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Dabba Walaaa...

It was a bright afternoon, I decided to step out to any of the eateries to buy something for the lunch...
I was already fixed to buy a soup, stepped into a Eatery outlet called, "Pret", while Paying I was on call wid mom and Accidentally had punched in the wrong pin for my debit card.. :(

I punched the wrong pin thrice and while I tried the forth time, my card got locked :( and what an embarrassment it was, I had to cancel my take away... and tell the guy that I would return back after drawing some cash...
had no cash left in my purse and this was the only card I had, with no other option I had to return to the office and Called my Hubby dear and informed him about the entire thing, he wanted to come to my office and take me out for lunch, but I did not have much time so denied him saying that I would have some cereals (which I always have in my cupboard) and some Broccoli left at my desk...
He reluctantly agreed...

I came back, started to have broccoli's until I got a call from my Hubby, he said he was downstairs in front of my office with the Lunch....
I was surprised and merrily happy... ran downstairs, to see that he had brought a big lunchbox for me, a wholesome lentil soup, a yogurt and cherry dessert and a detox Ginseng Drink :) from "Pret" ( where I was embarrassed earlier)

I was initially not wanting all of them coz I was on a strict diet with a calculated amount of calorie intake...But then my hubby persuaded me to have the whole for the lunch, and said "Dear I have got the Lunch Box for you!, and this this does not happen everyday, do enjoy!".

Really felt so very happy and thrilled about the whole thing...
He handed over me the lunch and walked back to his office, I came back and started relishing stuffs one after the other...and just loved the Lunch for the day offer :P :P

It was truly a dabba walaa's treat :)

Thank u Hubby dear :)

Green Love!

"Oh dear, just cant stop looking at you... it was my mistake of letting you starved... :(
I just cant see you die and whither away... Please wake up, show me ur bright smile u shower on me as u do every single day!
Hope to see u alrite by the evening...love you so much!"

My emotions had no bounds and was almost about to shed a tear, when I saw my Fittonia (a show plant) at my desk...
Accidentally I had forgotten to water her for two continuous days... n she never complained nor yelled at me, for treating her so badly...
But I must confess it was all my fault... of letting her starve... :(

Fed her some water, did this for every half an hour for the first of the day until I saw some of her leaves blooming back to normal, did this until every single leaf was alrite and looked happy enough!

Each time I watered, prayed God for her betterment and to forgive me...was restless until I saw her alrite, guess what she was showing the signs of improvement and was perfectly fine by the evening :)

Though they are plants, who cant respond as humans or animals, do they sense love and they do have emotions, this was told by mom wen I was a kid.
Must say my mom treats her plants like kids and she is never tired of having more than 100 and change kids ;) though she does not have a formal garden, she grows them in pots, she has 3 trees, 2 neem and 1 almond and she loves them, she grows tomatoes, coriander, mint, chillies, curry leaves, banana and many more in her well maintained pots, she spends almost 2-3 hrs a day looking after them, watering them, cleaning out the weeds if any, fertilizing them every 3 months.. she never thinks that as one of her house hold chores, she once had said that they were too like us ( me n my brother ;)

And probably this feeling and the love for plants had a strong influence on me and this I discovered only when I started to live with my husband...
A new home, new things, everything was set but still I was not satisfied and sense of incompleteness haunted me... until a New plant "Anthrium" was brought home...
From then on there were at least 2 or 3 plants at home until they withered away due to bad weather conditions ( England's weather )
At the moment I have 2 succulent plants, one Anthrium, one African Marigold and sweet Basil and the happiness is immensely infinite... while I water them, see them grow and see them glare in green and white under the bright sun :)

Wish to have a huge garden of my own and grow as many plants I like ! Or may be a Kitchen garden :) hope this dream of mine comes true...

This is my Love affair with the Green ;)

Small Things With Great Deal of Happiness!

I was on my way back home, it was summer, the sun was bright for the fact that the days are longer in the west during summers… It so happened that I was tempted to have an ice-cream.

I am the one who would not buy or eat anything alone, not that I am scared, its simply coz I don't have a company and I always want someone to accompany me when I am eating…

But this very day, I somehow could overcome that and very soon spotted an interesting Gelatine ice-cream parlour, the shop displayed variety of ice-cream flavours, rich they looked, I was sure it would definitely taste heavens… in no time I was at the stall, and was already looking out to choose the flavours, my mind was wandering between to either go for a single or a double scoop or greedily wanting three! I then thought three would be horrendously too much ;) and settled in for two, the lady smiled gently and handed over my double delight cone… quickly managed to rush through my handbag to find the debit card, made the payment and was all eager and ready to smudge the ultimate flavours on to my tongue…

To enjoy the divineness (Sun + Ice-cream) , my mind started searching for a bench, So walked across the street, as I figured out a bench laid out in front of a park..with few trees behind it, which just let few rays of sun to surpass, which was giving the dusky finish to the scene… By then I had already started enjoying the lovely Gelatine…

Slowly as I started realising the flavours, my mind started wandering thinking of people passing by, my home, my parents, and as I went on and on, slowly unwrapping the memory box, basically my mind wanted all sweet things, all good moments, all happiness…. every scene showed up for a moment n vanished before another barged in which seemed more funnier n merrier than the previous…

There was this thing which I remembered, when we were given 1 Rupee or 2, to buy a kulfi or an ice-candy, there was a gush of happiness within me then!

It was a great deal of thing to get some quids from parents or grandparents to buy a kulfi or a candy… coz that would happen only after 5-10 min of pleading… (I don't know why they were so hesitant to shell out some coins not that they did not have enough money but probably simply they did not want to or may be they thought it was not hygienic : )

But still the amount of fun,the joy, happiness, contentment we had in slurping the ice-cream along with cousins under the sun in the summer during summer holidays was enormous!

Realised, that no heavy priced Gelatine can ever be compared nor its as fun as a kulfi or an ice-candy when we were kids….

Sun was down under his hood… with very little to shine, by the time I was all done with my so called ecstasy :), got up and walked my way down the street back home, with many of my childhood memories still running over my mind!

My childhood was definitely a Sunshine :)

Ghost Protocol

This happened when I was roughly 25 -26 yrs, it was on one of those nights in the rainy season, streets were wet, rains had stopped, it was  almost 11 'o'clock by the time I left the office, where I was working at, along with me was my brother in law, who also was my co-worker at the same company, I was staying with my sister and brother in law for a couple of days before I got married. 

We both had our own bi-cycles and we started to hit back home, by about 11:00 pm, through the deserted wet roads of chamarajapete ( area in Bangalore) and apparently we had to go via a graveyard which was on one side of the main road, the graveyard was really not a matter of worry or anything, but for my sister it was!… she would always warn us to reach home well by 6:00 in the evening or to follow another route to surpass the graveyard!

But sometimes we would ignore her, though it was late we would follow the same route via the graveyard as it was the only short cut we had...

So this night we thought, we'd better take the short cut and reach home as soon as possible. We started on our bicycles whistling loudly some old tunes n merrily cycling on the deserted roads, my brother in law started first and he was ahead of me, he was hardly 50 - 100 meters ahead of me, but suddenly he was pulled down as he skid down and was dragged horribly along his cycle for about few meters until the speed of the cycle came down, I was shocked as there were no humps no sand gravel nor anything, there was no water standing either, because of the rains in the evening it was just that the streets were wet, before I realised this, I too had this dreaded experience, I too lost my balance off the cycle, fell down, was dragged nastily, for a moment I felt I am going to be unconscious, but later after a few seconds the cycle speed reduced and I could manage myself and got up to see couple of bruises over my palms and elbows. I was really shocked to see my brother in law trembling with fear, he too had some bruises over his hands and knees… 

Never  something like this had happened to either of us, we were following this route like almost every day for about 2-3 years… I asked him, if he was alright, he was panting for breath and said, "Look we better go home soon, don't you see that we fell just in front of that graveyard, there is definitely something wrong… we should hurry". I was a little petrified and could not believe my ears that we met with this accident just in front of that scary graveyard, I really did not want to judge anything there, before anything more would happen, both of us wanted to reach home as soon as possible, without looking back we just drove as fast as we could, without a whistle…with just front lights glowing…

No sooner we reached home, my sister noticed our anxiety and fear and she could sense something wrong had happened to us and she did guess that it was coz, we followed the graveyard route and she started crying that something bad is awaiting for us, and she even started blabbering that the ghosts do roam around at nights and they play pranks on people in dark… on hearing all this both of us were more scared and we both were told to take bath and before she served us the dinner, we were made to offer prayers to the God and apply sacred ash on the forehead and I did see my sister still sobbing…

Without a word, we did what she said, had our dinner and went to bed, within no time it was dawn and I probably woke up on hearing my sister whining as if there was a catastrophe, I went near her to see wat it was, to my dismay I saw my brother in law on the bed shivering, and learnt that he had a sky high temperature, we called in for a doctor and the doctor after diagnosing him, prescribed some medicines and assured us he would be alright in a day or two.

I was speechless, was still thinking and my mind always tried to link this up to the incident/accident which happened the previous night…

I was a little apprehensive to go to office, was warned by my sister to take a different route and I was supposed to completely avoid the shortcut… I was not wanting to settle to what she said, still wasn't sure what I wanted to do, I finally dressed up and started to cycle down, to office, and followed my sister's instructions avoiding the graveyard route… while I was on this other route, so many questions kept rattling all  over my mind, I would be accepting that there was something which I never believed would exist.. Or live with a fear for my entire life, a mysterious fear...


I just could not handle this confusion any more…. Slowed down my cycle, took a U - turn, headed back to office via the graveyard route, for once I wanted to beat it, I wanted to know what was wrong, I was not sure If I would fall again, or probably nothing could happen at all…it was sunny and the streets were dry and I finally  reached the graveyard, almost a couple of meters away from the spot where we both fell, I could see that there was a big dark patch on the street, at the same spot where we had an accident...


I went closer, luckily I did not fall nor lost my balance, as I went closer I could see the patch was due to spilt oil, and a tin was lying by the side of the footpath, then I realised that, the last nights drama was all because of this spilt oil exactly in front of the graveyard, which we could not make out as the streets were wet coz of the rains, the reason for my brother in law's fever and my sisters anxiety and of course my confusion too!

Smiled to myself :) I was so much relieved, felt light at heart, that the mystery was solved and the fear no longer existed, happily made my way to office, that evening I reached home well before dark and narrated the whole thing what I saw in the morning to my sister and brother in law, both did not seem to get it, after a while my sister bursted out into laughter and my brother in law had a smile on his face and a sign of relief from the burden(fear) he was carrying in his heart all the while and he got better within few hours… 

I suddenly remembered my grandfather and also started recollecting a few stories and some real life experiences he had narrated and shared with us, while I was a kid, we are 8 cousins and all of us love our tata/ajja ( Grandfather in kannada), we have always loved the way he narrated a story,  he would create all the required curiosity , anxiousness, suspicion etc, basically all the required emotions while we listened to him and we would imagine in our own ways of the sequence based on the story, based on his tone, he had and still have an impeccable kannada vocabulary and pronunciation… i.e vyakarna and uccharane ( in kannada).  There were times that we were fine and keen to listen to a story by him, though we knew it by heart… we were desperate to listen to him, from his tone the way he filled the lines with emotions and expressions... and is priceless !

Once so happened that on one of the afternoons, we all cousins started pestering him to narrate a story, that is when he shared one of his experiences - the above story , out of many such experiences he had back when he was a lad!