Teeny-weeny things I hate in winter

It’s cold these days and the heater is on most of the time in my house. In this cold weather some of the teeny-weeny things I hate to do:

1. Washing my hair and stepping out of the house. I do use hair dryer but then I don’t have time to completely dry my hair.
2. Sometimes I don’t switch on the fan when I take shower. The hot vapors collect and create a Sauna effect. I don’t like going out of the bath after a hot shower.
3. I dislike wearing any metal chain. I don’t like the touch of the cold metal on my warm skin especially after a super hot bath.
4. Wearing my trousers. They need few minutes to get warm after wearing (absorbing body heat)!! I don’t mean that I dislike wearing trousers (OF COURSE I DO WEAR TROUSERS, What were you thinking??? !!!) Only I wish they underwent some kind of heat treatment before wearing.
5. I come out of my room getting ready and my finger tips have started to wrinkle. I hate the dry wrinkled fingers!! My palm seems to shrink and fingers start curling inwards. I have to stretch them and quickly apply a moisturizer.
6. The moisturizer makes me look all the more oily. Now after applying a body lotion, I begin to wonder did I take a bath just now??? It’s oily!!! Ewww!! My husband who doesn’t like oily moisturizers, prefers to settle with dry wrinkled hands and legs. I wonder how he could???? Anyway, I look in the mirror. The moisturizer has made me oily, devoid of freshness!! It looks like I have just come from gym or a treacherous hike. Adding to that, I am terrible in applying make up on!! Some days however I give it a try. I take the liquid foundation and apply on my face and happily go to work. Obviously I look different from other days.My friends look at me in sympathy and ask if I am not doing well!!! Gosh, oily is better. At least it makes me look NORMAL!!!
7. I hate sitting inside my freaking cold car. However I open the door and all it has to offer me is the cold seat, on which I hate to settle. I hold the steering wheel which is just as cold as the seat. I switch on the heater in the car, cold air blows on my face. By now all the heat I got from my Sauna is lost.
8. I hate the static generated in my hair, hands and legs. By evening the moisturizer would have been absorbed completely and rubbing of clothes against skin creates static making it hard to remove the clothes clinging to my body. And when I pull the cloth I hate the crackling sound.

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Back in The U.S.

Ever since I came back from India, I was feeling home sick. Days were depressing and gloomy. There’s no shouting of vegetable vendors or of street sweepers in the morning. Everything is so quiet. Adding to the monotony was the weather, it’s become cold, foggy and dark, doesn’t feel so energetic. I even became philosophic and these lines haunted me like never before.

ಯಾವ ಮೋಹನ ಮುರಳಿ ಕರೆಯಿತೋ ದೂರ ತೀರಕೆ ನಿನ್ನನು
ಯಾವ ಬೃಂದಾವನವು ಸೆಳೆಯಿತೋ ನಿನ್ನ ಮಣ್ಣಿನ ಕಣ್ಣನು

I sang this song several times in my school days. These lines are from a poem by Gopalakrishna Adiga. Lord Krishna is a great flutist, people get engrossed and forget themselves when He plays. The music that comes from his flute is so beautiful and magnetic that one can’t help but get attracted to it. The poet says, what was that as great as music from Lord Krishna’s flute that took you to a distant place? What beautiful garden (Brindavana) attracted your eyes?

ಇರುವುದೆಲ್ಲವ ಬಿಟ್ಟು ಇರದುದರೆಡೆಗೆ ತುಡಿವುದೆ ಜೀವನ

Life is leaving everything that you have and going towards nothing.

Ahhh!! how much it haunted me every day. To get myself out of this gloominess, my husband suggested me to read Beechi’s “Bullets-u Bombs-u Bhagavadgeete”, well the title is misleading but it’s a humorous book written by B.S. Keshava Rao about puns and articles written by Beechi himself. It also includes humorous incidents as told by people close to Beechi. Beechi’s complete name is Raayasam Bheemasen Rao, he is very well known as Karnataka’s George Bernard Shaw.

I liked an article I read yesterday. Beechi who is die hard fan of D.V.Gundappa/DVG especially DVG’s book – Mankutimmana Kagga – has written some poems appreciating Mankutimma – in the words of a fictional character -Timma.

One day Timma wins 2 lakh Rupees. Timma is a good Samaritan, wants to help people from this money. He thinks of building a temple and realizes only Hindus will visit. He then thinks of building a mosque, but only Muslims are allowed. He thinks of building a Church, but then only Christians will visit. Timma is confused, he thinks of building something that everybody will visit. He then builds six ‘toilets’ in a row!! Purpose served 🙂 Isn’t that beautiful?

I have finished half the book, already in love with Beechi. I bought this book and one more ‘Medammana GanDa’ and two books of my favorite author S.L.Bhairappa – kavalu – daaTu – Can’t wait to read them.

There is some kind of joy in reading books written in mother-tongue.

If you talk to a man in a language he understands, that goes to his head. If you talk to him in his language, that goes to his heart.
Nelson Mandela

Ghastly Ghost

Driving alone,

On a New moon night

Car broke down on a deserted road,

Wolves howling Owls Hooting in unison,

Encompassing spookiness

Thick dense trees by roadside,

Creepy wind

Rustling leaves and Creaky branches,

Unanimously awakening an old Spirit ,

In a nearby cemetery.

Beneath the gravestones,

Rising from it’s tomb

To quench it’s thirst

With long black hair and teeth like Dracula

Dressed in medieval clothing,

grinning like a Cheshire cat, advancing in excitement.

I stand freezing and shivering, grinding my teeth perspiring

and Inspiring  the Spirit

The Sound Of Laughter

“The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.” by Nicolas Chamfort, a French Writer

Laughter has a healing power. I feel light after a good laugh. Hence I ask my hubby to dance often! It acts as a great stress relief after a long day. I happened to read the book “The Sound of Laughter” by Bennett Cerf. It is a collection of short jokes on various categories like animals, marriage, anecdotes, children, musicians and so on. For the last couple of weeks, I have been reading this book, while cooking, at bed time, after work, unable to put it down.

In school days I collected “sayings” or “thoughts” and jotted down in a book and named it “Realities of Life”. It became my (secret)hobby. I hid the book like a treasure showing it to only few of my friends. Basically anything nice I came across, I liked to make a note of it. For the same reason I am writing this post. These are 40 something out of I don’t know some thousands of jokes from the book, just a sample from the ocean in which I took a dip and came out laughing! By sharing I am contaminating you with the Laughter disease! It includes puns from Bernard Shaw, Mark Twain,Yehudi Menuhin. Read on and have some fun:

Dental Appointment

Here starts again! The drilling session,
Upper wisdom tooth, he yells in tension
Braces embracing all our thirty-one friends,
Wonder how much time here he spends!
God save us, from this fuss!

Trifextra: we’re going a bit weird on you with this weekend’s short prompt.  Trifecta editor Lisa has a son who just lost his first tooth.  In honor of such a creepy event, we want you to write a 33-word response that uses the word tooth.  Your response can use any definition of the word but cannot tell the story of someone losing a tooth.  (Because we just told that story, and it was pretty boring the first time.) –

See more at: Trifextra weekend prompt

Cloudy mood

A cloudy weather bores me. In south east US it used to get dark very early in winter. By about 3 or 4 in the afternoon thick dark clouds covered the sky blocking even a single trace of Sun ray. Having just arrived from my home town which has lovely tropical climate, first thing I disliked in US was the boring and depressing weather.Boredom sometimes took me to depression. It required preparation to step out of the house even for a short evening stroll. We had to load ourselves with layers of clothing , wear mufflers, hand gloves and  winter hats. The night sky had no stars which was a big disappointment for me.

A day in MY kitchen

I remember the day very well. It was such a wonderful and bright day with not much work to do. I had ample time and finished my morning routine and got to my workplace, my kitchen, to see awaiting orders. There were not many orders either, just one, surprisingly. I thought to myself, this is the time to show some of my skills. I got containers of all ingredients and started putting in a wok.

1 cup of humor

1 cup of politeness

1/2 cup of friendliness

1/4 th cup of patience

1/2 cup of  loyalty

1 table spoon of lot of sleep

2 teaspoon of indifference and stubbornness