tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45933002625229011072024-03-14T08:14:33.081+05:30Shishir and NilaAravindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07615401968756363307noreply@blogger.comBlogger46125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4593300262522901107.post-72163927825713699802014-03-16T11:10:00.001+05:302014-03-16T11:10:26.100+05:30<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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“Future” by Nila</h2>
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<span style="text-align: justify;">“Future” is arguably one of the
most intriguing and thought provoking art work by Nila. This metallic brush
point and pencil art work is believed to be created between 2013-2015 AD. Famous
art historian and critic Roberto Huggies believes this master piece was first
conceived on 15</span><sup style="text-align: justify;">th</sup><span style="text-align: justify;"> March 2014.</span></div>
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Roberto Huggies captures excerpts from an exclusive interview
with the artists in his famous book “Art through the ages”.<o:p></o:p></div>
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RH: What is this art work called?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Nila: It is called “Future”. This is a card for Kavitha Mam
you know.<o:p></o:p></div>
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RH: That’s very interesting. What do the mountains at the
bottom right signify?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Nila: See - you have to listen patiently to understand this completely
you know. The big thing in the right is an apple – it is a poisonous apple.
Real apple is white inside. One can’t draw with white color in white paper you
know. So this is in green and yellow. If it is green and yellow it will be
poisonous.<o:p></o:p></div>
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RH: What are the patterns inside the apple?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Nila: First layer is the green mountain range. Then the
yellow design followed by green Maggie noodles and yellow patterns you know. Above
it is the imli (tamarind) layer.<o:p></o:p></div>
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RH: And about the flower?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Nila: Don’t touch it. If you touch the centre of the flower the
petals will close you know. Can you see the butterfly – it has come to see the
beach and saw the flower in the beach you know. The blue coconut tree is in the
beach. Sorry I forgot to put some coconuts there. There are clouds and the sun –
that is standard you know.<o:p></o:p></div>
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RH: Excellent. Why did you name it future?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Nila: It has beach, flower, sun, clouds and apple you know.
It is the future obviously.<o:p></o:p></div>
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RH: Well, do you have formal art education?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Nila: Obviously I know it myself you know.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Roberto Huggies concludes in his book saying “The surreal poison
apple contains everything – from mountain to mole hill. The tamarind signifies
the mole hill. This is a warning that there is danger in everything. Clouds
growing from the coconut tree express the optimism that anything is possible.
This vibrant master piece stands for the artist’s cautious optimism about the
future. This art work takes decades to soak into you. Each time you see it, you
get a new insight. Generations have reinterpreted this artwork and more future
generations will get intrigued by this master piece.”</div>
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Aravindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07615401968756363307noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4593300262522901107.post-56433376226183368832010-12-31T08:44:00.000+05:302010-12-31T08:44:22.026+05:30Bishem Cotton<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqKpE9t-NEM/TR1KbDM4QbI/AAAAAAAAAR8/3yl7QKJvGsk/s1600/BishemCotton.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="394" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqKpE9t-NEM/TR1KbDM4QbI/AAAAAAAAAR8/3yl7QKJvGsk/s640/BishemCotton.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br />
Nila was happey to were her Bishem Cotton (October 2010).<br />
Etymology of Bishem Cotton: Nila has seen a photo of Shishir in his green Bishop Cotton school uniform. From there any green uniform became Bishem Cotton. Now a days any uniform is also called Bishem Cotton.Aravindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07615401968756363307noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4593300262522901107.post-31343866541110630822010-12-30T22:17:00.001+05:302010-12-31T08:39:20.934+05:30God is real?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AqKpE9t-NEM/TR1JJCcsg4I/AAAAAAAAAR4/nkWjGy33jzg/s1600/GodIsReal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AqKpE9t-NEM/TR1JJCcsg4I/AAAAAAAAAR4/nkWjGy33jzg/s200/GodIsReal.jpg" width="161" /></a></div>Below was a quote from Shishir when he was around 5 years of age. Some how I forgot to note it down at that time:<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">God is imaginary but is very close to ground reality.</span>Aravindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07615401968756363307noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4593300262522901107.post-80120243946168706982010-12-30T21:58:00.001+05:302010-12-31T08:22:14.534+05:30A sings Ba<span style="font-size: large;">We bought a phonics book for Nila today. She was looking at the S sings "snake" page and singing the below song:</span><br />
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<div style="color: blue;"><span style="font-size: large;">A sings 'ba', A sings 'ba'</span></div><div style="color: blue;"><span style="font-size: large;">Every letter has a sound </span></div><div style="color: blue;"><span style="font-size: large;">and A sings 'ba'</span></div><div style="color: blue;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: blue;"><span style="font-size: large;">B sings 'ba', B sings 'ba'</span></div><div style="color: blue;"><span style="font-size: large;">Every letter has a sound</span></div><div style="color: blue;"><span style="font-size: large;">and B sings 'ba'</span></div><div style="color: blue;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: blue;"><span style="font-size: large;">C sings 'ba', C sings 'ba'</span></div><div style="color: blue;"><span style="font-size: large;">Every letter has a sound</span></div><div style="color: blue;"><span style="font-size: large;">and C sings 'ba'</span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Every letter has a sound - who told it has to be a different sound. And some people claim she does not know phonics. Ha.</span><br />
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</span>Aravindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07615401968756363307noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4593300262522901107.post-30170071108198968862010-12-30T16:46:00.002+05:302010-12-31T08:40:10.118+05:30Unreasonable expectation<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;">We tried to put Nila in Vidyasagar Nursery/KG school. She did not get through the interview for nursery. Below is a conversation at her day care center soon after:</span><span style="font-size: large;"><br style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;">Day care teacher: Why don't you put Nila in a good Nursery school. Vidyasagar is a good school in this area.</span><span style="font-size: large;"><br style="color: purple; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /></span><br />
<span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;">Me: Yes we tried there but we could not get through the interview.</span><span style="font-size: large;"><br style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;">Day care teacher: Oh is that so. Usually they take in the children if they call for the interview.</span><span style="font-size: large;"><br style="color: purple; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /></span><br />
<span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;">Me: They asked Nila to write alphabets and number names; they were particular that she knows phonics already.</span><span style="font-size: large;"><br style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /></span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;">Nila: They have unreasonable expectation you see.</span><span style="font-size: large;"><br style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;">Probably this is why the teachers at day care call Nila a 'Grand mom'.</span><span style="font-size: large;"><br style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;">Btw, getting into a good school seems to be a universal issue. <b><a href="https://sites.google.com/site/fakeypedia/pre-school-hunt">Check this out</a>.</b></span>Aravindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07615401968756363307noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4593300262522901107.post-71729504323220938022010-12-30T16:40:00.000+05:302010-12-30T16:40:49.197+05:30Shishir and Nila Photos - 2010<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AqKpE9t-NEM/TRxnkS-Z8JI/AAAAAAAAARM/5mGrSP8Yzjk/s1600/Shishir-Nila4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AqKpE9t-NEM/TRxnkS-Z8JI/AAAAAAAAARM/5mGrSP8Yzjk/s640/Shishir-Nila4.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Appa: Yes</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">Nila: Will we take pink Barbie with us?</span><span style="font-size: large;"><br style="color: blue;" /></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Appa: When we finally move into the new house, we will take pink Barbie and all other toys. You can tell which all we have to take to the new house …</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">Nila: We have to take all my toys, the TV, cot, bed, glass table, clothes, tooth paste, rice, vegetables, onion, rat, chocolate, kurkure</span><span style="font-size: large;"><br style="color: blue;" /></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Appa: Rats?? Why rats?</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;">Nila: Amma have to kill them no.</span></div>Aravindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07615401968756363307noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4593300262522901107.post-60579954727355635952010-12-30T16:31:00.001+05:302010-12-30T16:50:19.330+05:30Who is the fool?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AqKpE9t-NEM/TRxmRw7fjoI/AAAAAAAAARE/5NYxElJ9bb0/s1600/Shishir.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AqKpE9t-NEM/TRxmRw7fjoI/AAAAAAAAARE/5NYxElJ9bb0/s400/Shishir.jpg" width="340" /></a></div><span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;">Shishir: Amma, which movie did you go yesterday?</span><span style="font-size: large;"><br style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;">Amma: Tees Maar Khan.</span><span style="font-size: large;"><br style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /></span><br />
<span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;">Shishir: You went there because of Sheela?</span><span style="font-size: large;"><br style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;">Appa: Is she a fool?</span><span style="font-size: large;"><br style="color: purple; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /></span><br />
<span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;">Shishir: Appa, you went there because of Sheela?</span>Aravindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07615401968756363307noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4593300262522901107.post-32568934444162218172010-12-30T16:24:00.002+05:302010-12-30T16:50:51.725+05:30Shishir Photos 2010<table style="text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Appa: [In his own thoughts]</span><span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Nila: [turns appa's face towards her] Appa, listen to me</span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Appa: Umm …</span><b style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: blue;"> </span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: blue;">Nila: Are you listening to me?</span></b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Appa: Umm …</span><b style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: blue;"> </span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: blue;">Nila: Say yes or no.</span></b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Appa: Yes, yes … umm yes</span><b style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: blue;"> </span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: blue;">Nila: Then tell me what I was saying.</span></b></span>Aravindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07615401968756363307noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4593300262522901107.post-91007420647966782362010-12-30T16:10:00.002+05:302010-12-30T16:41:46.117+05:30Nila Photos 2010<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqKpE9t-NEM/TRxgzQjVWjI/AAAAAAAAAQU/7kD3YaTbRug/s1600/NilaMirror.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqKpE9t-NEM/TRxgzQjVWjI/AAAAAAAAAQU/7kD3YaTbRug/s640/NilaMirror.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqKpE9t-NEM/TRxg4KDY4PI/AAAAAAAAAQk/VGWJExeI6AE/s1600/NilaButterfly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="344" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqKpE9t-NEM/TRxg4KDY4PI/AAAAAAAAAQk/VGWJExeI6AE/s640/NilaButterfly.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>Aravindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07615401968756363307noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4593300262522901107.post-55014160916963975642010-08-08T18:14:00.000+05:302010-08-08T18:14:13.080+05:30I speak South Indian<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Unlike Shishir, Nila likes speaking in South Indian. Yes, that is the laguage spoken in South India if you did not know till now. It is a simple derivation from Enghish where every word ends in a 'U'. Some sample sentences:</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Amma, Iu lovvu youvu.<br />
Wateru givvu</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Blue gate-u veedu vendam (After coming back from Pune she had problems coming home - she wanted to go back to Pune house) </div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
</div>Aravindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07615401968756363307noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4593300262522901107.post-80265999403392663572010-08-08T17:09:00.000+05:302010-08-08T18:04:53.481+05:30Lessons to Anna<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqKpE9t-NEM/TF6kRutf9LI/AAAAAAAAANw/z0DAFGKnIU4/s1600/Shishir-Nila-Avatar.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqKpE9t-NEM/TF6kRutf9LI/AAAAAAAAANw/z0DAFGKnIU4/s400/Shishir-Nila-Avatar.gif" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Shishir:</b> <span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Amma if you are planning to give me milk, give now.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Lalitha:</b><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> (shouts) Shishir, I'm doing work and don't disturb me now.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Nila (with no intention of having milk):</b> <span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Amma, after you finishing your work will you give me milk?</span></span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Lalitha:</b> <span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Yes dear.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Nila:</b> <span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">See Shishir, you have to tell like this.</span></span>Aravindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07615401968756363307noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4593300262522901107.post-91925740285183859212010-08-08T17:00:00.001+05:302010-08-08T17:44:50.221+05:30Wicked Nila<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqKpE9t-NEM/TF6foeCnl3I/AAAAAAAAANo/onn3NBLkLPI/s1600/WickedNila.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqKpE9t-NEM/TF6foeCnl3I/AAAAAAAAANo/onn3NBLkLPI/s320/WickedNila.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><b>Lalitha:</b> <span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Aravind, your masal dosa is hot now. Have it soon.</span><br />
<b>Aravind:</b> <span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Just give me few minutes.</span><br />
<b>Nila (with a wicked grin):</b> <span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I'm switching on the fan. </span></div>Aravindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07615401968756363307noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4593300262522901107.post-13068502367346160862010-08-08T12:40:00.000+05:302010-08-08T17:43:32.213+05:30Beauti Fool<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqKpE9t-NEM/TF6fSHRFDJI/AAAAAAAAANg/DfAL1ul0Tt4/s1600/NilaLisa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqKpE9t-NEM/TF6fSHRFDJI/AAAAAAAAANg/DfAL1ul0Tt4/s320/NilaLisa.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Aravind:</b> <span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Who is the fool in this house?</span></span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"></span><br />
<span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Nila:</b> <span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Me. Nila is beautifool.</span></span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Next Day, proud father in an attempt to display his daughter's skills:</b> </span><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Nila, who is fool in this house?</span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"></span><br />
<span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Nila a little irritated shouts back:</b> <span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Big Daddy!</span></span>Aravindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07615401968756363307noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4593300262522901107.post-29557193342363625422010-05-18T21:16:00.000+05:302010-05-18T22:03:45.488+05:30AnimalsNila is not afraid of most animals: <i>kokodile, erifant, arse (horse), deeba (zeebra), kola-bare, pana, ippo-podomos</i><br />
The only animal she is afraid of is <i>sqilil</i>.Aravindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07615401968756363307noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4593300262522901107.post-62578969129241422952010-05-18T21:14:00.000+05:302010-05-18T21:14:39.206+05:30Mirror Mirror on the wall<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Parents like to show off the genius of their children. We are no exception. One day I asked Nila to tell the "Mirror mirror on the wall" poem. She ofcourse is not the one who does anything on your request. She angrily told the poem:<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Mirre<b>l</b> Mirre<b>l</b> what she is asking</span><br style="color: blue;" /><span style="color: blue;">Mirre<b>l</b> Mirre<b>l</b> you should broke one teath</span><br style="color: blue;" /><br />
PS: Still everything in this world is a "she".<br />
</div>Aravindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07615401968756363307noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4593300262522901107.post-39204317625099113132010-05-18T21:08:00.000+05:302010-05-18T21:11:26.579+05:30Aatualleee … only … no<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Oflate, Nila use the following template for most of her sentences:<br />
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Grammar: </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="color: blue;">Aatualleee</span> <i>statement</i><statement> <span style="color: magenta;">only</span> [<span style="color: red;">no?</span>]</statement></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="color: blue;">Aatualleee</span>: Actually, all sentence start with this word only.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Actually, anyone who knows a bit of English should know this only no?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> <statement></statement></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><i>statement</i></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><statement>: the only variable part in her different sentences </statement></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> <span style="color: magenta;">only</span>: Actually, all sentences end with this word only.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> <span style="color: red;">no?</span>: Actually, all questions end with this word only no?</span><br />
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Examples:<br />
Aatualleee, I want to sleep <u>to</u> you amma only. (Means: "I want to sleep next to you amma")<br />
Aatualleee, Amma wearing like to me only no? (Means: "Amma, are you wearing similar dress as mine?")</div>Aravindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07615401968756363307noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4593300262522901107.post-13000459198284120772010-05-18T20:53:00.000+05:302010-05-18T20:53:32.286+05:30Om sweet om<div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">This happened when Nila was around 2 and a half years. Nila and me were traveling back home from her day care. She was surprised that I picked her up instead of Lalitha. <br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Nila: Amma om?</span><br style="color: blue;" />Aravind: yes. Amma om.<br />
<span style="color: blue;">Nila: Shishi om?</span><br style="color: blue;" />Aravind: yes. Shishi om.<br />
<span style="color: blue;">Nila: Mona aunty om?</span><br style="color: blue;" />Aravind: yes. Mona aunty om. Every one is back om. Om sweet om.<br />
<i style="color: blue;">Nila, angry: Bad girl Appa. Why are you telling "om". Tell "om".</i></div>Aravindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07615401968756363307noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4593300262522901107.post-47653423146275762092010-05-18T20:51:00.000+05:302010-05-18T20:51:28.287+05:30Twinkle Twinkle<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Nila at 2 and a half years age:</b></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Twinke twinke auw-I saar<br />
like-a like-a dimon sky<br />
auw-I saar is singing meeeee<br />
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<b>Nila at 3 years age:</b></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Twinkle twinkle little star<br />
<b>H</b>ow I wounder what you <b>h</b>ar<br />
<b>H</b>up-a bout-the world so-<b>h</b>igh<br />
Like-a like-a dimond sky<br />
</div>Aravindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07615401968756363307noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4593300262522901107.post-42000955928740374632010-05-18T20:48:00.000+05:302010-05-18T20:48:48.384+05:30Nila's Vocabulary<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Nila believed that all words should have only 2 syllables when she was around one and a half years:</b></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Bana = Banana<br />
Ooka = Ookaru (sit in Tamil)<br />
Papa = Papaya<br />
Pana = Panda<br />
Amma = Amma<br />
Anna = Anna<br />
Appa = Appa<br />
Aban = Aravind<br />
Tata = Tata (grand father) </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Few months later longer words found place in her vocabulary:</b></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Mayithi = Mari Aunty</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Gowithi = Gowri Aunty </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Balakle = Bala Uncle</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Gashaka = Aasha Akka</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Ancha = Archana</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Manmore = one more</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Menda = Vendam (I don't want)</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
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<div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>Naughty girl Shishir. I'll hit you nicely. Bad girl. Dirty girl Shishir.</b><br />
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</div>Nila: <b style="color: #003300;"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">Laughing Gudda is a Mami Jotha</span></b>.<br />
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Legend:<br />
Laughing Gudda = Budda or Mahaveera (in any mood or posture - laughing, not laughing, hands up, hands down, sleeping, standing, before enlightenment, after enlightenment, ...)<br />
Mami Jotha = God (used to be only Hindu Gods before our Budha tour; she resisted first to include Laughing Gudda in the Mami Jotha list. Suddenly in Vaishali she got enlightened - even before we went to Bodhgaya!)Aravindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07615401968756363307noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4593300262522901107.post-34309751852318912832009-09-28T15:53:00.000+05:302009-09-28T15:53:01.125+05:30Asoka Pillar<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqKpE9t-NEM/SsCMMTry34I/AAAAAAAAAF4/gQrO-2aiLuU/s1600-h/AshokaPiller-785633.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386459297405394818" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqKpE9t-NEM/SsCMMTry34I/AAAAAAAAAF4/gQrO-2aiLuU/s320/AshokaPiller-785633.JPG" /></a>Seeing the Asoka pillar, Nila said "<b style="color: #003300; font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">Lion climbing pillar</b>".Aravindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07615401968756363307noreply@blogger.com1