A Quest on Overdrive … :)

An eccentric rambler on life's lessons and mercies, found and lost… :)


Finding that balance…

… is just another wee bit of the usual, for her, this woman, who has come into our lives, in the most loving and fairly unexpected of ways🙂 True to her zodiac, she symbolizes the even keel of emotion, of sense, of knowing just the right words, actions, and feelings to bring to you, to her own self as well🙂

Friends who have known her, her partner in life, my son, and her adorable daughter, Naina, quite apart from her own family, I am sure would also refer to her fiery, passionate self, but with a certain knowledge as to how she does, well ( duh, again), find the balance where many of us would tip over the edge.

Oh yes, my Arien Sun Child can get a bit too childlike, sometimes go over the top in his enthusiasm, but ever since she has come into his life, and they have become the best of themselves for each other, I must say he’s grown a bit, beyond his 11 years (that’s a private joke between the Sun Child and I😛 )

She calms, she sweetens the air, she giggles with the naive, innocence that only someone who has that child within can bring into play🙂🙂 That, now, is a loaded sentence too!🙂 With Nainu, she has been the most gracious, loving yet firm of mothers I know. How does she know so much, I wonder, when I have more or less fumbled my own way and muddled through motherhood! You know, that assured way of simply knowing that this is the way to handle that bundle of energy… she shows me each day, how it is done, how I wished I could have done it, had I a chance to go back in time🙂

Be that as it may, I know for sure that Arjun has been the luckiest of men, to have been able to find Pratibha, the Libran, in this tale🙂 With the Ram headed determination, he did set out to woo her, and win her hand, and I know for sure there isn’t a day he does not give thanks, even if not deliberately🙂🙂😀

She celebrates her birthday today, this charming, beautiful, idealistic, gregarious young lady, the mother of my grandottie, Nainu, and partner to my Sun Child. But even without all these connections she has brought into my life, I know this is one gal I would know the instant we met, whenever, however, wherever, even without my Sun Child and their adorable daughter🙂 That’s who she is.

She touches others with a simple honesty, an open friendliness, a gracious welcoming smile. Her laughter, her smiles cements any apprehension you might have. And her sensible demeanour will instantly put you at ease…

Happy birthday, Parukutty, my dearest dearest daughter❤ ;  you are wished the best in life, this day, and the rest of the year. It will be memorable, and add to the grace, the bearing you carry in life; giving you challenges that you will, in your sweetness and self assurance, meet head on, giving of yourself, and being loved infinitely more each day, by each of us who know and treasure you! May you be blessed to be that lovely little girl I always see in you, the one who unhesitatingly reaches out to help, to comfort, to be there with a patient listening ear, and give me these incredibly gentle and sensible suggestions🙂 Just as Neeti does too!


Happy happieeeeee birthday from all of us, Pratibha! Wishing you rainbows, and laughter, and hugs and kissess and always LOVE, always, ever and a day more…❤ And then some!!!

As that song in The Sound of Music goes, I realize, each day, that somewhere in my youth or wicked childhood, I must have done something goooood… to have found you, and Neeti❤

Blessed be, my dearest girl🙂 Stay awesome🙂

There’s a virtual gift, in this, a card, made and sent by one of my own kids, from school🙂 You met him, when he came to visit Naina🙂 Vivek :) He sends his wishes, to his Bhabhi,🙂❤

Wishing you an amazing day, with the love of your loved ones, and the companionship of your friends🙂 Missing you so much🙂

P.S Riddhi, your picture is being used without prior permission🙂 I know you’ll approve😀

14 October, 2016




Coming Up For Air

That cloud burst.
Aeons worth of vagrant
Intangible, angst-ridden
Thoughts, condensed
On knots of pain.

The dam burst.
Brimming over,
Churning, pushing
Them angst-ridden emotions.

Washed away.
Fighting, to hold on.

Till I finally
Or did they?

Let go.


I did.
Rootless, wild
Thrashing, calming.

I let go.

And just like I knew.

I was finished…

21 September, 2016


That Virgo Woman

A pretty spectacle. Pretty. Spectacle. Decidedly determined. All spine. Made of steel too. Not just that. Loyal to the core.

“Her eyes are cool pools of pure love, and when she smiles, she can light up a whole room with her radiance. Better keep her”, said Linda Goodman. “You may never get so lucky again.”


I know I got lucky. He got lucky too, when he met her. And they kept each other, in the hallowed house of matrimony. They were pretty young when they did make that house, but you see, that is what it is about that Virgo Woman – you had better get her, for you might not get so lucky again. And he knew that, did he not?😉

She’s not the sort, like her Leo partner, who’d make that entry and crack the wisecracks there be, but you betcha you’d notice her, there’s a mysterious, quiet, waiting quality in this woman, and “passion of the spirit” , a romance with life, if you will – knowing what comes and what goes, and where one deals with the realities and dreams of life.

She’s known what she’s about. Ever since I have known here, that is the one thing that struck me about her – a quietness, but a waiting quietness; a knowing; a knowing about those she cares, and tends to, with that same fierceness of one who realizes it is on her. No compromises there.🙂 Told ya. We got lucky🙂❤

There is a world of love, this moment, that envelops her, reaching out, from a hemisphere and half a world, as she waits patiently for ME 😛 to get to her, in a week’s time, from all of us, here! It would have meant so much to us, and duh😀 her, for only she be missing in the midst of this family, here in the N. Hemisphere, and she be in the S. Hemisphere🙂 For she celebrates her birthday, as the clock strikes midnight, four hours ahead of us here, and we begin her celebrations, in earnest, sending out our prayers, blessings, wishes and much much much love from each of us, starting with the littlest… Ammini😛 , Changaran, Kunju… Nainu, Arun, Archana, Paru, Arjun, Kuttan, Paru (4 legged😛 ) , Appu, Kiru, Lakshmi, Abhi, N’ammai, G’amman, Chitta, Anu, Viju, Trips, Vinu, Mush, Ammumzzz… and of course, and Ash… and the awesome writer of this blog… to who she is her DIL🙂🙂🙂😛😛😛


Haapppieeeee Neeetiiiiii!!!!!


Happiieeeeee Neetikutty! It’s going to be a mindblowingly, jawdroppingly, amazing year. Has to be. It can’t not.🙂🙂 When the collective of the wishes are the sort we’re capable of generating, it WILL Danged BE😛😛 As it always has been🙂😀

And, by the way, I’ve actually succeeded in making the awesomest wish ever, in under 500 words!

God Bless, always, Neets🙂 Love you soh soh soh much much much!

For 30 August, 2016

Missing you so much!



I run.
I’ve always run.

Why, you might wonder.
Then again, you might not.
If you knew me.

I’ve run, before I took a baby step.
You see, I needed to get ahead –

Of what?

Well, for one-
The dogs, of war-
Nipping at my heels
Aiming for my throat.

For food too.
You don’t run for it
You don’t eat-
You might not eat anyway;
For what you gather, claim…
You give your
Starving brothers and sisters.

But my legs, they grew
Carried me further.

Than I had ever been before.

I began to run
Because I could.
Because my legs
Became my voice.
Their voice too-
My peoples’.

I run, even now
Maybe slower, for age
Relentless age, has caught up.

But I run, all the same-

To showcase-
That step in the right direction.
That an urge, for justice.
That a need, for a soul
Crying out for redemption
May find an echo
In the billion, billion

Who watch me
Who breathe with me
For me…
Who cheer me on!

With love.

A love that unites us
A love that far surpasses
All the hate the rest can muster…

A love for life
For the spirit within
That will run
No matter what!

On the energy
of that love…

Of Sport!

6 August, 2016


Kipchoge Keino, 1st Olympic Laurel Award




Vanderlei De Lima, marathon runner




The Sun Sculpture by Antony Howe, Kinetic Wind Sculptor


#RioOlympics2016 #Inspired #KipchogeKeino #FirstOlympicLaurelAwardInstitutedByIOC #VanderleiDeLima #OlympicFlameLitByVdL

Watching the live telecast of the Opening Ceremony of the Rio Olympics 2016 was a goosebumps affair. Listening to Kipchoge Keino, dual Olympic Gold Medal winner in 1968 and 1972, for the 1500m and the 3000m steeplechase; watching that video where he spoke of how, at 8 years he would run all the way to his school, of how education is the one weapon that cannot cause destruction, only create peace; of how we come into the world with nothing and leave, with nothing, so we must live with peace, love and unity; who now, at 76, lives with the sole purpose of leaving the world a better place, where he is at – providing basic amenities like food, shelter and education, for, as he says,

Education supports and empowers our youth to mould them to bring positive change and humanity, so we much motivate them!

He provides that shelter, runs a private school, giving high school education, and has a training centre for the young people of his country, to develop and empower themselves. He hopes that through sports, peace will be brought about!

Watching him speak, with the fire of his measured gentlessness was a moment out of time!

May this spirit of sportsmanship guide and lead the rest of us, as we muddle though life!

The environment-friendly message of the small Olympic flame; the kinetic sculpture by Antony Howe in the background; the suspense that built up, wondering who would light the Olympic flame – and then came Vanderlei De Lima, the marathon runner, slowly ascending the steps to do the honours!


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As that dream you’ve always had!
Amazing us all, 
Articulating your deepest desires…🙂

Secured to the bonds that 
Scaffold, in certain faith
Serene knowing we’re your safety net!

High, as high as you want
Happy, hearty, in all good humour
Here… we’ll always be, for you, Just For You!

With confidence, knowing all the time, you’re a
Winner in life, 
Working to make what you love to do!

Into a love that holds you spellbound
Inspiring always, with your 
Innate goodness, and goofiness😛

Navigating the skies of opportunities
Negotiating each twist, turn and tack
Nattily, neatly, and with elan, as you always do!!!

Dearest Ashwin

The above is an acrostic in tercets, just to show you how your still-nerdy-hatke mom will never learn the basics of simple things, like simply saying, Dearest Ashwin, Happy wala birthday, Kunjunni❤ but she will the go whole hog and cook up a potpourri of crazy, wacky ideas, that actually come together in an insane but joyful way. Sounds just like your mad mom, no?

Well, this isn’t about her, but you, this day, when you are at this place in life when you’ve cleared the runway for the flight… on a different course in life! The nestling you had been is a sure and certain ace pilot of life, learning each day new skills and newer ways to make life as good as it gets! One thing I know you shall keep doing is this… learn, learn and learn some more🙂 It’s in your DNA – no escape – not that you want to either😛

So, my darling Lion, here goes… (yes, yes, yes, it has started… but there is something so compulsive about a cliché, that I keep going back to😛 )


A prayer, a wish, a song in my heart for you-
To soar, as that joyful bird
To sing, in wild abandon of love
To laugh at life in silliness and gaiety
To stop a while, smell the grass,
To be thankful for all you have
To be inspired by who you are
To always be able to converse with your loved ones
To run, or sit, or lie down

in the sure and certain knowledge that we’ve got you, we’ve got your back, and are always, always there for you!

Soar, my dear one. Roar, with joy too! Have the best one ever❤❤

Happy birthday, Ash🙂 My bachcha! This song – it says a lot I’d love to! Well Coldplay is going to do it on my behalf! Imagine aaaa!😛



Loads and loads of Love, always

P.S. That latest black and white pic. challenge – Navmi says you look “quite a bit” like me😀😀 That makes my day, as it does yours too, I hope!😛

For 3 August, 2016

Psst. Glossary – in case you’re too lazy to google😛

tercet-a set or group of three lines of verse rhyming together or connected by rhyme with an adjacent triplet (mine does not rhyme😛 )

acrostic-An acrostic is a poem (or other form of writing) in which the first letter (or syllable, or word) of each line (or paragraph, or other recurring feature in the text) spells out a word or a message. (Your name is the acrostic, dear Ashwin, in one short of  the seven colours of a rainbow, supposedly 😛 )

Birthday Blog Tradition posts for Ashwin, over the years from 2009 :