The letter and the key!!!

 Like everyday it felt like a very normal day at college today until I decided to skip a lesson ( too boring to attend it without sleeping ) actually a two hours long lesson ( enna kodumai sir idu) as i wanted to finish off some work that unfortunately is still pending!

After amma came back from school we had to go to the post office for posting my training letter. I had to get a document printed from a near by cyber cafe, now we were all set for the letter to be sent

We reach the post office and amma asks for the envelope with all the documents to be sent....

Me checking the bag "Amma letter illa :( "

Amma "ena di solara? nalla check pannu, irukum"

Me: "illa amma, checked :( ayio maranduten"

Amma: "Kadavule, ena oru arivaali ponnu."

Me: (Wanting to laugh but unable to as i feared Amma would slap me) Sorry amma :( I'll come my self tomorrow and post it.

Amma: "Ok, so now you are responsible for that. I am not driving tomorrow."

Me: Ok amma :(

So now we left the post office and went to a supermarket for buying some stuff that amma had to. Bought all the things we had to and left for our home. Amma parked the car, I took the bags and went near the stairs.

Amma: "Kadavule, when are they going to repair this lift!!!"

Me: " Give it to me amma, just 4 floors, i'll carry it for you"

Amma: (You don't have an option after what you did today kind of expression) "Seri."

(Climbed till first floor)

Me: "Amma, aathu saavi????"

Amma: " I told you to take it when we were leaving, right!"

Me: (Mind voice: when what why where) "apdiya"

Amma: "enna di ipdi muzhikara"

Me:" I don't have it, when did you tell me?? I thought You have it"

Amma ( her mind voice:I'll kill you) : "You even said you have taken it"

Me ( clueless) : "Idu eppo"

Amma: Now??

I called up my brother who was studying in his coaching center like a good boy, and told him we are coming to take the key.

Amma and me back into the car.

Amma ( tired, angry, annoyed): "Ena Shruti, Unaku arive illa di."

Me: "sorry ma, please i am very sorry"

Amma(evil grin on her face): "Have you fallen in love or something??? You have become so absent minded"

Me (paavam, oru payan vazhkai veena poganuma?) : "Po ma vera velai illa, B.tech mudika taavu teerardaam"

Amma: I have to drive 10 kms again :(

Me ( busy with my phone)

Amma: "keep it inside, this is the reason for everything that is happening today"

Me(kept my phone like good girl): "Amma, shall I drive if you are tired?"

Amma: " We need to be back home safely ma, you just keep quiet."

Me: Ok :( sorry!!!

We finally reach coaching center, get the keys, back home!!!

At the parking

Amma: "Again four floors"

Me: "i'll carry the bags :( "

Amma: "Kizhiche, inda oru bag edutundu taduki vizhama vandu seru"

Me ( My image total damage) : "Seri"

We enter inside our house

Me: "Semma day la ma, we got something interesting to talk about in the future."

Amma(oda pada pora look)

Me(just to change the topic): "You want water???"

finally gave her a bowl of ice cream and she cooled down :) :) :)

Enaku semma relief.

Seriously memorable!!!! I have one more stupid story of mine that i can share with my kids :) :) :)

beauty...just about the skin color???

Well, this post has been written out of frustration, irritation and annoyance....

This annoyance, frustration and irritation is caused after listening to uncountably high number of arguments saying "Fair is Beauty", typecasting and making fun of people on the basis of their skin color! and stupid fairness products which unfortunately are even more in number. Especially in India the  obsession with fair complexion refuses to end even today, and  is very disturbing. Some people may claim that we have become a progressive society and such stereotypes no longer exist in our society, but I say it does exist and it is very unfortunate.

 A standard ad in the matrimonial column of any indian daily says " Wanted an extremely Fair Woman for a handsome guy" and this proves the beauty norms of our country very clearly!!! Besides that, there is an ever increasing popularity of the fairness creams, skin tone lightening powders and what not. Ever imagined the mental state of a dark girl with a lot of potential, who is competent enough but is demoralized and discouraged just because of her skin color! is this right??? I say its absolutely wrong! This not just discourages her but no wonder it also pushes her into using these good for nothing products, loosing her self confidence and her originality too...why just talk of women here, these days even men have fallen prey to these useless stuff...the definition of a perfect man "Tall Dark and Handsome" has changed to "Tall Fair and Handsome" :( :( more over the famous people like Shahrukh Khan, Suriya, Priyanka, Katrina and many many influential people encouraging it by endorsing these products is even more disheartening as there are so many people who idolize them...and in an urge to become like their favorite stars turn towards these products!!!

Isn't this high time to stop judging people just based on their skin color? Aren't we mature enough to look beyond the skin deep beauty? 

I personally think we need to wake up and stand against these meaningless issues. These things are doing nothing but strengthening and supporting social bias thus hindering in any kind of progress that we apparently believe to be happening in our country...

This is just my view, everyone has theirs right! :) :)

Festival of colors, Holi!

Just like many hindu festivals, Holi has a mythological story of its own....

Holi is not only about colors and sweets. It reminds of the divine and eternal love of Krishna and Radha. It also reminds one of Narashima, Prahlada and Hiranyakashyapa and thus the fact that ‘Truth and Humanity are invincible forces in the Universe’.

This was the mythological significance of the festival of colors. Now comes its part in my life. 

I have been brought up fully in north india, hence, holi has been a part of my life since I was a toddler.

One day before the holi festival Appa would buy us colors, water baloons, and our water guns. I remember getting a water gun that had a small water tank, wearing that like a school bag would make us look like some farmer who sprays pesticides over his crops.Now comes 'THE DAY'.  On the day of holi, in the morning...not very early Amma would take out some of the oldest clothes for me and my younger brother.Apply some oil on our face so that it is not difficult to take the colors off once we are done with playing. Appa would fill a bucket with colored water and some balloons, thinking we would splash the water and the balloons on others, but on contradictory all that color would end up on us as we were the youngest in our society. After playing for a couple of hours we would look so colorful and so unrecognizable that even Amma would take a minute to realize that we are Shruti and Shravan...Then she would spend next one hour on trying to remove all the color. No matter how hard she tried, color had to stay for next three days... 

As we grew up our Holi gang expanded, we shifted from Delhi to bareilly. Here we played holi in the local park with not a bucket but a big drum of colored water, powdered colors that would go off easily transformed into pakka colors that wouldn't go for whole one week! Students going to school like 'AVATAR' characters was a common sight as holi colors refused go off even after holi vacations got over. We shifted to 'OUR' home finally in bareilly after 6 years of our stay in rented houses in the city. Our new home was an apartment, apparently the first apartment in the town hence was famous. A holi party was arranged by the residents. Best thing about it was that Amma who had never played holi in all these years of her stay in Shahjahanpur, Delhi and Bareilly played her first holi! Had our first well organized holi, sweets, thandai and the colors. Sad thing about it was that, it was our last holi in Bareilly. Appa got transferred to Lucknow. 

In lucknow holi became limited to having sweets, visiting friend's place, they visiting ours. Playing holi became limited only to Shravan who had his toli .... Well, not really! I did stop playing holi after we shifted from bareilly to lucknow due to lack of a proper group but it all changed this year! Our first Holi at our new apartment, all of us played like we used to, every year. We had an awesome holi party arranged at our apartment, colors, sweets and also a cricket match. Though i won't call it a perfect one as the most important part of the family, my little brother was in delhi...far away from us :(  :( and everyone missed him. Next time i am sure it will be an even better holi as he'll be there with us. A more colorful one.....even more fun filled.