Better

                            There are a lot of decisions to make in life. The choices are abundant. It just takes a minute to decide to do something. Yet, I have wasted thousands of minutes on not deciding to make myself better than yesterday. Only recently, I have realised the weight of my thought. It just takes me only one decision to get better than yesterday. 

                            

                            I have found this to be a solution to procrastination. A word which I had often mispronounced (my brain just said pocastrination). I have come to realise more about this totally tongue-twister of a word. 

    

                        Just a few minutes back I decided to write a post! The power I feel surging from this tiny accomplishment is making me feel ... better. 

               

                        Better, than yesterday.

One of Many Firsts - Vidhyarambham or Mudhal Ezhuthu

                             Today was the day my kid officially initiated his learning curve. This auspicious event is called Vidhyarambham (Kerala) or Mudhal Ezhuthu (Tamil Nadu). On this occasion, the dad and the kid sit in front of the Gods (usually portraits). The dad writes the phrase:

  Avignamasthu

Hari Shri Ganapathaye Namaha

                At first I had no idea how to read and write Malayalam, and difficult part is I am not allowed to write in any other language. So, I took up the challenge of writing these phrases in Malayalam. it was interesting to learn that Malayalam and Tamil had many letters in common and I had no difficulties learning this language. So what the phrase literally says is:

Salutations to Hari (Lord Vishnu), Shree (the Goddess of prosperity), and Lord Ganapathy

My son sat on my lap, I took a gold ring started writing the letters on his tongue. He didnt give any trouble because he liked it when the gold ring touched his tongue, I guess he felt tingling sensation. After writing on his tongue, we moved on to a plate filled with a layer of rice. I held his finger and started writing the letters on the plate. Overall, he enjoyed the event and I was glad he didnt make much fuss about other than biting the ring time to time.

                  I have noticed, he likes to read and learn. I believe, if we guide him to the right path and teach him values, he will transform into a genius and an outstanding person.

Until then, I AM WAITING!

Im too scared to talk to anyone . Its just this phase of life where you feel that everyone around you wants to see you hurt. All you can do in this situation is lie on your bed and isolate yourself from the rest of the world.

Hi.. Gid mournin, Hew aurr ye?

Hmmmm.. So transforming into a Canadian is naat so easy. I used to watch a lot of English movies since my schooling, so I do not have a problem understanding their lingo.

 The days are hectic and I always end up trying to keep myself busy, but in vain. I always have time to sit and think, mostly about the future, my girlfriend, my parents, the squirrels running about, the blonde girl biting on the hamburger, guys talking in deep Canadian accent.. and so on...

 I'm always lost in thoughts. Last week I saw a bird (kinda sparrow) fall from the roof. We guys tried to save it by pouring some water into its beaky mouth. It survived. Then I saw a squirrel (Squirrels here are jet black shiny in color and have a beautiful and gorgeous tail) get run over by a GMC truck. I couldnt save it on time. Poor thing, I was just standing there helplessly, too scared to touch it, afraid it might bite me in its agony.

I walked down to the public beach yesterday. A long half an hour walk. It was good, not like the crowded beaches in India. In case any of you want to open up your mind, or take a swim, or even thirsty, you could come down here and yeah do whatever you want. Its a fresh water lake (people call it beach here, its so large).

The trees and flowers are so so so beautiful, just like heaven on earth. Sarnia is a place everyone should visit before they die, maybe there are other places on earth, but for now, Sarnia it is. Im going to bring my parents and my girl here after I settle down with a good job.

Hmm and what else? Yeah, I made a Canadian friend, his  name being Gus Livingston. He is retired and living with his wife here in Sarnia. He wrote down his number and invited me to come over. I promised him I would drop by on Christmas. Hope he remembers.

In the mean time Im working on my caricatures of people. I bought a sketch book.

My apartment room is a good one. White walls, white carpet all over except the kitchen and the bathroom. I chose to live in the hall, which is the bigggest part of the apartment. And I have access to the balcony too! I chat a lot with the chipmunks from here. I feel comfortable in this part of the apartment, it's a cozy cornerwith all my stuff junked in. I just bought a beautiful mirror and hanged it nearby on the wall. Need to purchase a few funitures to make the room look good. Artful living!

Other than this, I keep saying 'Hi, How are you' to almost every stranger I pass by. I feel good when doing so....

So, How are you today??

What's up dawg!

This dawg (dog, that is how it is pronounced), a puppy precisely, is curious enough to check out what the square black coloured device with a lens, doing in front of it's bros and sis's.
He turned out to be the bravest one. He noticed the commotion going on, woke up, saw the camera, and came sniffing to me. Saw the way he stood on top of others, showing that he is the don!
"What the hell is this, this is scaryyy!", he shivered.
"Bro, jus' lie down and chill. Its jus' a cam. You might possibly go famous online!", said his sis.
"Hey moomie, look a facebookie!"
I say, "Sonovowitch... You look damn cute. Just pose and ill be gone!"

He asid, "Okkiie, just make surema nose is not too long".

Whatever.
So finally, he's up here. No photoshopping. Just natural innocence.
So he probably, like other dogs, must have had guts enough to walk up to the black small monster and possibly raise his imaginary middle finger.
Cute eyes though. Still scared of me. God and his mysterious creations!

The bottomline: Small things make you happy. Just dont miss them :)

So.. my first post!!

So, technically this is my first post on this blog and elsewhere.

I'm not sure what I'm about to do in here. I just happened to read a few other blog posts and decided why not write mine and throw it to the rest of the world. Anyway, the other reasons being:

1: Improve my slowly-improving skills at English,

2: Wanted to have a blog of my own.

3: Kill time.

4: Bore the world about my various mundane things I come across.

5: Try something new..

I might go on like this, I was told to be creative. And I'm not trying anything new here. Just writing out my mind.

So the main funda is, I would be posting a few posts with pictures in the near future (No idea how near). You good people can comment or if not, laugh out loud or cry, anything that strikes your mind.

I might sound silly in my future posts.

Ok I guess, this should be convincing enough to look like a first-timer's first blog post!

Yay!

Cheers.