The other day, you, my dear hubby, asked me as to what I know about you and what I have understood about you in these almost 7 years....and this post has been pending in my draft section, ever since that day! And, finally it's seeing daylight today! So, here's the list.
- You are short-tempered (even though my mom doesn't admit it)
- You are patient enough to handle me, when I am in my worst moods.
- You handle pressure situations very calmly.
- You don't get tensed even if whole hell breaks loose. You are interested only in the paper and TV.
- You like to tell Swathi, that I love her sister more, and you intend to do that even after they grow up!
- You love to irritate me!
- You always like to pull Kicha's leg, and this irritates me further!
- You like to show off your love for me, in front of your friends. (I'm not sure, if it's the effect of your friends, but I like it, nevertheless)
- You, like a kid, become irritated, if you are hungry.
- Even though, you are not the typical romantic types, you have all it takes to be a wonderful and caring husband. The other day, when my car's rear view mirror broke, because of an auto, and I called you on the spot, the first question you asked was, 'What happened to you?', and not 'What happened to the car?'. Do you know, how much that meant to me? (Though God knows, what would have happened to you, if you had asked the second question, first)
- You love our daughters, more than you love me....(or is it as much as you love me?) I'm jealous!!!
- You take pride, when they achieve something in their schools.
- You claim that they are your girls, when they are good, and that they are mine, when they are cranky. You look utterly childish, when you say these.
- You are not a mother's boy. In case of arguments, you neither talk in favor of me, nor your mom. You only support whoever is right, be it me or your mom. You are balanced.
- You like to help others in need. You don't think twice.
- You like vacations.
- You are a typical businessman!
- You like organizing functions.
- You, just like me, like to watch our marriage photos and CDs, over and over, again and again.
- YOU LOVE ME. (Poor me, I have to say this as well.)
And there are many more in the list. But they are only for you, and not for this post. :)
Happy Valentine's Day!
Come, let's fall in love....all over again!!!
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Monday, November 21, 2011
These days in kg3 household....
In the current age, there lives a girl called Swathi. Fortunately or unfortunately, she is the youngest in the family. Her main mission in this life is to never let her elder sister be in peace. Smruthi constantly lives in the fear of what item of hers will Swathi attack next!
Every day morning, before she leaves to school, Smruthi cleans her study table, locks her crayons, pencils, boxes, sketches, story books, markers, dusters, eraser, sharpner, what more and what not. And she also does the thing, which she ought not do! She WARNS her sister NOT to touch anything of hers, after she leaves for school. Swathi nods her head, acts like a good girl in front of her sister. She literally waits for her sister to leave the house, wave tata, good-bye to her and comes upstairs to their room, and does exactly the thing which her sister told her not to do. She starts raiding the entire room, finds out all the hidden new pencils, markers and sketchpens. And to make matters worse, she also sharpens all her new pencils, till they are half-over. On seeing these, I panic, at the thought of what will happen when Smruthi sees these. So, I swap the half-sharpened pencils with new ones, clean the room of the sharpened bits and try to restore the same state of the pencils and boxes, (hoping that Smruthi doesn't find any difference) before I leave for office.
Come evening, both of them go into their room, and do something. They play, share their things, and continue with whatever they are doing. I relax thinking that all is well. Suddenly, I hear screams and shouts from their room. I panic, thinking that one of them is hurt and rush towards their room. And BOTH of them are crying. Upon investigation, seems like Swathi had received nice blastings from Smruthi, and so both were crying. Swathi - because, she was beat by her sister, and Smruthi - because her new pencils were gone.
"Ennoda pudhu pencils ellathayum iva sharp pannita"
(She has sharpened ALL my new pencils)
I try to pacify her saying that I had kept new pencils to swap her already sharpened pencils. She opens her boxes and shows me all the sharpened pencils. Seems like the little one has continued her raid and repeated the process, in the afternoon also, before Smruthi came back from school. (Swathi leaves for school after Smruthi and comes home before her!) And there goes another set of new pencils! Swathi becomes so happy, if she has succeeded in irritating her sister, and knows perfectly well, how to do this.
The other day, Smruthi comes home with a gift pack from her school , which had a full stationary set. It was a return gift given by a birthday baby in her class. Swathi tries to pacify her sister, to share them with her. But Smruthi would not budge. So, obviously, she started crying, and here goes the conversation between them:
Smruthi: No way! This was given by Ansh. I will not give you.
Swathi (crying): Wait, wait! I will tell appa, when he comes.
Smruthi (maintaing her cool): So? I will not give even then!
Swathi (still crying): Wait wait, I will tell amma not to get you lolly-pop
Smruthi : I don' t want ( in the same tone as "I-don't-care" in some old advt)
Me: (trying to intervene): Smruthi, why don't you be a good girl and give it to her just this one time?
Swathi (immdly): Amma, nee london-ke poidu ma! Akka solra pechaye ketka maatengara!!!
(Amma, you better go to London itself. Akka is not at all listening to anybody's words)
On hearing these, immediately Smruthi started crying and Swathi stopped hers.
I was totally shocked and looked dumb-founded on hearing these words.
This little git, knows perfectly well, as to what will make her sister cry and what will not!!!
Every day morning, before she leaves to school, Smruthi cleans her study table, locks her crayons, pencils, boxes, sketches, story books, markers, dusters, eraser, sharpner, what more and what not. And she also does the thing, which she ought not do! She WARNS her sister NOT to touch anything of hers, after she leaves for school. Swathi nods her head, acts like a good girl in front of her sister. She literally waits for her sister to leave the house, wave tata, good-bye to her and comes upstairs to their room, and does exactly the thing which her sister told her not to do. She starts raiding the entire room, finds out all the hidden new pencils, markers and sketchpens. And to make matters worse, she also sharpens all her new pencils, till they are half-over. On seeing these, I panic, at the thought of what will happen when Smruthi sees these. So, I swap the half-sharpened pencils with new ones, clean the room of the sharpened bits and try to restore the same state of the pencils and boxes, (hoping that Smruthi doesn't find any difference) before I leave for office.
Come evening, both of them go into their room, and do something. They play, share their things, and continue with whatever they are doing. I relax thinking that all is well. Suddenly, I hear screams and shouts from their room. I panic, thinking that one of them is hurt and rush towards their room. And BOTH of them are crying. Upon investigation, seems like Swathi had received nice blastings from Smruthi, and so both were crying. Swathi - because, she was beat by her sister, and Smruthi - because her new pencils were gone.
"Ennoda pudhu pencils ellathayum iva sharp pannita"
(She has sharpened ALL my new pencils)
I try to pacify her saying that I had kept new pencils to swap her already sharpened pencils. She opens her boxes and shows me all the sharpened pencils. Seems like the little one has continued her raid and repeated the process, in the afternoon also, before Smruthi came back from school. (Swathi leaves for school after Smruthi and comes home before her!) And there goes another set of new pencils! Swathi becomes so happy, if she has succeeded in irritating her sister, and knows perfectly well, how to do this.
The other day, Smruthi comes home with a gift pack from her school , which had a full stationary set. It was a return gift given by a birthday baby in her class. Swathi tries to pacify her sister, to share them with her. But Smruthi would not budge. So, obviously, she started crying, and here goes the conversation between them:
Smruthi: No way! This was given by Ansh. I will not give you.
Swathi (crying): Wait, wait! I will tell appa, when he comes.
Smruthi (maintaing her cool): So? I will not give even then!
Swathi (still crying): Wait wait, I will tell amma not to get you lolly-pop
Smruthi : I don' t want ( in the same tone as "I-don't-care" in some old advt)
Me: (trying to intervene): Smruthi, why don't you be a good girl and give it to her just this one time?
Swathi (immdly): Amma, nee london-ke poidu ma! Akka solra pechaye ketka maatengara!!!
(Amma, you better go to London itself. Akka is not at all listening to anybody's words)
On hearing these, immediately Smruthi started crying and Swathi stopped hers.
I was totally shocked and looked dumb-founded on hearing these words.
This little git, knows perfectly well, as to what will make her sister cry and what will not!!!
Saturday, November 19, 2011
7am Arivu - My view
Well, I can't stop from giving comments on this one. Never have I been so disappointed by a movie, which I wanted to watch very badly - not even the Harry Potter ones! The main reason being.....I'll come to that later. Good things first!
The movie starts with Bodhidharma leaving for China, and those were the only parts of the film which met the expectations. Even if the Bodhidharma history had been extended, the movie would have been worth watching, and Surya was as usual good - both as Aravind and Bodhidharma. And the next best thing about me watching this movie, was that both my daughters were well-behaved throughout the movie (except for frequent visits to the loo, bickering me for pop-corn and pestering me as to when the movie will end). Maybe, that is the reason why this time, the movie was not good. Murphy's law!
The script was good, and the story could have been directed even better. The second half of the movie looked as if the director didn't know what to do next, and asked the characters to go and just act on the screen. The main focus had been on projecting a powerful Dong-Lee, that all logic was forgotten to the core. The director has extended the dimensions of hypnotism, to the level of transferring the martial arts skills to the hypnotised person, within a second's look. Dialogues & dialogue deliveries too could have been better.
The main reason why I was so upset with the movie, (right from the beginning) was Shruthi Hassan. Average looks, average dance, poor dialogue delivery, and absolutely NO acting skills. And to think, she is Kamal's daughter!!! KAMAL's daughter. Forget acting, she couldn't even give a romantic expression. She was totally bland in the song - "Mun andhi saalai.." there was absolutely no expression at all!!! Looking at this song, I got the similar taste of disgust, when I saw SJ Suryah dance for "Mayilirage...'. I no more like that song after that. Shruthi Hassan could seriously do with some genetic transformation to inherit some of her father's acting skills.
Positives: Aravind, Bodhidharma & Dong-Lee
Negatives: Poor direction, loose story-line and SHRUTHI HASSAN
Overall, a nice story wasted!!!
The movie starts with Bodhidharma leaving for China, and those were the only parts of the film which met the expectations. Even if the Bodhidharma history had been extended, the movie would have been worth watching, and Surya was as usual good - both as Aravind and Bodhidharma. And the next best thing about me watching this movie, was that both my daughters were well-behaved throughout the movie (except for frequent visits to the loo, bickering me for pop-corn and pestering me as to when the movie will end). Maybe, that is the reason why this time, the movie was not good. Murphy's law!
The script was good, and the story could have been directed even better. The second half of the movie looked as if the director didn't know what to do next, and asked the characters to go and just act on the screen. The main focus had been on projecting a powerful Dong-Lee, that all logic was forgotten to the core. The director has extended the dimensions of hypnotism, to the level of transferring the martial arts skills to the hypnotised person, within a second's look. Dialogues & dialogue deliveries too could have been better.
The main reason why I was so upset with the movie, (right from the beginning) was Shruthi Hassan. Average looks, average dance, poor dialogue delivery, and absolutely NO acting skills. And to think, she is Kamal's daughter!!! KAMAL's daughter. Forget acting, she couldn't even give a romantic expression. She was totally bland in the song - "Mun andhi saalai.." there was absolutely no expression at all!!! Looking at this song, I got the similar taste of disgust, when I saw SJ Suryah dance for "Mayilirage...'. I no more like that song after that. Shruthi Hassan could seriously do with some genetic transformation to inherit some of her father's acting skills.
Positives: Aravind, Bodhidharma & Dong-Lee
Negatives: Poor direction, loose story-line and SHRUTHI HASSAN
Overall, a nice story wasted!!!
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Happiness...
Yesterday morning, when I was driving to office, there was this program in one of the radio stations, where the RJ was talking about how we measure happiness. He was saying that research has proved that, it is mostly the small small minute things, which bring great joy to our lives, like saying a small thank you, or a good morning wish and so on...(and I was wondering why a research was even required to prove this? Wasn't it obvious enough?) And then, there was the public calling and sharing their moments where a small event had made them so happy. So, here I was, wondering about the happiest moments in my life. Weirdly enough, I was able to recall only the not-so-happy moments instantly. Not that I don't have any happy memories, just that our mind resides mainly on the recent events, even when we have so many happy memories at the back of our mind...Ever since, I am recollecting all the happiest memories in my life so far (so that I don't have trouble the next time someone asks me about them)
So, down the memory lane, some of my happiest moments.....(as far as my memory can take me)
- when I got my first bi- cycle
- when I learnt to ride my father's TVS-50 without any guidance
- when my father was so proud of me pursuing an engineering career
- the all-girls talks we had in our gang during our college tour
- when I got back my supposed-to-be-lost friendship
- my engineering graduation
- when I got my first job, and I showed the offer letter to my father
- when I got my first account details and my first debit card (with zero balance)
- when Sri told me 'I love you' for the first time (and every time he tells me that, for that matter!)
- when me and sri held hands for the first time in the beach
-when i introduced sri to my friend and colleague, before our marriage, he told me that he was happy to see me happy and that we are a made-for-each-other couple
- when I realised that I was pregnant for the first time
- when Sri shouted "Smruthi di Smruthi"in the labor ward
- when I realised that even my second was a girl when Sri shouted "Its Swathi again" in my labor ward
- when Smruthi was jumping when she heard that she had a baby SISTER
- every time I fight with Sri and I WIN. :)
- every saturday morning, when smruthi confirms if I am on leave for the next two days
- the joy on my kids face last week when me and sri returned from diwali shopping, carrying bags full of crackers
- the hug which smruthi gave me for 5 whole minutes when I returned from UK
- when sri told me that I need not go for any more onsite trips when I returned (not that he does like that, but because, he missed me)
- when my best friend told me that he was so glad that he and sri have bonded so easily and we were still able to continue our friendship even after 10 odd years
-when the same friend complimented me saying that my blogs are good (I don't remember him appreciating me for anything else)
- the surprise b'day gift which sri gave me last year
- once, when I gave nice blastings to Smruthi, (for what, I don't remember now), she was crying and I felt so bad, that I went and told her as to how I am being a very bad mother, and that I should not have shouted at her, she instantly replied that, I am NOT a bad mother, even though she was still crying. That is one of the precious moments of my life.
...more to come as and when I remember....
So, down the memory lane, some of my happiest moments.....(as far as my memory can take me)
- when I got my first bi- cycle
- when I learnt to ride my father's TVS-50 without any guidance
- when my father was so proud of me pursuing an engineering career
- the all-girls talks we had in our gang during our college tour
- when I got back my supposed-to-be-lost friendship
- my engineering graduation
- when I got my first job, and I showed the offer letter to my father
- when I got my first account details and my first debit card (with zero balance)
- when Sri told me 'I love you' for the first time (and every time he tells me that, for that matter!)
- when me and sri held hands for the first time in the beach
-when i introduced sri to my friend and colleague, before our marriage, he told me that he was happy to see me happy and that we are a made-for-each-other couple
- when I realised that I was pregnant for the first time
- when Sri shouted "Smruthi di Smruthi"in the labor ward
- when I realised that even my second was a girl when Sri shouted "Its Swathi again" in my labor ward
- when Smruthi was jumping when she heard that she had a baby SISTER
- every time I fight with Sri and I WIN. :)
- every saturday morning, when smruthi confirms if I am on leave for the next two days
- the joy on my kids face last week when me and sri returned from diwali shopping, carrying bags full of crackers
- the hug which smruthi gave me for 5 whole minutes when I returned from UK
- when sri told me that I need not go for any more onsite trips when I returned (not that he does like that, but because, he missed me)
- when my best friend told me that he was so glad that he and sri have bonded so easily and we were still able to continue our friendship even after 10 odd years
-when the same friend complimented me saying that my blogs are good (I don't remember him appreciating me for anything else)
- the surprise b'day gift which sri gave me last year
- once, when I gave nice blastings to Smruthi, (for what, I don't remember now), she was crying and I felt so bad, that I went and told her as to how I am being a very bad mother, and that I should not have shouted at her, she instantly replied that, I am NOT a bad mother, even though she was still crying. That is one of the precious moments of my life.
...more to come as and when I remember....
Monday, October 17, 2011
Passport To A Healthy Pregnancy
When they placed you in my arms you slipped into my heart
I never knew how much a person could love until i became a mommy.
Every time you say “Mommy, I love you” my heart melts.
Pregnancy - Every woman's birth right. Getting pregnant, feeling the baby, enjoying the elder's pampering, husband's unique love when you carry his child, entering labor, feeling the pain, pushing so hard, so that the baby needn't try hard, hearing the first cry, the smell of the baby, breastfeeding, the sleepless nights , the first smile, first crawl, first tooth, first walk, the innocence, the mischiefs , the tantrums, the this, the that - the joy of all these can never be explained enough in words. To realize the full meaning of these, you need to be a mother.
The moment you learn you are pregnant, your mind is filled with all sorts of questions, and the moment, you declare that you are pregnant, you can find that the whole wide universe, including Tom, Dick and Harry are ready to shower you with - not love, advises. Advise first - Love next. For the same question, you will get 100 different solutions. So, my best advise is (well, I'm also a part of this universe, right?) - don't listen to any of these. Just listen to your doctor, and your inner-self. Yes, your inner-self. Nature knows best. It will tell you what and when.
Enjoy your pregnancy time with your baby and husband. Whatever discomforts you may face during pregnancy, remember, it's for the goodness of your baby. Don't whine and enjoy even those. Do what you enjoy most, hold hands with your partner and go for evening walks, feel the little butterfly kicks. Be happy all the time. Your baby will know it. Talk to your baby. She(He) will hear it. Give gentle massages to your tummy. Your baby will love them. This is the time. Involve your partner throughout your pregnancy. This is when the actual bonding starts - not only between you and your baby, but also, between your partner and your baby, and most importantly, between you and your partner as well!
The best thing which happened to me during my pregnancy - next to darling hubby and parents, of course, was my doctor(s). Though, I didn't like her in the beginning, I was forced to consult her, owing to my in-laws previous experiences with the hospital . Whatever, complaint I gave her, she used to revert back with a natural remedy. The medications which she gave me were a bare minimum, to which I owe her a lot. I have seen many cases, where pregnant moms take lot of medication, and the result affecting the baby after delivery. Here, I share some of those tips with you readers!
(3rd month)
Me: Doc, I'm unable to eat anything, since, I have frequent vomitting.
She: Its fine, until your third month.
Me: Do, I need to take any calcium or iron tablets, since my other pregnant friends are having.?
She: Drink milk, have curd. That is calcium. Eat green leaves. That is iron.
Me: Do, I need to be on bed-rest for some time?
She: You are pregnant, not a patient, remember that.
(6th month)
Me: I'm getting back-pain
She: Do you go for walking??
Him (immdly): Not at all doc
She: Then, obviously you will have back pain
Me: Any tablets for cure?
She: Use hot water bag and go walking
Me: For cold?
She: Try hot-water steaming
Me: Fever?
She: Paracetamol
Me: (grrrrrrrrrrr)
Me: okay! Can I take saffron, to increase the complexion of the baby?
She: Oh yes, you can! But, don't take brinjal, else, your baby may become purple. Or don't eat green leaves. What if the baby turns green?
(I will never forget her sarcasm, or forgive her either!)
(9th month)
Me: From when can I take leave before delivery?
She: Why??
Me: So, that I can be on rest?
She: You can continue working until you get pain
Me: (shocked) What if get into labor, when I'm in office?
She: Then, take a bus and come here directly. (Not even an auto. A bus!)
It was all I could do, to control myself from screaming at her at every visit. The only reason, I didn't change my hospital, was that this was the only hospital I knew in Chennai, which allowed husbands inside the labor ward, and that too a mandatory factor. But, when the time came for delivery, there couldn't have been a better doctor, who made me so comfortable, so relaxed, and so effectively took care of my delivery. She was awesome, that inspite of all my not-so-good-thoughts about her, I automatically, went to her even for my second delivery - without even any second thoughts.
I dedicate this blog to my doctor - Dr. Rajasri, (EVKMC, Chennai). Thank you so much doctor, and am sorry, that I couldn't get a chance to tell you this even once, during my two pregnancy visits, that, you were AWESOME. Given a chance, I would prefer only you for even my daughters' deliveries. Here are the photos of the babies you helped me to deliver.
I never knew how much a person could love until i became a mommy.
Every time you say “Mommy, I love you” my heart melts.
Pregnancy - Every woman's birth right. Getting pregnant, feeling the baby, enjoying the elder's pampering, husband's unique love when you carry his child, entering labor, feeling the pain, pushing so hard, so that the baby needn't try hard, hearing the first cry, the smell of the baby, breastfeeding, the sleepless nights , the first smile, first crawl, first tooth, first walk, the innocence, the mischiefs , the tantrums, the this, the that - the joy of all these can never be explained enough in words. To realize the full meaning of these, you need to be a mother.
The moment you learn you are pregnant, your mind is filled with all sorts of questions, and the moment, you declare that you are pregnant, you can find that the whole wide universe, including Tom, Dick and Harry are ready to shower you with - not love, advises. Advise first - Love next. For the same question, you will get 100 different solutions. So, my best advise is (well, I'm also a part of this universe, right?) - don't listen to any of these. Just listen to your doctor, and your inner-self. Yes, your inner-self. Nature knows best. It will tell you what and when.
Enjoy your pregnancy time with your baby and husband. Whatever discomforts you may face during pregnancy, remember, it's for the goodness of your baby. Don't whine and enjoy even those. Do what you enjoy most, hold hands with your partner and go for evening walks, feel the little butterfly kicks. Be happy all the time. Your baby will know it. Talk to your baby. She(He) will hear it. Give gentle massages to your tummy. Your baby will love them. This is the time. Involve your partner throughout your pregnancy. This is when the actual bonding starts - not only between you and your baby, but also, between your partner and your baby, and most importantly, between you and your partner as well!
The best thing which happened to me during my pregnancy - next to darling hubby and parents, of course, was my doctor(s). Though, I didn't like her in the beginning, I was forced to consult her, owing to my in-laws previous experiences with the hospital . Whatever, complaint I gave her, she used to revert back with a natural remedy. The medications which she gave me were a bare minimum, to which I owe her a lot. I have seen many cases, where pregnant moms take lot of medication, and the result affecting the baby after delivery. Here, I share some of those tips with you readers!
(3rd month)
Me: Doc, I'm unable to eat anything, since, I have frequent vomitting.
She: Its fine, until your third month.
Me: Do, I need to take any calcium or iron tablets, since my other pregnant friends are having.?
She: Drink milk, have curd. That is calcium. Eat green leaves. That is iron.
Me: Do, I need to be on bed-rest for some time?
She: You are pregnant, not a patient, remember that.
(6th month)
Me: I'm getting back-pain
She: Do you go for walking??
Him (immdly): Not at all doc
She: Then, obviously you will have back pain
Me: Any tablets for cure?
She: Use hot water bag and go walking
Me: For cold?
She: Try hot-water steaming
Me: Fever?
She: Paracetamol
Me: (grrrrrrrrrrr)
Me: okay! Can I take saffron, to increase the complexion of the baby?
She: Oh yes, you can! But, don't take brinjal, else, your baby may become purple. Or don't eat green leaves. What if the baby turns green?
(I will never forget her sarcasm, or forgive her either!)
(9th month)
Me: From when can I take leave before delivery?
She: Why??
Me: So, that I can be on rest?
She: You can continue working until you get pain
Me: (shocked) What if get into labor, when I'm in office?
She: Then, take a bus and come here directly. (Not even an auto. A bus!)
It was all I could do, to control myself from screaming at her at every visit. The only reason, I didn't change my hospital, was that this was the only hospital I knew in Chennai, which allowed husbands inside the labor ward, and that too a mandatory factor. But, when the time came for delivery, there couldn't have been a better doctor, who made me so comfortable, so relaxed, and so effectively took care of my delivery. She was awesome, that inspite of all my not-so-good-thoughts about her, I automatically, went to her even for my second delivery - without even any second thoughts.
I dedicate this blog to my doctor - Dr. Rajasri, (EVKMC, Chennai). Thank you so much doctor, and am sorry, that I couldn't get a chance to tell you this even once, during my two pregnancy visits, that, you were AWESOME. Given a chance, I would prefer only you for even my daughters' deliveries. Here are the photos of the babies you helped me to deliver.
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Naan romba busy....
Life in the past few months....has been very busy. So busy, that I didn't even find time to blog about some incidents, which I wanted to. Well, I know some eyebrows will be raised, when I said I was busy. Well, my friend, 'busy' doesn't ONLY mean, that I am busy in office. I have a husband, in-laws and two kids, who are more than enough to keep me busy even when I am in home. And obviously enough, whatever I wanted to blog about was about them, and it was them who was keeping me busy enough not to let me write a blog when I wanted to....
So, here, I am penning down those thoughts, which I wanted to blog about, once upon a time...
In a nutshell.....
- Smruthi gave the opening speech for her sports day in Nehru Stadium, for which, I had to prepare for her speech, more than her. On the D day, she absolutely refused to give the speech, and that is when me and Sri had to bribe her with white boards and markers, to make her speak successfully. And yes, she did talk very nicely. After all, kaakaikum....
- Immediately, the week after that, Swathi's school was celebrating Independence Day, and her madam kept changing her proposed costumes every day. After changing from Radha, to Barbie girl and finally deciding on a Rajasthani costume...she was supposed to appear like a rajasthani girl... The way her maa'm explained to me was "You need to dress her up like how Tabu looks in the "Sandhana thendralai..." song... and somehow, I managed to make her look like that, not exactly, but the best I can.
These school programs are more work for the parents, and if there was one thing, which I was not able to afford to my school-going kids, it is TIME. Very difficult. Inspite of that, I managed to give them my best and I was there with them when they performed. I am proud of myself for that. Hats off to me.
- Coming next, the frequent fights, between me and Sri, and the expected-but-never-came-romances. DOT.
- I finally, FINALLY managed to watch a Harry Potter movie in the theatres. History should not say that a die-hard HP fan, has not seen even a single HP movie in the theater. So, in order to make history, after desperate attempts, watched HP and the Deathly Hallows in PVR cinemas. And the most important point is, I was able to watch without hubby and kids' interruption. But, somehow, the movie did not impress me as much as the book did. I loved the books more!!! Anyways, history has been made.
- I was invited for a birthday party of a kid, by a mom, who was totally unknown to me. On attending her call, I was greeted as "Am I talking to Smruthi's mother?" That was the first time, I was addressed like that, and I liked it. She was the mother of Smruthi's classmate, another S. Seems like she always used to talk about Smruthi and few other girls, whenever she returned from school, and so this mother thought that her daughter would like it, if she invited my daughter for the party. And so, we attended her party, I had no clue of the people there, simply went for the cake-cutting , gifted the child and returned back home. When I asked Smruthi, if she enjoyed the party, weirdly enough, she replied that 'S' was not her friend, just a classmate. So, not a big deal!. This girl knows to differentiate between friends and classmates??? I was dumb-struck, as always!!!!
- Smruthi, of late has been asking me questions like, "When will I get married?", "When will you get me married?", "Who will act as the boy, when I get married?" "Only you have to dress me and comb my hair for my marriage as well" and stuff like that, to which I am totally clueless, as to what to answer and how to handle them. May be its the effect of seeing our marriage CD, during our anniversary week. What is the urgency dear! You don't know what you are asking for!
- Smruthi-Swathi fights are reaching an all time high...and there's no stopping either of them, once they get into the conflict mode. Such incidents always drain me of all the energy, and all I can think of at such times is, "when will these girls, grow up, get married and leave the house, so that I can be in peace?"
- Back to the romantic times between me and him, post the accident incident. DOT.
Signing off for now.....
So, here, I am penning down those thoughts, which I wanted to blog about, once upon a time...
In a nutshell.....
- Smruthi gave the opening speech for her sports day in Nehru Stadium, for which, I had to prepare for her speech, more than her. On the D day, she absolutely refused to give the speech, and that is when me and Sri had to bribe her with white boards and markers, to make her speak successfully. And yes, she did talk very nicely. After all, kaakaikum....
- Immediately, the week after that, Swathi's school was celebrating Independence Day, and her madam kept changing her proposed costumes every day. After changing from Radha, to Barbie girl and finally deciding on a Rajasthani costume...she was supposed to appear like a rajasthani girl... The way her maa'm explained to me was "You need to dress her up like how Tabu looks in the "Sandhana thendralai..." song... and somehow, I managed to make her look like that, not exactly, but the best I can.
These school programs are more work for the parents, and if there was one thing, which I was not able to afford to my school-going kids, it is TIME. Very difficult. Inspite of that, I managed to give them my best and I was there with them when they performed. I am proud of myself for that. Hats off to me.
- Coming next, the frequent fights, between me and Sri, and the expected-but-never-came-romances. DOT.
- I finally, FINALLY managed to watch a Harry Potter movie in the theatres. History should not say that a die-hard HP fan, has not seen even a single HP movie in the theater. So, in order to make history, after desperate attempts, watched HP and the Deathly Hallows in PVR cinemas. And the most important point is, I was able to watch without hubby and kids' interruption. But, somehow, the movie did not impress me as much as the book did. I loved the books more!!! Anyways, history has been made.
- I was invited for a birthday party of a kid, by a mom, who was totally unknown to me. On attending her call, I was greeted as "Am I talking to Smruthi's mother?" That was the first time, I was addressed like that, and I liked it. She was the mother of Smruthi's classmate, another S. Seems like she always used to talk about Smruthi and few other girls, whenever she returned from school, and so this mother thought that her daughter would like it, if she invited my daughter for the party. And so, we attended her party, I had no clue of the people there, simply went for the cake-cutting , gifted the child and returned back home. When I asked Smruthi, if she enjoyed the party, weirdly enough, she replied that 'S' was not her friend, just a classmate. So, not a big deal!. This girl knows to differentiate between friends and classmates??? I was dumb-struck, as always!!!!
- Smruthi, of late has been asking me questions like, "When will I get married?", "When will you get me married?", "Who will act as the boy, when I get married?" "Only you have to dress me and comb my hair for my marriage as well" and stuff like that, to which I am totally clueless, as to what to answer and how to handle them. May be its the effect of seeing our marriage CD, during our anniversary week. What is the urgency dear! You don't know what you are asking for!
- Smruthi-Swathi fights are reaching an all time high...and there's no stopping either of them, once they get into the conflict mode. Such incidents always drain me of all the energy, and all I can think of at such times is, "when will these girls, grow up, get married and leave the house, so that I can be in peace?"
- Back to the romantic times between me and him, post the accident incident. DOT.
Signing off for now.....
Monday, September 5, 2011
Successful sixth
Dear Mr.kg3,
Another successful year. This year also, like always, we've had our own share of fights and romances, but of late, I can remember more of the fights than the romances. We have been fighting, okay...okay... I have been fighting more with you recently, but that will never stop me loving you. Kovam irukara idathula than gunam irukum (thank god, someone invented this dialogue.) But, today, I love you more than I loved you last year this day, and this will grow every year. Given another chance, I would prefer to sit next to you and keep arguing rather than go to some foreign country and hear romantic songs alone and miss you. Once, when I called you from onsite at 3 in the morning, and asked you if you really miss me or not, you replied that I will know once I come back and see you. And I knew that, once I saw you! I realised that you may not be good in expressing your feelings, but you still love me, as much as I love you. Thanks for making me realise that.
- ur wife.
Another successful year. This year also, like always, we've had our own share of fights and romances, but of late, I can remember more of the fights than the romances. We have been fighting, okay...okay... I have been fighting more with you recently, but that will never stop me loving you. Kovam irukara idathula than gunam irukum (thank god, someone invented this dialogue.) But, today, I love you more than I loved you last year this day, and this will grow every year. Given another chance, I would prefer to sit next to you and keep arguing rather than go to some foreign country and hear romantic songs alone and miss you. Once, when I called you from onsite at 3 in the morning, and asked you if you really miss me or not, you replied that I will know once I come back and see you. And I knew that, once I saw you! I realised that you may not be good in expressing your feelings, but you still love me, as much as I love you. Thanks for making me realise that.
- ur wife.
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