Standard Deviation

I need help, should have been a better title to the post, but the one I used, sounded better. *grin* Suffice is to say, I do need help/answers.

Kutie is doing well, learning, playing, and generally going places. I am trying very hard to ensure that he grows up multilingual like his parents, you know the kind – the one who talks to friends in Hinglish (hindi-english mix), talks to yet another group in British English, to someone else in yet another language. I think its valuable for the little guy to learn his mother tongue (yes my language, my traits, see if a language as a word for it, it couldn’t be that bad now, can it? ) Yes he does speak – whatever few words in his mother tongue, but he is picking up other words from the daycare. It used to be “idhu” for everything and now its “this” – means the same thing, but sorry this rose called my many names is just a little different!

Why do I sound so mad at this, because it’s Monday and I have tons of things to get to, and the fact that I don’t want a kid who is disgusted at talking to his parents in a language that probably none of his friends know and care about. I have seen many types – ones who would rather be caught dead than speak their mother tongue (the older kids usually), younger ones who used to speak their mother tongue at home and now don’t, and yet another who still do both. Though unfortunately the later, is often a non-Indian, Europeans, Chinese, Spanish, Japanese etc. (don’t know why that is the case, but that’s the not the topic discussion here)

My parents did it, I grew up in a town that was unfamiliar with my mother tongue, but still managed to speak the tongue, but not everyone did it. Did my parents do something right, or was it just a fluke event? And if you say what they did was right, then are parents to blame, when their child is not speaking their tongue. What about parents that both speak a different tongue? What then? Do you teach the child two languages plus the universal Hindi or English as the case might be? Is this more of an issue for parents who are away from their homeland? And if so, does it matter then at all … if your child is likely to be away, does he really need his mother tongue?

All said and done, all we want is for our kids to grow up with all the tools they will need to face the world tomorrow – language is one of the tools to communicate and so, does possessing various languages become more valuable than owning just one?

Finally I pose this question, is there anyone out there who has successfully taught their kids one or two or more languages … maybe its Hindi/Chinese/Spanish/French/Italian at home and English at school, or the other way round. What did you do? What worked, what did not? Pointers anyone?

If reading this I sound anti-English then you are mistaken. I love that language too. I majored in it for goodness sake! I repeat I just want my son, to learn two or more languages like many of us did, and love & respect each and every one of them. I mean, I love the effect when people say, ‘Oh you speak this many languages”, “You speak well” etc … is that asking for too much?

More about moi!

Tagged by little Aaru ... a few more things about Moi!

Last Movie You Saw In a Theater: Superman Returns (last year, few days before my delivery)
What Book Are You Reading: Cannot remember, do reading books to Kutie count… This is so depressing! Note to myself: Find the time to get back into the grove on reading!
Favorite Board Game: Too many ... Cards, Monopoly, Uno .. I love playing!
Favorite Magazine: Entertainment Weekly
Favorite Smells: Soil after the first rain
Favorite Sound: When Kutie calls Amma when he wakes up from sleep - the sleepy voice is oh sooo sweet & the sound of his tiny feet as he runs around the hardwood floors
Worst Feeling In The World: Getting lost
What Is The First Thing You Think Of When You Wake?: Can I go back to sleep, for another 5 mins?
Favorite Fast Food Place: Any chaat house ... if I can get some bhel, pani puris - see you there!
Future Child's Name: No idea!
Finish This Statement. "If I Had A Lot Of Money I'd...”: Travel the world
Do You Drive Fast?: Depends on who you ask! ;)
Do You Sleep With A Stuffed Animal?: Nope
Storms-Cool Or Scary?: Scary
What Was Your First Car?: Toyota
Favorite Drink: H20
Finish This Statement, "If I Had The Time I Would .....”: Travel, Play, Sleep …
Do You Eat The Stems On Broccoli?: Yes
If You Could Dye Your Hair Any Color, What Would Be Your Choice?: Golden brown
Name All The Different Cities/Towns You Have Lived In: Mumbai, Dallas, Bangalore, Bay area
Favorite Sports To Watch: Cricket
One Nice Thing About The Person Who Sent This To You: A little guy he might be, but oh what fun times doth he bring to his Mama and me!
What's Under Your Bed?: Box filled with clothes
Would You Like To Be Born As Yourself Again?: Yes
Morning Person Or Night Owl?: Night owl
Over Easy Or Sunny Side Up?: Eewwee eggs, never my favourite either way!
Favorite Place To Relax: Home with family and friends
Favorite Pie: Anything goes!
Favorite Ice Cream Flavor: Vanilla, Tuttie-fruite - actually anything except chocolate!
Of All The People You Tagged This To, Who's Most Likely To Respond First?:
Hmm .. no ideas! I think this tag has been around for a while, I have to figure out who to tag first - Swati? Kodi's mom? Rayshma? Anyone else?

Riddle-me-Ree, Who can she be?

Greetings wonderful MTBs!!!
and good work to all of you!
For having solved the riddle before
I give you all this clue.

The letter " B "

Write it down, add it on...
And let’s move on to the next little song.

This lady, strong, poised and staid
Created a furore when she called a maid - a maid
And the trolls rolled in with all their venom
And showed true qualities of their genome.
Angst over the school syndrome, she did go thru
And her Gift of God, she absolutely adores too.

Solve it and you get your lead
Misguess, and you lose your speed
Solve it slow but solve it now
And before you go, take a little bow

Go to 'Comments' and leave me a clue
Tell me which blog you are off to.
Good luck! Good luck! Be on your way.
You have your work, cut out for the day!

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Edited to add: To anyone who is still wondering what this is all about, no this is no virus attack, just a treasure hunt for some wonderful MTB's (mothers-to-be). A chain event that covers around 50 fellow bloggers, if you go around correctly, you would landed here through Gauri's blog and mine should lead you to Rohini and round and round you would go till you get to a wonderful treasure trove full of love, kind notes and some gyaan.

Thanks Maggie for the wonderful return rhymes, quoting them all here for posterity!

Here is the one from Gauri's blog about Moi! To whoever came up with this ... way cool!
“This bay area gal is a guru of sales
Also the girl next door, she regales
With tales of her son and being a mommy
She says her son is as cute as can be
Miracle of life is a birth
Thus spoke this mom in mirth.”

Maggie's return rhyme:
You've taken us on a merry ride I nearly had my brain fried!
But with the help of the other MTBs We found that the place to go is K3's!


Here is a small one from yours truly!

What a fun ride it was indeed,
New friends and old did I meet
So too everyone blessed be
Thanks and Thanks, for letting me in!

In Dad's Shoes ... & More!

There are few things in life that we take for granted, no I don't mean parents (which most often we do) - I am talking about the material things (for now).

I love photos ... sometimes, when I was younger, on a warm afternoon, my dad and I would bring out all the albums (in the name of cleaning up the cupboard) and immerse ourselves in nostalgia. I would try to hunt my parents and myself in the old black & white pictures, laugh at dress code of yesteryears and marvel when I would be told a story surrounding that picture. Later in life, I remember a time when my honey was shown all the old pictures, I was sort of ashamed ... not really wanting him to see me as a little girl in ponytail, shy and demure. I felt that was not the 'me' anymore. But he said, 'It's is so nice that your parents have all the memorabilia surrounding your life, I don't think I have so many things from my childhood days,' Thats when it hit me, photos are valuable, its a window into the past. A way to see where we came from, our friends, that perhaps we are destined never to meet again, places that we might never visit again ... a little crooked path to go back in time, to rewind and relive the moments!

So when I was first introduced to the digital camera (honey bought one for our wedding); I felt cheated! Here was something that one could take a picture, check it out and delete it all in a matter of seconds. No doubt, everyone was in awe, there was no waiting at the shop to get your pictures printed, everything was available at your finger tips. I still remember how honey had to explain to friends and relatives over and over again at the wedding about the digital camera ... a few had heard about it, but none seen it up close.

Today, after owning a couple of versions of the little thing, I cannot think of life without it ... how can I? When I need to take 10 shots to get that perfect little shot of Kutie when he is running around so quick. I hope some day soon, I could spend an afternoon with him and the photos & videos, tell him stories around each and relive the bygone years.

I admittedly have changed my tune and love the digital camera and very happy to note that I finally found my handy flash drive to deliver all the pictures to my PC and here are few for your viewing pleasure ...


Kutie just might fill into his dad's shoes a day too soon ...





Vishu 08 pics










Kutie having fun

Vishu 2008

Hoping this post gets through finally ... Blogger has been acting weird.

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What a great beautiful sunny bountiful day it is!!

I set up the Kani yesterday night at 11.30 – this late because (don’t laugh) I fell asleep while trying to put Kutie to bed. But at least I made it in time before the unlucky 12 o’clock (I have this idea that if it’s past 12 then the day has changed so technically you have seen the kani already) Anyway I made it … vaalkanaadi, rice, fruts, vegetables, nilavilakku, betal nut leaves were arranged in front of Lord Guruvayoorappan.

I got up at 5 and after lighting up the nilavilakku, went and got honey to view the wonderful sight. After that, we debated if it’s a good idea to wake up Kutie this early; finally deciding to try our luck I pulled him out slowly. He was still asleep but opened his eyes just a wee bit to look at the display. He was about to wail – so we rushed him back into bed. He slept for another two hours (phew) and I got to get ready for the big day.

After he woke up we continued last year’s tradition and gave the little guy a silver coin as Vishukkaineetam. This time around he had more fun asking us about the items and trying to blow out the lamp! :) He enjoyed plucking the roses from the garden and bringing them over – for once we did not have to buy flowers since we had beautiful roses in our front yard. Plus, being the first Vishu in our new home, this was an added feather in the cap!

I quickly got lunch ready wanting to spend more time with the little fella. Since it was a beautiful day, we played outside in the backyard for quite a while and then I took him to the park. He seemed to enjoy the swing and running around everywhere. The unexpected holiday really turned out to be a fun day for both of us.

Once home, he got taste of the grand feast. Its was illuminating to me, since usually I only offer rice, dal and curds – and today he had a more spruced up food with many spices and he ate with relish! (Note to myself – to let him in on more grown up food) Tired but still enquiring about his dad (who had to go to work) he was off into the world of dreams. His dad came home much late and the two of us had a lovely lunch and movie date.

Come evening we made a trip to the temple and the day ended with a blissful yawn (knowing I have enough left-over’s for two days)

Vishu wishes

Call it by any name, Biasaki, Ugadi, Bihu, Tamil Puthand etc its the time of the New Year - a time to celebrate and bring in the new!

For a Malayalee this is one of the big festivals, which the beginnings of the agricultural season in Kerala. Vishukani the most important ritual on 'Vishu' day; is the first sight you see in the morning - which is said to be the deciding factor on how your day is likely to proceed. For a Vishu-kani - this of course means how your year ahead is going to proceed and therefore becomes all important ritual. People makes sure its packed with all good things in life, in hopes of the same all year round.

The preparations for Vishu start the earlier evening, when the Kani is set up. Often done when the children are asleep to ensure that they see the blessed sight the next morning. Being far away from India means you might not get all items of the kani - especially the kani konna-- I have made up the fact this year with this picture alongside! ;)

Anyway, hoping for a great Vishu celebrations tomorrow ... more to come later!

Rang de basanti

Water sprinkers & gulal (colors) Pics from the Holi celebrations ...

The color of spring

Holi is probably one of the favorite festivals for kids where the festivities start months in advance. The water filled balloon attacks, the colors that brighten the atmosphere.

After coming to US, I often missed the celebrations and fondly remembered those carefree happy days. Come the night of holi, a big bonfire would be lit & after the pujas the magic of holi will be upon all kids and elders alike. Living on the fourth floor of an apartment complex at such times turned very advantageous and all my friends would be at my balcony (patio) to pelt down a string of water balloons. Sometimes we would rush to the terrace to get a better view, while one of the younger girls would keep a watchful eye on anyone trying to come up the stairs, and when that happened, we would all rush down the 18 steps back to my and my neighbor’s flat, that was the closest to reach. We would shut the doors and hide out; of course the boys would be furious and paint our front door in a mirage of colors and ring the bell to see if we open the door (they used to think we are so dumb to do that). Mom would start chatting with us and dad would be fuming in the background – he never seemed to understand the fun we had and of course, he knew he would need to clean up the mess later!

Finally, this year we made it to the Holi celebrations at Stanford. The music, the atmosphere, the crowds, brought back warm memories of the past. Though Kutie being too young was miserable at first to see throngs of people – faces marked with so many colors that you could hardly tell who it was. When a lady tried to color his face, he yelled like there was no tomorrow! Later, I bought him a little ‘pichkari’ and we had some quiet fun away from the crowds. The lines at the food stands were huge that by the time we got to eat our samosas, rice/raitha, & sweet lassi we were almost starved to death. I wish they had built more stalls than just two buffet style stalls. Plus they needed to enforce, no cutting in line policy.

The performances by Stanford’s own groups were fun and they really helped bring out good cheer. And of course like all big celebrations, by the end people went plain crazy … the water sprinklers that were being used to fill everyone’s buckets and pichkaries with water had created a little pool of water on the ground, and this muddy water became the appealing ‘color’ to many by the end. Some were lifted and pushed into this wet mud. YIKES!!!! There were many who looked like they did not want the mud bath, but were pushed and shoved into it nonetheless. What is it with crowds that they go berserk towards the end of it all?

It was great fun though, and though getting back into the car was a pain. Luckily we had an extra set of outfits for the boys and I put some plastic bags to cover our car seats. We had to run to the shower and clean up quickly after we got home ... just in case the colors brought in a rash or something especially on Kutie (he has a very dry skin and always on the verge of eczema). Then it was time for the afternoon nap ... all in all, a Perfect Day!

Happy Happy Day!

To the one, who has always loved me unconditionally!!!!


To the one, who has always been there for me!!!


To the one, without whom I would not be! (Sorry Achan! ;))


Happy Birthday, Amma!
Happy U, Ammamma!


Ed to add: Sorry for any confusion, folks - it was my mom's birthday, not mine yesterday. But she often visits all of you, so I am sure she is very happy with your wishes. Thanks guys ... U ALL ROCK!!!!

Stuff around the world

Sometimes browsing around helps –

First stop a great audio library of books at Storynory. The readings are done by Natasha Gostwick, who is clearly a talented individual. I know Kutie is too young to listen to stories but definitely something for little older kids.

Another cool site is Parent hacks which list many parenting tips from us – the parents. A good storehouse of hacks for potty training to discipline to having some fun.