Sunday, October 31, 2010


These are a few of my favourite things…..

Blue skies
Dads voice
Night Mass
Soft Pillows
Moms Love
Clean house
Finger Rings
New dresses
French Braids
Rocky’s looks
Cabin at CMS
Kalamkari Print
Long Road trips
My darling fishes
Rolly polly puppies
Monsoon in Kerala
Ammama’s fish curry
Butter Fruit milk shake
Ammachi’s Achappam
Everything  about  Potta
Self Made Prawn  Curry
Wheeling on our  old bike
Eating from a plaintain leaf
The vainly breaking waves
Unending deep blue ocean
Going through Photographs
Bonaventure Block at SMC
Silent Chapels and Churches
Watching TV with an abandon
Pillion driving on a bike with Joe
Passing clouds with fog and mist at Yercaud
Old Cemetries – I feel very philosophical there
Freshly made beds with crisp white cotton sheets
Pitter patter of rain from Potta house on the Kalam
PTC buses–have spent a lifetime travelling while studying
Smell of new clothes, books, Petrol and Mehendi
Theatre style classrooms at Stella Maris College
Walks in long winding roads in hill stations
Ancestral 85 year old house at Potta
The thick greenery and forests
Joe’s maneuvers while driving
Trichur Accent of my cousins
Symmetrical Body Massage
Neatly arranged Wardrobe
Fireworks in the night sky
Hands and feet of babies
Kanji and chammandhi
Well manicured hands
Driving in our new car
Butt cheeks of babies
Mooing of Manguuu
Taste of Blackforest
Talking to my plants
Home sweet Home
South Indian coffee
Room full of books
Listening to Music
Memories of Julie
Painting on Glass
Smell of Poison
Dennu’s smile
Teddy bears
Red colour
Polka dots
Little girls

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Phenomenal Woman

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

~ Maya Angelou

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Marriage by Khalil Gibran

I recently stumbled on the following very intense verses on marriage by Khalil Gibran and I had to put it into my blog.

You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore.
You shall be together when the white wings of death scatter your days.
Ay, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God.
But let there be spaces in your togetherness,
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.

Love one another, but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.

Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.

The verses say it all.  Amen!!


Did you deserve a blog post much much earlier ?  Yes, and no doubts about that !!!

So why did this get delayed?  I have no clue.

Lets not focus too much on why certain things did not happen in our past.  Hovering in the past for long does not help at all.

Today, 11, Foxen street flooded me with a lot of memories.  It was a place of comfort, warmth and friendliness.  After long periods of missing each other, (after our couple of years together in Yercaud, Pets stayed back in Yercaud for another two periods until she got married and went off to Kerala  and later to Dubai. ) we used to meet either in my house or at Pets house.  We always had so much to talk and never, ever  were we bored of each other.

So this time, I made sure that I met Pets before she left for Dubai after her holidays.  and thats how I landed at one of my most favourite destinations, 11, Foxen street.  I was greeted as usual by Pets with a broad smile, warm hug and oodles of love... there's no missing it.  There is yet another speciality with our bond - we might not have communicated for ages, but the moment we meet, we are able to connect up with each other as if we just met yesterday.  It comes with I guess matured Friendship !!! I always think if there is one similarlity with Wine and Friendship, it is how rich both become as they age.

As usual we slipped into a variety of topics starting from Nanna to Clive, to marriages, children, our parents, work, siblings etc etc.  I had my lunch with Pets and Rosanna, ( btw, she likes me a lot) and enjoyed the way Trevor was so cool when everyone else were going mad about his bus getting late, listened to Sunno's big talk and went around their garden.  4 hours passed in a jiffy and as always, we both felt that we didnt get enough time with each other.

One of the visitors while i was there was Flory Aunty, she reminded me of Petula's other aunts and Crescy, Juan and Caro. Aunty and Uncle was not around the day I visited as they had gone for a retreat in Chalakudy - wish they were around. 

Petula is a friend who is always full of warmth, generous, very aristocratic ( in her behaviour and even the way she walks - Typical of a Leo), very friendly, open and loving.  We get along with each other like an house on fire ( wrong example though) and most importantly we are connected to each other in our thoughts.  Over a period of time, I have realised my bond with her is so special, that the moment one of us, feel down ( upset, worried over something), we call the other - Telepathy, I would bet on it.

While saying bye to Pets, I was feeling both happy and sad :  Happy because I could see her and sad because she was going away.

On my way, alone in the car, reminiscing on our friendship, i felt assured that though we will be miles apart in a couple of days, our telepathy is alive and unconsiously we are  connected to each other like people who have a bonding that dates back beyond this life !!!