tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-298396492012-01-31T10:48:56.778+11:00What's the message?drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.comBlogger1021100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-24664789574601029122011-08-04T11:49:00.004+10:002011-08-04T12:04:45.434+10:00

I thought this is a fantastic piece of art by our almost 16 month old. It's the first time ever she is being exposed to paints. Of course she didn't think twice to get her hands dirty, but what amazed me was that she knew exactly what to do with her all new green palms!Maybe she remembered those times Dinesh & I were struggling to get her hand prints when she was just a few days old :).

Kvitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693962125494185909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-37016744287119099242011-07-29T22:14:00.001+10:002011-07-29T22:14:19.789+10:00

Royal Arcade, a photo by drudra23 on Flickr.After lunch today, I decided to try sketching one of the buildings on Bourke Street... the Royal Arcade..I thought it would be good to try sketching it using single lines like I've seen some of the other urban sketchers do.... Just single lines to draw the whole thing.... Usually, I do rough sketches with many lines for each part of the drawing... So a

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-53255883014954778842011-07-22T18:02:00.000+10:002011-07-22T18:02:38.990+10:00

There's a small lane just outside my office. It's a bit of an interesting lane. No matter what time of the day you walk through it... you'll find a couple of people with their cameras out... taking photos of the walls that pave this little lane. Every inch of wall along the street is covered with awesome graffiti art like this one. Love it. What an inspiring place to work.

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0Melbourne VIC, Australia-37.81603182507412 144.96908365717775-38.21646882507412 144.28395965717775 -37.41559482507412 145.65420765717775tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-62900456215744240552011-07-17T12:25:00.000+10:002011-07-17T12:25:16.363+10:00

That would be me... Well.. Lil d and I went for a short trip to Coles yesterday morning to get some bread and milk for breakfast.... As she danced to the store music while being pushed around in her sporty red Coles shopping trolley, she noticed those golden beauties on the aisle next to her. "nannaaanaa... NAANAANAAA" She was sure of what she wanted, and what she wanted were those green

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-64516129642807374952011-07-13T19:42:00.001+10:002011-07-17T21:47:19.065+10:00

Ok here's the deal. I'm trying a few things to help me become a better writer. I find that I spend too much time thinking about how to write rather than what to write. So... I've decided that every morning on the way to work... If I have a seat on the train, I'll write a blog post. Drats..I'm already near Camberwell...which means I've only got about 10 mins to go. Anyway today's post is going

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-73798407392825417382011-06-27T22:20:00.004+10:002011-06-28T21:07:54.237+10:00

Finding an Australian who doesn't know how to swim is like ..... finding a mamak stall guy who doesn't know how to make teh tarik! They all know how to do it... and do it well! It's part of the school syllabus even. I wish it was part of my school syllabus when I was growing up in Malaysia. Imagine how fun that would have been! I think it's fantastic, because you never know when 'knowing how to

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-27562498339599727572011-06-22T17:22:00.019+10:002011-06-27T21:36:59.964+10:00

I've been advised to carry new toys that she has never seen before when travelling, so that my lil' one would take liking to it and hopefully will be so engrossed that she'll forget the world around her for a while. A couple of weekends ago we attended my cousin's wedding, and I had done everything possible to pack along some interesting new toys for Lil'D. Hoping that it can keep her occupied,

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Just as Lil'D was about to turn one we celebrated the good news that Vj (Dinesh's brother) will soon be tying the knot. It was a long awaited family moment :) and we are all trilled that he is marrying Gowri, a wonderful, fun & loving girl who charmed Vj's whole family the moment we met her.Photo courtesy of Anthony Ket Photography With half the family in Melbourne and another half in Malaysia,

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A couple of weeks back, I ran out of activity ideas for Lil'D and to make things tough she wasn't in the mood to play with any of her toys! Thank goodness I spotted Dinesh's art satchel lying around in the living room (type of thing that usually gets me irritated, but this time around it was a blessing!). I found some coloured pens that delighted Lil'D, but I couldn't find any paper in the bag.

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Confession. Neither Kv nor I can really swim.  Sure we can get from point A to point B in the water.... but not without much shuffling of feet and thrashing of arms! Plus, for me... I always have to make sure that I avoid the deep end, and even then - stay close to the edge just in case I get in trouble! Now, as you know, we live in Melbourne, Australia. Over here, knowing how to swim, is like

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-60635725855815922772011-02-19T14:03:00.000+11:002011-02-19T14:03:28.556+11:00

Lil'D woke up this morning, and wanted to send her Thatha a very special message! h Also a very special birthday message for Aunty Sumi!Happy Birthday, Aunty Sumi...Can't wait to see you tomorrow! Just don't bring your old phone with you tho! ;)

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Why does it seem like all the interesting things only happen when you take a break from blogging?! Good news is ... I got a new job! :) Which is why we were quiet for a couple of weeks (busy finishing projects and other bits and pieces before I start at the new place). On top of all that, we had quite a few interesting events take place during our hiatus from the writepath! Our 5th wedding

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-86375516537971172082011-01-28T00:42:00.004+11:002011-01-28T00:49:09.835+11:00

Time sure does fly....In a few weeks time, it'll be my birthday again. Recently, I stumbled across what Dinesh made for me last year... it was a poem he wrote...and then he 'webified' and 'videofied' it... I think he was experimenting with video+poetry at that point in time. This is what it looked like.:)I wonder what this year's pressie is going to be.... (hint hint*). Can't wait!

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This week's big idea: See the world through the eyes of a baby (or your baby).

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Ok, I admit it... I never knew that Ponggal was such an important festival. When we were growing up, we knew it as the day we prayed and ate Ponggal(sweet rice pudding) and Kacang (boiled, salted chickpeas). Only started realising after getting married to Kv, that there's much more to this festival than just the good food. :) There's actually a lot of traditions around the festival as well...

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-36653760141098366302011-01-13T16:20:00.002+11:002011-01-13T20:51:14.527+11:00

Here's a sketch of what's sitting on Kv's breastfeeding chair in our bedroom at the moment Before Lil'D was born - I think Kv was about 3 to 4 months pregnant at the time... Uncle Ayavoo (who is like a spiritual father to both of us), advised us to start reading stories and episodes from good books to her everyday. Stories about Gods and Goddesses and tales of saints and good people from all

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-77832386870444904152011-01-10T21:56:00.004+11:002011-01-12T12:21:19.196+11:00

 I never even knew that there was such a thing as a Birth Plan....until one day when I was sitting in my Chiropractor's waiting room - I picked up this book called Birth Right by Susan Ross. One of the sections in the book talked about having a birth plan so that you and your spouse can ensure that the hospital/midwives/doctors know what you want your birthing experience to be like. I thought..

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-15788924294489712472011-01-09T11:48:00.001+11:002011-02-12T22:39:00.918+11:00

A quick sketch I did before going out for dinner on our second night in Canberra. Urban sketcher's stuff[Indian ink + watercolour]

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-77220589395722524762011-01-09T11:44:00.000+11:002011-01-09T11:44:39.733+11:00

Just got back from a short two day trip down to Canberra with my Dad... we went to get Lil'D's birth registration done. Yes... it's been nine months since she was born - but thankfully we have a year to get this done. It's not so convenient anyway, cause we have to travel to Canberra to do it (No consulate in Melbourne!) We've heard many horror stories about getting anything done at the

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-40417463427044972072011-01-04T20:13:00.000+11:002011-01-04T20:13:14.309+11:00

I have been wanting to make veggie burger patties for the longest time. Buying the ones from the store is fine.. but very few of the veggie ones taste really good. And most of the ones that taste very good are either loaded with artificial flavouring, or has ingredients that taste good but aren't really that good for your gut. You can tell when the ingredients listing has more numbers than words.

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-43854162435006364062011-01-03T22:47:00.001+11:002011-01-03T22:53:46.072+11:00

A few days ago, I learnt that there were only about 7 different basic pen&ink sketching techniques. Won't go through them now, but if you're interested you can read more about them here. I like all of them - but my favourite seems to be 'Crosshatching'. I like to think of crosshatching as slicing a pizza with your pen. You know how you slice your pizza in four different directions right?

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-74192731451897404872011-01-01T20:32:00.004+11:002011-01-01T21:49:58.726+11:00

First, she woke up her parents and reminded them that they needed to get out of bed and get ready for the temple. It was a 40 minute drive to the Shiva Vishnu temple at Carrum Downs, so she had to make sure her parents were up by 6:45am. The temple wasn't so packed when they arrived. Lil'D watched everything quietly. The bhajan singers were singing some familiar tunes, the priests were chanting

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-16663505037927271742011-01-01T19:19:00.001+11:002011-01-02T10:07:10.094+11:00

Today's the first day of 2011. So I googled for 'new beginnings'... somehow thinking that I would find an image of two hands holding a seedling. Sure enough there were at least three different versions of the same image in the results. I guess this is sort of a universally accepted symbol of new beginnings... I wanted to try out something new I learnt last night - parallel line sketching - to

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-16462769924196484402010-12-30T10:55:00.002+11:002010-12-30T20:58:13.755+11:00

Sometimes, you find something that's right for you. Some way of life, or some new habit or practice.... you feel it's good for you, you know it's good for you... and so you go ahead and embrace it into your life, and it becomes your new way of living. Now, there's an old you, and a new you. Soon, people who used to know the old you start finding the new you weird. And new people who meet you

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-31074215133830443512010-12-29T19:57:00.002+11:002010-12-30T11:45:28.214+11:00

In our family the months of February and April are filled with birthdays. The year is almost coming to an end and we are just 2 months away from becoming another year wiser :). The slideshow above are shots we took during our little picnic birthday bash at Fairfield park in February. Despite me being quite heavily pregnant at the time (32 weeks!), you guys didn't stop me from rowing the boat (

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I've always done new year resolutions... since I was a kid. Don't think I ever stuck to all of them, but I've definitely made good on a couple at least! Something about writing down how I want to improve myself in the new year inspires me. It's like taking something from ether (my hopes and dreams) and transforming it into solid reality (putting them down on paper). Putting anything down in

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-112093915502314852010-12-27T22:56:00.001+11:002010-12-27T23:05:02.796+11:00

We exchanged gifts at my sister's place on Christmas Day. Sort of a new tradition for us that began last year? This was our second Christmas in Melbourne, and the first Christmas ever for Lil'D. Below is the sketch of Lil'D we did as a gift for mum and dad. 

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-25238363187281446662010-12-23T12:06:00.005+11:002011-01-24T20:51:36.844+11:00

This year is a year of firsts for Lil'D! Including first Christmas... and New Year! I know my mum and dad used to place gifts for us into our 'stockings' in the middle of the night on Christmas eve. Of course, growing up in Malaysia in early 80s... there were no such thing as Christmas stockings... so we tied plastic bags to the end of our bed... and imagined they were our stockings! :) Well....

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-86760747137718154802010-12-15T22:24:00.001+11:002010-12-15T22:28:22.500+11:00

I've heard so many versions of this wonderful story, but this one will be the one that I will always remember. My favourites are the littlelest wise king, and the Star of Bethlehem! Merry Christmas everyone! Enjoy!

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-91774669698482528972010-12-15T21:59:00.003+11:002010-12-15T22:35:30.980+11:00

Kv shot this video of Lil'D a few weeks ago, trying to pick up small baked zucchini cubes from her food tray. (In case you're wondering - yes, she did manage to start picking up her food herself very shortly after this video!) Gosh! This is the sort of level of focus and concentration I need to have at work!  Put your heart, mind, intellect and soul even to your smallest acts. This is the secret

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-13905102195335923502010-12-14T13:41:00.002+11:002010-12-14T16:25:59.878+11:00

Found this awesome sketch tool online. odosketch.... Was just playing around with it during my break and came up with these few sketches... still trying to get used to using my old tablet! Click here to see a larger version of this. The best things in life Click here to see a larger version of this Ganesha

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-35548382596947371472010-12-13T23:53:00.003+11:002010-12-13T23:57:29.538+11:00

Watch this video. I don't know if you're a fan of Michael. Well, it doesn't matter if you are or not... just watch it. The first thing that came to mind when I watched it was ... How different would my day be if I took that sort of energy with me to my work tomorrow? That buzz. That vibe. That ....passion. What if I IMMERSED myself entirely in my work, giving it all that I've got, making it the

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-18045923102870465122010-12-12T15:44:00.001+11:002010-12-12T15:45:57.555+11:00

I work from home nowadays - in the guest room/study....the corner office, so to speak! I can't complain... the view is great for those moments when I need to just remove my face from my laptop screen, space out and give my psyche a breather. Here's a sketch of what it looks like from where I sit.

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-79346721910670719902010-12-11T22:08:00.005+11:002010-12-23T12:58:46.969+11:00

Up till recently, the only 'Dirty Dozen' I knew of was the TV show back in the 80s. Now, I've become acquainted with a different kind of 'Dirty Dozen'... 12 fruits and vegies that you should stay away from, unless you're buying organic. Apparently... if you eat 5 fruits and vegies from the dirty dozen list, you're ingesting into your body at least 10 different types of pesticides - the kind that

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-11191713269760243662010-12-10T01:03:00.002+11:002010-12-12T00:13:38.397+11:00

First, you'll notice that our blog looks a little different today. I decided that it's time for a face-lift... this current look is more in sync with the title of our blog (the write path), and our theme of enjoying the messages we come across in life's journey! I especially like the blue sky with streaks of sirrus clouds in the background. The other change is related to my sketches... a friend

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-70256506942595917032010-12-09T13:15:00.000+11:002010-12-09T13:15:16.612+11:00

Dear God, Thank you for blessing us with your presence in the form of clean, drinking water - always so readily available to us. So much so, that we sometimes forget how precious you truly are. Grant us the wisdom to use this gift sparingly and the intelligence to never waste a single drop. Dinesh Washing our hands with clean water

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-47227857528669594362010-12-08T23:54:00.001+11:002010-12-12T00:15:12.633+11:00

Sandals need rest too An unplanned trip to the Royal Botanic Gardens on Sunday after having lunch with Priya and Gopal (thanks for the belanja, guys!). Didn't bring my sketch stuff with me, so Kavi suggested that I buy a one dollar notepad from the souvenir shop... in return for her great idea - I sketched her sandals.

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-65595304317361057632010-12-07T23:02:00.007+11:002011-01-01T20:38:14.137+11:00

Lil' D turned 8 months old yesterday.... Wow. Where did all those months fly off to? I love to watch how inquisitive she has become. How she wants to know exactly what you (or anyone else in the room) is doing at any one time.... How she watches you to see what your expression is... and then watches to see if your expression changes when she does something out of the ordinary! I love to watch her

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-21318976951802021772010-12-04T11:23:00.002+11:002010-12-04T13:22:02.594+11:00

This one is entitled [facebook status update] cos its based on a status update I made on FB recently. It's actually about me forgetting who I truly am. Like the great warrior Arjuna forgetting who he truly was in the epic Mahabaratha... a lot of times  I forget that I am not who I think I am most of the time - and that's why I end up deep within the clutches of  worry and fear. So the corollary

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-48387144508472853252010-12-04T11:07:00.005+11:002011-01-24T20:52:46.166+11:00

Kv has always been encouraging me to do more with my sketching and my doodling... so I thought since we got ourselves a scanner recently - why not publish a few pages from my sketchbook? If I were to wait till I was really good at sketching, I may never publish a single thing!! So I've decided to take the plunge, and share my sketches online... the first one is entitled Vishnu's feet.We were out

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-9237331160792089872010-10-06T19:42:00.004+11:002011-01-24T20:53:11.001+11:00

Today our baby turns 6 months. What a special time it is for us, because tonight she will be taking her first flight and tomorrow for the very first time she will be meeting many of our family members in Malaysia. And the icing on the cake is: we will all also be heading to Sai Baba's ashram for Lil'D's first darshan of Swami (at least in this lifetime)! Given that she is only 6 months it is

Kvitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693962125494185909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-49144902629633214702010-09-09T21:12:00.006+10:002011-01-02T11:11:05.847+11:00

Big D and Lil' D were at the Royal Botanic Gardens today, waiting under a shady gum tree for Amma to come back from the restroom. As they were enjoying the peaceful sounds of the garden, they suddenly heard the laugh of a very merry Kookaburra just above them and it reminded Big D of a song he had learnt when he was 3 or 4 years old.  Lil' D looks startled by the sudden cackle of laughter made

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-71201812172702077362010-09-08T09:13:00.004+10:002011-01-02T11:17:20.074+11:00

lIt's a little earlier than normal... but it looks like spring is beginning to make an early visit this year! I love spring. What better way for nature to teach us that we are all divine buds waiting to bloom. Kv and I try to make it a point to bring Lil'D out to nature at least once a week. Sometimes it's a walk in the park, sometimes it's just a stroll down the path in front of our home...

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-74865854598866026902010-09-06T22:35:00.000+10:002010-09-06T22:35:14.281+10:00

Do you know anyone who can get angry or upset with a baby? There's just no way. One look at that cute little smile, and those sparkling eyes - and your heart just melts. What is it about babies? What is it about them that make you automatically forget your worries, and feel like bursting out in a song? What is about them that makes your heart tickle? Wayne Dyer once wrote... Spend some time

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-44084807136581495012010-09-04T23:07:00.007+10:002011-01-24T20:53:24.584+11:00

While in most parts of the world Father's Day is celebrated in June, in Australia it's celebrated on the first Sunday of September. It's a very special time for us, as Lil'D gets to wish her APPA her very first "Happy FATHER'S DAY!" We love you Dinesh Rudra!

Kvitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693962125494185909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-74241474842576851142010-09-02T12:40:00.014+10:002010-09-02T12:58:38.734+10:00

The law of attraction is a pretty scary thing. It's great if you attract the right things and use those things appropriately. But when I think back - I can list a hundred things I attracted but never made use of. I don't know what the karmic effect is for that, but I can only imagine it's not good. Here are just a few things I can think of off the top of my head... A few of the many things

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Ok, so for the longest time - I knew "theoretically" that it was wrong to speak bad about others - especially behind their back. It's just not the right thing to do. And to some extent knowing that it wasn't the right thing to do, stopped me from doing it. Yet, there have also been plenty of times - that I ignored this totally. How come? I mean.. if you know that something isn't right, shouldn't

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I have always enjoyed the moments my sisters and I get to listen to stories from my mother. My favourites are always the ones about my granddad's adventures in his life and his encounters with the Japanese soldiers during World War II. It's better than any book that my mother could have ever read to us. It's now my turn to show the magic of stories to my lil' one :) Most of the parenting books

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Recently, my mom celebrated her 71st birthday. It's really tough being so far away from them. It's like you want to share all the best moments with them, but distance is always in the way. Even though the internet and the likes of Skype has made things immeasurably better, it's still just not the same as being right there in the flesh with the people you love. To make up for the lack of physical

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Since she's a water baby, it's no wonder Lil'D is so comfortable when taking baths! Here's a quick video of Lil'D and some new friends in the tub (Thanks for the bath tub and tub chair, mum and dad! She loves 'em!)

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I loved receiving letters in the mailbox when I was a kid. It was very 'adult'like - I felt, to have something addressed directly to you come in the mail. Last week, we received something in our mailbox addressed to Lil'D. Her very first mail - and that too - not your ordinary postal service.... it arrived with our 'regular' FedEx man (who Punie made friends with when she was here for a visit in

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My Bed My Bed that was onceNOT a place for working,My Bed that was onceNOT a place for talking, My Bed that was onceNOT a place for discussions,My Bed that was onceNOT a place for eating,My Bed that was onceNOT a place for singing,My Bed that was onceNOT a place for music,My Bed that was onceNOT a place for noise,My Bed that was onceNOT a place anybody would bother waking me,My Bed that was

Kvitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693962125494185909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-66753249123689460682010-05-31T17:03:00.001+10:002011-01-02T11:03:21.713+11:00

Tomorrow it will be eight weeks since Lil'D arrived in our arms! In our earlier post, I mentioned our wonderful midwife - Robyn Fitzgerald who really took care of Kv throughout the whole birthing experience. It would have been totally different if someone else had been on duty that night, but I guess it was all meant to be like this. Sometimes, just saying thank you isn't enough..so we

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Lil'D has two cousins, Jayan and Vishnu, and she's crazy about them - and they adore her too! Just a few days ago, they came over to visit, and she was just so excited, telling them all sorts of stories (in her own linguistic format, of course)! About a week or so after Lil'D was born, it was Jayan's tenth birthday... and he invited us all over to his house for a little cosy birthday gathering.

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Sometimes we get upset with how people behave, or how people treat us. We say things like ... why can't he be more ... or why didn't she just .... I know I've been having a tough time at work recently - interpersonal relationshipwise. But it's good to take a step back and reflect. This attribute that I don't like in this other person - could it be in me? Could it just be a reflection of myself

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-79328807932254267552010-05-18T17:53:00.003+10:002010-05-30T17:20:11.279+10:00

I love creativity and anything that inspires it. That's why I really loved Avatar the movie, when it came out last year. I know this post is a bit delayed considering the movie was released in Dec 09, and now it's already halfway through 2010. But the thing is, I'm still seeing bloggers out there dissing the movie and even some of my friends on Facebook commenting about how Avatar wasn't all that

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-9278540976148103242010-05-17T22:43:00.002+10:002011-01-02T11:15:31.476+11:00

I'm trying to figure out my anger... Here are four reasons why I get upset... 1. I am misunderstood 2. My actions are misinterpreted 3. Decisions are announced or made without my involvement 4. Tasks that I am supposed to do originally, are done by others before I have a chance to do them These are the things that get me angry, so I should avoid these things, yes? No. I don't think

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I have had always been curious about knowing my past life. Being so inclined into Yoga and spirituality, I always thought I must have been a Yogi in my past life, meditating on the beautiful Himalayan hill tops. Or perhaps a princess/prince from ancient India who had the chance to learn the secrets of Vedanta (Vedic scriptures on creation) :) What I found when I attended my first Past Life

Kvitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693962125494185909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-5294281348866788602010-04-25T10:12:00.007+10:002011-01-02T11:04:45.281+11:00

What you hear in this clip is a Maha Mantra for Rama and Krishna - incarnations of Lord Vishnu. In this clip, she's listening to it sung over Radio Sai - but normally we would just hum or sing this to her gently to soothe her when she's not settled. Intent Listening from Dinesh Rudra on Vimeo. The interesting thing is - the rhythm and timing of the bhajan makes it sound very much like a

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Are you a Gripe Water fan? It's supposed to taste nice and sweet, and apparently in most Malaysian Indian families....mothers and elder siblings know what it tastes like because after baby is fed a spoon, the elder siblings and the mother also take a swipe - just cos it tastes so good. Now I'm the youngest in my family, and I never had younger cousins living with us... so I still don't know what

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Babies cry. But that's how they communicate. That's their language for now. How else are they going to tell us that we need to change their nappies, feed them, help them burp or give them some space? The difficult bit - is understanding what each cry means. I guess if you listen carefully, and if you listen to the different cries enough you'll start to get an idea of what baby wants you to know

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-75781204307214127282010-04-18T08:51:00.001+10:002010-04-18T08:52:34.633+10:00

Going through my personal archives I found a poem I wrote when applying for a web job some years back. To get invited for an interview, the company actually wanted applicants to post a video on YouTube expressing your interest in the web and also what your aspirations were in the web world. I didn't have the time to do a video, so I wrote a poem instead. Well, it worked - I got my foot in the

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-16109070253354517172010-04-15T22:07:00.005+10:002011-01-02T11:15:31.477+11:00

Not so long ago, I wrote the first ten questions of an interview with myself... here's the following ten questions. 11. Who’s Your Most Dangerous Enemy? Peanut butter and chocolate sandwiches.... The more I go to the gym, the more I eat em, the more my bulging tummy seems to want to stay put. Hence... my most dangerous enemy? Peanut butter and chocolate sandwiches. No doubt about it. 12. Where

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-33111857076849400952010-04-13T10:52:00.005+10:002011-01-02T11:06:09.692+11:00

Apparently, according to Ayurvedic tradition ... giving a baby a daily massage, is the best way to build it's immunisation. Well, immunisation building or not - this baby is all for it. .

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Just two days before Baby Lil'D arrived... we all hopped in the car and drove down to the open range zoo at Werribee. I'm not a big fan of zoos because I hate seeing animals couped up in small spaces, being treated like exhibits. But this zoo was a little different because the animals were not in cages or small enclosures. They were out in the open and left to do their own thing. Of course,

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-81559217625812329882010-04-11T20:32:00.005+10:002011-01-02T11:15:31.478+11:00

Nothing I have ever done in my life, could have prepared me for that moment when I saw Kavi lift baby up from the water. I have never seen anything more beautiful - ever. If I had my head screwed on right, I would have remembered to bring our camera into the water birthing room and I could then post photos of that amazing moment here ...but on second thought - it's a good thing that I didn't. If

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I found this on a blog written by someone else with the same initials as mine - Dragos Roua. It's 34 questions to ask yourself to get to know yourself better. Here are my answers to the first ten! 1. What Do You Do For A Living? I help people communicate better, by making better use of the tools that are available to them. At least, that's what I think I do for a living! 2. Who Do You Love?

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ॐ  Why are you so troubled? Let Me take care of all your concerns. I will look after them. I take charge only when you become capable of surrendering completely to ME. It is precisely for this that I am waiting. When you surrender to Me fully, you will no longer have to worry about anything. Let go of all fear, all distress. You reveal that you do not trust Me; entrust yourselves completely.

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-71749248603751256892010-03-20T10:11:00.000+11:002010-03-20T10:11:22.719+11:00

I used to wonder what it would be like to work in a hospital. With the buzz and excitement that goes on in those TV programmes like ER, Chicago Hope, Grey's Anatomy.... well not quite Grey's Anatomy.... Grey's Anatomy is more like a soap opera featuring the love lifes of the doctors more than anything else... but you know what I mean.  There's something about working in a hospital that makes

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-77691710605872583582010-03-16T11:19:00.006+11:002010-03-16T11:53:04.306+11:00

To all those celebrating, Happy Ugadhi from the both of us!True Ugadi (New Year's Day) is the day when man gives up bad qualities, fills his heart with love and takes to the path of sacrifice. Do not limit the celebration of Ugadi to merely putting on new clothes and partaking of delicious items. Today you may wear a new shirt, but how long will it remain new? Tomorrow it becomes old. Today's

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I think the average adult spends too much time writing serious stuff. Whether it's a letter of complaint, a request for a raise, cover letters, letters of reference, applications, project proposals, timesheets, executive summaries, yadda yadda yadda... the list goes on and on. The truth is, most of the time - most of what we write now won't matter 10 years from now.Most of the time, what we

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Always remember to wear your good briefs or at least a proper pair of boxers when you visit a physiotherapist. Cos you never know when they'll ask you to strip down to your undies. That's what happened to me this morning. Boy was it embarrasing. I didn't even think twice after my shower this morning, just grabbed the first pair of briefs I could get from my closet. Turns out it was the really

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Yesterday I came across a youtube video of a chant for Hanuman. This was one of the chants that they would recite every Saturday night, when we were at Rishikesh two years ago. We loved listening to the Swamijis chant this particular chant, because the energy you would feel while they were doing it and after, was amazing and beyond any words of description. According to wikipedia, Each of the

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Tomorrow is my last day at work. At work at my current workplace, I mean. So whilst hunting for a new role elsewhere, I happened to come across an interesting book in the library that has come in very handy as I prepare myself for my next job. The book is titled Finding Your Perfect Work written by Paul and Sarah Edwards (a couple who have been helping people find their perfect work for over 20

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I know God loves me and He's been quite clear about it!Why else would He have brought me into this world to live with and be brought up by such wonderful parentswedded me to such a beautiful, loving, kind-hearted soul?given me all that I needed from the day I was born?make me cross paths with so many wonderful souls?introduced me to Him in his physical, worldly form?given me the chance to serve

drudrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15551269348580463726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-49569382422697952672010-01-22T15:36:00.009+11:002010-02-09T09:52:19.602+11:00

Step 1: migrate to a new country.Step 2: get a recommendation on "something" you must try in your new country.Step 3: get yourself invited for a potluckStep 4: walk into a local supermarket, bump into that "something".Step 5: bring it over for your potluck thinking everybody is gonna love it.Well, I brought the highly recommended pavlova for my team's morning tea meeting last month and nobody

Kvitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693962125494185909noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-46687618956173056952010-01-13T14:10:00.009+11:002011-01-02T11:13:17.846+11:00

Yes its been that long since I last posted on this blog!Why the long absence I wonder?! "I've been busy" and "no time" can't be the real reasons behind this. As I prompt myself further, I have simply come to understand that I had abandoned this channel because I had found a few other ways to creatively express myself other than in writing.2009 opened a whole lot of new possibilities for Dinesh &

Kvitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693962125494185909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-4184579669683026652008-12-05T23:36:00.002+11:002010-03-13T08:40:06.064+11:00

One may ask, "What's so special about the Ganga?".  Isn't it like any other river in the world? I wouldn't have known the answer to that, if I hadn't visited the Ganges river myself.Like almost all our other trips, this trip to Rishikesh was something that cropped up at the last hour. We bought the air tickets with no clue whatsoever about this town called Rishikesh. The thought of Google search

Kvitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693962125494185909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-28127761096229710712008-11-15T00:17:00.010+11:002010-03-13T08:41:52.368+11:00

First thing one would notice upon stepping foot at Divine Life Society Ashram at Rishikesh, is that every one, from the receptionist to the chef is a Swamiji. Aren't Swamiji suppose to only be teachers? Aren't they suppose to be giving lectures and discourses on the Bagavad Gita, Vedas or the Patanjali's Yoga Sutras? Seems not!Swamiji consist of two words:"Swami" which mean the title for everyone

Kvitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693962125494185909noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-8874825619290443462008-11-13T20:06:00.006+11:002008-11-13T22:30:43.375+11:00

When 3 foreign language speaking, Indian looking people walked into Santosh's shop at Rishikesh, he curiously asked, "Where are you from?".When they answered Malaysia, he says, "Aahh, Truly Asia". The Malaysians had the same conversation with 4 other shopkeepers, 2 while at Rishikesh, 1 at Puttaparthi, Andra Pradesh and 1 at Bangalore. The Malaysians understood that "Visit Malaysia" promotion

Kvitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693962125494185909noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-50806984050771555232008-09-09T16:42:00.005+10:002008-09-09T19:33:43.992+10:00

Ever wished to meet or know someone with a certain qualities? The thought never really crossed my mind till yesterday. Usually I will just be floating away with desire to meet the greatest yogi on earth, and that's all it is - a desire! (We all know its equivalent to asking to meet god, when in fact god presents himself to you in subtle forms everyday!)Yesterday, during one of my yoga classes, a

Kvitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693962125494185909noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-32441842424905438332008-08-22T19:44:00.014+10:002010-03-13T08:42:29.953+11:00

One common question I always get from family and friends is, "Don't you ever get bored teaching the same thing over and over again?".  I never once thought I would be a teacher of any kind! But the thing with Yoga is that every class is a different experience, it never once felt the same to me. It has its own joy, its own energy, it throws me exciting challenges, and more than what it brings me,

Kvitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693962125494185909noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-53242297485428414662008-07-22T22:59:00.007+10:002008-12-12T00:17:56.790+11:00

digg_url = 'http://writepath.blogspotI was chatting with a friend on facebook recently, and she was telling me stories about her life - and it seemed to me that she was living out of a movie script. Not a love story, not a comedy - it was more like a "whatever-can-go-wrong-is-going-wrong" kind of movie.Anyway, my advice to her was to start writing down a "THINGS I NEED TO DO TO GET MY LIFE BACK

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My husband and I have been busy shifting houses in the past couple of weeks. We used to live in a place that was, very far away from everything that was, close to our hearts. Far away from our parents' places, our yoga classes, our spiritual and karma yoga centers, and our friends. We had to drive at least 50 minutes (on a good traffic day) to reach our destination. Still, we couldn't help

Kvitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693962125494185909noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-25804114972868320642008-06-04T11:43:00.004+10:002008-12-12T00:17:57.041+11:00

While most of us are happy to accept gifts for ourselves during our birthdays, one boy has made the shift from me to we by celebrating his birthday a little differently.Last year, Ryan Skarnulis of New Lenox held a birthday party, but instead of asking his parents and friendsto bring along gifts for him, Ryan instead asked his guests to donate books to a non-profit organisation that gives out

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Three years ago, I received an anonymous email on this subject, it read:Symptoms of Inner PeaceAn unmistakable ability to enjoy each moment.A tendency to think and act spontaneously, rather than on fears based on past experiences.A loss of interest in interpreting the actions of others and judging other people.A loss of interest in conflict.A loss of ability to worry.Frequently, overwhelming

Kvitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693962125494185909noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-34768725183822041192008-05-16T18:53:00.002+10:002008-05-16T19:04:00.946+10:00

Wishing all the Buddhist a very Happy Wesak day.The Buddha says:"Overcome delusions by relying upon Awareness and Understanding""Overcome erroneous views by relying upon Proper views and Understanding""Overcome pollutions and disharmony in your thoughts by relying upon Purity of Mind and the Six Principles of Living in Harmony"I am not a Buddhist, but the above principles are something my heart

Kvitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693962125494185909noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-14404661534592514762008-05-03T13:58:00.008+10:002008-12-12T00:17:57.496+11:00

In the first place, you have to think about why you want to make that someone feel priceless. Well, there's really nothing in it for you. That's actually the first step. If you want to make someone feel priceless, you can't have any hidden agendas in the background... it has to be totally selfless.But the great thing is...by making someone feel special, you will definitely make a difference in

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Finally a public holiday in the middle of the week! I was already planning to visit the salon to get my long overdue haircut and to rebond my unruly curls that were creeping out from the roots.But Mother Nature had different plans for me! First, she brought me to watch The 11th Hour, where I learnt that organic food, clothing and materials were definitely the way to go. At the screening, I was

Kvitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693962125494185909noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-19439181667144725482008-05-02T00:18:00.011+10:002008-12-12T00:17:57.649+11:00

When I was 14, my sister Sumi lent me a book she was reading called The Celestine Prophecy. It was one of the very first "eye-opening" books that I had ever read. And one of the things I took away from that book was the idea of COINCIDENCES. That's what happens when you project your intention into the world, and events take place to help you move towards that intention.Later on I read a book

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I recently moved to another desk at the office. This is the 4th time I'm moving to a new cubicle in 4 years. I don't quite stay in a place, do I? Just for the record, I have been with the same employer for 7. 5 years. I know exactly what is keeping me here so long but let's not get into that!I took this opportunity to finally open the box I have kept sealed for 4 years under my desk. As I did

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If you've been reading our posts, you've probably noticed that Kv and I have both been going through some periods of uncertainty about work. Sometimes work just feels as if its so overwhelming. Y'all know how that feels, right?You feel that the things on your plate are just falling off and messing the whole dining table up. You find yourself slapping your head at least 5 times a day, for

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So you've got some skills, and you've got a passion to help the world somehow, but you just don't know how. And, sometimes, you even wonder if you can help the world at all. "I'm just an ordinary guy/gal" ... "how can one person do anything that will make any difference?" ... "my skills are just .. well, you know... ok ok only"Well, if you're feeling like that, you're probably in the same boat

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EVERYBODY IS IN THE WAITING ROOM OF LIFE. YOGA IS NOT A WAITING. IT IS A DOING, TODAY. - Bhagvad GitaToday as I was catching up with my friends from the Yoga TTC (teacher's training course) at Madurai on Yahoo groups, I came across the above message posted by my friend Subash, he said he constantly reads this line to keep himself motivated.I returned home on Jan 2, 2008 after an exciting month

Kvitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693962125494185909noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839649.post-41251114009049906862008-04-03T20:12:00.005+11:002008-04-09T01:10:01.733+10:00

I've been researching on the green movement quite a bit these days, and came across a very interesting and informative site recently called myabodo.com . It's actually an interactive game where you create an abode (or an abodo) making choices about the paint colour, the type of bulbs, the choices on showers or baths, using appliances like dishwashers and dryers, etc.It then goes on to give you

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It's true... it's sometimes quite a bit faster to just draw out something and talk through it while you draw, rather than to explain about something through writing. Richard Ziade from basement.org decided that he was going to come up with a way to blog like you would on a whiteboard. I decided to try it out myself. I didn't quite manage to come up with anything to talk and sketch about at the

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I never thought I will ever be interested in following Malaysian politics. But ironically every time I do one of those personally tests... the results will always say I can become a politician! No kidding! And obviously I will always deny the accuracy of these results. But hey... who knows!The last general election (on Mar-8) caught my attention, even though I wasn't paying much attention to the

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If you're wondering why we've been quiet for some time now, it's because we've been away for about 9 days and just got back yesterday. It was a magical nine days, and although we have come home, our journey continues.We were at a place where there was...perfection and "apparent" imperfectionstrong temptations and the strength to ignore temptationsthe very rich the very poorconfident children and

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My family lifeMy work lifeMy spiritual lifeOk.. here's the problem. Obviously, I've only got one life. Yet, I seem to have divided it into three. Are these really supposed to be three separate lives? If so, how do I get these three lives in balance and how will I know that I've found the right balance?I think the only thing that will show if I am going about it the right way is my attitude. If I

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My aunty once told me something very interesting. She said, "Dinesh, if you want to start a new habit, you just need to do it consistently for 21 days, and it will be cemented onto your consciousness." She meant that if I religiously do whatever it is I was planning to do - every day for 21 days, it will become a new habit for me.That was about 3 years ago. During these last 3 years, the one

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