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NOW We’re All Moved In

I found a house lizard a few minutes ago. Seven months and all my hopes of having a lizard-free house go down the drain. Aren’t lizards even prone to vertigo? Am on the seventh floor for cryin’ out loud!

But on the bright side we got to see a hot air balloon being blown up right in front of our eyes. This is a picture of the balloon illuminated because of the flames.

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Shutter Happy#4

Once upon a time. A slightly borderline woman bought a nice camera. And promptly crossed the border.

Here are things her eyes viewed.

Making the most of construction sand.
Making the most of construction sand.
soaring&swinging
soaring&swinging
the setting sun
the setting sun
Climber
Climber
flower bunches
flower bunches

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yellow steps
yellow steps

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horse carousel
horse carousel

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surveying the land
surveying the land
a lonely shoe
a lonely shoe
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I Draw A Cartoon

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One day, a few weeks ago, I sat and watched my bored son grimace, whine, beg, roll over, stomp, tear and rush his way to getting some fun during his summer holidays.

While I watched him I drew the picture.
While it’s just a whacky picture by the standards of those who draw, by my own standards it’s practically a damn masterpiece!

So that’s my son. His slice of bread with jam. His glass on milk. And no it wasn’t meant to be grey but white on white is no good ergo.

 

The little things by his feet are the numerous toys we all keep tripping on and the Kaboom is my head exploding.

You saw it here first! And just remember…your Muse is out there. Somewhere. In a galaxy far, far, far or right under your nose. Being yelled at for leaving sticky, jammy handprints on furniture.

Viva L’Art!

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A Lazy Housewife’s Guide to Meals#1

I am QUITE lazy. I love non-elaborate things and don’t like to make a song and dance about anything. I like my food to be flavorful and fast to cook.

Am sharing a recipe for a chicken dish which can be used in wraps, with bread, rice or just hogged on cold. It’s not the most delicious thing you’ll ever eat but it’s a tasty dish which is fairly easy to make and the leftovers taste pretty good too so…making it almost aces in my book.

Here goes- Messy Wok-Fried Chicken with Veggies
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Take boneless chicken pieces-200 to 300 gms.

Dice up any veggies that go well with chicken. I used babycorn, capsicum and cherry tomatoes and onions.

Microwave chicken on medium high for about 12-15 mins with a pinch of salt and enough water to half submerge the chicken if it’s already at room temperature else defrost it for 15 mins.

Debone chicken and very lightly saute with 1-2 tablespoons of olive oil and gradually add the vegetables in once parts of the chicken start to brown. Add salt to taste and a pinch of paprika, ground pepper. Garlic powder is optional.

Fry or reduce flame to simmer and cover and cook chicken and veggies fod 5-7 minutes.

Suggested serving method- take a washed and dried lettuce leaf lightly dusted with pepper or garlic powder. Put chicken in the leaf and fold up like a pocket and secure with a toothpick if its not being eaten immediately. Else chomp down!

Bon appetit 🙂

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Shutter Happy#3

Once upon a time. A slightly borderline woman bought a nice camera. And promptly crossed the border.

Here are things her eyes viewed.

Potted cactus
Potted cactus
Potted cactus
Potted cactus
Potted cactus.
Potted cactus.
Coconut trees in the wind.
Coconut trees in the wind.
Color burst.
Color burst.
Solitary.
Solitary.
Birds at Victoria Memorial.
Birds at Victoria Memorial.
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Shutter Happy#2

Once upon a time. A slightly borderline woman bought a nice camera. And promptly crossed the border.

Here are things her eyes viewed.

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Shutter Happy#1

Once upon a time. A slightly borderline woman bought a nice camera. And promptly crossed the border.

Here are things her eyes viewed.

Be Blunt

Colors

Lines

Bouquet Decoration Doubling Up as Home Decor

Rubber Ducky @ the Pool

 

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The Photobug Trumps All

I want it on record that creepy crawlies aren’t my thing. I am *not* filled with the milk of human kindness and charity towards all manner of creature even if they if have a role to play in the whole scope of things.

Lizards bug me the MOST. I see one and I freeze and waves of revulsion creep up and down my body and I am told I make rather disturbed faces while I’m viewing said being.

This morning when I was emptying out the dustbins from the rooms I thought I saw some movement in one of the dustbins. Since the creepies haven’t ventured up to our apartment yet I thought it might be a moth or a fly but my spider senses tingled and I looked. And saw him (her/don’t care)-

A molting house lizard.

This is actually the after picture. I initially shivered and did my own creepy-crawly dance and then opened the window and chucked out the squatter on the window sill. I’m not soft-hearted but I didn’t want it to land on someone’s head and cause distress. I can only imagine if that’d happened to me…it’d have made some shrink rich beyond measure with me needing years of therapy and medication.

But once I threw out the lizard it struck me that it looked different from the run-of-the-mill lizards am unfortunate enough to spy and I looked closely and found it molting.

Fear be screwed I needed my camera! And with a plate of glass separating the foes and me with the additional protection of my camera lens, I was able to put aside my animosity for a few minutes and took these-

 

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But now that the moment’s passed I want it to be known again that armistice has been revoked and house lizards are again marked for death; by my henchpeople!

 

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There Are Lines…

Indeed there are. There are fine lines too, the ones which aren’t demarcated with thick, bold colors-whether actual or virtual and then there are the F-I-N-E lines. Whatever be their shape or width;you generally don’t cross them.

The deal with the lines is this, it denotes the start of something that may or may not be sustainable in the long run if one does venture into that kind of situation and it can also result in breakages; the kind that aren’t physical or actual but broken nonetheless.

People draw lines around them to safeguard aspects of their lives which are either off-limits to all and sundry or which are a particularly difficult can of worms and should preferably not be opened. Because worms as we know are slippery little devils and it’s tough to stuff a bunch of wrigglers into confined spaces once they’ve tasted freedom.

Whether it’s in the guise of being a bestie, a parent, a child, a confidante…there really are some lines which should be left alone. Obliterating them in the name of relationships, good intent or even love isn’t always a reason that will fly or even work as a rationale.

As I grow older I realize this more and more every day…people no matter *how* gregarious, *how* lively and open-hearted  someone might be; people do really like having things their own way.  It doesn’t mean that they are dictatorial in their approach or that they’ll pout and sulk like a thumb-sucking two year-old till someone gives in but even the nicest people draw lines in and around their chosen type of existence in a regular basis. And no one likes the apple cart to the upset. We like a bit of disorder if it’s brought on by our own self or if it’s choreographed to be an orderly disorder. But if the disorder swiftly reaches what passes for chaos by our own yardstick, people will react; in various ways.

And there really seems to be no age limit for it. In my 30s I can see how I strain against the lines I’ve drawn for myself and against the ones drawn by those whose lives intersect with mine.

Realization can be quite heady at times. But it works just the same.

I guess all I can really do is teach MLM to hop over lines when required and to carry his personal “eraser” and not get too hemmed in by the lines he might be tempted to draw in his lifetime.

 

Image courtesy-www.dreamstime.com
Image courtesy-www.dreamstime.com
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Parenting Chronicles

We landed up at my parents’ place for a month (poor them) a few days ago. This was preceded by a mini family vacation to the Northern part of India, a nice, fun wedding, loads of pictures (no surprises there) and some amount of barfing- MLM.

But that’s not the crux of this post. I had another REALIZATION. I write it in caps since it’s no less than an epiphany and one I’ll need to heed in order to make things come together for me at a personal level and my child and the memories we can make together while he grows up and we try to be good parents.

A lot of children are adaptable. Flexible. A lot of kids are rather inflexible and have adjustment issues. My child falls rather squarely in the middle. He adapts and adjusts to brand new situations depending upon his comfort levels and a certain amount of identification with the issue. I guess he looks for that little spark of familiarity and then goes about his own way of learning something.

We had taken a trip to a lovely little city up in the hills, Shimla, and this child was fairly bored out of his skull. Now is it fair to want a proper break for Red and I? Yes! Is it fair to want to expose our child to new experiences? Yes! If it fair if he doesn’t take to them and wants his comfort food wherever we go and be a baby about being carried about and generally being a poopyhead? Sadly…yes. Kinda at least.

Forget the part about kids being creatures of habits. It’s not always about unleashing kids on a theme park that can ensure a successful holiday but taking them to places which require long periods of travel- I defy any parent of kids above 2 to tell me the last time their kid sat calmly on a road trip that extended beyond 2 hours and didn’t fidget or go down the “are we there yet” road!

My child can quite easily let go the gadgets. He sees me taking pictures and wants to emulate. Does a fairly decent job. Hands don’t shake too much. Pictures aren’t too hazy either. But given that it’s an expensive gadget and one that could take a tumble from small little paws, I put aside my dreams of him being a photography prodigy and become the kind of mother who lets him take one picture for his contentment and then promptly repos the camera for good. Well until next time anyway.

He ate what was put in front of him but only if it was familiar. He didn’t care much for the crowd at the events preceding the actual wedding or for the wedding itself. Totally understandable. We lugged around the last love of his life, an inflatable, nearly 4 ft tall T-Rex up and down hilly roads because he hadn’t been able to bring himself to stay away from Mr.Dinosaur. Again understandable. Not appreciated but you can tell when a kid’s in love.

But this holiday was so much more about me and what Red and I wanted to do that we kind of factored in our enjoyment and just brought him along gadgets in tow and thought he’d be able to wing it. At nearly 5 it’s not always viable and we should have known better. The wedding possibly, wasn’t something we could’ve avoided but everywhere else we took him that was aimed at his amusement, he enjoyed. Thoroughly. The boating, spotting ducks, chasing monkeys…all are aces in a child’s book of Fun Things To Do During Summer Vacations.

Sitting still and behaving while his mother chomps down momos in a tiny little restaurant wasn’t something that was designed to please him.

At while at my parents’ I find him bratty and trying on and off but he’s more relaxed. No more travelling to and fro from one place to the other. No more slathering of sunscreen and having caps jammed on his head or posing for pictures near places he doesn’t know, doesn’t care about and sure and hell won’t remember.

He wanted his Play Doh. Wanted to recreate the situations he saw in his cartoons and play with this dinosaur, swing, slide, jump, hop and have his everyday life. The interlude of a family holiday that took him from the plains to the hills and back again in the midst of unknown people whom he doesn’t know; did nothing for him at all.

But that being said, it was good on multiple levels for Red and I and next year we’ll try again but possibly keep it to a place that has more activities designed towards holding the attraction of a little boy. Because let’s be honest, if seeing fish swimming around is what gives him happiness, it’ll be sensible (and that much less stressful) to take him to a park with a pond, or a zoo rather than visit a world-famous pilgrimage place that boasts of a pool of water no child should get near, dip his fingers in or even peer into.

That kind of wasn’t fair. Of them that made the rules or us who made him try to follow it.

Summer holidays are what bring out the kid in everyone…now he’ll get a chance to do exactly what he’s meant to do. Because at the end of the day what a kid really wants is just a dinosaur to play with, isn’t it?

I just hope the rest of us survive till June when his school reopens 🙂