wondered!

Cauvery,was setting the table for her son-in-law to join for lunch.She moved up and down briskly and a smile escaped her lips .  She Recalled last noon's mail exchange with her daughter.The invitation for lunch was graciously accepted and she thought it was a good omen to have her say yes' for a lunch for festive reasons .she was busy. The day dawned,Cauvery kept waiting , as she thought she would come for lunch at 11.At 1130 came she,only to tell her husband would come instead! Are we really the planners? thought Cauvery as she finished setting the table.

Ocean!

 ocean, a drop of water saw.
 How great it thought.
 None noticed what the drop did.
The drop said,"Oh ocean,you r my savior"
A wave came running and carried it to the ocean.
The drop was great now.

silver lining!

Anila always felt her words were ignored by her child. She was nagged by the thought until something in her told to take life as it came.She to her surprise found a lot of energy by letting things to be.The other day she had seen her daughter sharing the cup of curds with her child using the same spoon.Anila didnot like it.

Something in her told its incorrect.Babes eats should be exclusive including the container.Babes represented God to her.She recalled the day of the babe's birth.When the nurse brought the babe to show her,she had mechanically folded her hands towards it in reverence.Thats Anila.Anila had asked her daughter not to share the spoon with her child,but she felt her words would be ignored.This morning when she went to see her daughter she saw her daughter using a separate cup and spon for the babe.She felt immensely happy but didnot share her happiness lest the action would be reversed.Revathi ruled the day and Anila was filled with hope!

sweet!

I have had talks with my toddler grand son using words "beautiful"smart' Good".I have encouraged him to associate the words with his dear people.This morning I thought of having a talk again,and asked the questions.Me: Beautiful yar?

 He: ammi amma.

 me: smart yar?
 He: appi appa.
 me: Good yar?
 He; Champu thata
 Then I thought I should introduce another word.
 Me: Sweet yar?
 He good pati.
 I felt my day was made,lived in the joy of it for long

Rajeevalochana!

Mind has power.Bhakthi enhances it.Bhakthi is intimacy!This I have heard.I believe.I try to imbibe.

How does God help? It is an experience.Unless you have tasted sweet,you cannot understand sweetness.

I felt the presence.I normally donot feel hungry.I take my food by the clock.The other day,eveningI felt so hungry I had to help myself with some eats.I just thought,I should keep some biscuits at home.I almost told my man.But didnot.The next evening, my son brings home two biscuits packets,keeping me in mind.

I was speechless with that gesture of thoughtfulness.I bowed me head down i reverence.My son,you made my life.I see my life in new light.Always my prayers for your happiness and health.Rajeevalochana,namaha! namaha! namaha!

words,thought!

My toddler again.Its a routine to go out in the evening and we fortunately live in a complex ,which sports with a lot of plants,trees and flowers.He loves this walk,he watches the plants,touches the leaves and flowers and if he sees a flower on the ground tries to fix it back on the plant. He can name about six flowers and three plant sand can recognize the coconut tree. Last evening he went close to the coconut tree and was thrilled he could touch it.I drew his attention to the next tree that was huger than coconut tree and had some leaves growing with in his reach.He came to it.Touched the tender little leaves and said,"beautiful" The last word I expected from him.This took me back to a day in 1985.we had taken out our little daughter to a park.She saw a dressed palm tree and said,"SHANKA,CHAKRA GADHA HASTE" meaning it looked like a description of goddess laxmi.

playtime!

My toddler adds such amazing shades for each day that it should go in black and white.The day always begins with sun shine,so also today.He spends time with his mom till she goes to get ready to go to office and he comes to us,his grand parents.He is not happy to send his mom to office,but that does not make his coming to us less welcome.He comes with joy filled face and thrill spilling eyes.There is something divine about him. He is shortly going to turn two.He came in and started playing with his toys. He saw his puppy,the stuffed one and felt it is hungry.
He said," puppy hi chairle.mummu kukkunu"( Puppy is hungry.I am taking him to hi chair for food)."Pati,beetroot kudu"( give beetroot).With difficulty I had to make him understand puppy,his,can not eat