Keeping the tooth fairy busy😊
That's 2nd one gone!!
Sunday, January 1, 2017
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Down the 'Song' lane
Yesterday evening when I wanted to tune into some relaxing melodies but not from any recent albums, I switched on to Sonu Nigam's 'Deewana'. Flash! I was at the roof top of my hostel, at my college. A group of girls basking in sun, the atmosphere cooled by the mountain winds of Northern India, busy solving tutorials and of course teasing, gossiping, enjoying - life at its best. That album does that to me every time. I remember my friend used to play it quite so often when we were perched on that roof top.
Come to think of it, there are so many such songs....
'Mujhe rang de, muje rang de'...the first time I danced solo in a midnight birthday celebration at our hostel and how my senior mams screamed and shouted!
'Raghupati raghav raja Ram'.....the bhajan I sang as a bride who just arrived at her in laws place.
'Pairon mein bandhan hai'....our engineering girl batch's group performance at the college annual function.
'Dil tou pagal hai, Dil deewana hai'...played hundreds of time on our first cassette player at home. I think we siblings were nearing high school completion and that was the only cassette in our collection due to lack of funds for some time.
How a life long of memories can come alive with few songs? Just recently one of my friend had written in her blog that a perfume's smell reminds her of an instance in her life. Songs do that for me. A remembrance of past, of lost friendships, some joys, all keep sakes of a life time . They take me back to those memory lanes and infuse freshness into my present.
And this song that my friend sang at a college function literally does take me back to some memory lanes....She has a heavenly voice and I recall how she started singing that hot summer day and there was such a silence in the background, as everybody just resigned their senses to the pitches of her voice...
Yahi vo jagah hai, yahi vo fizayein, yahin per kabhi aap humsey miley the...'
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ZjndWtoVQ0)
Come to think of it, there are so many such songs....
'Mujhe rang de, muje rang de'...the first time I danced solo in a midnight birthday celebration at our hostel and how my senior mams screamed and shouted!
'Raghupati raghav raja Ram'.....the bhajan I sang as a bride who just arrived at her in laws place.
'Pairon mein bandhan hai'....our engineering girl batch's group performance at the college annual function.
'Dil tou pagal hai, Dil deewana hai'...played hundreds of time on our first cassette player at home. I think we siblings were nearing high school completion and that was the only cassette in our collection due to lack of funds for some time.
How a life long of memories can come alive with few songs? Just recently one of my friend had written in her blog that a perfume's smell reminds her of an instance in her life. Songs do that for me. A remembrance of past, of lost friendships, some joys, all keep sakes of a life time . They take me back to those memory lanes and infuse freshness into my present.
And this song that my friend sang at a college function literally does take me back to some memory lanes....She has a heavenly voice and I recall how she started singing that hot summer day and there was such a silence in the background, as everybody just resigned their senses to the pitches of her voice...
Yahi vo jagah hai, yahi vo fizayein, yahin per kabhi aap humsey miley the...'
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ZjndWtoVQ0)
Saturday, May 11, 2013
Mother's Day
Mother's day is on us today. First let me thank my mother for everything she did and does for us even today. She took care of 3 kids in her time and I think she deserves a medal of some kind!
Now if I think about my motherhood.... I'm really very grateful for my daughter. But since the day she arrived in my womb, it has all been about her...Those doctor visits...reading endless food charts, net-browsing to make sure there is enough calcium, iron, omega-3s and what nots in my diet. And all I wanted to do for the first 5 months of pregnancy was puke. It was only the beginning...
After what seemed a lot of time, came the day of delivery. The result of my hard-work for the last 9 months was going to be out, literally. I'll always remember that night when I twisted, groaned and suffered in pain. Come morning, continued the pain...and I bore it all for a normal delivery until the last minute when the Gyno came and said they'll operate. My heart was very heavy, and that was as close to a heart attack that I have ever been in my life. Seriously!
Our daughter departed from me but she left some wounds that took time to heal. The first 2-3 days were so helpless, being unable to move, feel part of your own body and those weird hormones. Then came a bad phase for the next 3 months were everybody including me was convinced she is a little under weight. So I nursed every now and then. The one thing I terribly missed was my night's sleep or even 3-4 hrs of continuous sleep. I just wanted someone to take her away for some time and I would promise to shower so much love when she is back. That didn't happen. I'm very sure I did not get a straight night sleep for the next 6-7 months.
Time Flies. She turned 3 this year. The journey so far as been mind-boggling: from refusing to eat to resistant to potty training, from teaching her manners, to handling her temper tantrums...and spitting, biting, head banging...our daughter has thrown everything on our way. Thankfully there is Google and so many forums. It can be a relief to see other parents going through similar or worse.
But there is something about 'Motherhood', isn't it? The first time I got my hands on that ultrasound picture, it was the proudest feeling of my life. I understood why mothers would be compared to God, for we can create life. I'll never forget the moment when the Gyno was ready to take her out of me, and how I closed my eyes and wished she has all 10 fingers and 10 toes. And then she appeared with her wide open eyes, my angel. Today she can cry furiously for more then an hour, but once it's all over I still want to slide her in my arms and absorb her sobs.
So being a mother is an ongoing journey of highs and lows. It's a discovery of our own selves, patience, persistence and love. My message to all the wonderful mothers - "When Life throws Kids at us fellow Women, we make a Motherhood out of it!"
Now if I think about my motherhood.... I'm really very grateful for my daughter. But since the day she arrived in my womb, it has all been about her...Those doctor visits...reading endless food charts, net-browsing to make sure there is enough calcium, iron, omega-3s and what nots in my diet. And all I wanted to do for the first 5 months of pregnancy was puke. It was only the beginning...
After what seemed a lot of time, came the day of delivery. The result of my hard-work for the last 9 months was going to be out, literally. I'll always remember that night when I twisted, groaned and suffered in pain. Come morning, continued the pain...and I bore it all for a normal delivery until the last minute when the Gyno came and said they'll operate. My heart was very heavy, and that was as close to a heart attack that I have ever been in my life. Seriously!
Our daughter departed from me but she left some wounds that took time to heal. The first 2-3 days were so helpless, being unable to move, feel part of your own body and those weird hormones. Then came a bad phase for the next 3 months were everybody including me was convinced she is a little under weight. So I nursed every now and then. The one thing I terribly missed was my night's sleep or even 3-4 hrs of continuous sleep. I just wanted someone to take her away for some time and I would promise to shower so much love when she is back. That didn't happen. I'm very sure I did not get a straight night sleep for the next 6-7 months.
Time Flies. She turned 3 this year. The journey so far as been mind-boggling: from refusing to eat to resistant to potty training, from teaching her manners, to handling her temper tantrums...and spitting, biting, head banging...our daughter has thrown everything on our way. Thankfully there is Google and so many forums. It can be a relief to see other parents going through similar or worse.
But there is something about 'Motherhood', isn't it? The first time I got my hands on that ultrasound picture, it was the proudest feeling of my life. I understood why mothers would be compared to God, for we can create life. I'll never forget the moment when the Gyno was ready to take her out of me, and how I closed my eyes and wished she has all 10 fingers and 10 toes. And then she appeared with her wide open eyes, my angel. Today she can cry furiously for more then an hour, but once it's all over I still want to slide her in my arms and absorb her sobs.
So being a mother is an ongoing journey of highs and lows. It's a discovery of our own selves, patience, persistence and love. My message to all the wonderful mothers - "When Life throws Kids at us fellow Women, we make a Motherhood out of it!"
Sunday, April 28, 2013
Why(s)??? of a 3 year Old
Why moon is half today? Did some body take a bite?
(While painting) Why mixing colors produce another color? Where did the original color go?
(Looking at a magazine) Why the kids in this photo have different colored hair? Why their skin color is different ?
Why there are three wings in the ceiling fan and not two or four?
Why pigs do oink oink and a sheep does ba-ba?
(Looking at a story book) Why clouds are colored as blue in this book though they are white in color in sky?
Why do you go to office every day?
Why do you have a sad face on? Can you make a happy face?
Why grapes are red, blue and black but strawberries always red?
(While painting) Why mixing colors produce another color? Where did the original color go?
(Looking at a magazine) Why the kids in this photo have different colored hair? Why their skin color is different ?
Why there are three wings in the ceiling fan and not two or four?
Why pigs do oink oink and a sheep does ba-ba?
(Looking at a story book) Why clouds are colored as blue in this book though they are white in color in sky?
Why do you go to office every day?
Why do you have a sad face on? Can you make a happy face?
Why grapes are red, blue and black but strawberries always red?
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