Thunders or Tenants ?

My dear readers of our blog Talkative Tongue, I have come again before you after a short period, taking my rent less tenants’ new activities before you. Yes, the blue pigeons who have occupied some considerable portions of our residence without taking our permission are not paying any rent to us but their behaviours are exactly the behaviours of the tenants. Dropping off the precious white eggs in the air has not yet stopped and our kitchen washing area pigeons also enacted this act of dropping off the eggs in the air episode. Helpless pigeons, busy pigeons who don’t even have time to sit in a place for a considerable enough time to lay the eggs in a place properly. Next my broomstick came under the severe, constant attack of the kitchen tenants in their constant continuous effort of building their safe heavens nest in our kitchen Maliya(Attic). Now my daughter’s room’s cupboard is also under occupation ! There also one good fine nest was built but I removed it and recovered all my sticks of my broomsticks. So my broomstick got thinner over thinner size because the sticks of the broomstick were taken daily continuously for the building work of the nests in the kitchen and bedroom. In my counter attack the sticks were taken from the nests and the broomstick was again given its original fat size. Let us come to the front room tenants. Now also the computers and books are under attack. We are threatened again and again by them and by their free flying inside the rooms so we are pressurized to live without having fans. The fans should not be operated.  The running fans are disturbance to their free flying inside the house. So, in our daily life the tenants have stopped our freedom.

 

Our tenant’s friends are also visiting our house. Their behaviour always give me the feeling that they are our security people. They can’t talk. They can’t do anything to protect us. But I am dead sure that they understand our conversations. They even show that they are following our talks. So now even if they are non rent giving tenants , they have become indispensible part of our lives. Even the research scholars who visit our house for their PhD Thesis discussions with the head of the family have come to know of them. During the discussions going on between the PhD guide and the PhD students our beautiful pigeons of the front room also watch the proceedings by sitting over the computer and over  the mathematics books  and table. With full attention and care and observation they see the discussions and hear them.

So now our tenants are obtaining their advanced level Maths knowledge. I spend my free time talking with them and watching them. Oh! About the quarrels happening among them? Yes the quarrels are going on daily. Sometimes Moti and Smarty (the front room tenants) have high level quarrels between them. The kitchen pigeons quarrels,  the quarrels between Sadda and Sadmi also is unending. We don’t have way or means to stop their quarrels to bring peace into the lives of the World peace symbols who are pigeons.

By,

Ritu Iyer,

TalkativeTongue

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Biography of Pigeons !

What happened? What is the latest development or recent developments in my life which is under the steady occupation of my non- rent paying tenants who are the beautiful blue pigeons? So, what are the recent actions of the Beautiful Blue Pigeons against me? This question is frequently asked to me by my blog readers. I convey my sorry for my absence in the blog for a long time. The reason is my tenants. Now my house has separate tenants in separate rooms. They are kitchen, balcony couple, front room pigeon couples and my daughter’s room’s pigeon couple. They all laid eggs but mysteriously they themselves refused to hatch the eggs. Kitchen pigeon laid eggs (three in count) but it itself forgot the action and it unexpectedly and shockingly took those eggs which were its own as the eggs of the front room pigeons. Hectic quarrels happened between kitchen couples male and female pigeons. Female till the end refused to sit over its own eggs for hatching them to deliver the young ones. At last the eggs were broken and smashed by the female pigeon taking them as illegitimate eggs (eggs from the front room couple) Why should I hatch these eggs when they are legally not my own? This was kitchen female’s question.

Our own house got rattled on seeing this brutal affair. The front room pairs also gave us rude shock by dropping the egg in the air. Yes, the female pigeon of the front room was as usually sitting over our computer keyboard. But on that special day for several hours it was sitting to lay eggs in that place. But at the last minute it left that place and flew towards the window and it dropped the egg while it flew towards the window. Dropping eggs while flying happened and the egg which got dropped by the female while flying fell over my Civil Engineering son’s books. That couple also refused to accept the dropped egg as their own. We tried a lot to convince them. But here the male pigeon spoke. The male pigeon refused to allow the female to hatch the eggs which female dropped while flying telling the reason that the dropped eggs can’t be taken as legal eggs. What about my daughter’s room pigeons. The female itself forgot the act of laying eggs. It refused to sit over the eggs for hatching it and deliver young ones. So the eggs remained uncared and unattended for several days. Why? The reason told was “Aunty, we are very busy. For hatching process we have to sit over the eggs for several days and so many hours. I cannot do all these things.” I asked” Then what can we do our room pigeon? What should be done with these eggs? Spend some time for hatching. It is your duty”. The reply was,” We are so busy Aunty. We don’t have time. Do anything with them. It is up to you.” Then I put those neglected eggs in the place of kitchen pigeons. No response. Then I put them in front room’s place. No response and severe shouting happened and then severe quarrels and attacks happened. Those eggs were kept in the dustbin at last. Daily I have to spend my precious time in compromising them because they quarrel seriously. Pigeons are the symbols of peace. But pigeons quarrel a lot and that also in the style of war which is “Do or Die” Method.

I find it very difficult to bring peace and friendship among them. I enjoy watching pigeons of my house. I like talking with them. So at last my houses tenants are not mere tenants now but the part and parcel of my house. The reason is all the members of my family treat them as the main members of our house. Tenants are now our thoughts.

 

By,

Ritu Iyer, Gujarat 

TalkativeTongue

 

Small Big Things !

Imagine being in a beautiful park surrounded by beautiful and sweet atmosphere. But, what if the garden of the park has no reality, what if the garden does not have fallen and dry leaves, imperfect trees, sweet smelling real flowers; though being surrounded by these many things, the atmosphere will make you feel unreal; emptiness will surround you. A feeling of nothingness will surround you. It’s a feeling that comes to you when you feel and see that you have everything, but a smallest thing makes you feel that actually you have nothing. That one little thing makes you feel empty and worthless.

It has been felt many times by me. I remember in my second year in college we had an announcement that there was going to be a Half Marathon in our city back in January 2017. Our college was distributing the registration forms to become a participant in the Marathon. I was extremely excited. It was a happy moment for me. My parents gave me permission to become a part of it and my dearest friends were joining me. Everything was there with me. But one single thing made everything that I had useless and worthless.  An identity card; a general identity card that is indeed became now a necessity for all the citizens of our country. I remember back in my school days how I ignored the need to have this identity card. Everything started clicking me all of a sudden. This one small identity card shattered all my excitement, happiness and joy. I was filled with regrets of not getting one due to my own laziness and ignorance. But that repentance was never going to help me get the opportunity to participate in the Marathon. That one incident made me so helpless and incapable of doing something that I really wished to do. It was a small identity card which I ignored due to my own laziness since it wasn’t that necessary then, but the same identity card later shattered my beautiful dream and my excitement.

This is how the things that look small and insignificant are actually the most significant things. The things that sometimes you thing can ignore sometimes are the things that needed the most attention. Another situation made me realize the same when all of a sudden my Laptop got repaired one day and it was left at the repairing shop for a few days, I had to work with my Brother’s laptop. I had this Java test the other day and I had to practice doing programs in laptop. I got all the software from my laptop and started installing them in my brother’s laptop. But I somehow missed small software and because of that one small little software I wasn’t able to practice the programs in the editor. This is how that little software made every other thing useless and worthless. Though I had everything, but still I had nothing in hand.

These were the technical things, but Life is so much Non-technical. It is beyond our thought and ideas. It is unpredictable and yet so beautiful. We can’t predict what is going to happen the next hour, the next minute the next second. It is full of sweet surprises and sudden shocks. We always look at life as a big picture; we forget to see that the small things gather together and make the picture. To make a picture look beautiful, the color, their combination, their amount everything matters. It’s just small things taken together that make the big picture look beautiful. We run behind the big dreams that we see and in the pursuit of those big dreams, we forget to cherish the small things, we forget to appreciate small happiness.

It’s the little thing that makes the impact. A simple sweet smile sometimes makes someone’s day. A simple appreciating talk can motivate someone who is down. A small talk can sometimes reduce the pain that you might be carrying in your heart. Sometimes a simple small walk can make you feel refreshed. A sweet with your parents, your dearest friends sometimes can avoid lots of misunderstanding and can reduce the distance. It’s small but it has great impact.

Look at the small beauty around you. It will fill you up with happiness and satisfaction that is incomparable. A small fraction is what makes the change. A small fraction of Love can improve the Situation and at the same the absence of that small fraction can turn things upside down. Just a small Fraction!

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TalkativeTongue

Memorable Mothers

Motherhood is divine. Motherhood is sacred. Motherhood is bliss. In this universe not only the human beings but all the living things are blessed by God with this prestigious, joyful status of Motherhood. When I was seriously waiting for God’s blessings to obtain motherhood my residence of three bedroom Bungalow got the pleasure of seeing so many Mothers. Dogs selected my garden to deliver their loving puppies. The flying small, brown sparrows used my bungalow’s  several things such as fans, tube lights, cupboards to build their nests and to lay their eggs and delivering their chirping young ones by hatching them in their nests. My garden’s trees became the Maternity homes for crows and Mynahs. In one summer, one pregnant cat entered into our house and even without getting my permission, turned one secret place of my house as its kitten delivering home and all of a sudden one day emerged as a proud Mother before me catching hold of one of her kittens in her mouth. One summer afternoon one fully pregnant cow reached my compound wall gate and just outside my gate delivered one beautiful young calf. Now also blue pigeons have selected my house’s washing area cupboards as their maternity home. Readers, reality is that before becoming a Mother to my twin children, with these living Mothers of so many animals and birds I played the role of a care taker or Friend. Helping these Non- speaking chirping, barking, noisy Mothers gave me too much of interest in my life.

 

So today I remember those loving Mothers on this Mother’s day. Our Prime Minister’s April 2017’s “Mann Ki Baat” had the mentioning of these tiny sparrows. This brought to my memory my house’s Mother Sparrows and their young ones, the Mother Sparrows’ hardships in taking care of the young ones and my help, care and service towards the sparrow Mothers in taking care of their children. I convey my thanks to our P.M. Today  on this Mothers Day I Share my life’s so many Mothers who may not be human beings like us but they are also the sacrificial Mothers of this Universe with you all my dear readers.

By,

Ritu Iyer

Rajkot.

Women Winners !

Today is Women’s Day. Today in my Favourite English Daily I saw special happy news about Women Rickshaw Drivers of my town Rajkot. Really I feel very happy to hear this adventurous beginning our Rajkot and Saurashtra region’s women have taken in our male dominating society. I strongly feel that these kind of some unimaginable tasks are done by women nowadays and so women empowerment is not only in the women going to white collar jobs studying college education, the women empowerment is but also in obtaining the rare skills which have been till date fixed and labelled and allocated for only the male groups and getting jobs for their skills and talents in the fields of “Only Men Areas”.

Like Only Vimal (Brand Name), some skills and some adventures jobs are having the label, “Only Men Skills & Only Men Jobs”. But our Rajkot women Rickshaw drivers have really broken that barrier and wall which was standing between Men & Women even in the issue of obtaining skills and seeking jobs on the basis of talents and skill and have put their strong skillful foot in the challenging field. I convey this happy achievement of our Saurashtra Women to my supporting readers of our blog which is Talkative Tongue.

Happy Women’s Day to our TalkativeTongue readers.

I am very happy to share with you all Talkative Tongue readers our City Rajkot’s Women’s Day Happy News.

 

Ritu Iyer,

TalkativeTongue

Digital Devils !

If I again continue my article Terrific Tenants now then I am sure my Blog Talkative Tongue’s Supporting Welcoming readers would really get astonishment. They would exclaim “Now itself Terrific Tenants? What is going on in Ritu Iyer’s new home? Tenant’s disturbance or adamant occupation? My dear readers our tenants are very slowly progressing in their serious mission of sharing my residence with them. Now my son’s and my Daughter’s Digital Instruments are under their capture.

How? Let me tell. Throughout the day from morning 7 A.M to evening 6 P.M they continuously enter into our rooms via windows and directly go to the computers and Laptops and the Key board. In the beginning only one pigeon showed its courage in sitting over the computer screen, Key board, Laptop and the Engineering Mathematics Advanced Level Books which are like Treasure to all. Then second, then third, now a lot of pigeons are always sitting over the key Boards and the digital elements. What are my thoughts dear readers? Everything is going Digital.

The Tenants Sitting On Our PC and Books!

My Pigeons are also perhaps operating digital items for communication and sharing details. In the olden days as we see in films and stories, pigeons were the one and the only birds who were doing the job of messengers between people. They reached the letters from one Nation to Another Nation even.

Now in our Beloved Prime Minister Mr. Narendra Modi’s cash free India, Digital India everything is Digital. So my house’s non Rent giving but adamantly living with us pigeons are now sitting over the Computer Key Boards shows that now letter reaching can’t be done by today’s modern digital pigeons. So they have become Computerized Pigeons in our Computerized India. Will we ever get back our digital items free of our tenants loving legs and beaks? They make even strange  noises by sitting over our computers laptops and Engineering books.

My question to my readers is this: Are they i.e., are our Terrific Tenants blue Pigeons following our P.M’s dream slogan Digital India?

Please if you say “Yes” I would like to see it in your views.

By,

Ritu Iyer,

TalkativeTongue

Dad’s First Love !

First Love! Love is what makes you forget the world around you. You start living in a world where you see yourself spending happy times with your beloved. You wish that you get every other chance to make your Love more beautiful. You start loving your life. A different kind of Happiness captures you; your heart starts feeling a kind of fear and you start to have a different kind of feeling. You start staying happy for no reason.

Maybe my Dad too had similar kinds of feeling when he met his first Love. His First Love, His Subject, Mathematics‼!

Yes, the Subject Mathematics is his first love. This is the thing that he loves more than anything.

He married Mom, shifted to Gujarat. But, along with these two people came 20-30 books of Mathematics. These books have special place in Dad’s life. He can never get away from these books. His love and affection for Maths is so high that he wished that even we could impart the same love for Maths. Well, in my case I never made any justice to Mathematics. He Trains us for our Maths Exam. Whenever we had Maths exams in our School Days he used to sit with us for the whole day and used to teach us every other problem and asked us to solve in front of him. I don’t remember seeing him without a Maths book in his hand even on holidays. When the whole city would be busy gearing up for festivals and other important occasions Dad could be seen worrying about his mathematical Problems. His day begins with the thought of Maths. While bathing too he talks about Maths. In the morning he prepares for his lectures. He is a teacher and so everyday he rehearses his lectures, prepare notes and then talk about mathematics! While taking breakfast he shares his mathematical problem with my Brother and Mother, while mother busily serves him the breakfast. After breakfast Mathematics revolves around him more strongly in the Form of Department. Dad is very regular in his work. He never misses to go the office even a single day. He spends hours and hours there teaching students, analysing problems and surfing the Internet.

 

If given liberty, he won’t mind sitting in the Department the whole night surfing the Internet.

He forgets the world when he is with Maths. He comes home lately around 8:30 in the evening and then takes dinner and then after discussing a few mathematical issues with Mother he finally goes to sleep. Mom, much frustrated and irritated by his mathematical World feels happy when his Mathematical problem gets solved. She turns very happy whenever his Paper gets published in various Journals.

Such is Dad’s love for Mathematics. Actually it’s beyond my imagination to think that he would take rest after his Retirement from Service as a Teacher. He is so devoted towards his work that he can’t spend time doing nothing. Sitting idle is what kills him inside. Though I haven’t spent much time with him since he spends his whole time in Office, I really love whenever he stays at home on Sundays. But on Sundays too he would be busy with his Mathematics. He sometimes disappears from home on Sundays too. Even after so many years his love has not decreased but actually increased with passing time. I respect his Love and his Dedication towards his work. Mother always makes fun of his love for Mathematics but inside she loves his Dedication towards his work. His retirement has made no difference in his dedication and love towards his Subject. His dedication and Hard work is worth Appreciating.

PS : Dad, I don’t love your Love but I do Love You.

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TalkativeTongue

Terrific Tenants – Part II

My dear Talkative Tongue readers, you would have read my article Terrific Tenants Part-I. Now I am in front of you with my Part-II of that article.

Now I am in my house. The tenants who are the restless unrelenting but at the same time rentless cashless Pigeons, in the beginning they watched me and my activities by taking the place of visitors of my Balcony, my window, etc.etc. I started my life happily by keeping my windows open and enjoying the wind often. My house’s Tenants could not digest my happy life. First they occupied again my Balcony cupboards and disturbed the things which I was keeping in that Cupboard. In the Pretext of quarreling among themselves because they were nearly five to six in numbers they really rolled down the washing soaps, buckets, toothbrush keeping boxes etc.etc. I was also not ready to give up. I went on arranging the things and they went on collapsing everything.

Their Plea was this,” Dear Aunty, please let us start a new life in your Balcony. Please, we demand only your Balcony for our life Madam.”

I replied,” No, No My Dear Pigeon tenants. I have only a very very small house. I am badly in need of my Balcony’s two precious cupboards to keep our washing connected things. You please search for another place for your life.”

But at last one day I had To Consent. I removed the things of one section of the Cupboard and the rentless, cashless tenants changed their status from visitors to Guests. They began to enter the Balcony at sharp 8 o’clock Morning and spent the whole day till 6 PM in that place freely. Then they slowly entered into the sitting room which is my Son Civil Engineering Student’s and my Husband Mathematics Professor’s private room. In the afternoon so many pigeons began to enter into my son’s room and began to fly here and there. So many times they had hectic, serious quarrels among themselves.  They sat on my son’s books, computer and laptop and in the evenings they even began to threaten my son and disturb my son by flying here and there and collapsing the arrangements. My Son really got shocked on this adamant occupation of our tenants.

If he really kept the window closed to avoid them, they began to make louder noises in which they requested my son.” Dear Brother Please, let us sit for a while in your room. We won’t collapse your things brother.”

By entering into our Bedroom also in the number seven or eight they put a brake on the operation of the fan. The whole bedroom it’s cupboard all went into their total control. Now, we are in a pitiable condition in which we have to live in our house sharing our house in the daytime with our rentless tenants. Their warning is this,” Dear Owners if you are ready to allow us to share your house then only you can have a happy life keeping your windows and doors open and having wind and sunlight. If you are not ready to allow us in your house then you lead your life in closed doors and windows.”

Totally our small house’s 80% control is in the power of tenants and only 20% power is with us. For the name sake they are tenants but in reality they behave like owners because they have capacity to fly. As humans I can’t fly, I can only run here and there to chase them out of my house. So one of the reader of our Blog told me that they are Poor Birds restless and relentless!

I want to say, we are only poor human beings, who are restless but relenting. One thing is highly sure with pigeons they are highly unrelenting. You can tackle any bird but can’t tackle a pigeons. Pigeons always want to share the living places of human beings. They want to keep themselves in our category.

So now our not rent giving Terrific Tenants without my permission and with their threatening and loud noises and bitter sound quarrels have again challenged me with this warning, “ Aunty, if you feel highly uncomfortable and disturbed in tolerating us who are Terrific Tenants, you can shift your residence to some other new house. From 2005 to 2016, you left this house freely for us to live. This time also leave this house freely for us keeping the Kitchen window open like last time.”

So dear readers, do you have any ideas or advice for me who is now the powerless owner before the flying Tenants.

By,

Ritu Iyer

TalkativeTongue

Terrific Tenants…

Before a few days in my blog you would have seen my “From Heaven To Home!”. In that piece I really wrote that my own house is already under occupation but the tenants are living there freely without paying the rent to me. Rentless tenants. They are the blue pigeons and little sparrows. Till now from 2005 to 2016 October both these birds community are freely living in my house with their families and children but I was not given rent at all. Innumerable child births also had happened. Now this month I am going to shift my residence from my present residence to our own residence. So this week the house cleaning and the “ Welcome Ceremony” all were done with grand success. My rentless tenants were kept away from this function cautiously. Till the function ended, my tenants kept them in the sunshades and neighborhood building places and even in the windows of my house and were watching all the proceedings with care and concern and worry. Meetings also were convened in their groups. “What to do now? Owners of the house will throw us away from this house?” At last one blue pigeon entered into my sitting room courageously and began to fly here and there. The ceiling fan of that room was on and it was about to die getting crashed in that running ceiling fan. My kids saved its life by switching off the fan at the perfect needed time. My twin children’s’ timely and clever action saved its life. Then the blue pigeon our tenant began to fly inside the whole house indirectly telling me ,” Aunty, Please don’t ask us to go out of your house. We don’t have any comfortable place in this winter to live with our tiny tots. Please we also will stay in this house but we promise we won’t interfere in your life with our young one. We will also live in your this house but without noise or quarrels with you or with our family members. Please Aunty let us stay here. Please Aunty don’t throw us away”.

 I asked, “So you tried to commit suicide in our running ceiling fan to threaten and to compel me to accept your request.”

Blue Pigeon: “Sorry Aunty. Please forgive me. I could not find any other idea other than this suicide idea to convince you.”

I: “No, Blue Pigeons and Sparrows. See, these ten long years you were living in my house freely. I did not get any rent from you. Now I am badly in need of this house. I don’t have any other house for me except this own house. So you shift your family to neighbourhood buildings. I won’t allow you to stay in my tiny house. For my things themselves I don’t have enough place in this tiny house then how is it possible to keep tenants and their families in this house? Go away my friend.”

The Blue Pigeon again started to fly. It went into the kitchen and kept itself behind the water Syntex(Water Tank) which has been kept and fixed in the kitchen Attic. From that Syntex of the kitchen attic water connections also have been given to all the rooms and my house. The blue Pigeon sat comfortably behind the syntex. I and my son began war and efforts to take it away from that place. My daughter in her utter fear kept herself in the bedroom. She kept herself away from our mission of chasing the Rentless tenant away from our house. But all our efforts went in vain.

What happened at last? The blue Pigeon told me from its hiding place which is behind the big syntex :”Aunty, I see empty place here behind the syntex. You won’t keep anything here. We all can use this place as our residence. We will have safety and security here. We can lead a highly peaceful, secured life in this unused place of your house. Aunty  please allow us to stay in this unused area of your tiny house. “

You see readers This is my Personal experience. At last those clever highly intelligent, cunning Rentless tenants of my own house captured and occupied the secret, empty secured area which is behind the water syntex  and adamantly refused to leave my house. Now itself my house is under occupation of the tenants. The washing area is also under occupation of sparrows. So please my friends be careful of these non rent giving free tenants of our loving precious residences.
Mumbaiyaas (People Of Mumbai) only can live even in the attics. Rajkotians( People of Rajkot)  can’t live in the attic of a house. So my house is under the capture of Mumbaiyaas( Mumbai people type blue pigeons and tiny sparrows).
I am longing for Independence. Have any Ideas?

By,

Ritu Iyer,

TalkativeTongue

Cry Cry Clumsy : Part 2

Before a few days in this blog you all would have read my “Cry Cry Clumsy.” In That writing I talked about my daughter. This week my daughter proved this truth. How? We are in the residence shifting mission now a days. We had to shift one kerosene filled up Ashok Stove to our going to be residence. I gave the work of packing that stove in a box to my daughter thinking that she is an expert in packing. But alas what horrible scene I got to see my dear readers. My daughter did that work with such clumsiness that the atmosphere (peaceful)                                                                   

of the house got changed.Everywhere hue and cry, Bhagga-Bhaggi (Running here and there), Chillana- Cheeknaa( Shouting). In that work she took the help of her father and brother also. In packing a mere Stove three people were needed? I myself was highly busy in kitchen at that time. Here in the drawing room the Mission or Adventure of packing the kerosene filled up stove in its own box and tying it perfectly with a thread so that one could carry it was going on. What Happened at last? Everywhere clumsiness. As I told you in my previous writing I had to do double, triple work to finish the work. At the end of the day my thinking was this” If I had not given this stove packing work to my Computer Engineering Student Daughter, I would not have got two glasses of kerosene spilled up in the drawing room. I would not have got my writing- table smeared with kerosene; I would not have got my house in panic situation.”
I would not have to fall down seriously by getting slipped in that spilled kerosene of that floor and I would not have got waist pain and leg pain and would not have got the dry kerosene Stove box totally drenched in kerosene and would not have got compelled to finish the work or task with extra, double effort. So in my attempt of getting my daughter’s help I really increased my trouble. So please wary of clumsiness my readers.
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Ritu Iyer,
TalkativeTongue