My Gamma and I

 

For most of y’all, your grandmother would be fondly addressed as pattima, patti, aachi or nana, but I called my grandma, “Gamma.” My Gamma died when I was in an age where I didn’t know what death was. She was less than 10 years from hitting a century and I was “just” 10 years old.

I came to know of this beautiful soul when I was born on this earth. Though she never held me in her arms since she was almost 80 years old when she saw her first grand daughter, but she had a strong heart. I went by the name “Paapa” at home by her.

Blessed are those who get to live with their grandparents, in my case I had my Gamma. We were a family of four. My Gamma was my dad’s mother, born in 1911, born and brought up in Chennai, studied Zoology in Women’s Christian College, and retired  as a School teacher. Now you know why I opted for zoology.

She was a woman who everyday at home would adorn herself in those soft beautiful sarees, bejewel her with elegant gold earrings and a chain, with her silvery hair perfectly wraped into bun. I found beauty in her smooth wrinkled skin.

Being a single child I never missed playing with a sibling, because there’s always my Gamma who would play dress up with me, make me do her hair, watch movies with me, excites me with her childhood stories and most of all protects me from amma’s  so called beatings, which by the way never pains. Which sibling would even do that? Ha-ha!

There are also times were I showed her my side of naughtiness. I remember her screaming for my mum because I was jumping on the sofa (the very sofa where I’m sitting down and typing this) like a crazy person thinking that she’s enjoying the jolts.

As many of you could see I have a strong connection to animals, well it all came from what my eyes caught sight in my tiny tot days.  My Gamma was the first person at home to take in a small Myna, and she affectionately kept it in her room. The myna was named as “Baba” since my dad repeatedly sung to her the rhyme, “Baba black sheep” and to our surprise it really sang it one day. There were also times, when Noel, my dog who is 16 years old now was a little puppy then, scared the bejesus out of me by just sleeping on the floor, and I deciding to take cover on my Gamma’s bed who was deep asleep. I was kind of a trouble back then I know, any less now. Ha-ha!

I faintly remember her playing the piano and singing few songs to me. Her time daily was spent in reading her Bible, watching old movies, for which she remembered all the dialogues by-heart, and sitting by our veranda in the evenings. She rarely goes to church, but if she does she attends the American college Chapel vespers.

And then, began the days, were she would forget things, see people of the past and start calling their names and resisting to eat. Her body started to wear out gradually. I remember my dad hand feeding her breakfast every morning before he goes to work.

As time went by surgeries had to be done to have her leg amputated. My mum looked after her needs so well. There were days when my parents would have to go somewhere and I had to tend to my Gamma with a bed pan when she has to go. We never planned on keeping a maid for my Gamma until my dad got sick temporarily. There were occasions when she couldn’t differentiate or indentify people. We had many of my dad’s colleagues, friends, students, help us in our time of need. Three of them I still remember are Premkumar uncle, Peaceponraj uncle and my aunt sheeba. We are indebted to them.

Her body started deteriorating as days went by. I vividly remember one early morning on October 21st 2002, when my aunt woke me up to tell me that my Gamma had passed away, I didn’t know what should I feel. Though I felt sad I didn’t know why I should cry and I never did too. My parents gave her a meaningful prayer meeting in memory of her.

It was 2003, an evening were my mum and I were cleaning our living room with beautiful tamil keerthanai’s singing away in our cassette player. There was this particular song called, ”ThevaPitha Enthan Meipan”which had no connection with my Gamma, started playing and I was moved all of a sudden. I had a hit of nostalgia. After a few minutes without my own knowledge I found myself crying over her memories. It took me one whole year to understand about death and for my feelings to come out. My mum saw me weeping and consoled me with positive words.

The time spent with my Gamma was short-lived but the experience she and the moments taught me was huge. I know you all might have had similar experiences as I had and I’m sure we have some lessons to take with us on our journey.

I planned to write this blog in memory of her last October but due to some incidents I couldn’t. So here it goes. I am lucky to have known her not just as a grandmother, but also as a woman.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Um-mm…..what do you call those things which you send in snail mails during festive times?

Ahhhh…Greeting cards!

I think back to the time when I exchanged greeting cards with my best friend, (of course she is, come-on its 13 years of friendship) Aarthy during my schooling period. We used to send all types of cards from handmade (‘Twas her) to printed big cards (me, obviously), and all those cute little messages we leave inside them makes me wonder how meaningful we considered every ‘lil thing in our life. Just like how kids these days look at mobile phones and PS4 with fervour, the same intensity of emotion was seen in our faces when the postman dropped the greeting cards or letters in our mail box.

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Greeting cards and letters ! always to cherish !

Eventually, we stopped sending or receiving any types of cards or letters, which totally cut off the warmth and the epitome of happiness it had.

Soon after I started “Libby Creatio” in the month of November’15, I wanted to pop up with something novel for the succeeding month. Fortunately, ‘twas the month of December, which calls for Christmas greeting cards. Before I made a decision I needed an alternative opinion. So I went on for my close circle of people about their outlook if it would sell out or not. I got a mixed review (Mostly negative). Many individuals said, people won’t be interested to buy greeting cards as they are old fashioned and not current. In actuality, my mind was muddled. So with much uncertainty and hesitation I decided to go on with my gut and I ultimately decided to design a couple of Christmas doodle cards, adding some style to it.

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Christmas cards

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Doodled Christmas cards

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doodled Envelope

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2nd variety of Christmas card

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Inside of the card

So in a day or two, a set of two varieties of Christmas cards were done, and I was pinning my hopes on getting some positive results. As a matter of fact the people actually liked my designs and it clicked right away! (A big sigh of relief) I started getting ample amount of orders. ‘Twas a moment of sheer happiness. And all I know the next thing I did for a couple of weeks is, busy packing the orders. I sold about 50 Christmas cards (whoopee!). The reviews were sterling and they sounded satisfactory and happy customers.

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DIY Newspaper Packing with drawings on it ! 🙂

 

Followed by the successful outcome, I had my first interview for my new start up. (Yay moment!) It was for a fortnightly Tamil newspaper and I never expected to have people actually read it and tell me about it when I see them. This is something I feel good and overjoyed about myself to have succeeded in executing it, which makes others think I’m actually good at something different.

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The newspaper article

So every time I do something I take in a new lesson. Don’t let the opinions of others stop you from your dreams.

As Napoleon Hill once said, “who told you it couldn’t be done, and what great achievements has he performed that qualified him to set up limitations for you?”

If someone tells you that what you are attempting to achieve is impossible or not worth the effort, take a close look at them and what they have accomplished with their lives. The chances are good that you will find they haven’t done much. To be a successful person you need to be optimistic and learn to listen to yourself. That’s what I did and I achieved. For a proof, I still get orders for customized greeting cards. (Amazing, right!)

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Custom Birthday card

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Whatever you do, be it an age old idea or anything new, just add some sparkle of color and coolness to it, It will leave others in awe, because you still have the power to bring back old form into existence. Nothing is old until you add a touch of creativity.

Be creative, you can never go wrong in it !

 

The 4 Letter Magic word – “BOOK”

Early today morning, Facebook reminded me that, today being April 23rd is “World Book Day.” What better reason do I need to write my blog ? So let me tell you, I was a normal kid in school just like every other child studying and learning just my school books. Trust me, if I had read only those text books you wouldn’t be reading this. I would have murdered English by the time you reached second line (I mean, seriously). I remember my mother trying to teach me English grammar and going crazy on one side and I on the other side sitting with a confused face “What’s wrong mom?” So yes, she had a hard time (I suppose). And when those glorious summer holidays arrived, I can hear my dad persistently telling me to read books. And to my dismay every time he said that, my school books came to my mind and the fear of reading it again.

So when my English was going at stake, my parents decided to get me some brand new books to read which included, from famous five to hardy boys, Nancy drew to Goosebumps, Lion king to Pocahontas and all other lovely fairy tales. In each story I envisioned myself to be that persona, and pictured all the beautiful adventure. So that is how my childhood reading journey went on.

And after I reached college, I read few books, from Indian to international authors (Mostly novels). I was not an avid reader, maybe I was distracted towards more fun (sometimes the word laziness also fits). What shocked me is, when my fellow people started asking for help in language and grammar, I found that I was communicating quite in good grammar without even my knowledge. So all those childhood reading was really beneficial and advantageous.

Recently I have been into business, self – help and spiritual books, rarely novels. I would like to share some of the world class authors, who brought out the best in me through their writing, which involves, Napoleon Hill, Robin Sharma (my business guru), Joseph Murphy (the one who explains bible so beautifully), Brian Tracy, Rhonda Byrne, Joyce Meyer and Joel Osteen (My life guides), and the list goes on. And I have this wonderful Friend named Harine, who along with me is taking up the book challenge 2016. And I’m happy to get her as my reading partner, as we share so much knowledge with each other. We’re discovering ourselves each day through the books we read. And today being the “world book day”, I decided to give her a book by Robin Sharma, one of her favourite authors and mine too (how could anyone not).  So if you’re planning to give your friend a gift or something, a book is the perfect choice. (maybe its time people start educating themselves to differ from mediocre people). Garrison Keillor once said “A book is the gift you can open again and again”. What more than you need than a book full of wisdom. Who knows you can even start your own business like I did, or become an author or improve yourself in your work place, anything can happen with all the motivation you acquire from it. So devote yourself to reading at least 30 minutes a day to differ from the crowd.

As for my mindset, the more the books a person has, the more rich he is.  Learning does not end upon graduation. Be a lifelong learner. I assure you, boredom will never show up on your doorstep as long as you have something to learn.

A house that has a library in it, has a soul. – Plato.

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A book opens a door to your heart. – Libby

A house is a not a home without at least one book shelf with books. I have mine. Do you have yours? If not, bring that book shelf into existence.

Go get yourself a book and see yourself in it.

“Book” is the magic word all you need in life.