Challenging Self

It has happened again. Is it permanent? The mere thought has sent shivers down the spine!

Yes, I am not able to write.

I tried the whole day…no… a few hours actually, thinking, imagining and writing some 100 words for the phrase prompt at BAR.

And the result?

Well, if those words were written on paper, I would have crinkled it into a ball and thrown in the far corner of the room. Since, that was not the case and it was my beloved laptop which had those obnoxious 100 words, I merely pulled my hair in frustration.

The guilt of having not written a single word on my blog since the last nine days is overwhelming me. I have signed up for the April A to Z Challenge and with the current state of mind, I have half a mind of pulling out of it. But the other half is the reason I am here today. It is pushing me, challenging me and look, I have taken the bait!

I have given myself 10 minutes to do a free write and get done with a post. And I am determined to do these free writes till I actually get into the groove of writing. I am hoping that this will build the momentum and it will help me to push myself and test my limits. Looks like a post is shaping up and I am breathing a bit easily now.

In other news, Aaryan has injured his knee while playing football at school.  It’s a ligament tear and a plaster cast has been applied to hold the knee for 3 weeks. He is fine and is able to walk around and is attending his classes at his boarding. But I am stressing about it and harassing the life of the nurse at the school infirmary and the Dorm Matron by calling / pinging them frequently! Thank God for they are nice people and have not blocked my phone number as yet!

Eight minutes are over and I must wrap up this post. Have a early start in the morning, work and travel beckons. Will write another post tomorrow from a hotel room, probably… no definitely!

In the mean time, may I request you to suggest some memes, tips, prompts that my right part of brain (which is currently pretty challenged) can take up easily! TIA!

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Life Lessons from Our Dogs

cooltext1740614227Last week, KG and his team were relaxing after the hard day’s work at our farm. Suddenly, they heard loud and incessant barking of our three dogs, Copper and Carbon (Dobermans) and Nickel (Grey Mastiff). KG saw them barking and moving  around something in a circle from far. He realized that something was amiss. He rushed towards them. Seeing him come near them, Nickel ran towards KG and stopped him midway. KG tried to move ahead but our big boy wouldn’t just let him take even a step further. It took a moment for KG to understand what it was all about. There was a black cobra on the farm. Soon, it was guided to move further ahead into the wilderness. This incident made us learn a very important lesson that day.

And the more we reflected on it, the more we realized that there are so many life lessons we can learn from our four-legged friends. Sharing a few of the life lessons from our dogs…

  • Protect your territory : A stranger /first timer on our farm has a tough time entering our premises, thanks to our three canines. They are fiercely protective. They’ll fight anything to save us from any danger.
  • Let go and move on: Despite the reprimands our dogs get for polishing off the dinner that lay unattended for a while at the farm, or for biting / terrorizing some people … they never hold a grudge or harbour resentment. They forgive and forget easily and move on and are back to their loving self pretty soon.

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    Aaryan and Nickel

  • Show love in big and small ways : From laying their heads on our laps when we are sitting or never leaving KG’s side at night to barking wildly and jumping up and down when we meet them after a while, our dogs let us know we are loved every single day.
  • Be understanding : The other day, a major sandstorm caused quite a havoc at the farm. As KG and his team huddled together and waited for the storm to pass, the three of them sensed the mood and the low energy around. Without any verbal language, they understood and comforted KG and sat close to him. They know the power and importance of ‘being there’ for somebody.
  • Sizes and titles aren’t everything : Copper and Carbon are siblings and are with us since they were a few months old. Nickel came on our farm just by chance. His earlier master could not take care of him, and requested KG to take him in on the farm. Carbon and Copper were babies and acted like a team in front of the old, giant and imposing sized, Nickel. But they just took a day to get acquainted with each other and learnt to live peacefully and happily together.

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    Carbon and Copper

  • Be loyal and dependable : When Nickel joined us, he was sick and weak and had a big wound too. KG took great care of him and by the grace of God, Nickel recovered pretty soon.  A dog knows what and who is important in his life and sticks by them, no matter what!
  • Love unconditionally : Nickel drools and slobbers a lot. His saliva is so slimy that it takes some effort to wash it off. A cleanliness freak like me hates his sticky mess. How much so ever I try to thwart his attempts, he’d always greet me with his big wet (and sticky) kisses and wagging of his tail. He is never afraid to show how much he loves despite me being mean to him.
  • Enjoy the simple pleasures in life :  Life is fun for our dogs. They greet each day with enthusiasm and a sunny outlook. They can play with a log of wood with equal zeal as with a chew toy bought from a pet store. The way they attack food with gusto and lick their plates clean makes me wonder if we are feeding them right. A ride in the car is as fun as is the ride in the lorry truck. Taking naps and stretching is important for them. No joy is too small for them to appreciate.

Our dogs have enriched our lives, but even more so, they have taught us some of the greatest life lessons.

Linking this to Write Tribe Festival of Words #4 Day 7 for the theme Creativity and Inspiration!

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K is for Kindness #AtoZChallenge @AprilA2Z

My theme for this year’s Blogging from A to Z April Challenge is Feelings and Emotions from A to Z in 55 Words. Today, K is for Kindness

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My infant baby cried at top of his small but powerful lungs during the flight.

All my efforts to comfort him failed miserably.

I could hear exaggerated sighs of other passengers.

I was nervous and ready to burst into tears when my co-passenger who was sitting patiently all this while, said, “You are doing great.”

Join me in enjoying blogs from fellow A to Zers… Kaddu and Keith today! Do share some blog love with them too! :)

Bedtime Rituals

Sleep is very important to a child’s well being, that’s what my mom believed in. I remember, it was mandatory for us, as kids to sleep in the afternoons after coming back home from school and likewise we had a fixed time to sleep at night too. She believed that when we have had a good rest, we were more alert and in a better mood (read less cranky and irritable for her to handle the three of us) and of course it was good for our overall physical and mental development as well. She learnt from experience that a sleep deprived child cries at everything and nothing makes her happy. The child is not able to cope with life around her when she is tired and this in turn makes her and even those around her miserable.

So, a good bed routine is important and crucial because no child will ever come and say, “I am tired and I want to sleep!”

When Aaryan came in our lives, fortunately my mom was with me. Her experience of bringing up three kids coupled with my acquired knowledge from baby books and internet, we teamed together to bring up the apple of our eyes!

When Aaryan was as young as 6 weeks old, we started with our bedtime rituals for him. By that time, I had some experience as a young mom and knew how to handle my child too.

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Swaddled Aaryan with his Dad

When he was a toddler, a massage followed by a nice warm bath and feed would put him to sleep for long hours during the day. And in the evenings, after freshening him up and taking care of his food needs, we’d again put him to sleep. Aaryan was born in Mumbai. His Maharashtrian massage maid after giving him his daily bath would tie him up in a cloth so that movement of his limbs were restricted. She said that this process, which internet told me is called Swaddling, settled and soothed the child and helped him to sleep longer with fewer awakenings. This was a boon for us. We practised this till Aaryan was old and strong enough to wriggle out of it on his own and/or would not let us swaddle him at all.

As he grew older, we changed the sleeping schedule but the naps in the afternoon and a fixed sleeping time at night were a constant.

After coming from play school/school, he’d have his lunch and sleep for an hour and a half. A quiet and a dark room helped him to sleep faster. When he was very tired, he’d sleep immediately, if not, indulging him in a chat about his day at school for a few minutes and/or sharing a story would put him to sleep soon.

The evening bedtime routines were a bit elaborate though. It started with a bath /wash after the evening outdoor play followed by dinner and then half an hour of Cartoon Network.

By 8 pm, he would be sent to brush his teeth and change into night wear. He would then pick up a book which he’d want me to read to him. I would then read him stories from a large collection of books that I was buying since he was a toddler. Usually, he’d sleep before one story got over but there were days, which were many actually, when he’d say, ‘one more story’ and that could go on up to 4-6 stories! Sometimes, he’d tell me his version of stories which were very imaginative. I remember once he asked me “Why don’t you sing me a lullaby. Hitesh’s mom sings him one every night”. I was taken aback. I didn’t knew a single lullaby. But then internet came to my rescue once again. I practiced one the whole day and sang one for him later in the evening. My then 4 year old son, sweetly stopped me and asked me to read out a story. That was the first and probably the last lullaby that I ever sang to my child!

I have realized that setting bedtime rituals for a child is very important. It adds to the consistency and predictability in a child’s life which is so very crucial. And also because a good night sleep,  in fact is as important as nutrition.  It helps him to grow well and boost his memory, cognitive skills along with creativity and energy level. Also a well rested child is always a happy child!!

So, what bedtime rituals do you follow with your children?

This post is written for Indiblogger and Pampers

Gift a Life

It is called the gift of life. No words can ever express gratitude for this selfless act of passing on the gift of life. It is the legacy that we can leave behind… a priceless treasure that would be cherished by receiver and his family and our loved ones too.

Yes, I am talking about Organ Donation.

Organ Donation is the process of giving an organ or a part of an organ for the purpose of transplantation into another person.

Becoming an Organ Donor is a win-win situation for all. Here are some reasons why, we must opt for organ donation:

  • This one act of ours can help save lives and make a difference. Make a DifferenceExperts say that the organs from one donor can save or help as many as 50 people!! Organs and tissues that we can can donate include kidneys, heart, liver, pancreas, intestines, lungs, skin, bone and bone marrow, cornea, heart valves and veins. Organs are used to save lives by replacing diseased organs with healthy ones. Corneas are transplanted to give sight and heart valves are used in valve replacement surgery. Skin grafts are used for burn victims. Bone, tendons and ligaments, veins can be used in reconstructive surgeries.

 

  • It can give a second chance at life to the organ recipients. For some, an organ transplant means no longer having to be dependent on costly routine treatments to survive.  It allows many recipients to return to a normal lifestyle and/or have a better quality of life.

 

  • Our own families may take comfort in the fact that their loss may help to save or improve the lives of others.

Organ Donation

Around this time, last year, I pledged to donate my organs. I have requested that after my death any part of my body be used for transplantation. I carry this card in my purse always. And my family knows about this wish of mine. I just hope that they do remember to carry out this wish at the right time.

My Organ Donor Card

They say in the midst of darkness, an enduring light shines strong and bright. It is the light of hope. So, give the gift of hope to someone. Gift a life to somebody. Be an Organ Donor.

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Organ Donation… What do you think about it?

Linking this to #WorldOrganDonationDay Blog Carnival. Join us and read some more posts for this carnival at Vidya’s Blog.

Random Ramblings

I am in that state of mind where there are a score of thoughts going on in that head on my shoulders and if I could translate them into words, at least a dozen posts on the blog can see the light of the day. And at this point of time, my baby blog can do with some posts, if not a dozen. But when I sit and try to put that into action, the thoughts just seem to freeze and a blank page stares back at me.

After having seen that blank page for a couple of days now, I decided to change the modus operandi and do what I do best at this space… random ramblings. So here, I go and break that jinxed blank page and frozen thoughts state.

  • Aaryan’s back home for his summer vacation which will last just a fortnight and the home is buzzing with all the chatter and laughter. Cartoons have made an entry in our living room once again and I am trying to refresh my memory as I try to put a face to the cartoon characters from their voices while I am doing my work. And of course, the kitchen is throbbing with activity and the fridge is reeling under the pressure of being opened and closed (with a bang!), every few minutes. And we are lovin’ it!
  • The other day, we were walking from our cab to the bus that would take us back home. He had this big rucksack on his shoulders and he took my laptop bag from me. As I quibbled a bit over this, he said, “Ma, I insist!” and I had this amazed and a bowled over look on my face and a grin that refused to go away for a long long time. Then, a few minutes later, we had to climb a raised platform. He got up first and gave me his hand for support, just like KG. As I took his hand in mine, he pulled me up with firmness and strength that made me go all awww and mush. Time goes by so fast, it’s so hard to believe, why just yesterday he was a lil baby who held my hand with his lil fingers and today a 12 year old boy, all grown up and so responsible!
  • I have a lot on my plate to read and review. I am tempted to post reviews almost every other day, and I have done that in the recent past. Though I am very happy to read so many books and review too, somehow, I am not liking the look of my blog which now-a-days looks like a book reviewing blog. While, I may have to post the book reviews frequently, I guess, I need to get my act together and get back to more ramblings, 55 fictions, drabbles….
  • Talking about books, while it is amazing that so many people are exploring their creative writing skills and are becoming published authors too. I wish if they’d focus on quality work. There’s nothing more time wasting and frustrating than trying to complete a poorly edited book.
  • And just now, I had a chat with Kajal and we have decided to do the July Ultimate Blogging Challenge. And suddenly there is excitement in the air. Let me sign off for now and start thinking and planning for the brand new month that starts tomorrow. July, here we come!! Why don’t you join us too… the more the merrier!

See you around 🙂

Some Cold Memories and Thoughts

As you must have known that I had scheduled the post for Day 1 of the Write Tribe Festival of Words. It’s ok, if you didn’t know that, coz now you surely know about it.

Well, that’s because I was traveling then. Now you must must be dying keen to ask where I had been these last 2 days. Well, even if you are not keen to know, I’d like to share about it, still. Well, (well,  I have used a lot of wells here, but guess that’s ok in a Free Write, isn’t it?)

I had gone to drop our sonny boy Aaryan to his boarding school as his new term started from today. His B school is located in the hills up north and it was raining the day we landed. The weather app in the phone showed the temperature to be 4 degrees Centigrade and it also added ‘Feel like 0 degrees C’. And it was certainly true as after 5 minutes of walk from the warm and cozy temperature of the Volvo bus and out in the open surely froze my well covered and protected feet and hands.

After finishing our shopping for the school supplies we rushed to the comfort of our room in the hotel. And guess, what made me super happy on entering our room. It was an object that lies uncared and totally ignored in our own home, but looked like a prized possession here. Yes, you guessed it right… the room heater. They say, one must count their blessings and I was really thankful for the room heater that day, if it weren’t for that room heater, I would have probably frozen to death. Ok, that was a bit of exaggeration, but you get the feeling, right?space-heater

Talking about room heaters, wherever we went, whether school office, dorms, bank, shops, dining areas of the hotel and even a small cloak room at the bus stand, different varieties of room heaters were a perpetual feature.Snow

And when we woke up in the morning, a beautiful sight welcomed us. Both Aaryan and me clapped our hands with glee. Fairytale-like snowflakes fell slowly and softly. Everything was covered with a thin blanket of white flaky snow. It was surreal.

The fabulous weather outside (from the window of the room) and our excitement to reach school compelled us to get ready in record time. With all our bags and baggages, we stepped out of our room with a huge smile on our face. The first step out in the open and we dashed back inside. With 5 layers of clothing, the cold wave hit us like a barrage of bullets. Yes, it was that cold.

We looked at each other and knew what our next step should be. Yes, with steely resolve we went out yet again and look around us, tried to capture the scenic beauty around us in our memories forever and tried to not think about the bitter cold. I explained to Aaryan about mind over matter. We had to walk a bit before we reached our cab and we tried to ignore the bone chilling cold while the rush of the icy wind continued to pass through our hair. I love capturing moments in my camera but the beauty around mesmerized me and honestly the cold wave numbed my grey cells to inactivity, so the thought of clicking pictures didn’t even make a guest appearance in my stone cold brain.

So, all this extreme cold climate made me wonder about the life of people in the hills or the colder regions. Though they get to see the scenic beauty all around them always, which people from far and wide come to experience and enjoy, but do they love it too? Do they love the damp and the wet feel all around? I mean, I would like such a weather for a few days, as a tourist. But if I were to stay in such cold climates forever, I wonder if I would have been able to adapt to such low temperatures. I guess, I would have. But I am sure, my laundry would never be air-dried, sun-kissed and crisp, which I simply love in the hot and sunny Rajasthan! I know, that’s an idiosyncrasy of mine, which I guess would have died its own death, had I been living in places with such cold temperatures. But right now, I am grateful for the place where my home is!

Would you (Or do you) like to live in such extremely cold places?

Linking it to Write Tribe Festival of Words – 3 : Day 3 : Free Write

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My Day, Yesterday

No, there was nothing spectacular about my day yesterday. It was a regular day, like any other normal day that had Aah! to Aha! Moments.

Got up in the morning to see dense fog outside the window and the first thought was to get back into the warm quilt but then one has to earn their daily bread and butter and jam! So, without much ado, started with the daily chores of logging on to Facebook, liked a few pictures and a couple of status updates, then read comments on the blog, wished Good Morning to friends on WhatsApp and while I was about to check Twitter, my phone rang. It was Krishna Bai’s husband informing that his wife wouldn’t be coming to work, as they had some work at the bank!  An Aah! moment for me!!

And this reminds me that we are so glad that we all got our Aadhar Cards. KG and I got it last month while Aaryan got his yesterday! Did I tell you that my picture, the one  clicked by the executive at the Aadhar card centre was like a mugshot of a criminal. I requested the young lad to click another one. He obliged immediately with a smile, though KG was seen clicking his tongue!

Aaryan asked me yesterday, if we could watch Dhoom 3. I immediately logged on to the website and found that there were only 2 shows in the evening and both wouldn’t suit us. The one at 6.30 pm was too early as KG wouldn’t be home by that time and 10 pm one was too late. Since this movie isn’t in KG’s (and even mine) Must See List, so I suggested that Aaryan and I can go for a morning/afternoon show. The child though is keen to watch this D3… guess, he is under a lot of peer pressure, simply declined my offer. He said that he’d watch a movie with all 3 of us together! I was speechless, my eyes brimmed with happy tears and it was truly a proud and a Aha! moment. When this was narrated to the Dad later in the evening, he has promised that this movie would be watched by all 3 of us soon!

Had a small chat with a friend and she generously and lovingly decided to share a few of her books with me. Am I thrilled? Every door bell that’s been ringing after that conversation makes my heart believe that it’s the courier from her! By the way, a few of us decided to play Secret Santa to each other. Yes, Christmas surprise has spread over to the New Year! I have done my Santa duties and am now waiting keenly for my Secret Santa to bring my goodies! So much of excitement and anticipation is in the air!

The day is special also because, I taught Aaryan about the ‘art’ of making a perfect cup of tea for me. He has been a eager student and wants to do all things on his own, without my intervention, but the motherly protective instincts take over.

So, this day goes into the memory of this blog, for Aaryan to re-visit these memories sometimes later. How was your day today?

Linking it to January 2014 Ultimate Blog Challenge and NaBloPoMo

To read posts by fellow friends and UBC and NaBloPoMo participants, click here Jairam, Kajal, Kathy, Michelle, Nabanita, Richa, Suzy Que, Sheethal. Yes, we can do we with some more cheering and support. :)

11 Things Every Woman Should Write Down Before the Year Ends

Corinne, our wonderful friend, shared this empowering post with us, from Oprah which talks about the 11 Things Every Woman Should Write Down Before the Year Ends. I am list person, so sharing my story in this format appealed to me.

When the lovely and vivacious Richa tagged me in her post, I knew I had to list my 11 things before the year ends, too.

The post on Oprah’s site says, there’s no better way to celebrate the rich, full life you’ve lived so far—and the big, bright future ahead—than telling your story. I so agree with this, after all, life can only be understood backwards, in order to be lived forward.

So, here, I go with my 11 Things Every Woman Should Write Down Before the Year Ends…

11 Things

1. What Younger You Would Like About Present You

I believe, the thing that younger me would approve of the present me is having learnt to ‘let go’. The journey to accept the things that I cant change and not getting too worked up over issues, has not been an easy one but then no exploration in life ever is. Over the years, I have learnt that if I cant change the thing I don’t like, changing my attitude about it is certainly better.

2. The Watched/Read It List

I last book that I read was ‘Aisle be Damned’ by Rishi Piparaiya. I usually don’t read non-fiction, but then I push myself to read it from time to time. And I am so glad that I read this one. ‘Aisle be Damned’ is a comical account of what to do and what not to do when travelling by air.

I am currently reading ‘The Almond Tree’ by Michelle Cohen Corasanti which is a brilliantly written novel. The story is about the Israeli-Palestinian conflict and reads like Khaled Hosseini’s ‘The Kite Runner’.

3. The Mistake You Never Want to Make

You get hit the hardest when the people you trust and love betray and run away when you are faced with life’s trials and tribulations. Having experienced this from close quarters, I want to be there for my family and friends, when they need me, no matter how big or small their problem is, no matter how deep I am in my own troubles.

4. Your Ideal Outfit

It is definitely Tees and Denims. In fact, 99% 98% of the time, I am seen wearing these only.

5. A Deep, Dark—Shhh—Secret

I guess, my life is fairly an open book for the people who matter to me. So, ‘a deep, dark – shhh – secret’… I guess, it is non-existent! And realizing this makes my inner life a bit more brighter and peaceful.

6. The Most Unexpected Compliment You Ever Got

I was traveling with my 45-days old baby from Mumbai to Jaipur. It was a hot and sultry day. The unusual delay in the flight take-off coupled with the then shut air conditioners made the aircraft a hot stuffy cabin. (The air conditioners in the aircraft were switched off and were to restart only after the take off).  I don’t know what was the cause, but the little baby in my arms cried, howled, wailed, shrieked at top of his small but powerful lungs… non-stop. The brand new mother in me tried her level bestest to calm the child. But all my efforts of cooing, feeding, changing his position in my arms, loosening his clothes, fanning him… failed. Though I refused to make eye contact with the fellow co-passengers, I could sense their irritation and feel their stares and hear their exaggerated sighs. I was nervous and ready to burst into tears when my co-passenger who was sitting patiently all this while, said, “You are doing great.”

I knew, I wasn’t doing great at that moment but in an instant I felt more confident, more self-assured… and incredibly motivated.

Remembering this unexpected compliment at the most unexpected time, lights up my day, always.

7. That One Quote

Whatever goes around comes around. So keep your circle positive.

8. The Best Surprise You’ve Ever Had

When I meet friends and acquaintances, usually, I have to explain what a blog is and why I blog etc etc. Recently, there was this Diwali get-together in our apartment complex. Now, usually, I meet my neighbours only in the lifts or corridors, when I am either going out or getting back in.  So, there was this lady, who was ‘complaining’ about my absence in their daily evening get-togethers. So, another lady whose son is Aaryan’s friend, replied before I could respond, “She is very busy. She has a blog and writes so well.” I was pleasantly surprised as I had never spoken about my blog with her. She then shared about some of the blog posts she enjoyed. Needless to say that I was on cloud 9.

She revealed that Aaryan had once told her about my blog, so she searched my blog and has been a silent but active reader since then.

9. Your True Happiness

That moment when the maids have gone, the boys are at their respective work places, the last of the chore has been done, the home looks spotlessly clean and all things are in place, my ‘Me Time’ of few minutes, before I lock the door and go out myself for work  – sitting in my favourite corner with laptop or a book or sitting idle just like that and a hot mug of tea… total  bliss… my best part of the day… my little island of solitude in a day.

10. Your Favorite Failure

A bad phase in business was the bestest teacher. It made me realize that real things do come out from fake friends… real lessons.

11. An Amendment to the Bucket List

My Bucket List looks great as of now. Only amendment I must do is that I must prioritize certain things from the long list. And learning to bake should be in the forefront. Though my interest in regular cooking is waning at a brisk pace, baking cakes and muffins is something that I am very keen to explore and experiment.

I am so glad that I listed these 11 things… gave me a kind of fresh and new perspective on where I was, where I am now and where I plan to go. Filled me with so much of determination and optimism.

Compassionate and creative, Vidya spearheaded this series and is the first in the chain. She then added dear Richa who then made me the 3rd link in the chain. I now pass on this to dear friend, the bubbly and wonderful Meena. So, over to you Meena, go ahead and share your life and extend this chain of love.Chain of Love

20.12.2013

It’s my birthday today. I turn another year older and another year wiser. Older? Wiser? I thought of replacing older with younger, but guess that’s too clichéd. For the wiser part, well I’d like to entertain myself today with this thought, after all, it is my special day!

I am not at all fussy about the way my birthday should be celebrated, but I do like to receive wishes from my family and friends. And, since last year, I am looking forward to wishes from Google, the God too!

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Needless to say that I really look forward to wishes from my boys! You may wonder, what is there to pine for birthday wishes from the husband and the child.

Well, the thing is that they both are blessed with memory (for birthdays) like a sieve. Unlike me who has a memory like an elephant especially for important days and dates, these two guys can’t remember the one birthday that they should not be forgetting at any cost! And, here they are, they simply miss wishing me! Ok, I was exaggerating a bit, I actually mean that they do wish, but after they have had sufficient subtle and many in-your-face hints! I mean, they are not like me who would plan for birthdays, days in advance and plan for nice surprises. Thankfully KG, when asked, knows my birthday of course he wouldn’t remember to wish me on the D-day!

I remember a few years ago, on my birthday, like every other day, KG and I were having our morning tea with newspapers around us. The man, as usual, didn’t remember that it’s his wife’s birthday! He realized it was my birthday when he heard me saying ‘Thank yous’ on two consecutive calls!

The other year it was the pings on my blackberry that woke him up from his slumber.

Last year, it was Facebook which reminded him when he was in the loo!!

And this year, he remembered it but after a while. It was certainly not his first thought after waking up, but after a few stretches and yawns, the realization dawned on him. Thank God for small blessings!

And the child!! Well, KG had to remind him to wish me!! Sigh!!

When I met Aaryan last month to bring him back home for vacation, the first thing he asked me after the pleasantries was about my birth date. I dodged that question. He then told me that he has bought a gift for me! How innocent kids can be!! They certainly can’t keep secrets! I asked him about it and this time he dodged the question. I left it at that and this morning he presented me a book. And I am touched and amused at the same time.

Aaryan knows about my love for books so he thought of buying a book for me during the then scheduled town visit on 14th November. Somehow the town visit got cancelled. But the school band was rewarded with a town visit for their efforts during all the school functions. Aaryan requested his class mate, Krishh who is a part of the school band to buy a book. Aaryan, of course knows only about Geronimo Stilton, Diary of a Wimpy Kid series, A to Z Mysteries Series etc and has no clue about Mommy’s reading tastes. Of course, as expected Krishh was equally clueless. Given his knowledge, age, comprehension, he bought this book for me.

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I would love to know what thoughts Krishh had while buying this book. This book is meant for teenagers, but I am looking forward to reading it soon!

Last year, my birthday had a special date of 20.12.2012 and it is special this year too… 20.12.2013!

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