The End

For a new beginning…

Blogathon ends here, but only so that the next one can start !

I had so much fun being a part of this , I faced challenges now and then, I made new friends, bonded with old ones, scratched my head for some thing to post, recollected all that I could, read all those wonderful posts by awesome bloggers, got inspired to do so many things, connected with so many thoughts, learnt a lot and so on and on !

Thank you everyone who made this possible and I really really hope to read you all, at least once in a while, if not so regular.

I’ll be waiting for your posts and I too will try to be as regular as possible 😊

Bye and see you soon !!


Crazy about sameness

Am crazy about some things, one of which is wearing similar or same dress as the one as your loved one !

When on a trip with a big group, I love having a dress code on any one day of the trip , since everyone on the group having same dress is slightly difficult. That sameness, be it a colour or pattern or anything for that matter, is an indication of the bond that we share with the people of the group . Last to last October, when we made a family trip to Vaishno devi with around 17 family members, we had a day for black / grey dress and I loved the photos clicked in those dresses. On a trip to Munnar with friends too, we had a similar dress code day and had super fun.

Although my wish for sharing same exact dress with near and dear ones remains yet to be made true, I gave a slight attempt at one of the family functions last year, to have similar sarees for me, V’s sister and SIL. It was a bit successful but we missed capturing pictures in those sarees.

Today was SIL’s brother’s engagement ceremony. A and my nieces wore these similar or same dresses and I so so so loved looking at them. This material was bought by SIL quite sometime back, but luckily the pattern the material got transformed into, turned out to be similar for all three.

Sameness Zindabad !!!

Unspoken !!

Some things are never spoken explicitly. They are conveyed through acts.

Rangoli is one such act or tool to wish everyone around us and extend the celebration from self to group. I feel rangoli multiplies the celebratory feeling. It builds an indescribable connection between the doer and the spectator . It conveys the wishes silently and beautifully.

This month, I felt that connection twice with Metro, one during New Year and the other one during Pongal. I could capture some of those wonderful wishes over here :

Daane daane pe likha hai Khaane wale kaa naam

1. There’s someone called G who was my ex-colleague around 14 years ago. He moved on to Microsoft then and is currently with them. He is building up a team and co-incidentally a current colleague M has switched jobs to join them. Now G came from U.S. and gave chocolates to M and M gave some of them to S, who is ex-team mate of M and my friend at workplace. S offered one to me and I gave it to A. It was finally A who had the chocolate.

2. I don’t remember eating Sabarimalai prasadam this year. Some one at V’s mama’s factory got the prasadam and gave it to V’s mama. They had some and passed it over to us. Today finally, I had my share of prasadam from that.

So the point is that it’s pre-determined about who’s going to eating which grain, only we don’t know the path it’s going to traverse to reach it’s destination !!


Have become a must in today’s world. They are much needed for survival as we never know when and where the protection is needed.

And now the point I want to make is that the necessity of helmets is not limited to just human beings.

There are other equally important creatures who are in dire need of these helmets for survival.

And can you guess those creatures ?

They are my dear plants, that have just started to grow and are tiny saplings.

My pots need these helmets to protect themselves from the pigeons that are hell bent on plucking them out and eating.

One has seeds of morning glory but the saplings look to be resembling Malabar Spinach.

The other one has begun with radish but some other saplings have seemed to give company to the lone radish.

Now I don’t know what’s going to survive in which pot, but the motto for now is to protect them from the pigeons, with these helmets !!!

Guest post !

Today’s post is a guest post by A !!!

This is A, helping mom with the Blogathon. It has been an amazing day for me today !! There are some inter school basketball matches going on and I am taking part in it. A few months ago, we played with SM School and we won with a score of 18-0 !

Today, we had two matches. One with G School and we won again with a score of 12-2. Our second match was with DP School. I was really tensed because the boys and some other girls lost against them. But the girls we were playing against were quite short and we defeated them too !! (I don’t remember the score πŸ˜›) After that my friends and I got a jerseyπŸ‘‡πŸ».

Me with my beeeeessssssssst friend πŸ‘†πŸ». It was a great day and I hope we win the other matches also !

A beautiful evening

Electrifying, energising, vibrant, magnificent and so on are the words that come to me, when I think of today’s evening and the concert that was hosted by A’s school.

700 students ageing from three to thirteen were part of the event and must have practiced for countless hours over last month or so, to make the event leave a lasting impression on the minds of the spectators.

A did not participate this time and so we went there just as spectators, including A.

The music and the energy with which the kids played each instrument and the passion in their voices was spectacular.

The theme was on the glimpses of essence of Hyderabad and the kids took the audience on a virtual tour.

Iconic places of Hyderabad, cuisines and monuments and history and culture of the place was covered through some amazing choreography and music composition.

Birla Mandir, Numaish, Chowmahalla palace, Tank Bund, Bathukamma, Golconda, Salarjung museum, Irani chai, samosas, biryani and what not ! It felt amazing to realise that we are part of such a wonderful place.

Teachers must have put in tremendous efforts to make this happen so seamlessly.

Their idea of showing photos and videos that were recorded during the practice sessions, before the actual programme, was something very nice.

The support staff were placed at multiple places to serve water.

They were so thoughtful to put up these temporary rest rooms for the visitors.

This evening taught me many things, celebration of the place I live in, team work, music that can do magic, dance that can lift your spirits and smiles that spread joy !!!

Out of sync

Myriad thoughts cross my mind

But none seem to be fodder for post

The eyes are tired and are ready to close

But the fingers fail to make a move to end the day’s job

The heart yearns to read all the blog posts

But the mind seems to go into a perfect blank state

Everything seems to be so perfect

In being out of sync !!

Weekend, here I come to try and get things back in sync…

Artist at work !

V’s sister decided to make a desktop calendar on her own with her own drawings.

So she started one fine day, selected all pictures that she wanted to have, drew, painted and coloured over the next few days and put them all together and decorated here and there and produced this beautiful output !

Things made from scratch with our hands give a certain undefinable pleasure !!!