The 'Crush'er..

At age 13 I was a lanky boy with slight traces of a moustach below my nose.I was shy and except during classes, I always wore my sports cap stretched way below my forehead. But guess it didnt help much because of my height. I always noticed the 6th grader girls giggling as they walked past me or the other boys in my class hushing as i walked into the lab or library. The dreaded news had spread like wild fire..

People who thought me too be meek and laid back looked at me in astonishment. Even the peon who rang the bell looked at me and grinned. I could feel a scathing heat penetrating into the back of my shirt as if pricking my body with a thousand needles. I could feel my bones freeze and rattle like dead crumpled leaves.

Would it be a suspension that would follow??

I had dared to pen down my feelings for my crush Ms.Rosylips in class .. And slipped it stealthly into her bag.. But alas.. as my bad luck could have it- It was found by her best friend Ms. Cheekypeeves who promptly declared on top of her voice- see what do we have here. ohh.. a pink heart shaped envelope..soon the entire gang was peeking into what I felt was my heart.. The colours around me faded away and I was pulled into a deep grey periphery. I could see a lifeless corridor leading to the principal's office.. My heart was beating into my mouth..was it shame.. guilt that i felt?? I didnt know..

 ---to be continued..

My posts on Momspresso - The bane called work form Home

It is 3.15 PM and I'm trying to somehow finish all the tasks
 assigned to me for the day.. But then my little one started
wailing in sleep and since she is now almost 3 she is very
much aware even during a nap that mamma is at home.
Now she wouldn't lether nanny take her and put her to sleep,
 she is adamant she wants mamma.. Now an anxious me
again put her to sleep - I had just done that about 1.5 hours
before after which I had some lunchand got back to work.

After losing out on a good 20-25 minutes I sit on my laptop
 again when its time for my father -in laws tea. And since the
 DIL is at home he doesn't want it from the hands of the
maid but wants his D-I-L to have tea with him. ours is not
a traditional or strict kind of household where I have to do
 all kitchen chores and all that for in the in- laws. But then
I get a subtle hint from him "chalo beta, aaj saath mei chai
peete hai." I can very well turn him down saying I have work
 but I know he likes these small chit chats with me and ..
I give in..

By 4:15 i quickly finish tea and enter  my room and lock the
 door all set to conquer all my tasks for the day. In less than
15 minutes the door bell rings and the water purifier servicing
 guy is here.I hear the conversations outside but stay put at
my office task. The guy gets his job done of cleaning the filter
 and soon enough he realized that some part needs a replacement and this 4000K
question now knocks at my door..

Does all this sound familiar?? I have had similar experiences
not only on this one day but more or less everyday i opt to
work from home. May be I don't do it everyday and hence
people act differently on these special days including my
daughter. I hate it when she asks me,  "mamma, why do you
go to office daily??"I have to give her examples like we eat
 food daily, we sleep daily so this is also a daily routine and
then we have the sing song for Saturday Sunday holiday
which makes her very happy and we all eagerly yearn and
wait for weekend.

For women although this WFH is a career saver , i don't think
it is less than a bane.. Anyone agree with me?

The Decision Tree

The road less taken?

Many a times i have wondered..

Agar tum hote toh aisa hota..

Agar tum na hote toh kaisa hota..

This tum can be anyone. There are so many parameters in life which makes each day, each moment the way it is and in the end our whole life shapes up the way it is.

But now i have the maturity and the guts to follow what i really feel is right - the small voice which u kept pushing away to the back of your head - when you always thought the brain needs to take a calculated decision and you kept ignoring your intuitions..

Thankfully age is just a number and in the age of startups and entrepreneurers  where we get inspiring videos and messages on every media that we lay our eyes on - i think atleast this time  we should listen to the intuition , the call from the super conscience / the power that created us and is above us all.. call it god or call me religious - but it gives me utmost pride that every successful person be it Napolian Hill in Think and grow rich to Sri M who remembers his past life - their philosophies all do ring a bell and yes now is a good time to declare - Yes my dreams will come true. I will have the good life I deserve , the petty pitance that i have been crying about is like being penny wise pound foolish..All these last 10-15 years..

And when I practise this mantra to perfection one day I will tell you the secret to embrace this with ease.. And that day will come soon :)

The Long Pause

yaa so the blog marathon went for a toss when I decided to visit hometown with my little cutieA.

It was not less than an adventure travelling with her alone on a train.. But the best or worst part of the journey was at the railway platform when we had to wait for an hour and a half for the train.

It poured so hard and in all the various directions that we ended up clinging on to each other our luggage, my laptop and all-  looking like refugees.
I'm not exaggerating one bit but it was raining cats and dogs and the lightening and thunder were so loud and strong that my little one was so frightened.

However, but for the scare everything was fine and we boarded the train, had dinner, and slept on the side upper berth.. I felt that would be much better than trying to exchange for lower berth with senior citizens and then in the middle of the night not even be able to get up without bumping your head.

So that's how we reached safe and sound to my home town and are now enjoying all the temple festivities and my kids are basking in the love of their grand parents, cousins and aunties.

So till I'm back in town, I am taking a pause.. I don't think the roles of a marathon would allow that.. but well.. if you feel this is not right or even if you feel its right do drop me a note so I can know your thoughts :)

Ayan baby

Day 5 went without any posts. Sharing a pic collage today to show

case what I've been doing to boost our third baby ayan

Kiddie Upgrade

When the elder one and the MIL set off to home town a week before us to attend some functions, my younger one who is 2.5 yrs old was particularly delighted..

She had exclusivity to not only the parents but also to all her elder brothers toys and other booties.

When her own set of crayons which are all in bits and pieces and make sure to make a mark on our walls, were misplaced - she was overjoyed when I handed her over her brothers set - of course used and hand me downs.

But she was more than happy. And started her favorite pass time of peeling the cover off the crayons.

Me: "Miss A, please don't make tiny bits of these too else I will buy a new set for your bro and not you."

And tap came her reply -

"That's fine. you can buy it for him.. I have no problem. I will take his.."

What confidence.. And I couldn't help but laugh.. Kids these days.. are these like the AI versions?? ;)

Leaving you with a pic of my 2 darlings.

Summer Camp Special- Part 1

Kids these days have the option of so many activities for their vacation - be it sports camp, swimming, robotics, crafts , calligraphy and what not.. But is it as enjoyable as playing all day long in the open grounds, climbing trees, aiming at mangoes and jamuns, swimming in the natural water bodies like ponds and rivers, attending temple festivals, and the many wedding or any other ceremonies.. we cannot say for our generation haven't enjoyed the current summer camps and our kids wouldn't know the pleasure of our times.

We used to make snakes and mini mattresses from leaves of coconut trees, suck the nectar from form the banana flower, play for hours with touch me nots and many other such special plants n weeds.

Grandpa always used to put swings for us either in the cow shed or on one of the trees.We would also help granny makes papads and pickles.Those were really good old days.. Sadly we don't realize they are so priceless when we are young. N like old wine these memories get sweeter with time. Don't you agree?

Leaving you with some pics of my kids summer creations