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"Ear" This Please
Disha woke up this morning humming "Take Five", the jazz classic by Paul Desmond*. It made me smile. My taste in music is sheer sacrilege. I will listen to anything, and I have my favourites in each genre. But I believe that Music is something that communicates beyond culture, time and location. And my little experiment yesterday just proved me right and also re-confirmed, a ready ear is all it takes... to catch on to the infectious joy of music.
PROTAGONIST: Navyadisha Salian, aged 7, down with 102 fever, skipped school and wanted her year's quota of attention in one day.
HAPLESS MUMMY AGENDA: Bored with cartoons, I shortlisted some music videos for her to watch on youtube and asked her to decide which one she liked best. You see, like me, the little one too likes her opinion taken seriously. She nodded earnestly.
TRACK 1: The Original
(Dave Brubeck Quartet playing Take 5 in 1961)
D: 1961? Were there Kings and Queens then?
Me: No, my baba was a teenager.
D: But this is Black and White.
Me: Listen to it...I played this in college on my keyboard and a friend played a sitar and another played drums.
D: Haan? WOW!.... (she started listening more seriously and kept rhythm with her fingertips)
D: They have cool costumes.
Me: Check out their instruments, and tell me which one you like most.
2:59... she found the drum solo fascinating! She was totally into it. Playing her own imaginary drum-set.
OVERALL CONNECT: High
TRACK 2: The Classical Take
(Lahore-based Sachal Studios' Brubeck endorsed cover with Sitar and Tabla)
D: Arre Tabla! This is Indian?
Me: They are from Pakistan
D: They dress like this there?
Me: Yep, just like us.
(She knows the tune by now and is humming along and keep exact rhythm with her palms)
1:54: Guitar Solo
D: WOW! (Air-guitaring immediately)
Me: (smiles) nice na?
D: (Nods, smiling, humming)
3:35: The tabla solo. Resulted in her hammering both palms on my knees! Ouch!
OVERALL CONNECT: High
TRACK 3: Getting Animated
The Simpsons featured Take 5, but apart from thinking it was cool that a girl was playing a Sax, D was unimpressed.
OVERALL CONNECT: Low
TRACK 4: The Retake
(A silver-haired Dave Brubeck plays at the Montreal Jazz festival in 2009)
D awwwwed when she saw the seniors playing and the audience generally going crazy. At 1:08 she saw Bobby on the Sax and went... "So cute!". Then there is this fascinating jugalbandhi (3:20)between the cellist and the pianist (Father and son)... where the expressions are worth seeing. She notes that but she feels that the Cellist looks like a skeleton (He does!). Then there is a fab Drum solo at 8:00 and the audience gets frenzied. She whoops delighted... "They are all so happy!"
OVERALL CONNECT: Medium
TRACK 5: The Oriental Take
(The 12-girl Band from China plays traditional Chinese instruments and adds much chutzpah to the performance)
D: (watching spellboud): They are so cool!
She watches the whole thing, unconsciously moving her head as the Erhu players play off each other and smiling as they Guzheng soloist smiles...
NOT. ONE. WORD.
Her fingers are constantly playing the imaginary stringed instrument in her lap. And here is the BEST part. The precious 20 seconds from 3:40 to 4:00. The strings improvise and Disha GETS IT!
She spins around to look at me with eyes shining, "Ma, that is so cool. They don't play the whole tune. I LOVE this part!"
OVERALL CONNECT: MAXED IT!
Who would have known. Five tracks and my daughter's ear could catch a Jazz improv in a Chinese cover? But it made me happy. And what made me even happier is when she walked up to me this evening and said rather earnestly... "Ma, put on that 12 girl band video playing Dave Brubeck's Take Five, I want to play along with them!"
She beamed at me holding up a cased badminton racquet and a steel foot-ruler. I beamed back and played... "Take Five".
Memory: Snapshots
10 "Must Know" Skills for Kids
Ready for a skill-test?
I could make this a "for your good only" list, but I have picked a mix of skills and habits that, according to me, are basics. An average 10 to 15-year-old might find himself or herself in
any circumstance as a child (or later as an adult). How you fare has a lot to do with how prepared you are. So read through and get geared!
Of course, there are many many more that you could add on ...
4 Idiots & me
Foreword
This has to be the most path-breaking Friday release of all times. Sure, it debuts on my humble blog and not in any jazzy multiplex, but I am confident that this will be read here in good numbers AND adequately reposted. Inspiration comes in all forms and if this doesn't hit you really hard, probably nothing else will.
4 Idiots: A Discovery
That Old Man
A few days back I made my routine calls to Kolkata, where my maternal grandparents stay. This time, I first asked to speak with my grandpa, who I have always affectionately called, "dadubhai". My cousin, who had answered the phone, told him I had called and asked him if he wanted to speak with me. The answer was "Na.".
I chatted with my cousin for a bit and hung up.
It didn't make me sad that dadubhai had not wanted to speak with me. Even a year back, with failing health and spirit, he would not recognise anyone. But when I visited, he called me close and chatted for a bit. I was the first 'grandchild' and I like to believe I would always be special to him.
He asked me if I had invested in property like he had told me to. I shook my head and smiled, "No money only!". He shook his head. And he asked me if I still shopped online (I had sent a Tee to him several years back). And he even reprimanded me for not getting him some aftershave, "Didibhai, next time don't forget!" I grinned, "Okay, baba!"
But that was last year.
Even as recent as May 2010, he blessed my daughter and asked me again about investing in property. He said he didn't want aftershave as it would make his skin burn and anyway he couldn't shave by himself anymore. Later, when I wanted to nap, he insisted I sleep in his room, and got the AC switched on and quietly sat, like he always did, on his rocking chair. He even clipped into the frame when Disha and Om were taking a "funny face" picture!
Cut to The Present.
He didn't want to talk. It was fine, but it left me wondering what had changed. The only equation I can tell you, is dadubhai=Fun. A thousand memories come to mind, but let me share a random few...
1. Mr. Enthu
For as long as I can remember, dadubhai was the most excited person I knew as a kid. Right from the moment the train from Jamshedpur pulled into Howrah platform, he would wave excitedly and run along our compartment till the train stopped. He would give us giant hugs and excitedly tell us the special menu for lunch/dinner. "Didibhai, prawns for YOU!"
Circa 1960s, dadubhai and Dida, Kolkata
2. Mr. Entertainer
He could break into the most spontaneous dance routines. He would shimmy, he would twist, he would even do the cool palms-crisscrossing-over-knees move as he sang along to "Ina Mina Dika". During my sis' engagement (2003), as dadubhai went on the podium, the DJ took a while to play an "appropriate" track. The video cam was rolling, the audience was waiting, so my dadubhai did what ONLY he could do... he played some vocal beats "Dhinchaak Boom Boom, Dhinchaak, BOOM" and did a little jig... and slowly tottered off the stage after blessing the couple even as the audience cheered and clapped.
Circa Jan 2003 at sister's engagement, Jamshedpur
3. Mr. Fast Lane
My driving inspiration. dadubhai loved his cars and would drive down to Jamshedpur himself. He had this cool style of wedging his elbow into the window sill when the car was cruising. I think I inherited it from him. His sons went on to become excellent drivers, onto rally and stuff, but dadubhai was the Real McCoy. (Thank to my cousin Shahan for pulling out this perfect picture for me. Check out the door and his body language. Da Dude!)
Circa 1970s, dadubhai with one of his cars
These moments used to be hilarious, but only when we recovered. We would laugh afterward, but SHOCK would be our first reaction always. He had this gift for straight-faced acts in the most unexpected places. Once we had loads of luggage and private cars weren't allowed into Howrah station at that time. He told the security guy on duty in this hushed tone that my dad (in the back-seat of an Ambi) was the DIG of XYZ Zone, even as all of us tried very hard not to laugh. We soon got a smart salute and the two cars zoomed right into the station!
5. Mr. Movie Mania
Guess his love for movies, especially English ones, inspired him. As kids, we saw many movies during our vacations in Kolkata. My favourite being Born Free and I fell in love with Elsa, the Lioness. He would also narrate stories of movies we were not old enough to see, like James Bond and stuff, and add all sorts of sound effects like "Dhishoom, Kapow". Needless to say, we were riveted.
6. Mr. Style Bhai
Age was never a barrier. He loved bright colourful T-shirts, cool sunglasses and he almost always donned a baseball cap when he stepped out of the house. And like I mentioned, he loved to splash on aftershave, cologne, and didn't mind a bit if we twitched our nose at him! Wish I could dig out more pictures to show you.
Circa 2003 Jan and Dec: At sister's engagement (Jamdhedpur) and Bombay Court (Mumbai) for our court wedding
7. Mr. Wanderlust
He took his own family all around the country and he also joined us when my dad used to plan vacations. We've been to many places together,but my favourite was Kerala. The leisure, the beauty, and the food. He took it all in. Even the "special" oil massage that proved to be his fav anecdote after the trip. It was a little censored stuff, so I will not mention it here!
8. Mr. Mood-lifter
He has a gift for making people feel comfortable. Even as my husband waited nervously for me to deliver our baby, dadubhai told him not to worry and that he would have a 'great granddaughter' and Chetan would have to treat him to champagne. And all this with the most flamboyant thump on Chetan's back that could only make him chuckle through the tension. Needless to say, we did pop the bubbly when Disha was born.
I learnt a lot from him, like I did from my other grandparents. My dida,who continues to be the most perfect matriarch I know. My paternal grandparents, who instilled the love for music and academics in me.Thanks to all four of them, I have had a rich childhood brimming over with memories. A lot of my life's fundae, are, amazingly, inspired by them, though each person was unique and as different from the other as you could imagine.
I could go on and on, but I don't want this to sound like an eulogy or even a requiem. Dadubhai is very much alive,and well. He is just growing Old.
And that old man, even though he might not have been the most perfect human being in his lifetime, he sure gave his eldest granddaughter a truckload of fun times and memories.
If you have a grandparent who is within hugging distance, go give him or her that hug that I wish I could've given mine right now.
You're lucky.
Watch this moving video
I spy...
My eyes popped out when the credits rolled!
The voice of the (awful and mean) mother of Mr. Gru (in the movie Despicable Me , starring Steve Carell) was by JULIE ANDREWS!
Julie Andrews at the Universal studio Mr. Gru's mum with the kids
Here is the slice of meanness she portrays in this film:
A young Gru: Someday, I'm going to go to the moon.
Gru's Mom (not looking at him): I'm afraid you're too late, Gru. NASA is no longer sending up the monkeys.
Normally I catch voices and references pretty well, but this was one surprise casting. It is probably because Julie Andrews, will ALWAYS be Maria, the loving governess from The Sound of Music to me, or even the Royal Granny from The Princess Diaries .
That apart, Despicable me triggered loads of memories from other movies/shows. Fleeting thoughts but lot of fun! It is always fun to play "I spy" in unexpected places...let me know if you agree or not with the following observations:
1. Mr. Gru's 'form' seems to be a mix of Anton Ego (Ratatouille, Disney*Pixar), Mr. Incredible (The Incredibles, Disney*Pixar) with a face inspired by Uncle Fester from The Addam's Family, Penguin from Batman and Dr. Evil from Austin PowersI was quite amused by the references I caught, but needless to say, these are all my imagination and have not been cued in by official sources (and all artwork showcased here is owned by respective production houses!).
Mr. Gru Anton Ego Mr. Incredible
Uncle Fester The Penguin Dr. Evil
2. Mr. Perkins looks like Dilbert's Boss, specifically the hair 'horns'
Mr. Perkins from the Bank of Evil Dilbert's Boss
3. The minions look and behave a LOT like the "little green aliens" from Toy Story
The minions The Little Green Men
4. Agnes, the youngest orphan, reminded me of Boo, from Monsters Inc. (and a bit like Dora too!)
Agnes Baby Boo
5. Ms. Hattie bears a weak resemblance to Dolores Umbridge from the Harry Potter Series, or may be it is just the hairdo.
Ms. Hattie at the Orphanage Dolores Umbridge
6. Gru's dog looks like the Angler fish (like the one in Finding Nemo)
Agnes with Gru's "Dog" Angler Fish from Finding Nemo
7. Vector has shades of Mandark from Dexter's Lab
Vector/Victor Mandark
8. Dr. Nefario got an image of this extremely near-sighted old lady in a cartoon series who goes out for picnics with little crawling infants... couldn't recollect her name.. do you?
Dr. Nefario
That aside, though Disha and other kids her age were chuckling at most of the visual humour, I caught a few things that I really doubted younger kids would grasp/comprehend.
1. Bank of Evil formerly known as Lehman Brothers (?)Am writing this in good humour and not being cynical in any way. It is fun to observe things and wonder about them.
2. The child inside the torture casket (with streaming red fruit juice!)
3. The minions crack-up as the take photocopies of one's BUTT!
4. Two minions smooch (?) after the successful rocket launch
5. Hooting wolf turns converts to werewolf without fur (and clothes obviously!) when the Moon shrinks
6. Gru wakes up to the Doll's head in his bed like Woltz in The Godfather
7. One catches Spock's hand-sign (Star Trek)
8. Mixed up accents (Gru has an East European accent, Dr. Nefario has over-pronounced English)
9. (Slightly stretched) Vector looks like a young Bill Gates! (Even the voice over artist agreed on this one!)
10 The title itself is comprises a word that is not normally used by kids... "Despicable"!
So next time you watch a movie, keep an eye (and an ear) open.... Have fun!
10-10-10
I paused to ask a simple question to 10 children across the country on 10.9.10
Q. "What are your plans for 10.10.10?"
A. "Nothing special"
"Ummm... nothing fixed for now"
"Kichho na" ('nothing' in bangla)
"Nothing"
"Something like y2k is happening?"
(And the other five were variations of more or less the same answer).
Frankly, I was disappointed. I have LOT of faith in the tweens and I feel you guys are going to be that change that everybody just ends up dreaming about. It is a special day beyond just being numerically quirky!
Look up www.350.org
On this site, you can>>
1. Get ideas for events
2. Look up events near you
3. Register your own event (get your school involved in this)
4. Get a toolkit that includes posters, stickers, etc
For the more tech savvy, check out:
facebook: "350.org" Fan Page had 94 lakhs plus fans (when I post this)
twitter: "350 org" has 18,000 people following (at the time of posting)
There is a lot of scope for creativity in these initiatives. You can use smart communication, smart slogans, intelligent planning and lot more to do a rocking job on 10.10.10.
If you are less than 20 years old, you have a special right to DEMAND a better deal from those older than you. Cut the ignorance, show some spunk!
Get to it, NOW!
Also, if you have discussed this with your school and want Scribblpad to guide you, do drop a mail with your event idea to mail@scribblepad.in. Happy to help!
**a very inspirational video on attitude** (for facebook users)
Weird Wisdom
Foreword: So it is the last post of the month and I thought of wrapping it up on a lighter note with the wonderful fascinations I used to have as a child.
It is no coincidence that these "fascinations" would appear "weird" to an average adult, but hey, I am talking to my young friends here and YOU guys will surely understand my thrill for writing this post!
Am ever gleeful about pursuing totally weird stuff; some outright disgusting and some plain insane! Boys stay in this stage for longer, and girls typically grow out of it quickly and become "proper" around the time they hit their teens. I wouldn't change this course of nurture, but here is a confession, given a chance... I would hang on to ALL my weird fascinations forever and never ever outgrow them!
1. PRANK (RE) TREAT
One of my earliest memories of creating 'fake' foodstuff goes like this: The sparkling green colour of Pudinhara (liquid) used to fascinate me. It was not a colour you could get by diluting green poster colour or even water colour. It was much more transparent yet saturated. When I discovered 'glass paints' I was overjoyed to see that diluted green looked JUST like Pudinhara! That night I slept with a deep sense of satisfaction and "achievement" after putting the doctored bottle on the side table.
It is a different story, however, that next morning I shuddered as I heard my father say he got much relief from the Pudinhara he took after a wedding buffet the previous night. (Ouch, now he will know!)
Highlight: Two "harmless" enterprises involved giving my sister "cola" made with diluted soy sauce and making bengali hard-caked mithai (kora paak shondesh pic alongside) with plain uncooked flour (atta) dough that had to be air-hardened. (Yes, both are puke-inducing when consumed, but safe!) 2. BLOOD N GORE (the harmless sort)
This is another thing that I am most amused with. Apart from feeling brave about my own wounds and scratches during childhood, I would be rather impressed with the brilliant colour of blood. The robust reddish maroon, glistening against the skin. I took to blood donation in a BIG way as I grew older. What a fabulous sight! Tubes and pouches of the sanguine liquid! My first "blood purchase" was a tube of fake blood from Hamley's about 10 years back. It was a source of much amusement as it was edible and sweet. So using it in the mouth and letting it trickle from the side of the lips was a SURE SHOT way of evoking shock and near-heart attacks in my unassuming suspects. Cheap thrills!
Highlight: I got back from a holiday recently and my absolute fave purchase was a 5 dirham (~50 Rupees) PVC skull. Click here to view what makes this skull ULTRA special!
I think it is AWWWWESOME but a lot of people seemed to lose their appetite post the "eye-fulll"
3. UP, DOWN & DIRTY (?).. with Nature
In my aunt's house in Jamshedpur, I preferred having my meals atop the guava tree. I was about 6 years old then, I think. Perhaps I was at peace with the natural surroundings and the birds & creepies for company. I equally enjoyed scraping my knees while clambering up (or down) boundary walls & hedges. I would have been the ideal candidate for the 'daag achche hai' campaign had they shot it 25 years back!
Highlight:: Playing with clay, the wet brown or grey kind, is one activity I enjoy for several reasons. I nearly never create any object d'art, but I feel deeply satisfied about getting my hands really really muddy. Right up to my wrists and even on the insides of my nails! Water + Mud = Unlimited fun. And I hope to pass this one weirdness to my daughter Disha for sure.4. TOYS & STATIONERY
There was a standing joke between my colleagues at Disney Adventures Magazine and myself. Each time I purchased some new gadget, sketch-pen, silly putty, paper punch or just about any other stationery, they would grin at me and say, "Yes, yes, we know, it is ALL for Disha!". The truth is that I have always enjoyed artwork, craftwork, mechanical toys and intelligent gadgets. I should also mention that I have a huge booty of prank toys and gags, which no one else is allowed to even look at!
Highlight: Indigenous toys, especially those that are battery-free, mechanical, wooden and/or brightly coloured are a weakness. A vendor was selling these cute 'chicks' on the railway platform for Rs. 5. Totally worth it!5. COLOUR FIXATION
I am told half the world knows that I love the colour Purple!! It started when I was in school. I was very fond of Dairy Milk and just the sight of the wrapper made me happy, so much so that I put them up on my room wall in a wave pattern. Soon I out-grew the milk chocolate obsession and moved to dark chocolate. However, 20 years later, I still tend to buy things like clothes (mine AND my family's!), accessories, upholstery and other odd-ends that are anything between lilac/lavender to claret/burgundy in colour. Randomly speaking, from my toothbrush, shampoo, towel, mug, loofah, to a wall in my house, serving bowls, bedsheets and even deo bottles, have all been purple at some point.
Highlight: The height of my fascination? I have over 60 pens that I occasionally use, which are either purple-bodied or purple-inked and I keep them (you guessed it!) in purple ceramic holders!THE CRUX OF THE MESSAGE
Coming to why I titled the post "Weird Wisdom". There might be many opinions, but here is what I think. As you get all grown-up, try keeping the child in you alive in various ways. Hanging on to the weird stuff we like as kids is just one way. Think of anything else that cracks you up, makes you super-thrilled or even gives you a sense of child-like glee. That is it. Go ahead and indulge.
Word of caution: Don't take this post as license to go all psycho
Stay in control.. and aim for 'childlike' and not 'juvenile!'Idol? Absent, Ma’am!
As youngsters we naturally look up to others, right? (Well, yes, given our heights at that point, we will technically be “looking upwards” for some time, but that’s not forever!)
What I meant to ask is that through the growing years, we naturally look up to (meaning 'idolise') others, don't we? Especially those who are older than us and are showcased by media? We read about them, see them on TV, follow their tweets or fb updates, but something in them makes us stay in awe of them.
A generation back, terms like “Role Model” and “Icon” were common. Nowadays, I mostly hear “Heart-throb” and “Sensation”. Not that there is anything wrong with a little quickening of heartbeat each time your “celebrity” crush is mentioned, but that shouldn't entirely erase the importance of “inspiring positive icons” in our lives, now should it?
Over the last three years I have been actively asking youngsters, “Who, according to you, is a true Rockstar? A public figure who is cool?”
I got Miley Cyrus, Taylor Swift, Nick Jonas , Daniel Radcliffe and Selena Gomez, to the more recent Justin Bieber, Taylor Lautner (more than Robert Pattinson ) and Kristen Stewart; most of the people mentioned are from the US/UK music & movie scene. Closer home there’s Ranbir Kapoor, Shahid Kapoor and Imraan Khan on one hand, and Katrina, Kareena and Deepika on the other, in no particular order, ruling Bollywood. A crop of names also surface from TV, like Angad (Emotional Atyachaar), Cyrus Sahukar (Pogo), Rob (Cartoon Network) and Raghu (MTv Roadies).
Other names from sports, music and even magic/illusions made an occasional appearance.
The curious bit is that no single person is approved by all the kids. If someone is loved by a 100, there is another 100 saying “Eyuck, no way!”
Then I asked, “Who do you think is a true Idol? Someone who inspires you? Who’s achieved fame internationally as an Indian”
There were studied/expected names that flew fast like “A R Rahman”, “Aamir Khan”, “Tarun Tejpal”, “Kiran Bedi”, “APJ Abdul Kalam Azad” (!!), “Bittu Sahgal”, “Vishwanathan Anand”, “Sunita Williams”, “Amitabh Bachchan”, “Sachin Tendulkar”, “Shahrukh Khan”, “Aishwarya Rai-Bachchan”, “Lakshmi Mittal”, and so forth.
I wondered if youngsters were not acceptable... till I heard “Abhinav Bindra”, “Rahul Gandhi”, “Pankaj Advani”, "Arjun Bajpayee" & “Chetan Bhagat”!
Can Idols be cool? Can Popstars be Idols? Yes? No?
Personally, an Idol represents some form of ‘Excellence’ and old-fashioned that I am, I also expect some sort of “wholesomeness” from them. If they get caught up in silly controversies, smoke publicly, switch partners randomly, use fowl language, dress provocatively, and seem “dumb”, I tend to not take them seriously.
Am I harsh? Or is the expectation from Idols changing?
So what makes an Idol? Someone who is looked up to by millions of people? But what if millions of people are prepared to settle for something less than extraordinary?
A scary thought.
Here is where YOU play a role. Before you say you really look up to someone:
1. Be demanding.
2. Expect Excellence.
3. Be inspired by nothing less that true-blood Genius.
Don’t let the peddlers of mediocrity get your vote for their dancing puppy acts. Don't fall for advertisement, look for quality.
And with that, I come to the heart of this post. When YOU chase Excellence, when YOU get into the media glare, when YOU make it to the top ranks of your field, keep in mind that some kid somewhere is reading about you and getting inspired. Don’t let that youngster settle for a mediocre idol either!
True Rockstars inspire future Rockstars! YOU are an idol-in-the-making.
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INTERVIEW: Return of the Rockstar Idol!
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The country is going ra-ra about her winning three titles in a row, including two Super Series victories, and with a Badminton World Ranking of No 2 (as of 27th June, 2010), 20-year-old Saina Nehwal is the toast of the media.
I thought she was an idol-in-the-making long before this when we featured her last year in Disney Adventures magazine. But interacting with her fresh after her new-found international glory made me admire her with a newer perspective.
When I asked her what stands between her and the #1 ranking, she said that the journey so far has been tough and will be as tough to reach the top spot. She clearly understands that her game will help her defeat the current World #1, the Chinese player Wang Yihang. She feels Wang doesn't influence her in any way. So it is all about working hard on your own performance and doing what it takes to overcome the barriers.
She practices 8 hours a day and lives her game. She established herself as an outstanding sports-star way before getting on the catwalk, doing stylish photo-shoots or endorsing products.
Saina clearly loves her family. When asked with whom can she be herself and completely relax, she named her family, which includes her parents and her elder sister.
I inquired if she had any hobbies during her childhood and she said that there were no other hobbies except badminton. She stated, "Badminton and only badminton is my passion". This is the kind of focus that makes for a success story.
The story goes that her mentor Pullela Gopichand refused to endorse products even in the prime of his career. Saina feels differently. She thinks if, for example, she drinks a cola drink, it is not necessary that everyone else will start drinking cola. Here is an idol who wears her influence lightly. Or may be she wants her passion for her game to be her only badge.
Finallly, I asked her for a message for all the young readers of this blog and here is what she said,
"Do hard work, respect elders and enjoy the fruits of hard work whether it is studies or games.
Be always happy!"
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