ASTHA'S JOURNAL -FROM HER TO HIM.. ON BEHALF OF HIM... - WORDS OF THE UNSPOKEN
My Dear Mommy,
Yes.. my sweet Mommy...you know today is my Day...Oh sorry Yesterday was my the B DAY.. ya.. ya.. my Birth Day.. ..
Why all are raising their brows.. yes.. My actual is on Nov 24..but somehow.. you made me celebrate today too...
Not sure from where you get these crazy ideas of doing.. and celebrating all these..
Any ways.. let us.. start..
Morning.. you woke up early... cleaned the Pooja room...kitchen.. everything..you made nice.. chandige... chakli.. mysore pak... cheeda... rice flower laddoos.. rava laddoos.. basin laddos.. then my favourite.. butter...
You made everything dipped in nice sugar cryrup.. and ya.. butter and ghee..
Oh very sweet of you my gundu mummy...
Ok.. now what... you decorated.. your Tanjore .. GUNDU KRISHNA PAINTING... THE BABY ONE... hey.. gal..u know what.. he is naked in all his picutres.. if you put this.. then... all IF gals will say.. that ..Im sweet and they will come behind.. me .. I cannot manage Radha, Rukmani.. you want others too..what is this mommy...any ways..
Yes.. you took that.. Krishna picture and put nice garland.. you.. had this silver bala Krishna.. idol..you decorated him to..with a beautiful silk dress and jewellery.. you kept his kala tikka.. and yess..my favourite.. the PEACOCK FEATHER..
Ya.. that has always been my favourite..
You put the silver idol ..into Jhula.. with my flute..tucked in my dress... you.. rocked the jhoola.. praying and thanking that .. thanks for bringing my little one in my tummy and helping me all the time... till I came out and till now keeping me hale and healthy... and supporting me in all the endaeavours..
Oh silly mommy..you are.. how much you put BUTTER AND MASKA for GOD TO.. gal.. anyways.. thanks a lot MOMMY.. for bringing this NANDALAL.. into the world and making my life the BEAUTIFUL ONE..
OH... the thing u dint say.. yup..you pulled me towards you.. dipped my legs.. inside the rice flour batter..yayy.. its messy.. gal..pls pull me out.. it is cold and im feeling tickly.. pls...pull me out..
You made me put.. leg prints.. all over the house.. no.. from maindoor.. to pooja room.. and you left me like that only... so.. I wanted to give u double work... I put a trail all over.. the house.. so you have to clean..
What to do.. im the son of Shlok right... so.. I have to be so.. NATKAT AND NAUGHTY..
Finally.. all gathered and finished pooja.. U KNOW what.. I did.. I stole small laddoo from the pooja neyvedya and had it.. without knwing to anybody...
Oh... yummy..mummy.. very tasty..
Im gonna put my hand..once more.. you found out that.. im stealing.. you gave me nicely.. on my butt.. one..
But ok... karke.. finally.. you gave me the sweet...so I won like Daddy.. by hook or crook...
So buddy.. tell me.. KRISHNA.. BALA KRISHNA.. LEELA KRISHNA..
Im the Junior.. Shlok Junior... and my Name is Vedanth Shlok Agnihotri..
Oh.. what is that song.. you were singing...
Bharathiar song..which you Tamil Mam taught you.. fine let me also listen..
Kakkai chiraginile Nanda lala By Mahakavi Bharathiar
(Lord Krishna was the God to whom this great poet sang)
1.Kakkai chiraginile Nanda laala, ninthan,
Kariya niram thondruthayye Nanda lala
2.Parkkum marangalellam Nanda laala , ninthan,
Pachai niram thondruthu aye , Nanda lala
3.Ketkkum oliyellaam Nanda Lala , Ninthan,
Geetham isaikkuthada, Nanda Laala
4.Theekkul kaiyai vaithal , Nanda Laala-ninnai
Thendum inbam thondruthada , Nanda Laalaa
English Translation
1.Oh Lord who is the darling of Nanda,
I see in the black of the feathers of the crow,
Your colour of black, Oh darling lord.
2.In whichever tree I see , oh darling lord,
I see your green colour , oh Lord.
3.In whichever song I hear my darling Lord,
I am able to hear your music only, my lord
4.And if I keep my finger inside a raging fire,
I only feel that sweet sensation of touching you.
LET.. all of them have NATKAT baby... or babies...like BALA KRISHNA..
AGAIN.. KRISHNA IS A UNISEX NAME...FOR GIRL AND BOY...
SO THIS STORY IS FOR UNIVERSAL.. KRISHNAS...
HAPPY KRIHSNA JANMASTAMI ...TO ALL..
Regards
Deepa