Random Thoughts

As a good Dad, I always try to spend as much time as possible with my kids. But then sometimes I waste my time trying to be too good an employee than a good Dad. While my kids have all the rights to call be a bad Dad at that point, my elder one ended up calling me a "diamond" Priya's perspective on family time: Appa's time is like diamond. How much ever hard she works for it, very hard to get. Amma's time is like gold. Little bit of work, she gets it. Sharanya's time is like copper. It's the penny and there's lot of it and it's easy to get. Well, although I am proud of her for saying it with so much maturity, I am not so proud of myself for making her say it. Her demand was just 30 mins a day of my time with her. I am with her for more than 5-6 hours a day but still really not with her. Either I am on phone or computer while she does home work or reading or plays with her sister. While we work so hard in office for the whole year wit...

Typically during long drives, either I listen to the car radio or my elder one. With former I have an "off" switch or can choose what I want to listen but with latter...  :) For a change, when we were  returning from a friend's baby shower my little one was appearing restless and wanted to join the conversation beating her big sister. After a long struggle, she started... Sharanya: How do babies get into Amma's tummy? Me: Well... you know... actually... vandhu... Amma prays to God for a baby and God puts it in the tummy. Sharanya: How does the baby come out then? Me: You know... what did you do in school today? Sharanya: How does the baby come out? Tell me.... Me: Well, the Doctor takes the baby out? Sharanya: How? Me: (Aaahh... enakku idhuvum venum innumum venum) They cut open the tummy and take it out. Sharanya: Hmmm.. that will pain a lot for Amma. If God put it there, why can't God take it out? [I had to take her down here before it got too technica...

I have always wondered why Indian politicians like to set up statues for our national leaders, is it to show respect to them or insult them? If it is really to respect them, please remove all those statues. கட்டுங்கள் பறவைகளுக்கு கழிப்பிடம்,  இல்லையேல்   அகற்றுங்கள் தேச பிதா காந்தி சிலையை நீக்குங்கள் கரும வீரர் காமராஜர் சிலையை நிறுத்துங்கள் அங்கு சாதிக்கட்சி தலைவர்கள்  சிலையை

After I wrote my first "poetry like verse" below that I finished in a negative note, I rewrote it to bring a positive aspect to it. Here is my attempt. கதை எழுத பேனா ஏந்தினேன் வந்தது கதை அல்ல கிறுக்கல் தான் கவிதை பாட எத்தனித்தேன் வந்தது கவிதை அல்ல காற்று தான் நண்பனிடம் வினவினேன் காதல் செய் க(வி)தை வரும் என்றான் க(வி)தைக்காக காதலித்தேன் வந்தது க(வி)தை அல்ல கண்ணீர் தான் நண்பனிடம் முறையிட்டேன் "காதலித்தேனடா க(வி)தைக்காக பாவம் என்னடா நான் செய்தேன் இறக்கமற்று என்னை எறிந்து விட்டாளே இன்னொருவனுக்காக" "நீ ஒரு முட்டாளடா!!" எல்லி நகையாடினான் என் நண்பன் "சொன்னாளே அவளும் அதைதானடா" உருகினேன் வருத்தத்தில் நான் "பெண்ணை நீ காதலி என்று   கூறவில்லையே நான் உன்னிடம் எனினும் காதலிக்க வேண்டுமென்று சொல்லியது நானே உன்னிடம்" "மண்ணை நீ காதலித்திருந்தால் தேசப்பற்று கவிஞன் ஆயிருப்பாய் விண்ணை நீ காதலித்திருந்தால் புகழ் பெற்ற அறிஞன் ஆயிருப்பாய்" "முட்டாள் பெண்ணை நீ காதலித்ததால் உன் வாழ்வை நீ இழந்திருப்பாய் காதலுக்கு ...

Although I didn't study a lot of Tamil back in High School, I somehow developed a liking to write "small poetry like sentences" in Tamil (Safe way to steer clear from any controversy, since there are really very good poets writing real poetries and I don't want to insult them). That liking came from my best friend Joseph Anand Padmasekaran. Long live my friend. This was one of my first attempts at it. கவிதை எழுத எண்ணினேன் நண்பனிடம் வினவினேன் காதல் செய் கவிதை வரும் என்றான் காதலித்தேன் நானும் வந்தது கவிதையல்ல கண்ணீர் தான்!!

I used to maintain a nice blog at http://whynotme.rediffblogs.com back in the days. With Rediff taking it down I started off this one with a promise to deliver. I couldn't believe I totally lost track of my passion for writing. I never thought I could write anything other than software. But after writing a few Random Thoughts, I thought I could do it. Anyways, after some soul searching, I have decided that I will do whatever it takes to pursue my passions. Eat well, exercise, do not over work and live happy Write about the happy life in this blog More than I do, my daughter wants to write a lot and I promised her that she could continue writing in her blog too going forward. I am already pursuing passion #1 and happy to announce the arrival of my new toy for my joy!! I am sure I will have a lot to share about my adventures with this joy. I replaced my big ride with a small ride, for my health.