Pictures and Memories

Its amazing how a few pictures can bring about a barrage of memories…

Some of the most cherished moments that perk up my mood are the ones in columbus with friends…

My simple Pooja place:

When friends came over to help for the only Anniv party we ever hosted!

House all set for the party:

When great fun was had ravishing the good food at parties

Going out to eat Dunkin Donuts/Chipotle at whim and fancy – Hubby and friends eating Donuts for dinner on competition!

The riverside – when I first saw it frozen (I was so surprised to see the river frozen!), all the times we just drove down for some nice air/chat/snack parties (when friends and food are found – thats the best party ever)

Finally, My very first kitchen – when I moved in after a week’s stay at the hotel and friends hosted a housewarming for me with Gulab jamuns and then a visit to the temple…

An uncle had once said: Make memories – as many as you can,those that you can dig into and find happiness when things are not going great – I think when I feel down, these are the memories that I would want to dig into, to keep me going…

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Seekho Na…

Listening to some song of Shubha Mudgal on the way to work – I remembered this song that I really loved then. Lovely lyrics, beautifully shot video. (Oh! Directed by Pradeep Sarkar – No wonder…)

And this one too – The power of “Jamke Barse Zara”…

These songs have made my day, and Im going to keep smiling all day today 🙂 – The next 2 songs that are going to be on my ipod soon…

How Parents become Grand parents…

Scene 1: Thatha 1:
Chutku needs nasal drops for the nose block. Its just simple saline drops that clears his nasal passage and helps him breathe easy. So, while I left the drops with my dad with instructions to use it if required, here was the conversation:

Dad: But he doesnt like it. Poor fellow will cry.
Me: Ofcourse he doesnt like it! Who likes it if water is squirted into their nose?
Dad: Then why do you want me to put it? I will just carry him around until he feels better.
Me: But that wont help – You better use it if required.
Dad: Isnt there anything else – instead of making him uncomfortable?Poor fellow…
Me: Dad! Why are you acting like this? Its not going to hurt him! What about all the times you put me face down on your lap and squeezed those pus filled boils on my back? What do you think? – It didnt hurt me then?!! These nose drops dont even hurt!
Dad: But then I was a Dad, now Im Grand-Dad!
Me: Huh??!!!

Scene 2:Thatha 2:
In the car with FIL and MIL. FIL is driving and MIL is carrying Chutku on her lap. Chutku is trying every antic possible to grab the office car pass hanging from the rear view mirror, trying to grab the gear, pulling random sheet of paper lying on the dash-board.
MIL: My God! This fellow is so squirmy! Im unable to handle him!
Me: Give him back to me, amma – its better with him sitting in the back.
MIL passes him back to me and he begins to howl – not happy with the change of place.
Me: Chutku, keep quiet(trying to distract him)
Continues to howl…
Me: Chutku (A little louder) stop that, you cant get away with this kind of stubborn-ness.
FIL: You let him be! He will learn as he grows up. He’s just a baby.
Me: But Appa, he has to be disciplined. I cant let him get away with this kind of behaviour.
Me (to chutku):Stop it. Once you begin to understand, if you continue to do this, I will give you one tight slap. This kind of stubborn-ness is just-not-done…

FIL: You will get it from me – if you even raise a finger at my Grand son!
Me: Huh????!!!!

And this, from the man, whose son still thinks twice before saying something contrary. A man who didnt hesitate to discipline his own children in more ways than one! He still scolds hubby if he finds something not up to the mark or if hubby gets stubborn when required!

What Grandparent-hood (Does a word like this exist?) makes to grown men… they turn into this gooey mushy marsh mellows when it comes to grand children! Us, children, would’ve never seen them in this avataar!!

Observed on a shopping trip…

All it takes to drive out the monday morning blues for me – New clothes and time for a little dress-up. After a wonderful friday evening, what with hubby throwing a surprise Bday party for me (Im still having my feet above ground, with the after effects 🙂 ), a great shopping saturday and a relaxing sunday, Im ready to face the monday…

Here goes some things that were noticed this shopping trip –
– Why dont they have anything in size 31? Sad… 30 is a little uncomfortable and 32 is loose!
– And why dont they have regular loose fits anymore?! Why should everything be in low raise and stretch?  Arent there anyone else in ‘Pear’ shape? Am I the only one? :-O
– How do those gorgeous ladies manage to shop in stilettos for hours?
– How can you eat pani puris without smudging your lipstick?
– Why is it that the Kurthi I want in my size has always been already picked up by some else and it happens to be the last piece!
– Finally – to the made-up girl in skinny jeans and fake accent – Everybody standing in the Q are waiting for their turn in the trial room – so what are you thinking when you just walk past everyone, turn around and have the audacity to scoff and the others?

This day last year…

I was very much a preggy bday baby ;-p,dreaming about all the things that the year would unfold. And in retrospect its been the most eventful year of my life. Our biggest dream come true – Our Baby growing up in

our home…

On that – Here’s one little note to my one little son…

I think of the same day, last year when you were inside me and I was dreaming of all the things I wanted to teach you, to tell you, to do with you. Your Dad and I would watch your movement (imagining what you might be doing inside-cartwheeling? Stretching? Sneezing? Kicking?) and feel so excited that its going to be the best gift for our 30th Bday that God could give us.

And in these past 9 months you’ve grown in leaps and bounds that I’m unable to catch up with you!Standing up holding the sofa or the wall, crawling around behind every pair of feet you see, screaming to get attention, touching every one’s ears – that’s your latest fascination, looking around with wide eyes and open mouth at every vehicle that passes us on the way to work… And best of all I love that concentrated way your eyebrows knit when you watch those tiny ants making their way – though you still haven’t learnt how to catch them. Until then I will continue to breathe that much easy… I spent the whole day that I took off yesterday looking and observing all your movements – obsessed that I am…
You finally crossed the thresh-hold (of course with some coaxing from the grandparents 🙂 ) and we fed you sugar – something that you already love – I hope you get that sweet tooth from me…. You’ve learnt to clap,  – you will be doing something – suddenly you sit up,look at my face and do – clap clap clap 🙂 Its so hilarious at times…But you still hesitate before you give your hand for a shake or even a hi-fi. Yes – I AM a little impatient that way! But that’s ok – I will keep at it till you learn.

There’s so much to tell you, but there’s still so much time. I’m sure as days pass and you begin to understand our words there will be advices from everyone around including us. Don’t do this, don’t go there, don’t touch that, don’t pull that, don’t don’t don’t…until you are all restrained and put into the same mould we all are already in…So, for the moment – just enjoy your world, son – do what you want to do,how you want to do…

I have only 1 wish this Bday – I wish to God that you stay safe and healthy and that everything you want – you get…

Love you,
Your mushy mom.