experience, Family, Poetry

Little Imprints

They say you can never lose something you never had
But what a beautiful thing it is to have loved
Someone that was so close, yet far away
How do we say good-bye?

Like time suspended,
A wound untended,
You and us

Your little imprints on our hearts forever
In Memoriam


Adventure, Comedy, experience, Family, life, Writing Challenges

Modern Families – Now vs Then

So, here I was trying to get hold of a writing prompt to inspire me and up comes this one! Note, this prompt is dated exactly a year ago. Weird huh!

Daily Prompt :- Modern Families

If one of your late ancestors were to come back from the dead and join you for dinner, what things about your family would this person find the most shocking?

Disclaimer: I value my family and the traditions, heritage that they all put stock into. It has definitely help shape who I am. To be read with a pinch of salt. Any sense of disrespect is definitely not intended.

 Let’s get started.

Curtains Open : Great Grandparents get down from a strangely shaped contraception called Time Turner. After exchanging pleasantries, my parents invite them into the house.

Shock #1: Is this your house or the servant quarters?

You see, long ago, my ancestors lived in huge houses that roughly covered an area equal to one floor of an apartment complex. Not to mention the lush green backyards, with elaborate gardens. The current living situation would definitely make them claustrophobic. If you still don’t believe me take a look at this –

Shock #2: Changes in Lifestyle

Right from my clothing to my education, my job, my marital status, my opinions would be a shock for my great grandparents. Don’t get me started on the scientific advancement. The shock would have more to do with the possibility of all these things and not the thing itself.


Shock #3: Advent of Nuclear Families

I think this would be the biggest shock of them all. Once upon a time, joint families were the norm. The house would be full of cousins, siblings, aunts & uncles. Everyday used to be a huge celebration of sorts. Today, none of us stay in the same place as our siblings, leave alone cousins. We talk to them once in a while and meet them rarely on family functions. Agreed, technology does help but it cannot bring back what once was. The family gap is widening folks.

Even after all these shocks, I think my great grandparents would still be extremely happy to have met their great grand kid, pamper me and of course bless us all before its time to go back.

So how do you think your ancestors would react?

Culture, experience, Family, life

Being an Only Child


The stereotypical only child is generally considered to be a selfish, pampered brat lacking social skills. Though smaller families are now the norm, the myths about only children continues to prevail. We are considered ill adjusted, socially inept loners. As I approach my mid-twenties I think it’s safe to say that I have grown into semi-successful (there is still a long way to go!) well-adjusted adult.

Many say that only children miss out on cultivating basic social skills. Unless a child is completely cut off from his or her peers, I can’t see how basic skills like sharing could go unlearned. Whatever social skills I didn’t pick up at home were quickly acquired in the classroom.


Are all only children spoiled? Well, the parents’ financial situation is a key factor.  Only children seem to have more because they don’t have siblings to share with. From chocolates to education, only children are the sole recipients of their parents’ resources including parental attention.  But this doesn’t imply that all of them end up being spoiled. Rather it’s often the contrary where parents take extra care to make sure that the children understand the importance of money and use it carefully.

Being an only child taught me the most valuable skill of all: the ability to be alone. Sure I had friends growing up, but I was just as content to sit in my bedroom alone reading my comic books or playing video games as I was to have a friend join me. Being alone so often at a young age allowed me to cultivate an extensive imagination. Did I get lonely as a kid? Sure. Thankfully, I forged strong friendships.


I guess the only downside to this skill is sometimes I tend value my alone time a bit too much.

“I have to be alone very often. I’d be quite happy if I spent from Saturday night until Monday morning alone in my apartment. That’s how I refuel.” – Audrey Hepburn.

I somehow connect to this quote too well. Sometimes my close friends complain on the sudden bursts of hiatus that I undergo. It is probably a trait of my personality as well but sometimes I just need to get away from everything for a while!

Blended families create a new breed of only children like myself. I have an amazing bunch of first cousins both from my mother’s and father’s side. We spent most of our childhood together playing, goofing around and what not. I believe that I have the best of both worlds but I can’t pretend to understand what it’s like to have siblings in the traditional sense. Despite that, having had a positive experience growing up as an only child, I can’t imagine anything different 😀

Culture, experience, Family, life, NaPoWriMo, Poetry

My Parents

I wasn’t raised in a palace
Or fed with a silver spoon
I wasn’t taught money is all,
Or to give up when I fall.

I wasn’t raised to tread the popular path
But carve my own from all my worth
You are the reason I am so strong
With you two nothing could go wrong my_parents

An epitome of beauty, poise and grace,
Overflowing with love through and through
Quiet determination on your face,
Amma, when in trouble, I hope I am half as strong as you

An embodiment of strength and energy
Sulking rarely, cracking jokes hard to construe
Your unshakeable faith and honesty amazes me,
Appa, when in a dilemma, I hope to be as prudent as you

You have taught me much of growing up
Of life and several other wondrous things
But mainly how love has no seeming end
Like shimmering bonds of golden rings.

Poem #30  for National Poetry Writing Month Challenge

Comedy, experience, Family, life, world

The Woes of a Common Cold Attack

This is one ailment that has managed to elude science and all the greatest advancements in medicine for years now. Though this “attack” is supposed to last only for a few days, the amount of torture one undergoes is unimaginable!


All those willing to proceed, beware that an Ick Alert has been Issued!

Land of Dust

Your throat feels like a dusty old mine. The scratchy old geezer makes you regret breathing. Every gust of air inhaled feels like dry ice and makes you cough unexpectedly and inevitably on someone’s face!


To Sneeze or not to Sneeze

Your nose feels tingly and the sneeze fidgets nervously whether or not to make a grand appearance. More often than not you are left squinting like a lop-sided moron waiting for the sneeze that never comes out!


When it does come out, with a loud exclamation of ACHOOOOO you inadvertently spray the vicinity and mark your territory! If there is a tissue in hand then all izz well else . . . . 😐

Mini Rock Concert in your Head

The dull pounding in your head resembles a mini rock concert. The  jabs of pain make you wince in agony. Your head weighs like a big watermelon resting on unstable sand-like shoulders, about to fall off anytime. Every noise around you sounds as if amplified a hundred fold and echoes inside like forever!


Puffy Cheeks

If you happen to be a victim of sinusitis as well then aloha! Its double trouble for you buddy! Common cold and sinusitis are like these thick brothers who cannot even stay apart a pico second. Pretty annoying really!


This results in your cheeks swelling like a puffer fish and not to mention the pain that courses through these puffy cheeks even at the slightest touch!

Open Sesame

These magical words work on your nose in such a way that it leaves you guessing every time. One time it becomes a perilous flow of  sticky liquid pouring down with no barriers to stop it. Stuffing Kleenex barely slows this cascade down and yes the icky stuff gets on your hand! No point in saying Chi!


Yet another time, it transforms into a clogged pipe from the depths of hell and even if you blow the nose as if your innards are going to pop out, the canal remains stubbornly closed leaving you in the misery of sniffing loudly.

Psychotic Body Temperature

Your body temperature becomes so wacky that what starts out as a cold night, snuggling under the blankets soon turns into a disgustingly sweaty night. It’s as if someone is flicking a switch on and off inside your body to induce these drastic changes. This goes on and on till you get so frustrated tossing around that sleep is successfully kept at bay!


Diabolical Cough

After the first stages of attack on the body, this demon begins to surface. Till date I have not found out what the hell sets this off! Whether it is the change in the posture/speed of breathing – who knows 😯 Anyways it sets off a continuous coughing spree not very different from a machine gun firing at top speed.


The dry racking cough is sometimes so severe as to bring tears to one’s eyes. Such intensity leads to a probing pain in the abdomen when the next fit starts off.

Energy Tank Empty

Last but not the least, this demon sucks off every last ounce of energy in your system. Once you settle down into a particular posture, even if there was a threat to your life you would decline to move.empty_tank

There is nothing in the world that can drive this away completely and resistance is futile. All that you need is  – a hot home-made “molagu rasam” and mother’s pampering 🙂

P.S. Looking forward to being pampered at home this weekend is helping me get through this attack 😀

Culture, experience, Family, friend, life

Magic of a Bygone Era-1: Play Time!

Childhood is not from birth to a certain age and at a certain age
The child is grown, and puts away childish things.
Childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies.

Childhood is one of the most cherished phases of anyone’s life. There are moments which plaster huge grins on our faces with sheer recollection. Whether it be the pranks we pulled, the childish petulance or the fun we had just running around, these memories make us long for a time turner. This series is a nostalgic recollection of the time that has passed by so quickly that we often wonder where it all went.

The word “Play Time” used to send us rushing out into the grounds at the speed of light. If it isn’t fun, it isn’t playing – that was our motto. A trip down the memory lane along with a friend made me recollect some of my favorites and all time classic games (with made up rules of course 😀 )


Pandi : A creative and funny game of hopscotch played using flat stones or broken pieces of pottery. A typical round would start with throwing the stone into a box, hop back and forth all the other boxes, picking up the stone and jumping out.  Advanced versions include “holding the stone in the palm”, “alternate skipping”. As the game progresses, there are complex rules governing the ownership of these boxes. Extremely strict LoC policies would be followed to check if the stone was within the stipulated box or not.

Five Stones

Kallaanga: A set of 5 stones or more are thrown and caught in different fashions. Based on how the stones are to be caught, this game can shift from being simple to extremely complicated. Inevitably being screamed at by mom for collecting different types of stones and stashing at home to master this game (at least I have been 😀 )

Lock and Key

Lock & Key: My all-time favorite catch game!. The catcher  locks down as many people as possible and the other players roaming try to free those caught without being locked themselves. When a stalemate occurs, the “it” goes down screaming “sharabi” and everyone runs in to tap the catcher. The one coming in last becomes the next “it”.

Name Place Animal Thing

Name, Place, Animal, Things : Eternal pastime in between classes and free periods. Best played with as many players as possible, given a letter, each one of them needs to jot down a name, place animal and thing. Each unique word is awarded full points and common words are awarded partial credit. The fleeting feel of happiness when no one has the same words as yours is priceless 🙂

Book Cricket

Book Cricket : Flip – stop – flip – stop – Voila! Using boring textbooks, an entire cricket series can be played with runs, wickets, averages and what not. The number of runs scored corresponds to the last digit of the page number with special combinations for extras. The stiff contests and inter-bench tournaments were precious!

pen fight

Pen Fight : The ultimate showdown for the master of the universe,  the war between two or more pens on a desk trying to knock each other out. Lot of strategic thinking behind the scenes to use the right pen and correct shots. One wrong move could send your pen spinning into the jaws of defeat! Quick games in between classes and probably one of the few reasons we used to go to school early! 🙂

Current Pass

Current Pass : A group of people sitting around in a circle try to communicate from one person to another as directed by the “it”. His/her job is to find out how the message is being passed by the group. Plenty of scratching and tickling and giggling! Pity the catcher in this game. Even when possessed with Hawkeye, people always lied their way out of getting caught 😛
red letter
Red Letter : Standing at a distance, the catcher calls out alphabets. The players need to move forward the same number of steps as the frequency of alphabets in their names. The one to get closest to the catcher should touch the catcher once and run back to the start line without getting caught. The game where the catcher could pick off individuals one by one… Absolute control 😀

Chain Catch : The catcher starts running and shouts the name of the person to be chased. At the last second, the player being chased shouts another name who becomes the “it” and starts chasing the previous catcher and so on. A couple of quick chain changes and Loads of confusion and laughter guaranteed 🙂

Ace of Spades

Cards & Board Games :
  Bluffing away to glory on a random pack of cards or remembering the cards discarded in a game of ass or dropping the wild card in a game of Uno, train journeys to birthday parties, a game of cards would be inevitable. Buying services, constructing hotels or getting thrown in jail – part and parcel of the board game Business. Eyes glistening when earning profits, sulking with loss, praying fervently to the all gods to make the dice roll as needed, the game held us all in fascination. Being the banker was always a prestigious thing 😀

The most vivid memories I have are how we used to decide who the catcher of the game would be.

” Oh god please tell me who is the catcher in this game, a e i o u  that is your telephone number 1,2,3, you go free” or “saa-boo-three” or “inky pinky ponky father had a donkey…”

Today, there are several electronic devices in the market that promise the recreation of surreal virtual environments for games. Shooting aliens on screens with controllers, smashing pigs with angry birds, these  are probably in a league of their own. But I wonder if anything would even come closer to the joy of running berserk in the playground in the middle of the day, completely oblivious to the world around and screaming “Lets Play Lets Play”!