Blessed again,..


After a long wait of 9 months and a tough delivery, we have been blessed again with another baby girl, and a scorpion as husband wanted it to be. In the hope that she will add a lot of stories to this space, i will call the latest entry – Saga.

Pari has taken it really well (till now). She is the super excited big sister ready to take care of the younger one and trying to teach her all the rhymes that is known.

…And even after being away from the blogosphere (pure injustice,I admit) for such a long time, I am very glad that many of you remembered to come back, check my status and inspired me to write again. Special thanks to Bikram and Jazz.

Happy and expecting..


A lot say that it will be difficult for us to manage with two babies of the same age. Well, everything has its own ups and downs. Why worry when you have already decided to go ahead with this step? There are lot of positives that I can see….

1. Me and bro are just 2 yrs apart. We could connect to each other very well and proudly share a strong bond.  The kids will grow up together, and we as parents do not have to start from the beginning all over again. Let daughter be a friend to the new arrival than a big sister.

2. We are definitely better than a friend who fell pregnant with an 8 month old baby and cousin with a 5 month old.

3. I will not have to reduce the big flab on my stomach (left from the first pregnancy) now. Hopefully it will happen after the 2nd one. If i had slimmed down by now, i would have been so disappointed :-)

4. Now i am sure to get seat in metros during my long journeys to office :-)

5. Pregnant lady with a baby – no more waiting in long queues anywhere. esp immigration counters

6. Came across an article that dark chocolate is good for preg ladies. What an excuse to have one!!

7. Do not have to find space to store the elder’s toys and dresses. I can make use of them right away.

8. Am already 30. I better have the two be raised in my good health.Hope I will have the endurance and energy to keep in pace with the 2 little monsters.

But having said all that, children are reflections of parents. Whether we have only one or more, whether of same age or not, the values that parents instill have a great role in character formation of our children.Socializing, compromising, sharing,.. are all lessons implanted from home. Our children are our social responsibility.

Sharing a peice of joy….


Sometime during mid 2010, I wrote a mail which began like this…

“The year that passed, was one that brought lot of happiness, lot of brightness and lot of changes in life. The year that just landed would have a lot in store, but the one that went deserves a note.

Last year began with lot of anticipations,aspirations, anxieties and assumptions of ‘me-in-gestation’ and my preparations and arrangements for qualifying as a mother.Pari came to this world on Feb,bringing loads of joy and putting an end to my worries. Our marriage had crossed a span of 2.5yrs. The love for Sayf and the comfort of our closeness made me wanted to go back to Chennai. Sayf too missed us badly, but I had to stick with the traditional 3 months rest at home :0) It was necessary as me and Pari were going through a new phase of life. And the grand parents at both the sides, needed their share with her….

Time flies so fast,but without Sayf it just dragged. He too counted every second for it to be July. And finally the time came. Pari was all cuddled up and sleeping throughout the journey which made it easier for us to handle things.

I geared up to be a full fledged mother, for I had to join office in another months time.Sadly Sayf had to move to Dubai.I was worried about my unsettled life and the huge responsibility I would have to handle without him. Me and the baby alone,work started,house to be managed.”I wouldn’t survive”, I thought.But we did. Allah’s blessing and thanks to friends.

There were a lot of mummy-me moments.We emerged out as two happy souls.Sometimes to recognize the real strength inside, you need to be when left without a choice.Those few months had only made me more confident,more courageous and more resilient, than I could ever imagine me to be……”

This year would be no different. God willing, a Scorpio would pop out :-) giving the same pleasure as much as Pari did earlier. But the anxiety would be no longer about pregnancy or delivery (now that I know what to expect) but about post delivery - How daughter is going to adapt with the new arrival and how I am going to succeed in the tough task of motherhood with 2 kids.

Well we can only hope that things would take a turn for the good. God bless us with a normal and healthy baby.

God bless us all.

My Best friend’s wedding


Am so happy and thrilled.My best friend is getting MARRIED.

Am slightly apprehensive too…My BEST FRIEND is getting married.

Here is my all time favorite friend,the one who respected me for the woman I am,..Here is the guy whose mere presence would make my smile wider,the guy who has been with me for almost a lifetime now.15 yrs would be too short to call as a lifetime relationship,but i am only 30 and he shared half of the life span :-) The best of those memories flash across when I scribble down this post. From the time we met, he has been there all throughout to make my life a pleasant journey. Without any second thoughts, I could run into him anytime,any weather to share the happiness,sorrow or even the silliest gossip. We devise crazy schemes, talk ultimate non sense, laugh at ourselves & others,fight on who looks older and would tolerate each other sing for hrs.. We are two extremely bad singers and so the degree of tolerance is a bit higher than it actually seems.And yes, all these yrs its me who needed him more than he did. And now its time to share him, a major part goes to her ofcourse :-)

Am sure most of us would have had this phase at some point during our best friend’s wedding or a favorite cousins marriage or someone of that sort. I still remember him mentioning how sad he was, when he was happy about my marriage getting fixed after a lot of drama :-) Well that part was quite easier as husband grew fond of him.

So there I too am,…

Befriending someone has never been difficult so far :-) SO am hoping she would soon be my friend too. Sharing some lovely little secrets about him would do the task.I am good at that.If they had been anywhere closer,I would have invited them home already.Fingers crossed!!They would be able to pay us a visit soon.

But he is getting married,and it is for the good.Things will never be the same for us,and I have tuned into that music already.The fear is about feeling out of place next time I meet him.Fear is whether she would accept us the way we are.I do not like to be the pain on anyone’s ass for that matter.So if she will not be comfortable,I would have to put my foot down and step out of it. God forbid that wouldn’t happen,because…

…because we are meant to be together and now,we would rock with our families.Need to do some shopping now,for I have to be at my best while witnessing the most beautiful moment of his life.And now that am all geared up,I just hope the new job wouldn’t become another hurdle to attend the function that am eagerly looking forward to, for if I do he wouldn’t let me live to write another post :-) :-)

Moi made them :-)


After shifting,we noticed that Pari’s toys occupied an unreasonable amount of space.ORGANIZE remained the only choice left :-) And guess what? I proved to be good at that :-) :-)

Well, storage boxes and fancy racks were available in plenty but seemed out of budget. So I had to come up with something. Too many cartoons from the shifting were yet to be disposed and thats when I tried to convert one of them into a storage bin.

No professional look you should expect.Am an amateur in arts and crafts :-) Still looks good to me. Mmmm. Not bad actually. The best part – Cost is 1/10th of the ones in market. Just a few gift wrappers and an hour of your day is all you need. Style than cash,if you call it so.. :-)

 

And now that I have started the new year with some recycling, I just hope it continues and the house remains organized.

Parental Negligence


Last saturday started gloomy with the news of a blind 4 yr old who fell from the balcony and passed away later. His parents were away to drop their elder son at school. We had our own discussions,reasoning and conclusions about the incident and then went to a park nearby.

And there was an eyesore.To avoid all sorts of legal jargon I have hidden his face,the eyes of the little guy was exhausting though.

A little fellow,hardly 2 yrs,hanging on the swing and dozing off all alone. It was depressing.Reporting to the security would not help as the park was too large for his parents to find him. Unsure of what to do,we stood beside the swing that tilted one side as there was every chance he would fall down and get hurt.We were  monitoring, occasionally holding onto him, under the impression that the maid who brought him would be there soon.Parents can’t leave kids like that!!!

A small girl (about 5yrs)came at random,swayed him,but we couldn’t communicate to her properly.Aabout half an hour later,arrived a high school lad.After we explained he took the baby, who was still asleep and walked to a couple who was lavishly having their own time in the park. They were on a picnic, with all 6 children who were disbursed throughout the garden. Yes,I agree it is difficult to have our eyes on all the little ones all the time. But leaving a baby,all alone who wouldn’t even be able to tell someone why he was there or whom he came with, is not pardonable.Does it not show that you are interested in only making them and not raising them?

Which one do you think is a worse example of negligence? The grief brought by the loss of a child is beyond comparison.
It is important for parents to have their time, but will they be able to forgive themselves if something happens? Am not asking you to save the world or stop child abuse or halt child begging,…but only pleading you to be responsible for your own blood.

Leave the thought of daughter being left alone,I can’t even stand the sight of her with a scrapped knee,this being the most common.No,I am not over protective.Am only trying to be accountable.Till the time, she is able to come and tell me legibly what happened, I should stay vigilant,and if necessary even after that….

We learn with time and burn the same…


Not once, but many a times I have cribbed in this space about the ‘time-less’ness.. Everyday starts with a to-do-list. Urgent/Not Urgent/Important/Not important. Some would be done, rest carried forward for tomorrow.  The concern is always T.I.M.E..

Time flies, and so fast it flies. I remember when I was carrying we wondered how fast the first 2 yrs of marriage went. Now daughter is almost 2, and we wonder how fast her first 2 yrs passed by.Am sure when she turns 16,we would still be wondering the same..And so are most of us. We never realize where all of this TIME flies to :-)

Time is the school in which we learn, time is the fire in which we burn.
- Delmore Schwartz

 

Father is punctual. Since the time I can recollect he would be there on his table @4am, with a steaming black tea – Cases (Advocate), Courts, Politics, Current affairs – He knew it all. It is wonderful how much could be done if we are always doing. He never insisted us to be so, though he tried to pass on the importance. Sadly, we never inherited it.

Amma too did so much in a day. Taking care of household, managing her lectures (Zoology Professor),helping us with home work. She even taught us knitting/ stitching/ making handmade toys… Her list was endless. She is now retired, but is determined never to be idle.

Never heard both of them complaining for want of time, for they used all of what they had.

No person will have occasion to complain of the want of time who never loses any  Author Unknown

I only have half tasks, of what they have done in a day. But I have not mastered those skills, and therefore I would definitely need those 2 extra hrs..

Undoubtedly, undeniably, I need to please him, for the day will come – Judgement day. My creator would weigh my deeds. Eternity is an indisputable worry and therefore, some of my extra hrs will be devoted for him…

After a tiring day at work, I may find time to run to gym but not talk to my parents. Strange isn’t it? A part of my extra hrs goes definitely for them…

A division would be allotted for the family who grew up with me, stood beside during my ups and downs. There is no blood relation. They are called friends.

Daughter bonding is what I enjoy the most these days. Connecting with nature was almost forgotten. A share of this extra hrs would be used to adore the smell of the sand, emotions of the beach, vastness of the sea, bright blue sky, tinkle stars (as daughter addresses) and other beautiful characters of mother earth…

The last bite of this  extra hrs is for me and my solitude. My cracked heals have been raising voice for justice. They have to be attended. And then to luxury of a spa. Some reading, some more blogging, and some ‘me and myself’ moments. Browsing through the diaries of past..A while to indulge in the essence true self….

And then comes the if clauses of life…If only daughter had been generous like Indi and Surf excel, If only boss would be generous enough not to extend the work hrs,…would I be able to use these hrs… :-) :-)

But how much ever I long for, the truth is that I can only keep waiting. Time is limited to 24hrs a day. Some gets only a week’s value out of an year, and some other’s gets a full year’s value out of a week. We have to make the most of what we have got. So lets start USING time, than spending it. Lets start INVESTING time, than complaining for it.

This time, like all times, is a very good one, if we but know what to do with it. – Author Unknown

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