GENERATION DIFFERENCE

Today when i see the new generation, I find them so different from our types, yes its natural as we are from a different generation but somethings are forever ..atleast I feel like that..Like..

I am a housewife, so for last 40 years, whatever time my husband goes to work, i am always up,look after his breakfast and if required give him ;lunch whatever and then give him an affectionate bye:)...
Now today's scenario..neither wives bother, nor husbands need them, everybody is on his own for these things..eat what you want, when you want, how you want..
..For us living for the other  showed our bond , our love and commitment, and this is just one thing, I see many points like that which is why today bonds are not so strong and secure.

Today young mothers are obsessed with their children..be it their food, clothes, classes, everything they aspire for, should be more than then can afford even.Once i saw that a mother was taking the picture of daughter who was on the swing,and father was helping her, so the mother asked father to move, as she wanted the picture of only the girl..hey..hello..you daughter is not modelling, a picture with father will look better even.This type of exclusivity I find totally unwanted and un appealingand sometime rude too.For mothers, nobody exists in their planet be it husband or other family members except their child.I fear that these children may grow up into self centred adults...because everybody is adjusted according to them

Whereas we had an inclusive family where leave aside our parents, even other relatives also came and were looked after, as we adjusted everything and it didnt mean that we loved our children any less, but for us way of life was different ......we lived not for self only, it included others also.

what do you think?

trip to madurai kodai, rameshwaram and kanyakumari

Earlier when we were in Hyderabad we planned a trip to all these places all together.we went in August but it was very hot in Kanyakumari and Rameshwaram, I think its better to go in winter like from nov. to February.we took Charminar express from Hyderabad to CChennai and reached Chennai in the morning. There we had to wait at the platform as our next train vagai express was at noon. From vagai express we went to Madurai, this is quite good train with chair car facility. we reached Madurai around 8pm, took a hotel, had a bath and came out for dinner and for booking of our onward trips Food and lodging both is good and plenty and reasonable in Madurai. To our surprise many people were speaking Hindi and sometimes they told us themselves that they know Hindi we can converse in Hindi:)

Next day we went to meenakshi temple in the morning ourselves as were staying very near to the temple.This is a huge temple with some unique statues, many type of poojas were going on, we took a guide and just for Rs.50/ he helped us a lot, apprised us all the details and the stories connected to the temple and how ll the poojas should be done.We did all that and felt very happy.
I had thought long time back that I will go to Meenakshi temple some time, this time god made it possible for us.Then there are some shops outside, Madurai is famous for its madurai silk and cotton. I bought a few sarees and then had lunch.

After lunch we took a conducted tour of Madurai, good for getting a feel of the city. I am a lover of historic places and very much interested in other cultures and everything about them.so good for me, and we saw many ancient temples..

Around 9.30 we took out conducted tour for Rameshwaram,sat in the bus and around 1.30 we reached there, since we had demanded delux lodgings, he gave us a non ac room,not very good, the only redeeming point about it was that from the window we could see the see, fishing boats and all.Otherwise in these tours hotels provided were not upto the mark.In the morning at 5 a guide came for us, he took us to take a dip in the sea at the time of sunrise and then we went to to 22kund(wells) one by one where he would take out 2 buckets of water and pour over us.It was a magic moment for us,I could not believe that I am in Rameshwaram.This temple is very huge with 1000 pillars, and many shivlings there.There is a story about it, when lord Rama was preparing to cross the sea, he asked Hanuman to bring a shivling. When hanumanji was delayed Lord prepared a shivling then and there himself and started worshipping, and then Hanumaanji came. So bhagwan asked him to move the shivling he has made and at its place put the one he had brought. But Hanumaan ji could not move it.It was a defining moment for him. He understood the bhagwan had done all this to tell him his place as he was getting too proud.

After the bath there we did pooja and abhishekam and then came to the hotel for breakfast and lunch. I felt so bad that the place with so much religious importance is full of poverty and misery.I had the lunch of Daal baati choorma , took a stroll and then sat in the bus around 1.30 for the return journey. While returning we saw the temple where the two stone chosen by Neel in ramayana are still floating in a water.

Reached around 5.30-6pm at madurai, took a hotel for freshening up and then again took the bus at 9.30 to kanyakumaari., reached there at2.30 or 3, slept a little and around 5.30 we went to see the sunrise.Its an amazing experience. In the morning everything there looks so beautiful, but our tour operator bungled everything, initially he said he will show us sunrise and then leave us at hotel to get ready and after that we will for sight seeing.But instead he didnt leave us at the hotel, so we did the sightseeing without freshening up, couldnt enjoy to the fullest.Took a ferry to see  rock and foot prints of parvati and then went to see the famous temple.In kanyakumaari there is so much to see that I realised we should have stayed there for one more day.any way there is always a next time.Again we came back to hotel and then after bath went to see the market and Chamunda temple. Kanyakumari is a beautiful place worth staying there, with many hotels in and around the sea.I didnt know that there is a train from madurai to kanyakumari, because train is always better than the bus.After the lunch we took back the bus for madurai, reached madurai around 7.30 or 8 and stayed at a hotel for a night.

Kanyakumari

Rameshwaram temple

madurai

vivekanand

ZOYA FACTOR..ANUJA CHAUHAN

This book is about Zoya Solanki who was born the minute India won world cup, and so she is considered lucky for cricket team.She works in advertising.When Indian team wins few match with her presence and loose a few when she is absent, many people get superstitious and some try to bring their politics there, like The head of BCCI Jagpal Lohiya who wants to bring his boy as the captain thru this, some political party wants to make her devi and stand in elections,some want her to endorse their products.Between all this she and the captain of Indian team Nikhil KHoda fall in love.
Starting is not very interesting and language is totally insipid and boring, literal translation of Hindi idioms and all like..what does his father's go...really irritates...Later on the plot becomes interesting, though main characters are quite filmi...Zoya is an ordinary short girl, wheres hero Nikhil Khoda is some one from M & B type variety..

You may read it, if you have free time, nothing more..

LESSON LEARNT

Every happening, great and small, is a parable whereby God speaks to us,

and the art of life is to get the message

Malcolm Muggeridge

This time I have been absent  from the blogging for a long period, I hope my blogger  friends havent forgotten me. Actually I was out of country, went to spend some time with my grand son. He is a total delight as he has started talking.I was all the time dancing to his tunes forgetting everything, my comfort, my free time, my tea:). But as soon as my husband reached there little one discarded me in his favour. Now it was only daadu, daadi go away..though it was only for 3-4 days, then he came back to me as nobody could serve him better than me:):). But this taught me a lesson , yes we can learn from day to day things also..I realised that whatever we do for anyone we are not indispensable to them, so never get too attached to anyone in life...live your life to your satisfaction but of course doing the right thing.....and that way you will have minimum regrets in life.....
Now a days I am reading Zoya Factor, and while there I finished Mountains Echoed

ARE YOU TALKING TOO MUCH?

normally we people are most talkative tribe..we talk all the time, but I feel very irritated when

People visiting us dont sit because they dont have time but talk one hour at the door while saying bye..

when I go to the bank, and people working behind the counter are either busy at the phone or talking with their colleagues, while the customer sits there fuming...

When I go to nearby store and the attendant there works like a zombie in sleep..taking all the time for just keeping my bad and giving me token.-

I go to some govt office for some documents, and people responsible for that are relaxing,chatting with all the time in the world at their disposal, whereas a long queue of people is waiting in front of them for their work.

I go to this nearest mall and the security women at the gate are all sitting together and talking, joking,neglecting their job of watching the entrants...and putting the security of the people at risk.

When at the security checkup at airports..people sitting at scanners are talking and taking their job lightly and again putting many lives at risk....

When I see a man on scooter driving with his head tilted on one side because he is balancing his mobile while talking..again putting many at risk...

Cant we have some rule which denies them talking...not while at JOB..do all your talking at your leisure time, but please be sincere in your profession...

A Lesson

I got his in email and just loved it, so sharing it...I wish there were more professors like the one here .....

A Lesson

 

 

A young man, a student in one of the universities, was one day taking a walk with a professor, who was commonly called the students' friend for his kindness to those who waited on his instructions.

 

As they went along, they saw lying in the path a pair of old shoes, which were supposed to belong to a poor man who was working in a field close by, and who had nearly finished his day's work . . .

 

Student turned to the professor, saying: "Let us play the man a trick:

 

we will hide his shoes, and hide ourselves behind those bushes, and wait to see his perplexity when he cannot find them ..."

 

"My young friend," answered the professor, "We should never amuse ourselves at the expense of the poor . . . But you are rich, and may give yourself a much greater pleasure by means of this poor man.

 

Put a coin in each shoe, and then we will hide ourselves and watch how this affects him." Visit: The student did so and they both placed themselves behind the bushes close by. The poor man soon finished his work, and came across the field to the path where he had left his coat and shoes . . .

 

While putting on his coat he slipped his foot into one of his shoes, but feeling something hard, he stooped down to feel what it was, and found the coin. Astonishment and wonder were seen upon his countenance.

 

He gazed upon the coin, turned it around and looked at it again and again.

 

He then looked around him on all sides, but no person was to be seen. He now put the money into his pocket, and proceeded to put on the other shoe; but his surprise was doubled on finding the other coin . . .

 

His feelings overcame him . . . he fell upon his knees, looked up to heaven and uttered aloud a fervent thanksgiving in which he spoke of his wife, sick and helpless, and his children without bread, whom this timely bounty, from some unknown hand, would save from perishing . . .

 

The student stood there deeply affected, and his eyes filled with tears.

 

"Now," said the professor, are you not much better pleased than if you had played your intended trick?"

 

The youth replied, "You have taught me a lesson which I will never forget. .. I feel now the truth of these words, which I never understood before: "It's more blessed to give than to receive."

 

If you want happiness....For a lifetime - help someone . . .

 

MAHASHWETA..SUDHA MURTHY

I brought this book just because it had Sudha Murty as a writer.Though its not a very good or entertaining but its great if it has changed a few lives as told by Sudha Murty. This is a simple story about a very poor but extremely beautiful and talented girl who gets white spot -lucoderma after marriage.Lucoderma in our country is a very dreaded disease not because its not curable or contagious but because it mars the external beauty of a person and is mistaken as leprosy.Here a very rich, handsome and educated boy marries her but forgets all his vows when she gets white spots. She is left without any moral or financial support to fend for her life and Then what an illustrious life she makes of it.And in the end when he realises his mistake and wants her back in life, she refuses.
By this story the writer as tried to emphasise few things-
1-- the myth that leucoderma is hereditary, or infectious disease.
2-When we take marriage vows-- we should take them seriously
3-In our life we should never take our near and dear ones for granted nahi to--

jindagi ke safar me gujar jaate hain jo mukaam
woh fir nahi aate, woh fir nahi aate

INSCRUTABLE AMERICANS..ANURAAG MATHUR
I wanted to read this book for a long time .But to my dismay its not very interesting.Its about an Indian student of chemical engineering going to US for further studies in 1982. he is from an affluent business family but from a small town.Its all about the culture differences,thinking and sensibilities and since he is a very intelligent person ( only with limited linguistic proficiency), sometimes his analysis of situations and thoughts is very enlightening, and some times downright bizarre.The ambiance of 80's is portrayed in a very realistic way.and sometimes made me feel nostalgic.

Married Life..Manju Kapur
It is about Aastha a middle class girl brought up by parents who are honest and bound with social norms. She has a few friendships with the boys on sly, but nothing stable happens and her parent marries her to rich boy from a bussiness class family.I dont know why but most of the time be it in literature or movies bussiness class is synonymous with no scruples and kindness.She has a happy family and starts teaching too but feel discontent in her married life and gets attracted outside , first to a man, then a women.
I find it disconcerting to see that a women who neglects her children for her own happiness is favoured but a man who is a devoted father is derided..why?