Kongsberg to Stavanger....An Inevitable Move

Its been almost 2 months since my previous blog. Nothing happened/inspired to write? or the very usual excuse from a home-maker - where is the time? saying this sitting in front of laptop for more than half of the time you are awake!

There is so much to say, so much to update, so much to plan for 2013 :) - the usual dialog'ah!!!!. Well, first and foremost lets sort this - Am I doing full justice to killingtimeinkongsberg blog right from the title?. Folks in Kongsberg and Stavanger know by now. K in Killingtime and Kongsberg blended well with my mood by then..but now its Stavanger. So does this need a title change?. Having a nomadic husband who loves to explore a new job profile every 2-3 years, I shouldnt have had "the so called place" in my title. But I was just wondering if its Stavanger what would it be right now....SoboringinStavanger?, but i guess you got my mood.

Now comes the much awaited comparison between a beautiful green lushful small town called Kongsberg and A City, beautiful in its own way, with more population, with more opportunities and less friends (as of now...Need to quote Ram's dailog here..."everything takes time"). Being groomed as a homemaker for the last 2 years now (Anu!! What? Is it going to be 2 years now that you left CTS? - I can hear many of you screaming ;)) my obvious inclanation leans towards Kongsberg. I could now easily relate myslef to so many sayings/proverbs - the grass is always more green the other side, you dont know the worth of something until you loose/miss them, Change is the only inevitable thing, so on and so forth.

Shravan's playschool, his godmothers - Gaby and Camilla, his school friends (he keeps rattling all their names now, I never knew he knew all his buddies names :( ), his local friends, his best pals next door - Amough and Gouri, ofcourse my best pal next door as well :), caring neighbours, an extended family of friends, his dearest friend, my dearest friend, the fun of going to playschool in less than 5 minutes, meeting Indian faces everyday, foods when cooked shared, the more joy when you bake something and share with neighbours (well I had an admirer who can say straight on my face, if she doesnt like it :) the cute little princess of kongsberg ;) ), the usual phrases "are you free this weekend, come for lunch/dinner", walking into the Mall and meeting almost half of the Indian crowd - OMG the list goes on!!!. Thank you all the families in Kongsberg who made us feel special, made us feel a part of big community, made us feel there are always friends to cherish and lean upon in need. You are all thoroughly missed!!!

So now you could have guess what we miss in Stavanger :). But every coin has two sides and so is our move to Stavanger. Its a City!!!! More places to hang out, More options while buying things (I have been to more than 5 Shopping Malls in less than a month), More opportunities to explore being a jobhunter, Much better weather, Airport is just around the corner (I know my little sis will be the happiest person to know this...no more Olso to Kongsberg...2 hours of boring and tiring train journey), IKEA is less than 5 kms (I hear a grinn from all the kongsberg ladies) :). Having moved in winter, having no friends nearby, having a great obstacle of climbing up and down 100 stairs to reach home, having playschool 5kms away from home, Do you think anybody would like it?. But I making myself a firm believer of "even this will pass by" :)

Being a relucant change liker (8 years in CTS....do you need any other proof :), everything looks gloomy to me. Its being a tough process - to transform oneself. Change is always for better - though known theoritically is taking its own sweet time to really get into you. I know for sure say one year down the lane, I will be talking in strong favours of the new place, new people i meet, new opportunities that i get, but still I am in transistional mood. "Comparison" though I never ever like to do is what I am doing all the time these days. This was good there, This is good here, I liked it there, I love this here - I think that is the first step in change, coming out of your comfort zone - DONE. Exploring new opportunities - ONGOING. Utilize/Exploit the change - TO BE DONE :)

But we are really greatful to 2-3 families here, who are making us feel more comfortable, who are helping us find/get more friends, who are making us realise - the change is for better!!!!.

P.S Until the transformation is complete and I get completely soaked in love with Stavanger, the blog title is not going for a change :)/

First Love Letter

LOVE-KISS-HUGS-WANT-MORE - All these FOUR words brings a smile not only outside but inside as well for every human being. Such a delicate subject. Such an important subject. Though cant be expressed fully needs to be communicated now and then. Writing is just one way of expressing the treasured love which latter by itself becomes a tressure. And I have decided to give one such cute little treassure to my dear son on mark of his third birthday which might bring more smile on his face when he reads it at his thirties.

Dearest Little Prince,

29.09.09 (looks like a fancy number ah!!!) seems just like yesterday, probably day before yesterday or a day before, but no its been 3 years now. TIDE FLYR!!!!(Oh yeah!!! its "time flies" in Norwegian :) ). I pinched myself a zillion times to realise this!!! but sometimes you drive us some damn crazy and makes us feel is it just three years now? oh god!! When he will be a big boy on his own!!. But trust me, its just that momemt-thought. You have been such a mischievous cute boy - me and your daddy cherish one or the other funny story behind every thing in the house, in every place around the city, with every person in the city because of your acts, brats and talks!!!!.

First year, you stole our hearts with your smile, then it was your stumbling walks and now its your nonstop talks. Your first birthday was really special to us like any other parents. It was such a joyous moment and we found/invented many reasons - star birthday, actual birthday, party birthday to celebrate and rejoice those momemts. Second birthday - its your dear aunt who made it more special by flying down to Norway tp visit you on your birthday. Now that the expectations have been set high, I decided to write this lovely note to you to mark your three year successful completion of being mischief, naughty, funny, deary and cute - all tripled :)

You are only three and you already have a very dear girlfriend and boyfriend. I really envy your love and affection towards them.It might sound little stupid when I say your dear friend Ms. A (identity not revealed :))) ) as girlfriend, but I guess she is still your best pal from the day 1 we landed in Norway. Both of you mention each other names everyday though you dont see other everyday, the excitement in your voices when we parents call each other to talk something, the smile in your face when dad takes his car to ride you to her place, the running and cuddling you guys do when you meet accidently while shopping or in some friend's place, the sad face when one of you are late for some party while the other is already there and totally ignoring the other kids, though you dont like pink ("mama its a girl color":) ) sometime you end up taking some pinky girly stuff from the shop just to irritate your dad and when we say "its pink and its only for girls" your smart way of tackling dad "its not for me, its for Ms A". Do you think your dad will still have a strict irritated face? not at all, your such a innocent reply melts his strict face to a smiley face :).

You know what (like you already say "vet du hva mama" in Norwegian) we were little stressed or worried parents when we thought "how will my kid manage 3 language at a time?". Your broke the ice by including another language to your curriculam :) yes you can speak little, and understand more of Kanada also. All because of your dear boyfriend Mr. A :). We were always thinking - being boys, you might fight, roll and crawl on each other while playing. You still do that but that softcorner you guys have for each other makes us feel that "oh boy!!! my boy already has a real friend!!!". Each of you get irritated or angry when your respective mama's scream or scold at their son, you guys dont like if somebody else hurts or shouts one of you, the other one scream on your behalf, makes both mamas forget the mistakes you had done. Love your friendship, love the way you guys converse - he asks something in tamil (learnt from you) to you for which you dont reply back in tamil but in kanada (learnt from him), love to see you both holding hands and walking, love to hear both of you scream each other name, love your secret conversations before launching some mischeivous action. Long live your friendship :).

I should mention your dear old friends as well here. your friends from 1940's :). Mr. Donald Duck. I was initially like, its ok if my son watch TV as long as they are rhymes and songs. But that one day where we accidently clicked on one of the Mr. Duck 5 minutes clipping not knowing that we are going to watch him quack quack and quack for the next few months all time :). You wake up with Mr. D, drink your milk with Mr.D and he is on pause until you finish your morning duties in bath, he eats breakfast with you, lunch with you, dinner with you :(. I have to tell "Uncle is tired of quacking, he needs some rest, so lets go to sleep for sometime" in the night to make you say half-heartedly say "bye donald duck". You know the stories by heart, you have your own favourites in the series, you love his nephews as well, his pets - chip and dale and ofcourse his girlfirend Ms. Daisy Duck :).

One fine day, a miracle happened!!!! You waved goodbye to Uncle and Aunty and invited new pets home :). The Awesome Threesome trio started from then on with Tom and Jerry :). You are a big fan of Jerry. According to you, daddy is dog (Mr. Spike), mommy is cat (Mr. Tom) and you are the little brat...oops rat (Mr. Jerry). I really love the way you say "daddy dog, mommy cat and I am Jerry", the clever you :). It happened to be your birthday theme as well - with T&J Invite, T&J cake, T&J decoration and T&J themed return gifts. You thoroughly enjoyed it :). So you have started to increase my suspense meter, god knows what for next birthday.

How can i forget to mention your indespensible part now - your "solv stuffen barnehage" :). I thought after your one week crying, not ready to go, not ready to eat, not ready to play will always cherish but your two months love and bonding with your play school, teachers and friends is bi-folding everyday. Its Gaby's and Camila's world of wonder for you. The magnetic attraction - as soon as you see either Gaby's or Camila's face in the morning, their smile, their open arms ready to throw a tight hug - makes us unlike poles and them like poles - you automatically get attracted to them and walk towards them waving at us without even looking back "ba bye mama" or "ba bye papa". I should really thank those two wonderful ladies who make feel so damn comfortable with the trust that I have handed over my kid to the next safest hand for the next few hours". You have given them the tightest hug, wettest kiss and cutest smile. I am jealous of you ladies for stealing my son for few hours everyday :(. Its not just during the day, your bonding, love and affection continues in the night as well, you dream them or rather talk to them aloud in the night as well. You have made even more friends now crossing borders all across the globe. You make us feel one proud parents when Gaby says "All kids want to play with Shravan", "I likes to play with the small as well with the bigger one". Keep up the spirit, spread happiness wherever you are and be nice and kind to everyone, my dear son :). You are already doing this know without the theortical knowledge (is it genetics ;)))) but share more happiness around.

When you have bring smile on some many faces, we are no exception. Though the very thought of you growing is very true, the motherhood in me or rather the parenthood wants us you to be cuddling, hugging and kissing mischievous little prince always :).

Knowing Norwegian

Its almost 1 year and 3 months in Norway now. I like the place for its weather, people, neatness, calmness (oh yeah it sometimes really daunts :). In Kongsberg, When I am on my afternoon stroll with my curious George (hehehe!!!! its Shravan) who wants to stop and window shop every shop, who wants to stop and gaze at the people walking, who can throw a such a naughty smile on his face when somebody stops by to say hi to him, many elders amused by his walk,run,smile and non-stop talking stop by and start speaking to me in Norsk. I always presume they say "he is very cute", "such a lovely kid" etc.etc., but trust me till few days back I couldn't understand a word they speak. A give them back the same courteous smile and say "yeah!" sometimes and "tak!!!" sometimes (tak means thanks).   Imagine surviving in an European land with just "tak!" and my ever-confident English. 

But something was missing. I think the fun or pride to reply back to them in their language. The sense of belonging to a place was missing. But who cares, they can speak English very well the minute you respond back "I cant speak Norwegian, could you tell me in English". they are like "Oh!" and continue in English.It never hurt or made me sit back and think to really start learning the language.Well, there is another big reason as well. You apply for a job, then find your profile matching, call you to discuss and their very first question "Hi, how confident are you with Norwegian language?"...."ufffffffffffffffff".....gone!. What can I do with the the pride of being a good engineer, I can manage with English anywhere on the globe attitude.

So what else it could be now that my son is away for few hours?. Its time to explore the fun of learning a language. Did I say fun?.....well its really not fully fun...its fun, its more responsibility now, and many a times headache as well. I love this part...Making new friends, going out and having fun for few hours. What I don't like part...sitting in a place for 3 hours....What I hate - LISTEN,CONCENTRATE,STUDY and the worst of all HOMEWORK :(

The fun is going to continue for another month now. Do you want a sample....Jeg heter Anu. (My name is Anu). Jeg komer fra India. (I come from India). Jeg er en inginior.(I am an engineer). Jeg snakker Engelsk, Hindi og bitt lite Norsk. (I speak English, Hindi and little bit Norsk). Jeg kan ogsa skriv litt Norsk. (I can also write little Norsk).

Do you know....A is aaa in Norsk.E is a in Norsk.O is u in Norsk. Y is eeeeee in Norsk. I is e in Norsk. J is ya in Norsk and U is uuu in Norsk and you have 3 more alphabets.Now I hear you - "All the best Anu, Its really going to be fun".Ha det bra (Bye!!!!).

Ready for his Ride

Its 2 PM now....I have finished all my household activities. I am already done with my GYM. I have finished cooking lunch, evening snacks and even base work for dinner. Laid back in the couch with OLYMPICS in TV. So what you all feel....Oh! Anu, you lucky girl. You have so much time and looks relaxed. BTW where is your naughty handsome?. Sighs....My little brat is few blocks away me. Making new friends, Learning new things, Trying to be on his own, and playing all day. YES, cant believe my toddler is ready for his pre-school.

I miss his constant running around the house, trying to pull all "not to touch things", my screams "Shravan, don't do this, don't do that", the all-time quacking on the TV (He is glued to his Mr. Donald Duck Uncle these days, more dearer than mama and papa :( ), floor packed with building blocks and railway tracks, cooking something or the other for my poor eater with rich appetite, 

Its been a week now. I had taken a few time earlier to his pre-school as they have a open park to play for non-schoolers. He used to thoroughly enjoy the place. The ambiance, the colors, the toys, the cafeteria makes him feels like he is on his own fairytale land with his fairy god-mother watching and helping him all the time. So every time I kept telling him this is going to be his pre-school, he was always excited and ready to jump in and have fun. 

DAY 1: 8AM: Time to wake up. My lazy toddler is used to the luxury of extended night sleep till 10-10.30 AM in the morning. A tired tone inside the blanket calling "Amma, is night over? Daddy left to office? What have you prepared for me?". Then the snuggling, giggling and playing inside the blanket for next 15-20 minutes to freshen up for the busy day. But on day 1, we had to shake, squeeze and scream to bring him from his dreamland. He pretends as though he is very tired and says "Amma, I need to sleep more!!!". You can guess Mrs. Senti Mom's reaction (No marks for guessing...People who know me, know what would have happened :) ).  So things begin right from there. You can imagine the tough time we had brushing, pushing milk, bathing, dressing this lazy toddler in the next 1 hour. Oh yeah!!! You need to spare few minutes for him to catch up his Uncle Donald in TV. All said and done, Yes we are now ready for school. (With no breakfast!!!). 

10AM: Time to start.On mark, we reached his fairytale land. As usual he runs inside and starts to play and never bothered to wish good morning to all the kind ladies (his teachers) who came to wish him good morning and wanted to hug and kiss. So in the mean time we finished all our paper work and his dad was ready to leave to work. He sees him getting ready to leave "Pappa, you are going to office? Bye". So we assumed he is just doing fine and things will be the same when I leave. 

11AM: Time for Lunch. He never wanted to come inside and have food. All he wanted was just play, play and play. With great difficulty his teacher brings him inside. He gives one of his nasty look at her, screams at her, doesn't want her to hold him, doesn't want to sit in a place. So I step in trying to make him calm and feed something. He is still a little brat!. So, no Lunch  as well except for bites of pasta. 

11.30AM: Time to go out for play. The kids need to change their shoes, wear jackets, wear school reflector on top, hold hands with other kid, walk quietly and cautiously to the park. I dont want to change shoes. Its not cold, I dont want my sweaters, I dont like the reflector its orange in color, its big in size, I will not hold his hands, I dont want to walk, I want to run. Typical toddler!!!!. Kudos to his teacher trying her level best with such a soft tone and kind actions which did no magic on my kid :(.

12.00PM: What is generally a five minutes walk, ended in 15 minutes with him crying screaming all the time and his teacher not buying his sympathy just kept saying "shhhhhhhhhh" "shhhhhhhhhh" and "shhhhhhhhhh". We reached the park. He was a happy boy there. We played all the time with constant check whether I am still around. But he had a nice time. He made his teacher draw a big dinosaur in the sand, made another teacher run all through the ground playing "catch me if you can", went on a stroll around the entire length of the park, inspecting the place, seeing new things, building conversation with his teacher, walking quietly holding her hands.He did prove he can be nice and quite as well which gave me little hopes. 

1.30PM: Back to school. He was not all that bad. He did agree to wear his reflector seeing all the other kids wearing though constantly complaining its big for him (Oh my tiny toddler!! Its a one-size fit all types) and oh yeah he did agree to hold his friend Abhinav's hands this time. Both had a nice happy walk back to school playing with car names and car colors. I could see some smile on his teacher's face which made me feel comfortable that I am handing over to him in safe hands :)

2PM: Time for Fruits. Did I tell you, how choosey and finicky he is about fruits. He is not a good fruit eater. Once again, he didn't agree to sit with other kids and eat his fruit, he didn't want to wait for his turn, he didn't like the fruit they gave (Its Apples and he does like. But today its a big NO!!) , he didn't want them with skin, he didn't like the way they cut, but he managed to eat one piece sitting beside me, the hungry kid :). 

2.30PM: Time to go home.Taking him back home is even more challenging than taking him into school. My tummy is full, My mummy is around, My teacher is all smile at me, My fellow class mates are out playing with me trying to make some conversations (that's the really best part!!!! Engo-Norsk-Tamil style :))....do I really care what is the time and where next?.

P:S. Its been 10 days now. Things have really changed. He is got hang of his routine. My boys leave home around 8.45AM with all smiles and my junior waves happily saying "mama, I will go and come, you study for your exam and come and pick me in the evening", then a tight HUG and soft kiss. Now tell me, which is more tough on moms....these sentiment bye's or those screaming bye's......whatever it is I Miss my Son so badly for those 5 hours :(.

Bucketlist - An alarm to Sleepwalkers

Where to start?....Lets first talk about sleepwalkers and then come to bucketlist. You thought "Oh No!!! he/she is in the habit of getting up inbetween during unearthly hours in the night to take a stroll to the next room with eyes closed"? No, I didnt mean them though thats what it technically means. I am talking about the folks who do more or less the same during daytime. These are folks who are physically awake, but living in an unconscious state. Take a quick check

What is your life? - wake up (mostly late but have a poor alarm to complain always), freshen up, munch something, rush to work, be frantic or restless most of the time while at work, hurry home, again munch something, grab the remote and reserve a corner cozy seat in sofa, keeping surfing channels with your laptop cozily sitting on your lap, again surfing internet (I know we fellas are just awesome doing this particular multi-tasking), minds and hand racing each other (did you see one good programme fully? did you read one worthwhile article? did you say yes? come on!!! you are kidding me :) ), dinner time and bed time. So what did you really do today other than your routine?.

I heard you, "No time" right!!!! We are the sleepwalkers :))) busy running all through the day, weeks, months and years to win the rat race. Life is just in "Auto-pilot" mode. By saying "no time" we mean we are all very busy, very busy doing nothing beyond the routine. people who say "no time" when asked "why no time" will reply back spontaneously "definitely next time".

Ok, let me know ask you another simple question "are you really happy with your routines?". "Oh yeah! I love it and I am ready to do the same for my rest of the life". I know, no votes for this. Just sit back and think for few minutes, what is your passion? what new hobby you want to persue? what sport who want to play during weekends? when are your planning to finish your still bookmarked book? when did you really take a "real vacation"?. When did you watch a movie in theatre lately? Are all these things happening along with your routine? "Yes"...."Is it, then my friend, you are not a sleepwalker".

But I heard most of you saying "I really really want to do all of these". Yes, here comes our bucketlist :). Nah.Nah!!!! It is similar to goals but not. Goals are more professional, specific to industry, time bound, measured. Here I am talking about "Life as a bigger picture". "Life with motivation". "Life is fun". "Life has a purpose".

They are the dreams you want to fulfill and life experiences you desire to experience before you die along with your goals. Bucketlist can have a crazy thought, a random thought, a nice feeling, make others feel nice - It gives a human touch to your remote controlled life.

Doesnt these words sparkle smile in your eyes?. Make you feel young?. Make you think "ok, come on!!! let me think what I want to do".?

So this is what I did, took few days to realise about what I day-dream (I am not disturbing your fairytale night dreams where you take full revenge of your boss to recharge for the next day) frequently, what is that one thought that keeps tickling my brain nerves (ok ok, I do have a lttle one), which thought/place/person brings smile on my face, what activity makes me young/energtic/lively.

Here I come with 25 things (First it was 10, then it became 20 and finally finished with 25) that immediately popped out of my mind. (Oh yeah, these days...sometimes...I really feel...I am out of mind :) )

1) My little dumpling is turning three (how time flies) this september. I wanna give him a really nice birthday surprise - Plan A to Z thoroughly, add as much as possible - a personnel touch to everything - including baking the cake :). Most of you know what cake he wants :)

2) Everyday should be "god morgen" and Every night should be "god natt" - you got it. Learn Norwegian language.

3) Norway and no Northern Lights? - See northern lights.

4) Advertise, Hard work, creativity, (little money :) ) - Dedicate more time for Anuhya Jewelry.

5) Explore Vegetarian cooking across all the countries - collect the recipes, cook, find some guinea friends, click and blog - Oh no, not another blogsite. But yes a good food blog with a different essence.

6) Visit all the 45 countries in Europe - Covered Norway, Denmark, Italy, Paris and Vatican City already. Spain and Switzerland land are on cards for this year.

7) Do Skiing - with so much of snow for so much of time :))

8) Oh yeah, first learn swimming

9) Do some wildlife photography. First, upgarde from Auto mode :)

10) Watch all the movies in "IMDB top 250 movies".

11) Work on my paper store. I know my partner is waiting :)

12) See the pyramids in Eygpt

13) Snorkling in Australia

14) Volunteer/start a small NGO types to help/contribute for the people in need.

15) Atleast one really thrilling roller coaster ride every year - done for 2012 in Tivolli, Demark. But

KINGDA KA in 2006 was the best.

16) Do my own interior for my dream home

17) Walk the Inca trail to Machu Picchu in Peru

18) Meet Christ the Redeemer in Rio de Janeiro

19) Do active trading atleast 2 days a week - To be educated about finance, trading, business etc etc

20) Over night stay in Amazon forest

21) Do atleast one professional certification every year.  Wish me good luck for PRINCE2 planned this year.

22) Hike a mountain

23) How did I forget books - Read all Pulitzer Prize won non-fiction books and Man Booker Prize won books.

24) Buy one good electronic gadget every year - 2012 - Canon 550D, Kindle, HTC Desire ;)) All sponsered by Ram. You all know I am jobless for the last 18 months. (I heard you, being jobless why so much gadgets?...My answer "because I am jobless").

25) Write more frequently on killingtimeinkongsberg

I know I would have crossed half of your minds already. Is there anything else more interesting on your bucketlist? - I am all ears to hear. Please list them in the comment section below (not on facebook'ah, I am losing all your replies as time flies and older posts gets dumped.)

Add some spice to your life :) Happy Blogging.

Satyamev Jayate - The Baby is growing

The whole Indian Community is still in Shock seeing the cruel reality of female foeticide happening around us and the Satyamev Jayate team has taken one more earth-shattering episode on children. Its like earthquake followed by Tsunami :(. We always relate kids to Baghvan, Parri, Maasum, Shararat, Hasna and what not. But I guess its not how everybody feels. The show featured some Demons who dont think the same way.  This time its about Child Abuse.

Once again, the statistics the team has gathered - nobody could have ever guessed!!!!! 53%....so it means every other kid in one way or the other is abused. Parents, its time to be really alert and educate our children. So what comes to anybody's mind when we say child abuse - its always the girls who will be victimised. We are wrong here again, Boys are victims too, infact more than girls.

Hats off to the four really courageous youth who came forward to share the trauma they experienced which none of us could have ever imagined. How much they could have been physically and mentally shattered in that small age where they are yet to see the whole new world outside. But all four of them have really come out of it now with their will-power and maturity. There still could be some youth around, who could have underwent something like this but feels shattered and lifeless, this show is more than an alarm/wake up call for them. Its a tonic. Its time to come out of it, face the reality and enjoy the challenges and change your life forever.

It sounds really stupid or not so worth to discuss why at first place people go for child abuse. That to not with any strange kid, in every case its somehow or the other either relatives, friends or neighbours which means its like their own kids. Its not just shattering them physically, mentally but you are unscruplously mis-using the trust you have gained on that little heart and people around. Dont they get this feeling - what if something like this happens to my kid?.

There are demons and evils around everywhere. Protecting the child from all forms of evils - the parents due responsibility all through their life. To start with, educate the kids. Dont think there are just kids - they wont understand, they shouldnt know all things - there are good ways to communicate good messages to them so that they can distinguish good from bad. Never underestimate their thinking and mental strength. After seeing this episode, imagine the mental agony of the kids when they could have undergone such abuses. Had you talked to them about this from their very early ages - they would have known that this bad at the very first momemt/touch. They wouldnt have been scared to come and talk to you about this because you were afterall their guru who had explained what do something like this happens. They could well much more secured and protected. The workshop was just amazing!!!!! Thanks to the doctors and team to demonstrate this in such a fun and educative manner. A must watch for every kid along with their parents.

Spoken enough about the emotional part of the episode, as the team pointed out - WE still dont have a law to enforce child abuse as crime and punish. We know how the ugly side of human being reacts or does things even though there are strict laws. It had taken 10 years for the first case to pass through. Lets once again be with Aamir and help him/support him to ensure the parliment passes the bill soon and lets pray that the punishment be really hard so that seeing that nobody gets the guts to play with kids like that.

Adding Music to Emotions - the team knows all the good tactics I should say. The last 5 minutes is the really best part of the show. The Music, the lyrics, the tone, the ambiance - they really take you through the truama the kids had gone through. Its makes you feel, think and act.

Satyameva Jeyate - Female Foeticide

Did India experience an earthquake on 6th May evening?. The ripple effect of the really actual talk show "Satyameva Jeyate" hosted by all time favorite Aamir Khan had the same impact while watching.Here is a real superstar who can make you glue to your screen, subject whatsoever it maybe. His intellectual bent of mind going after sensible cinema has continued to small screen as well. Though a team effort, it was a one-man show.Although Aamir is a superstar, he doesnt dominate the show.Aamir is letting his guests speak and he, listens.  A talk show that makes people listen for the first time. Its more of listening and provoke thinking rather than talking and concluding. Aamir has proved that he is not only an ace actor but also a better journalist and above all a very good human being.

A talk show, hosted by a celebrity - We can infer the immediate reaction of any aam Indian face. Their next obvious question is - who is the other bollywood celebrity invited to share their so called cinema chemistry, behind the scenes, ractifying the rumours, gossip ghalata and what not.  The nation, so drowned in trivial sitcoms, ‘reality’ shows and talk shows that can put street cockfights to shame, seems to be finally experiencing self-awakening moments.

Aamir has done the "break the rules" concept here again. He has taken (or rather taking) really serious subject happening in every town and village in India. Oh hold on, I am not talking about Corruption. I am not talking about scandals. I am not talking about gang rape. I am not talking about polictics as well. Its female foeticide. When most of the media is lost in covering upfront footages and reports on politicals scandals, Bollywood gossips and other absolutely not worth the news next day type, Aamir has taken a leap front to showcase how to use media to educate or enlight or influence an aam Indian about some of the very serious issues happening around us. The team has done an execellent research and detailed study on the issue. Their statistics are not just numbers, it makes you sit back and think. Their rootcause, how they enroute, their consequences everything was explained crystal clear by bringing the real life people who had experienced this trauma.

Here in some metropolitan city and in some rural towns, we are talking about Women empowerment, and Women entrepreneur and there in some remote village and even in cities - people are eliminating female foetuses. The one and only reason being - husbands and inlaws demanding "mere ko beta chaye". We all knew its still happening in some nook and corner of India, where poverty overrules everything and where illiteracy is at its peak. But the one hour heart overwhelming show showcased a really more horrid and other side of our assumptions.

The hand chosen people to share their darker side of life, how their ignorance was misused, how their emotional or sentimental well-being was taken for a toss, later how their will power and motherly affection overcame all these cannot be explained or showcased any better.  A talk show where every affected individual came foreward to share their darker side to brighten India became a celebrity!!!!! Bringing a doctor as a victim of this harasement showed how weak and emotional women are when it comes to family sentiments and how the same women  can go way forward to fight for the live of her adorable girl twins was the turning point of the show. 

D.O.C.T.O.R.S - there are ways to earn money!!!! But definitely not by killing the foetus, not by killing the mother in a woman, not by killing the trust with which she comes to you, not by killing your professional ethics. You are also an human being at the end of the day. You have all the rights, pleasure and blessings to bring a beautiful human being into this world, but not to end their journey mercilessly!!!!.

How technology is mercilessly being misused. Sonogram and Ultrasound - people thought it would be a medical miracle to know the well-being of the foetus and to ensure they have a safe 9 months in the mother's womb. The inventers would have never even imagined this could be used for such a shamefull income. Well, like all pros and cons - its the human's evil side taking advantage of these technologies.

So now knowing, where it happens, to whom it happens, by whom it happens, why it happens and how it happens - What should Happen now???

Awareness - ‘Satyameva Jayate’ aims at creating awareness and I think with this show, Aamir and his team has reached 80-85% of Indian minds. Awareness is there. so whats that little baby step everybody takes towards saving these little girl babies?. Like Aamir mentioned, it cannot be concluded but everybody needs to work towards the conclusion. I hope his letter to the Rajasthan government to setup a fast-track court to punish the victimized doctors happen soon and I already see that today Rajasthan government has announced that they will install ultra sound tracking technology device called 'silent observer' (SIOB) at all the sonography centres in the district to control sex selection and female feticide. Lets see how much this helps and hope it doesnt become another scandal :(. Its in the hands of all fellow husband and father-to-be  as well - wont you dream of another beautiful woman in the world just like your wife by your wife? and you be a proud father one day :)

With Mother's day just gone yesterday lets hope many more women rejoice Mother's day next year being Mother of a proud daughter.