Thursday, 10 November 2011

Random Shots....

...It was a cloudy but bright day yesterday, slightly colder than usual, yet definitely retaining the 'zing' of freshness I had felt that morning, cycling back from work....
 After a day spent shepherding the tots to school, reading with little Darren Riddle and getting back home to crash into bed, I had just woken up and taken a shower around afternoon.
Now here I was, walking around Lewsey on my way to pick up Shivangi and Rani from school, delightfully early, for a nice change!! While listening to my Phillips MP4 player, I was mesmerized by the beauty and freshness all around...Up Purcell Road I went and the rain-washed trees looked smartly dressed, despite the yellowing of their autumn leaves leaving most of their branches bare...
Then, on an impulse, I fished out my Nokia X6 phone and went shutter-happy, trying to find patterns, colours, sights and vistas...
Here are some of all of those!


This tree is something of an overgrown shrub, in a wilderness-style garden in our neighbourhood.. The soil is chalk and lime, but the sloping terrain ensures good drainage and hence its thriving beauty!







My brother and Dad can accurately tell me what kind of clouds these are... my guess is cirrus... what remains to be seen is if I'm right!
NOKIA; CONNECTING PEOPLE!!



DUSK...



LEWSEY ROADS!



This tree is one of my winter favourites- leafless it may be, but its still beautiful!!... so quintessentially British!!

Reminds me of trees in old renderings in books at SID..
...and Kireet Sir telling our batch as we pored over Arcitectural Renderings   ..." PLEASE draw Indian Trees when you do your renderings, do not copy from the books featuring Maples, birches or Cherries!!" 





 Ivy on a fence!!












Feather-edged fencing; graffiti NOT included!!




now you see 'em...
...now you don't!!

Being Food-wise and Fancy-free!

I made Prachi's shared recipe of Pasta Salad yesterday, and even my Raj, who is otherwise super calorie-conscious was tempted to try my fare which was quite healthy, given the low-fat mayo and smidgen of olive-oil I used...
Here's the picto -recipe, for foodies who like to go their own way, with less fuss and more 'Ooh La La!!'

Cut up your salad; you can have batons, buttons or dices!

Boil the Penne until cooked Al- Dente
Top with grated cheese whilst warm; it will make the cheese go nice 'n' gooey!

Ummm, don't forget the black olives, and Mediterranean herbs 

Dress with any/all of these- Mayo, lime juice, olive oil !! 

Finish with Sea-salt, pepper and more cheese.

Wash you hands and toss everything around in a bowl!!

Or better still, get your kids to do it for you as you lay the table!! Trust me, their hoots of joyous laughter will reverberate long after the meal is over!!
Enjoy!!


Sunday, 6 November 2011

Reminisces of a childhood past...

Since as far back as I can remember, I've always harbored a deep, insatiable love for freedom...As a child, my version of it was to hurtle down sloping streets on a bicycle with my brother- hair flying, cotton dress flapping in the breeze.... We'd invented a dangerous but exciting technique, quite akin to the circus-stunt, tree-climbing games we played; we'd go 'double-riding' on the bike, with the person seated on the saddle seat using their hands to steer, while the one in the back, seated atop the uncomfortable carrier pedaled furiously, unaware of where we were headed!!
I am not one to live in the past and forgo my present but I realize, as do millions of adults- irrespective of their profession, social standing, family dynamics or culture- with a pang, that my childhood days were the best days of my life...
As a mother, I feel the joy and the wonder of watching my babies grow in front of my very eyes and marvel at the fleetingness of time, the realization that this moment with them will never return...so, whether we're reading, playing, walking to school or bathing, I try to live in THE MOMENT with them, and make sure they enjoy their precious days as children!
My first-born displays behaviour which, at times, is difficult to 'read' and has some co-ordination and behavioural difficulties. As a mother I can understand her well enough to know how to deal with her when she is unreasonable or stubborn, as against the times when she is genuinely unable to 'crack it'. So I've consciously adapted my life to suit hers- helping her enjoy and achieve, and I often indulge her 'competitive' streak vis-a-vis her little sister! I also try to find new games, tasks, places to visit etc to engage her and give her a enriching exposure to LIFE!! Often, she finds everything we do 'too much'' to take, so she both, loves me to bits and hates my guts, in turns... 
My husband, Raj, is much more placating and calm, often giving her his  undivided love and affection, letting her play with things as he watches her...I love this simplicity, this uncomplicated love- selfless and unconditional. She loves music and beads, cuddly toys and chocolates....she likes cuddles too, and will often greet her favourite people with a kiss on the cheek and a great big hug. Her smile is heartfelt and melts my insides, making me smile outwards and cry from happiness inside!
Our second child is growing up faster than her years, owing, perhaps, to her sister's perceived and actual difficulties. She is my little big girl, my friend, my angel...She seems to understand her sister better than most, and often acts like the big-sis herself. she draws beautifully vivid pictures, tries to write neatly, play responsibly, is often the ringleader in their games together and yet still sucks her thumb! She's got big, beautiful eyes and a terrific smile that's missing two front teeth!! She loves singing along, the great outdoors and bikes too!


My dream for them is to be free to choose the path their lives will take, letting them spend as much time as they need to making that decision. Its because we only live once, and this is the only shot they'll get... Besides, regret and hindsight have no place in life if we are be truly happy....and FREEDOM in essence, is the POWER TO CHOOSE...