Dear parents and children,
Hi!Happy New Year.I wish you all good luck and peace.
All of us together have come a long way in the last few years.In the first decade of this century slowly and silently we have tried to walk on the path of love and betterment.We have made our houses into beautiful homes for us and others.We have nurtured good bonding and healthy relationship in our family.At individual level we all have tried to discipline ourselves in various ways and that has made our love also disciplined.
Dear,now it is time to put a step forward for further growth.This next step is to nurture empathy in us.All good things,good habits should start at home.We say -charity begins at home.similarly empathy too begins at home.Henceforth remember that now our family is not confined to our individual homes but it has extended into a large Anandmewa family.Let us sow seeds of Empathy today in this family.Start extending your love to others.Let our fellowmen/fellowomen feel loved and accepted.Let us find one another trustworthy and letus deal with eachother with utmost trust.Make a positive effort to communicate.Like you have learnt to share your joy and skills with others,learn to share your anxiety and sorrow with them.Learn to look at others with compassionand create a feeling of security in others by being sensitive to their feelings. Become more sensitive to what you say about someone.Extend your love to others with intention of being compassionate.I often keep giving you hints on this line.
Benevolence would gradually appear in us and then only we will face the new decadewith courage ,awareness and ofcourse togetherness.
Love,
Lata aji
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
kolhapur!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This year me n my cousins had a get-together @the abode of Amba Bai,Kolhapur.We had a blast there.We did everything together.Away from the busy life of mumbai we got a chance 2 be in the vicinity of mother nature.I was really happy about baba's participation in each n every activity infront of his in-laws.Slowly he is losin his inhibitions.Though aniruddha had fever his energy was no less.Aai n i had made jute bags 4 all her cousins.thus 2010 is comin 2 an end leavin behind memorable moments wid family n frnds n leavin wid us hope 4 better future.
Monday, December 20, 2010
Wah Guru,an experience
We sawthis drama on 19/12/10,thanks to Sanjay Bhagwat kaka who promptly arranged the tickets for us.It is based on a book,'Tuesdays with Morris' which we had read and is an eye opener.The drama unfolds in Mumbai,where Pai is portrayed as a workoholic who is ignoring his life,hobbies,near and dear ones and even the small pleasures in nature(sunrise,rainshowers or breeze).He happens to meet his teacher after 16 long years and is mesmerized.He keeps on revisiting him week after week.The ailing,bedridden teacher discusses at length on vaious aspects of life.Pai's life changes in totality.
Let us strive hard to radically improve our lives by walking with our guru on her path.
-nadkarnis
Let us strive hard to radically improve our lives by walking with our guru on her path.
-nadkarnis
Friday, December 10, 2010
December!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
December was always a month of half days and NIDs in our school but this year was a special one.
We not only won the inter house drama but also are some points behind the leader house C.V. Raman. Even the sports proved lucky for us as we won many medals.From tomorrow will start the preparations for the annual function and i am excited for it.But i am eagerly waiting for the results for the poem competition. Wish me luck
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Stranded!
12.30 p.m. 14th November 2010, Tuesday.
There we were, in the bus, on the way to Delhi. It had been the most fun week of my life, seven days with friends, seven days of sightseeing, seven days of making new friends, and seven days of every other imaginable fun thing. And now, it was getting over. In a few hours, we would be in two different trains and then we would only meet after school started.
It was our annual school tour. This year, me and ninety of my batch-mates had been to Nainital, Kausani and Bhimtal with nine teahers and three Cox and Kings tour escorts. We had had a blast, to say the least. And now, as the last day approached, we were told that we would be put into two trains, and most of my friends were in the other train. I wasn't happy, and it wasn't my best Children's Day. Well, we had already had lunch and we'd reach Delhi in a few hours (we would board our trains from New Delhi). It was time for my friends to board their separate bus to go to their seperate station to board their seperate train. I bade gooodbye to them and settled down with the remaining two of my friends to what I thought would be an extremely boring journey. We were some 100kms from Delhi, and stuck in traffic. It was irritating, getting stuck in traffic on a National Highway miles away from a city.
1.15 p.m. Still stuck in traffic, moved 5 metres.
Now we were talking about what we would miss most about those seven days. I was trying to come up with something I hadn't already said. Absorbed as we were in our discussion, I happened to glance out of the window.
"Look!" I exclaimed, "we've hardly moved an inch since everyone left!"
Everyone looked out of the wndow. Someone sighed. Nobody wanted traffic outside Mumbai!
"At this rate," someone remarked, "we could miss the train."
Everyone laughed. Somebody started singing the song that had been sung a thousand times over the past seven days just to keep from getting bored. I joined in at my favourite line, trying to shake off a funny feeling that had got me.
2.00 p.m. Moved one metre.
People were bored, very bored. We were out of songs to sing. I looked out of the window.
"Still there." I told everyone. I looked straight at the boy opposite me, who we called Calculator. "Assuming we get out of this traffic in the next 15 minutes," I said slowly, "our train's scheduled to leave at 4.30 isn't it?"
"We'll make it easily", he said. "Don't worry."
3.15 p.m. Not moved at all.
I looked at Calculator for the umpteenth time questioningly. Now, he looked worried too.
"I don't think - I mean, at this rate..." A few people gasped. Unanimously, we looked towards the front, where our tour escort was sitting. He had already whipped out his phone and was talking very fast. His forehead was wrinkled. He was sweating. A few words floated to the back: "Hotel Delhi International... yes, that's right... 25 rooms... thank you."
We turned to each other. And slowly, slowly, our expressions changed and we let out a huge cheer. We were going to miss the train! Those were the only trains for the next two days. Somehow, we were not tensed. We would leave tension to the tour operators. That was all we had wanted, and we had all got our seemingly impossible wish granted. So there we were, still stuck in the traffic and looking forward to the next few days of facing the unknown. Nobody was scared. Parents were duly informed, and everybody was soon talking excitedly.
Thus, it was at 4.15 that we escaped the traffic. Apparently, Chhat Puja celebrations were the cause of all the traffic. We reached Delhi at 6.00 in the evening and we were taken straight to the hotels in which we had been booked. At the hotels, seeing our friends from the other buses, we could only squeal and laugh in excitement.
Well, the next evening we left Delhi. No, not by train. We travelled from Delhi to Mumbai by buses! Arriving two days later than our scheduled arrival had all the parents worried, but for us, it had been the best vacation we had ever had. We also learnt a few things. 1)There are things you just cannot help, such as missing your train, and you have to live with it. 2)You never have a problem adjusting to that, its your parents who find it hard. 3)Its always better to carry a few extra sets of clothes, you never know!
There we were, in the bus, on the way to Delhi. It had been the most fun week of my life, seven days with friends, seven days of sightseeing, seven days of making new friends, and seven days of every other imaginable fun thing. And now, it was getting over. In a few hours, we would be in two different trains and then we would only meet after school started.
It was our annual school tour. This year, me and ninety of my batch-mates had been to Nainital, Kausani and Bhimtal with nine teahers and three Cox and Kings tour escorts. We had had a blast, to say the least. And now, as the last day approached, we were told that we would be put into two trains, and most of my friends were in the other train. I wasn't happy, and it wasn't my best Children's Day. Well, we had already had lunch and we'd reach Delhi in a few hours (we would board our trains from New Delhi). It was time for my friends to board their separate bus to go to their seperate station to board their seperate train. I bade gooodbye to them and settled down with the remaining two of my friends to what I thought would be an extremely boring journey. We were some 100kms from Delhi, and stuck in traffic. It was irritating, getting stuck in traffic on a National Highway miles away from a city.
1.15 p.m. Still stuck in traffic, moved 5 metres.
Now we were talking about what we would miss most about those seven days. I was trying to come up with something I hadn't already said. Absorbed as we were in our discussion, I happened to glance out of the window.
"Look!" I exclaimed, "we've hardly moved an inch since everyone left!"
Everyone looked out of the wndow. Someone sighed. Nobody wanted traffic outside Mumbai!
"At this rate," someone remarked, "we could miss the train."
Everyone laughed. Somebody started singing the song that had been sung a thousand times over the past seven days just to keep from getting bored. I joined in at my favourite line, trying to shake off a funny feeling that had got me.
2.00 p.m. Moved one metre.
People were bored, very bored. We were out of songs to sing. I looked out of the window.
"Still there." I told everyone. I looked straight at the boy opposite me, who we called Calculator. "Assuming we get out of this traffic in the next 15 minutes," I said slowly, "our train's scheduled to leave at 4.30 isn't it?"
"We'll make it easily", he said. "Don't worry."
3.15 p.m. Not moved at all.
I looked at Calculator for the umpteenth time questioningly. Now, he looked worried too.
"I don't think - I mean, at this rate..." A few people gasped. Unanimously, we looked towards the front, where our tour escort was sitting. He had already whipped out his phone and was talking very fast. His forehead was wrinkled. He was sweating. A few words floated to the back: "Hotel Delhi International... yes, that's right... 25 rooms... thank you."
We turned to each other. And slowly, slowly, our expressions changed and we let out a huge cheer. We were going to miss the train! Those were the only trains for the next two days. Somehow, we were not tensed. We would leave tension to the tour operators. That was all we had wanted, and we had all got our seemingly impossible wish granted. So there we were, still stuck in the traffic and looking forward to the next few days of facing the unknown. Nobody was scared. Parents were duly informed, and everybody was soon talking excitedly.
Thus, it was at 4.15 that we escaped the traffic. Apparently, Chhat Puja celebrations were the cause of all the traffic. We reached Delhi at 6.00 in the evening and we were taken straight to the hotels in which we had been booked. At the hotels, seeing our friends from the other buses, we could only squeal and laugh in excitement.
Well, the next evening we left Delhi. No, not by train. We travelled from Delhi to Mumbai by buses! Arriving two days later than our scheduled arrival had all the parents worried, but for us, it had been the best vacation we had ever had. We also learnt a few things. 1)There are things you just cannot help, such as missing your train, and you have to live with it. 2)You never have a problem adjusting to that, its your parents who find it hard. 3)Its always better to carry a few extra sets of clothes, you never know!
Friday, November 19, 2010
Welcome to the Chequebook!
Welcome to the online Chequebook facility of Bank Anandmewa!
Whats this?
One of the main reasons behind creating this Chequebook is to give all of us a suitable platform to express ourselves. And to have a meaningful discussion on what each one of us has to say. Children, teenagers, parents, Ajji, Ajoba, everyone.
So all of you are welcome to share your thoughts, writings, comments, photography, opinions etc here. You can share your autobiography of Rancho, travelogue on the latest bird watching trip, your analysis on the current art exhibition on display at Jehangir, your attempt at Nature photography, your thoughts on the latest movie, the new trick you learnt in Origami or even your thoughts about relationships, emotions and life in general. Basically, anything that you would like to share with the group.
In fact, the success of this experiment depends on your active contributions.
Why here? And how does this work?
Welcome to the world of blogs (Blogger is Google's blogging website). Blogs are a very powerful platform to express yourselves on the internet. Millions of people have their own blogs and they make it a point to upload new content from time to time. You can write, upload, comment and share with a Blogger profile which can be created with the help of your gmail / Google account. If you havent ever read blogs, you really should go through a few. Blogs are way more cooler, effective and exclusive than social networking sites like Facebook. (honestly, lets face it. The whole world is on Facebook, including people you wish weren't). Blogs take you beyond the cosmetic 'Face' and let you read the entire 'Book'!
Now, this blog : www.thechequebook.blogspot.com is a close-ended private blog. Which means that it will be visible and accessible only to members of the Anandmewa family. And everyone of us will be ACTIVE CONTRIBUTORS. Which means that all of us can upload content on the blog, read all the content that is uploaded and comment on the content which has been uploaded by the others.
To do this, you first need to have an active gmail account.
Then, an invite will be sent to you on your gmail id which you need to accept.
Lastly, you need to create a blogger profile so that you can contribute.
(Dont worry. Even if this sounds complicated, it is very easy. And Google guides you properly thorough every step. Just follow their intructions. It is also very easy to navigate around on Blogger. It wont take you a lot of time to figure out how it works.)
What can I expect to find here?
Very easy: Whatever you have put in here. If you have filled it with your thoughts, perspectives, opinions, stories and love; you can expect to find provoking thoughts, new perspectives, intelligent opinions, gripping stories and lots of love. The lesser you give to the bank, the lesser we all get out of it. So, what you get out of this really depends upon you.
And lastly, just like any other bank, Bank Anandmewa may suffer from global problems too. They include the onset of sub-prime procrastination, recession of good topics for discussion, the foreclosure of rational opinions and the lack of fresh ideas. Now, it is up to ALL OF US to pull the bank out of these crises if (and when) they strike. And the only way we can do that is by pumping in more capital : more things to share.
Because what really matters in the end is that we deal with these issues in an effective way if they ever trouble us.
Because some banks are just too important to be allowed to go bankrupt.
Whats this?
One of the main reasons behind creating this Chequebook is to give all of us a suitable platform to express ourselves. And to have a meaningful discussion on what each one of us has to say. Children, teenagers, parents, Ajji, Ajoba, everyone.
So all of you are welcome to share your thoughts, writings, comments, photography, opinions etc here. You can share your autobiography of Rancho, travelogue on the latest bird watching trip, your analysis on the current art exhibition on display at Jehangir, your attempt at Nature photography, your thoughts on the latest movie, the new trick you learnt in Origami or even your thoughts about relationships, emotions and life in general. Basically, anything that you would like to share with the group.
In fact, the success of this experiment depends on your active contributions.
Why here? And how does this work?
Welcome to the world of blogs (Blogger is Google's blogging website). Blogs are a very powerful platform to express yourselves on the internet. Millions of people have their own blogs and they make it a point to upload new content from time to time. You can write, upload, comment and share with a Blogger profile which can be created with the help of your gmail / Google account. If you havent ever read blogs, you really should go through a few. Blogs are way more cooler, effective and exclusive than social networking sites like Facebook. (honestly, lets face it. The whole world is on Facebook, including people you wish weren't). Blogs take you beyond the cosmetic 'Face' and let you read the entire 'Book'!
Now, this blog : www.thechequebook.blogspot.com is a close-ended private blog. Which means that it will be visible and accessible only to members of the Anandmewa family. And everyone of us will be ACTIVE CONTRIBUTORS. Which means that all of us can upload content on the blog, read all the content that is uploaded and comment on the content which has been uploaded by the others.
To do this, you first need to have an active gmail account.
Then, an invite will be sent to you on your gmail id which you need to accept.
Lastly, you need to create a blogger profile so that you can contribute.
(Dont worry. Even if this sounds complicated, it is very easy. And Google guides you properly thorough every step. Just follow their intructions. It is also very easy to navigate around on Blogger. It wont take you a lot of time to figure out how it works.)
What can I expect to find here?
Very easy: Whatever you have put in here. If you have filled it with your thoughts, perspectives, opinions, stories and love; you can expect to find provoking thoughts, new perspectives, intelligent opinions, gripping stories and lots of love. The lesser you give to the bank, the lesser we all get out of it. So, what you get out of this really depends upon you.
And lastly, just like any other bank, Bank Anandmewa may suffer from global problems too. They include the onset of sub-prime procrastination, recession of good topics for discussion, the foreclosure of rational opinions and the lack of fresh ideas. Now, it is up to ALL OF US to pull the bank out of these crises if (and when) they strike. And the only way we can do that is by pumping in more capital : more things to share.
Because what really matters in the end is that we deal with these issues in an effective way if they ever trouble us.
Because some banks are just too important to be allowed to go bankrupt.
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