My garden flower-Hibiscus

My garden flower-Hibiscus

 

Massive selection of  flowering-plant

grown in bonsai style in pot

they bloom in my flower garden

fill in immense pleasure to dream-in.

 

The flowers are large and showy

trumpet-shaped with petals five

soft and radiant glow

varied colors pink  and red

purple and yellow

dancing in sparking sun

fluttering in tropical breeze.

 

I gaze and gaze in amazement
                                  the only white hibiscus plant

                                        rooted in the earth.

           spread branches widely free

                         pruned well  and n0uriushed too

 

                                                  Its leaves are alternate

                                    ovate and lanceolate

 

                        bears every time in gay

                                 thirty to forty flowers a day

from December to June

in tropical sun

make the earth smile

and look like angle

 

 I pick and flick them

on Lord Ganesh as offerings 
on festive days
 

Serve my family with its tea

for its health benefits.

 

white hibiscus cast her fragrance

and radiance over me

as a symbol of purity.

 

                                                               Indu Naik

 

Ankoleamma

Ankoleamma

 

            Just now I read the comment of my sister  Pushpa wrote on the published post by Pooja. At once a new idea flashed on my mind.

 why can't I write a few  more thoughts of mine about Ankoleamma, the daring woman in our good old family. I felt like writing at the moment and at once clicked a new post in my blog.

 But the problem is how to start,  from where to begin as such was the great personality of  amma .

Here I can share one or two things of her lovable attachment with us.
 
She was  Laxmi more than 6 feet tall a very simple poor  sober and kind-hearted  woman lived in a thatched house, lost her husband in her early age and made both ends meet to educate her only son up to old S.S.C.

 

 

She was my paternal grand ma who had indomitable spirit, lived more than half a century when my grand pa was no more  and faced all odds and ends in life being all alone in her house as her son I mean my father worked out of  Ankola taluk  through out his service.

She was healthy and  lived more than 105 years, never consulted doctor for her ill-health, her grey hair, wrinkled face and wrinkled skin was graceful and adorable.

 

 In 60 s and onwards  once in a year I went with my parents to Ankola, stayed for a few days with my grand ma.  She loved us at the most.

 One admiring  quality I found in her was the way she treated  lovingly the guest at home anytime fed them either with tender coconut or  jack fruit arils or else  ganji, boiled rice and fish curry or whatever eatables available in plenty,  known for hospitality.
 Education was hardly given to girls in those days.Though she didn't go to school she was much better and cultured.

In the month of April-May, at the time of 'Bandi Habba' we sisters anxiously waited to visit our granny for she fed us with very special jack fruits known for distinct aroma.

My sister Pushpa and myself were mad after to eat ripe jack fruit arils with sweet subtle flavoring. My grand ma extracted the jack fruit arils separating from the seeds from sweet flesh and gave us a lot to eat but that time she felt bit scared as my mother never liked us to eat one variety of jack fruit
known as 'Chakke'  (ambli) as it's hard to swallow its arils but my mother never objected when we ate the other variety of jack fruit that's 'Bakke'. 

 We hid and ate many times and had a lot of fun enjoying the unconditional love of  Ankoleamma. We overjoyed eating the sweet pulp of special kind of mangoes.

We loved to eat uddu akki dosa and chicken curry that was cooked on earthen oven on firewood lovingly  prepared by grand ma.

 We never missed "hesaru-unde, good old sweet laddu prepared by grand ma mixing green dal flour, dried coconut pieces and raw boiled rice flour added to jaggery (paka)syrup.
 One more typical tasty eatable she fed us that was 'genasu' (sweet potato) that was roasted  on fire and then put inside hot ash. It would be very tasty to put in the mouth and munching jolly when it's cooled. The taste was ultimate!

I really adore my silvered-hair Ankoleamma.


Though my grand ma was not alive her memories are still green in my thoughts. I can never forget her un comparable and unconditional love towards her grand children!!


                          Indu Naik



















 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ಮಕರ ಸಂಕ್ರಾಂತಿ

ಮಕರ ಸಂಕ್ರಾಂತಿ

 

ಹಾಯ್, ಸರ್ವರಿಗೂ ಸಂಕ್ರಾಂತಿಯ ಹಾರ್ದಿಕ ಶುಭಾಶಯಗಳು.

 

 ಸಂಕ್ರಾಂತಿಯ ಅರ್ಥ ನಮ್ಮ ಹಿರಿಯರು ಹೇಳುವ ಹಾಗೆ , 'ಸಂಯಕ್ ಕ್ರಮಣ ' ಅಂತ. ಅಂದ್ರೆ ಒಳ್ಳೆಯ ನಡಿಗೆ. ಸಂಕ್ರಮಣ ನವ ಮನ್ವಂತರದ ಆಮಂತ್ರಣ.

 

ಇದು ಸೂರ್ಯನ ಉತ್ತರಾಭಿಮುಖದ ಚಲನೆ.  ಈ ಚಲನೆ ಡಿಸೆಂಬರ್ 22ಅಥವಾ 23ರಂದು ಆರಂಭಗೊಳ್ಳುತ್ತದೆ.  ಇದು ಸಾಯನ ಪಧ್ಧತಿ. ಈ ಚಲನೆ ಜನೆವರಿ 14 ಅಥವಾ 15 ರಂದು ಆರಂಭಗೊಳ್ಳುವುದು ನಿರಯಣ ಪಧ್ಧತಿ  ಎಂದು ನನ್ನ ಅಜ್ಜಿ ತನ್ನ ಆಡು ಭಾಷೆಯಲ್ಲಿ ಹೇಳಿದ್ದಳು.

 

ಸೂರ್ಯ ತನ್ನ ಪಯಣವನ್ನು ಉತ್ತರದ ಕಡೆಗೆ ಪ್ರಾರಂಭಿಸುತ್ತಾನೆ.  ಹಾಗಾಗಿ ಉತ್ತರಾಯಣಕ್ಕೆ ಆರಂಭವಾಗುವ ಈ ಪರ್ವ ಕಾಲವೇ ಸಂಕ್ರಾಂತಿ. ಈ ಹಬ್ಬ ನಿಮ್ಮೆಲ್ಲರಲ್ಲೂ ಹೊಸ ತನ,ಹೊಸ ಹುರುಪು, ಹೊಸ ಬಾಳು, ಹೊಸ ಚೇತನ ಉಂಟುಮಾಡಲಿ ಎಂದು ಹಾರೈಸುವೆ.

 

ನಾವು ಚಿಕ್ಕವರಿದ್ದಾಗ ಆಚರಿಸಿದ ಸಂಕ್ರಾಂತಿ ಹಬ್ಬದ ಸಂಭ್ರಮವೇ ಬೇರೆಯಾಗಿತ್ತು. ನಮ್ಮಲ್ಲಿ ಅದೆಂತಹ ಖುಷಿ ಇರುತ್ತಿತ್ತು.

 

ಹಬ್ಬ ಎಂದರೆ ಸಂತಸದ ವಾತಾವರಣ. ಹೊಸ  ಬಟ್ಟೆ ತೊಟ್ಟು,ಜಡೆ ಹೆಣೆದುಕೊಂಡು, ರಿಬ್ಬನ್ ಕಟ್ಟಿ, ಕಿವಿ ಓಲೆ, ಮುತ್ತಿನ ಸರ, ಬಣ್ಣ-ಬಣ್ಣದ ಆಕರ್ಷಕ  ಬಳೆಗಳನ್ನು ತೊಟ್ಟು, ಕೈಯಲ್ಲಿ ಬಂಗಾರ ಬಣ್ಣದ  ಡಬ್ಬದಲ್ಲಿ  ಉತ್ತರ-ಕನ್ನಡದಲ್ಲಿ ಸಿಗುವ, ಮನೆಯಲ್ಲಿಯೇ ತಯಾರಿಸುವ  ವಿಶಿಷ್ಟ 'ತಿಳುಗುಳ ' (ಎಳ್ಳು-ಬೆಲ್ಲ) ವನ್ನು ತುಂಬಿಕೊಂಡು ಅಕ್ಕ-ತಂಗಿಯರು, ಗೆಳತಿಯರೆಲ್ಲರೂ ಒಟ್ಟಾಗಿ ಗುಂಪಿನಲ್ಲಿ ಹಿರಿಯರಿಗೆಲ್ಲಾ ಕೊಟ್ಟು ನಮಸ್ಕರಿಸಿ, ಅಕ್ಕ-ಪಕ್ಕದ ಮನೆಯವರಿಗೆ ಸಿಹಿ ಹಂಚಿ, ವಠಾರದಲ್ಲಿ ಇರುವವರಿಗೆಲ್ಲಾ ' ಎಳ್ಳು-ಬೆಲ್ಲ ತಿನ್ನೋಣ ಒಳ್ಳೊಳ್ಳೆ ಮಾತಾಡೋಣ' ಎಂದು ಸಿಹಿ ಹಂಚಿ ಖುಷಿಪಟ್ಟು ಬರುತ್ತಿದ್ದೆವು.

 

ಆಗ  ಮನಸ್ಸಿಗೆ ಆಗುವ  ಆನಂದಕ್ಕೆ ಮಿತಿಯೇ ಇರುತ್ತಿರಲಿಲ್ಲ. ಸ್ವರ್ಗಕ್ಕೆ ಮೂರೇ ಗೇಣು ಎನ್ನುವಷ್ಟು ಖುಷಿ.

 

ಆದರೆ ಈಗ ಹಾಗಿಲ್ಲ. ತಾಂತ್ರಿಕತೆಯಿಂದ ಅದ್ಭುತ ಬದಲಾವಣೆಗೊಂಡಿದೆ.  ಸ್ಕೈಪ್, ಮೊಬೈಲ್, ವಾಟ್ಸ್-ಆಪ್ ಗಳಿಂದ  ಕ್ಷಣ ಮಾತ್ರದಲ್ಲಿ  ವಿದೇಶದಲ್ಲಿರುವ  ನನ್ನ ಮಗ, ಮಗಳು ಮತ್ತು ಅಳಿಯ ಸಂಕ್ರಾಂತಿಯ ಶುಭಹಾರೈಕೆಗಳನ್ನು ಒಳಗೊಂಡ ಚಿತ್ರಗಳನ್ನು, ವಿಡಿಯೋಗಳನ್ನು ಕಳಿಸಿ ಸಂಭ್ರಮಿಸಿದ್ದಾರೆ.  ಇಂದಿನ ಅವಸರದ ಜೀವನದಲ್ಲಿ ಇಷ್ಟಾದರೆ ಎಷ್ಟೋ ಖುಷಿ ಸಿಕ್ಕಂತ್ತಾಗುತ್ತದೆ.

 

ಖುಷಿ ಹಂಚಿಕೊಂಡಾಗ  ಇಮ್ಮಡಿಯಾಗುತ್ತದೆಯಂತೆ. ಹಾಗಾಗಿ  ಓದುಗರಿಗೆಲ್ಲ ಸಂಕ್ರಾಂತಿಯ ಶುಭಕಾಮನೆಗಳು.

 

ನನ್ನದು ಎಲ್ಲರಿಗೂ ಒಳಿತಾಗಲಿ ಎನ್ನುವ ಆಶಯ.

 

                               Indu Naik

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Morning Walking

Morning Walking

 Early to bed

 early to rise

     keeps the man

        healthy and gay

 

This is what my father used to tell me during my childhood and I kept-up this through out my life.

 

 

An early morning walking is a blessing for the whole day. . I go for walking early morning. My husband accompanies me. This is not the hobby of one or two days back, for the past thirty years we have been going for walking in spite off odds and ends in life. It has become the part of our daily life. I never went alone, always with the company of my husband. If one could n't for any reason, the other dropped going but it was rare. 

 

Now it's not a problem for us. Plenty of leisure time we have but before when we both were in service  it was bit difficult for us. Our friends and colleagues used to get wondered how could we manage it along with our house-hold work, office- work and children.

 

In today's hectic world amidst so much happening around us makes us feel that an ideal life is but a living dream. Only because we bent upon to continue morning-walking considering its importance  and took it as a hobby.

 

Some may think that it needs time or it is luck every one cannot do it. No not at all. Only thing we must make- up our mind.

 

To avoid busy roads, to get fresh air with green calm surroundings we chose a better place. It is behind railway station, naturally raised hill area, a hillock surrounded by green trees, the other side at a distance we can see different colleges. It's a calm and lovely spot. We have marked a specific space there. On the top if we stand we can enjoy the beautiful sun- rising.
 Morning time 5.30 is set permanently in alarm clock but at present in my cell phone, at 5.45 we leave home. we have maintained brisk walking we take 12 to 15 minutes to reach the place. I sit in my specific place at a distance my husband.
Both of us start our daily exercises beginning with pranayama. The aim is to relax our mind as well as exercise our body.


We have morning walking friends also. I mean we daily see them sitting little far away from us. One pair is rtd school teachers and two -three are others. One of them is Laxmi ajji.  She is 80.Every one tries to avoid her for if we have a glance at her, she doesn't leave us, starts talking non-stopping.
 All are  usual comers. When they see us they just wave their hands or smile at us.  That's all. They'll be engaged with their exercises and yoga.
 
We spend nearly 45 to 50 minutes then  viewing for a while  the wonderful sun-rising that paints the sky with pink. It gives immense pleasure. Then we come back through different route by walking nearly three kilometers. At about 7 or 7.10 we'll be at home.

Morning walking is a natural way gives us energy to get through the day. It reenergizes our body and burn away the harmful affects of stress. but it's very disheartening to say that most of us do not bother to walk but prefer to sign up for expensive aerobic classes and spends a lot of time in a gym.

From the moment we rise in the morning till we get into bed at night, we are on and off our feet. Hence walking can be a whole philosophy of life.
  

                    Indu Naik 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Is it Hearing defect or Listening defect?

Is it Hearing defect or Listening defect?

 

My husband and me both are leading a retired-life. I have been complaining that my husband's hearing has gone worse.  Even my daughter and son keep saying, "How many times I told you. Can't you hear Daddy?"

 

My husband answers humorously, " no my dear, my ear gone Da..maa...r!"

 

In this context my son quoted this. "Three old ladies met on the street on a very stormy day. The wind was so strong and loud that they had difficulty in hearing each other. " It's windy" said one. "No it's Thursday" said the next. "So am I" said the third. "Let's go and have a drink"

 On hearing that, we burst into laughter. 

    My husband one day asked me, "what's my defect? Is it hearing or listening?"

 

I said, "Just think of the difference at first.
 
Hearing is simply the act of perceiving sounds by the ear.
For example, I heard a noise come from kitchen.

 Listening is something you consciously choose to do. It requires concentration.

My husband always likes Mukesh' old Hindi songs. It's a known fact in the entire family. No exaggeration in it.
So I said to him, " You like to  listen the good old songs of Mukesh."

One more example I gave.

While teaching to my students, I used to ask boys in the last desk, "Can you hear me?"
They used to scream, "No ma'm we can't"

"Then be silent, you can hear me. Listen carefully, I 'll ask you questions in the end" Off and on I used to say like this.

Listening is paying attention and analyzing the things what is heard. At last he seems to be pleased with my answer.

When my husband goes out in evening, I remind him to buy things from 'Ballal Shop'. With fingers he counts and makes it sure that he has to buy five things and says 'O K'.

After meeting his friends and chating with them, finally when he enters the shop to buy things, his mind seems to go blank and slowly he recalls one by one and buys four things.

He feels there is one more item to be bought but its name does n't come to his mind. He can use his phone and ask me about it but he never does. His pride comes in the way. He comes back home only with four things.

"Where is milk?" when I ask, "It's not available" he answers swiftly. I have to make arrangement to get it. I get angry at that time but my husband has a good sense of humor also .

 He says, " Don't worry, I shall consult an ENT and improve  listening skill. Things will retain well in my memory hereafter. Its my New Year Resolution."  Ultimately we'll have delightful laugh.

                            Indu Naik
 

 

 

Learn to laugh- it's a must

Learn to laugh-it's a must

 

2014 gone, today we have stepped into 2015, the very first day of the new year. We make so many resolutions to keep ourselves healthy and gay. I feel one of the resolution of this new year each one of us should make is 'learn to laugh'. 

In this fast moving world, we don't find time to do things that make us happy and laugh whole-heartedly. Man achieved great things in life but forgot laughing that inspires him. We left the wonder years of childhood. Most of us stop doing the things that make our hearts sing.

 

Many times I heard people saying, 'I used to sing and dance by myself daily without fail but now left off, no time for me'.

 

'I used to love  to take long rides with my friends on bicycle, I stopped doing that as my heavy office work does not permit me to continue'.
" Painting was my pass-time. My paintings were marvelous.
Now left off. Can't help."
 

My husband keeps saying that he loved to take long rides from Kumta to Idagunji on bicycle with his friends weekly twice. He had hearty laugh only in those days.
 

 My friend Revati says, 'I love music, I would lose myself in it'.

 

'Those were incredible times. Then I got a job and started earning money and forgot to laugh'.

 

Likewise we see people always busy with their work, full of tension, no time to spare, lead their life mechanically. Hence many have become heavy-hearted and heavy-minded completely forgotten laughing or at least smiling when they meet others. In order to make light-hearted, we see people joining 'Laughing-Club'.

 

 I feel one should laugh spontaneously but not deliberately.

There is a dire need to laugh and keep away from tension. So the new year is a day not only for celebration but is also one that ushers in the hope of change for the better.

 Avoid anger and frustrations and smile to drive away the gloom and cool the Sun once again. It is in tune with this spirit that new year resolutions  should be made.

Hence be kind and humane and make others to feel happy and laugh whole-heartedly.

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Laugh-Whole-heartedly and  feel Light-heartedly

Adorable ...

Wife: "How would you describe me?"
Husband: "ABCDEFGHIJK."
Wife: "What does that mean?"
 Husband: " Adorable, beautiful, cute, delightful, elegant, fashionable, gorgeous and hot."
Wife: Aw, thank you, But what about I,J and K?"
Husband: " I am just kidding!"

 My Train?

Lady: "Is this my train?"
Station Master: "No, it belongs to the Railway Company."
Lady: " Don't try to be funny. I mean to ask if I can take this train to New Delhi."
Station Master: "No Madam, I am afraid it's too heavy."

Calmness Secret

Husband: "when I get mad at you, you never fight back. How do you control your anger?"
Wife: "I clean the toilet."
Husband: "How does that help?"
Wife: "I clean it with your tooth-brush."

Police and Me

Police: " Where do you live?"
Me: " With my parents."
Police: " Where does your parents live?"
Me: With me."
Police: "Where do you all live?"
Me: " Together."
Police: " Where is your house?"
Me: "Next to my neighbor's house."
Police: "Where is your neighbor's house?"
Me: " If I tell you, u won't believe me."
Police: "Tell me."
Me " Next to my house."

Success Sutra

1st Friend: "Yaar, my wife always remain angry."
2nd Friend: "Yeah, my wife was also same earlier. But not now."
1st Friend: " What you did to her?"

2nd Friend: " One day she was very angry I just said - ' Its not your fault baby! anger comes with age. I can understand.' So from that day onwards she never talks to me in loud voice."

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                            Indu Naik








 

 

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