A Divine Experience !!!

Balashree Harinie Jeevitha is how I wud like to call her.The official intimation about the award has already been recd.( hope its answers all brows raised).She is waiting to recieve the honor from the President of India.

http://www.nationalbalbhavan.nic.in/index1.asp?linkid=281&langid=1

A class 10^th Student in PSBB.With  lot of awards and prestigious performances in her kitty…

Her performance yday at Kapaleeswarar Temple was a precise display of Bhava Raga Tala.She just made a flattering impression on everybody gathered there.

Should I say she is gifted..or is she blessed..or is she talented??? I think she is combination of all three…and a rare combo.The highlight of the evening was a Varnam on Ambal…the way she depicted her Karunai…especially in the story of Abirama Bhattar-when the Goddess appears before Abirama Bhattar,he surrenders in Her feet with utmost devotion…and Harinie jus fell flat on the dais …a Shashtanga Namaskara…with a dhadal !!!

That’s when tears started rolling out..and I jus couldn’t control..is it for her passion…for her expression…or the devotion that she conveyed thru her dance ??? A million dollar question…A huge round of applause from the crowd…and she just continued with her Varnam as if nothing had happened !!! Her expressions are her strength.Abhinaya cannot be taught. It ought to be felt from within by a dancer. And Harinie does it with ease.

We all were bound by her explicit expressions…She made us cry,laugh,envy and made us identify with a Divine source.There was so much positive vibration.There was a certain Divinity in her dance !!!Its been 24 hrs since the performance and Im still not out of the trance !!Im still nodding my head in utter disbelief...how cud a small girl be so...very expressive !!

Harinie was full of energy and enthusiasm till the end and it showed her several hundreds of hours of rigid practice and rehearsals.It was indeed a great moment for me…I was just not proud of her..but a pride…that she is my niece !!! And it was a blessing for all us to watch such a scintillating performance!!

She is here to make a mark !!!And I think she is born to dance !!

To know more about Harinie

http://www.harinie.org/

The Day I was Reborn- For the Fire Freeze Contest

I dedicate this to My Angel on whose birth I was Reborn !!!

Tk U Shreya kutti...its coz of u I am able to share the wonderful experience !!!

From the day I read about this contest I ve been wanting to pen my thots and experience…I ve been munching those days at the back of my mind…

An insight 

The day we saw the faintest pink double line, It was one of the most thrilling days of my life, to know from that moment forward, nothing would ever be the same.

First Trimester

I was not looking pregnant , but I had already started feeling it. Today I was moody…next day I was happy-the culprit -my fluctuating hormones. Morning sickness was in full swing.My husband was doing his night shifts…I was in a new city ,in an all new apartment where only a few had moved in…. at nights all alone..with tears rolling down…

My nausea continued… putting me in to all kinds of trouble..I wud nt be able to speak continuously for few minutes over phone…People at the other end can only hear oooovaaa…Thats when my parents decided to join us for a month!! It was a great respite…

I started seeing a slight bulging tummy.Thats when I really believed that I was pregnant.And I shared the arrival of a new member in the family with others.U know what….I was bombarded with loads of advice from elders,relatives,friends etc etc…

Second Trimester

I can say without a blink,the BEST phase..my honeymoon period…not only of my pregnancy..but of my LIFE !! I was more energetic… I heard a divine call sayg, “Nothing wrong in taking care of yourself.Mark my words….you will never find time for yourself after your sweet little bliss is born”.I took it to my heart and did everything possible to pamper myself and royally allowed others to pamper me!!

I hogged everythg that I saw...My husband involved himself in everystage of the pregnancy.I maintained a journal for every month and took pics so that we can show it to our baby !!!

Mmm..yummy food is something that was always on my mind these days.My husband would come back home in the middle of the night and prepare a veg/fruit salad or a sandwich to feed me !!!
I kept myself busy by attending antenatal classes,listening to melodious music,relaxing,exercising,walking and ofcourse being forgetfull,dropping things and being clumsy !!!

Third trimester

My belly started looking like a basket ball!!And an itchy belly too… Pushing, Pedalling,Kicking,Cycling… baby’s kickings and somersaults deprived me of sleep…but I enjoyed it…

I had my quota of tension witha high fever of 103 degrees during my ninth month and rashes all over the body when I frequented the hospital in the middle of the nights!!

The labour 

It was Amavasa day and the next day was the first day of Navarathri.That was my due date Sept 22 nd.. and I was worried why haven’t I delivered??? We went for a checkup…came back home…My mom keeps Golu..my husband was building the steps and placing the dolls and as usual I was giving instructions…We slept at 12 midnite.By 1.00 am I started feeling a little uneasy…Immediately I took my pregnancy bible and looked for symptoms and signs…I waited till 3.00 am and then woke my husband …and then my mom…We started off to the hospital.

Had mixed emotions…
When the initial formalities were over,the doc said, “ Its 5.30 am now,if u co operate u will deliver by 8.30 am…U have already dilated 4 cm”.My husband’s support,God’s grace ,my antenatal lessons and the doc’s continous encouragement…made me sail thru the labour with absolute ease…

The doctor said,Congrats !!! I saw the clock in front of me on the wall…It was 8.30 am…and I asked the doc what baby? She said girl !! I was overwhelmed with happiness that I din disappoint my husband…I asked the nurse to tell my husband “Its Shreya”.

The magical moment…Elated….But at the same time Exhausted… The little bundle of Joy was finally in our hands. But the responsibilities ahead bogged down my confidence .Will I be able handle this tiny tot on hand??? Lot of questions flushing my mind…I din know whether I should feel happy or sad !!!!!

Born on the first day of Navratri…life hasn’t been the same…My whole world exists in her eyes..My greatest achievement so far,,and wud ever be…giving birth to my bliss… I will never be more proud of anything, than I am of being a Mother. I will always be thankful to God for the gift that has turned me into a mother.

Every pregnancy is unique in its own way !!

As a mother you will be reborn with your baby’s birth!!

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Heads Up !! Be Proud !!

This one is jus a forwarded mail..But worth a read..

The officer at the Driving License counter asked the lady "What is your occupation?"



The woman seeking renewal of her license seemed to be puzzled. So the officer said "Ma'am, are you employed, have your own business

or........



The woman replied "Oh, yes!! I have a full time occupation. I am a mother"



Officer: "We don't have 'mother' as an option for occupation. I will write it down as 'Housewife'. That takes care of all questions."



This had happened long ago, and was forgotten. Years later when I went to get my license, the Public Relations Officer was a somewhat pompous. woman.



"Your occupation?" she asked in a rather authoritative tone.



I just had an inspiration and replied "I am a researcher in the field of Child Development, Nutrition and Inter-personal Relationships"



The lady officer stared at me in amazement. I calmly repeated my statement and she wrote it down verbatim. Then, unable to conceal her curiosity, she politely asked "What exactly do you do in your profession, Ma'am?"



I was feeling good about having described my occupation so calmly and confidently. So I replied "My research projects have been going on for a number of years (Mothers never retire!!). My research is conducted in the laboratory as well as in the field. I have two bosses. (One is

God and the other is my entire family). I have received two honours in this field. (A son and a daughter) My topic is considered to be the most difficult part of sociology.(All moms will agree!!). I have to work more than 14 hours every day. Sometimes even 24 hours are not

enough and the challenges are tougher than many other professions. My compensation is in terms of mental satisfaction rather than money"



I could see that the officer was thoroughly impressed. After completing the licensing formalities, she came to the door to see me off.



This new viewpoint about my occupation made me feel much better on my way back home. I was welcomed by my 5 year old research assistant at the door. My new project (my 6 month old baby) was energetically practicing her 'music'.



I had earned a small victory over the Governmental red tape today. I was no longer 'merely a mother', instead I was now a highly placed functionary in a service vital for mankind - Motherhood!!



'Mother' - Isn't it a great title. Fit to be added to the nameplate on the door!! By this standard, grandmothers deserve to be called Senior Research Officers, and Great Grandmothers qualify as 'Research Directors'. Aunts and other ladies of that age group can be called 'Research Facilitators'



Please share this with all mothers, grandmothers, great grandmothers, all ladies currently holding posts like didi-tai-chachi-mami-mausi-bua ...... They will all shower you with blessings and life will be happier.



Matrudevo bhava !! (मात्रुदेवो भव ।)

Im gonna get back to this blog whenever I feel low...Feel proud about my research and job !! Would you??