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

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

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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)                                                                   clumsy3

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.
By,
Ritu Iyer,
TalkativeTongue

Cry Cry Clumsy

Clumsiness creates danger and Destruction in almost all the places. The clumsy atmosphere creates one kind of fear in the mind of the viewers. Where there is no skill or cleverness in accomplishing a deed or managing a situation, the clumsiness enters. But in some essential fields like Defence, Space and Nuclear the Clumsy way of handling the situation brings disaster, destruction and fatal mass accidents, loss and causalities. In my Life, I get terrific fear on seeing the people who never do the task with skill and instead they create clumsiness and irreparable damage in the task. Whenever I fall Ill my Kitchen’s management and cooking task come under my Twin Children and My Husband. The kitchen in their hands goes to such clumsy, ugly atmosphere, that surely it takes at least two days to see my original beautiful Kitchen.

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So we have to fear about those people who in their effort of helping us and reducing our burden, really takes the task to such a clumsy position that instead of help we have to do Double Triple work to get the Task in the right way. At those times our mind really thinks, if I had not taken the risk of getting those clumsy creator’s  help I would not have done the redoubled burden.

India’s Prime Minister Mr. Narendra Modi’s Slogan “Skill Development” really warns us about these clumsy creators. Mr. Modi asks all to select only highly skilful worker for the task so that clumsiness and the loss should be avoided and averted. Skill, talent, intelligence, perfection in doing the things, correctness in tasks are the needed things in today’s society.
Clumsiness is like a devil whereas skill is like a God.

Many times my lovingonly daughtercreates unknown kind of terror in my heart when she comes forward to help me to reduce my work loads burdens. But I am sure, my readers of this piece of writing, after sometime, you will see me doing severe hard work to correct the task which goes into unthinkable clumsy situation in her lovely little hands .

So please Wary of Clumsiness and Embrace Skill with Happiness.

By,
Ritu Iyer,
TalkativeTongue

Success Supplier Self Appraisal?

Self-Appraisal is purely self assessment. One should have strong idea about his or her positives and negatives. One should evaluate his or her capacity, talent and skill to do his or her best to the society. If in your self- appraisal you seem to be wrong in your ideas or tasks then even the appraisal of crores of people and powerful people can’t make your side as a correct one. So many times people do mistake in their self evaluation. They feel that they only are right and all the others are completely wrong. At these situations even the whole world with their efforts could not convince the person and make him accept the fact that he is wrong if he is really wrong. Self – appraisal takes a man out of the clutches of inferiority complex. When you yourself judge you and your positive nice points and behaviours, your enemies or evildoers can’t create inferiority complex in you by creating or talking false complaints of you. Here your self- appraisal has created strength and indomitable courage in you.
The man who has the proper evaluation, estimate and assessment of himself emerges as the undefeatable, successful human being in this world. The man who knows his power correctly and who judges his capacity perfectly never becomes the victim of flattery or false praises.

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When a man becomes a victim of flattery he really loses his original strength and power. Taking the false, artificial appraisals as the real we land ourselves in unending dangers thinking that we have the real power to accomplish that task. But there is nothing wrong in coming out of your comfort zone and try new things. But this should be done based on our own self evaluation.
What I am? What I can do? How much strong I am? Am I courageous? Am I intelligent? Am I hard task Master? Am I successful Mission director? How much I am Wrong? How much I am Right? Am I perfect or false? Like this so many questions one should ask in her or his mind and should do the self- appraisal. Self- appraisal is the real Appraisal.

In all the “Mann Ki Baat” Radio Programme our India’s Prime Minister Mr. Narendra Modigives much value and importance to this aspect self-appraisal. Our PM requests the citizens of India to do the self assessment of their hidden capabilities and undisclosed powers, talents and skills and ask them to utilize their powers for our country’s future.
Our PM always says that any human being cannot be  belittled or humiliated if he or she knows and judges his or her power by the self- appraisal. “Kud ko Pehchano” (Know Yourself) should be the Mool (main)  Mantra of our life.
I would like to remember the words of the American writer Mr. Ralph Waldo Emerson in his great Essay Self- Reliance.

Self- Reliance is none other than self – appraisal. Self – Reliance and self – appraisal are no doubt one and the same. First do self- appraisal and then turn it into self – reliance.
“To believe your own thought, to believe that what is true for you in your private heart is true for all men – that is Genius.”

“A man should learn to detect and watch that gleam of light which flashes across his mind from within, more than the lustre of the firmament of bards and sages.”

By,
Ritu Iyer,
TalkativeTongue

From Heaven To Home!

Shifting the residence is really a serious task in each and every human being’s Life. From a solitary, lonely private and noiseless, silent area and house locality I am going to live in a highly crowded always noisy, traffic filled up and public area where my house itself will not enjoy the privacy. From No visitors, No disturbance house I am going to start a life in always visitors, 24 hours disturbance small house. My mind can’t avoid the comparison between the present residence and the future residence. I feel unknown pain in my belly whenever I think and feel that, only up to October 31 I can be in the present heaven. My present heaven is a sprawling bungalow with a vast garden at four sides. It is undoubtedly a three bedroom vast mansion with plenty of water, plants, vast beautiful balconies and a beautiful big lonely terrace, in comparison with my present heaven I can say courageously that my future abode is like a hell and a hut in the area. The present heaven is a Government owned Government Mansion. The future residence is a hell and a small hut of one bedroom flat and it is my own flat and my own house. So from Government mansion I am shifting my living to my own hut. Plenty of Problems, plenty of noises and plenty of difficulties are waiting eagerly for me there.

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Now the packing of things work is going on but with unhappiness and sadness in my heart. Some panic feeling arises in my heart on my thinking of my life at that one bedroom flat of my own.
Am I really alone in my lovely mansion? To speak frankly I have a lot of friends here. But my friends can’t speak or laugh. Yes my garden’s innumerable trees and plants and the singing, flying and chirping happy birds are my own friends. I really feel sadness in my heart when I think of leaving my flying friends and huge green trees in this place itself. Can our friends come to our new home which is a hut? Now my little hut is under occupation for 10 long years.  Without giving any rent some families have kept my own house as their own residence and are living there happily. Blue Pigeons are the tenants of my home and after my entry into that home we both will share that small abode. When we are leaving this birds filled trees filled Government mansion after my husband’s retirement from this Job and are entering into our new house forever, I remember the Poem,
The Woodcutter’s Night Song” of J. CLARE.
” Welcome, red and roundy sun,
Dropping lowly in the west;
Now my hard day’s work is done,
I’m as happy as the best.
Joyful are the thoughts of home,
Now I’m ready for my chair,
So, till morrow-morning’s come,
Bill and Mittens, lie ye there!
Though to leave your pretty song,
Little birds, it gives me pain,
Yet to-morrow is not long,
Then I’m with you all again.



Joyful are the thoughts of home,
Now I’m ready for my chair,
So, till morrow-morning’s come,
Bill and Mittens, lie ye there!”

Whatever it may be whether the home is hell or heaven, entering into our home after finishing or accomplishing our hard task is really a treasure of happiness and peace. I am highly grateful to God for awarding me this peace , rest and plenty of happiness in my own house which I am going to occupy soon.
Here I remember one more poem which is of R.L. Stevenson.
The poet’s feeling is my real feeling now.
“ Wealth I ask not, Hope nor Love,
Not a friend to know me,
All I ask ,the heaven above,
And the Road below me.”

I am happily and hopefully waiting for the D-Day i.e. the Shifting Day.

Ritu Iyer,
TalkativeTongue