Perpetually Perplexed

     If you go to Gokarna, Murdeshwar , Idugunji etc (which are in North Kanara district of Karnataka ) you should visit this temple. karikana temple. No, no I have not become devout suddenly. I am still confused sem-atheist. But I am advising you to visit this temple because of its views. It is located near Honnavar   Did I tell     If you look down, you see hills and trees everywhere and at the end of the horizon, you see Arabian sea. You know it is sea, because it is emnating light, illuminating the surroundings with orange glow. You also see one more small horizontal light which it seems is a river. It  IS beauty.     I can not describe it with my limited vocabulary. How to get there:    You take a deviation in Honnavar from the main road, and go to AreAngadi ( around 5 kms) From Areangadi, another 5 kms you have to go. But please bear in mind. There are no busses to this place. You may have to take a private vehicle from Honnavar

ಆಗಸದ ಕೆಂಪು, ಮರಳಿನ ಕೆಂಪು ಮರಳು ದೂದಿದರೂ ಮತ್ತೆ ಮತ್ತೆ ಬರುತ್ತಿರುವ ನೀರಿನ ನೀಲಿ ಕಪ್ಪು ಎಲ್ಲವೂ ಕೂಗಿ ಕೂಗಿ ಹೇಳುತ್ತಿವೆ ನೀನು ಇಲ್ಲಿಯವನಲ್ಲ ದೂರ ಹೋಗು ನಮ್ಮ ಮಲಿನಗೊಳಿಸಲು ಬರಬೇಡ

  I have always liked Cyrus of MTV. Was watching his "Year which wasn't" . I so much liked the punch line We(TV show anchors)  are always there even  in the new year. No matter how bad your day has been, we are always there to make it worse. And one more about our political leaders. Police chief : We also have a code name for our prime minister. SOFA - sonias personal assistant

Let me do some ctrl c and ctrl v. From none other than Jean Paul Sartre. She often finds her own jokes amusing. And pauses to laugh which reveals missing tooth. Well the original was He instead of She and sparkling teeth instead of missing tooth. Wait, I am not finished yet. And pauses to laugh which reveals missing tooth, which instantly transforms her from middle aged plump auntie to a scary looking witch. You have guessed by now who that she is.

For me internet is a encyclopedia. Well it is a replacement for my mom. Yes, my mom though not well educated, is well read, shows interest in everything and knows everything. So all these years, if I have a question about anything ( may not be stupid coding), I would ask mom. And the best part was, she would have an answer. I think I can never become such a mother. Now if I have any doubt, I ask google and the best part is I do get an answer 99.99% of the time. Well as with the authenticity, correctness, depth etc of the answers may not be very good. I will google a little more to get better answer. So internet is such a wonderful mom.

  I went in search of God. To a place called Gokarn where Lord Shiva is supposed to be present. Well what did I find? Traffic jam. As they say in kannada, ಪಾಪಿ ಸಮುದ್ರ ಹೊಕ್ಕರು, ಮೊಳ ಕಾಳುದ್ದ ನೀರೆ ( ಅಥವಾ ಪಾಪಿ ಸಮುದ್ರ ಹೊಕ್ಕರು ಟ್ರಾಫಿಕ್ ಜಾಮೆ )     It was a family tour, kind of. My son and his cousins wanted to go to beach. They convinced their grand dad and arranged the trip. We 3 sisters and our husbands went as baby sitters or rather teen watchers. But why Gokarna, you may  ask. Gokarna also has a beach. And on the way, we went to Dhareshwar beach as well.     Let us come back to Gokarna. I feel for a temple town, it has far too many vehicles. Or may be most of them are tourist vehicles as ours was. On a road, which can allow one car only, there was a line of around 15 cars. Every time, we wanted to go to our lodge from the priest's house (where we were supposed to stay but could not as all the rooms were full and where we had our meals) and back, it took us 15-20 minutes which by the

 Before you read this, let me make one thing clear. I am in no way a right wing rss person. In fact I will be the one to defend our muslim friends in most arguments at home.      I was looking at some ladies on the road. Burkha clad, face covered ladies. How will they be feeling. How would I have felt, if I have to spend my life not between 4 walls, but worse between black mask. I would felt suffocated , I would have felt furious. I would have felt that I want to strangle some one. But I would not even have any outlet to these feelings of mine. I would have swallowed these feelings and then they would mix with my complete body and my blood. Every nerve of my body would be screaming with rage. When I carry a child in me, these feeling will surely pass on to the child. So this child would want to smash, hit, kill everyone without knowing why.    How is my theory?    Let me repeat, it is semi-humor. Do not get angry on me and put a fatwa on me.

    I find that four wheelers are boring. Really, I mean it. I have loads of justifications for this. Look at the list     1> Nagging your Mom and taking her scooter key is far easier than convincing dad to give car keys     2> In a car you can not wear helmet. So traffic police is more likely to look at your child like face and ask for your non-existent Drivers Licence     3> You never have to wait at the end of  traffic at a signal. If there is at least one inch of space between two vehicles, you can crawl between two vehicles and stand in the front of signal     4> Even if there is absolutely no space on the road, no problem. What are foot paths for?     5> You can impress your gal with acrobatics (they are not called so?) on a two wheeler. No such chance with a car      6> With one liter of petrol, you can give at least 3-4 rides to your girl friend or rides to 3-4 of your girl friends whichever may be the case.            

   ಒಂದೆರಡು ಕನ್ನಡ ಪುಸ್ತಕಗಳನ್ನು ಕೊಳ್ಳೋಣ ಎಂದುಕೊಂಡೆ. ಗೂಗಲ್ ಮಾಡಿದೆ ೨೦೧೦ ಬೆಸ್ಟ್ ಸೇಲ್ಲೆರ್ಸ್ ಕನ್ನಡ ಬೂಕ್ಸ್.  ಸರಿಯಾದ ಉತ್ತರ ಸಿಗಲಿಲ್ಲ. ಕನ್ನಡ ಪುಸ್ತಕ ಗೂಗಲ್ ಮಾಡಿದೆ. ಆದರೂ ಸಿಗಲಿಲ್ಲ. ಯೋಲೋಪ್ ಎಂಬ ಒಂದು ಸೈಟ್ ಸಿಕ್ಕಿತು.  ಅಸ್ಟೇ. ಕನ್ನಡ ನಾಡಿನಲ್ಲಿ ಕನ್ನಡ ಪುಸ್ತಕ ಓದುವವರೇ ಇಲ್ಲವೇ. ಅಥವಾ ಕನ್ನಡದವರೆಲ್ಲ ನಮ್ಮ ಹಾಗೆ ಇಂಟರ್ನ್ಯಾಷನಲ್ ಬೆಸ್ಟ್ ಸೇಲ್ಲೆರ್ಸ್ ಮಾತ್ರ ಓದುತ್ತಾರೆಯೇ . ನಿಜಕ್ಕೂ ಇದು ಶೋಚನಿಯ ವಿಷಯ. ಫಾಸೆಬೂಕ್ ನಲ್ಲಿ  ನೋಡಿದೆ. (ಹಂ ನಾನು ಈಗ ಫಾಸೆಬೂಕ್ ಉಪಯೋಗಿಸುತ್ತೇನೆ. ಗೇಮ್ಸ್ ಆಡಲು. ಇದು ಕೂಲಾ ಅಥವಾ ಫೂಲಾ? ) ಒಂದು ಒಳ್ಳೆಯ ಯುಸೆರ್ ಸಿಕ್ಕಿತು. http://www.facebook.com/Ganchalibidi.Kannadamathadi ಚೆನ್ನಾಗಿದೆ. ನೋಡಿ. ಇನ್ನು ಮುಂದೆ ನೀವು ನಾವೆಲ್ಲ ಕನ್ನಡ ಓದಿ ಕನ್ನಡ ಬರೆದು ಕನ್ನಡದಲ್ಲೇ ಮಾತೊಡೋಣ. ಸರಿಯ?

   We hear often about children being not thankful for all the trouble parents take for them. I feel we, parents must be thankful to our children for making us grow. As our children grow vertically , we grow horizontally. Jokes apart, as children grow we also grow from unreasonably proud, self centred, immature women into the semblence of a human being. We learn to understand others feelings. We learn to care for others.      As a matter of face we also learn to get organized because it will be the need. We learn to cook with some interest ( children are not poor husbands to eat whatever you cook). We also learn to yell ;-)      Thank you my child for making me grow   क्यों की   बढ़ाना ही जिंदगी है

   Well in one era, I knew two fruits ಮಾವಿನ ಹಣ್ಣು ಮತ್ತು ಗೇರು ಹಣ್ಣು . Our drawings consisted of only these fruits.     You wonder what is this geru hannu. It is cashew fruit. The fruit below which the cashew nut will be attached. Yes, you can eat it. It will some what tangy in taste. We used to go to these trees and climb the cashew trees, pluck and eat the fruits and save the nuts. The trees will have low branches so that kids can climb. We would sit on it chatting. We would make the swing on these branches. And each kid would sit on a separate tree. The best part is the trees were not planted by anyone. They had grown in our land used for grass cultivation for cattle.    And the nuts. The pros among us would stamp on the greenish cashew seed, so that the kernel would come out, wipe it with dress and eat it. But it is a really tricky job because the oil which comes out of the seed will burn the skin.      The rest of us will bring the cashewnuts with the outer shell home. These will

   Most Indian vehicle names are English words. Some of them may not be English but some Japanese I am not sure (suzuki or is it susuki). There is one vehicle with our own sanskrit name . Guess which one?   yamaha  यमः

ನಮ್ಮ ಹವ್ಯಕ ಸಂಪ್ರದಾಯದಲ್ಲಿ ಹಾಡು ಎಂಬ ಶಬ್ದಕ್ಕೆ ಬೇರೆಯೇ ಅರ್ಥವಿದೆ. ಯಾವುದೇ ಹಬ್ಬ ಹರಿದಿನ ಅಥವಾ ಪೂಜೆಯ ದಿನಗಳಂದು ದೇವರ ಎದುರಿಗೆ ಹೇಳುವ ಹಾಡುಗಳೇ ಹಾಡುಗಳು.      ಪ್ರತಿಯೊಂದು ಹುಡುಗಿ ಅಥವಾ ಹೆಂಗಸು ಹಾಡಿನ ಪಟ್ಟಿ (ನೋಟೆಬೂಕ್) ಇಟ್ಟುಕೊಳ್ಳಬೇಕು. ಅದರಲ್ಲಿ ಗಣೇಶ ಚವಥಿಯ ಹಾಡು, ದೀಪಾವಳಿಯ ಹಾಡು, ನವರಾತ್ರಿಯ ಹಾಡು, ಎಂದೆಲ್ಲ ಬರೆದು ಇಟ್ಟು ಕೊಳ್ಳಬೇಕು. ಹಬ್ಬಗಳ ಮುನ್ನಾದಿನ (ಹಿಂದಿನ ದಿನ) ಅವನ್ನು ರಾಗಬದ್ದವಾಗಿ ಹೇಳುವದನ್ನು ರೂಡಿ ಮಾಡಬೇಕು.  ಹಬ್ಬದ ದಿನ ಪೂಜೆಯ ಹೊತ್ತಿಗೆ, ಮೊದಲು ಸ್ವಲ್ಪ ಹೊತ್ತು "ನೀ ಹೇಳೇ" "ನೀ ಹೇಳೇ" "ಎಂಗೆ ಬತ್ತಿಲ್ಯೇ" "ಎನ್ನ ಧ್ವನಿ ಬಿದ್ದೊಜು" ಎಂದೆಲ್ಲ ನಖರೆ ಮಾಡಿ ಆಮೇಲೆ ಶುರು ಮಾಡಬೇಕು. ಒಬ್ಬಳು ಹಾಡಿದರೆ ಉಳಿದವರೆಲ್ಲ ಸ ಗುಡಬೇಕು (ಪಲ್ಲವಿಯೊಂದನ್ನು ಹಾಡುವದು) ಪೂಜೆ ಮಾಡಿದ್ದು, ಅರತಿಯೆತ್ತಿದ್ದು, ನೈವೇದ್ಯ ಮಾಡಿದ್ದು, ಹೂ ಬೇಡಿದ್ದು ಹೀಗೆ ಕ್ರಮ ಬದ್ದವಾಗಿ ಒಂದಾದ ಮೇಲೊಂದು ಹೇಳಬೇಕು.( ಆ ಸಮಯಕ್ಕೆ ಸರಿಯಾಗಿ ತಮ್ಮ ಶಕ್ತಿಯೆಲ್ಲವನ್ನು ಹಾಕಿ ಮಕ್ಕಳು ಜಾಗಟೆ ಬಡಿಯುವದರಿಂದ, ಏನೂ ಸರಿಯಾಗಿ ಕೇಳುವದಿಲ್ಲ ಎನ್ನುವದು ಬೇರೆ ಮಾತು)      ಹಾಡು ಬರದಿದ್ದವರು (ನನ್ನಂತ ಪಾಪಿಗಳು) "ಹಾಡು ಬರೋದಿಲ್ಲ ಶೇಡಿ ಬರೋದಿಲ್ಲ , ನಾವೂ ದುರುದುನ್ದೇರು " ಎಂದು ಹೇಳಿಸಿ ಕೊಳ್ಳ ಬೇಕು.      ಇನ್ನು ಕೆಲ ಸ್ತ್ರೀಯರು (ಕೆಲವು ಪುರುಷರೂ ಕೂ