I take the bus to work, well I don’t have a car so I hv to take the bus and I am this green revolutionist who believes that if I can avoid travelling by car even 1/4th of the times I am gonna save the Earth. Well, I believe it, so it has to be true :)
I experienced this horrific moment whilst travelling in the BUS. Now some background about the bus. The newer species of the bus are quite spacious and at the same time a low floored one. I believe the basic idea is to let the people (irrespective of their caste, creed, age or $ex) getting in or getting off the bus quite comfortably. For the benefit of the ladies/gals/women/aunties/grannies (the female human race) there are a total of 3 seats reserved in the bus. These are F3 (first few front) seats which are all on one side or distributed on either sides of the bus. So if u see the gentlemen getting into the bus and their heads locked up in “watch the sky” pose you know what they are looking for, sign posts to tell them that the seats are reserved for ladies. Moving ahead , these seats are right on the tyres. I highly doubt these buses have good shock absorbing mechanism, again since I believe it must be true.
On my way to office there is this patch of road (I shall call it road A), which equates to a mountainous rough patch of a not-so-well-defined-path. Implying, the road is just terrible, the bus on this road is like seeing the bus and along with the bus seeing all the passengers jumping up and down, cos of the uneven roads. Today, I sat on the 3rd seat which keeps you away from the people who crowd the aisle. The minute the bus embarked on road A, the bus was jumping up and down, so were the people and so was I. Up and down, up and down, and then the horrific moment struck me, the baby flab (hhhhhhmmmmmm I still insist on the word baby) that has collected around my waist was continuing with the jumps long after we had left the road A and it jumped up and down and up and down for a good 5 seconds. 5 seconds of nerve wrecking, breath holding, devastating realization that the flab is there, and it jumps like a jelly. What was worse was, it didn’t stop at that, the horrific moment (now possibly stretched into an hour) continued, when I walked from the bus stop all the way to the office, the jelly jump of my flab continued :(. And I decided to slow down least it should be apparent to everybody else. Jelly-jumps-of-my-own-flab I was horrified, how could they???
03 December, 2009
01 December, 2009
2.2.2 (2 point 2 point 2)
There is NOT a single day that I thank God for having blessed Me and Su with a wonderful child.
She never ceases to surprise me/us.
WEEK ONE OF PLAYSCHOOL
Day 1 of her playschool, after she came back from school and we had our lunch she started with this
"Minke minke lil star hob i wonder bot you rrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
up above world so highhhhhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiii lik a diamond in d kkkkkkkkkyyyyyyyyyy"
no points for guessing that rhyme. Well the first time she sang, I really wasn't paying attention to her. Why cos I and mum spent 2 months repeating twinkle twinkle and hoping that mummu would recite it once atleast once and voila she did. She chose the first day of her playschool.
Day 2 of her playschool, I come home and find her happily going about humming something which is similar on the lines of
"Johnny yes papa, eating shugaaaaaa noooooooooo papppppppppppppaaaaaaaaaa, lelling lies nooooooooo pappaaaaaaaaa" a very prompinent and long pause and I say "open your mouth"
she says "hahaha". How do you think I felt, "Aaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmazzzzzzzzzzinnnnnnnnnnnggggggg people"
Day 3, I come home and can't smile in the anticipation that there is another poem waiting for me, and ofcourse there is this time it is "chubby cheeks roshie lifs teeth withi curly hair very fair eyes are blooo lovoly too teachr's pet is that you" "yes yes yes"(shouts out loud)
Day 4 nothing day 5 nothing.
End of Week one
WEEK TWO
Day 2
COUPLE OF DAYS in week one just passed by without any new addition/s. Well then I thought what the heck, the teachers are doing a good job as it is teaching her english rhymes, lemme start with some hindi ones.
So I did teach her one, complete with actions and expressions (lot of my friends will vouch that I m good at it).
Day 3
Late in the evening I am busy watching TV, and Mummu comes to me and says
"Machi jal ki rani ye, ja ki rani pani hai, haath lagao dar jaaegi, bhar nikalo darr jaaegi" corrects herself and says "baar nikalo marr jaegi" and then she adds "goo girl"
Wow it just took her a day to memorise and recite the poem.
Day 4
I call up her playschool teacher
Me "Ma'am I am really sorry I couldn't make it to the PTA"
Teacher "No problem maam, Mummus progress is GOOD infact VERY VERY GOOD"
Me "Really, so what do you teach her, I believe poems"
Teacher(dumbfound...I could actually see her face through the phone) "No maam, we just have activites and this month we are teaching her colors, we are teaching her blue color"
Me " Really no poems no ABCD"
Teacher "well ABCD yes, but no poems she is still quite young for that"
Me "thanks" my turn to be dumbfound, my lil gal all of 2 years 2 months and 2 days, has all grown up. She listens to the poems, remembers the actions and spills it out when you least expect it.
She never ceases to surprise me/us.
WEEK ONE OF PLAYSCHOOL
Day 1 of her playschool, after she came back from school and we had our lunch she started with this
"Minke minke lil star hob i wonder bot you rrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
up above world so highhhhhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiii lik a diamond in d kkkkkkkkkyyyyyyyyyy"
no points for guessing that rhyme. Well the first time she sang, I really wasn't paying attention to her. Why cos I and mum spent 2 months repeating twinkle twinkle and hoping that mummu would recite it once atleast once and voila she did. She chose the first day of her playschool.
Day 2 of her playschool, I come home and find her happily going about humming something which is similar on the lines of
"Johnny yes papa, eating shugaaaaaa noooooooooo papppppppppppppaaaaaaaaaa, lelling lies nooooooooo pappaaaaaaaaa" a very prompinent and long pause and I say "open your mouth"
she says "hahaha". How do you think I felt, "Aaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmazzzzzzzzzzinnnnnnnnnnnggggggg people"
Day 3, I come home and can't smile in the anticipation that there is another poem waiting for me, and ofcourse there is this time it is "chubby cheeks roshie lifs teeth withi curly hair very fair eyes are blooo lovoly too teachr's pet is that you" "yes yes yes"(shouts out loud)
Day 4 nothing day 5 nothing.
End of Week one
WEEK TWO
Day 2
COUPLE OF DAYS in week one just passed by without any new addition/s. Well then I thought what the heck, the teachers are doing a good job as it is teaching her english rhymes, lemme start with some hindi ones.
So I did teach her one, complete with actions and expressions (lot of my friends will vouch that I m good at it).
Day 3
Late in the evening I am busy watching TV, and Mummu comes to me and says
"Machi jal ki rani ye, ja ki rani pani hai, haath lagao dar jaaegi, bhar nikalo darr jaaegi" corrects herself and says "baar nikalo marr jaegi" and then she adds "goo girl"
Wow it just took her a day to memorise and recite the poem.
Day 4
I call up her playschool teacher
Me "Ma'am I am really sorry I couldn't make it to the PTA"
Teacher "No problem maam, Mummus progress is GOOD infact VERY VERY GOOD"
Me "Really, so what do you teach her, I believe poems"
Teacher(dumbfound...I could actually see her face through the phone) "No maam, we just have activites and this month we are teaching her colors, we are teaching her blue color"
Me " Really no poems no ABCD"
Teacher "well ABCD yes, but no poems she is still quite young for that"
Me "thanks" my turn to be dumbfound, my lil gal all of 2 years 2 months and 2 days, has all grown up. She listens to the poems, remembers the actions and spills it out when you least expect it.
25 November, 2009
I do not know
Sometimes when we promise Mummu that we are taking her on the bike, if we then do not take her out,
I do not know if mummu will yell or be coaxed by some other incentive that she might get
Sometimes when I am busy with my laptop,
I do not know if she will ask me to “show photo” followed by “pleash pleash” (read please) or just yell bringing an angry expression on her face and then tears will follow
Sometimes when I am hugging her
I do not know if she would say “huggy huggy” and hug me back or she would turn around and scratch my face cos she has got irritated
Sometimes when I say “gimme muchi”
I do not know if she will say “muchi muchi” and gimme a peck or she would be just stuck to my face like bee to the honey
Sometimes when I say “eat chochi” (eat your food)
I do not know if she will start with “poon poon poon” and eat with a spoon or she will just start eating with both her hands
Sometimes when me and Su are holding hands
I do not know if she will just say “hand hand hand…” and be happy when I hold her hand or be happy when Su holds her hand
Sometimes when I call out to her
I do not know if she will come running to me or look at me and just go back to watching her “gaana”
Sometimes when Su calls up
I do not know if she talk to him and tell him “dadchi, mummy achi, amma achi, papu achi” (implies dad mom beat me, granny beat me, papu beat me…so much for being honest) and wud giggle or she would just say “ No No No”
Sometimes when Mummu see babies
I do not know if she is just gonna say “baby baby baby” and leave the baby alone or just hug and kiss and not leave the baby alone
In all this I do not know
If she is adorably sweet or sweetly stubborn
I do not know if mummu will yell or be coaxed by some other incentive that she might get
Sometimes when I am busy with my laptop,
I do not know if she will ask me to “show photo” followed by “pleash pleash” (read please) or just yell bringing an angry expression on her face and then tears will follow
Sometimes when I am hugging her
I do not know if she would say “huggy huggy” and hug me back or she would turn around and scratch my face cos she has got irritated
Sometimes when I say “gimme muchi”
I do not know if she will say “muchi muchi” and gimme a peck or she would be just stuck to my face like bee to the honey
Sometimes when I say “eat chochi” (eat your food)
I do not know if she will start with “poon poon poon” and eat with a spoon or she will just start eating with both her hands
Sometimes when me and Su are holding hands
I do not know if she will just say “hand hand hand…” and be happy when I hold her hand or be happy when Su holds her hand
Sometimes when I call out to her
I do not know if she will come running to me or look at me and just go back to watching her “gaana”
Sometimes when Su calls up
I do not know if she talk to him and tell him “dadchi, mummy achi, amma achi, papu achi” (implies dad mom beat me, granny beat me, papu beat me…so much for being honest) and wud giggle or she would just say “ No No No”
Sometimes when Mummu see babies
I do not know if she is just gonna say “baby baby baby” and leave the baby alone or just hug and kiss and not leave the baby alone
In all this I do not know
If she is adorably sweet or sweetly stubborn
Sometimes I know...
Sometimes I go to drop Mummu till her school bus and once she is in, I wonder if she is gonna continue to cry till she reaches her school. But I know in the next 5 seconds she will be quiet and probably smile and talk to the kids or the bai.
Sometimes when mummu calls out to me “mummmmmmmmmmyyyyyyy” I know the game has started,
I say “yes chiku”
and then she says “mummy”
and I say “yes chiku”
and she says “mummy”
and I say “Yes Chiku”
and then finally she says “yes chiku” smiles and goes about doing her own work.
Sometimes when I am going about doing my work at home and mummu wants to follow me around, she follows me around but couples that monotonous routine with few songs of her own. She sings “mummy mummy mummy mummy”
and then starts on with another song “mumma mumma mumma mumma mumma mumma” and then with a sweet cooing “mummia mummia mummia mummia mummia mummia”.
And I know her final thread of patience is dropped when she gives the loudest shout of “mmmmmmuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyyyy”
Sometimes after 3 times of saying potty (each after a gap of 1 minutes) I know she is eventually gonna pee on the sofa or on the carpet but not in the bathroom.
I know she has grown out of the nappy thingy. The minutes she comes back from playschool the nappy has to come off.
I know she has no said timetable for food nor what she wants to eat. I know that she can ask for a bikki (read biscuit) at 9pm in the night or ask for channa(I don’t know what it is called in English) at 10am and sometimes she so promptly says “chochi” that means food at the right time (lunch/dinner).
I know when Su calls out to her to go and do chuchu(pee) in the bathroom, she runs and goes to the bathroom, despite the fact that the lights are not on and that couple of seconds back she was deep in sleep.
And sometimes when I try to do the same thing, I know I would be challenged with a sweet “come come mummy”, it means I have to pick her up and taking her to the loo.
Sometimes when I am engrossed in watching TV, and not paying attention to mummu if she is calling out for me, I know she would come and hug me and gimme a peck.
Sometimes when I sit down to study(ya that is definitely “sometimes”) I know that Mummu is gonna ask me to give a book to her and insist that I read out for her.
The best is I know
when I say “ I love you chiku”
she says “ I lub you chikuuuuuuuuu”
and I say “ No say I love you mummy again”
and she says “ I lublub you mummy again” and she looks up and smiles
Sometimes when mummu calls out to me “mummmmmmmmmmyyyyyyy” I know the game has started,
I say “yes chiku”
and then she says “mummy”
and I say “yes chiku”
and she says “mummy”
and I say “Yes Chiku”
and then finally she says “yes chiku” smiles and goes about doing her own work.
Sometimes when I am going about doing my work at home and mummu wants to follow me around, she follows me around but couples that monotonous routine with few songs of her own. She sings “mummy mummy mummy mummy”
and then starts on with another song “mumma mumma mumma mumma mumma mumma” and then with a sweet cooing “mummia mummia mummia mummia mummia mummia”.
And I know her final thread of patience is dropped when she gives the loudest shout of “mmmmmmuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyyyy”
Sometimes after 3 times of saying potty (each after a gap of 1 minutes) I know she is eventually gonna pee on the sofa or on the carpet but not in the bathroom.
I know she has grown out of the nappy thingy. The minutes she comes back from playschool the nappy has to come off.
I know she has no said timetable for food nor what she wants to eat. I know that she can ask for a bikki (read biscuit) at 9pm in the night or ask for channa(I don’t know what it is called in English) at 10am and sometimes she so promptly says “chochi” that means food at the right time (lunch/dinner).
I know when Su calls out to her to go and do chuchu(pee) in the bathroom, she runs and goes to the bathroom, despite the fact that the lights are not on and that couple of seconds back she was deep in sleep.
And sometimes when I try to do the same thing, I know I would be challenged with a sweet “come come mummy”, it means I have to pick her up and taking her to the loo.
Sometimes when I am engrossed in watching TV, and not paying attention to mummu if she is calling out for me, I know she would come and hug me and gimme a peck.
Sometimes when I sit down to study(ya that is definitely “sometimes”) I know that Mummu is gonna ask me to give a book to her and insist that I read out for her.
The best is I know
when I say “ I love you chiku”
she says “ I lub you chikuuuuuuuuu”
and I say “ No say I love you mummy again”
and she says “ I lublub you mummy again” and she looks up and smiles
15 October, 2009
Simply Sweet…
There are times when mum is too tired and her leg hurts big time.
At such times when she sits down or on the chair, she finds it difficult to get up.
If I m around I generally lend a hand, or pull her or give her support so that she stand up and not wobble.
There was one such day when mum cudn’t get off the chair, so I as usual went to her and held her hand.
And the next thing I know Mummu was right besides her granny holding her other hand to help her.
Simply Sweet ya !!!
At such times when she sits down or on the chair, she finds it difficult to get up.
If I m around I generally lend a hand, or pull her or give her support so that she stand up and not wobble.
There was one such day when mum cudn’t get off the chair, so I as usual went to her and held her hand.
And the next thing I know Mummu was right besides her granny holding her other hand to help her.
Simply Sweet ya !!!
09 October, 2009
Being Naughty
ME: What time lunch?
Anklets: 12 sharp!!!
Anj: 12 it is then…but u gals never turn up at that exact time…its always half n hour late
Anklets: no no no Anj we will go at 12 Sharp…Promise
Anj: right so we will take the rick direct to inorbit and eat at Kiva
Me: Kiva it is
Anklets: Are we gonna drink?
Anj: We can
Me: Ofcourse we are!!!
A conversation between 3 gals deciding where to go for lunch>> Normal Conversation
Where to go for lunch during Weekdays >> Normal Conversation
Where to go for lunch during Weekdays during office hours >> a little Naughty Aha :)
Anklets: 12 sharp!!!
Anj: 12 it is then…but u gals never turn up at that exact time…its always half n hour late
Anklets: no no no Anj we will go at 12 Sharp…Promise
Anj: right so we will take the rick direct to inorbit and eat at Kiva
Me: Kiva it is
Anklets: Are we gonna drink?
Anj: We can
Me: Ofcourse we are!!!
A conversation between 3 gals deciding where to go for lunch>> Normal Conversation
Where to go for lunch during Weekdays >> Normal Conversation
Where to go for lunch during Weekdays during office hours >> a little Naughty Aha :)
My Horoscope says :
Friday, October 9th, 2009-- You know what you're supposed to do, but you might not be able to resist stirring up a bit of mischief today. You are ready to take a risk by breaking out of your regular routine, even if you know it's not the wisest course of action. Your judgment isn't all that good now, yet you are still able to justify your actions. Be smart and ask a trusted friend for advice before you do something you'll quickly regret.
Ask a Trusted friend, hehehehe my trusted friends were with me getting drunk :)
30 September, 2009
Happy To you
28th September, 2009 -- Mummus 2nd birthday
I sing: "Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday dear Mummu, Happy Birthday to you "
Mummu sings: "Happy to you, Happy to you, Happy to you, Happy to you"
I say: Happy Birthday my Mummu
She says: Happy to you (with loads of smiles)
This was in preparation for her 2nd birthday (which was on 28th Sept) so that she doesn't get shocked or stay immune when friends and family wish her or sing for her...
We had a very small celebration with just family and friends and their kids. In all there were just 5 kids, 3 boys and 2 gals, including Mummu. I guess these are the years when the parents can get away without throwing a BBBBBIIIIIGGGGGG birthday party for the baby. The good part was Mummu got along WELL with all the kids, especially the boys she was ordering them to push her bicycle while she held the handle and smiled at me and Su and waived a couple of times with excitement :) Oh btw the Barbie Bicycle is her b'day gift which our friends gifted her and she adores it. she is so possessive that she refuses to let anyone ride it...Material(istic) girl.
Me and Mum got her a lovely red dress, well actually it fits her like a gown now.
The way she picked up the sides of the dress and walked into the room, she looked like a princess, the ONLY thing missing was the tiara.
My 2 year old princess, Happy to you.
03 February, 2009
Time frame
I have multiple sessions of winamp open, one which was playing a video when mummu was 5 months old and the other session had a video in which mummu was 8 months...and there was another session playing in my head...mummu now at 16 months...
5 month old mummu lying on her bed sucking her 2 fingers and making q q q q sound (know what i mean???)
Yet another video of mummu at 5 months...where she is this roli poli n mum's massaging her (as is the custom back home) and calling her bumble bee :)
another video playing now where she is making all these hooting sounds and toggling between laughing and crying...
Then the other session...8 months old mummu sitting in her bath tub...playing in the water....trying to pull things within her hands reach...the bucket the mugs...everything...
The session in my head....this 16 month gal saying no no no when I start putting cap for her...walking towards the TV when a dancing number comes on the TV or when there are these cute cartoon things that appear on TV...this gal who keeps pulling all the drawers and all the dusters and clothes off the clothes line...dances with one hand in the air...hugs out of the blues...says mumma very cutely...knocks...and so many more things...time flies...it really does...time flew for me...
But thank God for technology I have some frozen time frames now...
Thank God for technology I relive
5 month old mummu lying on her bed sucking her 2 fingers and making q q q q sound (know what i mean???)
Yet another video of mummu at 5 months...where she is this roli poli n mum's massaging her (as is the custom back home) and calling her bumble bee :)
another video playing now where she is making all these hooting sounds and toggling between laughing and crying...
Then the other session...8 months old mummu sitting in her bath tub...playing in the water....trying to pull things within her hands reach...the bucket the mugs...everything...
The session in my head....this 16 month gal saying no no no when I start putting cap for her...walking towards the TV when a dancing number comes on the TV or when there are these cute cartoon things that appear on TV...this gal who keeps pulling all the drawers and all the dusters and clothes off the clothes line...dances with one hand in the air...hugs out of the blues...says mumma very cutely...knocks...and so many more things...time flies...it really does...time flew for me...
But thank God for technology I have some frozen time frames now...
Thank God for technology I relive
02 February, 2009
Smiles
This one time...I bathed my lil chiku...she played for sometime in the bath tub and then was ready to come out of it...I wrapped her in her towel...and brought her to her play area...Su decided to step out for some work...seeing Su wear his shoes...Chiku decided that it was high time she bid her dad proper byeeeeeeeee...she threw her towel away...and went running to her dad...and gave him a good hair pull, a tight hug and when Su lifted his head to see how Chiku came running...he gave her a hearty laugh...and like they say smiles and laughters are contagious...Chiku laughed as well :) I have never seen her so excited... puts a smile on my face...
30 January, 2009
Up Late
My lil Mummu is all of 16 now....sweet sweet sweet 16...just months...I don't know how am I gonna react when those months turn into YEARS...ahhhhhhmmmmmmmmm???well we will have to just wait and watch...and thats not exactly why I m sitting up late...
Mummu has started going to Day care, and as is the case with all the Nurseries/Day cares, they arrange for couple of phasing-in-sessions with the Parent(whichever parent works closer to the Nursery...and thats ME) and Kid and the Key workers. Just like all parents I was a lil apprehensive....Not so much as to toss and turn in the bed for weeks....or just clutch and unclutch my palms and turn them into this COLD tight balls of fist(can't do that with a baby in your arms, can you now???) ...I would wonder and sometimes dread...what will happen to the Baby rather Babies??? oh you are thinking I am talking about My baby...nnnnnnaaaaaahhhhh about all the other babies/kids who are gonna be there...
It was deja vu...something straight out of my dreams and into my life...I took Mummu to this Nursery called Eureka...I got in, holding my lil baby in my arms...and was just getting my rounds of introductions done with the gals/ladies there and mainly with the Key Worker, Sal (who was gonna look after my lil baby) no sooner was that done...my lil baby...slided out of my arms and went to each of the kids saying Baby baby baby...and in the 2 hours that I was with her...I don't remember her turning around and looking for me...or crying for me (thats the appropriate reaction I was hoping for :( )
All she managed to do was charm this lil stud Oliver who came to her and pushed all those silky curls off her eyes(impressive!!!) and towards the end of 2 hours, he managed to hug her as well...which was the first
Ahhmmmmmmmmm...I was up late thinking about My dolls first day in nursery...
Mummu has started going to Day care, and as is the case with all the Nurseries/Day cares, they arrange for couple of phasing-in-sessions with the Parent(whichever parent works closer to the Nursery...and thats ME) and Kid and the Key workers. Just like all parents I was a lil apprehensive....Not so much as to toss and turn in the bed for weeks....or just clutch and unclutch my palms and turn them into this COLD tight balls of fist(can't do that with a baby in your arms, can you now???) ...I would wonder and sometimes dread...what will happen to the Baby rather Babies??? oh you are thinking I am talking about My baby...nnnnnnaaaaaahhhhh about all the other babies/kids who are gonna be there...
It was deja vu...something straight out of my dreams and into my life...I took Mummu to this Nursery called Eureka...I got in, holding my lil baby in my arms...and was just getting my rounds of introductions done with the gals/ladies there and mainly with the Key Worker, Sal (who was gonna look after my lil baby) no sooner was that done...my lil baby...slided out of my arms and went to each of the kids saying Baby baby baby...and in the 2 hours that I was with her...I don't remember her turning around and looking for me...or crying for me (thats the appropriate reaction I was hoping for :( )
All she managed to do was charm this lil stud Oliver who came to her and pushed all those silky curls off her eyes(impressive!!!) and towards the end of 2 hours, he managed to hug her as well...which was the first
Ahhmmmmmmmmm...I was up late thinking about My dolls first day in nursery...
26 January, 2009
Things
that Mummu loves to do
1. She is addicted to TV especially to songs
2. She dances with her right hand in the air
3. She starts her dance with tapping of her right foot
4. She doesn't like her hair tied
5. She forces Law of Gravity on everything, the drawers, the biscuits, her dads specs and the laptops (Phew!!! we need to relocate that laptop now)
6. She loves Mobile phones...and loves to bang it on the floor...and loves to call the very 1st number on the redial list
7. Wen she sees that her dudu is ready in the bottle, she jogs to her play area and waits for the bottle to be handed over to her
8. Her favorite toy is her small teddy which she has to have when she goes to sleep or else she keeps sleeptalking and calling out for her teddy
9. Her 1st day in Nursery was eventful, once she was back home, she kept calling out "Baby Baby Baby" all the time, even in her sleep...
1. She is addicted to TV especially to songs
2. She dances with her right hand in the air
3. She starts her dance with tapping of her right foot
4. She doesn't like her hair tied
5. She forces Law of Gravity on everything, the drawers, the biscuits, her dads specs and the laptops (Phew!!! we need to relocate that laptop now)
6. She loves Mobile phones...and loves to bang it on the floor...and loves to call the very 1st number on the redial list
7. Wen she sees that her dudu is ready in the bottle, she jogs to her play area and waits for the bottle to be handed over to her
8. Her favorite toy is her small teddy which she has to have when she goes to sleep or else she keeps sleeptalking and calling out for her teddy
9. Her 1st day in Nursery was eventful, once she was back home, she kept calling out "Baby Baby Baby" all the time, even in her sleep...
10. and the best of all....she now knows to knock so if she knows I m on the other side of the door she goes rolling her fist, turning them around and knock knock knock and mummmmmmmmmmaaaaaaaaa ....
NoT sO nOrMaL dAy
~Today~
Reached work at 8:30am, woooohhhhhh thats early for me, but NORMAL
I sat myself, logged on my PC, checked my mails, got my meeting requests in place >>NORMAL
Loads of people around me, talking about Football and what they did during the weekend, gals giggling well other gals...NOT me >>NORMAL
I again put my HEAD down, ignored the existence of any conversation/s or anyone for that matter and continued with my work >>NORMAL (for today and may be for couple of more days...)
the day then just paaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaassed >>NORMAL
and then finally the clock ticked 4:55pm (thank God 4 that!!!) and slipped off my Formal Shoes, put on my NIKE...said my GoodByes and jogged towards the train Stations >>NORMAL
Caught up with Hans in the train and exchanged some "I told you so..." Stories about our husbands >>Exciting but NORMAL
Reached home but just before unlocking the main door, I paused in the corridor >>NORMAL
Sound of the keys and unlocking of door is a massive cue for Mu, she comes running with her small steps and sometimes I feel she almost glides and then makes this loud shrill followed by her cute giggles and calls out to me MmmmUuuuuuuuuMMmmAaaaaa >> NORMAL
I gather her in my arms, we do this quick dance number, laugh and then Mummu goes about doing her things ...like runs back towards the TV and if there is a song playing she starts dancing...cute steps...>> NORMAL
I look at the living room its a mess...you can find everything on the floor...breakfast, lunch, snacks, vegetables, onions, water, dusters lying in the centre of the room...all the kitchen drawers open and the contents spilling out...>> NORMAL
Noisy place thats how my home is...a Place where slipping and tripping are quite likely if you don't watch out for the smallest of small and biggest of big toys and ofcourse the water>> VERY NORMAL
I unlock the door and wait for couple of minutes >> NORMAL
I still waaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittttttttttttttttttttttttttttt....No noise No movement...
I stare at the EMPTY house...even the floor is clear and clean...my Su and Mummu have gone to India for couple of dayz...and have left behind such a QqqqqqqqqqUIET and clean place >> so DAMN abnormal...
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