My Musings

... The other day D and her husband stopped by home to give us some Mysore bondas that she had made. They were taking one batch to R's place and said - We will take Maya there with us, if she will come. We said okay go ahead and see. This little lady cool-ly waved bye to me and the Mr. and off they went. The Mr. remarked "Parthuko rendu nimishathile amma amma koopitindu varuva" (In 2 mintues she will call "Amma amma" and come back). We peeped through the blinds on the french window to see them retreat and still no sign of crying from her. After a while we even dared to step onto the balcony and she turned back and kept waving to us. And that's it - she was gone .. 5 mins later I started to squirm - Maybe I should just go to R's house and check on how she is doing? Do You think I should call D to find out how she is? Do you think she is crying or asking for us? The Mr. seized the window of opportunity to experiment on a grasshopper that he chanced to see ...

Amma on the phone ..." ... she said she got 3/4 kg Lady-Finger free for purchasing 1000/- worth of clothing ... @ Pothy's ....". The Mr. and I had to ask her to repeat it again! Is there no limit to the things that they offer in free to lure people to come shopping?? Well, the Mr. says, given the rate at which vegetables and daal is being sold, I am sure people would not complain. After all who cares for "free" towels, bedsheets or even gold coins anymore???

... 9 years ago, one Thursday afternoon in the month of March, I bunked class for the first time in my life - to go to see a movie with - um, how do I put it - "the would-be Mr. in my life" (not very good, but chalta hain description) . And what movie would that be? "The Runaway Bride" (ROFL!). Couple of his friends we met at the theatre commented - " not the best choice for a movie with her". ... and Yesterday the Mr. & I did the same - "bunked" work (let me put that politically correct - took half day off) and went to see Mr. Potter as he battled the "half-blood Prince". Oooh! The very thought of the similar situation made me feel so "youthful" and all "girlish giggly" hee hee. There we were holding hands like teenagers and running towards the People Mover station (running - only because we were late for the movie) and my mind could rewind all the way back to that incident 9 years ago! Ah! to feel young again...

It is Maya's first day in Toddler class today. Yes she has got her "Promotion". The Mr. and I grumbled last Thursday that we had to spend most of our hard-up-for-time weekday evening shopping for this little tot - moving from one class to another - cupcakes and crackers for her "big party" (ah well - a "party" consisting of 2 infants who do not know the difference between a cup and a cupcake , another whose idea of eating a cupcake is squashing it between his chubby hands and smearing it all over his face, and the little missie (Maya madam) who would rather have the cup than the cake - can hardly be called a "party" right? - but yeah well she DID have one! - the big "Graduation" party), thank-you cards for the 3 teachers and getting prints of their photos with Maya! And today finally dawns - and Missie is as usual bawling and wailing her head off the moment we step into her new class. Well! Hello - where is that little girl who was ...

The Joys of Motherhood you wake up and on seeing your Appa, curl your hand and say "Amma" as if to ask "Where is amma?" seeing your little jaw move up and down as you chomp your idli or bread early in the morning. you come running and jump on me and give me a tight hug.. you come and rub or lean against my leg while I am coming in the kitchen. when you give me a sudden wet kitchie on my cheek because you heard me saying to your appa "Chumma irunda bore adikaradhu" and you heard the "umma" in chumma and you know that means to kiss. when I enter the store and nearly everybody who crosses our path stops by to look and you and remark that she is "so cute", "so adorable", "precious". when you learn a new word everyday and try to repeat all that we ask you to in the sweetest voice I have ever heard. when I see you sitting on Appa's legs and swinging about, grinning and refuse to get down as if to indicate it is the be...

It is ages since I blogged. Well I almost thought my blogging died.... Till yesterday night when I heard this song and I felt that I HAD to write about it somewhere. I have been quite busy for a long long time now .. yeah you guessed the reason right - the 4 lettered inexhaustible bundle of energy that I have in my life now - MAYA! .. Well, not that I dont get any free time at all. When I do get some free time, there is already a big list of things to be done and the leisure of blogging, I am afraid, does not figure anywhere in the top 50 :( ... Well, that is "Family" life I guess.... Okay, as usual, the queen of diversion - I have diverted from what I wanted to write. It is long since a song captured my attention so completely - that all that roams inside this confused brain of mine is - Masakali ... Masakali ... Trust ARR to come up one such gem song once a while, that captivates you completely ... The last one I remember was Marhaba from Jodha-Akbar. I would just listen to...