Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Mrs. Chankaran..back to Coconut Tree

 (to those Non-keralite readers, the heading of this post might sound weird. It's just a word to word translation of a saying that we have in our native language - Chankaran veendum Thenghumael...which means, something like...."Back to the Grind")
This was a picture that i had posted to my friends on my fb page some time back ..start of june, that is..start of summer vacation here...on how my kitchen was a factory each day come 6:00 am during work/school days. With all 5 of us on a "get up and get out" mode...i really need lots of these ready superfast, and so much for the wake up alarms, the snooze reminders from the mobile, the continuous "Get-up! get-up!" from Him... I HATE TO WAKE UP EARLY :( :(

...and..was I not super glad that for the next three months, I was free !!! of all the huzzle, of all the buzzle...the rush, the push, the pull....yeaaaah!..it was summer hols. The best part was that the traffic would be less on the roads... and even best part....it was the Ramadhan season last month, so working times too would be less, which means...I could wake up even late.

 And now.. :( :( am done...3 months gone..just like that !!!
The schools reopen next week, and I am ....well...

The last 3 months was also the transition stage for me from "being driven to work"....to...."driving to work". With the new (crazy!!!) rules here, shared /paid drives other than the expensive regular taxi's are all illegal. It's instant deport !!! (crap!) So, now, I can no longer go to work with my collegue who sits just a few desk away from me, and stay just a 3 minutes drive from my home. We both now have to drive in separate cars from almost the same start point, to the same destination. When most countries are encouraging shared drives to reduce traffic on the roads, here....very surprisingly, it is punishable by the law. Can you believe that ! All in context to reduce 1 million expats in 1year. Gross.
So, for 1 month I literally had no transportation to ply to work and He had no choice, but to pick/drop me back/from work during His work timings and was definitely not comfortable doing that .(the workaholic in him). June - I drove to office in my husband's car with him by the side, to get used to the thingy...July, brough myself a car, and drove on alone, which was the best time to get started; as I said, it was Ramadhan and there was very less traffic. 
Except for two flat tyres after completing 1 successful week of self-driving epoisides (will write about that later ;) ) by August, think I am doing well.
I am now "not" dropping the car-keys straight into my handbag after pulling it out off the ignition and walking off without bothering to lock the car !  ...good going, girlie !!!..a self pat on my back.

Arab country...writing goes strictly from Right to Left !!!...no questions plz, even if your names reads....ANOS ROTCIV( Russian ??!!!) HPESOJ !

Anyways, the heat is already on..people are back from vacation, the traffic is steadily increasing and in for a sudden burst, come next week. God..i am definitely getting conscious of the rush hour traffic. I still need to get used to driving with cars all around. The best possible option..(advice that I receive) is to sart off early to work, before the rush hour..which means, moving backward, I finish the morning chores early (breakfast , 4-5 tiffins in total, to school/office)...and that means, I have no other choice but to wake up even more early !!! OOH NOOO !!!

Mrs. Chankaran..going back to..Coconut Tree :/


Monday, August 26, 2013

Pregnant Deer Scenario

Life is full of turn .. never give up.... never return .. !

In a forest, a pregnant deer is about to give birth to a baby. It finds ...a remote grass field nearby a river and slowly goes there thinking it would be safe. As she moves slowly, she gets labour pain.

At the same moment, dark clouds gather around that area and lightning starts a forest fire. Turning left, she sees a hunter who is aiming an arrow from a distance. As she tries to move towards right, she spots a hungry lion approaching towards her.



What can the pregnant deer do, as she is already under labour pain..?
What do you think will happen..?
Will the deer survive..?
Will it give birth to a fawn..?
Will the fawn survive..?


Will everything be burnt by the forest fire...?
Can the deer go left..? No, the hunter's arrow is pointing at her.
Can she go right...? No, the hungry male lion is approaching her.
Can she move up..? No, there the forest is on fire.
Can she move down..? No, that is where the fierce river is.

Answer: She does nothing. She just focuses on giving birth to a new LIFE..

 The sequence of events that happens at that fraction of a second (moment) are as follows:

In a spur of MOMENT, a lightning strikes and blinds the eyes of the hunter...!
At that MOMENT, he releases the arrow missing and zipping past the deer...!
At that MOMENT, the arrow hits and injures the lion badly...!
At that MOMENT, it starts to rain heavily and puts out the forest fire...!
At that next MOMENT, the deer gives birth to a healthy fawn...!

In our life too, there are MOMENTS of CHOICE when we all have to deal with negative thoughts from all sides. Some thoughts are so powerful they overcome us and make us clueless.

 Anything can happen in a MOMENT in this life. If you are religious, superstitious, atheist, agnostic or whatever, you can attribute this MOMENT to divine intervention, faith, sudden luck, serendipity, coincidence, karma,
or a simple 'I just don't know'...!

The priority of the deer, in that given moment, was simply giving birth to a baby, because LIFE IS PRECIOUS...!

In future, may you always be inspired to have a focused positive insight, oblivious of all imaginary, negative probabilities.

"LIFE is Flowing Like a River
With Unexpected TURNS,
May be GOOD,
May be BAD...
Learn to enjoy Each Turn
because, these Turns...

Never RETURN."

(sharing a forwarded msg, image courtesy - google'y)

Sunday, August 18, 2013

Some Best out of Waste remedy

Some best out of waste projects using shoe boxes, milk powder tins, paper cartons.

Wrapped them in sticker sheet (i have used plain back) and give a border with a smaller sized sticker roll.

Strawberry packs..dont throw it off....

use as mini sorters in the refrigerator.

Mini-kubos packs..

In goes perfectly fitting into a tissue paper box cut open on top and again,wrapped using a sticker sheet.

See these mini sorters withn lea-bag pouches...they make perfect sorter trays especially to hold small stuff like safety pins, paper pins....

Have babies at home, and you defintiely need to be boiling their feeding bottles. So, why not two birds in one hit ? While having to steam vegetables, drop in the bottles into the water as well... ;) Both done at the same time, lot of  energy saving too !

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Good rain...bad rain....


one of the most simplest poems on |RAIN, that i have ever come across ...
......like/hate..good/bad...as simple as that .
For the "like", "good" part of the rain, below are some images of my husband's nephews lavishing in the rains. His place is at Pala in Kottayam District, Kerala and its very very green...(oh well...more watery these days like the rest of our state)

This is originally a paddy field and now its more of a lake.

The road and the fields at equal height, from mean sea level. ;)
With their self made "dhow". My son who was also in India during those days (but sadly at my paternal home, which is around 2 hrs drive from here) was terribly sad that he missed this "boating" expedition.

Thats our Kuwait product nephew also on vacation and having an experience of a life time !

Our backyard, and the kido in red is our Big B. (whuw !! he put on so much weight in just a month. see his big tummy ! After effects of "lots of grandparental-love" )
 now..for the "hate", "bad" part of the rain poem above.

Our Cochin International Airport getting flooded and all flight services suspended, just few days before my son and husband (who went down to bring him back) was to return !!!!  

As such my younger one's were on a continuous question mode as to when their dad n brother will be back, and this was ...

 Oooh Noo !!!

(just to share, this was the hospital we used to visit during our college days).
Anyways, thankfully, the rains reduced and the flight service restarts...and...my family was back to square 1...right on time !
So, the Rain poem goes back to..the "good", "like" mode...

image courtesy - google-y.

....I like rain....
....Rain is good....

Thursday, August 1, 2013

Hail POTATO !!!!

Once an ALOO (potato) send an I LUV U sms to BINDI (ladies-finger)!!!
BINDI called back ALOO and rebuked and reproached…
The BINDI said “u fatty crap… dare u propose a slim beauty like me” !!!
... ALOO got upset and with his genre made lot of friends and flirted in front of BINDI !!!
We can see that ….
And the list goes on…

But bechari BINDI us din se aaj tak akeli hai.!!!

and finally, the "Ladies-finger"...
 (condolenses !!! )
Couldn't resist sharing these "potato" city images.

 they would have taken ages to get this done, is it not?

More images in the below given site.
Potato, for your kids school craft...

Potatoes, for better living....


..some more..
And finally, even Mr. Mogambo, "KHUSH HUVA ! ki yeah mottie-figureless AALU can do so many amazing stuff, that he decides to change his master-piece dialogue of Indian movie history....saying....

Mr. Obama.??..well...
big big smiles  ;)