Box full of Ideas

I think having some amount of imagination and creativity wouldn't hurt anyone.We shouldn't live with a script for our daily life.Ironically to a large extent we do. In the humdrum of daily chores we are tied down by doing the same things over and over again till it becomes like our second nature or like breathing. We fail to understand that we add color to our life by using our imagination and having some spontanaeity in our life.
I am not sure how many of us have read the books written by J.K Rowling.I am sure some of us brush it off as childish book and she is ofcourse categorised as a children's writer needless to say not many of us think its appropriate her books. I can shamelessly admit I love Harry Potter. What amazed me about the book and the movies ofcourse is the imagination and the amount of details she has provided for a fictitious world.Sure there are castles in Scotland but there are no flying dragons and talking mice but everything seems so real for awhile after you finish reading one of her books.
Alternative thinking seems uncanny but definitely worth exploring. I would love for my kids to keep their imagination alive and not get caught up in the monotony of growing up.To a large we don't lose our imagination but we are afraid to use it as we grow older thinking its childish to even think of following some of the funky ideas you might get into your head.I say we will never know unless we try it so go ahead and follow your mind and give it a shot.You never know when you might land on some unexplored world and will have fun writing about it later for millions to enjoy it. So lets keep in the child in us alive, its worth the try.

Destiny Guru ..Who is it?

Ever wondered about who drives our destiny. I think its probably one of the oldest discussions man has had. It was one of the foundation stones for Theism and Atheism.Some believe we drive our own destiny and some believe in their stars and a bigger force guiding theirs.Who is right?? I would say both.For those who say I am driving my own destiny as long as they retain their self confidence and not cross their line to be over confident they are still their own masters.When over confidence takes over then we are bound to fall because we may lose rationality in our thinking.
For those who believe that there is a bigger force , they are still their own masters but secretly are holding on to a faith that stops them from losing their modesty and still maintain their self confidence. Since they believe they are going to be protected all the time they are still confident and yet not over confident.
The bottom line is we all drive our destiny. We get what we work for.Recently I saw an interesting movie "Dasavatharam". Besides the versatality of Kamal Hasan where he has acted as ten different people I think the movie pretty much tells us that destiny is driven by us.It starts in the 13 th century Chola dynasty with Rangarajan Nambi and ends with Govind Ramaswamy in the beach front with the Tsunami.The link being the Vishnu statue sunk with Rangarajan centuries ago shifted the epicentre and caused the Tsunami to avoid the entire population being wiped out by the bio weapon.It was not a very strong screenplay and at any given moment I can give atleast a handful facts that were not true but yet the message was subtle and interesting.
We can all drive our own destinies if we have the desire.God helps only those who have a desire.

My Tasmanian devil

So far I have had so much to say about my daughter,ofcourse she is my first born the apple of my eye or perhaps she is our little girl.I have always wanted a girl and when I was pregnant for the first time so did my husband.We secretly hoped it would be a girl ofcourse we were going to love the baby even if it was a boy but I am sure we would have shown we were disappointed atleast for a minute. But we were lucky.We had a girl and she has been a wonderful experience.
Now the second one,call me biased but I still hoped it was a girl.I wanted my daughter to have a sister a best friend for life.It would be wonderful for her to have someone to count on all the time in her life even after we were gone.She was hoping to have a sister too but my husband hoped to have a son.I understand my daughter was beginning to do a lot of mom-daughter stuff with me and he was feeling left out and she was daddy's lil girl to begin with.That was a shock for him.
That was fair I thought and we were lucky the second time around too. We had a boy.He was cute as a button. When we found out he was due in October ,everybody said he is going to be handsome (Librans apparently were supposed to be good looking d-uh) .Well we didn't care we would love him anyway and he would be perfect for us .
There he was after 16 hours of labor and less than 10 pushes,perfect bundle of joy.My husband couldn't stop grinning. He was born on one of the most rejoiced hindu festivals and that was really special to all of us.We had sleepless nights and tiresome days but when we saw him smiling at us with his dimples it was priceless.
Time flies,he is 20 mons old now.He is no longer the quiet,sweet dimple faced kid.He is my tasmanian devil. He runs around like a maniac,teases his sister,bullies the dogs and makes sure he has us on our toes.He makes us realise at times that we are older now and can't keep up at times.
He is called "Mr.Outdoor" in his school.He loves to be outside.His favorite thing in the whole world is ball and red cars. I can see him see him enjoying playing sports and also hanging out with blonde girls. His new admirer is a lil blonde blue eyed cutie pie in his class Rylee. She loves to hug him and ofcourse he pretends to be cool and then play shy.But he steals our heart with all the lil stunts he pulls.
He is my Tasmanian devil but I wouldn't trade him for anything in this world.