Weekends are always so hectic. Yesterday I'd gone to my son's annual day. It was fun and it just makes me feel so proud watching him perform on stage :-). Today's going to be a quiet day...intentionally so!....and since rajiv's taken our son out to play outside, I have time here to write a bit. hmmm...I'd actually written a few days back but never got around to posting it here. But before I do that I must make a mention here of some of the new blogs I had a look at. The reason why I'm doing that is because...some people do write so very well and pick up some very interesting topics and subjects to write and raise a debate about. And I can't help but wonder why I can't do the same?! But each one to his/her own.... this space is about writing what I feel and that comes from within me... and has everything to do with my life, my personal experiences and what affects me...good and bad. And I certainly don't want to apologise for any boring dull post!:-)....but I felt I need to do this little bit of explaining ( to anyone whoe cares to spend time here and actually read what i write!!) before I move on....
Dated: 9th Dec' 2005
Summer Stories....
Today morning I was thinking of nani (my maternal grandma)…and of exciting summer hols spent at my grandma’s plc…a part of me longed to be a child again…to be back there…young, carefree…not a care in the world!!! What I remember most is being with all my cousins and visiting mom’s ancestral home…which was some distance from the town where nani now lives. I luvvd the car ride…and the house (they called it the palace but to me it looks more like a one of those filmi havelis….huge, sprawling and parts of it falling into ruins). I remember us cousins chatting through the night…telling wild scary ghost stories…being frightened of every lil’ sound...and never venturing around the place alone!!
There was one story which I particularly remember and always share it when I’m with friends…
Way back when my mom was a child and her 4th sister (I think 4th…they’re seven in total!)…was born, my nani decided to get a new nanny to take care of the baby. Nani hadn’t decided where this new nanny would be sleeping on the first night, at this very same haveli, so she put her up in one of the spare rooms telling her that this arrangement was for a night only. The woman made her bed on the floor and fell asleep. Next morning when nani went to check on her, she found the nanny scared out of her wits and insisting she wanted to go back home right away. Nani kept asking her to at least tell…what had happened. And she came up with the following narration…..she said she woke up late night and finding it cold on the floor she decided to sleep on the bed in the room. No sooner had she settled into a comfortable sleep…she was woken with a rude nudge. On opening her eyes, she saw a very pretty woman all decked up in jewels staring angrily at her and demanding that she get out of her bed…and her room!! Frightened the nanny got of the bed and kept saying sorry…she fell at this lady’s feet. When she looked up, the pretty lady had vanished….gone…like she was never there! …..
My nani didn’t really believe her story…thought one of the girls might have played a prank on her, so she asked her to describe this pretty woman. Hearing the details….she was very taken aback because…she got a strange feeling that she knew who this nanny was talking about….the description matched a member of the family. So she took this lady to her room and showed her a photograph. Seeing the photo, the nanny said…yess…this is that woman….who is she? And my nani looked at her in total disbelief saying, “This is my husband’s great great grandmother….she died years ago! She was very beautiful and very vain…proud of her looks and her room was filled with mirrors coz she loved to see herself. How could you have possibly seen her?” The nanny, of course, left the job after this…
And yes, the room still exists, in that very same haveli and nope; I’ve never been in it ;-)!!
Dated: 9th Dec' 2005
Summer Stories....
Today morning I was thinking of nani (my maternal grandma)…and of exciting summer hols spent at my grandma’s plc…a part of me longed to be a child again…to be back there…young, carefree…not a care in the world!!! What I remember most is being with all my cousins and visiting mom’s ancestral home…which was some distance from the town where nani now lives. I luvvd the car ride…and the house (they called it the palace but to me it looks more like a one of those filmi havelis….huge, sprawling and parts of it falling into ruins). I remember us cousins chatting through the night…telling wild scary ghost stories…being frightened of every lil’ sound...and never venturing around the place alone!!
There was one story which I particularly remember and always share it when I’m with friends…
Way back when my mom was a child and her 4th sister (I think 4th…they’re seven in total!)…was born, my nani decided to get a new nanny to take care of the baby. Nani hadn’t decided where this new nanny would be sleeping on the first night, at this very same haveli, so she put her up in one of the spare rooms telling her that this arrangement was for a night only. The woman made her bed on the floor and fell asleep. Next morning when nani went to check on her, she found the nanny scared out of her wits and insisting she wanted to go back home right away. Nani kept asking her to at least tell…what had happened. And she came up with the following narration…..she said she woke up late night and finding it cold on the floor she decided to sleep on the bed in the room. No sooner had she settled into a comfortable sleep…she was woken with a rude nudge. On opening her eyes, she saw a very pretty woman all decked up in jewels staring angrily at her and demanding that she get out of her bed…and her room!! Frightened the nanny got of the bed and kept saying sorry…she fell at this lady’s feet. When she looked up, the pretty lady had vanished….gone…like she was never there! …..
My nani didn’t really believe her story…thought one of the girls might have played a prank on her, so she asked her to describe this pretty woman. Hearing the details….she was very taken aback because…she got a strange feeling that she knew who this nanny was talking about….the description matched a member of the family. So she took this lady to her room and showed her a photograph. Seeing the photo, the nanny said…yess…this is that woman….who is she? And my nani looked at her in total disbelief saying, “This is my husband’s great great grandmother….she died years ago! She was very beautiful and very vain…proud of her looks and her room was filled with mirrors coz she loved to see herself. How could you have possibly seen her?” The nanny, of course, left the job after this…
And yes, the room still exists, in that very same haveli and nope; I’ve never been in it ;-)!!
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