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My dear Nithila,

A very happy 14th birthday to you…

I have been so eagerly waiting to write this letter to you… it’s that year which I have been waiting for all these 14 years 😊 and what is so special about this year you will ask.. I am smiling while I write this, but you know what, and you will be extremely surprised, and you will be all smiles too… I have been waiting for you to grow to a point where we can wear each others clothes and shoes and accessories… well, as of today, only you wear mine (and don’t give me anything of yours) but that’s also so very exciting ! I always expected it to be, and indeed it is, an amazing feeling to see you step into my shoes ! I would see other mom-daughter duos twinning and sharing and would imagine doing those things with you… this year brought me that happiness 😊 Shopping dates with you are such fun.. emulating you is sheer joy ! you make me feel young(er) !

Besides being my shopping partner, you also are a great companion for the food explorations… your food choices, your tastes are exceptional… you can eat anything and everything in the menu, at any place, at any time… today on your birthday, we had some authentic Hibachi Japanese for dinner, truly a one of its kind experience… You will never forget this birthday am sure… been one of the most remarkable ones you would have celebrated till now… we are in the US, living up your ‘castles in the air’ and ‘flights of fantasy’ dreams.. Ankoo bua and Samrat fifi have left no stone unturned in making this one special… a road trip by the west coast, ticking off all the must-see places you listed, shopping escapades and food explorations… your relentless craving to try unusual food options has been the highlight of this trip !

It is gratifying to see how you accept everything that comes your way, and live it to the fullest.. You have your wants, but they don’t give you sleepless nights (yet!).. you pursue your own interests & hobbies, you learn new things every day, you have your favorite bunch of people whom you connect with, you read a lot, you think a lot too, you play and you exercise, you go to sleep happy, and wake up happy… You simply know how to live in today, how to enjoy all that life is today… and you teach that to me in so many ways…

I was once engrossed in a discussion with someone on investments in crypto and risk profile of crypto assets… not a subject that comes to me easily, but was determined to know all about it… because I don’t want to lag behind on things that will be a way of life for the next generation, your generation… and I was suddenly distracted with your scream… I ran to your room as you exclaimed “Mamma, just see this vlog from Hannah, such cute pastels she has… and you missed seeing Lauryn’s vlog on her home tour, it had such a mod feel” ! Lauryn, Hannah, Maskit, Julia and the list goes on… You are in awe of these Youtubers and Insta-influencers and then of course the Kardashians and Jenners…

Phew.. here I was taking all the trouble to understand the dreary world of finance that you will live tomorrow and there you are into the exciting world of teen-influencers today… both are equally weird, but given a choice, I want be in your zone all the time… I absolutely love discussing your present world… it may not be relatable to ours, but its attractive, its mushy, its wishful, it’s a happy world… through you, I get to laugh and cheer and live some ecstatic, girlie, fan moments… I get to live in the moment…

I admire that you live in present, it is great to be in the ‘now’… but know that there is no instant gratification and there is no instant success (outside the virtual world)… I do understand your adulations, but you should know that all the flashy Instagram posts, the sexy fashionistas and the youtubers’ swag is not their real world… it is not anyone’s real world… their true life is full of hard work behind the scenes, when no one is watching them.. at least you don’t get to watch it… so listen to what you cannot hear and look for what you cannot see… wholesome perspectives are important…

 I am enjoying every bit of your teenage… Insta-inspired deliberations and discussions one day, friends-influenced fancies and cravings on some days and self-pondered anxieties and reassurances on other days… how your days swing and your moods with it… and how I love to be with you in these ups and downs… through all these, I am heartened to see your unfading curiosity, thoughtful choices, studied opinions and taking of shape of your ambitions…

We discuss, we debate, we argue… we agree to disagree, or disagree to agree… but in midst of so many influencers around you, I don’t want to be left behind… I keep spilling many wisdom bytes on you regularly (see, I didn’t spare this letter too 😊)… if I have to sum it all up, all I would say is… be kind, be humble, have faith in God, believe in destiny, but don’t let life just happen to you… develop your self-esteem, follow your curiosity, set your goals, take your own risks, create your timelines, enjoy your milestones, be your own self..

I love you…

Yours Mumma

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My dear Niky,

Wish you a very happy 11th sweetie pie..


I cannot believe you are 11.. really… something is not quite right about how time has flown by and how fast you have grown.. it seemed like a complete silent growth, without me getting any whiff of it… Now that I sit to write this note to you, and made a list of things I want to mention here (lest I forget), I figured how all my thoughts, my experiences with you and everything that you are, is about a girl who has matured into this thoughtful, sharp-minded lassie, with her own astute character...

A character you are sure… you confess how clumsy (that’s the word you prefer over messy !) and unorganized you are and yet carry it with panache… you tend to lose yourself if you try to be methodical… and when you are your ownself, you tend to lose sense of time, day/night, people, conversations, for that matter everything around you… you are in your own fantasy world, which I am know for sure is brighter and breathtaking than the real one we live in… you actually are convinced you are an Elf, a mythical creature with magical powers and supernatural beauty (again, that’s how you described Elves to me!).. most of the time you are deep into the imaginary tales & stories, flying all around you… stories by others, and those that you write too…

We had printed a short collection of your stories on your last birthday, hoping that will inspire you to write more, and oh boy, you are unstoppable… almost !... Over last one year that we all have been home-bound, you continued pursuing your enthusiasm for writing, completed some writing courses and very soon one of your stories will be published by Scholastic in one of their story collections.. Eagerly waiting for that first 'publication' you are, so am I.. 😀

Your social media footprint has started with Goodreads, where you network with other readers, create book shelves, exchange book-views, and write book reviews…  Niky, your reviews are fab you know… amusing, yet sharp… totally ‘from the heart’ stuff… what bemused me more is that you got invites to write reviews for others’ books !! I mean, isn’t that just wow? But when you told me about these invites, you sounded as if its one of those distractions that should be ignored… I acted as if I did ignore, but I must have mentioned about it to many of my friends, my joy brimming… I still cant figure why were you smug about it though !! 

I asked you what do you want for your birthday this time and you thoughtfully said – “has to be something to do with reading and writing… so a library membership and a Wordpress blog”… any library we choose, will fall short of your reading appetite but we nevertheless enrolled… and then this blogging has been on your mind for a while now… you have done your independent research from how Wordpress is better than Blogger, to how to create themes and identity with your blog… today you wrote your first post on the blog - niharikamalviya.wordpress.com - and how I loved reading it… I know I know it is your blog and you know all about it, so mentioning this link in this letter to you seems weird… but I am swelling with so much pride having seen how the blog took shape… I cant not adorn my blog with a link to it… 😊 the name you chose for your blog – Elf’s Shelf – says all about you… and your magical world of stories… like you say, you want to write about things that people have not known before… I am keenly waiting for the stories, and some stoking to my imagination too...

To be part of your world, is one of your asks of me, I try, am trying... oh and yes, am working on all those other 'feedback' points you sent to me when I asked you for my improvement areas !! some of them were - its not 19th century, so not to scold you because MY expectations were not met... listen to you and not make my assumptions about you under the garb of knowing you... not expect you to be perfect, because you are not and noone can be... - well, I am feeling embarassed as I listed these points, but then such conversations between us make our journey all the more fascinating...

Someone who cannot appreciate your world, cannot obviously fit into it… no wonder then that there are just a handful few who you adore, who you love being with… I admit that it takes an effort to think like you think… free-spirited, uninhibited… it’s a virtue I have lost long back, along the way somewhere… but in my effort to dive into your universe, I have only got inspired and emboldened… to dream of the unreal, to think of inconceivable, to create the impossible… all thanks to your imaginings and your writings…

… so go on girl, hold the pen, write out your heart and make yours an interesting story…

Love, Mumma..

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My dear Nithila,

Wish you a happy first ‘teen’ birthday… your 13th… just a couple of days back, someone exclaimed to me “oh you are a mother of a teenager? Wow!”… I wasn’t sure how to react then, because when with you, I don’t feel ‘that old’, rather I feel like a teenager myself, all over again…. Your youthful charm and energy brushes onto me all the time… anything you do, infact everything you do, has me intrigued… I get this ‘fangirling’ feeling about you many a times… today I want to let you know that I am your biggest and brightest fan and will always be… it is a promise of a lifetime 😊

In these annual letters, I do make it a point to write about the new places we would have visited through the year… so when you read them later, you can reminisce about the routes you have travelled and the footprints you left behind… From being travel friendly, to my utmost pleasure, you have grown to be travel hungry… on completing one travel, I start planning for the next one, and I see the same streak in you… but this year 2020 has been a washout as far as travel is concerned… well, its been so bad, that we have been trapped at home almost all of the year due to covid-travel-restrictions.. the last one – a 1200 km road trip - Delhi - Mcleodganj - Dharamshala - Pathankot – Amritsar – Delhi - was in the last week of 2019… we had quite a few travel plans through the year, but none materialized… we cancelled our much awaited holiday to the US, something we have been planning for more than a year now, and you were extremely disappointed… I tried consoling you saying “so what we couldn’t go now, we will go next year, US is not going anywhere isn’t it?”… and came your reply “next year we could have gone to some other place, there are so many places to see Mumma, this one life is not enough isn’t it?”… I completely, strongly, gladly agree with you… and there began our discussion on our ‘bucket list’ of travel destinations… our combined list is outrageously long, a mix of adventure, history, culture, nature and everything above and beyond… while I will try and see as many places alongside you, I do hope that you get to see all the diversity that exists in this very world, both pleasant and the unpleasant…

Through this came up the discussion on travel itineraries, research on the destinations, distances, and how to pack more in less… thanks to your friend google, you didn’t need much help on these… rather, in a couple of days, you were ready with an itinerary of a road trip to the desert cities of Rajasthan… its on my bucket list too and we will definitely hit that road as soon as we can…

    

Another space where you have shown extreme interest and expertise is “baking”… while we had seen some flashes of this skill earlier, the lockdown period this year gave you time and opportunity to indulge in it more and more…. Exchanging recipes and ideas with friends, online baking classes, following baking hashtags and making baker friends on Insta have all been part of this journey… while much of this is beyond my comprehension (or even interest!), I thoroughly savor the sweet aroma of bakes in our kitchen, and relish the delicious cakes, pastries, crumbles, pies and all textures that come out of it… through this, you have found a medium to express your creativity and you doing great job of it… improving your patience, appreciating parts of a whole and enhancing the knowledge of food science are just some added side-effects 😁

  The cover you designed for Niky's book            Creativity in action                             One of the creations

Someone asked “you want to be a baker when you grow up?” and you said “all people who make good food don’t go open restaurants.. this is just my hobby”.. a slayer you can be sometimes, but next question was “what do you want to do when you grow up?”… you tactfully dodge this question too, but I know this has been on your mind for some time now.. you have been reading about various career options (started with downloading a list of 1000+ professions !), discussing with friends and some conversations with me too… there is whole lot of confusion around you I know… you have been told that these 4-5 years will be the defining years for your career, yet some say that, whatever you do today, there is no guarantee of the future… the tricky part is the choice here will have to be completely yours, and you will be absolutely overwhelmed with the options out there…

Like you ask us if we had planned to do what we are doing today… no dear… none of us had planned so much in future (we practically cannot), we have landed up here through our multiple expeditions and that’s exactly how it will happen to you… but yes, there were formative years for us too, those which shaped our value system and set us up in a certain direction… all I can say is, for now, go by your instinct, choose a direction and work hard as you travel in that direction… don’t focus on any goal… just enjoy your journey, with its highs and lows, and the destination will happen to you… to make this journey interesting all you need to do is choose implausible routes, remain deeply passionate, keep a sophisticated sense of humour, and dance all the way… with a twinkle in your eyes and a tinkle in your voice… I am a big fan of them, and will always be..

Yours
Mumma
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Dear Niky,

A very happy 10th to you...

As I start writing this letter to you, am very conscious of the words I am using to express myself. I will need to use thesaurus to live upto your level, lest you will say “Mamma, your vocab is ‘pitiable’” !! I have been generally alleged by others that I use complex English in my blogs, but if they speak to you or read your stories, they for sure will free me off such charges.. Just 10 years old today you are, and the phrases you use in your normal course of talk are so non-conversational, even for me… but all the very entertaining… so let me try to wish you your way… Here’s to a splendid birthday today and happiness for the plenteous eons ahead…😊

You will remember this birthday for many reasons, most of them unusual…

This is the special 10th we have been waiting for and were to make some grand plans but could not. The planet is going through Corona-crisis for a few months now, and we are required to stay indoors, maintain distance from people, stay safe and protect ourselves from the deadly virus. Your school premises didn’t open this year, and you have moved to online learning. I keep thinking if you are able to understand what is being taught, are you able to participate, are you able to manage the online tools… my thinking is ofcourse not as evolved as you are… your teacher says that you are the coolest girl in the class, hands-on with every tool and technique available to you… the siris, the translators, the hangouts, shared-drives, design and presentation apps, everything.. infact a step ahead I would say. The other day you were looking up for some meanings on google and when you were not satisfied with them, you actually sent out a ‘suggestion’ to google to include the right meaning ! (I was not aware one could do that !)…

So this quarantined birthday, going by the trend, we also celebrated online with our family… from across India, UK and US… and what fun we had coming together, chatting up and playing games… the best part is, I didn’t have to do much, Nithila managed it all backstage 😊 the highlight of the party, the icing on the cake, was the cake itself. In your words – the best cake in the world, made by none other than our homegrown baker, Nithila..

 

You missed Polo immensely today… we lost him about a month back, to a freak road accident. There are times, you sit quietly in a corner, holding Popcorn close to you, staring blankly ahead of you… I can feel your pain Niky, in each of those times… this is the first time you have experienced someone very close, going away.. you loved Polo the most, he has been your companion throughout last 7 years, waiting for you to wake up and hug him, listening to your laughs and sobs, obeying to every command you taught him, seeing you fall asleep next to him… his eyes would shine up just on seeing you… he is indeed that brightest twinkling star up there… for now in our imaginings, but soon in your story that you have set out to write on that twinkling star – Polo.

Of all the gifts that poured in, the most special was your book, “Collection of short stories, by Niharika Malviya”… your first book, with stories and poems written by you… you were extremely thrilled on seeing it, I am falling short of words to describe your expression… and since then you have held it close to you all day through… For the past couple of years, you have been intrigued with the concept of publishing a book… you have dreamt about it every single day… you have been quizzing Papa about it time and again.. your bedtime conversations with Papa are all about books, stories, characters, authors… latest one was – you asked Papa “if Enid Blyton was also born on 2nd Oct, will Google choose to make a doodle on Gandhiji or Enid Blyton?”… such and more questions just show how you live a ‘famous author’s life’ deep inside you… in one such conversations couple of years ago, you got Papa to promise you that he will publish your first book once you have written enough stories… and here today, he fulfilled it… like he says, he has kept his side of the bargain… now your turn to keep yours… so write and write, and keep writing… all that you imagine, all that you visualize… I know this book marks the beginning of many more…

 

Me: What kind of books do you want to write Niky?

You: Interesting books, that the person reading does not want to end. Infact I will write an unending book

Me: But all books and all stories have an end, even if you write a series, you have to end it

You: But I will not end my books, they will end on their own..

Me: Really? How can a book end on its own?

You: Mumma, I will start with the end… and end with a start.. so book will end on its own in the start… but it will actually end with a start of another book…

Me: (after asking you to repeat what you just said) that’s a brilliant idea Niky  (and then to myself) cmon Gauri, fasten your seat belt, this is going to be a ride through a whirlwind.. but a joyful ride nevertheless…


You wake up with new stories, through the day you keep adding scenes and scripts to them, you sleep thinking about your characters and detailing them… Your imaginations are like raindrops… tiny, subtle and imperceptible… just the way continuous falling of raindrops make a river overflow, your bountiful imaginations come together, swelling up into these stories… and seeing this first book of your stories taking shape, I feel immensely proud of you… this will remain a priceless treasure !

Your dream of becoming an author is now a dream for all of us… you have made it almost a purpose of your life (for now!) and hope it does continue in the coming years… always remember, in a chase between the lion and the deer, many a times the deer wins, because the lion runs for food, and the deer for life.. a purpose is always more momentous than the need..


Yours Mumma.

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Paintings on Ramayan, created by Nithila and Niharika over last few years...

The mornings and evenings this past month have been incredibly divine, literally, with Gods illuminating our screens… We all, including my daughters (12Y & 9Y), religiously watched them, descending between us, enacting Ramayan.

I have little memories of seeing Ramayan during my childhood, but I sure do remember the seriousness and the solemnity with which it was seen by one and all… this time around, however, it was like seeing a combination of a comic film plus science fiction plus an animated movie…  The initial episodes were full of exclamations, disbelief and questions from the girls, trying to find logic and finding none !! Right from why did Dashrath have three wives? when all of them delivered babies same day, how come they grew to be older or younger than each other? Why do they wear all ornaments even while sleeping? If they didn’t have to speak pure Sanskrit, why do they speak such difficult Hindi either? While their disbelief eased over time, the reasoning did not…

Ram, as a character, was unreal to them, to start with… his righteousness and lack of any negative emotions like anger, jealousy, dishonesty was not something they could relate to at all… to the point that they would exclaim “arey, is he out of his mind?”, “hello, you are supposed to react Mr Ram, not just smile!”, “doesn’t he ever feel pained?”, “hey Ram, will you ever change your expression?”… and this illusory feeling about Ram gradually changed to dislike when he prioritized helping Sugreev over rescuing Sita, when he asked Sita to give agnipariksha, later when he disowned her, and in general resorted to ‘dharma’ at every crossroad, which ofcourse is a new word to the girls’ dictionary..
Lakshman, Hanuman and the Vanar Sena, and also the character of Ravan were more palatable to them, with their dramatic performances… their reactions on most occasions were far more real, showing their emotions in all their glory… but again, the illogical happenings kept the questions flowing… how can they change their ‘roop’ at the drop of a hat, such makeovers take time… they were never seen eating or exercising, then how each of them were mighty and strong… they seemed to know the way through the forest and which Rishi stayed where, but how did they not know where Ravan stayed… why did they spend their time and skills in making a setu, they could have instead made a vimaan like what Ravan had (you don’t manufacture pistols when the enemy has missiles!).. why did Ram (being Vishnu) not call his Garud instead… why they didn’t have a doctor in their army when they waged a war… infact each of them were incarnations or descendants of some or the other God and so possessed enough powers, yet they seemed to struggle with trivial things… If ever Valmiki rishi decided to re-visit his written epic, they would have an endless list of suggestions and corrections for him to make, and incorporate the millennials' view of this millennia...

The most important change they would want Valmiki to make is to the character of Sita… they found her totally unimpressive, rather failed to understand why should she be worshipped as a goddess at all… they believed that all the queens and princesses would be skillful warriors, just like the kings and princes… but Sita was a let down that way… infact she could not protect herself, she had to wait for Ram to rescue her... she seemed dependent and helpless most of her life… instead of giving a befitting answer to the blame afflicted on her, she defenselessly retired to another stint in the forest… she did not fight for her rights and in the end she gave up… all this may be a real character of a real woman, but not of a Goddess isn’t it? Well, I have promised myself to read more about Sita, to be able to convince them about her Godliness… till then, yes, she seemed quite a vulnerable ordinary woman.. and not appealing to their rational and ‘analytical’ minds…

In spite of all the unreasonableness, we thoroughly enjoyed watching each episode of Ramayan… an animated movie on science fiction in a comic format, which had us glued to the television for the time it was aired, keeping every other activity at bay… I must also mention that we did see some episodes of Mahabharat too, but the girls found the plot too complicated (for their innocent hearts)… Ramayan was about one man, his family, friends and a handful of enemies… the story was simple, based on his life journey… whereas Mahabharat according to them seemed to be full of complicated family relationships, each person plotting against someone, too many stories weaving into each other… when I reflected on these thoughts, I did realize that where Ram, Sita, Hanuman seemed happy with everything that came their way, none of the characters in Mahabharat looked contended… each of them was chasing a self-created target or a dream and in the process ended up committing sins, and waging wars… Mahabharat was, to me, the highest level of conspiracy and politics, and hence not as appealing to my girls.. thankfully so, because one it saved me from the multitude of questions that this complicated epic could have posed and two, it did reconfirm the innocence that these young souls still carry…

Even with all the reasoning, it is this innocence that made them acknowledge the unreal, get closer to the fictitious, and believe in the illusions… no wonder then that in the last episode yesterday when Sita surrendered to Earth after giving a spiel on ending this life to find a better next life, my daughter thought for a while and asked me – “Mumma, do you think I am Sita of million years ago, reborn now, in a better avatar?”… yet another question, I struggled to answer !
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Born and raised amidst the glitzy hustle of Mumbai, I equally belong to the serene cradles of the Sahyadris and to the tranquil shores of the Arabian Sea. These remain my eternal destinations to explore the myriad shades of love and life.
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