For my always “Little Vatti”

Before... Long time before...You loved me in a different way? Times change and the ways also!!
But isn't this what it means to grow up together? ...



I know it’s unpleasant to see innocence and starry eyes be replaced by one of the less sweet character traits … like practicality… (I’m really not the biggest fan of practicality).



And I do think it’s more romantic when you say... the sum of all forces add up to ONE... unity is always a nice number... (Zero’s are kina empty like... unless they have ONE in front of them and besides I really doubt these physicists know what they are talking about so if I were you I wouldn't take that law at face value) . I also think it’s romantic when you tease me about “bowl” or the “servant-wears” [You should understand]. When we were sad at the same time while Schu spoke that speech and when Jammy was dropped! The times when we were happy while some BI*** lost the big boss and the nach baliye. Those times when we both laughed and cried together...Very few of them but best of all the times till date.


Anyway...Let’s just be romantic shall we?



You are home to me... and you are my innocence and starry eyes ... It's with you for safe keeping... coz I now find myself in a world where it might not be the best thing to wear on my sleeve...



I'll just do what I need to do and come to you when I need to be me or when you should need me...Even when I am gone...to a different family; a family which cannot possibly have you.



So please don't forget that you are loved just as much as always...



Also, please don't forget the vitamins along with the chapters that you read almost 12hrs a day...
Vitamins I mean the lovely food amma prepares and the way we have it together.



I love you


the older
(...and hopelessly lost) sister.

Chito-Chat

*Listening to BAD BAD GIRLS by Anushka*



Dhanurmaasa is finally over. Mom over phone. Whenever I hear this matrimonial stuff I start getting this strange feeling. “Am I running out of expiry date?” What’s the big deal about them being in so much hurry. One big reason why I am kinda ok with the whole thing is that I get to re-locate. 22yrs in one place is too much. That too for a person like me who would not complain if work involved travel all the 5 days. But the truth is I work in a same 10*10 place [call it a cubicle] for 9[+ if needed] hrs for 5[+ if needed] days a week.



I have started to enjoy these womanish talks mom has with my athe. While she was still on phone I decided to join the fun and asked “mom while I bid my last bye-bye after marriage, who all will cry?” She was already in tears. Mothers are so lovely! She started “your dad, me, athe, ajji, thatha and Vatti [that’s my sis]” Sister?? Nah... She wouldn’t I am sure.



“How could I forget” mom continued. “You will cry, trust me you will cry lots”.



“Me”???? Mom said that with so much confidence. But what about the costly make-up I will be wearing? Its goanna get all spoiled. Ohmiigoddd I better get lots of tissues and yes glycerin handy, just in case I do not *sigh* you know ~~NOT CRY~~



I am already worried! Better get some solutions on this emotional expectation; not here in reality but yeah in dreams.



*Plugs a large lump of cotton*

The making of ಗಾಳಿಪಟ!! EXCLUSIVE

It’s pleasant. Sun rays for the first time are pleasant.


09:30am, terrace. It’s me, my laptop and the sun.


Sankranti is the day when sun is most powerful I remember ajji telling me in bed time stories. Powerful to eradicate all the worries and regrets that people have and make them feel good. Yes, I am feeling it now. No sun block No glares needed for protection; and yet, Pleasant is what I feel.


The sky is so clear too. Hold on, it isn’t. I see tiny things flying around. Different colors and different sizes they are.


“What about Colour paper?”


“Yea we have.”


“And Sticks, thread and a small cloth.”


“All there.”


I was 6yr old when this happened. I wanted to fly kite. Did not want to buy one and fly but make one all by myself and see it fly in the skies. With help of my maama and ajji, it was finally done. Now came the time for the poor Gaalipata to reach the sky. Ajji said she will hold the thread and I had to go a little far from her along with the kite and push it into the air.


While I did this, a strange thought buzzed across my mind. What if I too go with the kite? And can’t come back. Too much of Alice and wonderland that time! I had made maama and ajji spend 1 hour on the making of the Gaalipata. What reason do I make now for not wanting to fly the kite? So many questions in my innocent mind; no answers yet.


Those were the days when I used to hate milk. Not that I like now. I started shouting “Milk mamma milk”. Family was shocked. May be there were having too many questions in their mind too. All of them rushed inside to get me milk.


Not wanting to waste any time I pick up a thread nearby and tie one end to my leg and the other end to a stone next to me. Wait it’s not yet over. I now challenge the kite.

I am having milk now; once I finish it I get all the energy so that I can throw you up in the sky. You think you can pull me with you and take me away from my family. Nah! Dreams!! I have this stone to help me.

Family calls me to have milk. “I want to have it here with the kite”. I am sure family was more confused now. But I asking milk was the biggest happiness for them. They get it near me and that was the first time I drank milk within minutes.



My kite finally flew to the skies and thanks to the thread tied to the stone I stayed so much on earth.



I smell the lovely aroma from kitchen now. Amma must be done with pongal. By the way if you thought you will have a read on the making of Yograj Bhat’s Gaalipata; too bad. You can get all that and more in all the TV channels today. For here, this one is exclusive indeed; about the making of “My Gaalipata” ಮನದ ನೆನಪುಗಳಲ್ಲಿ ಒಂದು ಪಯಣ :).

All I have

I've never distributed chocolates on birthdays.


I've never played a lead role in any of the plays.


I've never gone out to trips with friends.


I've never created any fashion statement.


I've never had any fancy haircut.


I've never had a candle lit dinner.


I've never got Teddy-Cuddle gifts.


I've never done bungee jumping.


I've never got drunk.


I've never stayed out during the wee hours even on New Year's Eve.


I've never gone out of Karnataka.


I've never won any awards.

When I have beautiful parents, a lovely sis and now two grey hairs I will never have any regrets either.