on Ganesh Chaturthi.  It looked so fresh and beautiful, inviting me to click.

Now, as I am scheduling my TC post, I see the relevance to that clicking. Its perfect for the theme this week – SPRING (New Life, Green, Melting Snow, Pleasant Weather,…)

New Life marking the Spring...

Edited to add :

I wanted to put in the Botanical name of this flower while scheduling, but somehow skipped it. Now, as per Celestial Rays request, here’s the link :

The hand that hugs me to sleep…

Is my own comfort factor.

The long and tiring days,

Unending work and some thankless days.

All become worth living, when

That hand hugs me to sleep.

The intuition to know that

Something is wrong.

And the compounding hug

Makes me shed a tear of joy

When that hand hugs me.

All the happiness and joy

In the World

Cannot equate to the warmth

And comfort of that warm

Hand that hugs me to sleep.

I dont know how I decided

On this hand to hug me

Its the Lord’s will and my goodwill

For its the lucky few, like me

Who go to sleep with a smile

All becos of the hand that hugs me.

Complex ??? HHmmm…

That was exactly my reaction, when I saw TC’s theme for this week !!!

Its COMPLEX (Complicated, Tangled, Intricate, Mess,…) !!! Oh dear, come on lets search the archives, was the instant reaction, as I am pressed for time with my comp.

Here’s one for Tangled….

The tangled wires...

One for Intricate…

Intricate designs on my carpet...

The Messy bed, with kids at home…

What a mess !!!

Complicated design to copy – even for me !!! 😉

Complicated design to reproduce....isnt it ????

So, finally the Complex problem is solved with all pics in place. If I get to the comp sometime, will surely write something too….theres actually too much noise at home – the TV, the Music System all going on at the same time…..not a good environment to think and write something. So, dear ppl, please bear with me…. 🙂

Time is scarce

Yeah, my comp time, especially. 😦 😦

With girls at home for longer times and reinstating their right to the computer, I am forced to give away my precious time on WP !!! 😦

Thats why the number of posts have come down, Nancy…. 😦

Hope u all dont mind, if I keep putting up picture posts here and there….so that I dont lose that WP touch or rather my link with blogging will remain active.

The heat is killing me here…..I am reminded of the barbecued chicken. How the fat drips over the hot coals and makes that ssshhshhhh noise – the same way, sweat drips all over me and makes me say that ssshhshhhh every now and then….Thank fully, the evenings are quite pleasant in my home.  The survival in these parts of the country is with sugarcane juice, lassi, lemon soda to name a few of my favs…. 😛  Water is never enough to quench the thirst.

And with the increasing heat, all the tummy asks for is thayir sadam and maavadu. 😛   But the girls at home, keep me busy asking for pasta, noodles, briyani and other varieties…. 😛

On the same note, I would love to give a hug to Saritha, as her recipe for the Hyderabadi Dum Briyani is a great hit at home and now, its happening once a week, my dear friend. We are all hit by the Briyani wave. 🙂 😛

And as usual, my cloud watching is happening, with more collections to my archives. 🙂

Here’s a picture I would like to leave you with.  The lovely Gulmohars, from my balcony….even though the sun is shining bright, the brightness of this yellow is unmatched for. I just love watching them….the flowers which fall on the road, make a lovely carpet to walk on…. 🙂 🙂

Scorching Summer, Blooming Gulmohar

Happy ??? Of course.

Recently, my daughter celebrated the end of exams and the beginning of holidays with a party at home. Calling all her friends for a Pizza Party, was her wish and so it happened. But, can the foodie mommy rest with just ordering the Pizza ???? Naaah……, here are the stuff in the fridge, in preparation for the party…. 🙂 😛

And I was so so HAPPY, to see my fridge stocked up with fav foods of my girls….what else can a mother want !!!! 🙂


The yummy chocolate cake !!! 🙂

And drool some more….

Of course, u are right...its Custard....

Custard goes well with…..

Jelly, what else ???


When the kids gobbled on all these, I was totally HAPPY !!! 🙂

Oh, btw, Happy also seems to be the theme for this week’s TC !!! 😉