Tagged by Aryan’s mom. Get a closer look at my A-Z’s
A - Available? Yes any time but only for SM and Jelly
B-Best friend: SM for sure
C-Cake or Pie? Cake Cake and only Cake and only Chocolate Cake
D-Drink of choice: Cold Coffee
E-Essential thing used everyday: Besides clothes my deo
F-Favorite color: Black
G-Gummi bears or worms: Gummi bears for sure
H-Hometown: Kerala
I-Indulgence: Pastries-Could die or kill for it.
J-January or February: Jan, Jelly dear was born in Jan
K-Kids and names: One and only one Jelly
L-Life is incomplete without: My love, Jelly, family and friends
M-Marriage date: June 1
N-Number of siblings: None, my parents were not ready to take up another risk :D
O-Oranges or apples: Oranges
P-Phobias: Do you think I will let out the secret
Q-Quote: “Live life like there is no tomorrow”
R-Reason to smile: All that I have in life today
S-Season: Winter, can snuggle up with SM on the pretext of the weather ;-)
T-Tag three people: Any three people who read my blog , one for sure being Shruthi
U-Unknown fact about me: I’m a human
V-Vegetable you do not like: Tomatoes
W-Worst habit: Want to lose weight but cannot stop my craving for desserts
X-x-rays you have had: Chest
Y-Your favorite food: Chicken Biryani(just the thought of it makes my mouth water)
Z-Zodiac: Leo the lioness
Phew!! Done with it. My God Aryan’s mom you surely gave me a brain massage.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
Reflections Of My Mind
Never been a movie buff, but this weekend got to watch a movie that just touched my heart. Not one to feel emotional after watching a movie but this movie just made me sit back and think “How much every single family has to sit together and watch this one".
I’m speaking about “Taare Zameen Pe”. Not giving a review of the movie out here. Just felt like putting up a post on how close to our hearts this movie can get. It’s not one for people who just want some masala entertainment for 2-3 hours.
Aamir Khan has played the role of the teacher very well but it is Darsheel Safary who brings out the over pressurized child in every one of us. Not sure if he understood the kind of role he is playing but he has lived the character to the best of his ability. Agreed they have made the movie with a little bit of the Bollywood masala to keep the crowd on their seats but otherwise it’s a movie that raises many questions in our minds.
We as humans have so much of expectations from people close to us. Our parents had and still have high expectations from us. They want us to be the best in all that we lay our hands on. It’s not about my parents or some other parents in particular. To be really frank even I and SM already seem to be having some expectations from Jelly, not academically. We expect her be much more well behaved, without throwing tantrums in the public. We expect her to be like other kids who are very friendly with every stranger or even be more manageable at nights etc.
When is it that we start expecting things from our children? The movie made me look at Jelly in a totally new light. As a completely different individual, someone who already has a mind of her own. And hey she is just over a year old and how could we expect her to behave like a mature adult. She is still not old enough to even speak out what she is going through. When we go out on a long outing she gets cranky after a while. It can just be that she is tired or hungry or not feeling comfortable to sleep with a lot a noise in the background…….It could just be anything. But we get frustrated that our outing is not happening as we had planned and get all worked up. Is this not having crazy expectations from a 1 year old?
Not sure if I have been able to convey the kind of feelings or thoughts I had in my mind when I started typing this post. But just felt like sharing my thoughts in random to people who are brave enough to read my blog. But if you have a few hours to spare do watch this movie it might just change your perspective on how to raise your children.
I’m speaking about “Taare Zameen Pe”. Not giving a review of the movie out here. Just felt like putting up a post on how close to our hearts this movie can get. It’s not one for people who just want some masala entertainment for 2-3 hours.
Aamir Khan has played the role of the teacher very well but it is Darsheel Safary who brings out the over pressurized child in every one of us. Not sure if he understood the kind of role he is playing but he has lived the character to the best of his ability. Agreed they have made the movie with a little bit of the Bollywood masala to keep the crowd on their seats but otherwise it’s a movie that raises many questions in our minds.
We as humans have so much of expectations from people close to us. Our parents had and still have high expectations from us. They want us to be the best in all that we lay our hands on. It’s not about my parents or some other parents in particular. To be really frank even I and SM already seem to be having some expectations from Jelly, not academically. We expect her be much more well behaved, without throwing tantrums in the public. We expect her to be like other kids who are very friendly with every stranger or even be more manageable at nights etc.
When is it that we start expecting things from our children? The movie made me look at Jelly in a totally new light. As a completely different individual, someone who already has a mind of her own. And hey she is just over a year old and how could we expect her to behave like a mature adult. She is still not old enough to even speak out what she is going through. When we go out on a long outing she gets cranky after a while. It can just be that she is tired or hungry or not feeling comfortable to sleep with a lot a noise in the background…….It could just be anything. But we get frustrated that our outing is not happening as we had planned and get all worked up. Is this not having crazy expectations from a 1 year old?
Not sure if I have been able to convey the kind of feelings or thoughts I had in my mind when I started typing this post. But just felt like sharing my thoughts in random to people who are brave enough to read my blog. But if you have a few hours to spare do watch this movie it might just change your perspective on how to raise your children.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
A Beautiful Evening
It was a beautiful evening. The sun was just a soft glow far away in the horizon. The clouds just seemed to be pushing the sun out of view at one end of the sky. At the other end the moon was pushing aside the clouds and coming into view and making us feel its presence. Birds were chirping and in a mad rush to reach their nests and call it a day.
I sat by the window a hot cup of coffee in my hands. Soothing music played in the background. Somewhere far away I could hear the whistle of a train as it made its way past the busy city.
Life could not be better than this. The peace that was surrounding me was too good to be true. Never felt so relaxed after Jelly was born. Nothing on this earth could spoil this time I was spending with myself.
All of a sudden I felt a sharp pain on my right forearm. What was it that was causing this severe pain? I could feel the blood rushing down from my brain into my hands. I did not know if I was bleeding. But I was unable to see anything. Why was it so dark all of a sudden? Why was I feeling this haunting silence all around? What was happening?
Right in between all this confusion I could feel something tender touch me and from the corner of my eye I found Jelly sitting up in between her sleep and take a good portion of my skin in her tiny hands and give me a sharp pinch. That’s when I came back to reality and realized what peace I felt earlier was just a “Dream” and the sharp pain I felt was Jelly trying to wake me up asking for her midnight feed (sigh!)
I sat by the window a hot cup of coffee in my hands. Soothing music played in the background. Somewhere far away I could hear the whistle of a train as it made its way past the busy city.
Life could not be better than this. The peace that was surrounding me was too good to be true. Never felt so relaxed after Jelly was born. Nothing on this earth could spoil this time I was spending with myself.
All of a sudden I felt a sharp pain on my right forearm. What was it that was causing this severe pain? I could feel the blood rushing down from my brain into my hands. I did not know if I was bleeding. But I was unable to see anything. Why was it so dark all of a sudden? Why was I feeling this haunting silence all around? What was happening?
Right in between all this confusion I could feel something tender touch me and from the corner of my eye I found Jelly sitting up in between her sleep and take a good portion of my skin in her tiny hands and give me a sharp pinch. That’s when I came back to reality and realized what peace I felt earlier was just a “Dream” and the sharp pain I felt was Jelly trying to wake me up asking for her midnight feed (sigh!)
Monday, January 14, 2008
Picture of the year 2007
Taken up a tag from Shruthi of http://nychthemeron.blogspot.com/ and posting my favorite picture of the year 2007.
A sunset shot taken from the banks of the backwaters in Kerala.
A sunset shot taken from the banks of the backwaters in Kerala.
The reason I chose this picture as the picture of the past year……….The first vacation taken out with family and friends after “Jelly” was born. Another reason I chose this picture was because I got into the frame a houseboat sailing by as the sun was getting all ready to take a dip into the peaceful ocean far away.
We had a great vacation both at the houseboat and the resort. During the 4 days of the vacation we lost complete touch with the outer world, we were forever surrounded by water and just water. Jelly totally freaked out at the kids pool in the resort, she was just 8 months old but still managed to have a blast.
It will be one vacation that will remain in my memory forever……………..
Anybody reading this could take up the tag and let us enter your world through your pictures.
Monday, January 7, 2008
Birthday Bash!!
Hi everyone, it’s me Jelly again. I just sneaked in here to put up a post on my birthday bash without mom’s knowledge. She’s busy back at work so thought I will do the honors.
My day (or rather midnight) started on a very sweet note. I guess it was somewhere close to 1am. Mom was fast asleep and I just started feeling hungry, so I sat up and tried to wake mom out of her slumber. But hey, what's the fun in waking her up so peacefully ;-). So I just clear my throat and let out a loud wail. Mom literally sat up in shock, put me back to my sleeping position filled my empty stomach and patted me back to sleep. When she thought I have slept, she quietly placed a loving kiss on my cheek and said ”Happy Birthday Sweetie”. That was the first time I heard those words ”Happy Birthday”. I went back to sleep not able to understand what it meant.
It was around 6:40 in the morning when mom woke up and whispered in my ear that I was born into this world last year around the same time on the same date and again wished me “Happy Birthday”. That’s when I started getting an idea what it all meant. I just went back to sleep and knowing that today being a Sunday mom will not rush to work. I had a very deep sleep till 8 am. Daddy sneaked into the room when i was still slepping (that's what they think)and gently planted some kisses on my cheeks and forehead and said "Oh!! see our baby is already a year old" and just kept looking at me with all the love in his heart. It’s only when mom pushed aside the curtains and let the morning sun rays to enter the room that I woke up(officially ;-) ).
After going upstairs grandpa and grandmom came over and wished me. I had my share of tit bits from everybody’s breakfast plate, crawled around the whole house, especially the kitchen where there was a lot of work happening in a hurry (and lot of things for me to pick up and throw :D )
Mom was busy answering phone calls and telling “Thank you” to so many people. All were asking for me but the cruel mom that she is, did not give the phone to my hands, she switched on the speaker and let me hear their voices and let me tell things I wanted to tell them. Unfortunately no body could understand what I was trying to tell .So mom helped them out by telling what she could understand (sigh!!! the pain of being a child).
After a bath and feed I just started feeling so tired and sleepy that I slept almost immediately. After more than an hour’s sleep I woke up to see mom blowing air into balloons. Yippie!!! Balloons they are so colorful, I just love them. But dad and mom would not let me touch them at first, but you know how adamant I can get at times (he he he) So mom was forced to give 1 balloon into my hands. Then dad and mom took me to the room where all of them keep eating, they call it something like “Dining area”. I was in for a big surprise the room that is quite boring for me on any day looked very bright and colorful with balloons and streamers. Mom told me the streamer hanging on the wall read “Happy Birthday”.
A little later mom and dad went out and came back with a huge box. When they opened the box I found the most adorable “Phoooo” (Winnie the phoo) on a cake. With the cake came so many people, some whom I have met earlier some whom I have never seen before. My grandparents (mom’s mom and dad) also came along. Mummy made me wear a beautiful pink frock. They lit a candle on the cake and asked me to blow it (phew!! A tough job for me) Then mom and dad held my hand and made me cut the cake.
Then came the yummy part of the day…..one after the other all of them fed me bits of the cake, which I totally enjoyed. The rest of the day went on equally great with loads of friends and relatives of mom and dad coming over, wishing me and giving me so many gifts. Even though mom and dad kept telling everybody on the phone that we are not having a party, people kept coming in till late in the night.
I never thought that “Birthdays” are so much fun else I would have asked dad and mom to keep my birthday every other day ;-)
PS: Overheard Dad telling mom yesterday - Now that “Jelly” has completed a year we could give her a few whacks if she gets very troublesome. That’s a little scary for me. Please friends, tell mummy and daddy not to do anything like that cause I’m the most adorable and loveable child in town.
My day (or rather midnight) started on a very sweet note. I guess it was somewhere close to 1am. Mom was fast asleep and I just started feeling hungry, so I sat up and tried to wake mom out of her slumber. But hey, what's the fun in waking her up so peacefully ;-). So I just clear my throat and let out a loud wail. Mom literally sat up in shock, put me back to my sleeping position filled my empty stomach and patted me back to sleep. When she thought I have slept, she quietly placed a loving kiss on my cheek and said ”Happy Birthday Sweetie”. That was the first time I heard those words ”Happy Birthday”. I went back to sleep not able to understand what it meant.
It was around 6:40 in the morning when mom woke up and whispered in my ear that I was born into this world last year around the same time on the same date and again wished me “Happy Birthday”. That’s when I started getting an idea what it all meant. I just went back to sleep and knowing that today being a Sunday mom will not rush to work. I had a very deep sleep till 8 am. Daddy sneaked into the room when i was still slepping (that's what they think)and gently planted some kisses on my cheeks and forehead and said "Oh!! see our baby is already a year old" and just kept looking at me with all the love in his heart. It’s only when mom pushed aside the curtains and let the morning sun rays to enter the room that I woke up(officially ;-) ).
After going upstairs grandpa and grandmom came over and wished me. I had my share of tit bits from everybody’s breakfast plate, crawled around the whole house, especially the kitchen where there was a lot of work happening in a hurry (and lot of things for me to pick up and throw :D )
Mom was busy answering phone calls and telling “Thank you” to so many people. All were asking for me but the cruel mom that she is, did not give the phone to my hands, she switched on the speaker and let me hear their voices and let me tell things I wanted to tell them. Unfortunately no body could understand what I was trying to tell .So mom helped them out by telling what she could understand (sigh!!! the pain of being a child).
After a bath and feed I just started feeling so tired and sleepy that I slept almost immediately. After more than an hour’s sleep I woke up to see mom blowing air into balloons. Yippie!!! Balloons they are so colorful, I just love them. But dad and mom would not let me touch them at first, but you know how adamant I can get at times (he he he) So mom was forced to give 1 balloon into my hands. Then dad and mom took me to the room where all of them keep eating, they call it something like “Dining area”. I was in for a big surprise the room that is quite boring for me on any day looked very bright and colorful with balloons and streamers. Mom told me the streamer hanging on the wall read “Happy Birthday”.
A little later mom and dad went out and came back with a huge box. When they opened the box I found the most adorable “Phoooo” (Winnie the phoo) on a cake. With the cake came so many people, some whom I have met earlier some whom I have never seen before. My grandparents (mom’s mom and dad) also came along. Mummy made me wear a beautiful pink frock. They lit a candle on the cake and asked me to blow it (phew!! A tough job for me) Then mom and dad held my hand and made me cut the cake.
Then came the yummy part of the day…..one after the other all of them fed me bits of the cake, which I totally enjoyed. The rest of the day went on equally great with loads of friends and relatives of mom and dad coming over, wishing me and giving me so many gifts. Even though mom and dad kept telling everybody on the phone that we are not having a party, people kept coming in till late in the night.
I never thought that “Birthdays” are so much fun else I would have asked dad and mom to keep my birthday every other day ;-)
PS: Overheard Dad telling mom yesterday - Now that “Jelly” has completed a year we could give her a few whacks if she gets very troublesome. That’s a little scary for me. Please friends, tell mummy and daddy not to do anything like that cause I’m the most adorable and loveable child in town.
Friday, January 4, 2008
A Year gone by........
Looking back at year 2007,it was one that had a lot of anticipations, hopes, and fears, learning, a lot of understanding and the best one, being a mother.
If I just look back to last year this time - I was counting days, hours and minutes to my due date. The date given was 7 Jan but people around put me into the waiting mode right from mid December. So by the time it was Jan I just wanted things to happen soon. But the little devil that Jelly is, she decided to come only a day prior to my due date.
Becoming a mother just put me on a roller-coaster ride. Plenty of ups and downs and unexpected twists and turns (Sigh!!!!!) I know that this is just the starting phase and I have a lot more to see and experience.
Its been a year since my dear “SM” gradually transformed from a totally silent person to the “Dad” who sings and dances for his daughter (LOL) It’s a big shock for me cause for the 8-9 years that I have known him, its unlike him to hum a song or tap his feet to some music. If ever he did hum a song it would be when only the both of us were around. But now I truly cherish those moments when “Jelly” would be cranky at meal times and just to make her laugh and eat her food he would try to shake his body to the tunes of Himesh Reshamiya, Kailash Kher and many more like that.
He gets angry with “Jelly” when she gets a little too fussy or irritated. But if I get a little angry on her or scold her when she gets unruly, he scolds me saying ‘Why are you getting angry on my poor darling, she‘s only a baby….”(Uff!!!!!!)
“Jelly” is going to be a year old this weekend and it just feels like a few moments ago I had her in my hands for the very first time. She hates crowds and so we thought of sparing her from the pain of a “Birthday Party”. It’s just going to be a silent day with just both the set of grandparents and us(something she truly enjoys the most)
As we are already nearing the first weekend of this year I look forward to a year in which “Jelly” would become a more independent than the previous year. She would learn to take life in the best way. Learn many more new things, be able to express herself better, and most important grow up to be a great human being.
"Happy New Year" everyone……………
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