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Monday, March 4, 2019

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Dance With Me 
by 
P.G Van



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When a video of Suhana dancing in her own home goes viral, the first thing she does is panic. Suhana got out of a loveless marriage and is trying to prove to her ex-husband that she can live her life without him or the money she got as part of the divorce. She had been a housewife all along, but now she is trying to rebuild her life. However, life throws her a wrench in the form of a viral video—a video that creates a sensation on the internet. 

Samyan is her elderly neighbor’s son who is staying at his mother’s place while she is away, and Suhana keeps bumping into him wherever she goes. His very looks instigate new thoughts and sensations within her that she tries to ignore because of the man she thinks he is. But, when he helps her in the direst of situations, she finds out more about him and starts to feel a connection to him. 

Dance with Me is a sweet, light-hearted and passionate love story with a happy ending. 


Note: This is a standalone romance with content recommended for mature readers.

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P.G. Van published her first novel of The Pure Destiny Series in October 2015 and cannot stop writing. She loves to spend time with family and is a strong believer of retail therapy (mostly shops for boots and purses!!). She enjoys giving her readers an escape to the world of love and romance.


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Friday, April 18, 2014

Phone call


Sia  & Sudha met the  Maths teacher  in school . The teacher chided Sia ," You talk too much in class.Your chatting is disturbing others."

 Sia mumbled,"Sorry,Sir ".Then, they went to meet the teachers of the various subjects. She had fared better. No other teacher opined that Sia talked a lot.

They returned home in an auto. All along, Sudha kept on nagging Sia to pay attention in class & talk less.

Sia left for her dance class in the evening. Sudha sat thinking. Was Sia a chatterbox, who was talking so much, that  teachers &  classmates were distracted ? Sia was an extrovert . Sia would make friends in a jiffy. Friends, who would confide in her, within seconds. Sia's classmates & friends were welcome at  home, all the time. Sudha would buy ice creams .Sometimes , sandwiches would be ordered from the neighbourhood bakery . .

The phone was ringing. Sudha picked it up."Can I speak to Sia ,please ? " “Sia is in her dance class.Who is this ? "Sudha queried."I am Avani" . the call ended. Later ,the phone rang again. It was Avani .Sudha suggested ," Avani , call Sia on her mobile .Any message for Sia ?””No ,Aunty,." The line disconnected.

By eight ,Sia was home.Sia freshened up.She sat down to dine, fiddling with her mobile .Sudha sat besides her .Sudha  asked,"Sia ,who is Avani ? " Sia kept mum.Sudha raised her voice ,"Who is Avani ? She  called twice.She refused to tell anything." Sia, answered," Ma,why do you have to scream ? Avani is my classmate.She is in my dance class also. " 

The phone rang .Sudha picked up the receiver,"Hello,I am inspector Pant calling.Has Avni  been calling ? "  Oh God ! This was  just like what they show on crime serials on the idiot box,The police have traced a call to her home ,Sudha opined.

"Madam, did Avni call ? ",the inspector repeated ."Yes,Avni called ." "Is there a boy in   your house ? " "No .I have a 13 year old daughter ,"Sudha replied."Call her .I want to speak ,"the inspector ordered.Sudha mumbled,"Yes,"

Sudha called”Sia , There’s a  call for you .It is the police .They are asking about Avni ." Sia spoke,"Hello,yeah Avni is my classmate." Sia continued ," Avni wants money from  me.I said that I do not have any ." Sia resumed "Yeah,I will let you know ." She kept down the receiver.

"Ma, Avni has left her home.. Avni needs Rs  3000/ to Rs 5000/- in cash .I told her , I don’t have it. " "And this, you are telling me ,now ?”Sudha screamed."Sia replied calmly ,”Yeah,so ? " Sudha asked,"Why does she want the money ? " " Avni wants to go to Bhopal  to meet that boy.”

Sudha was dumbstruck. Her teenager had divulged now ( was this the complete story or was there more to it ? ) as there was this call from the police..

Sudha  queried,"Who is this boy  ? " Sia replied ,"Someone, she met online." Sudha found it strange .”Really ,why does she have to meet him in Bhopal ?" " Because,he is unwell." Sudha thought to herself that Avni's parents must be sick with worry & Avni wants to run to  someone in Bhopal ! 

Sudha demanded,"Avni's parents know this ? "Sia said,"No idea ." Sudha was boiling over now,"Really Sia,you are the limit.Please call up her parents." 'Ma,I do not have their home  phone number.The police called, as parents have complained.So they know, by now."The coolness, with which Sia was answering made Sudha shudder ! 

The phone rang again. Sia picked it up."Yeah ,fine.I will try ."Sia kept down the phone."The police,"Sia informed ,"they said, that I must call  up Avni & tell her that I am ready to give her cash.Then ,inform the police that she will come to take the cash."

Sudha wondered ,how close are  Avni & Sia ? Till that day,Avni’s name had never been mentioned by Sia.Avni had never been to Sia ‘s home .

Sia texted Avni.Then,Sia called Avni .Avni picked up the phone."Sia here,Avni.I can give you Rs.3000/-.cash.How will you take it ?.Fine,we  will meet near the school gate in fifteen minutes." Sia disconnected.She told  Sudha,"Ma,I need Rs 3000/- “Sudha said,"This is only for police to catch up with Avni . Why cash ? " "Ma,please, !" Sudha handed cash to Sia who put it in her small backpack.

The phone rang .Sia picked it up, "Hello,yeah.I have called Avni to the school gate.I am coming there in 15 minutes." Sia disconnected. Sudha grabbed her purse & joined Sia with her tiny backpack.

Sia & Sudha hailed an auto & it sped towards the school.Sudha asked,"Sia when  did Avni tell you about her running away ? " "Ma,she told me  today.
.Hardly anybody talks to Avni in class.I talk to her." They were   near the school.They got down &  started walking.They saw a police jeep.Someone called,"Sia".One policeman was standing nearby.He asked,"You are Sia ? " Sia nodded  "I am inspector Pant. Avni's dad is here  Thank you !.We got Avni.She is in this jeep." Sia nodded. Inspector Pant asked Sia,"Can we drop you home ? " Sudha had walked near the jeep by then.Sudha said,"I am Sia's mom.We will go home by ourselves." 


Avni had shared with  Sia .Sia had dared to care for Avni..Sia had shared information with the police .That is what saved Avni !

Sudha realised that as a mother, she must dare to care & to share . She must transform, to become a friend to her teenage daughter ! Sudha knew that her daughter Sia was a chatterbox. Her chatting up Avni ,had  saved Avni .

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Monday, January 4, 2010

Kuup Manduuk

I am blogging today about the frog in the well syndrome.Yes, that is what the title means.A frog believes that the well is the only world as it resides there.It has no idea whatsoever of anything that lies outside the well.

There are quite a few persons who do not feel the need to interact socially.This leads to varying situations.Some get jittery when & if they attend a social function like a wedding,a get together etal.Others may try small talk but realise that they are not updated about anybody there & so withdraw.Moreover,they are unable to make anybody agree to their point of view on any topic.Some also keep to themselves as they would like to believe that they are the best & know everything.Still others refuse to interact except with  their own kith & kin & maybe from their own caste etal .This is because they are under an impression that their caste or sect is the chosen one & interacting with lesser mortals is below their dignity.

Yes,in these times also,there are such people -existing & very real ! But they will be overtaken at all places if they do not acquire socail skills.They will end up depressed even if they are rolling in money.If a person is highly skilled at his job but a zero at social newtworking,then for some time ,his skills may manage to keep all others quiet but later,all will joke about the lack of his emotional quotient.

I have observed that brahmins are particularly prone to this social insensitivity.I can speak for brahmins as I am one of  them. It is said that change has to come from within, instead of being imposed from outside.

Many brahmins though very ahead in many fields refuse to leave behind their caste affiliations.They carry it around as a medallion.They will shun all others however talented the others may be.Moreover,they have this superiority complex  erroneously carried forward from the ancient texts.The fact, that God took various births in different castes ( the Dashvatar)  has not yet percolated  down to their senses.As a Hindi film song goes,"Is lok ko hi apna na sake,us lok mein bhi pchataoge..." meaning "unable  to adapt to this world,you will repent in the next world as well..."

Some places also seem to encourage such orthodoxy & casteism .I feel that in Chennai, all brahmins try to outdo each other in orthodoxy.As to their actual faith in all that they do is quite questionable,at least at  pretention,the Chennai brahmins are immensly adept.

My relatives who stay in Chennai are a living proof of all that I have said.They want their food prepared in the Chennai way- haldi added to cabbage bhaji is a big No.They will just not eat it.They can only eat one sweet-that is payasam ( kheer) Anything else like gajar halwa has them in fits ! They relish beans,cabbage,bhindi,white pumpkin,aloos,etal but all cooked in the manner it is cooked there.Any thing prepared innovatively & in a different way means that they will just leave it on their plates-all wasted.They detest cauiliflower,drumsticks,onions,garlic etc.Even red pumkin was left untouched as it is gassy ! I do read a lot on health & foods but I have yet to come across this bit of  ( mis)information .My nephew is forbidden to eat onions as it will make his tongue thick & be an impediment in reciting shlokas.Just goes to show that for their version of dharma,they are committing gross adharma .Telling lies is an adharma -oniuons provide minerals.Telling such lies to wean a child away from a vegetable will have greater ramifications.The child will learn later that it was a lie & then may refuse to believe even other real truths .It will ultimately lead to rebellion which may flabbergast all .

My niece has  got so used to the sholkas being recited by her brother at Sandhyavandanam,that she  also recites them at times.Her brother chides her,"You should not be reciting."I scolded my nephew & informed him,"Look,there is nothing like girls cannot recite-in early days in ancient India,even girls had thread ceremonies performed for them.Later,some male chauvinists forbid such practice & this continued."Of course,he is skeptical about my remarks but atleast,he will think about it.It is very difficult to extricate him from all lies he has been fed about, male  brahmin superiority .

My niece wants to cut a birthday cake on her birthday like all kids of her age.But this is disallowed, though her cousins ( boys ) cut cakes .The reason,"It is not in our culture to cut cakes & blow out candles."Her father has offered to prepare mysore pak which she can cut like a cake ! Though,I find the idea quite ridiculous,I am pained that even a simple wish of a child is unfulfilled as her dad & uncles want to be the vanguard of culture.Culture ,as per their understanding is singing shlokas,bhajans,satsang etal-it does not include any books other than scriptures,& school textbooks,no drawing ,no dance,no drama,no music, except in praise of God,no films,etc.So which culture or whose culture is sought to be protected is unclear to me.I am  very much be in favour of Culture being unprotected rather be protected by such narrow minds.Culture is a very dyanamic entity-it has to progress imbibing modern thinking & values.If it remains stagnant,it shackles us all.But the same fellows gamble their hard earned money by investing in shares. Does this gamble figure in their  brand of culture? Maybe it does-akin to Pandavas who gambled  away their dear wife who was  then  rescued by Krishna,the Yadava.  So much for protection & preservation of tradition !

The thread ceremony of males is actually a masquerade to showcase male chauvinism.A male who wears the sacred thread will not eat leftover food.In these days of high food prices,the women of the house will eat all leftovers as men post thread ceremony will not eat them.I chided my nephew & told him that as he was wearing the sacred thread,it meant that he was man now.Hence,he should quit calling his mom every now & then for toothpaste,soap,socks,uniform,books,school bag,so & so forth.But then,I recalled that all males in boyhood scream for their moms to dance  attendance  on them & after marriage,the mom's job is taken over  by their wives.After all,it is a question of male convenience & comfort,nothing else -with or without the sacred thread .

One more thing -all this orthodoxy needs a lot of water for practicing it.On second thoughts,the water crisis in Chennai is brahmin made ! They should think of switching  to  the hand sanitiser as water levels are dwindling more than ever before now.

My nephew & neices are all fearful of everything-even a simple task like locking the toilet door scares them .This is because they have been indoctrinated to dread  the wrath of the Almighty if they ate onions,cut a cake,saw films,visited any place other a pilgrim centre etc.Obviously,the mind is conditioned by fear to do things which otherwise,would be questioned.I dread to  imagine how all this will shape up as they grow up & search for jobs or choose a profession.They would like to stay with their parents only as they have fear of moving out of Chennai.So,they may lose better oppurtunities .Even marriage may become a burden as a wife is only meant to be an  unpaid servant.Clinging to such forsaken ideas will continue to make them remain the frog in the well.

Coming to think of it,girls are not kuup manduuks as they generally leave their homes at marraige to go & stay with husbands,inlaws etal.So the men are the kuup manduuks.

I have heard that Trichy ,Comibatore are ways ahead of Chennai in terms of being bound by tradition .I have yet to confirm that.I will have to look for a more satirical title for that .Any ideas ?
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