Reflected glory?!

I sometimes wonder why we Indians have the tendency of wallowing in what I shall term 'reflected glory.'

Why such a profound statement you ask? Well, a newspaper article I read in the morning triggered off this question ... A British pilot, a gentleman by the name Jonathan Arvind Singh (JAS), has been awarded a Distinguished Flying Cross in Britain, for having been brave enough to fly a broken Chinook helicopter under enemy fire in Afghanistan.

Well, OK, so his name is Indian - thanks to an Indian father Arbinder Singh, who probably had nothing to do with him, save contribution of the 'essence' that was born as JAS. His mother was an English teacher in India, who took away the baby back to England when he was 10 weeks old, and who has probably never set foot in India again. Add to that the fact that his maternal grandfather had also been awarded the same award decades back!

So, well, my question essentially is, why does an Indian newspaper like The Telegraph carry a front-page article about JAS and his award, when he has nothing to do with India, except have an Indian dad, who probably has had no inputs in his upbringing?!

Isn't this what we could call 'reflected glory'?!

OK! So, I've taken it to great heights now! 2 years and no post! Shame on me!!!! And, well, no explanations will work or suffice ... so, all I can say is sorry ... and I hope to pick up the thread now.

And as way of beginning again, here's what I wrote as an introductory message about myself to the employees of the Marketing Communications (MCOS) team of Capgemini where I have recently joined.


And, with this, I sign off for today, and hope to get back tomorrow ... really really really hope!
Ciao!

Back again ...

And here I am, quite early as per my standards ... its not a year yet, and I'm back to post on my blog! ;P

But what do I write? There's nothing I can think of ... so, here's just a couple of lines that suddenly struck me ...

Sands of time, slipping through the fingers, blown off by the breeze ...

Little grains ... of love, of life, of bliss ....

Lost in time ... never to return!

Deja vu!?

This seems to be becoming a bit of a habit with me .... taking 1 year breaks I mean ?!! Last time i visited my blog was about a year back ... in fact more than that ... 9th April,'09 ..... and i have to admit, once again i think, that i had totally forgotten i had a blog?!

And, had it not been my lil sis who asked me to update my blog, i dont think i would even have been here! Thanks Sixy!

Well, the past year has been a blur! Lots of things have happened, and i dont know where to begin?! One, i started work at South Indian Bank --- me and a banker?!!! God save the poor customers who come calling!!!!! And, the second and most important .... Dhruv's grown up!!!!

God! is he big .... and is he becoming a terror by the day! And, hey, even as i write this, my lil tiger is tossing in his bed, ready to wake up from his nap and take on the world! I better finish my post here and log off, before he wakes up demands his 'con', which is his terminology for the computer! There are a lot more new words that I'm learning, thanks to him .... but those shall have to wait!

2 Teeth and gazillions of blabberings!!!

Well.....as if 1 reason for overwhelming joy wasn't enough for me, Dhruv comes up with more things?! Last reported, he had one tooth, peeping out of his little pink gums...rite? Latest flash news.....there are 2!!!!!! One, the one I had talked about earlier, is peeping out...yes, it can finally be seen......and one more is trying to push its way rite next to its fellow.....how amazing, 2 little teeth on my little love's little mouth!!!!

I've been trying really really hard to make him laugh so that I can click a snap of the two beauties, but the stubborn boy refuses to remain smiling the minute I pick up the phone! He smiles wide when I blabber silly nothings, but no sooner does he see the phone in my hand that he shuts up and starts whimpering for the phone....but, I'm going to try nevertheless....I'm sure you guys are as eager to see the ivory stubs as I am to click them....

Oh! and blabbering reminds me.........Dhruv has started to babble amazing little sounds....there are a series of a-bub-bub-bub-bubs and then fffrrs-phrrs-buh-buh-bahs. He's started making these sounds since Sunday, the 5th of April....till now, his only sounds have been of crying out loud, when he pronounces 'ammah' which just tugs at my heartstrings....'amma' being the word we southies use for mother......He has also been screaming quite a lot....actually too much...and at things that please him.....the pigeons around draw shrieks, the moon attracts louder and longer screams and anything that attracts him is warranted to be greeted with a certain pitch/tone/lentgh of screaming......

That's more or less the progress Dhruv's been making on his growth trajectory and I'm quite content with the results that he's been showing......but I'm getting worried that I'm slippiing into corporate jargon and business writing style....i guess its time I went back to my work.....more on Dhruv later! Ciao all!