Baby George got his first report card... a larg blue book... which had the picture of his entire class.... at first I could not spot him... and then noticed that the boy with the serious face is Baby George... the report card also had an imprint of his palm (and a tiny photo of him inside)....

So Baby George came out with flying colours.... he got 4 stars for singing, obeying elders (except his mom and aunt when he goes out), drawing, mixing with others etc..... he lagged behind in expressing emotions....

Well Maam, all I can say is that you should just see Baby George on his trips with his aunt - he is always screaming, jumping and generally playing havoc around everywhere... and we all definitely get so Emotional.....:(

I finally read "Open" Andre Agassi's biography... while it is not sparkling literature it was nice to read the story of a man who was normal and prone to failings like any of us. He hated tennis (!!!), did drugs, fell in love and had his heartbroken, found love again with the most sucessful woman tennis player of all time and then retired at the right time....

Although I tend to stand in judgment over people who do drugs and exhibit no principles, this time I gave him credit (partly because he is married to Steffi Graf who is so dignified - something of a reflected glory) credit for having survived many turmoils, for having been loyal to his parents, for having loved with abandon......

2010 - not bad....

I finally joined an organisation that I have always wanted to join since my teenage days.... after much trepdiation and soul searching... finally I asked myself "what am I afraid of?" Is it fear of failure? fear of not knowing the unknown? fear of not having control over the future.... and then I though to myself - sometimes the best things in life happen ONLY because you dont have control....

In some ways I am proud of myself cos I overcame my fear and did what my heart desired always...

Now I will wait for the mysteries to unravel.....

2010 - Rock On!

Theek-Thak-Thackeray

Balasaheb has once again taken up a cause that is dear and important to all of us Indians.... The issue of whether Mumbai as a city should be the playground of all Indians..... I mean it is the city that pays the maximum taxes so shouldnt the Marathis actually get a pie of that... I mean the land that was made available to all Indians came from the hardworking Marathis..... afterall what could they do to counter this colonialism - they were just unwilling participants in the economic development of this city... the stupid Parsis, Gujjus and south Indians dont even give them credit for not having interfered in their ambitions... its time for the locals to reclaim their birth right..... damn the call for nationalism....

And yes Rahul Gandhi is frustrated since he is not married at the "old age" of 40... Balasaheb... you identify issues so well.....

So this Sat was near perfect.... I got to spend time with my nephews.... as soon as I entered the house, I saw Baby George was sitting pretty on the sofa with his mother feeding him lunch.... the king (kong) that he was... and he appeared to be nonchalant to my entry..... until I charged at him that is pretending to want to pick him up and throw him off.... that was enough to make Baby George fly off from him seat of power into the hands of his mother with his mouth full of rice and chicken.... ofcourse later realising that his fear was misplaced he let out a raucous laugh.... Then there was Christy also...immediately upon seeing me he was like"lets go out".... for which there was no plan.... so Christy went back to his computer...

Baby George was ofcourse not computer savvy.... he promplty brought his story book..... with pictures of all the animals and birds.... and asked me to read out to him.... so I started pointing out to him... Lion, Tiger, crow etc.... till I reached hippopotamus.... to which Baby George pondered for a while and gave it a mild varied name ...."potatoes...".... hahahahahahah.....