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Heredity is the worst traits coming from the other parent.

Love Triangle - here and there

He was indebted to his rich childhood friend without whose help climbing the ladder of life was next to impossible. A debt which he knew he would never be able to repay.

There was this beautiful lady he was in love with. She too reciprocated his love.

One day when his friend expressed his love for this beautiful lady, he thanks God for the opportunity given to repay his debt. Off he goes with his childhood friend’s proposal to her.

When she refuses he insists saying love is nothing without sacrifice. Sacrifice what love itself is it she retorts back. He refused to listen and leaves her asking her to forget him forever.

Not willing to be another man’s wife she takes her own life away.
Friend has been listening to the conversation between these two. Not wanting to be in their way and yet not able to forget her he too kills himself.
Distraught by the death of his childhood friend and lover, he too commits suicide.
At heaven the friends meet and feel happy for each other. While hugging each other they notice her approaching them.

who is the fool?

I was just watching this serial. One person in this serial happens to be real fool or at least considered by others as fool. Another person residing in the same locality is in need of Rs.15000/- After trying all his friends, and meeting only with disappointment, he is returning home and enroute meets this so called fool. After they exchange the basic courtesy, our friend on being insisted why he looks so dejected decides there is no harm in telling his requirement and finding out if the fool can help him.

Here is how their conversation goes:
Aapke paas kuch rupye honge kya?
Kitna chahiye?
pandhrah hazaar rupye chahiye, hai kya aapke paas?
Nahi ji, mere paas tho sirf pachis hazaar rupye hain.
Oh koi baat nahin, mai kisi aur se pooch loonga…

Do you have any cash
How much do you need
I need Rs.15000, do you have it?
No, I have only Rs.25000
Oh no problem at all, I will ask someone else.

Now who is the fool here??

Unpleasantness in a showroom

There is this showroom recently opened in my locality. At my friend’s suggestion that it held a lot of varieties at reasonable rates, I thought why not give it a go. Along with my daughter I entered the textile showroom. For a new showroom it lacked the sense of neatness. Clothes were heaped on tables. Oh yes there were some on the hangers and some on the shelf too. But the tables had the most of them. Digging into the table we found a dress which we thought was looking ok. As we removed it from the pile….a sudden stench of sweat greeted our nose. The depth of stench came exactly from the dress which we felt was good in terms of pattern, design and colour. We could not continue our purchase in that showroom. It lacked neatness, cleanliness and hygiene…………..and thereby making us hurry for the exit.


But that made me ponder. Most of the showrooms have a trial room for customers to try on the dress and then go ahead to choose to buy or not. What would be the best way to avoid this unpleasantness? An unpleasantness, that makes one walk out of the shop. I think the answer lies, a lot on the customer as much as it lies on the showroom owner and salesperson.

The kids these days…

We have a kids' pool in our residential complex. Many kids enjoy splashing and playing in the water. Rainy season or weather being chill is no excuse to stop them from entering the pool. Parents, who do try to, are branded the worst parents (especially the mothers) one could ever come across because they are the biggest obstacles coming in the way of the children’s happiness and enjoyment.

This one child’s act on one day though is worth mentioning.

The guard drains the water from the pool by around 6 pm. So this day too he did the same. My neighbor saw that though the guard had opened the valve to drain the water…the water level was not receding. And all the kids were enjoying the pool with same enthusiasm. Well not all, she noticed one kid standing in a corner, his face filled with happiness to see his friends jump and splash around the water. She went up to him and asked him why he was standing aside and wondered aloud why the water was not getting drained. Giving her a look of – what you don’t know this - he replied that he was standing aside so that his feet blocked the hole where the water gets drained and that is the same reply as to why the water was not getting drained. A look of delight was very much explicit in the kid’s face.
Oh god the kids these days indeed.

MIND

Very difficult indeed it is to control the mind. It tends to tread on and adhere to exactly those memories that we don't want it to go. It plays a wonderful role in remembering and raking up those issues that we

really want to forget.

down the memory lane

Going down the memory lane
I went through my life again
Many incidents that did bring
Silent tears to my eyes
And still many did bring
A happy smile on my lips
Many a memory I did find
To last forever in mind

Life

Many different ways in life to share
Many different ways in life to care
Many different ways in life to love
Many different ways in life to live

But only when a catastrophe strikes us
That shatters us and tears us apart -
That too sometimes way too late
Do we choose to change the path.

Traffic Constable

I was walking down the road in Adyar and turned into a smaller street. Four young men on two bikes went past me. They were suddenly stopped by a traffic constable. I could not assess what wrong these four young men could have done. They were on the right side of the road. They had not entered the wrong side of a one way. They were wearing helmets. There were only two men in each bike. The speed with which they crossed me showed they were within speed limits. Then why did the traffic constable stop them. The young men were showing their licence but the traffic constable seemed not contented. The men were then seen searching their pockets. I was almost nearing them when the traffic constable lifted his head and his face showed a change. I looked in that direction and saw a beautiful young lady approach him with a beautiful smile. It was exactly the time when the boys gathered some money from their pockets and turned to hand it over to the constable. “Please sir, this is all we have.” one of the young man was saying. As this beautiful lady neared the constable, I heard him advice the boys not to over speed and also to ensure such mistakes did not happen again. And he let them go. Heaving a sigh of relief at not having been given a fine and that they did not have to part with their money, the young men left, smiling and silently thanking the beautiful young lady.
I heard the beautiful lady ask the traffic constable for some address as I continued my walking.
Wow...what difference a beautiful lady on the road could bring about!!!

Deepu's school sports day

October 1st was Deepu’s school sports day. He was rejected during the preliminaries held at school. Very upset he said it was all due to his friends’ fault who failed to keep to their track and marching the wrong way during march-past. As such he was not in any event. I told him participation was important and he had participated in most of the events and that is all that matters. On his insisting I went to attend the sports day function of Navadisha Montessori School.

As soon as he reached the stadium he asked me and his sister Anu, to sit. Saying he has to be with his other friends he just absconded. Soon the events started and I was enjoying the tiny tots in action. I was amused by one particular event. Kids from 1st standard lined up for a 50 meter race. These kids had seen others run and not knowing how far they have to run, they continued their race past the finishing line. Wow…no stop at all they just enjoyed running and were in action. The PT master had to run behind them to stop them. 50 meter race and they had already crossed 200 meter mark. Their innocence was just beautiful to see.

Ok back to my son Deepu. He came sometime later saying he was thirsty. Took the water bottle and as a passing remark he mentioned about a puppy that lay hurt and bleeding. Again zoom he vanished. Past lunch time he came to me and said he was hungry. I gave him his packet of lunch. Saying he would eat with his friends off he went again. An hour later, time to go home and Anu went in search of him. Yonder under a tree he was seen with two of his friends. Anu returned with him, and he was sulking. Why so early we have to leave was the reason behind his sulking. I looked at Anu and she shrugged saying he and his friends were busy with three puppies and its mother.

Enroute I asked him what are the events he really watched and what he really enjoyed during the sports event. He mumbled something about running race and was silent. And then he told me about his day in the field. He and his friends had spotted a puppy that was hurt in its leg and had fallen in an ant hole. With the help of an elder person they took it out and had managed to clean it. Proudly he said he was asked to be in charge of the puppies - ensuring no one tried to harm it. He had managed to give it some water. Having a little rice for himself he had offered the rest of his lunch to the puppies and their mother. The mother dog seemed to trust him and let him pat her puppies. He was even allowed to have the puppy in his lap. He and his friends had given names for the three puppies. A gleam shone in his face as he described his day.

Seeing other children compete in final events, I did long to see my son there…not to win races but to be present in the events. But as he described his day with such pride in his voice, I felt this was much better than seeing the medals and certificates which were lying for the winners. The hurt in his face as he described the puppy suffer, helping the puppy and its mother and the happiness on having done his little bit for them made me feel proud of my son. Any medal or certificate would seem very small to this act of his I felt. Hugging him and tears

of joy in my eyes…we returned home, having enjoyed a beautiful day.