Taree Zameen Par

Fantastic movie! Vin, Chotu and myself rushed to this movie Sunday morning show after breakfast. I was in tears couple of times in the movie. Vin wanted to know in which scenes I was crying. I could not remember but the whole movie was taken so sensitively that I enjoyed every minute of it. I realized how much we influence our kids even though the movie emphasizes dyslexic kids. I think we (current education) put a barrier to kids’ free thinking. The movie depicted so well how kids day dream and how the routine education curbs this kind of imaginative thinking. Hats off to Aamir Khan for such a wonderful movie and sensitive direction. Vin wants to watch it again, I might get him a DVD once released with English subtitle and he might cry too, if he really understood the dialogues.

Up Close and Sonu

Last week we were at Sonu Nigam’s concert. Man! That guy has awesome voice. He has nice sense of humor that kept the audience engaging throughout. It must take lot of hard work and energy to put up that kind of show. My friend and I had to get through the dancing crowds to get close as 10 feet to believe it was real live show while DH and my friend’s husband were comfortable in their seats forty feet away. I lost my voice cheering and shouting. It was awesome experiance!

Why are they black?

Was Chotu’s question!

There is an Urdu University close to my parents place. We saw groups of black dresses suddenly and Chotu was surprised.

Chotu: Are those black people? Why are they dressed in black?
Me: They are Muslim ladies who are covered in “Bhurkhas”
Chotu: Oh! Why do they need “Bhurkhas”?
Me: They cannot show their face to outside people other than their family.
Chotu: Why? Because they are black!
Me: No, these women are one of the most beautiful women in the world.
Chotu: Why can’t other people see them then?
Me: That is their Custom / Religion
Chotu: What does that mean?
Me: (((I give up, uff this kid never stops))) That is their belief, that is how they need to do it.

Questions died down once we were past the “Bhurkhas”.

RTI itch

Return to India has been with us since last three to four years. Finally we did it. DH (dear hubby) and I have accepted jobs in Hyderabad, India, moved our stuff and bought one way tickets to Hyderabad. We are here now in Hyderabad, India. It is still not hitting me. Of course I landed yesterday. For me the decision was easy, I just had to say yes to an email to land where I am now. For DH it was a major decision, so he had to talk to tons of people to get different points of view. Vin (my oldest) was very sad to leave his friends back in Redmond and his life that he started in Washington and move to a different continent. Chotu, apart from repeating what Vin said he had no real issues. He is a real Bindas (Take it easy kind). My sissy was sad to see me go but my brother was happy; he is planning to return back in two years. My parents are excited. My mom is excited and is ready to give me advise and take control. My MIL was against our move, but she realized that it did not affect our decision. She thinks we will not be able to adjust here. Climate wise this is the best season to move. For now we have personnel taking care of us (stay, transportation, diet). Every five minutes you will hear “Saar, Madam” to boost your egos. Whatever is ahead of us, I don’t care, all I know is I am having a ball alreadyJ. Chotus quest about Burkhas (veil) is coming up next.