Today, the 28th Dec 2009 is the Vaikunta Ekadashi, which is consiered a holy day by Hindus as the Door to Vaikunta opens. I every Venkataramana temple, a special door for the day is kept open, symbolising Vaikunta Dwara, where in all the devotees passby for the Darshan of the lord. In all temples the devotes que up from early morning 4AM, for the the Darashan. So far I have not fallen in line with tem, as I am an Atheist. For me my plants are god to give happiness.
Yesterday it rained in the evening,an untimely rain which brings loss to the farmers as most of the crops r being harvested. My Garnny used to tell, when people dont do their duty, fulfil their responsibilty earning money in ay way sans morality, loyalty the Nature gets offended. As such there willbe untimely rain, famineunnatural death & so on to punish the erring. But in the process other good people also suffer. That is the law of nature.
Divya called in the mng, Mahia started speaking in her kids voice with American accent, which I could not decifer.
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Diasy
Daisy the dear dog left to eternity on 27th May 2009.It is six & half months now without her. Inspite of it the sorrow, the pain is still there. Her favourite curry, fruits haunts me. She used to be behind me whenever I went to terrace or opened the front or back door. She use to lie down on the walking track in hall & veranda, so I used to jump to avoid traming her. Though she is not there I jump many a time, to be reminded that she is not there.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Living a life
I used to tell my students "u should lead a life not living a life "to make them to achieve their goals.When one is young such statement has a meaning. But now after retirement it has no meaning for me. Sometimes I feel my life should come to an end. Life is becoming more monotonous. I am losing interst in evrything, even in gardening, getting new plants. Do your duty without expecting the fruits of your work, Says Loed Krishna. What duty? I have done away with it as the Children are settled. No body will miss me. But I am not lucky to go.Has to live till the call comes.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Garden
Divya rang up & asked me to come there for 2-3 months with her Daddy. Her In-laws who r there r coming back next month. She wants us to go there to spend time with Mahia.
It is easy to tell, rather done. I cant leave my plants behind, just like that as I have invested not only money but also tender love & care and umpteem hours of time labour on them. It is the only selfless joy I get from every bloom, right from an ordinary small marigold to exotic orchids.
All plants are in blooms with a colourful display, swaying in wind, welcoming everyday with their beauty. Plants are the best friends for me to overcome the ups and downs in life. The kiths & kins cannot return the same affection as they have their own opinions & reservations towards other . Or may be because of my personality which they may not like to reciprocate spontaneuosly like my lovely plants. If u lookafter the plants well they return the love with flowers, fruits & lovely foliage, which soothes the soul & brings a sense fulfilment & happyness.
The attachment with plants are inflationery in my life. When I was in Madikeri, in a joint family with a large family of uncles, aunties, cousins and a floating numbers of visiting relatives, it was not possible to nurture my love for plants. A small patch of garden was there but looked after by elders to get the daily quota of flowers for Pooja.
When we shifted to a new house outside the town, there was plenty of place to lay a garden of my own. As was in the final year os School, then S.S.L.C. I could spend morning & evening in garden. During Holidays whole day I spent my time in the garden, laying flower beds, constructing the edges with bricks. I used to visit no of houses to get cuttings, saplings to plant in my garden. I was fascinated with a tall Christmas Tree in a neighbouring house & wanted to get 2 splings from a nursery, for which I needed just Rs.10. So I started asking my dad for it.What!Ten rupees for plants, he used to say & refused it. It was not big money for him, being a leading Doctor by Profession. It was the attitude. Bu I became a "Nakshatrika", after some months he parted with Rs. ten& I walked to the nursery like a Hero who won a battle. Brought the plant & planted by digging myself. Those two have gown big, towering over my moms house in Madikeri.
It is easy to tell, rather done. I cant leave my plants behind, just like that as I have invested not only money but also tender love & care and umpteem hours of time labour on them. It is the only selfless joy I get from every bloom, right from an ordinary small marigold to exotic orchids.
All plants are in blooms with a colourful display, swaying in wind, welcoming everyday with their beauty. Plants are the best friends for me to overcome the ups and downs in life. The kiths & kins cannot return the same affection as they have their own opinions & reservations towards other . Or may be because of my personality which they may not like to reciprocate spontaneuosly like my lovely plants. If u lookafter the plants well they return the love with flowers, fruits & lovely foliage, which soothes the soul & brings a sense fulfilment & happyness.
The attachment with plants are inflationery in my life. When I was in Madikeri, in a joint family with a large family of uncles, aunties, cousins and a floating numbers of visiting relatives, it was not possible to nurture my love for plants. A small patch of garden was there but looked after by elders to get the daily quota of flowers for Pooja.
When we shifted to a new house outside the town, there was plenty of place to lay a garden of my own. As was in the final year os School, then S.S.L.C. I could spend morning & evening in garden. During Holidays whole day I spent my time in the garden, laying flower beds, constructing the edges with bricks. I used to visit no of houses to get cuttings, saplings to plant in my garden. I was fascinated with a tall Christmas Tree in a neighbouring house & wanted to get 2 splings from a nursery, for which I needed just Rs.10. So I started asking my dad for it.What!Ten rupees for plants, he used to say & refused it. It was not big money for him, being a leading Doctor by Profession. It was the attitude. Bu I became a "Nakshatrika", after some months he parted with Rs. ten& I walked to the nursery like a Hero who won a battle. Brought the plant & planted by digging myself. Those two have gown big, towering over my moms house in Madikeri.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Rain Havoc
Yesterday-23/9/09 rain started at 10pm with a big bang, poring heavily- as they say it rained cats & dogs.Without any rest it hit Namma Bangalore for 4 to 5 hrs.
Morning news brought the miseries of rain affected area & people there in. Why? Why the downpour is creating problems, every time it hits B'lore? There used to be such down pour during North east monsoon, but not the resultant miseries. It is the result of concentration of population in B'lore. It paves way for haphazard growth of city. The city plg has gone to breaking point, for want of dedication, loyalty, sincerity in execution.
Beautifying the city by covering the road without place for seepage of water, construction of house occupying the full site without leaving any open place for seepage of water makes the rail water to flow on roads, creating nightmare to the motorists & low lying areas.
The city of lakes, Garden city, Pensioners Paradise are all the glory of the past.
Morning news brought the miseries of rain affected area & people there in. Why? Why the downpour is creating problems, every time it hits B'lore? There used to be such down pour during North east monsoon, but not the resultant miseries. It is the result of concentration of population in B'lore. It paves way for haphazard growth of city. The city plg has gone to breaking point, for want of dedication, loyalty, sincerity in execution.
Beautifying the city by covering the road without place for seepage of water, construction of house occupying the full site without leaving any open place for seepage of water makes the rail water to flow on roads, creating nightmare to the motorists & low lying areas.
The city of lakes, Garden city, Pensioners Paradise are all the glory of the past.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Daisy
It is already three months without dear Daisy. Today I am missing Daisy & the tears is coming, which shows the pain is still lingering. Every step I take at home reminds daisy, as she used to be around wherever I am.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Arrival of Monsoon
When it started raining in the last week of May, the weather predicted the setting of North east monsoon earlier than usual. But after aweek it fizzled out. June was a dry month without the usual rain. the power cut got resumed as there was no water in hydel projects for power generation. Farmers started panicking expecting draught. Now it is raining in Kodagu, the CAuvery is filling up flooding her birth place. Hope the rain will not weaken after a weak.
Whenever it rains in Kodagu, in Bangalore it will be "MODA KAVIDA" Vathavarana. So we r enjoying the cool, pleasent weather. At the same time people with Broncities Curse the weather as it makes them breathless.
The plants have become lush green & r filling with pretty blossoms. Orchids r yet to bloom. Hope in its season -in August September they will put up a great show.
Whenever it rains in Kodagu, in Bangalore it will be "MODA KAVIDA" Vathavarana. So we r enjoying the cool, pleasent weather. At the same time people with Broncities Curse the weather as it makes them breathless.
The plants have become lush green & r filling with pretty blossoms. Orchids r yet to bloom. Hope in its season -in August September they will put up a great show.
Arrival of Monsoon
When it started raining in the last week of May, the weather predicted the setting of North east monsoon earlier than usual. But after aweek it fizzled out. June was a dry month without the usual rain. the power cut got resumed as there was no water in hydel projects for power generation. Farmers started panicking expecting draught. Now it is raining in Kodagu, the CAuvery is filling up flooding her birth place
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Daisy the dear Dog
Daisy, the dear dog is no more. She left me on 27th May 2009, after a brief illness of a weak. She was pathetic on 26th with pain. It was painfull to see her suffering. I was helpness as nothing cuold ease her pain. whole night she could not sleep. On 27th I called Arun to see Daisy. He sat with her foe half an hour & left. Then we took her to the vet for the drip. But he said she is getting worse & it better to let her go off. So she went at 10.30, after 13 years & 3 months with us. She was cremated under the coconut tree.
Even after one month, her memory brings tears & hurts. When Julie, her predecessor left, she was was also 13 years old. As Arun, Divya & Daisy were at home, I was able to overcome the grief.Now Divya is in US, Arun in his apartment. The home is empty without Daisy. She used to follow me like my shade & used to lie down blocking the way. I used to jump off her without disturbing her. Unconsciously I jump off now also & realise there is no Daisy.
She was brought by Divya when she visited Anand, Arun's friend. They had been to see the Pupps of Bingo, Anands pet. Then Daisy was a tiny doll like pup. Divya brought her home to see the reaction of Julie, our earlier pam pet. Julie caught hold of the pup played with her. When the pup got tired she slept & Julie kept a hand on her to ensure no body touches the pup & slept.Divya got fascinated & wanted to keep the puppy. I told her she is too young to keep, but she was adament & Julie also did not allow to take her off. So we kept the puppy & named her Daisy, after Bumstead's dog.
Daisy had to be fed with milk in a spoon,every one hour or so, which Divya was in charge of. When Divya went to school I took over. Daisy remained with us. Then our Julie was 13 yeras old & had become slow due to oldage. She became active with Daisy & started playing with her. Daisy used to get newspaper & coconut shells to Julie to tear. Julie used to obey. But after littering she used to feel guilty, expecting reprimand from us. Then being a puppy Daisy used to run with her toungue protruding & saying HA,Ha. Julie also used to imitate her & gets tired & falls off. But Daisy will not allow her to rest. Through they used to play.
Julie used to command Divya to feed Daisy with Milk & Millet porridge. Whenever Daisy peed or pooped Julie used to brnig Divya to clean as she associated Divya as in charge of Daisy.
I used to take Julie for her daily walk, it was impossible to take the two together as Daisy used to play with Julie o n the road. So Arun took charge of Daisy & we used to go opposite way.
Julie had an illusion that Daisy is her own pup, so she used to allow daisy to suck her teats. Julie was so happy in her last days because of Daisy. Julie left us after 6 months of daisy's arrival, due to oldage. Last two days of her life she was omitting 7 in great pain. For 2 days I sat with her & the last night I was awake sitting & stroking her.Next morning she went off, leaving her memories forever.
Even after one month, her memory brings tears & hurts. When Julie, her predecessor left, she was was also 13 years old. As Arun, Divya & Daisy were at home, I was able to overcome the grief.Now Divya is in US, Arun in his apartment. The home is empty without Daisy. She used to follow me like my shade & used to lie down blocking the way. I used to jump off her without disturbing her. Unconsciously I jump off now also & realise there is no Daisy.
She was brought by Divya when she visited Anand, Arun's friend. They had been to see the Pupps of Bingo, Anands pet. Then Daisy was a tiny doll like pup. Divya brought her home to see the reaction of Julie, our earlier pam pet. Julie caught hold of the pup played with her. When the pup got tired she slept & Julie kept a hand on her to ensure no body touches the pup & slept.Divya got fascinated & wanted to keep the puppy. I told her she is too young to keep, but she was adament & Julie also did not allow to take her off. So we kept the puppy & named her Daisy, after Bumstead's dog.
Daisy had to be fed with milk in a spoon,every one hour or so, which Divya was in charge of. When Divya went to school I took over. Daisy remained with us. Then our Julie was 13 yeras old & had become slow due to oldage. She became active with Daisy & started playing with her. Daisy used to get newspaper & coconut shells to Julie to tear. Julie used to obey. But after littering she used to feel guilty, expecting reprimand from us. Then being a puppy Daisy used to run with her toungue protruding & saying HA,Ha. Julie also used to imitate her & gets tired & falls off. But Daisy will not allow her to rest. Through they used to play.
Julie used to command Divya to feed Daisy with Milk & Millet porridge. Whenever Daisy peed or pooped Julie used to brnig Divya to clean as she associated Divya as in charge of Daisy.
I used to take Julie for her daily walk, it was impossible to take the two together as Daisy used to play with Julie o n the road. So Arun took charge of Daisy & we used to go opposite way.
Julie had an illusion that Daisy is her own pup, so she used to allow daisy to suck her teats. Julie was so happy in her last days because of Daisy. Julie left us after 6 months of daisy's arrival, due to oldage. Last two days of her life she was omitting 7 in great pain. For 2 days I sat with her & the last night I was awake sitting & stroking her.Next morning she went off, leaving her memories forever.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Nanjamma of Grihabhanga
Grihabhanga, novel by S.L.Byrappa, my favourite author is being retelecasted, directed by Girish Kasravalli. Nanjamma the lead character in the novel,is a gritt,witty lady who struggles with 3 children & a foolish & lazy husband. IT is directed crisply without any drama to woo the female audience with lots of Ganga -Yamuna to show the suffering of Nanjamma.
Nanjamma,faces life as it comes without fretting, crying. Even when she is thrownout of the house by her mother in law with 2 little kids, without a place to live ,she does not lose courage & finds a way to live on, bravely by mustering little help from a Jangama & Gowda. THe serial should be seen by all young women, who are working as engineers, doctors, teachers with good income but who are very unhappy.
Life is a struggle for a woman, as it is she who is to compromise all her life. First, she has to move from her 1st home to in laws or husband's house & make it her 2nd home.BY the time she gets settled, she may have to move out, as there may be practical difficulties, like split in the family. When the children grow up & gets married,children may move, leaving the mother alone to move on. No doubt she will live on, but it hurts & disturbs to compromise every time, due to emotional break down, which a man does not feel. It is said Change is universal, one has to adapt & live on. But when one has passed the prime age it becomes tough & leads to deppression resulting in failing health & the pessimism.
Nanjamma,faces life as it comes without fretting, crying. Even when she is thrownout of the house by her mother in law with 2 little kids, without a place to live ,she does not lose courage & finds a way to live on, bravely by mustering little help from a Jangama & Gowda. THe serial should be seen by all young women, who are working as engineers, doctors, teachers with good income but who are very unhappy.
Life is a struggle for a woman, as it is she who is to compromise all her life. First, she has to move from her 1st home to in laws or husband's house & make it her 2nd home.BY the time she gets settled, she may have to move out, as there may be practical difficulties, like split in the family. When the children grow up & gets married,children may move, leaving the mother alone to move on. No doubt she will live on, but it hurts & disturbs to compromise every time, due to emotional break down, which a man does not feel. It is said Change is universal, one has to adapt & live on. But when one has passed the prime age it becomes tough & leads to deppression resulting in failing health & the pessimism.
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Flight Of Days
Today is April 4th. Three months,90 days are gone by of the year 2009. The days fly,the weeks jump, months pass into year, a new year comes & goes, increasing the age . It is nothing but gardening, cooking, Viewing TV serials & reading the paper in between.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Dream which never come off???
I was dreaming of going back to cool lively Madikeri after retirement. But even after 2 years of retirement I am not able to move. Though I have a place of my own there, I cant go as I cant live alone. I have the passion, rather obsession of gardening, for which there is no sufficient place in B'lore. I am 60 now. I dont want anything now, but a little place to plant my plants, nurture them, & to sit back & enjoy flowers.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Wedding season.
The year 2008 started with a sad news of Usha's death, but followed by series of weddings.first it was Deepa's wedding on 10th May. But I was not in India to attend the wedding, as I was in U.S.
It was the ist function at Madikeri after Tammanaiah' death, with an intervel of 26 years. However I was happy to attend the wedding reception on 18th May in B'lore at ISKON. It was followed by Reshmas wedding on 5th June. 6th was the 1st Birth day of Mahia.
On july 10th was the wedding of Shama. The year ended with wedding of Dilip on 24th December. New year started without any bad news. THen Shilpas wedding on 20th Feb2009. One more wedding is to go on Apri;13th, that of Shashi. After that for another 2 years there will be no weddings as the children are young.
Every wedding brings back the memories of my cousins & sister Kusumas wedding which were celeberated at home. Then wedding means the arrival of the dear & near ones a weak before wedding. The marriage preparations, like setting the pendal, inviting the guests, shopping, arraning things etc. There was not much expenses, as it is today but an atmosphere of love & affection, laughing, gossiping, querreling with cousins, getting scoldings from elder sisters,aunties, uncles. Oh it is a world gone by forever, which will never ever come back. Now everything has become routine, or to say a distant feeling, not because we dont have affection with siblings or relations, but lack of time, as everybody is busy with their work. Those leisurely , lazy days are gone.
Almost every body in the family are settled in Bangalore, so no need to go & stay in the wedding house. It is going early in the morning & coming back at night, without much involvement. The depth in relation is lost. Each one is confined in his/her world. No one is bothered about others. It is the attitude which has changed, not the lack of time. We can find time if we have mind to do, but no one wants to set their mind on anyhing, except the daily routine of Monday to Sunday. The days roll to years & the time flies. The beautiful relationship is lapsing.
It was the ist function at Madikeri after Tammanaiah' death, with an intervel of 26 years. However I was happy to attend the wedding reception on 18th May in B'lore at ISKON. It was followed by Reshmas wedding on 5th June. 6th was the 1st Birth day of Mahia.
On july 10th was the wedding of Shama. The year ended with wedding of Dilip on 24th December. New year started without any bad news. THen Shilpas wedding on 20th Feb2009. One more wedding is to go on Apri;13th, that of Shashi. After that for another 2 years there will be no weddings as the children are young.
Every wedding brings back the memories of my cousins & sister Kusumas wedding which were celeberated at home. Then wedding means the arrival of the dear & near ones a weak before wedding. The marriage preparations, like setting the pendal, inviting the guests, shopping, arraning things etc. There was not much expenses, as it is today but an atmosphere of love & affection, laughing, gossiping, querreling with cousins, getting scoldings from elder sisters,aunties, uncles. Oh it is a world gone by forever, which will never ever come back. Now everything has become routine, or to say a distant feeling, not because we dont have affection with siblings or relations, but lack of time, as everybody is busy with their work. Those leisurely , lazy days are gone.
Almost every body in the family are settled in Bangalore, so no need to go & stay in the wedding house. It is going early in the morning & coming back at night, without much involvement. The depth in relation is lost. Each one is confined in his/her world. No one is bothered about others. It is the attitude which has changed, not the lack of time. We can find time if we have mind to do, but no one wants to set their mind on anyhing, except the daily routine of Monday to Sunday. The days roll to years & the time flies. The beautiful relationship is lapsing.
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