Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Bite on Tongue - 0

Wednesday, February 16, 2011 3 Comments

Bunni learns saying “aane” (meaning elephant).. When we are going in the car, she saw a ganesha idol on the dashboard and exclaimed “aane”.. We were very happy that she was developing skill of relating things..
The next day, she called the plump house maid “aane”.. Eeeeks!!!!
We did not know how to react..
Mom somehow convinced the maid saying that the baby does not know how to utter “aunty”, she is uttering aane instead..
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Saturday, February 12, 2011

Prince Charming

Saturday, February 12, 2011 7 Comments

Somewhere, beyond the horizon..
Lives a prince, who stands distinct in ten billion..
Who has the strength of a tiger..
And is clad in a silver shining armour..

His hypnotized eyes, His base tone,
His charisma, His intellect zone
will swipe the princess feet off the floor
he is the man of her dream, he is the man she adores.

He rides a white horse royally,
He will carry off the princess into the sunset silently,
to the beautiful castle atop a hill
Joy and Happiness will be dancing at their will.
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Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Unwinding

Tuesday, February 01, 2011 0 Comments

Wandering over the hills,
holding your hand.
Seeing you smile and
seeing your eyes as a mirror.
The land you see is green,
looks happy, is happy.
A lake, waves beautiful-
Building a flood-of feeling.

It is NOT the end.
Just open the door,
just let me in!
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Friday, January 21, 2011

Friday, January 21, 2011 1 Comments
ನಮ್ಮ ಹಿರಿಯರು ಮಕ್ಕಳನ್ನ ಆಡಿಸಲು ಬಹಳ ಹಾಡುಗಳು, ಪದಗಳು, ಜಾನಪದ ಗೀತೆಗಳನ್ನ ಕಟ್ಟಿದ್ದರು..
ನಮ್ಮ ಈಗಿನ ಜನಾಂಗ ಬದುಕು ಕಟ್ಟುವ ಆತುರತೆಯಲ್ಲಿ ಈ ಸುಮಧುರ ಹಾಗು ಮಗುವಿನ ಬೆಳವಣಿಗೆಗೆ ನೆರವಾಗುವ ಪದಗಳನ್ನ ಮರೆತಿದ್ದಾರೆ..

ನಾನು ನನ್ನ ಮಗಳಿಗಾಗಿ ಸ್ವಲ್ಪ ಮಟ್ಟಿಗೆ ಕಲೆತೆ.. ಅವಳು ಈ ಪದಗಳಿಗೆ ತಾನು ನಟಿಸಿದಾಗ ನಮಗಾದ ಸಂತೋಷ ಅಷ್ಟಿಷ್ಟಲ್ಲ..
ನಿಮಗೆ ಇದರ ರಾಗ ಬೇಕಾದರೆ ಕೇಳಿ.. ಖಂಡಿತ ತಲುಪಿಸುವ ವ್ಯವಸ್ಥೆ ಮಾಡುತ್ತೇನೆ..

ಈ ಹಾಡು ಹಾಡುತ್ತ.. ನಮ್ಮ ಕೈಯನ್ನು ಮುಚ್ಚಳ ತಿರುಗಿಸುವಾಗ ಮಾಡುವ ಹಾಗೆ ತಿರುಗಿಸ ಬೇಕು.. ೩-೫ ತಿಂಗಳ ಮಕ್ಕಳಿಗೆ ಇದನ್ನ ನೋಡೋದೇ ಖುಷಿ..


ತಾರಮ್ಮಯ್ಯ

ತಾರಮ್ಮಯ್ಯ ರಘುಕುಲ ರಾಮಚಂದಿರನ..
ತಾರಮ್ಮಯ್ಯ ಯದುಕುಲ ಬಾಲ ಕೃಷ್ಣನ್ನ..
ತಾರಕ್ಕಯ್ಯ.. ತಂದು ತೋರು ಅಕ್ಕಯ್ಯ..
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ಈ ಪದವನ್ನು ಹಾಡುತ್ತ ಅಂಗೈಯನ್ನ ಮುಚ್ಚಿ ತೆಗೆದು ಮಾಡುತ್ತಿರಬೇಕು..೩-೫ ತಿಂಗಳ ಮಕ್ಕಳು ವಿಸ್ಮಯದಿಂದ ನೋಡುತ್ತವೆ.. ಮುಂದೆ ಅವೇ ಮಾಡುತ್ತವೆ..

ತಾ ತಾ ಗುಬ್ಬಿ

ತಾ ತಾ ಗುಬ್ಬಿ ತಾರೆ ಗುಬ್ಬಿ ತಾತಾ ಗುಬ್ಬಿ ತಾ
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ಮಗುವನ್ನ ತೊಡೆಯ ಅಂಚಿನಲ್ಲಿ ಕೂಡಿಸಿಕೊಂಡು, ಎದೆಯ ಹತ್ತಿರ ಒಂದು ಕೈ ಹಿಡಿದು.. ಮಗುವಿನ ಕಾಲು ನೆಲಕ್ಕೆ ತಾಗುತ್ತಿರಬೇಕು.. ಮಗುವನ್ನು ಈ ಹಾಡು ಹೇಳುತ್ತಾ ಹಿಂದೆ ಮುಂದೆ ಮಾಡಬೇಕು.. ದೊಪ್ಪನೆ ಬಿತ್ತು ಎಂದಾಗ ನಮ್ಮ ತೊಡೆಯ ಮೇಲೆ ಮಲಗಿಸಿಕೊಳ್ಳಬೇಕು..
ಬೆನ್ನು ನಿಂತ ಮೇಲೇನೆ ಈ ಆಟ ಆಡಿಸಬೇಕು.. ೩-೪ ತಿಂಗಳಾದ ಮೇಲೆ ಎಂದು ಹೇಳಬಹುದು... ಮಗುವು ಹಿಗ್ಗಿನಲ್ಲಿ ತಾನೇ ಕಾಲಲ್ಲಿ ತಳ್ಳುತ್ತದೆ.. ಕಾಲಿಗೆ ಬಲ ಬರುತ್ತದೆ..


ದೂರಿ ದೂರಿ

ದೂರಿ ದೂರಿ ದುಂಡು ಪಾಪ
ನಾರಿಯರ ನಂದಗೋಪ
ಆರ ಮಕ್ಕಳ ತಂದನಮ್ಮ?
ಮನೆಗೆ ದೂರು ತಂದನಮ್ಮ
ದೂರಿ ದೂರಿ ದುಂಡು ತೋಳು
ದೂರಿ ದೂರಿ ಮಂಡೆ ಬೋಳು
ದೂರಿ ಆದಿ ಬಂತು ದೊಪ್ಪನೆ ಬಿತ್ತು...
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ಈ ಪದವು ಮಗು ಅಂಬೆಗಾಲು ಇಡುವಾಗ ಹೇಳಬಹುದು... ಒಮ್ಮೆ ನಾವು ತೋರಿಸಬೇಕಾಗುತ್ತದೆ.. ಅಂಬೆಗಾಲಿನಲ್ಲಿ ಕೂತು ಹಿಂದೂ ಮುಂದು ಹೋಗೋದು.. ಜಾಗ ಕದಲಬಾರದು..
ಆನೆ

೧)  ಆನೆ ಬಂತೊಂದು ಆನೆ..
      ಯಾವೂರಾನೆ?
     ಇಲ್ಲಿಗೇಕೆ ಬಂತು..
      ಹಾದಿ ತಪ್ಪಿ ಬಂತು..

೨)  ಆನೆ ಬಂತೊಂದು ಆನೆ
     ಏರಿ ಮೇಲೊಂದು ಆನೆ
     ನೀರು ಕುದಿತೊಂದು ಆನೆ
     ಹುಬ್ಬು ಹಾರಿಸ್ತು ಒಂದು ಆನೆ
     ಎಲ್ಲ ಆನೆ ಸಾಲಿಕ್ಕಿ ಬರುವಾಗ..
     ನೀನೆಲ್ಲಿದ್ದೆ.. ಪುಟ್ಟಾನೆ.. ಮರಿಯಾನೆ..
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ಇದು ಮಗು ಸುಮಾರು ೯-೧೦ ತಿಂಗಳಾದ ಮೇಲೆ ಆಡಿಸಬಹುದು.. ಒಂದು ಒಂದು ಎಂದು ಬಂದಾಗೆಲ್ಲ ಎಡಗೈಗೆ ಬಲಗೈಯ ಬೆರಳನ್ನು ಒಂದೊಂದಾಗಿ ತೋರಿಸುತ್ತ ಹೋಗುವುದು.. ಹೋಯ್ತು ಎಂದು ತಮಾಷೆಯಾಗಿ ತೋರಿಸಬೇಕು.. ದೊಡ್ಡ ಗಂಟು ಎಂದು ತಲೆ ಮೇಲೆ ಕೈ ಎತ್ತಿ ತೋರಿಸಬೇಕು.. ಮಗು ಹಾಗೆ ಮಾಡುವುದು ಕಲಿಯೋತ್ತೆ.. ನೋಡುವುದೇ ಒಂದು ಸಂಭ್ರಮ..

ಹಾಲಿಗೊಂದು ಕಾಸು

ಹಾಲಿಗೊಂದು ಕಾಸು..
ತುಪ್ಪಕ್ಕೊಂದು ಕಾಸು..
ಎಣ್ಣೆಗೊಂದು ಕಾಸು..
ಬೆಣ್ಣೆಗೊಂದು ಕಾಸು..
ಮೊಸರಿಗೊಂದು ಕಾಸು..
ಚಿಕ್ಕಪ್ಪ ಕೊಟ್ಟ ಕಾಸು ಪುಕ್ಕಟ್ಟೆ ಹೋಯ್ತು..
ಮಾವಯ್ಯ ಕೊಟ್ಟ ಕಾಸು ಮಾಯವಾಗಿ ಹೋಯ್ತು..
ಭಾವಯ್ಯ ಕೊಟ್ಟ ಕಾಸು ಬಾವಿಗೆ ಬಿತ್ತು..
ತಾತ್ಯ ಕೊಟ್ಟ ಕಾಸು ತೂತಾಗಿ ಹೋಯ್ತು..
ಅಪ್ಪಯ್ಯ ಕೊಟ್ಟ ಕಾಸು ದೊಡ್ಡ ಗಂಟು ಆಯ್ತು..
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ಮಗು ೮-೧೦ ತಿಂಗಳಾದಾಗ ಆಡಿಸುವ ಆಟ.. ಈ ಪದವನ್ನು ಹಾಡುತ್ತ ಹಿಂದಿಂದ ಮುಂದೆ ಕೈ ಬೀಸೋದನ್ನ ಹೇಳಿಕೊಡುವುದು..

ಕೈ ಬೀಸು

ಕೈ ಬೀಸಮ್ಮ ಕೈ ಬೀಸೆ..
ಹೊರಗೆ ಹೋಗೋಣ ಕೈ ಬೀಸೆ..
ತರಕಾರಿ ತರೋಣ ಕೈ ಬೀಸೆ..
ಮಿಠಾಯಿ ತರೋಣ ಕೈ ಬೀಸೆ..
ಕೈ ಬೀಸಮ್ಮ ಕೈ ಬೀಸೆ..

ಜೂಜು ಮಲ್ಲಿಗೆ

ಅಜೂಜು ಮಲ್ಲಿಗೆ..  ಜಾಜಿ ಸಂಪಿಗೆ..
ರಾಜ ತೇಜ ಮಗುವೆ ನನ್ನ ಗಾಜು ಗೊಂಬೆಯೇ..

ಓಲಾಡು

ಓಲಾಡಮ್ಮ  ಓಲಾಡೆ
ಪುಟ್ಟ ರಾಣಿಯೇ ಓಲಾಡೆ
ಸಿಂಗಾರ ಲಕ್ಷ್ಮಿಯೇ ಓಲಾಡು..
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Sunday, December 12, 2010

Freezing Flames

Sunday, December 12, 2010 2 Comments
Saanvi was an intelligent girl and Rishyak was a happy-go-lucky type of a person. They studied in the same college. Rishyak and Saanvi faced each other in a debate.


 Acquaintance grew into friendship, friendship to love and then marriage. She conceived after an year of their blissful marriage.
Saanvi was very happy when she woke up. She looked at Rishi; he looked like a sleeping child. She smiled, moved towards him, kissed him on his forehead and was getting off the cot; he held her hand and said, “Happy Birthday Saanu”. He gave her a nice warm hug before she got on with her daily chores.

Rishyak dropped Saanvi at office everyday. He asked her to sit in the car while he would lock the main door of the house. She was thrilled to see a gift box on the car seat.


 She saw a note which said “A small gift to the biggest gift of God”. She had tears in her eyes, she opened the wrapper. It was an MP3 player. “Wow! That’s choo cute! Thanks a looooott Rishi!” she exclaimed. 

He dropped her off at her office. Bid bye for the day. As she stepped into the office, she greeted everyone with a wave of hand and smile on her lips.Her smile was a mood lifter for many. She went to her work place. Switched on her desktop. She had some mails to check and some documents to share. She checked task allocation register, she had finished all tasks for the day and it was just 12 noon.

She minimized the windows on the desktop, she saw Rishi’s photo, which was set as the wallpaper. She remembered the gift. She put on the ear phones and set the volume high.



She went to her favorite place in the office - The Terrace Garden.
She sat on the lawn, behind the (bonsai) miniature woody tree, closed her eyes, got lost in the world of music . 


 

And there was a sudden fire outbreak in at office. The fire alarm started buzzing. She could not hear. Her ear phones were on. She was sitting behind bonsai plants over the lawn. Emergency Rescue Team of her office could not spot her when they came to the terrace. The entry was made in the log. "0 Found 0 Rescued".

She smelt something burning. She took off the ear phones.She looked down; she saw flames were shooting out of 1st floor windows. She was horrified. She had left her cell phone on her desk in 1st floor. She ran to the lift lobby. She hit the lift buttons hard. Mains were switched off. She sobbed. She shouted for help. Amidst all the noise, none could hear her cries.

She wanted her child to be safe. She prayed God to save her child. Rishyak loved children. And she remembered how lovingly he had said that he wanted a kid which resembled her.

She decided to use stairs. She had to descend 5 floors to reach to the nearest exit. Flames were all around her. The smoke was suffocating. She held her duppatta on to her nose. She could hardly get oxygen. Her vision was blurring. She was losing balance of her body. Intense heat was draining her out.

She thought “I don’t want to die. I have to live somehow, I have to live for my child, I have to live for Rishi”. She remembered reading somewhere that burning to death was the reported to be the most painful death. The flames from the door of 1st floor, swelled to a raging inferno .She were reacted very quickly. She fell on her stomach to save herself.

The pain was unbearable. She knew the fall had done harm to her child. She could sense that she was bleeding. She howled with all her might “Someone help me, I don’t want to die”.
She was losing a lot of blood. She saw that she had almost reached ground floor. She wanted to reach the exit which was just a few steps away. She had burns and bruises all over her body.

She had hopes left that she would be rescued. She heard someone screaming in the ground floor. She wanted to tell them that she was there. She could not make any sound. Her voice box had given up. She did not have strength to stand on her feet. She wanted to be alive at the least till she spoke to Rishyak. She didn’t want her birth day to be her death day.  




Her closing eyes saw a fireman spotting her. She thanked God as the images blurred.





 
When she opened her eyes, she didn’t have any pain; she put her hand on her tummy. Baby was not there. She was scared stiff. She yelled at Rishyak whose eyes were welled up with tears. He did not hear. The doctors came in and said, "I am sorry, I tried my best to save your wife "
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