My Little son,Gabby

When I watch my little son trying to do every small thing that we grown ups do in a big way, I admire his curiosity and confidence. His bright eyes shining Gabby fiddles with every household item and has his hands on all the electronic items like TV, DVD etc. In the last 6 months I have thrice changed my mobile phone because of the catastrophe it was subjected to many times. The TV remote is partially working and the fridge door is almost done. With his tweak sounding shoe on he tries to peep through every hole in my garden to experiment even the wildest ants and insects. We got our front area cemented recently because when it was muddy Gabby jumped into and played in the slushy pool of water that gets accumulated after rain.
Gabby’s lenient, easy going and ever smiling grandfather who was a like strict military officer until Gabby’s birth is always on Gabby’s side, supporting and comforting Gabby when he gets scolded and punished. Gabby acts as though he has not heard any thing when my husband scolds him hard and takes advantage of his grandmother and runs to her as though she is his entire world. I had left him alone in the dining hall just for a few minutes and when I came back I noticed that he had broken all the tea mugs one by one and was fiddling with the glass pieces. My husband got very furious at him and started to scold him, but he acted as though he did not hear a word what was said.
Recently we set up a new aquarium in our living room with 12 new golden fish. Gabby was around it 24/7. Unable to reach it because we had set it a little higher from the floor, he was very upset. But still he was amused and always thought about it.Before sleep he used to say these two words- Mee- Mee and as soon as he gets up in the morning he repeats the same words. Now he has grown a little taller and is capable of climbing onto the sofa to reach the aquarium and his hands are always on the water. Trying to hold the fish, sometimes taking it alive out and then putting it back again, trying to take out the pebbles and all mischievous things with the aquarium. I wonder when he is going to give a farewell for it once and for all.
I must add that even at this age he has a keen interest in music and keeps his ears open to good songs. He pauses when there is good music around and tries to imitate sometimes. In the evenings when I paint, he watches me closely and tries to hold the brush and paint as well. We all applaud and congradulate him when he kicks the ball with a bend professionally….. it is a real joy that God has blessed us with.

Sleepy Confessions:

I wanted to add this note deliberately in this public blog because it was parked long before on my private one, but whenever I read through it I was amused and I wanted to share the joy of this simple confession to others – especially my batch mates with whom I had loads of fun in class.
Today in class room when am lecturing I hate some students who fall asleep and some of them are deep in sleep even before I enter as though they worked in rice mills the previous night. I justify my anger because I have worked hard to prepare my lecture notes so that they can score high.
But when I think about my student life I should confess that all this mischief was certainly a part of mine too. By the grace of God I was able to be a university Gold medalist in graduation with the help of my parents, teachers and friends, but I have to admit that I was NOT A TOTAL BOOK WORM. I loved to sleep in the hostel after lunch even though I had exams the next day and never liked to do mathematical problems in class room when the lecturer teaches. In class rooms sometimes when it is a really boring class like CIM or OM, mostly all of us feel sleepy and we end up pinching each other when the lecturer turns toward the board.. 
Especially in the morning, first hour I used to feel very tired and that was for no reason at all. My back bench people used to sleep off the first hour and be energized in the next. But I used to somehow manage to sit awake in the first hour but in the second and the third, I couldn’t help my eyelids shutting down by themselves. Holding hard on the bench some times sitting upright I have fallen asleep.
Exactly at 10.45 AM my bench mate Padu and myself used to open our purses and pull out a 10 rupee note each so that as soon as our lecturer goes out of the borrring class room we can run out to the canteen for a short break( which normally is long and we enter the next class evidently late).
The canteen would always be buzzing with activity and the smell of hot bajjis would drag us before we quench our eagerness. Chatting with seniors and discussing about a desalination project or reengineering, we would just sit in the canteen for the next 10 to 15 minutes landing late to class. Now it would not be just the two of us who are late comers but some of our other friends also. Pushing one against the other some how we would apologize and manage to get into the class… ready for the next nap.

Mystified in Mysteries

Confused and distressed I am and so I scribbled these here….
The funny thing about life is that
When you are too good,
Then you are branded a nut or a dumb.
If you are cautious you are called a chaloo.
If you are trying to be sufficient and sovereign,
Then you are called self-centered.
If you are saving money then you are called a miser;
Spending then a lavish or spendthrift.
If you are religious you are called a fanatic,
And if you are an atheist, you are called agnostic.
If you are romantic you are called a lunatic; talkative, then a flirt.
When assertive they call you rude,
When dignified they call you a head weight.
If you sleep when you want to, they call you lazy,
When you are awake when they sleep, they call you tireless or bookworm.
If you dress up colorful they call you glamorous,
And if you are professional they call you dull.
If you are thinking for some time, they call you a day dreamer,
And if you are listening they call you silent.
Though they say all this, none is there when in need
Neither in deed, not even to heed.
But mostly we end up worrying what others think about us and what they say about us
Why the hell is all this happening !!!!