A Journey called Life...

The COVID Times

noreply@blogger.com (Srivalli) — Wed, 22 Jul 2020 04:56:00 +0000

The chill early morning breeze hitting you on your face,

takes you to many years ago in memory, and you hasten to think

which year or what age you were at, that memory trying to make you remember.

With birds chirping away, a sound that seems to have become a constant now.

The early mornings never fail to bring back memories of years gone by.

How is it even possible that one thinks back of the flashes of thoughts that

are just in your mind?

Standing aside, when I had a look at the crowd moving about, I was struck

at the alien sight, I was dazed and wanted to confirm if this was real or a dream!

The people moving about their business in the scantily populated roads,

everybody were with their masks on, on the cycle, zipping away in bikes,

jostling about in the autos, briskly walking away, or some strolling about,

all had masks, with just their eyes popping out, some with barely covering their mouth.

What is this time? Is it really reality or a dream?

I felt I would almost wake up from my dreams, dreams that seem to be filled with thoughts that come wayward!

I walked back home, to my desk that seemed to have me seated nonstop from dawn to dusk, fleeting away in between to care for the household chores that seemed to wait forever for my attention.

Memories that take us forward!

noreply@blogger.com (Srivalli) — Tue, 13 Feb 2018 05:37:00 +0000

Writing here after what seems to so many years under the bridge. When you pause to ponder, you wonder where the years have gone.

Konda is giving her final board exams. Twins are in their 6th std. Both the milestones so vividly clear in my memory of my own years. Yet, I don't seem to remember how the recent years have breezed past us.

I hope my kids will remember these years and think back in fondness. Best years are the years spent while growing up.

Each day is spent in an ardent need to create memories. Memories that give solace later in life.

Why is that So? Shouldn't it be that we just enjoy the present and be very sure the future will rock as well?

Why is human always living on edge, hoping the future will hold bright spades?

The other day, Hubby dear took the boys way past their sleep time to pick up their favourite food. The boys were thrilled and couldn't stop talking about it.

Even though I knew what he was doing, he told me he wanted his boys to think back of this time, spent together, sneaked out late night to enjoy their favourite food. Children will remember these wonderful days and enjoy the memories. So he wanted to created wonderful happy memories.

Each day is spent in him trying to make every moment precious for them. While I might try to be a bit harsh, he rebukes me saying, life will be hard as adults, let them enjoy their childhood.

Couple of weeks back, we went on a road trip, Hubby dear planned on a surprise tour. Though we couldn't enjoy the surprise time as expected, the moments clicked, still make me wish for that time.

Roses have always been favorite flower to grow. Somehow I seem to have lost my green thumb and the few pots I grew always died. This plant survived over a year and bloomed again. It was such a joy for all of us, seeing this beautiful flower!

These pictures were clicked on our way back home. The beautiful setting Sun looked so magnificent and this attempt was nothing compared to how it actually looked. Still, some pictures captured in a frame for us to always think back and remember!

Have a great time, until the next chance I get back to here!.

Life as it's now...

noreply@blogger.com (Srivalli) — Tue, 01 Sep 2015 12:12:00 +0000

I know I am getting back to this space after many many months. Last update was sometime in May and lo a year and half just swept by and I didn't even realise!

Though I have been thinking and thinking about writing something here, atleast a bit of a personal note on what is exactly going on mind, I just got frozen in space!

Life is on a roller coaster right now and yes we have fasten our seat belts!

Memories on a memorable day!

noreply@blogger.com (Srivalli) — Sun, 11 May 2014 15:43:00 +0000

Happy Mother's day to all moms!

Well I just said that as it seem to be the trend all over. FB is full of Mother's day greetings and quotes on moms. Whoever calls up, greets me with this and we took it so much forward this year, with Dad wanting to treat the moms for a special lunch.

I never really thought you need a day to celebrate Mother's day. However on the flip side, if you think one makes an effort to at least appreciate and remember moms, then I am all for it. By the way my kids are not into this as they didn't even know about the day. That's good as I was thinking I was more into spending time with Amma. It so happened that Hubby dear has taken them for a vacation and I get to spend my time with parents. So we had an "our" time after a long time.

So after an elaborate lunch and feeling stuffed to the core, I got back to my alone time, planning what else to work on. It's pretty boring to be sitting alone and thinking you can work loads, when in reality you feel so bored out of nuts and wish everybody is here and I am literally struggling to find time to write.

I would prefer that anytime, I tell you...

Thoughts...

noreply@blogger.com (Srivalli) — Fri, 03 Jan 2014 06:06:00 +0000

"A journey of a thousand miles must begin with a single step."

"He who conquers others is strong; He who conquers himself is mighty. "

"At the center of your being you have the answer; you know who you are and you know what you want. "

"Great acts are made up of small deeds."

-Quotes by Lao Tzu, a Chinese philosopher

I know it's been a while since I updated this space..wanted to start the new year with quotes that resonate so well with how I have been thinking offlate.

Goals and aims are many as always, accomplishing those become very important.

A Happy New Year to those who still land here to read this..thanks..

On the wheels ~ with Samosas and what not!

noreply@blogger.com (Srivalli) — Wed, 29 May 2013 16:39:00 +0000

I was visiting the city after nearly two decades. I really didn't expect to remember anything from the memories that I have, it felt like I was visiting a new place for the very first time. When places change in a short span, imagine how much two decades can have an effect. Bangalore was nothing like what I remember. Until I was in my higher secondary school, visits to Bangalore and Ooty was an yearly affair. Our tours stopped when I came to twelfth grade and somehow I never managed to go back to Bangalore.

Though we didn't have relatives living in Bangalore even then, we had very close family friends to visit. Now I have my friends, and I have been planning nearly two years to make this visit. Still I never realized I would make it this time. It was sudden plan, all after seeing the Double Decker train plying between Madras and Bangalore, that we planned it just like that. From my childhood, I always had a penchant for Double Decker modes of transportation. I remember making a bus travel just to get on the Double Decker bus when I was a kid. So this train captivated my interest. With boys on their vacation, we thought would make it with Konda.

We weren't very sure we would make it as all our weekends were booked. Yet we went ahead with booking just to make sure we have the tickets, if we decide to go. Until the last moment, we weren't sure, yet I made sure I had the BM posts ready and all scheduled. However another unexpected travel hindered my plans on making the last week posts ready. So you know how I missed making the samosas as planned.

Coming back to our story of Samosas and what not, it was more a pun on the fact that I ended up eating Samosas on the train, which I tell you, is a taboo in my family. Dad being a doctor would never approve of it. And hubby dear knowing I have lived all my life without the joy of what a travel would bring upon, made sure he got everything that went across us in the journey.

We boarded the train at about quarter past seven. We had the expected pictures in front of the train, with Konda being so embarrassed at my behavior. I now know how it must be for a teen to feel embarrassed at the elder's antics. I used to be so touchy on such things during the same age myself. Being in 30's gives you a care not attitude that can't be felt unless you reach that age!

Anyway hubby dear was so happy we got the top and asked us to walk around the place to see how well it's done. Being part of the railway fraternity, gives one a sense of pride as if the train belongs to you. Well I still have that sense and feel very proud of how it's been constructed. We finally settled when the train started moving. First came the breakfast, a parcel of Idli, Vada and Chutney. Sambar sadly missing in the package, we had to settle for whatever was in the offering. Once that was done, I was playing with the camera. Konda was getting restless with the endless clicks that was in progress.

Next came a call for Samosas. Hubby dear looked at me expectedly. I hear a voice from somewhere, saying nooo. But then another voice very close by says I should atleast try. So we got a plate of that. I wanted to dissect to see what the stuffing was. To my horror, it was carrots with curry leave and mustard tempering. I am not a person who can accept fusion very easily. If one can blend it such that you can't obviously differentiate, it's okay with me. Else these mix and match is a no no in my books of cooking. Very neatly I removed the stuffing and ate the outer crispy layer, which was surprisingly very good.

So for the lack of actual Samosa recipe, I have two Samosa pictures to share with you guys!

On the row in front of us, was a family of three with a daughter almost Konda's age. All through the journey, the father ensured he got everything for the kid, making sure she was always eating non stop. The train stopped in about 4 -5 stations in between. We reached the Bangalore Cantonment at about 1 pm. My friend V, came to pick us up. She lives near Ulsoor lake and yes we had a glance at the lake and saw it was quite nice.

For all the non conforming cook that she is, she gave us a feast of typical Iyar sapadu, a full course meal. We were so stuffed that we couldn't think of anything. Though we were badly in need of a siesta, we managed to stay put and spent time with my friend's family. We had plans of going shopping in the evening.

We went to the Forum mall and by the time we managed to come back, it was raining. The mall is just as you expect, as it started raining heavily the travel from one spot to another became even worse. On the way we saw MG Road, commercial Street. I said I dont' have the patience for shopping. And I had asked for props shopping the next day. So all I was expecting was just roaming around the city.

For dinner we went to the Nakshatra, Nagarjuna Restaurants. Hubby dear sternly gave a look that said I am not supposed to take the camera out. So unfortunately I had the dinner without a single picture clicked. By the time we returned back, it was quite late and we were still feeling stuffed. After a stroll for a while, we retired to sleep.

Since my friend was running the Marathon the next day conducted by the TCS, she woke up early and left by the time I got up at 7. I was planning to make Poori channa for her daughters. So the entire morning was spend just with breakfast and relaxing in front of the idiot box.

We went out for shopping for the blog. Imagine six of us trying to pick up stuffs for the props. There was nothing that I won't get in madras, I simply wanted to have things to remember my weekend. Once the shopping was done, we roamed around trying to figure out where to land for lunch. We had to catch the 4.20 shatabdi, another of my first.

We finally landed in UB city, a class of its own. Finally a place you can fall in love with. It is beautifully constructed and reminded me of those outdoor cafe shops I saw in SFA. We booked table in Rajdhani, an authentic Rajasthan joint. The kids played in the fountain that was there in the center.

For a food blogger, it was a delicious sight. For people like my husband, it is surely not a place to eat. They serve about 10 different subjis, 3 sweets, chats and starters. Hubby dear can't eat such small servings of so many varieties. Since I had the camera ready, I had a fun time clicking away the dishes.

Everything tasted great. Of course as expected I didn't remember anything in the end. However it was a memorable lunch.

We had just enough time to reach the station. We bid our friends and thanked for their hospitality.

Boarded the train at 4.15 and settled in Shatabdi. I always wondered how I missed travelling by this train. Since the trains's introduction, I never travelled in train much. So this experience was wonderful. With the food being part of the fare, you get endless items to give you occupied. They served Samosa for snacks and I clicked a pic of that.

Since there is no stopping in between the travel time is much less and we reached home at about 10 pm.

Coming back to an empty home made us miss the boys.

Guess what when they saw the pictures, both of them started saying we have to take them soon. So another trip surely awaits us!

Designs on lifeline ~ Mehindi..

noreply@blogger.com (Srivalli) — Thu, 21 Feb 2013 16:55:00 +0000

It's not everyday I indulge in this activity. Infact it's been years, since I felt I could do this for myself. That is getting Mehendi done on my hands. My niece, who does an excellent art work, found an interesting model this time, unlike the many years that have passed.

This January during our yearly visit to my sis-in-law for Sankranthi, this is something that happens without fail. However I am getting done this for the first time by her. After nearly 40 days, I can still see some hint to the hands that had Mehendi done, the memories are still fresh and that does remind me of those many years during childhood, when we used to grind and do a typical Indian way of applying!

Having got this done, I was so hesitant to get back to work! My colleagues thought I had gone for a wedding and so unlike me. Well it does get funny to shock people I felt.

Thoughts...

noreply@blogger.com (Srivalli) — Thu, 22 Nov 2012 07:47:00 +0000

Whoever said money can't buy happiness didn't know where to shop!

I know I haven't updated this space in so many months! Let's say I was preoccupied. So many things happen in life that you think you hardly have time for other things. Those things are meant to happened else we don't call this life a life right. Anyway, the moment I thought I must pen my thoughts, I happened to read this quote above in green. Nice one to begin another chapter in updating this Journey called Life!

From the last post until now, I have had a long resting period, when all I did was lying down and watching videos and reading from my mobile. Never thought I would put my BB to so much usage. Me and my BB one inseparable duo. That's the last thing I look at and first thing to glance again, of course after checking on my kiddos.

Then followed a period of uncertainty when I didn't know what to cook. Meaning I was really caught up with getting back to normalcy and wanting to cook something new for the blog at least. Those things never happened, else you would've read new posts right. Diwali came and went, and first time in our history we simply let it pass. There was nothing prepared to welcome nor was the interest high enough to push me to make something special. Yes we spent quality time with the kids, playing with them. I think that really matters and it also helps that they are not so much into sweets or snacks that are attached to Diwali. That really helped!

And during the last couple of weeks, my obsession with certain one thing got lessen and I am hoping I will spring back to action and get the blog see some new dishes. I had a old friend visiting, along with the visit came so many old memories and voices. Well I realized I had to give some time for those memories to settle back. The passage of twenty years felt in span of couple of years is too much for the soul. Still I managed.

In between I also managed to meet couple of blogger friends. It was a real treat to actually think you met somebody over a virtual space and finally you put a face and a voice. That takes friendship to a new level.

All said and done, here I am, all set to get the shop open again.

Reflections...

noreply@blogger.com (Srivalli) — Wed, 08 Aug 2012 05:10:00 +0000

As the car slowly slides on, you look out to see the bright blue sky. With clouds moving in slow motion, it feels like you are on it, slowly gliding away. The bright light beckons you to look out, as you look on the reflections on the glass is more dominant than what's outside. The reflections of things within you, things that one should look more deeply and ponder. You are always given two choices, either you do or not. A very thin line always separates what's good and not.

With daylight so bright, you still wonder why it's gloomy inside, only to realize it's just your thoughts. Sometimes there hardly seem any scope for inspiration. You still should go on, checking in places where you would least find inspirations, those timeless moments comes when you least expect. And this journey is all about just traveling the best way possible.

Bonded by love...

noreply@blogger.com (Srivalli) — Fri, 03 Aug 2012 07:07:00 +0000

For the Raksha Bandan yesterday, I got the Rakhi for Konda to tie for her brothers. Just as Hubby dear predicted, Chinnu ended up asking why there were two for daddy and only one for them. I had to explain the reason behind it. I think he was fine with the explanation or rather he was distracted with the chocolates he saw on the plate. Thereafter his attension was only them and wanted to know who gets what.

After the rakhi tying ceremony, the boys showed their hands for a joint click.

Since we knew the boys don't eat any sort of sweets, hubby dear said that chocolates would be the best bet. As he said they really loved having an unexpected treat.

Those moments..

noreply@blogger.com (Srivalli) — Wed, 23 May 2012 10:03:00 +0000

There are moments in life when you feel the want of inspiration to just go on. Moments like this are so hard on you that you just want to give up and dig in. Instead of giving up, if you just look around yourself, you may just get back the vigour you need to get back in track.

While all these thoughts were running riot, I happened to meet a spinster. She has many problems that really count as problems. Yet I have always seen her with a sunny smile however always a hint of pathos lingering around. But that's only obvious if you observe. Else none would ever say she shoulders so many responsibilities or pains.

People such as her, inspire you lot more ways than you care to know. It makes you know that hardships we think as such are never so!

Many grays in between!

noreply@blogger.com (Srivalli) — Wed, 18 Apr 2012 13:13:00 +0000

The days are surely flying! When did I ever not feel this way. If there was one thing I would love to do, is to slower the pace of this hurried and fast life and savour each moment as it comes. Kids are growing up so quickly, there is hardly enough time to spend with them. Konda is soon going to be 7th grader. I can still remember my own 6th and then how it was moving to a 7th grade. I still remember the confusion, the dilemma and so many other things that plague a child. I wish I could assure her in every single step and make her feel comfortable learning on her own, what this Journey of life has in store.

But then each one has to learn their own lessons, experience everything on their own, to make this life more precious. We just have to be there for them, as our parents were for us and still continue to be.

I don't think parents needs to verbally tell their children how much they love and what they mean to their existence. I guess it's understood. Yet everybody longs to hear it, though they always feel it, with the many hugs, the many kisses and many little words that convey more than enough.

Way too much?

noreply@blogger.com (Srivalli) — Mon, 07 Nov 2011 01:51:00 +0000

It helps to have a four burner stove!

The Chase!

noreply@blogger.com (Srivalli) — Wed, 14 Sep 2011 10:00:00 +0000

It was a busy evening, she was racing to jump the signals. As expected traffic at that office closing time is unbearable. The route that she took is always crowded but can't help much as she has to go through that way. Suddenly there was no way but to stop as the signal turned to red!

For no reason the car in front of her, caught her attention and she keenly looked at it. Then she heard some sound coming. which she knew was from the car in front of her. Before the Nancy Drew in her came waking, she had to first ascertain if it's true. Zip Zap she rode ahead, trying to be very close to the car to peep in. The car had all dark glass which didn't help at all. Now the sound was very distinct. It was surely coming from the car.

The car driver was in his late 40s or so, he didn't look much like a kidnapper. But then she has not actually seen a kidnapper in person right. For all you know there might be somebody dragged and tied down in the back seat, who was beating against the door. The noise was getting louder and she wondered why none of the other commuters didn't notice.

All the Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys she devoured as a kid, came to help. She zoomed ahead to make sure she helps whoever that monster was kidnapping!

She was hoping the driver won't take a different route or a police would come before that happens. The police never came but the road was diverging and she had a hunch that he was taking the turn. She was short of ideas at what to do next, she was saw he turning. She also saw a loose silencer hanging below...

She was glad he took that turn!

Thoughts as they pass..

noreply@blogger.com (Srivalli) — Tue, 14 Jun 2011 10:14:00 +0000

I know I am updating this space after such a long gap. Days simply seem to disappear and you never know one from the other. It's been a routine that was hard to break. Before I could even realize we are into the six month of this year and I feel it just begun. It has literally been a rat race against every small thing I do every day.

Months, especially the last couple of months have vanished in thin air, can you believe literally thin air! It's all because kids had summer vacation and their school extended their vacation more. There I was worrying so much about the covering I had to do for Konda, father in law offering to help in and planned his trip accordingly and govt playing havoc on our plans. Finally looks like I will have to do all those covering myself. There actually was a time when I looked forward to that task.

School is reopening tomorrow for Konda, I am so much on nerves. Though I wake up pretty early every day, I wake up to work on the blog. My nightly work has been shifted to day as the kids don't let me work at night. The carefree days are gone, there is no more time for dilly dallying

There are many things I mentally listed that were to be done, still undone..
There are no more days to do them anyway...

Spider world with spider boys!

noreply@blogger.com (Srivalli) — Tue, 01 Mar 2011 02:39:00 +0000

Peddu and Chinnu in their Spiderman Dress. we call them Spiderboys. Since Sunday, they are seen only in this costume. While the other Spiderman climbs walls, they climb the sofas and grill windows...

Konda was showing them how to climb!

Days...

noreply@blogger.com (Srivalli) — Sat, 26 Feb 2011 17:20:00 +0000

Days surely have passed away very quickly. Not a day passed without me thinking I have neglected this space. I clicked these pictures on the New year Eve. We had a fireworks display and they looked magnificent, just as you wish the life will be.

When it looks like they are showering you with its blessings, you are stuck with its splendid display.

It looked more brilliant than here, I don't think I will ever forget the sensation I had seeing this live.

Today marks the close of a period in many ways. It also marks a new beginning. Makes it very fitting that I should remember that moment in life that got fixed in mind for ever.

However old you become, I guess you never loose the kid in you...as I sit here writing this alone at home, with others already asleep, I think of the many birthdays that have gone by and look forward to another year that is on its way.

The year in passing..

noreply@blogger.com (Srivalli) — Fri, 24 Dec 2010 10:10:00 +0000

Some days are always itched so deeply in memory that you really don't have to make an effort to remember them. They come crashing and you are left drenched in the memories that come gushing down. Three years ago yesterday, we had embarked on an adventure with our little toddlers on an unforgettable journey. Even after so many years later, the details of every minute spent, stays fresh in my mind. We were visiting my Parents in Calcutta and it a first trip for us as a family traveling so far and especially to my home. Home always meant being next door, for the first time it was so hard not having them close by. And the joy I felt seeing them again can't be expressed in mere words.

I wrote about the trip a year later and yet I never felt I forgot any detail from that trip. Calcutta during the Christmas time was beautiful. The whole city was celebrating and the joy was contagious. We had a Santa coming to gift us a cake and balloons for the kids. Their joy knew no bounds seeing those balloons. Small are the joys of tiny tots, wish we could say the same. Yet it was such for me too, basking in my parent's love and seeing their happiness, playing with their grandchildren.

When we cut the plum cake, I was reminded of how much I always longed to bake my own fruit cake for Christmas. Hubby dear always says the day ought to be remembered with a cake and wine. And every year we get it for Christmas lunch. Though I have been baking since I was 20 years, I never baked a plum cake. And when I stopped baking, I had no hope I would ever do it.

I remember reading somewhere someone saying "One should always dream, how else will you experience the joy of your dream coming true?" How very true, my dream of so many years finally happened today, thanks to the many wonderful friends I am fortunate to have around me. Their generous sharing not fails to rub and you are filled with warm with those unexpected gestures and kind words. A soul sore after being pained, feels warmth from such gestures. Certain things have to be accepted. Life goes on...
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Speaking of friends, this year has been truly remarkable. I finally met my childhood friends, some after a span of 18 years. Some though I have been in touch for years, got connected again which meant so much. One can never outlive their childhood right! As you grow older, you stop growing. You become a spectator to the life that happens in front of you. Happy at times, Sad at some, the strings that hold seem to have no handle for you to do much. You are a mere puppet doing your part in the show.

Still there is so much joy in knowing your friend is just a phone call away, not somewhere in the unknown, beyond grasps. Talking to whom, reminds you of those moments from past, that brings a joy to heart, reliving those glorious days again in mind. How much ever fulfilled and meaningful your life is now, childhood will forever remain that exalted state for all.

The fun we had when the gang got together over the phone across continents, I could sense the happiness tingling all the way through. I may yet to still achieve what I had set out for this year, there may have been many hardships that came our way, I am grateful for the year that is passing, for the wonderful days that will remain forever fresh in memory. We are stepping ahead with heart full of hopes, of achieving more than what we can, put the best step forward, things are bound to happen right! There is no dearth for optimisms', it is all how you look at!

Come tomorrow, we will take a toast with a slice of homemade fruit cake, store bought wine for our new business venture to go long way. And to wish my friends and family joy in the days that come ahead. Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, then Happy Pongal..Cycle goes on..

A day like this!

noreply@blogger.com (Srivalli) — Sun, 19 Dec 2010 12:27:00 +0000

Somethings really strikes us most peculiar, and that I can refer to the weather that we have been witnessing past couple of days. It is so chill! So chill to chill your bones. While I ran around twice early night to get the kids from tuition, I could feel the chill breeze hitting me strongly and I felt cringing closer.

This afternoon I actually took a nap without the fan on. Hubby dear teased me that I always sleep in the freezer and he was shocked to see the fanless room! While taking Konda to her class, she said how she wished it would snow in our dear city. Well, I was so surprised my daughter would share the same thought as I did.

A lazy Sunday well spent, albeit quite a few tidings to kids. Cooked something new but actually didn't feel like clicking them, which was so new. But anyway I can always cook again since hubby dear said it was good. Just waiting for the few more hours to pass by, for us to begin our roller coaster!

Voices..

noreply@blogger.com (Srivalli) — Sat, 11 Dec 2010 10:31:00 +0000

These are the best, I mean the voices from your childhood. The moments take you on a fly and firmly bring back on earth with a feeling that you have come a circle. It was a conversation with a group of people who were such a part of your life and in between disappeared in thin air. You did speak to all of them at the same time, it felt that all these years interim was never there.

So many things happened in the years that went past, so many that you really can't express all. Yet it makes no sense to think about them, to worry over those thoughts or just forget them. All that mattered was the simple fact that we could finally, finally connect again. The feeling is awesome, it was like being back in the class, making all those pranks..

Life seems to have come so far, yet not that far for me to forget all those years ago..

Thoughts..

noreply@blogger.com (Srivalli) — Mon, 29 Nov 2010 09:14:00 +0000

There are some thoughts that come to mind very often. To me especially the thought that this year has been too quick was one thought that come too often to mention. During January, I was counting days and the list of items that ought to get done by so and so dates.

Yet I saw a steady tread of down hill at accomplishing certain things while some certainly never saw the day light. Apart from these were the usual thoughts that travel in a different level in our thought process and I so wish I had my notepad to capture them right away. But nothing happened. And yes those were forgotten on the way.

Added to these, is the fact that I have been having dreams. It's been a while since I had dreams. It used to be a habit for me, trying to remember my dreams and process what it has in relation to what happens. But I stopped getting dreams, maybe because I used to hit the pillow very tired and went into deep sleep right away. The other day I woke up with a dream which featured a super human hero and a trilling adventure. I remember the adventure very vividly even now. But somehow not able to pen it down.

When I happened to mention this to hubby dear, he teased me saying lack of time is what is preventing me from becoming the next Rowling in make. Yes big hopes, but that still make me think of my "The Adventures of Chin Chin" stories that I tell my kids..maybe someday!

Before you step in...Beware!

noreply@blogger.com (Srivalli) — Sat, 30 Oct 2010 13:56:00 +0000

How you start your day!

noreply@blogger.com (Srivalli) — Wed, 29 Sep 2010 12:13:00 +0000

I have strongly come to believe it depends on how to start your day, your day progresses. It is said if you spend the first 30 minutes thinking what you plan to do, how you are going to react to the various things that come your way, greatly affects your way of thinking and how you approach.

So this is the best time to start with new vibrating thoughts that can take you to new heights. I have experienced this first hand. Couple of days back, I happened read something that really upset me. I reacted to it right away! I was in bad mood for a while, not because it happened but because I reacted badly to it.

The feeling continued and it even showed up in an incident on the road. Traffic being what it is on the roads at the signal, a cyclist came over to bang me. I knew it wasn't my mistake, But as a general rule the cyclist blame the motorcyclist. He started off with a foul language, not giving me a moment to defend myself. Another motorcyclist silenced him saying its hardly a 2 min wait and you want to spoil it by yelling! And he said all this by signaling, which really put things into perspective.

I missed my walking for couple of days. after this incident felt I have to get back with vigour. For that really gave me my much needed "own time". I start the day walking and spending those 30 mins thinking back on various things that normally never surfaces out!

So many thoughts gush out that I really want to find a way to capture them all..But best of all, the feeling that you are walking all alone with nothing to disturb but your thoughts. Many things crystallize this way.

My Brush with Truth!

noreply@blogger.com (Srivalli) — Fri, 24 Sep 2010 14:46:00 +0000

Truth sometimes is unbelievably true!
No matter what you think or how you think
it still remains true.
No matter how much pressure, no matter
how much torture you have to go through,
Remain true to the truth, it will see you through!

Hardest pressure makes a diamond of a charcoal,
You are no less, if you know to keep head high,
in tide of tides..
What goes by shall come back for true.
Its only a matter of time..

A lesson learnt!

noreply@blogger.com (Srivalli) — Mon, 20 Sep 2010 09:15:00 +0000

As always the morning breeze elevates your spirits like nothing. Surprising I felt pangs of Monday Morning Blues. It's not been regular for a while. A week has passed since I started walking in the mornings. It took finally a lecture from better half, that made me get more concerned on my health again.

He always says earning is important, but earning to pay for hospital bills is not! So I had to heed to that again. Its been great walking and feeling that spring in the move. I was glad that I didn't disappoint him by not being determined in my regime. When I started it last week on Sunday it was drizzling. I thought it was the most beautiful time for one to walk. It continued the same for the next couple of days.

While at it, I also happen to remember something else. Whenever somebody talks to me about exercise, I mostly used to reply that I don't find time. I sleep late and then I got to cook, pack lunches in the mornings etc. But now I find that when one makes up mind, time is always there. It only takes your determination.

Well I must say its a good lesson learnt!