Happpy Newww Yeaarrr

May all your dreams, wishes etc etc...come true this year....

My last post was long time back, and now I have again taken my resources out for writing.

Last year, last month was little hectic for three main reasons. -

1. Various Competitions held at school

2. Preparing Neil for those competition.

3. A trip to Kanha National Park

December is the month of different competitions like Fancy dress- Theme and Open, then Fashion show. Preparing Neil was the toughest, as he was always hesitant in carrying the get-ups and then coming on the stage. I had to constantly coax him with different things to do well on stage. By the end of the competitions he slightly got charged up.

It was good that every time he got some position. Few of his pics are::

Few pics of Kanha -------

Last to last year too we went to Kanha Trip and this time also grabbed the chance to visit it. Just one thing missing was, spotting tiger. But really enjoyed being in Jungle for two days.

Hope you enjoyed them as much as I enjoyed my last month of 2010. Again I wish a wonderful 2011 to you all....

Chhote Muh..Badi baat

Teaching Neil is not an easy task. It takes about 1 hr to make him sit steady and complete his Home Work with his pencil (which gradually goes into his mouth, and every time I have to take it out). And if my luck is strong, he lifts his pencil and keeps on his copy (I thank god…for the first step of my kid towards completing his work). Now suppose he has to write ‘A’. He makes one slanting line, and looks at me, with a smile (as if he has won some battle). Then I again have to push him sometimes with love, sometimes with bribe, sometimes by telling him stories, sometimes acting like joker and at the end if nothing works, I use my ‘Brahmastra’ i.e. my ANGER. And my kid mellows down before my third eye gets opened. Time files in all this process.

To make him study voluntarily, I have to do various tricks. The best one is my Story Trick.

Episode ONE - The story of ‘Ek Bhikari” – A Beggar. Few months before I was purchasing mangoes from the shop. There came one lean, little boy with dirty and torn clothes. He begged money from me. Neil sitting in the car was watching the whole event. Soon as I sat inside, he asked me the question, “Aai, Who was he? What was he asking for?” I told him he was beggar. Next question that popped up was – “what is a beggar, aai?” I replied, “Beggar is a person who doesn’t study. And he finds no work to earn for his food. Hence he has to beg for money from others.” I also added, “jo koi padhai nahi karta wooh bhikari banta hai, isilye tumhe padhna chahiye.”(Those who don’t study become a bhikari hence you should study). He nodded his head quiet positively confirming that he will never cry while studying.

Episode TWO – Yesterday I again sat with him for his studies. But as expected he was reluctant. I again started my above story. And asked him the moral of the story. (Now read carefully) “ Aai, jo koi padhta hai wooh bhikari ho jata hai”(one who studies becomes a beggar). I could only laugh at this statement of his. One missing word changed the whole meaning of the story.

The realistic punch – the Moral which I got was - Expenditure on education, today, is so high that one turns into a beggar.

(One step ahead - He wants to drive every vehicle he sees on the road, including the JCB. Roght now he has to convince himself with an auto-rickshaw)

One person remains unchanged!!!

Today’s day reminds me of the day when I became a Mother. Natural pains started at about 4 in the morning, was taken to the hospital at 9.30 am…… all the process went in vain when Dr advised for the Cesar. Soon as I was shifted to O.T. Here in OT I felt quite safe coz I knew no more pains would be borne by me now.

At 2.09 pm I delivered a baby boy. I dint care what was his gender but the first thought came was Ah! I m relaxed and free now. The next moment I saw him. “WoW!!! I have a cute little baby” I was a mother then. The bestest feeling…Alas Men are devoid of such feeling.

Everyone outside the O.T. was so much anxious to know the result. As soon as the Dr came outside every one asked her, “How is the Baby?” “Is he a boy or a girl?” “Whom he looks like?” and similar questions like any one would ask.

But there was the only person whose first question was, “How is the mother?”














It was my AAI (mother)….....



PS-the nurse came to me and told all this. She said she could recognize instantly who my mother was, when she heard this question…..:-)



FEW PICS SHARED: the bond of child and mother should remain always..........(A wish to GOD)

At the end their is a famous line in Marathi......and has got a lot of meaning ----

"Bala Hoyu kashi me utarayi, Tujhya mule me Jhale aai"

Meaning - Child how would I pay back the debt to you, because of you I have become a mother

Dil toh Baccha hai ji...............

Kuch dino se ye gana mere jubaan mein chadha hai...."DIl to baccha hai ji....."

DIL is really wants to be a bacha sometimes. And I have that kid still in me...yes really.

I want to tell you all that I still play with kids who are not more than 6- 7 yrs....I enjoy playing anything with them even antakshari. They don't understand my old songs and I dont remeber the new song's lyrics. and I just hum with them...but it's a great game.

I enjoy cartoons. Specially Tom and Jerry. I love to lough out loud with my son, Neil. All credit goes to him for introducing more and more cartoon characters to me as I only knew few. The added ones are Doremon, chota bheem , Richie Rich, Pokemon, etc etc...

I still like to sleep with my mother in her arms ..like my kid loves. Irrespective of the fact that my kid does'nt like me getting near my mother.. (He thinks his mother is for him only). (hmm...but somtimes i have be a mother too).

I still laugh out loud without caring who is watching my unalligned set of teeth ....:-)=

I still like jumping in joy, and I also make Neil jump with me.(he must be amused to see his mother in this state).

I still like hiding myself behind the doors and screaming into the ears of the person entering the room and making fun of him if he is scared by my devil act....poor man.....

And yes, once I with my hubby, made one guy so scared that he was about to get a heart attack but thanks to our gentle man's and gentle lady's heart that we just spared him. And yes I will share this incident in you later in my next post, as right now dont have time as the kid in me not letting me sit at one place for a longer time.

Hey but before going, tell me, do you still have that kiddy kid in you? In this stressful life, do you think you should be a carefree child sometimes????Well I do think.....afterall, Dil toh baccha hai ji......!!!!!!!

Am I looking like this now???

Don't sit idle, mom!!!!

This is what my kid tells me everytime....(His thinking mind: Hey, mom u sitting idle, come let me make you work....)

5mins over , 10 mins past ...where is Neil? i had to get up from my chair ( i was blogging that time) ...hmmmm....went down stairs and heard my maid getting irritated at Neil..Y? I looked down and i just couldnt stop grinning in frustration.....their was a black and white mixture, fallen on the floor....the mixture was of sugar(white) and mustard (black) seeds...

Can u think of differentiating the two after this?..........well it was a hard task..but how can I bow down on such mischief of his......so had to take the challenge ....

I, with my maid's help, separated as much possible and then washed those mustard ....sugar got dissolved and mustard got separated...and the left mixture, which contained more sugar, I use it while making tea... :-) hey but the tea's taste is not effected. :-)

This was my first task given to me by my son in the start of 2010, which I think I managed well...:-)..but dear not looking for more like these...hushhhh

Naughty Days are going on n on.....

When I entered my bed room today what i saw ............Neil sitting on my bed’s side table looked at me and smiled. (Always remember when a kid looks at you with a smile, and then there is something wrong for sure). I went near him and saw the whole bottle of almond oil was spilt over the glass table. Oh my lord, I cried. Well this was the second time he did this. Earlier when he was just 1 yr old without knowing what he is doing. But today it was an interesting game for him.

Oil was on his hands, face everywhere. On top of it, he was cleaning the table with his oily hands. (He knew his mother is there to clean at the end) but he wanted to help me. (Dear son, I don’t want such helps from your side)



In a busy morning you don't wish such things to happen which take so much time form your busy schedule. The moment I saw this I wanted to just hit him. But felt that there is no use as he doesn’t know the mistake of his. I told him his mistake and made him hold his ears till the time I cleaned that oily place. And he was quiet amused to see all this…:-). Obviously I know he might not have realised his mistake.

Demands unlimited

Since my childhood I have got what I wanted. I remember I never had too many demands though. When I got to know the meaning of birthday I demanded Maggie as a gift (which was so easy for my parents to give). :-)

When I desired to have a doll I got a Barbie, with a living room set. As far as I can recall my next demand was when my graduation was over, I wished to join MBA. And again my wish was granted. From then and now I think my words have never been fallen down. I know this was because my demands were real and approachable.

Now take my kids case. Tuesday he demanded for a cake, and unfortunately one day before it was finished. The moment he got to know it’s finished, he started crying like someone has slapped him terribly. The whole home members got up on their toes and started wondering what to do now!!! As the markets remain close here on Tuesdays and at home also cake would have taken about 1 hr to get ready. But as we all know what are grand parents made of. They can’t even see the single drop of water in their grand child’s eyes and that time the situation was very week. Dadaji immediately took his car and went in search of a cake. After about 10- 15 mins he returned, and presented the cake to him. And with no surprise (to me at least), kid just smiled and ran away into another direction. We were left with no choice but to look at each other.

A growing child has many demands, like games, choices in food; choices in clothes…..yes choices in clothes. Neil, my son when was just 2 yrs. We went to buy his birthday dress in a shop. We literally had to ask him whether he will wear that particular dress or not. If he liked it, he said yes. If he dint, he cried to try out another.

Whenever I roll the chapattis, he takes one stool and stands on it near me. He just doesn’t want to see what I am doing but also he wants to take that dough and start rolling. If not given, then u can imagine by now what he will do.

Oh, he loves mouth fresheners like saunf, cloves, etc. He wants it at any time of the day/night. You know this time also he is sitting beside me and asking the same. :-)

If you think these are very less demands…read more to know him more.

He has addiction of mobiles. He wants everyone’s mobiles. Till now we had bought 4 new mobiles, just because every time he takes our mobile and after sometime we it dipped in the glass full of water or in a bucket filled with water.

Whenever I wear him new clothes, he every time wishes to got a hotel. There is one big hotel in our city. He recognizes it form a long distance. If the car is not turned towards it, he screams, “papa hotel-hotel”.

Well this is the starting; we will have to face more of these often. No worries. But I can feel the diversity of demands in my time and this time.

And hey dont go by his looks he is veyr naughty.....:-)