Navaratri celebrations in Delhi.. Surprisingly, I never had any tamil friend who would invite me for Navaratri golu! But my mother had her bunch who would not only invite her but also send a chauffeur driven car to pick her up and drop her back home.My mom was such a charismatic lady..she was everybody's guru..even mine.So I would wear a nice saree for the occasion and hop in with my mother in the car as her escort(!) and visit all these homes with her.Each lady would decorate her puja room beautifully, sometimes with golu, sometimes without it. They would all sing shlokas from different religious texts.My mother being their teacher would lead the chanting.I was her assistant, to lend her support when she took a break in between. In the end, the ladies would exchange haldi kumkum and announce the venue for the next day. I would invariably sing a song which most of them would hear every Navaratri from me! This was mandatory being 'mami's' daughter! All in all, I got a taste of our culture even though I lived so far away from the South of India.Our( I mean, my mother's)turn to call the ladies home used to be on Saraswati Puja day( the Navami) This was also the day when I would call all my students,old and new, to my place for collective prayer and reunion. My students would leave their books and notebooks a day before for me to place them for worship.On that day, I would be more aware and dedicated in my prayers because I was being responsible for so many of these little hearts who had trust in MY prayers!! I was blessed for being able to do that and if I still feel blessed it is because of KARMA.What you give,you get! My celebrations with my students were definitely not religious. They were more on uniting us all together.. understanding and respecting each other's individuality and presence in the Collective.I had my trusted senior students who would show up on that day to join in the celebrations and help me with it too! I love you all so much, dear children! My own children would keep their books along with my students for the puja.So there used to be a huge pile of books and notebooks, not less than 50 sets atleast!! We would do the puja as a family first and then my appa and amma would join us for aarti. All this before my students would start arriving. It used to be really a hectic day! In the evening I would be with my mother to assist her with her puja celebrations and attend to her friends.Later in the day, we would all sit together and discuss how it all went and how we enjoyed the whole process eating "chundal" as prasadam!! Added to this would be my visit to the local durga bari with my daughter and karthayani temple with my mother during the last three days of Navaratri. This happened every year for almost 20 years! Precious days indeed!!There was this one time when my mother and my mother in law were together at my place.I was writing my books those days and was really really busy!!! They both made all the arrangements for the ladies pooja and haldi kumkum.What a camaraderie they showed with each other!! Love them both!! I am not going to say I miss those days because I enjoyed them to the core and am immensely satisfied..Today is a new day..a new beginning.Happy Navaratri everybody!
Wednesday, October 21, 2020
Navaratri times!
Navaratri celebrations in Delhi.. Surprisingly, I never had any tamil friend who would invite me for Navaratri golu! But my mother had her bunch who would not only invite her but also send a chauffeur driven car to pick her up and drop her back home.My mom was such a charismatic lady..she was everybody's guru..even mine.So I would wear a nice saree for the occasion and hop in with my mother in the car as her escort(!) and visit all these homes with her.Each lady would decorate her puja room beautifully, sometimes with golu, sometimes without it. They would all sing shlokas from different religious texts.My mother being their teacher would lead the chanting.I was her assistant, to lend her support when she took a break in between. In the end, the ladies would exchange haldi kumkum and announce the venue for the next day. I would invariably sing a song which most of them would hear every Navaratri from me! This was mandatory being 'mami's' daughter! All in all, I got a taste of our culture even though I lived so far away from the South of India.Our( I mean, my mother's)turn to call the ladies home used to be on Saraswati Puja day( the Navami) This was also the day when I would call all my students,old and new, to my place for collective prayer and reunion. My students would leave their books and notebooks a day before for me to place them for worship.On that day, I would be more aware and dedicated in my prayers because I was being responsible for so many of these little hearts who had trust in MY prayers!! I was blessed for being able to do that and if I still feel blessed it is because of KARMA.What you give,you get! My celebrations with my students were definitely not religious. They were more on uniting us all together.. understanding and respecting each other's individuality and presence in the Collective.I had my trusted senior students who would show up on that day to join in the celebrations and help me with it too! I love you all so much, dear children! My own children would keep their books along with my students for the puja.So there used to be a huge pile of books and notebooks, not less than 50 sets atleast!! We would do the puja as a family first and then my appa and amma would join us for aarti. All this before my students would start arriving. It used to be really a hectic day! In the evening I would be with my mother to assist her with her puja celebrations and attend to her friends.Later in the day, we would all sit together and discuss how it all went and how we enjoyed the whole process eating "chundal" as prasadam!! Added to this would be my visit to the local durga bari with my daughter and karthayani temple with my mother during the last three days of Navaratri. This happened every year for almost 20 years! Precious days indeed!!There was this one time when my mother and my mother in law were together at my place.I was writing my books those days and was really really busy!!! They both made all the arrangements for the ladies pooja and haldi kumkum.What a camaraderie they showed with each other!! Love them both!! I am not going to say I miss those days because I enjoyed them to the core and am immensely satisfied..Today is a new day..a new beginning.Happy Navaratri everybody!
Saturday, September 26, 2020
Opt,tick,view🤓
My thoughts today! ❤️
Introspection is actually "in-tour inspection".
To "realise" this, you need 'real' eyes!
Also you must, eliminate to illuminate.
Accomodate far and near vision. Avoid "We shun" angle.
Be a pupil and let this light in.
Focus,interpret and transform your image.
Value your eyes,not your I's.
Shift the blinds from within and see. No one is really blind in this world.
Tears are water that flow and cleanse the heart.Don't hold them in your eyes and make your heart ice "cold".
Friday, September 11, 2020
Happy birthday Shruti!!
Meet Shruti Sharma. Today is her birthday..I should be writing her a happy birthday message right?But my fingers move to type a gratitude message for her.
Here goes our story.
We first met at my cousin's place in NOIDA way back in 1988. She was this cool,smart neighbour of my cousin who literally was family for her. My cousin casually brought her to my place on her next visit where we got talking about the changes required in the education system and how the techniques of teaching were monotonous and boring.( I was working in a school as a teacher that time.)You start this topic with me anytime and you are gone!! My friends who know me well know this trait of mine!! But we both seemed to enjoy this conversation!! Cut.
My cousin leaves Delhi and Shruti is forgotten. 10 years later,I casually send my resume to an anonymous Publishing House for providing my professional services as a "content reviewer" for their Science textbooks. I was getting bored with my routine job and wanted to bring in some colour to my professional life. And,it happened to reach the hands of Shruti who was their Editor/Manager! Coincidence right?I kept myself anonymous because I was working in a school that time. Soon I got a call from her and she connected my resume with me and asked, "Are you the same Supriya ?" I was not sure to feel happy that I knew her for it was kind of awkward.For some people familiarity helps but I am the kind who works better with strangers! You may laugh,but that is my truth.The next few days were just about work. We spoke over the phone.We both avoided talking about our old acquaintance and talked like absolute professionals! She gave me confidence and told me that I just had to spend an additional 30 minutes per day for a week to go through the textual content that had already been written by an author.Simple addition/deletion of content to suit the needs of the age group it was meant for. Soon I started writing content for a cd that was to be issued with their science books.My 'Intel teach to the future' knowledge of using the computer for teaching came in handy.I wrote stories and tried hyperlinking every story to small concepts in science. The end result was that my CDs had more content than the actual textbook!! This was when Shruti came home for the first time and we met in person!! I still remember the lesson was on the Solar System.From then started her visits to my home and her meeting my family.My mother loved her politeness and affectionate nature. Shruti shared a special bond with my mother. Before coming to my place she would enquire,"Is aunty around?" As if meeting me was just incidental! I always had to be careful about being personal with her as I carried in my head that we had a professional relationship to maintain. Soon I was writing textbooks for their Publishing Company. Every business meeting we had was at my home.We were professional 'friends'. We discussed work,family,life and VALUES,exactly in that order. I realised she had a very soft core that she covered with a hard exterior.
The Company was soon becoming an extended family for me. I remember addressing their Sales Team before the books were released.The owner, who sat on the dias with me talked about the importance of human values and liked something I spoke about Gandhi and Buddha. I dont recollect much now of what I spoke but I remember Shruti's face very well!! She was coordinating this meeting.The anxiety of making it work..she was,still is the face of the Publication House.She was coordinating with the author,the sales team and the people who had put their money in it!! She had to belong to all and yet give her point of view when required.I saw her vulnerability and strength at the same time!!
Our meetings became more frequent. and we were definitely family from within yet professional colleagues from the outside. Her son Suryansh tied rakhi to my daughter Smita, and gifted her the book "Little Women"which still holds an important place in our book shelf.My mother loved cooking for her. And Shruti knew that she would get her sambar or avial with my amma around.With me,it was the other way! She liked South Indian khana and she would appreciate whatever was served.There were times when I would cook only after she came home and we would discuss work while I prepared "her" sambar!! So much "concealed" love! Soon she knew everything that was going in my life as much as I did in hers.
It was my son's marriage. I had to finish off writing a set of 5 (or was it 8 ??) books before the wedding so that they could be available for the next academic session. So much pressure amidst pleasure! But I did it..with her constant push along with her friendly support. Genuinely laudable HR personality traits!
Thanks to Mr. Gaurav ,her associate, another gem of a person, I worked with these guys for 15 years before I stopped writing. But my association with Shruti continues..unedited,undefined, uninhibited. She was one among the few I called before leaving Delhi.In a world where there are people who connect with others just for their benefits there are also genuine,honest friendships that go beyond work with no expectations from the other. We still talk..but never about work! Thanks to that moment when I decided to apply for the reviewer's job! This small job got me a rich harvest of a true friend! HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHRUTI! And Thank You for being who you are! Wishing you Good Heath,Happiness and A Heart that receives only Love!
Now, JUST your true friend,
Supriya
Thursday, July 16, 2020
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| All by itself, yet for all |
I know, I know..it's now becoming a bit of an overdose! So, that leaves you with a choice to leave without noticing these leaves and leaf through another page or just look at these green leaves to get inspired to live a life like them.
So, what do the leaves teach us about life?
They have perfectly designed lamina to take in optimum sunlight, stomata to allow need-based exchange of gases, intricate system of veins and veinlets for the transport of water along their length and breadth, the plastids with chlorophyll to perform photosynthesis, an absolutely verified mechanism for preparing food for their own existence,their fellow parts (of the plant to which they belong) AND the sustenance of the entire ecosystem around them!
So much to learn! Design your life to derive maximum happiness from your surroundings. Retain only that information which is good for your development.Create your self worth by working hard.Spread cheer to all beings around you. And finally, live a life of co-existence.
And leave a legacy of values ( humus and compost) for the future generations!
Isn't that awesome?!
Tuesday, July 14, 2020
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| Made on Notes (I pad) |
As I grew older, the problems seemed to increase with more responsibilities which meant more surrender to the Supreme whom I had never met or seen. But my Science taught me that even electricity cannot be seen or touched.You only experience it,isn't it? So I continued to believe my experiences.Gradually by repetition, it moved to internalising this Energy inside. Whenever the need arose,I could consult this Power sitting inside me that would guide me and I would follow without questioning. You may call this intuition or the sixth sense.But I believe that I developed it because I allowed it to settle inside me. This, I later understood was called Self awareness. Ramana's "who am I" question..
I began reading books on Self awareness and watched TV programs on them. Echart Tolle, Sadguru Jaggi Vasudev, Jaya Row.. to name a few. While teaching in school, my day used to start at 5.30 AM as I had to catch the School bus at 6.45AM. which meant that I had to finish off with the minimum essential work before I left. My day would end by 11PM at night ( teaching job in India involves a major task of checking notebooks everyday!! Almost 4 sets of 40 notebooks everyday, particularly if you are a Maths teacher!!) Just before retiring for the day, I got hooked to watching Jaya Row who spoke in English on Bhagwad Geeta every day...Astha channel ..just 15 minutes in all. My first virtual guru! She sounded contemporary and with a good sense of humor and gave many analogies that I could connect with. Her program was followed by Sukhobodhananda who was also good but a little heavy on my tired brain. This gave me energy to sustain my existence in the family life balancing it with my professional work. This went on, followed by Brahmakumaris sister Shivani and many more who spoke in Hindi and English. My prayer time got restricted and I went deeper into understanding life per se. Situations came, all this knowledge ( or wisdom?) taught me to deal with every obstacle that I faced. I had that "power" inside now.
Soon,I was teaching students at my own institute.It was easier now to convey my thoughts to my students.Relating Science with Spirituality became normal for me.It had become my way of life.
My own children were in their teens.They questioned, we discussed,we argued and finally chose to go by what suited us best. I don't want to know if they believe in what I believe or not. We can all make our guesses about God..isn't it.To each, his own.
Then, one day, I happened to meet my father's old friend/ colleague's daughter, who introduced me to Nichiren Buddhism. I attended a few discussions at her place where I found that it was easily adaptable. I didnot get involved with the activities of the Group though I enjoyed just being there. There were a lot of people going for it too.
I believe in devotion. It can come in any form...simply by even "talking" to God?
So how is all this related to the picture that I have drawn? My mother used to often tell me that my father is like a lotus in a pond. And the explanation she gave was that wherever he was,in any situation, or in any company, he would know to attach himself physically yet be detached emotionally. That I thought was the highest level of self awareness!
The reaching of Buddhahood. A lotus lives in muddy waters,yet stands apart pure and untouched by its surroundings. Rising and blooming above the murk is enlightenment. That is what the lotus teaches us says Buddhism.
We have the innate ability to overcome any problem or difficulty that we may encounter in life. The Lotus Sutra
works as a guideline to conduct one's life with boundless compassion, wisdom and courage inherent in us.The idea is not to escape from your problems but to deal with them,develop your inner state and make youself fearless and peaceful at all times. This done, you rise up like the Lotus, enlightened and pure though surrounded by the dirty waters of the world. This state of being is called Buddhahood.
Monday, July 6, 2020






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Sunday, July 5, 2020
I just thought of writing something connecting the Guru,who gives us the LAWS OF LIFE with NEWTON'S LAWS OF MOTION.
So,today on Guru Purnima Day, I dedicate this blog to all my Gurus who have shaped me to become the person that I am today.
Tamaso ma Jyotir gamaya!
Tuesday, June 30, 2020
LETTING THEM BE!!
I had a student named A.P (in Middle School) who was just an ordinary child with a father who had extraordinary expectations from him.This boy had missed attending school for a few months together due to some health reasons. All the teachers were told by the Principal to take special classes for this boy to help him cover the backlog and to bring him quickly to the level of the class. His mother copied all the classwork and homework for him.But unfortunately, despite all our efforts,he had to repeat the Grade for one more year.I was his Class Teacher for the second time.He had lost all his friends as they had now moved to a class senior to him.A.P. was in his teens- very tall for his age and played cricket well.He was quiet and shy which could be interpreted as being well-behaved,though I don't think it is true.Being shy and being well behaved are two different traits.
Finally,before I conclude,at any age, when they come to you ,for any reason, accept them into your folds without questions. Put yourself in their shoes .And when you listen to them,do so with patience and give advice only when asked. Most times, they just want to be heard.
Tuesday, June 23, 2020
PAATUM NAANE, BHAAVAMUM NAANE!
MY MUSINGS WITH THE SOUND OF MUSIC!
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| When I was 4.... |
The only opportunity I got to sing Carnatic music was during golu. “You should not say No when someone asks you to sing, “Amma would prepare me before hand! She would give me compliments on our way back home and make me sing the same song again so that appa could hear !! My brothers, also got familiar with my songs in the process! Appa Amma would listen to the National programme on AIR every weekend where some great musician would sing. As they enjoyed listening to the singer, they would ask me to identify the ragam on which the song was based. So, I just caught music!
Sunday, June 14, 2020
I have always admired the coconut tree for a lot of reasons! My grandparents were from Palakkad which is in Kerala (which literally means ‘land of coconut trees’). Even though Covai,where I live now, doesn’t seem to have the same level of green terrain as Kerala , it has enough trees to lure you to stand and admire them from wherever you are!! Here's my poem on my favorite tree!
My dear Coconut tree!
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Oh! My dear Coconut tree!
Do you feel lonely or do you feel free?
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| Painted the pot with coconut trees |
Being a student of science, I was curious to check its background. I found out that its scientific name is Cocas nucifera and it is a member of the family Arecaceae (palm family). It is the only species in the Cocos genus. The name comes from the old Portuguese and Spanish word coco, meaning 'head' after the three indentations on the coconut shell that resemble facial features. The fruit, is, botanically, a drupe, not a nut.
- I have always felt that a coconut tree stands to give us a lesson in life. It is truly a ‘Kalpavriksha’ - a tree that provides all necessities of life.
- It represents versatility and resourcefulness as practically all of its parts are useful.
- Its way of growing straight and tall teaches us about uprightness.
- Its fruits produced in plenty remind us of the abundance that the Universe has provided us .
- It also compels us to be giving ,kind and altruistic.
- It sways during windy and stormy days, yet remains calm in stable weather!
- The taller it grows, the more commited it becomes to face more trials and tribulations.
- Its ability to face the vagaries of nature with strength denotes self belief and inspires us to be undeterred and remain focused at all times.
- Even when the winds are strong, the tree bends itself, but never breaks. This is like an upright person who would never compromise on her/his principles and emerge victorious in all adversities.
- Very often, it seems to be saying, This too shall pass!
- "If you want to go far, go in a group, if you want to go faster go alone". The coconut tree does just that. Sometimes it stands solitarily as a divider between houses. And sometimes there is a crowd of them together bordering roads. So,as people, we may have to take some decisions alone and sometimes we may have to think collectively. Whatever be the situation, do not ever lose hope and move on with determination and with a smile. Don’t restrict yourself because remember, sky is the limit.
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