My Happy Burttey

Today is Sonny boy's b'day.
Four years ago, it was on this morn, that he was handed into my arms. And I looked down at him. And felt the love welling up inside...
Sonny boy, may the good God above (with whom you hold long conversations at times) bless you with all the things that matter, my sweetheart- to you and to us.
May you continue to be a cheerful, delightful, lovable little darling, my son.

The blessing tag.

I have been feeling very lethargic the whole of this week and the last. Its not that there has been a lull, at work or at home. On the contrary, professionally as well as personally, there has never been so much work piling up on the horizon. Which could probably explain why lazy me is feeling the inertia so much. Once I start moving, there seems to be no probability of stopping, so better not to move, right? *wink*

In the middle of all this a hundred blog ideas/situations came hopping my way, but, I just had to desist, because there were hundreds of more MUST-DO things that I had to do. And then came along my dear bloggie pals, one after the other, after the other, after the other, after the other... with those things called tags. That are seemingly light and pleasant, but when ignored, take on the proportions of an avalanche ... !

So I decided to let the absolutely important things (like making 5 calls per day(WTF!!)), and the absolutely essential things (like cooking food for my son (Sigh!)) and absolutely routine things (like picking a fight with the husband(Grrr!)) wait, while I dealt with some 'lighter' things.

The blessing tag was passed on to me by Lavs, and I was touched that she had remembered me and my 'penury'. A very unique tag, this one, making me feel very benevolent and all that. .. but seriously, there are plenty of people to whom I wish to pass on the goodwill which originally started thus...
While it is my wish to bless all who read this blog, for the purposes of starting this little endeavour it is necessary that I ‘bless’ 3 blogfriends, who may in turn ‘bless’ 3 blogfriends.Let’s use a simple format, and let’s make it even simpler by suggesting that the recipient simply copies and pastes above picture when they become the recipient of a bloggin blessing themselves.The idea… it’s a game of tag with a difference, rather than looking inwardly, we look outside ourselves and bless, praise and pray for one blog friend. By participating in this endeavour we not only make the recipient of the blessing feel valued and appreciated, but we are having some fun too. We’re going to see how far the bloggin’ blessings can travel around the world and how many people can be blessed! Recipients of a bloggin’ blessing may upload the above image to their sidebar if they choose to. If you recieve a bloggin’ blessin’ please leave a comment on this thread here so that we can rejoice in just how many blessings have been sent around the world.

Well.

Firstly, people are in need of extra good wishes and blessings during times of distress and the one person I thought of when I read bout her was HGMom's SIL.
HGmom, I hope and pray that your sister in law becomes hale and hearty again, and that the two of you share many many more moments of love. It is rare to find a gem of a sister-in-law, and those that do have them are absolutely right to treasure them.

Secondly- a slight aberration here.. its not to one person, but to 4, that I pass on the good wishes and blessings to. Blogdom is filling up with many to-be-mommas, first-timers and second-timers, and... many other timers..? Lavs, Moppet's (and M...???'s)Mom, Poppin's Mom, Kodi's Mom are some of the ladies getting ready to roll out their bundles of joy, I wish these gentle ladies days of good health and happiness and contentment. May your respective bundles tumble out healthily and painlessly, and enrich your lives all the more...

Thirdly, hmm.. very difficult to pick out just one person, when you'd like to really spread the goodwill around, but yeah, there are (again a slight aberration here) two persons whom I'd love to hear any news of. STS and Fuzzy, both used to delight me with their posts, and I miss them much, also Sonny and Ina. Wherever they may be and however tied up in whatever they might be, I pass on a whole truckload of good will to them, and wish that they'd come back and regale us once more.. You listening, gals? I really miss you two and I hope that things are alright with you in your separate worlds. Come back soon, please.

Well so now I'm feeling all nice and good deedy... and all set to tackle the next avalanche looming up.. Haalppp!

over heard during bedtime

Sonny boy: "Acha...!"
No news from the Acha.
Sonny boy: "Acha....!
Still no stirring from the Acha.
Acha.. I love you!"
A resigned Acha from somewhere , "Ok. Ok, Sonny boy, what do you want?"
The Amma was convulsed. The father and son know each other so well.

Living each day as it comes....

Today while driving to work, there were playing this song on Radio City, and while listening, I was taken away to another drive, another journey.. I so love this song, from the movie Jab We Met, sung so beautifully by Shaan.
(if you'd like to watch it, its on Utube too.)

Hum jo chalne lage Chalne lage hai yeh raste haaan haaan
Manzil se behtar lagne lage hai yeh raste

Aao kho jaye hum Ho jaye hum yun lapata
Aaao milo chale Jana kahan na ho pata

Hum jo chalne lage Chalne lage hai yeh raste haaan haaan
Manzil se behtar lagne lage hai yeh raste

Baithe baithe eshe kaise koi Rasta naya sa mile
Tu bhi chale mein bhi chalu Honge kam yeh tabhi fasle

Aao tera mera na ho kisi se vasta
Aaao milo chale Jana kahan na ho pata

Hum jo chalne lage Chalne lage hai yeh raste haaan haaan
Manzil se behtar lagne lage hai yeh raste

Aankhen khole neendein bole jane Kasie jagi bekhudi
Yahan wahan dekho kahan Leke jaane lagi bekhudi

Aao mil jaye na ho jahan pe rasta
Aaao milo chale Jana kahan na ho pata

Hum jo chalne lage Chalne lage hai yeh raste haaan haaan
Manzil se behtar lagne lage hai yeh raste

Its such an APT song for a drive, but it left me in no mood to go to office!

These are a few of my favourite things....

Hmmm... Choxbox tagged me with this post on a few things that are close to my heart- material things, that is...

Spent a couple of days thinking on this post. Sentimental me had quite a lot of things that I have hoarded over the years, for their emotional value. But finally, narrowed down on a few things in chez moi that are treasured- some handed down, some that have travelled with me over a few years, some that have just come visiting recently.

1. An old, old, old copy of Fitzgerald's Omar Khaiyyam in translation. Its a red hardbound copy, with pictures of the Sultan and his ladylove drinking their wine, and when I was a child, I loved this book for the unique pictures. Now I treasure this treasure for its verses,(one on each page) for its antiquity and the most of all for the fact that it was my Dad's.
I also have a tattered book of Sonnets from the Portugese, again with those lovely pictures and those LOVELY verses, again my Dad's.
My Dad was quite a romantic, wasn't he? :-)

2. I have saved quite a few of the chits my husband (then best friend) and I used to pass in class during boring lectures. These were then kept as a memento of the good ol' fun days at University. Among those chits, I also have the first ever 'I love you' chit he wrote to me (when that particular sentiment started colouring our friendship). This was after we'd finished our course, but we hadn't yet faced up to the fact that maybe we were missing each other so much because we were more than just friends?
The wonderful fellow left it for me on my chair in class, and one of the juniors found it (!!) and came and gave it to me in the hostel!!!!
I also have all the cards and letters we sent each other- mine as well as his, as well as all the gifts he gave me.

3. I have all the diaries I started and left unfinished. Some of them make me laugh at the girl I was, and at the things that mattered to me. And it makes me so wish I had been more regular, those memories are quite priceless and sometimes when I discuss them with my family we have such a lovely time going over those old days and laughing.

4. Silly, but I have kept the first certificate I won for short story writing. I won it when I was in the 5th std, I think. I treasure it for it was one of the first acknowledgements I got for something I love- writing.

5. I have kept a few of Sonny boy's first clothes when he was a baby. Seeing them brings nostalgic memories of how very small he was... and wonder at how much he's grown... is growing..

Choxbox, thank you for this tag, I loved mentally going thru the knick knacks in my home, it brought back so many memories.
In my turn, I tag, WIN, ~Nm, and Abha.

And its a sixer again!

This weekend, I'd been house hunting, and probably due to the dust, was down with a sore throat on Sun, along with fever. Found there was no Crocin in the medecine box, no Sinarest either, so went to borrow one form my neighbour. It was about 8.30 pm and there was a lovely, cool breeze outside in the corridor, which was an open stretch.
Sonny boy came running along delightedly after putting on his slippers, as the said neighbour happened to be the mother of two of his favourite cohorts.
Just outside the door, he stopped and gasped at the wind which gushed in strongly through the open door.
"How nice and sunny day, elle Amma??" He opined delightedly, hopping along holding my hand.

Well, I know his playschool has taught him the funda of sun and moon, but they've certainly taught him something more....that 'nice and sunny' is associated with something very nice and enjoyable indeed.

counting chickens even before laying eggs...

He he he...

Got my salary slip today. Normally I would just put it into my drawer without a second glance. But since its tax cutting times, took it out and looked at the damages. hmmm. Quite makes sense to buy that second house, I guess.

and then I did a double take. In designation was - AVP -Innovation Cell.
We've recently had a complete rehaul of teams. And I HAVE been doing reasonably well *touchwood* and have been retained in the corporate section. But since its only 3 months into my new job, and I didn't join as AVP, its certainly not the AVP we all know and are familiar with.

he he he... But one can dream, can't one? Of a confirmation with promotion, maybe? dream dream... I wonder WHAT it means- that AVP?