Moving on

And now I am waiting to meet my grand niece..I have only seen her pics and those chubby cheeks are tempting...Am waiting to pull them.






Isn't she adorable?
Which of course makes me think of my own non -existent cheeks. I have to contend myself with the thought that I am perhaps one of those people who have high cheek bones (and hence no cheeks!!!)
I read somewhere that if you have a fuller face you always look younger than you are. These days I am exercising my face diligently in the hope of developing a fuller face!! Ramdev Baba once illustrated face yoga on TV. I only hope I don't land up even remotely looking like him!!

Goodbye All

Things that I am going to miss when I leave here, though not necessarily in the order that they appear:

Our beautiful Audi A6, quite the car for a lady of leisure

Our beautiful home with its plants and fishes and all

Beautiful Bosnia where I got to see all the four seasons

And last but not the least, the lovely people of Bosnia

Dovidenja Bosnia

The Last Fling

Its been a while...... Many things have been happening...
And this weekend I had my last fling with the Balkans..A lovely time in Croatia...with friends.
Its time to say goodbye and there are mixed feelings.
End of the month for the last time I will see this amazing place sitting in an aircraft...The sight of the undulating hills has always excited me making my landing here and take off very very special. Never have I seen a place as beautiful as this ....
And I will miss the warmth and hospitality of the people here....
But life is all about changes and I am equally eager for the new phase.
Hvala Vama Bosnia......you have given me three beautiful years to cherish and remember.
Hello Mumbai....

Awashed

So I am back after washing away my sins with visits to Kalahasti and Srirangam, temples I had not visited before. It was awesome and humbling.

The temple towns themselves are ghastly. It is indeed surprising how temple towns in India can be so dirty. Methinks that only Indians can have it so. I was also amazed to see how shamelessly greedy the priests and the temple personnel are. If these places are holy it is so because of the devotion of the thousands who visit every day. Not because of the so called learned men of God.

Nothing of all this however took away my awe while in the temples. I think I even forgot to pray.

And then of course I loved the train rides I had after many many years. It’s lovely watching the country side whizz past while you lazily sit static. The vendors making their way selling ‘cooldrinksater’ (cool drinks water), ‘bhajjivazhkaibhajjibreadomlettedosaivadai’, all in one breath.. (I guess I don’t have to explain that).

And then again I had a pleasant time catching up with the various aunts, uncles and cousins in Bangalore.

So until my next pilgrimage, I will be praying to my Lord who has wall space between my fridge and the kitchen shelf.