Thursday, December 31, 2015
Wednesday, December 30, 2015
BIDWTF 5: locked out
Today was a different day. Amidst all the confusion in my life there's one happiness factor and that's Mukul. We played so much today and I entertained him for hours.
For 20 mins I saw him struggle to get down the 2 step ladder. So smartly he climbed it and he did soo many nakhras to get down. He called out Shuuuthi and made funny sounds etc. Finally I carried him and he smiled. So much fun.
After his nap which was about 4:45pm, I got up to get ready for our walk. I always comb my hair in the balcony. I stepped out and Mukul at first was playing on the bed and then was trying to climb on a chair. In a jiffy he closed the balcony door. And that too in such a manner that it got locked. I still donno how he did that. I was locked out and he was inside for about 45 minutes. Luckily his feed was done. So he played around with switches and was making faces at me and stuff. He did get bored and cry a lil. But I was entertaining him. First few minutes I as usual laughed but later I started to get panic. Meanwhile help was on the way but then I cried. (I was shouting from the balcony for help!!)
Hmm finally they came through the bathroom and rescued us. Thanks to all the people who helped. The woman who made calls to my parents and the security and the maintenance and the plumber who climbed 3 floors 😄
Y do we love our kids so much?
** BIDWTF is a series of incidents i don't want to forget. Mukul's childhood is very dear and precious to me and i want to pen down as much as possible. One day when i'm old and we all are old this will bring a million dollar smile on my face i bet. Hope you enjoy reading it too!! **
** BIDWTF is a series of incidents i don't want to forget. Mukul's childhood is very dear and precious to me and i want to pen down as much as possible. One day when i'm old and we all are old this will bring a million dollar smile on my face i bet. Hope you enjoy reading it too!! **
Tuesday, December 29, 2015
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In conversation with pigeons in our balcony!! Luv my boy!!
**darlingsoncaptures is a series of pics I have captured. His face isn't shown in the pic. But it's the memory or the event or the cuteness in the pic that you must see. Hope you enjoy!! **
Thursday, December 24, 2015
An abused soul
On rocky waters she treads
Leaving all her self worth behind
Ashamed of all the tears and sorrow
Lets her past unwind.
Bruised, battered; her mind heart and soul
A perfect give back
For all the love that she endowed,
Pain that she bore.
Dreams shattered; afraid to start anew
Lays quiet;listening to waves hitting the shore
All the abuses, accuses thrown at her
2 fingers pointing at her more and more.
Things were actually nice.
The sky was blue and the clouds white
now it's turned all creepy black and blue
With nothing worthy left to write!!
P.S :
Abuse doesn't leave visible marks. If anyone is going through any form of abuse please report! I hope in this MODIfied India, women like nirbhaya and the many other women out there get some, at least some justice.
Wednesday, December 23, 2015
Love you Bajirao
Kashi Bajirao Mastani : an idiots review
(BIGGGG SPOILER ALERT)
I'm floored by the movie. Theme is "undying love". A Bhansali movie, so the background and sets and screenplay are no doubt amazing and wow. Narrative style is classic. This I say so because, the movie has nothing extra, very much focused to the theme. No comedians as well but piggy chops does make us giggle. The three actors Ranchero, Deepika, Priyanka are marvelous and have got into the skin of the characters they play. They all look stunning and so right for the part. So the movie is good but couldn't follow some marathi dialogues. Wish my marathi friends would have taught me some more of their language. The remaining hindi dialogues are kick ass!!
This story is about a great warrior who wants conquer more and more. He already has a near to perfect wife who he loves so much but accepts another girl. This affects his life so much.
The reason for all the trouble in his life is his mother. Had she been a lil more educated and broad minded, then she would have definitely accepted the woman who loved her son dearly. But he dares her and marries the mistress. The remaining story goes on revolving their love.
Please go and watch this movie guys!! Har Har Mahadev!
P.S:
1)There is this scene where the mother sends soldiers to kill Mastani. I cried buckets. How can a mother do this? Is not the happiness of your son is what you want. Caste creed parampara bullshit is not always the right approach. Feelings, open your heart and see! You too are a woman.
2)"Bajirao Mastani" lives on only due to Kashi! Hence I call this movie "Kashi Bajirao Mastani "!!
Tuesday, December 22, 2015
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Look mama I fit anywhere and everywhere.
**darlingsoncaptures is a series of pics I have captured. His face isn't shown in the pic. But it's the memory or the event or the cuteness in the pic that you must see. Hope you enjoy!! **
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We had been to a restaurant Swadeshi. Lots of place to run about and a play area. Mukul enjoyed so much.
**darlingsoncaptures is a series of pics I have captured. His face isn't shown in the pic. But it's the memory or the event or the cuteness in the pic that you must see. Hope you enjoy!! **
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This was our mini expedition. Loved walking with my mukuluuuu!!
**darlingsoncaptures is a series of pics I have captured. His face isn't shown in the pic. But it's the memory or the event or the cuteness in the pic that you must see. Hope you enjoy!! **
Saturday, December 12, 2015
Our Mini Expedition
Hello all! Let me introduce myself, I'm Mukul, your favorite/funny/irritating blogger's son. Me and Amma went out on this long lovely trip in our new apartment complex and I want to tell you all about it.
It all started of on one amazing day. Amma takes me to walk every day but today was different. Today we decided for a looooong walk. Amma wondered if these tiny legs could walk about half a km and she decided yes! My boy can. I choose my favorite bag, the one pa got from Japan and I kissed the bear on it like alwez. Actually, I wonder why amma tells me to kiss things. It's so gross sometimes, but you see I'm used to it now. She filled my water bottle, checked if the diaper, biscuits, hanky are in place. We put on our shoes and off we went!
Don't i look cute?
Oooo we found this strange thing. Amma said it's a flower. She also said, it's from a tree called Uchekayi tree. Ha ha. Amma and her friends would play with this it seems. Funny!!
Then we took a right turn and few big boys were playing football here. Oh! When will I grow up. They had left a spare football next to this poking bush. Gosh! It hurt me. Amma got hold of the ball and we played too!! It was so much fun.
Do you see my grandpa friends in the background? One of them offered me a chocolate. That's what I'm holding in my hand. A coffee bite:) Don't worry, I didn't give mommy one bit also. I fought and ate it all by myself.
Aaaaand look at this, such a huge leaf right. Sooooo many such leaves we saw. I think they were as big as me you know!
Soon were looking at a huge cloud. Very close to us. You know, these men were spraying the mosquito repellant spray and we stayed away from that fog. Do you see that cloud? I hate that smell. Feels weird in my nose. Ha ha!
Hmm finally amma got tired carrying me and we climbed the uphill like this for sometime. But you see I got lil scared and cried and so she carried me uphill. Poor amma!
Aaand we came to see this wonderful sight. Amma said she too hasn't seen such a thing here before. Glad she captured it!!
I had loads of fun by now and was super tired as well, so amma said we'll go to the play area tomorrow and have more fun. Soo that ends our mini expedition. We came home and munched few biscuits and relaxed.
Hope you all enjoyed reading this and I would love if you join us too next time!!
Bye!!
Tuesday, December 1, 2015
Character assassination
Have you event been through one?
Trust me, you'll feel like you are the biggest loser in the world. You are of no use to anyone and anything. You are incapable of doing a simple task. You are constantly questioned for your thoughts. You are doubted for your capabilities. You loose out on focus. You go mad. Your physical, mental and emotional feelings go haywire.
Give that person verbally assaulting you a BIG TIGHT SLAP!!
Thursday, November 19, 2015
Friday, November 13, 2015
She opened her rice flour dabba and what she found...
She opened her rice flour dabba and what she found... Is hilarious!! & dangerous too!!
-new house saga
-name of the post due the bizarre titles I come across on Facebook ;)
One normal morning in my kitchen involves me scratching my head as to what to prepare for breakfast. In a new house you are yet to get familiarized with so many things plus take care of a toddler! Phew...!! Okies.... So I wanted to make tapple dosa/ vagarne dosa/tadka dosa. All my Boston friends will definitely know this!! Lots of memories with this dosa. Anyways.... I pick the rice flour dabba/box. It looks somewhat like this.
I get this tiny winy doubt looking at the color and texture difference in the box. I take a pinch and taste it and it's all granular. But then I think I'll go ahead as it looks fine. I prepare the batter with all the ingredients and feel like tasting it again. It's same granular. I still go ahead to make the dosa, I spread it on a pan and in a jiffy everything moves to the corners and the middle part bubbles up like soda or like how eno does. Now I confidently, I throw the batter and call mom to figure out what went wrong. And lo!!! She says, may be it must have got mixed with rangoli powder!! Freaking!!
Anyway I try to make a rangoli out of it and in a jiffy again this happens!! Thanks to the lil cute lovable monster in my house! Happy diwali all!!
Thursday, November 12, 2015
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My darling son was staring at the lamps and wondering what's so special today!! Happy diwali!!
Tuesday, November 10, 2015
Monday, November 9, 2015
Sunday, November 8, 2015
Diaper party
"This post is a part of the Pampers #SoftestForBabySkin activity at BlogAdda"
It was a wonderful Halloween day. The 31st of October. I was enjoying it all the way more as it was my son's first Halloween in India and second Halloween since birth. This cute little boy since birth has been keeping me so busy and happy that everything on my mind is either him or related to him. I so love him for the innumerable reasons i cannot explain. Hubby had hand picked a beautiful Japanese costume for my LO during his Japan trip. It was off white in color and had few prints on it. He looked incredibly cute and i was continuosly addressing him and kissing him saying "My sumo wrestler". Being just 15 months old, he was quite cranky initially but I shooed the thought thinking it was his nap time and hence this crankiness.
We ladies had decided a potluck at 12pm and a time-pass fashion show and of course loads of pictures for our babies. One by one arrived and we gathered. We had fun gossiping and discussing all the struggle we put up to dress these cute little monsters. Few young ones were left on the ground who were hovering about here and there as they were aptly dressed as fairies and butterflies. The older ones were roaming about as aimlessly as they could. A few cries, a few sniffs were heard now and then. Going a little into their costumes, one was a spider-man completely clad in red costume. One was the cutest witch ever, she was giving poses like a super-model. One was a gruffy monster and one was a pretty scary vampire. There were few super-man's and harry potter's too. I was appreciating all the mom's efforts as it wasn't an easy task to dress them up as it was not a tradition in India. Meanwhile my son let out a loud cry. I rushed to him. Unwrapped him from that over protective costume and let him play in his diaper for sometime. Actually, something amazing happened; he was so happy and bubbling and babbling too. I asked him to do all his tricks and he instantly sprung into action. He showed his nose, eyes, did his turn-around, stamps your-feet, did his naughty faces, kissed me a ample number of times etc. We all laughed so much. I added "why not all of us do this?" We stared at each other. And lo!! Gods grace, all these cuties were on their feet in their diapers. So much fun I had and had never seen this much cuteness in one place. This was one of the best party's ever.
Since the birth of my son, I have been using only pampers. I love the texture, the wetness indicator, the feel and most importantly the smile on my LO's face when he's in it.
So many thanks to pampers for reminding me about this wonderful incident. I smiled all the way through out writing it!!
That woman!!
He doesn't like the sight of me nor my feel,
Heart wrenches with these wounds to heal.
Accept me, I'm human too...
This is not the punishment even in the zoo.
Hell broke loose,fingers pointing at me
Speechless and frustrated as much as I could be!
Again I hear her voice over my shoulder
Patience has all gone as I too am getting older.
I frown, with the dirtiest expression ever
I shout, give the loudest cry
Beware, I yell
Don't mess with me, A single soul have I hurt never!
(Why must I endure so much pain?
Be wrapped in darkness
Wrestle with demons
Sacrifice my dreams
& Get so lil back? ) - Jon Mills
Saturday, November 7, 2015
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Feels so good that this series has 20 pics in it. I could have done a better job may be but Mann... This guy is so mobile now and very difficult to capture shots. Here's him looking at the wonderful flowers in our new home. I love the colors and his juttu in this pic!! God bless you darling!! Mmmmuah!!
Thursday, October 29, 2015
Wednesday, October 28, 2015
Snitch sketch
One of the most ordinary sketches that I've done but first one I've done with my LO next to me. I still can't believe that this sheet is into pieces now. Hez even scribbled in between. I have covered it up though :) wish me luck to carry on my art.
Need arms!!
Dear God,
You knew that motherhood is so challenging right.... Why didn't you think of giving an extra set of arms. I really need one while giving nasal drops!! Sigh!!
Sunday, October 18, 2015
Talvar Rant
After you watch the movie, you get a disgusted feeling about the Indian judicial system. The police, lawyers, judges involved in this fail to give the very much justice they need to give to their profession, their country and to themselves as well. It's like no one wants to solve the case at all. The police are careless, the head cdi is too egotistical, the others are involved in filthy politics and the judge makes the decision she wants at her will and wish without any proofs. And for the innocent suspect, it's just like one morning you wake up and all you see is bizarre events and then you are in jail for the rest of your life for something which you didn't do. And those who are actually responsible for the crime are just fine. What a sane world is this? Where is justice? This a middle class family and could happen to anyone, whom should we trust? Wrong to have a male servant? Or wrong to have a in-house servant at all?
Just wish their air conditioner was in good working condition; they definitely could have escaped from this I'll fate.
Friday, October 9, 2015
Fever drama in babies
My 15 month son has been having fever once every month and I'm like totally lost about the reason. Ped says 6-7 viral fevers are fine in a year. A blood test revealed that he was anemic but has that got to do anything with a fever. When he was 11 month he had this intermittent fever. As in he got it 3 times in that month.
OK coming to medication : Me being me, being a science student use a lot of thinking before giving medicine. I'm currently in India. My ped says that I shouldn't give medicine till it's 100 degrees. N I believe in that too. More over my son is active and I use my discretion and judgment to give fever medicine. This is what my docs say n i believe too. Infact I try to give the paracetamol medicines and not the ibuprofen medicines, but still the latter work better on him so I alternate it. Paracetamol should be given once every 4 hrs and ibuprofen once every 6-7 hrs. So basically, sometimes I wonder is this what all mothers are doing? Do you guys as well think so many times before giving medicines?
We have learnt right that body reacts to a virus by increasing temp. So that's body's reaction to a forieng particle. This is the explanation I give to people and family and some people totally fail to comprehend this. I get judged as a stubborn mother who wants to do her own stuff. Why I say why??
Thursday, September 17, 2015
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Thursday, September 3, 2015
Sunday, August 30, 2015
Tuesday, August 25, 2015
Mangal gowri 2015
Mangal gowri vrata: blog actually helps as a writing pad as well. Dictated by mom. God knows whom this'll help. :)
When: every Tuesday of shravana month. 5 tambulam each with one diya to be given per Tuesday. If any Tuesday is missed a Friday can be chosen for replacement.
Things needed : 5 gowri, 2 mirrors, 1 kalash with 16 rava unte inside and 1 moosambi/ pomegranate on top, 16 adakke over 1/2 kobri over squared jaggery over 16 betel leaves, diyas, a knife to blacken and all pooja stuff.
Diyas : mixed rice flour with jaggery water.
How: Ganesha pooja first, then Lakshmi pooja with ashtothras and sahasranama and ends with the story. During story recital mom has to tie plait for daughter and she has to blacken the knife over the diyas made.
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This was on our independence day. He kept running with this flag upheld high. So cute he looked n so happy his dad was!! Darling son captures 15th pic.
**darlingsoncaptures is a series of pics I have captured. His face isn't shown in the pic. But it's the memory or the event or the cuteness in the pic that you must see. Hope you enjoy!! **
Saturday, August 15, 2015
Thursday, August 13, 2015
BIDWTF 3 : kissing day
My LO is actually having fever. Hez getting it every month for the past 4 months. All my attempts to make him chubby are going futile due to this fever. N also not to forget it lasts for 5 days. Crazy right?? Anyways got his blood work done n hez fine. Just lil anemic.
So back to the kissing part. Me mom n LO were in kitchen and he went up to the fridge and kissed the mirror looking at himself. Such a awww moment it was. He surely has few mama genes. 😜 n not to forget after that may be he realized how much his mamma n grandma are doing for him he came n wet our cheeks too. I surely don't want to forget this day. Mmuuahh!!
** BIDWTF is a series of incidents i don't want to forget. Mukul's childhood is very dear and precious to me and i want to pen down as much as possible. One day when i'm old and we all are old this will bring a million dollar smile on my face i bet. Hope you enjoy reading it too!! **
** BIDWTF is a series of incidents i don't want to forget. Mukul's childhood is very dear and precious to me and i want to pen down as much as possible. One day when i'm old and we all are old this will bring a million dollar smile on my face i bet. Hope you enjoy reading it too!! **
Thursday, August 6, 2015
Saturday, July 18, 2015
Happy first Bday my prince!!
One day, actually my first time on a hospital bed, I was sore eyed and was tired after a painful delivery. I said " hez so cute. But hez not like the baby in my dream ".
One day, I made you sit on my lap and we both got ready to face your ped. I thought I was very strong until he pierced a needle into you. Tears rolled down. I wondered why. I looked at MM. He was in tears too.
One day, the 11th day to be particular at 7 am. You barely had learnt the art of keeping eyes wide open and in one such instant, I was telling you my story. My life, my love, my ambitions. You were a perfect listener. Mmuuahh!!
One day, the 40th day, my cravings had reached its peak. I spoke with MM and he reluctantly agreed to take me to a restaurant for biryani. There I was bribing you!! " behave well please. Don't disturb mumma when shez eating." and you obeyed every single word. The next day, your poop was green n I swore not to ask for biryani again.
One day, during our battle for feeding I yelled " I don't want you! " i still wonder what made me so cruel.
One day, I saw a curve on your face. It wasn't a smile but a frown. That day onwards your frown became an indication for hunger. I really miss those now.
One day, the usual "ungaaaa" you would say which was an indication for milk turned to a soft whisper "amma". Oh! How happy I was.
One day, one awful day just after your ammamma left to India you caught cold. How pathetic I felt. I cried buckets. Couldn't have made it without MM at all. Hats of to all mom's who had to go through illness and complications. I salute you guys!!
One day, my Amma drew a mush on your hmmm philtrim and you looked like a man n in a jiffy I say "my bodyguard". I would love to be pampered by the father son duo.
Many more such wonderful instances and episodes of cuteness and awesomeness including feeds, bath-time fun, sleep-time drama, potty-time craziness and combined with all the workout running behind you became a part of my life after you were born. My dear Mike Wazowski, my kannaya, my prince charming, my bodyguard, my everything and my second love....... all I want to say is "Thank-you". Thanks for choosing me as your mom. A very happy happy happy birthday to you darling. I'm gonna celebrate it in my own special way. I know future you'll be proud and happy with what your parents did for you. Stay blessed!!
A hiiiiii from all of them!!
P.S: you are turning very naughty and troublesome day by day. Be ready to get whacked, for all your naughty dos!!
Thursday, July 9, 2015
Hari bol Hari bol
Hari Bhol Hari Bhol Hari Hari Bol
Mukunda Maadhava Govinda Bol ||
Krishna Bhol Krishna Bhol Krishna Krishna Bhol
Radha Sametha Sri Radha Krishna Bol ||
Rama Bhol Rama Bhol Rama Rama Bol
Seetha Sametha Sri Ramachandra Bol ||
Vittal Bhol Vittal Bhol Vittal Vittal Bol
Raghu Maayi Sametha Sri Paandu Ranga Bol ||
Wednesday, July 8, 2015
Aathma Rama
Aathmaa Rama Aananda Ramana
Acchutha Kesava Hari Narada na ||
Bhava Bhaya Harana
Vandhitha Charana
Ragukula Bhooshana
Raajeeva Locha||
(Aathma)
Aadhi Naaraayana
Aananda Sayana
Sacchidhaanandaa
Sathya Naaraayana||
(Aathma)
Tuesday, June 30, 2015
Mother of mine
Mother of mine you gave to me,
all of my life to do as I please,
I owe everything I have to you,
Mother sweet mother of mine.
Mother of mine when I was young
You showed me the right way things had to be done,
Without your arms where would I be,
Mother sweet mother of mine.
Chorus:
Mother you gave me happiness,
much more than words can say,
I pray the lord that he'll bless you,
Every night and every day.
Mother of mine now I am grown and
I can walk straight all on my own,
I'd like to give you what you gave to me,
Mother sweet mother of mine.
Chorus
Mother of mine now I am grown and
I can walk straight all on my own,
I'd like to give you what you gave to me,
Mother sweet mother of mine.
Mother sweet mother of mine
Tuesday, June 23, 2015
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