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..........)
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
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………………………..
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