I can't believe we have arrived here!

For the past few days omething I've been waiting for ages is finally happening in our HSing lives. Chellu reading to Kunju! And that  too for  r hours!, oh gosh..how much would I have waited for this all this time? It all started with Kunju complaining that Chellu gets to read a book all by herself and all the yummy books that she picks by herself sat the library. Off late Shruthkirti has been reading a LOT by herself..sometimes spending half a day jn her room with a book and that obviously makes Shreedhari all by herself, something she is not used to.

When I heard the comment the first thing I did was go into HSing mode..wow this was my cnance really! So I went " you can do it too if you learned to read" but I i guess it was not reading bu the connection with her sister that Kunju was really looking for. Chellu sense it immediately and jumped in saying " I can read for you!" And that's it..it's been two days now since the sisters have been spending huge chunks of time in their room with one reading to the other.

Which then leads me to spend time blogging and doing things that have been on my to do list for a long time. I guess I will enjoy this while it lasts! You never know what's @ the corner!! 😉

But yes , jokes apart it gives me immense pleasure to see my elder reading the way she is. She literally gobbles up books in no time. She can never get up without finishing a book in one go. Something I did or rather " did not "certainly was right!

Sanskrit Bharathi classes

Today is a very special day in our family with the girls starting their first, formal, teacher ( that's not their mom or dad) led Sanskrit classes at the Samskrita Bharathi - a non profit organization that aims to create a community of Sanskrit speaking families. Sanskrit known as the mother of all languages , the language  of our scriptures and our rich Vedic culture and knowledge is known to enhance cognitive development and improve math and science skills.
The girls were super happy to be in their classes in the company of kids like themselves and with uncles and aunties from India. It made me realize how much they missed home. Samskrita Bharathi teachers were a cheerful andf encouraging lot. Apart from regular classes they also organize 3 days camps of Sanskrit speaking families, potlucks, picnics and what not with everyone speaking Sanskrit. It was such an unique , happy experience to be hearing so much of the language in a common man world sort of a way and not just as chants.
I also realized that the girls knew so much of the language whether as conversational Sanskrit or shlokas with my novice attempts at teaching them the language over the past few years. I have done pretty well I must say and very proud of myself ! :)) hoping that this tryst with Sanskrit wil take us a long way in understanding ourselves and our origins.

Ballet comes true at last

Another of those " Connecting the dots experience".  The girls , particularly Shruthkirti got hooked on to ballet a couple of months back. It all started back in Pune with the BCL ( British Council Library ) where she chanced upon a few books on ballet and eventually got highly attracted to it. I don't know what it is about ballet. It used to baffle me back in Pune as to how smnght like ballet can attract their attention where there is no environment for it?

 But years of HSing has taught me to never Q learning. Why, how, when, which form it will take place in cannot be questioned or really understood. I've started looking at it as an indulgence of the soul at that moment . If left to complete freedom then true learning according to me is the soul's undertaking to immerse itself in all the experiences that it deems fit to progress for this lifetime.

This is what happened with ballet . It started with Shruthkirti and spread to Shreeddhari too like a virus. They got hooked on to it starting with a few books, then it went on to researching on YouTube..they checked out all sorts of performances and know the story of the Nutcracker very well. They even know various versions of the Nutcracker that's commonly performed by various ballet groups. They have been begging me for ballet classes for a while now.

Andd then the US shift happens and here we are attending ballet classes every Thursday. And so to finally see them actually wear the ballet dress and the tutu and do the dance is such a heartwarming moment for me. My eyes welled up once again to be able to experience yet another profound learning journey! And in last class the ballet teacher came up to me and told me that Shruthkirti has a body that's perfect for ballet! No wonder she has been so attracted to it all this while!!

It's all about connecting the dots

It's all about connecting the dots! While I've always experienced learning as this start to finish line in the form of exams, HSing has let me experience learning as an indulgence ..in what the spirit seeks to learn at that moment. It could be the most weirdest thing you would never be able to plan or come up in a curriculum and result in the most unimaginable outcome.

That's what is happening most recently with Shruthkirti. Last year after attending the IHC Khandala HSers conference she got fixated with learning a few songs from the song book that was prepared for the bonfire nights. She got especially attracted to " Raindrops on roses."from Sound of Music. It became an obsession. She spent days on it- knew it by heart, wrote it down line by line , went on YouTube to learn it perfectly , learnt the spellings and then ended up seeing the movie like a zillion times. And then we moved here and came across auditions for the Roberta Jones Junior  Theater's fall production. Shruthkirti who has been into theater for the past 3 yrs obviously jumped in glee and we found ourselves in the auditions. They required her to sing a song in addition to dancing and acting and obviously the only English song that she knew from start to finish is guess what? " Raindrops on roses.." She went up on the stage and sang it so confidently ! Watching her at that moment brought me tears. The Director of the theater then commented that it was so incredible that someone who moved in to a totally new country can go on stage and sing so confidently ! Little did he know the amount of time that has been spent on this one song!
Her rehearsals her in full swing for 3 roles she got selected in. Like a professional she has got her conflict calender sorted out and now the costumes are soon to be stitched! I always find these learning journeys incredible.

Missing Amma and Appa on their birthday - family and it's gifts

A very happy birthday to my dearest parents - Appa and Appa whose birthdays fall on consecutive days- Aug 31st & Sept 1st respectively..I really do miss being @ with them in Pune and celebrating with the entire gang..I owe everything I am to them and words can never describe my gratitude to them for all that they have done for me and still doing starting from giving me the most precious gift of this life. Every single positive trait I have has been passed down by them either through virtue of their genes :)) or through their parenting. And the many negatives I don't have has also not come to my life , thanks to them. And yet no matter how much I will try , it will be a long time before I can catch up.
When I reflect upon those days of parenting when materialistic comfort was scare, family pressures were huge , I wonder how did they manage? As present day parents we have so much , yet it seems so hard!
Can we EVER find words to thank our parents? No wonder our Vedic culture says " Mathru Devo Bhava", " Pithru Devo Bhava" ( Mother is God, Father is God). I wish them many more years of fantastic health and happiness.

Had we been in India we would have done a huge cake cutting with Dhriti, Akkachoo and Manavaa. It would have been such a great celebration! I really do miss being in India.  

 And ever since being in California it's been striking me again and again that the girls have got so much from staying with family all these years. They time and again remember everyone, sometimes even cry and ask to return back to India at the earliest. And it makes me so happy to see that there is that emotional attachment , that " Bhava" in them that Dadaji talks about all the time. Actually being in India , you really can't escape it. People kinda grow on you, inspire of their interference ..sometimes it feels like too much but then it also brings with it attachment and love., a feeling of wanting to be with others, like others matter. I still vividly remember  that moment when the girls told bye to Appa at the Mumbai airport . It had such a strongman emotional feeling to it. That's when it struck me that these girls are not gonna be @ family for a long time now and how much they are gonna miss!! 

Being with everybody brings in so much growth, so much maturity. It's a part and parcel of learning. Children have always grown up @ their grandparents and extended family. It provides such a strong sense of identity , of belonging and makes well adjusted kids who understand that everything in the world doesn't have to according to ones wishes and yet one can learn to be happy. Here I feel kinda uprooted. Probably also becoz I have to start from scratch building my own community. Family especially strikers as crucial when one is in trouble.i still remember that day when we came to know that Mahesh is in the hospital in Kolkkata and how in a jiffy everyone was at our doorstep and I could just take off like that without having to worry about the kids at all. That couldn't have been possible anywhere else except for India. 

I really do hope for my children to have family with them always as they grow up. Their cry for Dhriti is so endearing. It really warms my heart, it convinces me that they are in the right path. They care and want others. What more could I ask for?

Tree climbing

Today we had been to Serra Park with the HSers and the girls had a great time climbing the local tress , searching for wild berries. Chellu went up and up with no fear whatsoever , targeting for the berries while Kunju stayed down collecting the falling ones. The latter then made a halwa out of the fruits with a stick as a spatula and then they gulped it down , again with a stick that served as a spoon. My wild girls! Love them to bits!!
Their love for tree climbing stated out in Magarpatta itself. Jasminium with its small trees served as an ideal setting for these girls..I fact along with tree climbing they have also been upto a lot of tree related activities like decoration, tent building etc..
When we arrived in California a month ago, they were thrilled to have found the perfect tree to climb in chitappa-chitti's house. It was not only tall but also had the branches at all the perfect spots for easy climbing. They climbed almost every day during our stay there.

I really feel so positive about the romancing with nature. This is even better than all those formal nature studies.,maybe that will surface as an interest some say but for mow at this young age all they really need is to be in open green spaces, next to tall trees and lotsa vegetation. Love for nature will be born automatically!

Clay mess and all the learning from it.

Two days back the girls decided to get the air dry clay that Pallavi had given them and experiment with it. They set out in the balcony and soon they completely got wild with it. I was on ethe phone with Nirali and before I knew it they had dissolved the whole thing in water and were literally swimming in it. Must have been a whole lot of fun for them but it was certainly a horrible mess by the end of the whole session!

If it were Pune I would have been calm, but here in Santa Clara didn't know how the hell I was gonna clean this , without pissing off the neighbors below! Had a stern talk with the girls and told them clearly that everything needs to be spic and span like before. I had to tempt with a piece of cake as their reward if they got it done properly. I really had no other way out..it was such a horrible mess!

And they got to work instantly. They cleaned and cleaned and cleaned. For almost. An hour and half. They would take breaks but eventually get to work. While chellu worked on the floor , scrubbing and soaking up all liquid into a bucket , kunju worked on the glass doors. It was really hard work. And they worked on it till I gave the good enough signal.

When I observe these things, I feel like life is really the best teacher. The cleaning job was such an interesting lesson in itself. You know, they had to constantly improvise to find smarter ways of cleaning up the mess..would this towel be better, can I brush it this way, can we collaborate with each other , how much water to use? And finally the most valuable lesson" always use a tarp before messing @ "!!!