Showing posts with label tiny thoughts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tiny thoughts. Show all posts
Friday, November 21, 2008
Tiny Thoughts- Evolution
Does it mean we will progressively lose the muscles required for writing and develop further the ones require for typing?
Friday, November 14, 2008
Tiny Thoughts- Solitude
While I love to help, just somedays, only a few days in a month on average, I don't want company in my car. I want to drive alone. Stop anywhere at whim, shop anywhere at leisure, take a detour if I so wish...I might have to pick a friend mid-way, I might want to meet my husband somewhere and we would be going off for a drive...I simply may have other plans which I don't want anyone to know.
If you are there with me, I am obliged to keep you posted, obliged not to take a detour and feel apologetic if I have to go shopping and hence request you to get down several stops ahead of your desired stop!
Well, I am just building on the good karma.
I am just saving the earth by helping in having one less vehicle on the road.
If you are there with me, I am obliged to keep you posted, obliged not to take a detour and feel apologetic if I have to go shopping and hence request you to get down several stops ahead of your desired stop!
Well, I am just building on the good karma.
I am just saving the earth by helping in having one less vehicle on the road.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Tiny Thoughts- Bunking
So I bunked office and went off for a lunch at City Centre with a friend. And I wondered why it was so full of shoppers. Young girls, mothers, men even. What were they doing on a working afternoon in City Centre?
Were they sales people bluffing their way in their offices and coming here on pretext of a client call?
Or were they people like us who simply bunked office? Why the heck is everybody bunking office the same day I am doing so?
And that brings me to the point that why the hell all bunking population are seemingly going to City Centre via the same route I am taking- judging by the crowd in my lane and in my direction?
Were these shoppers college goers with an afternoon off? Great Life!
Were they housewives with kids in college or school and a free afternoon off for shopping?
Or were they travelling personnel taking some time off and doing shopping just like what I do when I travel?
I begin thinking - what potential India has. A huge percentage of employable people shopping on a Tuesday afternoon? Go to a Nallis or a Pothys and judge the potential.
I look at the buzz at the coffee shop, a guy dozing on the bench, the Security idly looking at the crowd and my friend typing furiously on the laptop. Same place, different pace, Single system, different players. I am reminded off the Physics problem (theorem?) wherein a ball thrown vertically upwards in a horizontally moving train falls back into your hands because you and the ball and the train are a single system and there is no net individual horizontal motion. I feel the same as if I am outside this system, observing each player. I take in the scene, smile to myself and walk in to join this system.
Were they sales people bluffing their way in their offices and coming here on pretext of a client call?
Or were they people like us who simply bunked office? Why the heck is everybody bunking office the same day I am doing so?
And that brings me to the point that why the hell all bunking population are seemingly going to City Centre via the same route I am taking- judging by the crowd in my lane and in my direction?
Were these shoppers college goers with an afternoon off? Great Life!
Were they housewives with kids in college or school and a free afternoon off for shopping?
Or were they travelling personnel taking some time off and doing shopping just like what I do when I travel?
I begin thinking - what potential India has. A huge percentage of employable people shopping on a Tuesday afternoon? Go to a Nallis or a Pothys and judge the potential.
I look at the buzz at the coffee shop, a guy dozing on the bench, the Security idly looking at the crowd and my friend typing furiously on the laptop. Same place, different pace, Single system, different players. I am reminded off the Physics problem (theorem?) wherein a ball thrown vertically upwards in a horizontally moving train falls back into your hands because you and the ball and the train are a single system and there is no net individual horizontal motion. I feel the same as if I am outside this system, observing each player. I take in the scene, smile to myself and walk in to join this system.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Tiny Thoughts- Sanitation Freak
If only I could clean the roads before allowing the kids to walk on them. So I wouldn't have to obsessively look down while they are walking or double back to check on what they stepped while I was looking the other side.
Because hubby always says that today's clean spot could have been yesterday's shit spot. One can never tell.
Because hubby always says that today's clean spot could have been yesterday's shit spot. One can never tell.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Tiny Thoughts- Relief
Well, there is always a new restaurant or a new book or a Pondy trip or a troll on the road to write about...
In response to Tiny Thoughts -Fear
In response to Tiny Thoughts -Fear
Monday, October 13, 2008
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Factual Fiction Marries Tiny Thoughts- Guilt
This weekend, she walked out of the house with her husband, the guilt enveloping her yet again.
Saying she is going to the doctor for an injection.
Gosh. She thinks. The kids are going to grow up with the memory of "our Mom used to be sick very often when we were younger"
In self-justification she counts the total number of hours she spent with them today barring the 3 hours she spent in the kitchen shooing them off after giving impromptu hugs and kisses on demand.
How quickly feed-on-demand has changed to lift-on-demand, she reflects.
'Tomorrow I am going to come back home early from office to make up for taking off without them this weekend." She vows yet again, as she has done many times in the past...
-Everytime when she saw them howling, standing at the window whenever she left home for work.
-When she went off with her husband for a movie during her anniversary
-When she stayed a day extra in Delhi to simply shop when she went on tour
-When she went for another late night party
Each day she vowed to come back home early or on time and got delayed by traffic or some email or phone call.
Every weekend she would think that she would wake up early and finish the cooking so that she would be able to give exclusive time to the kids after they wake up.
The guilt trips never end, do they?
Saying she is going to the doctor for an injection.
Gosh. She thinks. The kids are going to grow up with the memory of "our Mom used to be sick very often when we were younger"
In self-justification she counts the total number of hours she spent with them today barring the 3 hours she spent in the kitchen shooing them off after giving impromptu hugs and kisses on demand.
How quickly feed-on-demand has changed to lift-on-demand, she reflects.
'Tomorrow I am going to come back home early from office to make up for taking off without them this weekend." She vows yet again, as she has done many times in the past...
-Everytime when she saw them howling, standing at the window whenever she left home for work.
-When she went off with her husband for a movie during her anniversary
-When she stayed a day extra in Delhi to simply shop when she went on tour
-When she went for another late night party
Each day she vowed to come back home early or on time and got delayed by traffic or some email or phone call.
Every weekend she would think that she would wake up early and finish the cooking so that she would be able to give exclusive time to the kids after they wake up.
The guilt trips never end, do they?
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Saturday, August 16, 2008
Tiny Thoughts- Revolt of the Doormat
Those who have never bothered to respond after receipt will henceforth not be sent the rakhis. I have decided to do so because now it is not about them, it is about me:
1. I do not deserve to be treated like that
2. I am better off without them
3. They are not worth my time (or money)
4. A Rakhi means something to me. It also means that the recipient has to respect the sentiments attached to it. If that doesn't happen, I am being unfair to the concept of Rakhi by sending it out to those recipients.
1. I do not deserve to be treated like that
2. I am better off without them
3. They are not worth my time (or money)
4. A Rakhi means something to me. It also means that the recipient has to respect the sentiments attached to it. If that doesn't happen, I am being unfair to the concept of Rakhi by sending it out to those recipients.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Tiny Thoughts- Is it Possible
Is it possible to fall in love everyday all over again?
With your own child?
And then reach the peak of annoyance with him everytime he crosses the limits of annoying you?
Forgetting all anger the moment he smiles?
Both forgiving and forgetting inspite of the whack in the bum?
I wonder- how much of the smacks he would recall as he grows up?
Will the number outweigh the kisses?
With your own child?
And then reach the peak of annoyance with him everytime he crosses the limits of annoying you?
Forgetting all anger the moment he smiles?
Both forgiving and forgetting inspite of the whack in the bum?
I wonder- how much of the smacks he would recall as he grows up?
Will the number outweigh the kisses?
Tuesday, June 03, 2008
Monday, June 02, 2008
Tiny Thoughts- Presentation
Sometimes I take up the entire time slot allocated to me for my presentation.
Even though I may need to prolong it by adding more details, talking slowly, showing commercials or products or provoking the audience by bringing out multiple dimensions to any particular slide.
I do it because I want to give it back in the same coin to all those who do not bother about how boring their talk can become for some of us in the audience. To all those who once get a chance to be on stage, keep talking our ears off with unnecessary data inspite of the given format of the presentation. To all those who cause a meeting to prolong well into the night because they do not know how to keep time.
Even though I may need to prolong it by adding more details, talking slowly, showing commercials or products or provoking the audience by bringing out multiple dimensions to any particular slide.
I do it because I want to give it back in the same coin to all those who do not bother about how boring their talk can become for some of us in the audience. To all those who once get a chance to be on stage, keep talking our ears off with unnecessary data inspite of the given format of the presentation. To all those who cause a meeting to prolong well into the night because they do not know how to keep time.
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Tiny Thoughts- Histrionics
I took a lot of care to ensure that I did not see any antagonising scene on TV or books or net when I was pregnant.
I did not read the Mahabharata.
I controlled my fits of anger and became sweet and nice and patient and uncomplaining.
I did not even quarrel with the husband.
Why would you understand all this?
Why wouldn't you remain glued to the TV when the woman on that all important programme is crying over another person who has hanged herself. Or when a woman is throwing a hysterical fit and screaming at such a decibel that even my children of 8 months are attracted towards the TV?
Why would you bother to lower the volume or change channels?
I did not read the Mahabharata.
I controlled my fits of anger and became sweet and nice and patient and uncomplaining.
I did not even quarrel with the husband.
Why would you understand all this?
Why wouldn't you remain glued to the TV when the woman on that all important programme is crying over another person who has hanged herself. Or when a woman is throwing a hysterical fit and screaming at such a decibel that even my children of 8 months are attracted towards the TV?
Why would you bother to lower the volume or change channels?
Friday, May 30, 2008
Tiny Thoughts- Jealousy

I cannot say I am unaffected when I see the two of them kissing each other with gusto and excluding me inspite of my repeated pleadings.
I am actually jealous that they would exclude me from their circle so easily.
These 2.5 year old tiny pieces called my sons have this knack of bringing out the worst in me.
I am actually jealous that they would exclude me from their circle so easily.
These 2.5 year old tiny pieces called my sons have this knack of bringing out the worst in me.
Friday, May 16, 2008
Tiny Thoughts- Memories
Sometimes a scent, a hairstyle, a gesture or an expression may remind you of someone long forgotten. It may take you back by years. You live that phase yet again. You remember too vividly every significant and insignificant episode of that phase. You go not just miles away but years away and stay there for a few hours or even days. Who says memories fail with age. They stay hidden, tucked away in the annals and come back when least expected or welcome.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Tiny Thoughts-Need
I call or visit you not because I care for you. I call or visit you because I need to talk to someone.
Monday, May 12, 2008
Tiny Thoughts- Revenge
Sometimes an apology gives a sense of victory. In truth you might have just won the battle but lost the war. In truth, you might be in for a nastier surprise.
Sometimes it is smarter to give in than fight a lost cause. There is always next time.
Sometimes it is smarter to give in than fight a lost cause. There is always next time.
Friday, May 09, 2008
Tiny Thoughts- Couples
When couples fight- just ensure you stay away.
Refrain from comments or intervention.
Do not support and do not add fuel to the fire.
They will kiss and make up real quick.
You will end up as the villain in the whole story.
Refrain from comments or intervention.
Do not support and do not add fuel to the fire.
They will kiss and make up real quick.
You will end up as the villain in the whole story.
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
Tiny Thoughts- Recipe
Do not rework on the food after I have prepared it.
The very reason that I am taking the pains to cook is because I want my kids to get used to my style of cooking.
Ever notice how boys end up swearing by their mom's food and girls inevitably copy or improvise on their mom's recipes- inspite of how lousy or tasteless they may be for others!
The very reason that I am taking the pains to cook is because I want my kids to get used to my style of cooking.
Ever notice how boys end up swearing by their mom's food and girls inevitably copy or improvise on their mom's recipes- inspite of how lousy or tasteless they may be for others!
Friday, May 02, 2008
Tiny Thoughts- Kitchen Queen
Does it ever occur to you that I have better things to do than spend time in the kitchen after a hard day’s work?
Enjoy it while it lasts and make sure you hold fort while I cook.
How long would it take for me to just use the kids as an excuse for not being able to cook?
Bread is not always an attractive proposition.
Enjoy it while it lasts and make sure you hold fort while I cook.
How long would it take for me to just use the kids as an excuse for not being able to cook?
Bread is not always an attractive proposition.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Tiny Thoughts- Tit for Tat
I no longer call you when I am in your city, inspite of the urge.
I will resume when you or your children start calling my parents once in a while.
I know it does not hurt you but it does not please you too much also.
Unknowingly and unwantedly, the blood thing runs deep.
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Tiny Thoughts- About
A new series, sort of antithesis to the factual fiction series. The factual fiction is in the 2nd person, Tiny Thoughts (punning on Tiny Tots intended) in the 1st person.
Factual fiction loosely connects actual incidents happened during different times using author's license- a mix of factual and fiction- a sort of have been and could have been.
Tiny Thoughts have happened in isolation. They could just be thoughts not necessarily implemented. Or snatches of conversations converted to individual thoughts. They may be mine or someone elses.
Tiny Thoughts intend to convey thought processes that change the course of normal, usual or expected behaviour. It brings out the fact that nobody really knows for sure what goes within the minds of an individual- not even the person closest to the said individual.
I will resume when you or your children start calling my parents once in a while.
I know it does not hurt you but it does not please you too much also.
Unknowingly and unwantedly, the blood thing runs deep.
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Tiny Thoughts- About
A new series, sort of antithesis to the factual fiction series. The factual fiction is in the 2nd person, Tiny Thoughts (punning on Tiny Tots intended) in the 1st person.
Factual fiction loosely connects actual incidents happened during different times using author's license- a mix of factual and fiction- a sort of have been and could have been.
Tiny Thoughts have happened in isolation. They could just be thoughts not necessarily implemented. Or snatches of conversations converted to individual thoughts. They may be mine or someone elses.
Tiny Thoughts intend to convey thought processes that change the course of normal, usual or expected behaviour. It brings out the fact that nobody really knows for sure what goes within the minds of an individual- not even the person closest to the said individual.
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