For Nameeta...

Dearest Namidey,

You have always wanted me to write a blog about you and finally I mustered up the will to do it.

You are getting married, in what, 24 hours? and then you will change your FB status to married - Okay, you aren't that lame. I was thinking about about this complex thing called 'marriage' and I thought I'd write a nice post for you on that - after all, we are "Best Friends no da?"

Marriage does funny things to you - no, being pregnant is definitely not one of them - but it makes you happy and can put you down as well. It's a whole, long roller-coaster ride that you just gather up guts and go with it. Do not believe people when they say, 'Ooooh its fun, we are SO in love now' or 'It's the most blissful thing that ever happened to me' because one - they are lying, or two - they have not enjoyed or seen much of life. Marriage is definitely more than that - they say the first year is the hardest and I totally buy that. I have had my share of hard times and totally memorable times.

I know that you will make a great family. You have a real honest heart, though you act like a wood-chomping maniac at times. You are this person who just fills up an empty space (literally - he he) and that's something just incredible. I love the way you also shut up when I say leave me alone - not many do that, they actually bug me telling 'I'm there to help' when all I want is to be really left alone. I know that you are just a people-dealer, you know, just put up with all the weirdest ones (me being one). When you go to the big Apple, please make sure you still are the same and no one gets to change those awesome things about you (Yes Jude, I am looking at you!).

Some memories just for the both of us (and people, please DO NOT ask me):
The Karva chauth thing in office where you acted real funny (we both know why)
The man we fight for - "S" (he's still mine! :P)
The skirt and Bi story ( well, it worked,  didn't it?)
Cockroach and the cockroach from your side
How you made me not to wag my tail anymore to 'someone'
My buttermilk story (seriously, it was just gulped down okay!)
When you came to see me at the hospital (kutty ....)
Tequila (he he!)
My hate list (Who's number 1? - you better remember it and pass it on to my son okay)

There are more but I think this would make both of us smile....

I miss you already "useless, hopeless, see, men, mad only you are," girl. Oh and I totally forgot - I love the fact that you are my son's godmother because you were a friend who was there when I needed you the most and I hope that you'd be there always for him.

Don't give up when times are a little hard or when you miss home - always remember 'This too shall pass.' 

God bless you babe, and I truly mean that.

Can I help You?

Get off of my back! That is exactly the way I feel when I go shopping at times and meet the sales guys/girls who stand in their uniforms. I go to this shop - just to get a tiny li'l gift - and there is this dude who is like "Madam, can I help you?" and I go "No, I just need to look around." He then looks at me as if I just offended him by calling names at his ancestors or something and keeps following me. I turn left and there he is. I take a step front and yes, there he is. Okay, just let me turn back and there he is again. Really? Did he work as an invigilator in some Engineering college here?

There are also the cheerful employees. I go to this jewellery shop (not gold - the case is entirely different there) and ask to see a couple of earrings. The shop's got like loads of boxes stacked there and this female there, she shows me two boxes and I'm like eagerly asking "Is there anything else besides these patterns?" and she gives me this expression like she swallowed phlegm or something and slams a box on my face. I cautiously look at the box, then at her and slowly rummage through the plunder. Then like Oliver Twist who asked for more, I dared to ask her if there is any other box. She looks at me with such rage and hisses "NO!" and slams the boxes back to their shelves with such speed as if any delaying further might destroy mankind. Yayyyy - shopping is fun!

The last one which never fails to impress me is the hard working bank employees, especially the government run ones. You go to a bank to withdraw cash and you forget to carry a pen (damn you handbag!) and the guy behind the counter gives you the pen, but not without a look that reads 'How-unworthy-thou-art-that-thou-does-not-carry-a-pen.' You stand in queue and finally reach the window and the dude takes his own sweet time to even look up at you - why? because he just had a rough day with his wife. I mean who cares if people put permissions in office or left babies under other peoples care or have to pay dues today or whatever. Its nothing compared to the pain that this guy who sits in his seat faces, I mean I understand that its MY money in there you F-R-E-A-K but that can wait. After all, all good things come to him who patiently wait. Sigh!

My Mini Valentine

Life's like a roller coaster ride now - thanks to  my mini-valentine! I hardly ever use the word 'bored' nowadays.

So what does a typical mother's day look like? I need to get up early to eat breakfast before the li'l one gets up, wash his soiled nappies, hang them, fold his cleaned ones, make lunch, feed him, bathe him, feed him again, put him to nap ( this is NOT an easy task), eat my lunch, sit down to relax (what's that noise? he's up already..), play with him, try making tea and entertain him at the same time, put him for a small nap, read mails, run to make dinner, heat water to bathe him, bathe him, feed him, have dinner, and sit for long hours putting him to sleep. Yeah, pretty much this is what everyday of my life revolves around.

How on earth did my mom raise three kids and that too all of us were like just one or two years apart. I have no idea how she did it but seriously women ARE the greatest of God's creation. They multi task so goddamn well! So what do we get in return for all this back breaking work? Picture this: I sit on my bed looking at this tiny being unfurling his arms and legs, his eyes move over to mine, he stares at me, I stare back at him all dead tired and then he coos 'aaah' and gives this big toothless smile - and believe me that's the instant I know this is all worth it. Each pain I go through, each second of my life spent slaving for him, each moment I sit spent out - everything is like totally worth it for this li'l toothless smile from that saliva-gurgling face.

Happy Valentines Day guys...!

2012 - Here we come!

Welcome 2012!

Last year was pretty good, considering I was pregnant and pampered most of the time. Last year New Year’s Day was the worst day I ever experienced and I remember praying to God to let the next year be good and I guess this year was kind of better.

I don’t know if it’s just me but I find Xmas and New Year becoming dull and boring each passing year (maybe I am getting too old?). Few years back my street would be bustling with fire crackers and people, but this year, there wasn’t even a soul passing by. I just heard some distant sound of cracker blasts somewhere near my home. Even the lightings were lesser this time when years back neighbors competitively put up lights and stars such that their house would stand out the best. Lorry carols would keep coming by and weird, demented people in Santa costumes would shake their fake bellies and dance around. However, this time only one lorry carol turned up, and that too playing the age old song of Dr. Jones from Aqua.

Perhaps people are just becoming too busy with their fast paced lives. Gone are the days when we would fill up greeting cards, shop for weeks for clothes, look under the Christmas tree for gifts from Santa (a.k.a our dad) and bake homemade goodies. Now, they are just replaced by tagging in Facebook and bakery replicates. I wish those days don’t die off completely. I miss caroling with my friends and goofing around. Well, atleast cyclone Thane did not pay us a visit so that’s good news.

I wonder what 2012 has in store for all of us, and please don’t get me started on the world’s-gonna-end crap from some Mayan calendar nonsense. Hope 2012 brings new beginnings and changes to those who are in need of them.