I happen to see this video of elephant giving birth and it blew me off. The mother elephant (after delivery) checked the calf which neither breathed nor moved. After several kicks and a quick blow the calf took its first breath to everyone’s relief. In next few minutes the calf stood up and looked perfectly fine. The mother seemed so happy and proud and I almost heard her say “see I have made my child and I know how to take care of it”. Nearly million elephants are killed in africa during last two decades, that left so many orphans, think before buying Ivory stuff , photo courtesy National Geographic This morning found me in an unusual place, a baby shower function (locally known as “Seemandham”) of my cousin’s wife. Unlike abroad it’s a family function here and I was obliged to attend. Needless to say I was surrounded by truck load of aunties and soon to be, worrying about my future love life and stuff. On occasions like this, men get busy taking part in the rituals/ doing the t
Morning came and I found myself looking over this wonderful sight from the window. R was very generous to accommodate me in his flat which he shares with his colleagues. My official guide was very busy plus I was yet to get my luggage so I couldn't go anywhere. I stood in the balcony with no jacket for a long time soaking in the surroundings. I enjoyed letting out smoke from my mouth. Amsterdam’s autumn winds cooled me to the bones. This canal passes right under his flat After 11 am, it became really boring in the huge flat. By compulsive behaviour I cooked sambar and rice for my lunch. I made enough sambar to last for all the flat mates for dinner. Then I took a long warm bath and slept all through the day. Late morning view By evening I strolled along the neighbourhood and went to the business area called Bijlmer arena where R worked (its half an hour – two bus ride from the house). Thankfully he had received a message from Air-France that my luggage would be delivered the
There are 13 signals, from my home to work, and I live just 3 streets away! You take a turn or just go two blocks more and its right there. It makes me remember Chennai, as I grew up the roads became so busy and congested and signals appeared on every corner. I guess life is also like that .As I grew up there are red signals everywhere, putting so many restrictions on what I can and cannot do. The worst is the invisible yellow lines drawn not only by parents but by some friends and society. These are the people who define life by 8 hours of sleep, 10 plus hours of work and whatever rest for eating in front of the TV. These are the people who constantly believe I might ruin my life and I need help. I am expected to live a life from existing templates (mapped to age, financial status etc) and anything new seem to disturb them and the relationship I share. These days I just ignore or give a “watch me do this” stare when confronted by such criticisms. If it is too much to take, I wou
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