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This has been very popular among my students on facebook - so many of them gleefully saying "oh yes, so true" to this! :) Yeah my kids are very much there! :)

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I am a believer in dreams. Not the nightmares and unconscious meaningless (seemingly!) early morning REM sleep dreams (they help me find my trouble spots) ... but broad day-light conscious dreaming like "I wish I were" kind. I believe day-dreaming in the only way to have a future ... Future is not a place you go to, but a place you are creating is something I tend to believe in ... So I talk

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fluவோடு விளையாடி snowவோடு உறவாடி விதியோடு மல்லுக்கட்டி ஆட்டம் போட்டோமே! PS: Weekend before I left to 60N. Decided to take the best out of the bright sun in the shining snow! Daya loved it. Divya cheered a little bit. Publishing blog sitting in the hotel room. Arrived fine against all odds, yesterday midnight. Was scared to step out at 12am to see the auroras when I arrived. Really

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We are still n the flu cycle. The healthier one (daya) went through it really really badly, getting us really scared anxiously waiting for Divya's turn. Currently it is Divya who is hosting the virus! To make things worse daddy got it to severe extent too - one eye completely reddened among other things. A miserable week for everyone and a friday evening, with kids crying, house messy, shoes

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Inspite of living in Toronto area I heard this news only yesterday! You may have already known this story. I find this when I am desperately looking for access to a pediatrician for my son going through severe flu! I cant go to a pediatrician unless my family doctor recommends it! I dont have a family doctor, because most of them have waiting lists - and I have to find who still has vacancy for

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Before even I am starting to type the blog I have hit on "dont allow" option under Reader comments. Because I am still feeling a bit challenged about doing this. I am going to post my photographs. Significant number of you know me. Some of you dont. But that is not the problem. I have a problem. I got into this "anonymous creative identity" to hide behind a veil and start being brutally honest. I

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When everybody at Chidambaram was looking at Nataraja, I held my android phone above my head with extended hands with the downloaded google sky application running on it. To be precise I held it exactly overhead almost, and I saw what I wanted to see - like it were magic. It was greatly a magical moment, because I was indoor and I wasnt looking at the sky, but I had this virtual representation of

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You know the story perhaps - I learnt it recently from a facebook friend ... That in Chithambaram Chenthanar is the one credited with the kali eating concept - supposedly he was so poor he could only afford keppai (indian millet) kali to a Siva devotee (which was Lord Shiva himself!) that day ... But then online you get many versions of thiruvathirai kali - my mothers version used to be sweet too

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I cant believe I survived last week. We got two kids ready for school, with all their winter dress on, and all the extra dress packed up, and out of the home by 8 am so that I can drop them both and be in office by 9 am. Both were screaming, Daya sad that he has to go back to school after 10 days of happy home time with family. Divya was super excited the first day morning though (we have built

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I dont know who does it at other peoples home - but there is always a need for a villainous thundering voice to get the kids to snap out of their noiyaan noiyaan cry and start doing what is to be done! In my home its ME! Ofcouse! :) I am just THE BAD kind and even can be quite THE UGLY - I can do Gabbar Singh crazedom any day! Indeed Prax cant play villain to near and dear - he can do it well

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So here it is: http://www.idialstars.com/ones.htm Doesnt look like anybody who knows anything about unnamalai amman has written it. So I really believe this is an objective reference to my mad search. Here is the key paragraph As evening progresses, Cassiopeia rotates counter-clockwise around Polaris and reaches upper transit over the north star -- her twelve o'clock position in the sky -- at

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what else is there to say? :)

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here is my hypothesis: Cassiopeia is உண்ணா முலை. First thing look at the picture of Cassiopeia - other than "W" what do you see ... உண்ணா முலை right? I see it man, I see it. I finally god damn see it. I am so excited.... நீராடும் பாவை eh? having a happy bath right there in the milky way, the ganges of the sky, ... the reference in all of thiruppaavai and thiruvembaavai? How it got mixed up as the

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I started out today morning joking around with thiruvembavai songs with my girlfriend in facebook. I had been reading all of thiruppaavai and thiruvembavai randomly after that and wondering about its context from my own stand point of it all. It is pretty clear that when manickavasagar wrote thiruvembavai he already saw the ritual of women singing songs together and going together in the early

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]pOkay here is the song. I had been watching manorama gleefully. I truly believe Manorama rocks in this song (and LR eswari) and this very liberating and simple and straight right on location song is refreshing. Heroines are very physically restricted in their moves in movies these days, and even if they dance expressing themselves it has become item numbers and even inside a dance you can see

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I cant sleep. Its 12:05am. I have been waking up at 3:30am for 3 continuous days. I have been watching the beautiful snow flurries whirring all around my window. Flurries are beautiful, fantastic really. They never seem to be falling down - like a rain drop. Mostly they seem to be floating or going rounds in the air, and even a whole lot seem to fly upwards sometimes and suddenly the wind will

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honestly I dont think I get all the technology of it. But I know TED talks are real and for the real achievers. My students are sharing it in the facebook because its an Indian! I am still ... I dont know what to say!

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He was watching cartoon in his sofa - his favorite trains running around in TV. I have had a good sleep so I was as calm as though I had meditated. I decided I can converse sensibly. I went to him kneeled so that I am facing him and said "you know Daya, dont say I dont like mommy, it makes me sad, sometimes angry. Dont say I dont like mommy okay?" He had woken up with very bad mood (hungry and

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Earlier this year during monsoon I found a dazzling pretty black and white butterfly in Goa near my home. Luckily randomly blog reading today and jumping into the related facebook photo I learnt that the name of that butterfly is common jezebel - I went into wiki and I know that this is the one that stunned me. This black and white computer graphics pattern with a surprising pink at one end ....

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You know, I just cant believe people have so much fun with technology. So much of creative, personal, original stuff out there and some of them are really really good, because of their plain simplicity with the magic of a "unlearned" originality. With facebook connection to random people from around the world I get to see so many funny crazy things about life. Here is something that brought me a

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I dont know why yesterday was such a day for me. Nothing bad happening to me but I see everything that I fear happening around me. My colleague had a bad accident, insurance not covering well it looks like, no car for him after the weather got worse, all this - merely ignoring a stop sign while thinking about his mom. To make things worse his mother who was sick suddenly got terrible ill I guess,

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Yes we did it. A dream from a long long time. He totally loved it to my joy. We ran around madly screaming - the wind was perfect! We indeed faced a major obstacle - the super store walmart - I thought would definitely have kites, said they have it only in summer - they gave me a wierd look - kites in winter?! ... Last weekend too we were told "kites here? now? noway!" in the biggest mall even in

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I have settled down. Yes I have. I can feel it in the being of me. I am more calm, more reasonable, have more time for everything. Even to wonder what on earth do I want to do with my life! :) One can really get used to being a single parent, especially if work and daycare is closeby and a routine is made. Here is a fun day from our life. Its always gratifying to make chappaaththies for Daya

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Have anybody seen these links? (Dont click if you are culturally hyper sensitive - this is a bit 'frank' youtube!) http://www.indiavideo.org/search/?ser=how+to+wear+tamilnadu+stlye+saree&start=0&sOpt=1 I was stumped by the cool and casual and perfect and sincere efforts to capture saree styles. I ofcourse started with Madurai flower seller style - because I had one as a logo and I never knew

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ரஜினி பொண்ணும் கமல் பொண்ணும் அப்பா அப்பப்பா

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Yes I wrote something in this topic yesterday and I deleted it. I wrote about Daya's hopes and wishes about seeing people from his life - especially his paatti, and upto his last daycare teachers. I wrote how I have to make money to get his wishes real, and how he understands that. After that I wrote how he dreams with his toy train that his fav people are visiting him, how he makes me do role

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I guess this man is famous in UK, may be even in India. But I never knew him until today. I discovered him today. He has actually walked all over the world. Our dream is not crazy impossible. It is a well tested dream - a whole group of people doing this earth pilgrim. I really wish I were an earth pilgrim. Just walk. Walk and feel everything. Should be beautiful to do with a child. http://

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I dont know if its the age or the change or the weather, lately I am finding myself more on the irrational side. I believe without statistics. I get excited with seemingly mere coincidences. May be I am desperate to find surreal meanings. Unreal connections make life more mushy eh? I dont know what it is but life has been a bit on the crazier side lately. 1. I found a mole suddenly on my finger

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For this Christmas one of the popular children's gifts available in Canada is a camera specifically designed for kids who are between 3 and 5! I remember getting excited by Jikku's experiment with her son's world through his camera and inviting everyone to submit work by children. I have tried letting my children understand the process of photographs and thanks to digital photo screens they

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I cant believe I didnt get time to blog! (Lets not talk about the fact Daya broke the camera ... ahemmmm ... as prax puts it, K broke it by irresponsibly leaving it with a kiddo ... but then I am daring enough to reveal this because he confessed Divya has been mishandling his expensive SLR lately!!! so I am not the only irresponsible one eh?!) ... I skype with Divya regularly now - only to see

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This is the most popular video in Canada today morning! Enjoy.  Usually father dances with the bride on the day of wedding and this is a video of a father and the bride. It is called "father and daughter dance medley." It starts normal and takes the happy ride in about 10 seconds - so keep watching and it keeps on getting better until the end! :) The direct link is here - http://www.youtube.com

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On October 31 night I didnt even want to think about what I would do next day since it was overwhelming to even chronologically arrange all the task in my head ... in addition to the crazy commute and the job and last day daycare, I had plans to clean up the apartment and pack atleast half the apartment and drive out and get the keys move half the apartment into the new apartment, catch a bus

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In every stage of life, with difficulties that I face, I realize that I am growing up to be a better fellow human. I evolve my understanding from being clumsily sympathetic to being genuinely empathetic. Next time I meet a single mother (by choice or by fate, just temporarily or permanently) I know I will be a more profound listener than I would have been months ago. I dont know if I would have

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We got these photos today. I love her "attitude" more than the seemingly perfect posture! I am sure Prax is having grand fun watching somebody looking just like him, dancing so gracefully. He never believed he could dance, I guess this reaffirms he could and he should! :))) ... Divya has been demanding thaththaa to dance with paatti and she has decided her partner will be daddy. She is in such

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Daya has started calling me "bad mummy" not just frequently and consistently, but very logically and coherently! Yeah just waiting for the teenage now eh?! :) I have tried many tactics to get him out of it, me the pathetic soul wanting to be 'good' desperately in everybody's books - inspite of being aware that I tend to err way too humanly :))) ... When I showed him a sad face he thought it was

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The best gift on this Diwali day - photos sent by Prax. Divya looks very grown up even for this mothers eyes! With her hair cropped short she is starting to look a lot like dad and his family for this mother's eyes atleast. You keep crying whenever I am on phone that I feel horrible and guilty and confused about what to communicate with you. I hear you are fine and happy with paatti and

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Isnt it strange that ash gourd (thadiyanga) is used to represent monster in our places - you know how they paint monster faces on it and hang it or sometimes break it as a sign of killing the bad omen ... and here in the west the use pumpkin to carve monsters and other scary characters? Strange that they light a lamp everyday in the evening here from here on after onto Christmas and we do so in

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This has been a great week. Today morning when I went to drop Daya in his daycare not even a drop of tear in his eyes. For a mother that is equivalent to a hike up the Himalayas and seeing the heavens upclose - emotionally I mean. Teachers and staff had been super kind and considerate of him. I attended a small parents get together Wednesday evening, and the teacher took me around the classroom

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Not that I ended up owning a SUV by saturday evening but I could connect to Daya quickly (skip to last two paras please for the real story - first few paras are mundane)... This SUV - at this amazing prize of $5000 (our budget!) inspite of it being 2005 model with sun roof and what nots was so unbelievable that it felt unreliable. It seems such a good deal even the VIN history was super clean

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Yes I got the job! :) Just in the middle of the last bit of hyperanxiety - have to find apartments daycare center everything in the new place and move and settle in by monday - insane eh? but happy and relaxed on one end. Called up the super expensive daycare and have an appointment to tour them in about 2 hours from now. This means Prakash can watch what Daya is doing inside the daycare here,

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Notes for Divya here: It became too long a note so have broken into two blogs! Daya is starting to get more and more used to daycare routine. Still cries when I drop him and is upset if I go late but otherwise fine. Talks about teachers at home. Talks about the hugs and demands more hugs at home. I could sense that PLASP is successful in sending their three hugs a day message. Funny to see him

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May be you wont care about what happened in October 2011. May be I would be the one wondering "what the hell was I thinking to do all that anyway?" May be you will want to know. May be I would have forgotten the exact details. So here are some notes in real time - because truth gets fudged up as time passes through it. I think its also a good occassion to write about all this because if all had

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"Mommie, mommieee look here, light on top" he has said it atleast three times by now and I have said "oh thats nice" standing and working on the kitchen top ... I saw a pencil in his hand - thats all. And then suddenly he starts raising his voice really loud and keeps repeating "Look here, look here, light on top" ... too many things boiling on the stove and I was worried what the landlady and

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Yes we are doing well. Daya is happier after a while, eats well and sleeps well say the teachers and he looks happy playing when I go to pick him up. Thats good. We get idli vada sambar very close by! and Garamah Garam chappaaththies too! :) ... I am going for a free workshop sponsored by canadian immigration to get me employment ready and polishing up my resume and cover letter with their help.

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I dont think I mentioned that I took Daya (and myself) for an African Lion Safari last weekend! About an hour drive from here. Okay it isnt really Masamarai, and that is where I would rather be and has been a dream for too long ... I would love to go there with my kids, unlike snorkeling, lion safari doesnt need special skills ... Given that I have been thinking of lions so much just before this

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It is Wednesday already. More than half way through the week. The singular goal of this week is to help Daya with his transition into the new preschool and daycare. On Monday he didnt know that I was going to leave him. He was just shy but was excited to see the sandbox, toys, lots of friends (potential) and ofcourse the very attractive toddler slides. He cried when I left and I didnt return at

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Fantastic playgrounds everywhere. This one right next to school. There is one inside the school. The best and the newest is right next to our home-street. These playgrounds are keeping Daya happy and me more relaxed because I see lots of parents. Note: These are specially for under 5 children - so I see mostly toddler parents and I even saw a twin mother yesterday. Just watching - havent made

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No Photos - since camera is somewhere and net connection is somewhere else. To be loaded soon. Arrived Last Friday - Sep 9th afternoon. Got a studio with kitchen and warmed ourselves out of jetlag in nice 27C weather. Toronto gave us a very warm welcome indeed - inspite of being September already. Did SIN card for Daya on Monday. Got WIND internet stick and did wild searches for apartment and

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It has been a crazy 48 hours in Paris. Made it to Disney and Luxembourg against all odds. Toronto is a lot easier. Language does matter when you are with a kid. :) French are friendly in person but their train stations or airport terminals are not kid friendly. Nevertheless this trolley made it to all planned places. Planning or rather dreaming is a must in life. Especially when life gets tough,

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I didnt predict we will arrive at this day. But we have. Ofcourse we have technology to save us from complete disconnect. Divya will connect through skype to the father 1000 km away and a mother may be 20000 km away. She is in good hands. Her niece and nephew fill the gap of Daya and they love her tonnes. Grandma plays mummy. Aththai and Maama play daddy. She is getting used to the new temporary

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 இறக்கை கட்டி பறக்குதையா அண்ணாமலை சைக்கிள் ... well, இது கொஞ்சம் டூ டூ மச் ... உண்மை என்னன்னா ஸ்டான்டு போட்டு சுத்துதையா தயாவோட சைக்கிள் இங்கனையே நிக்குதையோ எங்களோட சைக்கிள் So what?! இங்கிருந்தே பறக்கிறோமே எங்களோட கனவில் Getting scared if the pedal getting pushed even 2 inches even accidentally, but simply back pedaling, on spot, while dream talking about cycling fast to buy chocolate like M

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Unless somebody makes it compulsory for me to dress up my kids and go merry about celebrating long gone dead Sri Krishna's birthday there is no way I would remember Gokulashtami in my emigrant future. I remember one strange day standing in front of a vending machine - as a hungry graduate student, putting in 10 cents and 5 cents and deciding which one dollar snack I can have and somebody came

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This is a Gokulashtami special post - second blog on the same day. I read somewhere that people read Bhagavatha Purana on Gokulashtami day and went on to google search what it is all about. See I am always curious about religion. This is what I learnt: Parikshit who owes his life to the God, dies listening to Bhagavatham served by Suka. Parikshit simply means testing situation. Parikshai in tamil

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I am remembering a moment with a Chennai pediatrician. Divya was crazy weak after surgery (still giving 16ml per hour milk through syringe) and we had moved to Chennai for better after surgical care. She was screaming as the doctor approached her and I was a nervous wreck and the young male doctor looked at me and possibly tried to relax me and asked me "So what are you?" and I promptly answered

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Hope you had all the fun eating laddoo as we did, after seeing the uniformed men doing interesting attention, vishraam, march past and the rest. (oops, we missed the flag hoisting - we were late - but we got extra laddoo!) My mom and dad have not much idea about Rakhi - but we got Rakhi bands from school and even friendship bands the week before! :) Hope you had a fun sibling moment sometime this

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I have lived here in this campus for more than 4 monsoons I guess. Its only this year with my toddlers I am discovering all the beautiful tiny florets from the herbs and grasses that are covering the surface like glittering velvet designs ... I didnt even know grasses had many kinds of flowers. Plenty, plenty of varieties. Absolutely gorgeous on a sunny day after the rains. All photos on campus.

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Have you heard this phrase before. I hadnt until I read the Dora book to Divya. Dora throws the star back to the moon, and Divya and Daya were fighting for the book, and I suddenly remembered seeing the phrase "star thrower" that very day morning somewhere on the net, and didnt remember the context. So just to grasp the moral of the story (Da and Di love bridges and moon and stars and monkeys and

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Yesterday I remembered that I havent had my dear tiger who shows up in my nightmares, in a long long time! Especially in days when I find myself in a "check-mate" situation, I get this tiger dancing in my dining table(in my nightmare yaar), or jumping behind any opening door ... but duh, tiger didnt show up. Nevertheless, my mind had been telling me "Get into the lion's den" "Get in there" "No

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Just some picture from this weekend - a playful moment ... Lots of creative games. I should note them, snap them, I keep thinking - but it is growing at explosive rate and I get lost observing and being surprised ... Ofcourse lately the BHANGRA style tantrum have begun! :) After all they can jump now - both jump with one or two hands raised up and cry screaming "mujhe chaahiyey, chaahiyey" (I

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It is a precarious perching option ofcourse, but believe me it was a lot of fun for them! It had been raining during their evening walk time, and there were plenty of taxis passing through our street. So we got to sit it out and watch and they had their eyes and hearts full watching car-taxi, van taxi, red taxi, black taxi, auto, passing by one after the other. From inside those vehicles there

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She has finally learnt to raise up both her feet and get herself to jump. She is approximately 29 months old now. Very late I know. But it has been a lovely week for me and her. For me because deep down in my soul I was worried that she isnt able to take her own weight  at her stomach (as we all do) to raise herself up to a jump. Hurray she got it now this week - perfectly. She has been going

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The way my kids demand in high screaming tones idli (bournvita and horlicks too) pulling me in various directions and almost tearing my tops off while I am in front of two burning stoves, has me ... well, you fill in the blanks .... the only way I entertain myself into a funny mood is by imagining using them as models as they are right then! Do you see a moment in the pictures here!!! :))) ...

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We had already read online that the drive to Manali can be so challenging that you may need a trauma counsellor waiting at Manali! :) The combination of very steep mountains, ofcourse very special indian style of driving and to add pleasure a gazillion cement trucks for atleast half the distance, can be mind-boggling for somebody not used to Indian ways of driving or mountain riding - it is

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I hereby record here that yesterday (July 17 2011 - after sunset) my daughter called me "ஆய் mummy" for the first time! :) For those who dont know tamil, the crude translation of ஆய் is shit! :) ... but mostly it stands for bad! So I see that I am entering officially the new phase of motherhood ... honeymoon of toddlerhood is officially transforming to Maniratnam movie style after the dialogues

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Jaipur is great with kids since they can run around palaces and forts. My kids were indeed madly happy running up and down - but just that they want to run randomly and not to any specific place! :) So at some point I sat down and let them run, and prax did the tour! I have seen Jaipur already - it was lovely watching the kids enjoy.  Jantar Mantar ofcourse swept me off my feet one more time - I

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We traveled - Goa-Mumbai (day time train - excellent konkan coast during monsoon!) and Mumbai Jaipur in super fast Duronto. From Jaipur to Bharatpur for a day and we planned to catch the Jaipur-Chandigarh train on the way at Bandikui Junction (it was a miserable choice - we saw a bit of REAL north India which I believe is good to experience too!!! :))) ...) and went in Jan Shatabdi which still

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Yes it turned out fine. BELIEVE IT OR NOT for us. It was definitely better than I had predicted. Yes we knew it was completely nuts to pack in so much of travel plan with twin toddlers in hand. Yes we fought like crazy (ahem.... I mean argued - should we say productively?!!! ... :))) ...) before and during the trip. Prax didnt get to see as much Himalayas as I had in this four years and

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I had been going crazy making a vacation plan during the peak of Indian monsoon! We have 15 more days to rejoice and we decided to get our butts out of our cozy home yet another time. But I am just getting hyper wishing to go hither and thither and then figure out monsoons are crazy, traveling with kids is crazier. Will know better when we return.But then when I look back at them, moving my face

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I highly recommend that you don't read this blog. Unless you are really a nutcase like me or would rather discover what extent of a deranged person I can be! :)My regular parenting blog from today is here: http://tamizhachchi.blogspot.com/2011/06/uncle-bad-girl-toddler-gender.html ... So here is the nutcase blog - I went on to explore further about my experience at Isha meet in Toronto. In a

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Now that our kids are talking more, and the fact that we have a boy and a girl, squarely puts us in very hilarious situations where we have to insist on the gender difference. No, not when Daya is crying for the pretty Kavya doll that Divya is holding - we let him have it - though we know he takes her crown and shoes off the very moment he touches her and throws her around! Kavya is very kindly

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WHAT DID DADDY BRING FROM CANADA? WIGGGGGGLLLLYYY WORRMMMMMM ... see see wiggglllyyyy one there ... see... come here ... When it doesnt rain we run to the park ... Hey Daya knows to jump a little and move the see-saw on his own now! yaayyy ... Divya is two kg less and hence cant jump to push Daya down yet! :) But she has a lot of giggly fun when daya jumps! :)

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NO PHOTOS YET. Coming soon! :) Just talk until then! :) I am not much of a Chennai fan, but I have no other choice so far - I just have to deal with Chennai because my anna and parents have settled down there. Over the years I have learnt that there is quite a lot of fun to be had here. Some tidbits from this trip: 1. We went to VGP again along with the water park ticket. I loved it last time -

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Daya (standing in chennai home upstairs): Divya come lets go Vasco (yes he can say all these words in the right context!) Divya joins him (enthusiastically I shall add) in the steps to move downstairs. This is an imaginary play. Earlier it was always birthday party. Occasionally they opened ice-cream shops. Now there is this "lets go vasco" play! If you are curious, they are going to Saibaba

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It wasnt as bad as I feared. The primary reason being that the first 12 hours (Toronto to Abu Dhabi) was all night, and she slept atleast 8 hours though with some breaks ... She was super excited about flying (now a flight is familiar) was going crazy pushing the remote buttons for the TV and making imaginary conversation with the phone on the other side of the remote ... Eventually she fell

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Centreville theme park. In the middle of a beautiful island. Ofcourse. That should be the central theme of toronto for toddlers topic. This theme park rides are specifically for kids 2-5 years old! Yes Canada Wonderland is the regular theme park with scary rides for adults and adolescents but Centre Island is specifically meant for toddlers! GREAT haan? We went there today and it was a beautiful

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I wish I wrote a travelogue. Like those that I used to read in Indian express when I was in high school or higher secondary - with colorful pictures of exciting places and flowery words that catapulted me into dream lands. But alas, I have become a middle aged utilitarian. So here I plan to specifically write those details that are atmost useful to mothers and first time immigrants into Canada.

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Bye bye. Ciao. See you tomorrow. Taataa. Happy Holidays. Bon Voyage. Wish you lots of fun with near and dear. Cousins and Grands. Wish you all the fun of a vacation!

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A few blogs ago I had written that my garden floor is filled with drying out Gulmohar flowers. After typing it out I started getting a genuine doubt. If this small yellow bunch is Gulmohar, then what is that pretty pretty red flower in that tree? Wasnt that gulmohar? Hmmm... gulmohar is the tree that blooms during summer vacation. Yellow is done blooming, and big red ones are in full bloom - its

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Whenever FIL is here we subscribe to newspapers. I am not much of a news person (except for Sunit Tandon! :)))  ...) and I dont read news online either - I am that stereotype narcissist, who is so obsessed with self. Once upon a time I read papers only because that could make me win quiz competitions which made ME feel all important - genuine interest in the world has rarely been there. For

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This is how prax handles two at a time. This was one of his late night supper - special moment with noodles - which he usually enjoys watching his favorite Monk or Bones or one such detective stories - but now at this moment the kids smelled the happy wafting flavor of maggie and hovered around him while I clicked. Dont ask me how on earth would we ever teach our kids not to eat noodles! :) or if

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It is 11:33pm already. There is still time left to write this post. I can write a gazillion words but I dont know if I can tell it all. In short the second year has been absolutely crazy good and it almost felt like I got the best rewards for all the craziness of the first year. I dont remember what I wrote on the first year mother's day. But Daya and Divya I am honest when I say that the second

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About going for a conference for a week leaving your toddler home: It was hell for just about everybody. I guess it was a lot less for me, because I had played out the drama in my head over and over again and already had shut the door and cried in the toilet in the dark part over with. I told prax that I am not calling from there, for I knew. But I felt a bit sad, seeing my in-laws practically

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Children can be unsocial. Children can be cruel. Children can be utterly bitterly selfish. But they can be lovely too. Especially the very first expressions of love are a treasure. It is stunning and beautiful. Absolutely pure and straight. Ofcourse learnt behaviour but perfect contextual use is heart warming. I am noting down some of them here. ... Daddy is washing the car. Divya runs to the

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Update: Daya's diaper is totally dry in the morning. We didnt do any special effects for night dryness, he somehow is aware of not to do it in it and has better bladder control - credit is to him - we did nothing! MIL and FIL insist that we can let go off the diaper in the night for him (Given how much he rebels to have it on!) - but still we arent daring enough! Divya's diaper isnt dry in the

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Okay I can talk about random things right? I had plenty of choices of movies to watch on my flight back and browsing hither and thither I find myself passionately drawn to Anusha Rizvi's "Peepli" - I cant believe I love this movie so crazily. While watching it, it makes me feel like I am sitting with one of my best friends ... It is more endearing than serious - there is some strange love for

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So the interview was really goofy. I was expecting the direct boss has sent an almost colleague level person (possibly one who would guide me and supervise me in the start) for a dinner talk, and what do I see this person walking around searching for the room and I show him "here isnt this the room?" wondering how come he cant know his room, and he knocks on it and taddah the door opens the

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When I look at a scone, inside the glassbox I think of you. Scone with you. She asked me which kind, I said blueberry I wondered if you would have said that. Tall cafe latte please, I remembered all the coffee shops we have been to. Even the silly dream of starting a coffee shop with book shop in India passes through my brain as I watch through the glass window. Even the lined up biscotti in the

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My flight was supposedly at 4:45 pm and in laws landing at 2:30pm. At 12 noon I was still standing in the kitchen and wondering if this tastes like dhaal or sambar or edible at all, will they be okay with it, did this rice get cooked too much, now what can I do ... still wondering what to give as lab exercise for the 2-3pm class... Suddenly I realized I dont have any shoes to wear for the very

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PS: Yes Lizards eat mosquitos. On the brighter side I found my muse for the travel - the dreamiest job interview ever - so saturday night  I remembered prax wants me to interview while I am there - looked at all random options - one stood out bright and shiny - like a star unreachable winking at me - so out of three emails I sent one was to the star. I thought it was all too late, atleast

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I know by now you are out of tiruneveli junction and standing in a teashop and having a tea. Would you have any idea of the implication of your last one hour? No god damn way. So if the railway ticket booking agent possibly got Rs.200 more for making you stand there, may be he paid you atleast a Rs.50? So what are your plans for your Rs.50? I hope it brings you a world of joy, a hug from your

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Never wrote two blogs at this frequency. But I cant believe my last blog sucks so much! :) ... Am trying to see the scenery here with a gentle perspective, and stop rowing a bit and go with the flow :) - I actually toilet trained both my kids. They are not just diaper free in school, their diapers look dry in the morning!!! Inspite of me or because of me I dont know. The best part of this is that

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Had been having a strange 24 hours. Too many questions about what I want in life that stands unanswered. There should be a perfect way (possibly a unique solution if not multiple - that is hard to get resolving all the simultaneous equations with multiple variables!) I wish I could write down everything numerize them feed them into matlab and taddah comes the answer! :) To give you some bits of

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Train going to chennai - chooooooh chuk chuk chuk .... thaainnn thaaiiinnnnn chooooo... Paatti is here ... so mommie is invisible! :) paatti ppaaattti a thousand a day ... paatti put pottu for me too ... do I look good? a glorious sibling conversation hey put this chair there, put that potty here, add that stool, there is our train choo chuk chuk ... the best thing about long train journey

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Well, I havent gazed at stars that much, even prax had been wondering, what happened to all the star fever! I covered almost all the constellations, still searching for trishanku (Southern cross) and this super moon has been exciting lately (it is indeed very yellow and huge even a day after poornima!). But I have to some level focused on the alternate resolution - to be less unfit - this lent

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I dont remember what I used to think of purple. But now, everywhere I turn around, the first thing I notice are those that are purple in color. Because daya loves purple - he goes crazy pointing out purple anywhere. Suddenly I see that lots of men wear purple, if you had asked me one month ago "purple, men? noway!" I would have said trying to guess. But now in a busy junction, I see scooters that

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Feeling good today. So starting of with this crazy happy photo - the suitcase above the rolled mat became an excellent slide and it was fun since it directly hit the soft bed, and they even tried "balti" in their enthus! :) It has been so hot that it has been cap season. Daya loves laughing at all of us when we wear caps, he finds it really funny - as an infant he loved "uppu uppu" jokes when

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I dont know why I havent felt like blogging. Blogging has been a great release for me always right from the start. It helps me stay honest even though at times not deep enough but only to diplomatic extents. I wonder if diplomatic honesty is uglier than plain dishonesty. A covered truth is more dangerous than a blatant lie perhaps? I am not one of those who can bottle up anything. If I cant tell

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Birthday party with magnetic dart board! Darts are the candles and Daya is blowing it off in this imaginary fun party game! One day I found him walking out with the plastic chair (yes they actually carry them if not drag them around!) outside our home and was spying on him. I see him standing on it with a question mark on his face and I asked him "what is it daya?" and he says "yey chaahiyey"

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Had been thinking about this topic for quite a while and cant find answers at all. I have this "new post" open for more than half an hour wondering what I would write ... Cant figure out what a 37 year old would wish for. A less fatty me perhaps. 58kg may be. Do I want a chance to see Aurora Borealis in 2013, I dont know. I used to really really wonder about it long ago - think how fantastic it

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When you have toddlers at home there are many random moments that happen that are absolutely hilarious. It is usually what we catch them doing within 2 seconds of our absence and only if I can bring the camera and click instantaneously I get a record of it! I thought I may get a lot of this - this year. So I begin now! They explore everything and find all kinds of new tools and fun uses for old

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