Small Things#9 – Salman Khan

Last week, TV channels were going crazy over Indian Superstar Salman Khan’s stay in jail due to the infamous Black Buck Poaching Case.

My six year old, who has taken to creating jokes recently, heard the superstar being discussed often.

“Mamma,” he asked me. “What would Americans call Salman Khan?”. I said, “What?”

“Mr Salmon Khan,” he burst into laughter at his own joke. I couldn’t help smiling.

Well, I said, spare poor Salmon Khan… he has had a lot of trouble lately!

(One of his favorites is – Why was the math book sad? Ans – Because it had too many problems…lol)

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The Observer

On some days, I see a little girl in the house opposite to mine, looking up at the Sky. Soft pink hands rest lightly on dark railing of the old deck, while a half dreamy smile sits on her lips.

Motionless she observes the sky, as if at one with its vastness. Her breaths are slow…deep… meditative.

Nothing disturbs her. Not cars…nor the people. Not even flapping of Siberian birds returning to the lake.

Around that time, The Sun comes knocking at homes and enters through cracks, holes and half drawn blinds. It waits in empty houses like an unwelcome guest as people rush out in the morning hour.

Nobody greets or smiles at Him. They are all on the run to the next moment. Except, of course, that little observer!

She tilts up her bonnie face a little more on seeing Him, her smile widens and brown eyes twinkle. Happily, the dear sweet Sun covers her in a soft, golden embrace.

Around them, the world moves on at a hectic pace, cars zoom, planes fly… but the ‘still’ little observer has eyes only for the sky!

She deeply calms me, that little girl, she is so much at one with the infinity. So still, so calm, so mindful, so precious… I smile too as I observe the observer, observing nothing and… everything!

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Teenager Again?

It starts from mid thirties to late forties, when skin problems and body issues return with a vengeance. Obsessed with belly fat, dental issues, skin breakouts and greying hair, one feels overwhelmed with things that do not look right. Just like those scary teenage days, when a pimple would cause a meltdown …and when everything used to be a big ‘meh’😕

Do we experience a second teenage as we glide towards forties? Do you feel the same?🤔

And then there are mood swings and dangerous outbursts that could make a devil out of us in a moment😈. Gone are the days of self assured gentleness of twenties, when metabolism was superb and one could handle anything… come what may!💃

Circle of moms become new teen gang where everyone gets judged and slandered ( Mean Moms…eh?). And then there is the social media…dear, bitter sweet social media… which feels like school campus of high school days. One cannot afford to look worn out or subtle comments might get us – you are looking different now!😒

Selfies with the perfect pout do not come easily. It takes close to hundred pictures to get it right just like in the past. It does feels so much like those teen days…doesn’t it?🤓

…probably because we are transitioning again. And it is always a little rough. But there is hope because after every teenage comes swinging, self assured, acceptable twenties. Yay! Hope to get the twenties back soon…! If teenage is here can the twenties be far behind!❤️

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Mystic Sunset

As I caught the Sun leaving for the day, I realized that every sunset is different. Sometimes it is mysterious, other times gorgeous, on some days arresting and at times, spiritual. Today, it was mystic with brilliant orange around it. These days, the lake is frozen. I am eagerly waiting for summer evenings to catch the Sun’s reflection on this lovely lake.

When I admire the wonders of a sunset or the beauty of the moon, my soul expands in the worship of the creator – Mahatma Gandhi

#ENOUGH!

As students walkout nation wide to protest inaction of authorities on gun violence today, we stand in solidarity with them. For the sake of my kids, my neighbors’ kid and kids everywhere in the US, I hope that something gets done.

Exactly a month ago, 17 hapless people were killed in a school shooting in Florida. It was heartbreaking! Really, Enough is Enough!

I salute the spirit of these kids as they protest for a great cause👍. #NationalWalkoutDay

Guide to Bhimbetka Rock Shelters

Archaeologist, photographer and explorer, Kevin Standage unearths hidden gems from India. Stunning visuals and indepth knowledge is what you will get on his blog. Do read his invaluable findings as he once again journeys through India

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Bhimbetka, 45km south-east of Bhopal in Madhya Pradesh, is the best known rock art region in the Indian subcontinent. Listed as a UNESCO World Heritage site in 2003, the area extends over 1,892 hectares covering five hills within the Vindhyan Range; Vinayka, Bhonrawali, Bhimbetka, Lakhajuar east and Lakhajuar west.

For the visitor, only Bhimbetka hill is easily accessible, with 15 painted shelters open daily for the public to explore. Whilst often referred to as Bhimbetka Caves, these are in fact natural sandstone formations, the passage of time and exposure to the elements has led to the various shaped rock shelters with their unique natural architecture.

Amazingly, the Bhimbetka rock art site did not attract scientific attention much before 1957. The story goes that Dr Vishnu Shridhar Wakankar noticed these peculiar sandstone rock formations whilst traveling along the hills by train, and had a hunch that they might be interesting to explore…hence he discovered Bhimbetka…

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