Every single day in this part of the world is a mad rush. Our day starts when our alarm goes off anywhere from 5am to 7am(the alarm – Jelly). I’ve never seen her wake up in a cool way, she always literally jumps and sits up as soon as she wakes up…………believe me it looks sooooooooo cute. She takes about 5 minutes to actually wake up. She sits and sways till she is wide awake (by which time I and SM would be ROFL)
Coming back to the updates let me list out “Jelly’s” developments in the 12th month.
Tooth: Jelly has sprouted 3 teeth, 2 on the upper jaw and 1 little stub on the lower jaw. She has learnt to use it quite well too. If we give her anything to eat she pushes the food with her tongue to the front where her tooth is and nibbles on it like a rabbit. And of course she has learnt to bite quite well too. The only scapegoat available for her is poor me (sigh!). The moment I reach home from work she clings on to my neck and give a good bite on my cheeks…
Vocabulary: She has added a few more words into her tiny list of words. The best for me being “Amma” which she does not use liberally, it’s meant only for those precious moments when she wants to get some work done from me (aaagrh!!!!). Calls her dad “Attha”, her grandpa “Appu”, at times for dog “Bow Bow”, for the crow “Kaa” .If she want something or she wants to go near something she tells “Baa”. The most frequent words she uses is “Adhu aaya” (for who is that or even for what is that)
Bath: She enjoys her bath unlike her earlier days when she would scream her lungs off from the moment we would apply oil to her till we pat her dry. Now the tables have turned and she starts crying the moment we take her out of her tub (sigh!!!!!!) She love to splash in her tub so much that at the end of her bath I look completely messy….
Food: The moment she sees her bowl of food, its hard to keep her doing what she has been doing till then. She needs to be fed immediately. But after a couple of spoons she rolls over and goes on to play. So now I strap her up on her bouncer for her feeds :D. She loves to have tit bits from what we eat. Totally relishes on raisins, biscuits, chips, pappads or anything else we eat. Her milk feeds have reduced and solid feeds have increased.
Physical activities: Let it be day or night, when she is awake or when asleep she is always moving around. She stands on her own for a few seconds and shakes her bootie to some catchy Bollywood numbers. Even when she is sitting she does this as soon as some peppy music starts playing anywhere in the background.
The development I enjoy the most is that she loves to be cuddled now (which she never allowed me to do till date). She lies down silently waiting for me to cuddle her, or tickle her tummy, or (when the devil in me wakes up) bite her chubby cheeks…………
That’s all with the news from Jelly’s kingdom.
PS: Posting will be off for more than a week as we will be off on a vacation. The rest of the news from this part of the world will be updated next year.
Happy Holidays !!!!!!!!
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Lost for words.....
I’m lost for words, how do I begin?
What is that I thank you first for? Is it for allowing me to be a part of your beautiful world? Or is it for all the love you have given and still continue to give? Or is it for the support you always given me for the decisions I make?
I still remember the day we first met……..Those beautiful days of college life…….when we became the best of friends in just a matter of days after getting to know each other. Our friendship grew to become a really mature relationship. You were that friend who would be able to read every single emotion on my face. It’s not that we spent the whole day together………just a few moments were enough for you to know what’s happening in my life.
It’s hard for me to tell even to this day when I fell in love with you my friend. I had a hundred questions going through my mind……..the most important being “Will I lose my friend?…….. if you came to know that I had started to love you to an extent where I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you”. I got the answer when our common friend S told me that even “my friend” felt the same.
The day I would never forget in my life came when you expressed your love for me. We were well past our college days but still I felt excited beyond words.
After 3 years of courtship we finally got married. Through the later 3 years (before “Jelly” arrived) I have been thoroughly spoilt by you. It’s not that it has been the rosiest relationship on this earth but these years has drawn us closer to each other. Every year seems to be increasing the love and understanding we have towards each other.
The reason I put these thoughts into a post is to tell you that I have started loving and respecting you much more during these 11 months. These 11 months from the day Jelly came into our life you have not only been a great father but also the best support I could ever get on this earth. You might think I’m getting a bit too formal with all this…………….But my dear SM I just want you to know one thing “Without your love and support I would never be able to be this ‘Sane person’ that I am, I would never be able to give Jelly all this time and love I’m able to give now”
Thank you my “Love “
Your all “mushy “wife (sigh!!!!!!!!!!!!)
What is that I thank you first for? Is it for allowing me to be a part of your beautiful world? Or is it for all the love you have given and still continue to give? Or is it for the support you always given me for the decisions I make?
I still remember the day we first met……..Those beautiful days of college life…….when we became the best of friends in just a matter of days after getting to know each other. Our friendship grew to become a really mature relationship. You were that friend who would be able to read every single emotion on my face. It’s not that we spent the whole day together………just a few moments were enough for you to know what’s happening in my life.
It’s hard for me to tell even to this day when I fell in love with you my friend. I had a hundred questions going through my mind……..the most important being “Will I lose my friend?…….. if you came to know that I had started to love you to an extent where I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you”. I got the answer when our common friend S told me that even “my friend” felt the same.
The day I would never forget in my life came when you expressed your love for me. We were well past our college days but still I felt excited beyond words.
After 3 years of courtship we finally got married. Through the later 3 years (before “Jelly” arrived) I have been thoroughly spoilt by you. It’s not that it has been the rosiest relationship on this earth but these years has drawn us closer to each other. Every year seems to be increasing the love and understanding we have towards each other.
The reason I put these thoughts into a post is to tell you that I have started loving and respecting you much more during these 11 months. These 11 months from the day Jelly came into our life you have not only been a great father but also the best support I could ever get on this earth. You might think I’m getting a bit too formal with all this…………….But my dear SM I just want you to know one thing “Without your love and support I would never be able to be this ‘Sane person’ that I am, I would never be able to give Jelly all this time and love I’m able to give now”
Thank you my “Love “
Your all “mushy “wife (sigh!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Friday, December 7, 2007
A Letter For My Darling
Dear Jelly,
It’s been 11 months since the day I first saw you, touched you, and heard you…
11months, 335 days, 8049 hours, 482931 minutes, 28975841 seconds (and counting) and it just feels like yesterday (sigh!!!!!!). I can still feel your tender body in my hands, the way you looked at me for the very first time, the very first time you smiled at me. I never thought that I would feel so comfortable playing the role of your mother. It feels like I’ve been a mother all my life.
It’s not that every moment we have spent together were positive ones. There have been times when I was angry with you (especially the times when you would not sleep @ nights even though you were very very sleepy)..But I take this opportunity to thank you for making me a lady(a responsible one at that) from a girl with no worries, for making me more compassionate, more positive and most of all - filled me with so much patience that occassionally I doubt if this is really me ?????
I have been someone who did not like sleeping at odd hours (like an afternoon nap) and even during the nights, I never had deep sleeps. But from the day you were born I have started to realise the importance of sleep. I have realized that how we cannot have a normal day with just 2-3 hours of sleep in the night.
You have become a "Big Girl" now. You crawl at a high speed (shaking you little butt…which looks sooooooooo cute), you hold on to tables and walls and cruise along quite well. If we give you our hands to hold onto you take tiny steps and walk .You are able to stand unsupported for a few seconds. If you get to hear some peppy songs you shake your little head and butt and dance. You speak a few words; well coming to that you have been calling your Dad “Atha” for nearly two months now. If you want to go out you tell “Taaaata” or “Baa Puam”
The cherry on the icing was when you called out loud and clear “Amma” just yeaterday, the day when you turned 11months old. What better gift could you give me on this day? You have been referring to everyone in different ways except me and you chose this day to call me Amma .I feel at the top of the world.
Keep growing like this, taking one day at a time ……….
Love
11months, 335 days, 8049 hours, 482931 minutes, 28975841 seconds (and counting) and it just feels like yesterday (sigh!!!!!!). I can still feel your tender body in my hands, the way you looked at me for the very first time, the very first time you smiled at me. I never thought that I would feel so comfortable playing the role of your mother. It feels like I’ve been a mother all my life.
It’s not that every moment we have spent together were positive ones. There have been times when I was angry with you (especially the times when you would not sleep @ nights even though you were very very sleepy)..But I take this opportunity to thank you for making me a lady(a responsible one at that) from a girl with no worries, for making me more compassionate, more positive and most of all - filled me with so much patience that occassionally I doubt if this is really me ?????
I have been someone who did not like sleeping at odd hours (like an afternoon nap) and even during the nights, I never had deep sleeps. But from the day you were born I have started to realise the importance of sleep. I have realized that how we cannot have a normal day with just 2-3 hours of sleep in the night.
You have become a "Big Girl" now. You crawl at a high speed (shaking you little butt…which looks sooooooooo cute), you hold on to tables and walls and cruise along quite well. If we give you our hands to hold onto you take tiny steps and walk .You are able to stand unsupported for a few seconds. If you get to hear some peppy songs you shake your little head and butt and dance. You speak a few words; well coming to that you have been calling your Dad “Atha” for nearly two months now. If you want to go out you tell “Taaaata” or “Baa Puam”
The cherry on the icing was when you called out loud and clear “Amma” just yeaterday, the day when you turned 11months old. What better gift could you give me on this day? You have been referring to everyone in different ways except me and you chose this day to call me Amma .I feel at the top of the world.
Keep growing like this, taking one day at a time ……….
Love
Your “Amma”
Monday, December 3, 2007
A Walk Down Memory Lane..........Part 2(contd....)
I’m back with my "second month" updates…………..been a little busy….. Had a lot of places to explore in the kitchen, dining and dressing areas of the house…
Coming back to the updates - After a long and tiring bath the time would be right for a good nap and that’s when mom would go for her bath and grand mom for her daily chores. By the time they were done with their work and think about lunch I would start feeling hungry and cry out loud for my feed. From then on, I would love to be with mom, plenty of feeding and plenty of nappy changing work for mom and granny - hehe.
When mom would sit for her lunch in the noon I would feel a little left out as to why I have to drink only milk and they get to eat a variety of colorful things everyday. So again a reason for me to test the power of my lungs and this time I would not stop till she left her food and come to my side ;-)
Post lunch I would have a nap and that’s when mom would get a bad idea to take some much needed rest…….how can she think of something like that??????? So yet again am in my usual playful mood and would not allow her to sleep :D
Most of the evenings would go by in seeing a whole lot of new faces who would come to see me and mom and they would never come empty handed ……there was either some dress or toys or some accessories for me (yippe!!! mom never got anything). So many strangers came by and despite mom and granny giving a hint to them that I preferred being on the bed and would cry, they would carry me and I had no other other option but cry.
Night or rather late evening I would start feeling restless cause I knew that mom and granny would try to put me to sleep through the night and that’s something I just hated (actually I hate it even today). So both mom's and granny’s nights would be a flurry of activity of mainly trying to put me to sleep and get some rest……...Something, which they would not have got through the whole day. And the by the time they would have achieved this they would have lost their sleep (probably by 3-4 in the morning). I would be tired after the whole ordeal and have a very peaceful and deep sleep.
Hey I forgot to put in the best part of my day………when “Dad“ would drop in on the way from work and call me all funny sounding names. Oh!!!!!!!! I would just love those moments when I would just keep looking into his face and he would ask me how my day was……..Wish I could tell him how much of a havoc I created during the day and night for poor mom and granny. And above all how much I missed you “Dad “ through the day………….
Coming back to the updates - After a long and tiring bath the time would be right for a good nap and that’s when mom would go for her bath and grand mom for her daily chores. By the time they were done with their work and think about lunch I would start feeling hungry and cry out loud for my feed. From then on, I would love to be with mom, plenty of feeding and plenty of nappy changing work for mom and granny - hehe.
When mom would sit for her lunch in the noon I would feel a little left out as to why I have to drink only milk and they get to eat a variety of colorful things everyday. So again a reason for me to test the power of my lungs and this time I would not stop till she left her food and come to my side ;-)
Post lunch I would have a nap and that’s when mom would get a bad idea to take some much needed rest…….how can she think of something like that??????? So yet again am in my usual playful mood and would not allow her to sleep :D
Most of the evenings would go by in seeing a whole lot of new faces who would come to see me and mom and they would never come empty handed ……there was either some dress or toys or some accessories for me (yippe!!! mom never got anything). So many strangers came by and despite mom and granny giving a hint to them that I preferred being on the bed and would cry, they would carry me and I had no other other option but cry.
Night or rather late evening I would start feeling restless cause I knew that mom and granny would try to put me to sleep through the night and that’s something I just hated (actually I hate it even today). So both mom's and granny’s nights would be a flurry of activity of mainly trying to put me to sleep and get some rest……...Something, which they would not have got through the whole day. And the by the time they would have achieved this they would have lost their sleep (probably by 3-4 in the morning). I would be tired after the whole ordeal and have a very peaceful and deep sleep.
Hey I forgot to put in the best part of my day………when “Dad“ would drop in on the way from work and call me all funny sounding names. Oh!!!!!!!! I would just love those moments when I would just keep looking into his face and he would ask me how my day was……..Wish I could tell him how much of a havoc I created during the day and night for poor mom and granny. And above all how much I missed you “Dad “ through the day………….
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
A Walk Down Memory Lane..........Part 2
Hey guys………its me Jelly. Mom is a little too busy (rather lazy I would say) to put in a post about my second month updates. I seem to be the only person who is really free around so just thought of taking things into my own little hands.
By the time I entered the second month of my life, my parents had named me. Getting back to the updates by the time I was a month old I had settled down into a little more relaxed routine. I was totally relaxed but mom and granny looked really drained out and sleepy at all said times. I cannot understand why they kept telling everybody that I was not allowing them to get even an hour’s sleep neither in the day nor at nights.
A normal day in my life would begin somewhere around 6-7am. Mom would be all sleepy eyed when I woke up from my short nap and looked at her. She would just murmur something about not having a baby who loves to sleep. I would stretch out my little muscles which was tired after a night filled with activities and just look at mom and give her one of my best toothless smiles and there mom would just give me back one of her best smiles and just cuddle me and shower me with kisses……….(am I not a spoilt little brat)
After a feed and nappy change I would be ready to watch grand mom and grand dad do crazy things with their face and voice to make me smile. The spoilt brat that I am, I would try to act as though I’m not too impressed at their antics so that they do a bit more and there I would floor them with my toothless smile…………and there you will find them totally happy.
After entertaining them for sometime I would realize that mom is not to be seen around and as usual I would have no other option than to cry. There I would bring out the loudest of my voice and cry away to glory till mom runs to my side leaving her breakfast half finished to feed me.
Later in the day would be the time when I could exercise my lungs a little more….”Bath time”. Grand mom would apply oil and give me a bath and from the time she would start the process till I was put into fresh clothes and given a feed I would cry like there was no end to it………..but hey it was fun driving mom and grand mom mad.
Ok guys I’m getting a little too tired and sleepy I shall update the rest of my second month events tomorrow (yawn!!!!!)
(to be continued..........)
By the time I entered the second month of my life, my parents had named me. Getting back to the updates by the time I was a month old I had settled down into a little more relaxed routine. I was totally relaxed but mom and granny looked really drained out and sleepy at all said times. I cannot understand why they kept telling everybody that I was not allowing them to get even an hour’s sleep neither in the day nor at nights.
A normal day in my life would begin somewhere around 6-7am. Mom would be all sleepy eyed when I woke up from my short nap and looked at her. She would just murmur something about not having a baby who loves to sleep. I would stretch out my little muscles which was tired after a night filled with activities and just look at mom and give her one of my best toothless smiles and there mom would just give me back one of her best smiles and just cuddle me and shower me with kisses……….(am I not a spoilt little brat)
After a feed and nappy change I would be ready to watch grand mom and grand dad do crazy things with their face and voice to make me smile. The spoilt brat that I am, I would try to act as though I’m not too impressed at their antics so that they do a bit more and there I would floor them with my toothless smile…………and there you will find them totally happy.
After entertaining them for sometime I would realize that mom is not to be seen around and as usual I would have no other option than to cry. There I would bring out the loudest of my voice and cry away to glory till mom runs to my side leaving her breakfast half finished to feed me.
Later in the day would be the time when I could exercise my lungs a little more….”Bath time”. Grand mom would apply oil and give me a bath and from the time she would start the process till I was put into fresh clothes and given a feed I would cry like there was no end to it………..but hey it was fun driving mom and grand mom mad.
Ok guys I’m getting a little too tired and sleepy I shall update the rest of my second month events tomorrow (yawn!!!!!)
(to be continued..........)
Friday, November 23, 2007
Drivers In Bangalore
Truck Drivers:
You usually don't get to see them directly because they sit somewhere at an altitude. You can however identify the cabin crew by a frantically waving hand on the non-driver side. This hand belongs to a crew-member called 'cleaner' and all scholastic efforts till date have failed to decipher the symbolic meaning of these waving. It is however Safe to assume that these waving mean 'stay away'. Fortunately the trucks are prohibited from the arterial roads. But you can see them racing each other at 30 kmph and 31 kmph on the ring road. They successfully block the whole width of the road. It is advised that you take them over from left (yes, the wrong side) for, they wont let you pass from the right side anyway. The other advice is to keep away from them.
BMTC Drivers:
You can see them from a mile away from the distinguishing color and driving. It can be very dangerous and frustrating to follow a BMTC bus. The bus follows Heisenberg's uncertainty principle and at any instance you can not predict the speed AND the position correctly. One observation that might help the reader is that they always keep right between bus stops and move to left (well, almost) at bus stops. This is the apt opportunity for you to take the bus over and go stuck behind the next one. The drivers can be seen although mostly through the bus's rear view mirror. If you happen to see them directly through their window, be prepared to listen to advice (varies from motherly, fatherly to ultra indecent) for having taken them over in a dangerous fashion. While a normal bus can easily create a road block on any given road, there are special capacity joint-buses (called janti vaahana) which have an uncanny power of blocking up to 3 roads at a time at a junction.
Cab Drivers:
Characterized by red eyes, irritable nature, unkempt facial hair, constant honking even at stationary object! They always try to go at 80 kmph, assume the urgency of an ambulance and expect everyone else has less important job. Most of them do not sleep for days together and some of them are trying to compete with David Blain for stretching human limits. The author personally knows few cab drivers who do not have a habitat. They just keep a pair of spare uniform in the cab, eat sleep in the cab and use public bathrooms. Driving style of these indicates that many of them were auto rickshaw driver earlier. However, they still seem to carry the self image of an auto rickshaw and try to squeeze a MUV into the 1 meter gap between any two objects.
Car Drivers:
Characterized by creased foreheads. Having paid through their noses and fighting to pay the EMI, they are obsessive about their cars and want to make sure nobody bumps/scratches their car body. This sits on the mind perpetually and causes those creases on foreheads. Most pitiable class of drivers having the most to lose from the mistakes of other classes of drivers.
Auto Rickshaw Drivers:
Having stood over years as undisputed symbol for rash driving, they are unfortunately losing grounds to cab drivers. (Unfortunate because a rashly driven MUV is more dangerous than a rashly driven auto rickshaw). Auto rickshaws are the vehicles with most diverse speed ranges. They travel at speeds approaching zero when they have no passengers aboard and travel at speed of unto 3x108 m/s when a passenger is aboard. Analogous to the belief that "a cat can pass through any hole that is bigger than its skull" auto rickshaws can "pass through any gap that is wider than the headlight". They defy all laws of Physics. A typical auto driver sits with a calm and indifferent attitude of a formula-1 driver just before the race. Based on his age, he is a Rajkumar/Shankarnag/Darshan fan.
He feels strongly towards these actors and towards Karnataka and Kannada. In a surprising observation, many auto drivers refuse 1.5 times the meter reading after 10 PM if you are exiting from Ranga Shankara*. This is their humble way of commemorating their favorite star who made films like Auto-Raja.
* Ranga Shankara is a theater built in memory of late Shankar Nag and it is the place where all new dramas are staged first
Two Wheeler Drives:
The class in the most advantageous position. They consist of a variety of sub-populations like office goers, salesmen, mothers dropping children to school, college students, neighborhood store owner transporting about 1 ton weight on a moped, whole families of 4-5 children going on an outing etc. They usually mind their own business and do not cause inconvenience to other types of vehicles. They use all possible space on and around the road, including footpaths, medians, drainages, staircases etc and thus enhance infrastructure utilization .
"Borrowed the contents of the above post from another source.....found it too hilarious and close to reality that I had to post it here"
You usually don't get to see them directly because they sit somewhere at an altitude. You can however identify the cabin crew by a frantically waving hand on the non-driver side. This hand belongs to a crew-member called 'cleaner' and all scholastic efforts till date have failed to decipher the symbolic meaning of these waving. It is however Safe to assume that these waving mean 'stay away'. Fortunately the trucks are prohibited from the arterial roads. But you can see them racing each other at 30 kmph and 31 kmph on the ring road. They successfully block the whole width of the road. It is advised that you take them over from left (yes, the wrong side) for, they wont let you pass from the right side anyway. The other advice is to keep away from them.
BMTC Drivers:
You can see them from a mile away from the distinguishing color and driving. It can be very dangerous and frustrating to follow a BMTC bus. The bus follows Heisenberg's uncertainty principle and at any instance you can not predict the speed AND the position correctly. One observation that might help the reader is that they always keep right between bus stops and move to left (well, almost) at bus stops. This is the apt opportunity for you to take the bus over and go stuck behind the next one. The drivers can be seen although mostly through the bus's rear view mirror. If you happen to see them directly through their window, be prepared to listen to advice (varies from motherly, fatherly to ultra indecent) for having taken them over in a dangerous fashion. While a normal bus can easily create a road block on any given road, there are special capacity joint-buses (called janti vaahana) which have an uncanny power of blocking up to 3 roads at a time at a junction.
Cab Drivers:
Characterized by red eyes, irritable nature, unkempt facial hair, constant honking even at stationary object! They always try to go at 80 kmph, assume the urgency of an ambulance and expect everyone else has less important job. Most of them do not sleep for days together and some of them are trying to compete with David Blain for stretching human limits. The author personally knows few cab drivers who do not have a habitat. They just keep a pair of spare uniform in the cab, eat sleep in the cab and use public bathrooms. Driving style of these indicates that many of them were auto rickshaw driver earlier. However, they still seem to carry the self image of an auto rickshaw and try to squeeze a MUV into the 1 meter gap between any two objects.
Car Drivers:
Characterized by creased foreheads. Having paid through their noses and fighting to pay the EMI, they are obsessive about their cars and want to make sure nobody bumps/scratches their car body. This sits on the mind perpetually and causes those creases on foreheads. Most pitiable class of drivers having the most to lose from the mistakes of other classes of drivers.
Auto Rickshaw Drivers:
Having stood over years as undisputed symbol for rash driving, they are unfortunately losing grounds to cab drivers. (Unfortunate because a rashly driven MUV is more dangerous than a rashly driven auto rickshaw). Auto rickshaws are the vehicles with most diverse speed ranges. They travel at speeds approaching zero when they have no passengers aboard and travel at speed of unto 3x108 m/s when a passenger is aboard. Analogous to the belief that "a cat can pass through any hole that is bigger than its skull" auto rickshaws can "pass through any gap that is wider than the headlight". They defy all laws of Physics. A typical auto driver sits with a calm and indifferent attitude of a formula-1 driver just before the race. Based on his age, he is a Rajkumar/Shankarnag/Darshan fan.
He feels strongly towards these actors and towards Karnataka and Kannada. In a surprising observation, many auto drivers refuse 1.5 times the meter reading after 10 PM if you are exiting from Ranga Shankara*. This is their humble way of commemorating their favorite star who made films like Auto-Raja.
* Ranga Shankara is a theater built in memory of late Shankar Nag and it is the place where all new dramas are staged first
Two Wheeler Drives:
The class in the most advantageous position. They consist of a variety of sub-populations like office goers, salesmen, mothers dropping children to school, college students, neighborhood store owner transporting about 1 ton weight on a moped, whole families of 4-5 children going on an outing etc. They usually mind their own business and do not cause inconvenience to other types of vehicles. They use all possible space on and around the road, including footpaths, medians, drainages, staircases etc and thus enhance infrastructure utilization .
"Borrowed the contents of the above post from another source.....found it too hilarious and close to reality that I had to post it here"
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Shop Till You Drop..........
This I thought was just a phrase used by some of the leading stores to increase their sales. Not until I met this colleague of mine “R”. I have never seen anyone who has such a craze, time and of course money to shop……..
No one would believe the kind of craze she had, has and will forever continue to have for shopping. We work for a service industry where in we are required to be at work in uniforms. So we hardly had the need to shop for clothes. But this could not stop our dear Ms R. There was not a single weekend where she would not shop for at least a pair of dress. If it were not clothes then it would be some jewelry or shoes or some such nick-nacks…………………….she had a reason to shop every time.
The best part being that she would shop and then think that the particular dress or whatever she shopped for was not as good as she thought it was and then shop again to get over this feeling (sigh!!!!!!!!)Have you seen anyone like this??????
The reason I felt like writing a post on this was because of a conversation I had with her last weekend. She was to attend a wedding of a relative on Sunday and on Friday she was complaining to me that she did not have a “Good Sari” to wear for the said function. Here is how our conversation went:
R : Hey I don’t have a good sari to wear for the wedding on Sunday
Me: How come, did not buy anything for yourself for the wedding?
R : Actually(giving a sheepish smile ) I had bought a sari but you know what ……….
Me : Tell me dear………let the story come
R : The sari was a Blue one with a golden border ,I really liked it when I bought it and got the blouse stitched ,yesterday I just tried out the blouse to check out the fittings and guess what ?????
Me: I’m listening …….tell me
R : I just felt it did not look that grand for the occasion (in a very low tone)
(I was literally ROFL)
R : (in a sad tone) Now I want a sari that befits the occasion……………What do I do????????????? There is hardly any time left for me to buy a new one and get the blouse stitched……………………………
By the end of the conversation I was laughing out so much that I had tears in my eyes. Dear R - I know you would read this and chase me all around the place to beat me up. But dear I just could not stop myself from letting people know about this crazy Friend on mine.
Does anybody out there have a similar habit or met someone with a similar habit…………please do let me know.
No one would believe the kind of craze she had, has and will forever continue to have for shopping. We work for a service industry where in we are required to be at work in uniforms. So we hardly had the need to shop for clothes. But this could not stop our dear Ms R. There was not a single weekend where she would not shop for at least a pair of dress. If it were not clothes then it would be some jewelry or shoes or some such nick-nacks…………………….she had a reason to shop every time.
The best part being that she would shop and then think that the particular dress or whatever she shopped for was not as good as she thought it was and then shop again to get over this feeling (sigh!!!!!!!!)Have you seen anyone like this??????
The reason I felt like writing a post on this was because of a conversation I had with her last weekend. She was to attend a wedding of a relative on Sunday and on Friday she was complaining to me that she did not have a “Good Sari” to wear for the said function. Here is how our conversation went:
R : Hey I don’t have a good sari to wear for the wedding on Sunday
Me: How come, did not buy anything for yourself for the wedding?
R : Actually(giving a sheepish smile ) I had bought a sari but you know what ……….
Me : Tell me dear………let the story come
R : The sari was a Blue one with a golden border ,I really liked it when I bought it and got the blouse stitched ,yesterday I just tried out the blouse to check out the fittings and guess what ?????
Me: I’m listening …….tell me
R : I just felt it did not look that grand for the occasion (in a very low tone)
(I was literally ROFL)
R : (in a sad tone) Now I want a sari that befits the occasion……………What do I do????????????? There is hardly any time left for me to buy a new one and get the blouse stitched……………………………
By the end of the conversation I was laughing out so much that I had tears in my eyes. Dear R - I know you would read this and chase me all around the place to beat me up. But dear I just could not stop myself from letting people know about this crazy Friend on mine.
Does anybody out there have a similar habit or met someone with a similar habit…………please do let me know.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
A Nostalgic Day
November 14 is a day that brings a lot of nostalgic memories to my mind…………….”Children’s Day” .It takes me back to my school and college days.
Back at school it was a day we would start looking forward to probably from the beginning of the academic year. It was a day when we would get freedom from the boring routine of wearing a uniform to school, instead go wearing (ok ………flaunting) a colorful dress. Most of the times for me it would be a dress that mom would have stitched…so the reason to flaunt it was even more :D
Another reason to look forward to this day was to see how our dear old Teachers tried to keep us entertained throughout the day with different cultural program’s planned and executed by them. Adding a dash of seasoning to it was the games organized for us and the most anticipated event was a kind of trekking to the tiny forest kind of plantations used by the defense personel behind our school…………………..oh! those were some awesome days (sigh!!!!!)
College days were not as enjoyable as the school days. ……………But are still memorable ones. The day was celebrated with an ethnic name given to it “Gurukul”. Where the college was transformed into an ancient Gurukul kind of atmosphere .The common meeting area would be taken over by some huts made of hay and bamboo sticks. The college looked so adorable to look at. This was further highlighted with many music and dance programs planned and performed by our lecturer’s .I still remember one lecturer singing the famous song from the movie “Sharmili” which was originally sung by the legendry Kishore Kumar “Khilte hain gul yahan” But when the said lecturer sung it ,it turned out to be something like this “Khilte hain gulu yahan, milthe hain dilu yahan” We friend's still laugh out aloud at the very thought of it…………………….
Now I have started looking forward to this day again as I have a little angel in my life. I know she would have some similar experiences in the years to come. Just one hope that she would be able to know the importance of the day is just not limited to the fun she will have in school/college but to remember the great person “Jawaharlal Nehru “ who loved children beyond words can express and whose birthday is celebrated as “Children’s Day”.
Wake up the child in you atleast this day of the year "Happy Children's Day"
Back at school it was a day we would start looking forward to probably from the beginning of the academic year. It was a day when we would get freedom from the boring routine of wearing a uniform to school, instead go wearing (ok ………flaunting) a colorful dress. Most of the times for me it would be a dress that mom would have stitched…so the reason to flaunt it was even more :D
Another reason to look forward to this day was to see how our dear old Teachers tried to keep us entertained throughout the day with different cultural program’s planned and executed by them. Adding a dash of seasoning to it was the games organized for us and the most anticipated event was a kind of trekking to the tiny forest kind of plantations used by the defense personel behind our school…………………..oh! those were some awesome days (sigh!!!!!)
College days were not as enjoyable as the school days. ……………But are still memorable ones. The day was celebrated with an ethnic name given to it “Gurukul”. Where the college was transformed into an ancient Gurukul kind of atmosphere .The common meeting area would be taken over by some huts made of hay and bamboo sticks. The college looked so adorable to look at. This was further highlighted with many music and dance programs planned and performed by our lecturer’s .I still remember one lecturer singing the famous song from the movie “Sharmili” which was originally sung by the legendry Kishore Kumar “Khilte hain gul yahan” But when the said lecturer sung it ,it turned out to be something like this “Khilte hain gulu yahan, milthe hain dilu yahan” We friend's still laugh out aloud at the very thought of it…………………….
Now I have started looking forward to this day again as I have a little angel in my life. I know she would have some similar experiences in the years to come. Just one hope that she would be able to know the importance of the day is just not limited to the fun she will have in school/college but to remember the great person “Jawaharlal Nehru “ who loved children beyond words can express and whose birthday is celebrated as “Children’s Day”.
Wake up the child in you atleast this day of the year "Happy Children's Day"
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Going To Mis You....
Joy and sorrow always go hand in hand they say.......
When Jelly first started to roll over I was really excited and felt like am at the top of the world - after all my little baby had achieved her first milestone, but with that dawned the sad feeling that she is no longer completely dependent on me.
There were tougher times ahead - she would roll over the moment she was put down. I would put her on the bed for a diaper change and even before I could pick up the diaper, there she would be - already on her tummy giving me a toothless grin………………..
I would put her down for a feed and even before I could start feeding her she would have rolled over and start searching for me… :-(
Then came the next stage - she started crawling…actually she started crawling and sitting around the same time. So it was double excitement for us. But as I said with happiness came the sad part that our little bundle of joy was quickly turning out to be a naughty little one. Her waking hours go in crawling towards everything inedible around and popping it into her mouth in a fraction of a second. If she is not doing this you will find her holding on to anything within her reach or trying to reach something just out of her reach with the intention of hoisting herself up.
But the moment I was looking forward to and also dreaded has just come………………my little Jelly is sprouting her first “Baby tooth”. Yes you heard me right - I will not get to see her cute toothless smile any more.
Oh!!!!!!!!!!! That beautiful and innocent toothless smile will soon be a thing of the past, and this phase is to never come back (Gulp!!!). My baby - I’m going to miss that phase of your life sooooooooooooooo much.
When Jelly first started to roll over I was really excited and felt like am at the top of the world - after all my little baby had achieved her first milestone, but with that dawned the sad feeling that she is no longer completely dependent on me.
There were tougher times ahead - she would roll over the moment she was put down. I would put her on the bed for a diaper change and even before I could pick up the diaper, there she would be - already on her tummy giving me a toothless grin………………..
I would put her down for a feed and even before I could start feeding her she would have rolled over and start searching for me… :-(
Then came the next stage - she started crawling…actually she started crawling and sitting around the same time. So it was double excitement for us. But as I said with happiness came the sad part that our little bundle of joy was quickly turning out to be a naughty little one. Her waking hours go in crawling towards everything inedible around and popping it into her mouth in a fraction of a second. If she is not doing this you will find her holding on to anything within her reach or trying to reach something just out of her reach with the intention of hoisting herself up.
But the moment I was looking forward to and also dreaded has just come………………my little Jelly is sprouting her first “Baby tooth”. Yes you heard me right - I will not get to see her cute toothless smile any more.
Oh!!!!!!!!!!! That beautiful and innocent toothless smile will soon be a thing of the past, and this phase is to never come back (Gulp!!!). My baby - I’m going to miss that phase of your life sooooooooooooooo much.
Saturday, November 3, 2007
A Walk Down Memory Lane..........
A walk down memory lane…….
It’s been 10 months since Jelly has been a part of this world and it just feels like yesterday. These 10 months have taught me so many new lessons. It’s made me much more patient, more attached to someone than I have ever been {the only other exception being SM of course} and of cos - much more stressed out that I have ever been in my entire life……..
Let me bring out my experience of being a mom one month at a time. So here comes the experience of first month
Born on a cool January morning she was the most beautiful ray of sunshine that ever touched SM’s and my life. Oh!! How perfect nature’s creation looked…..She looked like a fluffy pink cotton candy too delicate to touch and just too irresistible to bite into :D
Ok, back to the main topic - she was the most peaceful baby around - not a whimper, not the slightest indication of the storm that was to start in a few hours. Like I said she was too good to be true. She did not want a feed or change for the whole day!!!!!!!! But I guess life has to come to a full circle. When I just started feeling proud of “what a silent “daughter I have, she brought me out of that trance with a terrific jolt. Once she started wailing in the evening there was no stopping her :(
From that day my sleepless nights and restless days started. She would never sleep at nights, she just kept wailing as though something was hurting her real bad. The days were no better either cause madam did not enjoy her bath one bit, right from the moment her bath started till she was fed after the ordeal, she would cry so loudly that my neighbors knew her bath time ;)
The moment she would sleep I would try to just stretch my aching muscles and get some rest, she would wake up wailing for a feed or a change….so in short the first month went by in getting used to a 24/7 schedule .Unfortunately that schedule still remains quite the same : (
Anybody out there who shares a similar experience? Please tell I’m not the only one who has had to go through this………………………..
It’s been 10 months since Jelly has been a part of this world and it just feels like yesterday. These 10 months have taught me so many new lessons. It’s made me much more patient, more attached to someone than I have ever been {the only other exception being SM of course} and of cos - much more stressed out that I have ever been in my entire life……..
Let me bring out my experience of being a mom one month at a time. So here comes the experience of first month
Born on a cool January morning she was the most beautiful ray of sunshine that ever touched SM’s and my life. Oh!! How perfect nature’s creation looked…..She looked like a fluffy pink cotton candy too delicate to touch and just too irresistible to bite into :D
Ok, back to the main topic - she was the most peaceful baby around - not a whimper, not the slightest indication of the storm that was to start in a few hours. Like I said she was too good to be true. She did not want a feed or change for the whole day!!!!!!!! But I guess life has to come to a full circle. When I just started feeling proud of “what a silent “daughter I have, she brought me out of that trance with a terrific jolt. Once she started wailing in the evening there was no stopping her :(
From that day my sleepless nights and restless days started. She would never sleep at nights, she just kept wailing as though something was hurting her real bad. The days were no better either cause madam did not enjoy her bath one bit, right from the moment her bath started till she was fed after the ordeal, she would cry so loudly that my neighbors knew her bath time ;)
The moment she would sleep I would try to just stretch my aching muscles and get some rest, she would wake up wailing for a feed or a change….so in short the first month went by in getting used to a 24/7 schedule .Unfortunately that schedule still remains quite the same : (
Anybody out there who shares a similar experience? Please tell I’m not the only one who has had to go through this………………………..
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
My Busy Life -1
My my what a tiring day I have and people just don’t seem to understand it …………….
After a totally tiring night how can you expect me to be in the best of my mood?????? Now u would ask how could I have a tiring night, well………….i had to wake up more than 4-5 times during the night ……….why?…..well ……..cause I was feeling a little too hungry and WTH how can mom and dad sleep when they are supposed to spend some time playing with me???????????
They just don’t seem to understand me ….
Mom (in a sleepy tone) “What is your problem my dear can’t u sleep like how other kids do?”
Jelly (in my thoughts) “No way!!!!Are there any set rules that all kids are supposed to sleep night???”
Dad (in a grumpy voice)”You are such a devil at night…Why not do all these antics of yours in the day time??????”
Jelly (again in my thoughts) “Are u around in the day for me to show all this ??????”
After a tiresome night like this when I feel like having a peaceful nap in the cozy comforts of mom’s arms, she wakes up and get ready to start her day!!!!!
I don’t know what’s the hurry to give me a bath when I’m totally feeling tired after the completely eventful night…So here I am wailing away to glory to just be put into my cradle and have a peaceful Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz, Ok guys “Good Night”……………. err all right “Good Day” for you folks. Mom will update you with the latest news in my world or rather Our world
After a totally tiring night how can you expect me to be in the best of my mood?????? Now u would ask how could I have a tiring night, well………….i had to wake up more than 4-5 times during the night ……….why?…..well ……..cause I was feeling a little too hungry and WTH how can mom and dad sleep when they are supposed to spend some time playing with me???????????
They just don’t seem to understand me ….
Mom (in a sleepy tone) “What is your problem my dear can’t u sleep like how other kids do?”
Jelly (in my thoughts) “No way!!!!Are there any set rules that all kids are supposed to sleep night???”
Dad (in a grumpy voice)”You are such a devil at night…Why not do all these antics of yours in the day time??????”
Jelly (again in my thoughts) “Are u around in the day for me to show all this ??????”
After a tiresome night like this when I feel like having a peaceful nap in the cozy comforts of mom’s arms, she wakes up and get ready to start her day!!!!!
I don’t know what’s the hurry to give me a bath when I’m totally feeling tired after the completely eventful night…So here I am wailing away to glory to just be put into my cradle and have a peaceful Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz, Ok guys “Good Night”……………. err all right “Good Day” for you folks. Mom will update you with the latest news in my world or rather Our world
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Lost.........
Started my blog with so much excitement but today I felt my mind going totally blank as to what should I write about????????
Its not that I have to put in a new post everyday but there seems to be so many thoughts going on in my mind that I’m really not able to decide as to what I should put in here ….
Today I feel a little disconnected from the world……..a little less connected. Its one of those days when u feel low about something but u try to figure out what is it that’s making u feel low and u feel blank
Its been a normal day so far with waking up seeing Jelly in deep sleep ……on her tummy…..with her mouth a little open………..Oh how cute she looks……….how innocent she looks……….but the moment she wakes up its back to reality as to how behind an innocent face a tiny little devil can hide :D
But hey just the thought of her is helping me cheer up……..rather I feel totally recharged for the rest of the day. Oh!!!!!!! kids how they seem to be blessed with the power to bring light into the darkest corners of our lives.
Its not that I have to put in a new post everyday but there seems to be so many thoughts going on in my mind that I’m really not able to decide as to what I should put in here ….
Today I feel a little disconnected from the world……..a little less connected. Its one of those days when u feel low about something but u try to figure out what is it that’s making u feel low and u feel blank
Its been a normal day so far with waking up seeing Jelly in deep sleep ……on her tummy…..with her mouth a little open………..Oh how cute she looks……….how innocent she looks……….but the moment she wakes up its back to reality as to how behind an innocent face a tiny little devil can hide :D
But hey just the thought of her is helping me cheer up……..rather I feel totally recharged for the rest of the day. Oh!!!!!!! kids how they seem to be blessed with the power to bring light into the darkest corners of our lives.
Monday, October 29, 2007
Just Born!!!!!!!!!
This day would be forever marked in my mind .....................OK probably only for a few days or months........... as the day I finally found the courage to start a blog of my own. Yes "at last" cause this thought has been going on in my mind for the past few months.
The first time I felt this urge was probably when I read the "out of the heart" postings from many moms. Yes I'm a new mom .....well not exactly new, about 10 months old.
A normal day in my life just goes between work and spending some quality time with my little one whom I would refer as "Jelly"and my better half "SM"cause between the three of us he is the "Silent Man".
Wunderyearz is my little blog space where I would put forward as the title suggests - wonder years of my daughter with a dash of spice from my day to day life.
Don't know how far I would be good at putting my thoughts into words........... but would do it as I would, while talking to an old friend......
The first time I felt this urge was probably when I read the "out of the heart" postings from many moms. Yes I'm a new mom .....well not exactly new, about 10 months old.
A normal day in my life just goes between work and spending some quality time with my little one whom I would refer as "Jelly"and my better half "SM"cause between the three of us he is the "Silent Man".
Wunderyearz is my little blog space where I would put forward as the title suggests - wonder years of my daughter with a dash of spice from my day to day life.
Don't know how far I would be good at putting my thoughts into words........... but would do it as I would, while talking to an old friend......
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