Small Things # 7 – Positive Reinforcement

I was pleasantly surprised to notice this paper in my son’s folder. See how the class teacher has circled the best ‘S’ in the handwriting page instead of pointing out at not so good ones. What a small yet enormously effective way to reaffirm positive behavior! And what we do is the other way round – find faults and punish. Simply loved this and learnt from it!

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A caricature of an Indian in America

Here are 11 characteristics of an Indian in America.

1) His house smells of sambhar, spices and curry that subdues any smell around. An irresistible invite to those who love spicy Indian food and otherwise to those who cannot stand strong smells.

2) He drives a Toyota Something – the favorite immigrant car.

3) His kids go to Kumon Learning Centre as soon as they start school. They dream of Harvard while still in cradle.

4) His wife has to be in the visa wives club. Dependent ladies who hate as well as love to be here. The Ideal Indian Maid (helper) is sorely missed at all gatherings.

5) His weekend haunt is the noisy, nostalgic Indian Store that smells of India.

6) He is torn between the decision to stay here and go back to India. He keeps toying with the idea.

7) He mentally converts dollars into rupees on seeing a price tag.

8) He likes to show off American accent when talking to smitten relatives back in India.

9) He tries to mix, be a part of the cool American crowd but stands out due to brown skin and self conscious mannerism.

10) Bollywood films and patriotic speeches can move him to tears.

11) He tries to carry WTH attitude, but these words can rattle him – ‘Executive Order by the President’.

If you see yourself in the caricature, enjoy it and if you don’t, still enjoy it! It is written just for fun… nirmal anand!

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Small Things # 6 – The Recipe of Lemon9

When my husband returned from office, the little one jumped around him in excitement and shared – “Vava (that’s what he calls his dada or big bro) made something today.”

“I made lemonade!,” declared the older one.

“Great job,” said their father. “And what are you going to make?,” he asked the little one.

“Lemon9, because Vava made Lemon8,” he lisped confidently!

Any ideas on the recipe of Lemon9? LOL!

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Meet Manish Kumar Chandravanshi – Hero of small things!

The real life story of a smiling hero from Jharkhand, India will surely melt your hearts. By my brother – Vikram

Wandering Floating Thoughts

 

Nine year old Manish Kumar Chandravanshi flashed his trademark toothy smile at me. The joy on his face filled me with immense happiness. I had just handed him a packet of bourbon biscuit and asked to eat it.  But the little boy wanted to share it with his mother and elder sisters. He asked my permission to leave.  I was not surprised! I had already witnessed that selflessness was just one of the many traits of this noble boy.

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I would have put him into the category of another poverty-stricken child, deprived of a decent childhood and quality education but one particular incident made him a hero in my eyes. Observing him, I realised that he is a born leader. Although, I have often found him dictating terms to kids older than him but that day he surprised me by his leadership, resilience and enthusiasm. The incident goes like…

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Daylight Savings Fun!


I had no idea what daylight savings was before coming to the US in November few years back. And soon after, when I was asked to set our clocks one hour back, it baffled and tickled me. 

I still don’t get the concept behind it though, but love it when the clocks go back. So, yesterday was our daylight savings day and from now, if it is 10:30 am in the morning here, it will be aprox 10.00pm at night in India. Cool, isn’t it! It will stay like this until Spring and then the clocks will move one hour ahead. Baffling, yes and fun too!



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The strange dream house!

Reblogging a strange story on ghostly occasion of Halloween!

Stories by Shivangi

“The A&B Building was made entirely from driftwood.” My grandmother informed me, pulling me closer. “And it would crop out of nowhere overnight at any secluded area and lure innocent victims inside,” she informed. She warned me never to venture inside such buildings as strange things happened there.

I believed her every word but forgot the warning. I earnestly wished to enter that driftwood house so that I could see those ‘strange things’.

One day, as I was playing along the beach near my home, I saw the driftwood building materialise near the shore. My parents were talking so I just slipped away. I entered the inviting house.  And was I delighted? It was every child’s dream house. I played on and on and ate and ate….

After a while, when I missed home.  I looked for an exit and walked out of the house. To my horror, the world…

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Bye Bye Fall!

As colour and vibrancy give way to chill and stillness, sharing some last pictures of Fall this year! 

White Winter lurks just around the corner to envelope the Earth and force inhabitants into hibernation. We had snow shower yesterday.

 It is lovely to watch sublime beauty shrouding herself in white mystery! Saluting the ever changing Nature!