Monday, October 29, 2012

So many things to write about... Life has been crazily busy for me.... so much so that I have been sleeping everyday at 4 in the morning... sometimes even dozing off without knowing ..... and then waking up with a start at 6:30 a.m.... and there was no time or place for gymn or any yoga... I was down and out...

so when people asked me how my new house is my prompt reply is "I am sure the rat that sneaks in my house is really enjoying it"... you see a rat has found its way on the 10th floor and merrily searches for food... it must be wondering what kind of people actually stay here since there is absolutely nothing in the rooms... maybe I should start naming the rat.... after all it has established rights of adverse ownership in rat years at least....

It was also a weekend of mixing around... I had to be the hostess to a group of lawyers from Asia... from explaining Indian food to showing them places around Mumbai I was caught up... after two days of replying to questions I think both parties were fed up of each others accents...

I am waiting for Diwali holidays now...

Friday, October 12, 2012

Life is really not fair sometimes.... or is the unfairness all leading to fairness???

Monday, October 08, 2012

Sometimes in this crazy world its so important to remind yourself of what you are really... in this dog eat dog world you loose perspective of what you are and where you have reached.... so there would be tons of people who are already ready to pounce on you for every little thing... and for a while you may take it... and be polite... till such time that you draw the line and ask people not to cross the line...

And it is so important to let people know your position... otherwise it is always presumed for you ... which is unfortunate......

Saturday, October 06, 2012

All that jazz

I watched English Vinglish yesterday... and I have to say that the movie absolutely worth the 350 bucks I paid... what a fantastically simple concept yet so touching... as some of you snooty people may not know its about a woman who does not know how to speak English...

Growing up I had similar experiences with my mom... my mom was brought up in a traditional way by doctor parents who felt the best thing they could do for their daughter was to get her married off.... My mom thus never got the opportunity to study to her hearts content and her life long grouse has been the denied opportunity to study... I was the inadvertent beneficiary of this - I was allowed to study as much as I wanted and what I wanted.... much to the dismay of relatives who dont hestitate to point out their folly in having educated me so much.....

Seeing the movie brought back many instances of embarassment that my mother would have faced in her life on account of her education.... there were other doctor wives who were far more educated than her.. and I can just imagine what it would have been like for her to attend parties with people from various places in India and interact with the guests.... ofcourse the fact that we grew up in the Gulf was helpful since not many people there knew English....the problem would have been only with Indians... who sometimes pride themselves in knowing in English and not knowing their mother tongue.... I do remember my mother's attempts to match steps with other wives in English speaking and having embarassing moments.... I also recollect her abject insecurity if her kids mentioned anything about her not knowing English.... her insecurity was so acute that I remember volunteering to teach her English ..... how presumptuos of me!

Inspite of that I dont ever remember feeling my mother is less educated ... or that my mom is not as cool as other moms.... I just felt she was what she was to me... my mom... craziness and all that included....

Sometimes I think my mother feels vindicated cos of her children having been educated.... and secretly admires us... as if to tell the world - see my children, if I produced them, I cant be that bad.... the pain of having no education and being thrust into the modern world is a pain that one can never fathom unless one has walked that extra mile in that persons shoes...

I sure hope I have made my mom proud....