What is this world coming to?

enlightened me on this Powell to take up Indo-Pak issue after Iraq
Fears of my son and coming true?
Somehow I feel we as a country are bigger and can hold US and its allies from doing this to us – we have also learnt our lessons from history, but bombs are not the only weapons of war. India has to be very careful. How much our politicians understand it is anybody’s guess.

Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself – Khalil Gibran

A while ago, I was watching news on TV with Aasim

Aasim: Mom, when will the war get over?
Me: I dont know, Son.
Aasim: I know, it will get over when the US gets defeated
Me: The US might not get defeated, Son.
Aasim: Why?
Me: Because their army is big
Aasim: Then why doesnt India help Iraq? – If US wins the war on Iraq it will take all the petrol there and then come to India and attack us.

This is what a child of 5 thinks. Aasim is very aware of things happening around the world and I am sure, so are other 5 year olds today.. …

Quack!! Quake III

Sat on Aasims machine today – started playing Quake III JLT only to find both the boys telling me over my shoulders what to do… “Mamma, that’s not the way to play, look up look up look up, shoot shoot kill him KILL HIM”
“sweetheart, look straight, press the trigger, run straight…. ”
I could sit there for barely 5 minutes before Aasim took over and started playing at a much higher level (hurt me plenty) and in the supposedly a much more difficult arena (in the longest yard) than i was… My boy plays the game real well and says mom you *have* to learn !! (just like i was telling him 15 minutes back you *have* to learn maths)
His father is mighty pleased i must say.. 🙂

Cricket and war

Australian innings were too good to hold my breath any longer.. They gave us a target that looks impossible to achieve… so once again it seems our players will return empty handed.

Cricket did manage to shift our attentions from the news channels though. But (wonder who it is) is giving a pretty accurate and seemingly first hand account of the war.

Futility

Move him into the sun–
Gently its touch awoke him once,
At home, whispering of fields unsown.
Always it awoke him, even in France,
Until this morning and this snow.
If anything might rouse him now
The kind old sun will know.

Think how it wakes the seeds–
Woke, once, the clays of a cold star.
Are limbs so dear-achieved, are sides
Full-nerved,–still warm,–too hard to stir?
Was it for this the clay grew tall?
–O what made fatuous sunbeams toil
To break earth’s sleep at all?

— Wilfred Owen

Reminisces

Leafing through the pages of my past, I came across some verses we wrote to one another. The long distance romance those days had its own charm, there was no internet, no mobile phones and the salaries we earned spared us only a couple of hundred rupees to be spent on STD to talk twice a week to each other (we were also trying to have a decent bank balance to spend on our wedding).

That only left us with one option – write to each other daily. We would pour our hearts out on thin white, pink and blue sheets of paper which are still lying in the first drawer of our cupboard.

Some day, when we are gone, perhaps our son will find them and read it fondly.

A nifty LJ trick – verrry useful

To ban a user:

* After you delete a comment from any LiveJournal user, a checkbox shows up that lets you ban them. If that is selected, that user will be unable to leave further comments in your journal.

* If you want to ban a specific LiveJournal user without having to delete one of their comments, you can ban them using the Admin Console (http://www.livejournal.com/admin/console/). First, make sure you are already logged in, then go to the console and enter this command:

ban_set < user >

Kids talk – this generation

Before we left for our walk we had a small conversation:
Me: Aasim Shut the windows
Aasim: Windows is Shut
Me: NO, windows are not shut, Please shut the windows before we leave
Aasim (a bit emphatically): Windows is shut, I even switched off the monitor.

And i wanted him to shut the windows in his room….

At 35, I feel 22 :)

Not a day more… I know thats something my husband wont agree, but then, who listens to husband anyways 😉

A (Promised) rose garden to be in full bloom by July, A Norah Jones CD and A Dirty Dancing CD – gifts collected so far. Mom yet to come, but I know she is getting a blue Lucknowi dress for me.

The cook took an unexpected off so we went to Tuli’s Afgani restaurant for Lunch. Looks like will go again for dinner somewhere, Tarique says he forbids me to cook on my birthday.