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diva.....

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You have left home dressed up as a diva for a marriage party with father and grandparents. You are so so particular abt dress you wear and you put on make up also using the make up kit gifted by your ammayi. you don't allow me to help or make choices...I realise you are such a independent gal... You are so lively and do a lot of things in your own ideas...for eg, now you have two eggs beneath light , waiting for them to hatch. There is no use explainin biology to you because as usual you are so so stubborn... You are a carefree spirit..and I like it that way....you don't care about others opinions...you have ur own choices..that's it.i will just add two fotos here. One more thing. You take the most romantic photos of mom and dad...I have few which I will print out, dearest...but u r the best in photographing us...I will just add the bum foto u made us take during our last trip to ponmudi. You meticulously arranged the fone in selfie timer mode to get the pic to your satisfa

teeth...dear teeth...

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You and me , both know you breastfed almost until six years.🙈 ( Yes , Jan 2022 beginning we stopped when I got COVID). This fact comes as a secret most of times even to doctors because noone does that here. But I have always believed in the goodness of breastfeeding and extended breastfeeding and have never doubted when we continued it. It was the most beautiful bond between us . The first time I took you home from hospital and when we sat on that chair to feed, I remember that look in your eyes - your eyes were filled with light suspicion...looking at me asking as if can I drink? But from then onwards our togetherness was so much that you started owning my boobs...at age four and all, u used to forcefully turn me and drink at night.( I have always wondered whether a child can be this strong) Whenever you are upset, you have come running to Nestle under my boobs. Nursing you have been the most comfortable thing for both of us ever because it made me feel you are part of me and you wer

What can I say, I just admire you...

It's not always easy now. Raising you, being the stubborn child you are...teaching Hindi and Malayalam is the most stressful thing. And we fight and fight. I should say it's hectic. But there are some times when I just adore the free spirited soul that you are. Enjoying every moment of this life. I understand sitting on a chair and studying/ mugging up something is not something you want. You are a restless soul. Sometimes how we should raise you up. to which direction we should steer you, arts or sports or anything, it's all such a mystery to us. But even if we want to steer, it's not possible. You are so rebellious that we can't say anything. It gets really frustrating sometimes negotiating things with you. But I will just say few other things now.  You see me sick these days...a lot sick with the travel and all...and I visit hospitals, have tests and at one time we were discussing about kidney related things and you from my lap said, " don't be rip mamma

7 year old bestie of mine...

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You are now seven years old. On your seventh birthday, you wanted friends - you actually wanted lots and lots of friends to attend your party. We as parents , as usual, did our best to fulfill your wish. Sometimes i do wonder whether we are spoiling you. Sometimes you are so so stubborn and non listening type. I really wonder why you are this rebel type. So much a rebel that if we tell to switch the tv off by 5.30, you would say 5.35 or 5.25..., not 5.30 anyways. I think and think and still i can't find any reason.  You love me very possessively...always competes with your father for each and everything. I say this for all my heart dearest that noone has showered me with so much affection and attention as you do now to me. And you want to share your entire life experiences with me...even the sights you see... Most nights you and your father fight for major share of me.amma ente nere thirinj kidakkanam enn neey. à´…à´š്ഛൻ à´•ുറച്à´š à´¨േà´°ം à´…à´²്à´²േ kidakkunnullu à´Žà´¨്à´¨് à´…à´š്ഛൻ. Its my absolute deli

Books.......

It's long time mom wrote anything here. à´…à´²്à´²േ? Mom was all out of her senses, dear... Last year was very hard for me, dear Rithika....One day when you grow up old enough, I will tell you all those struggles. But for now, rithika, just understand that it was bit rough. I lost all the trust in human race, sweet heart ...Everyone I trusted failed me. And in these precarious times , you being yourself, helped me a lot. You engaged me sweetheart before my own mind demons possessed me.           I still remember me coming home tired and exhausted physically and mentally, you will ask me to read a story..The first Malayalam fiction which hooked you to the end was 'my dear à´•ുà´Ÿ്à´Ÿിà´š്à´šാà´¤്തൻ '. Earlier also i tried with many books. English fiction you like a lot and is so comfortable that we have finished big books. But Malayalam you are not that comfortable. So when we started the first book ' à´•ൊà´š്à´š് à´¨ീലണ്ടൻ ', though he naughtiness kept you hooked for a day, the enthusiasm di

Corona times....

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Gal, I know it would be years later when you will be reading this post. You would already be knowing this that in 2020, a disease named COVID 19 shook this entire planet. So this is such a time...a bad time, I should say...But lets stick to the positive sides and kind of look at you. You have always been the active one. You like museums, beaches and all the outdoor activities. So you have been affected by this pandemic just like any one in this world. Your Dad is held up in Chennai at his workplace. So it is 96 days I haven't seen him. Ever since I met him in 2006, this is the longest time I have not been able to see him. Ever since you are born, this is the longest time you have also not seen him. Initially you used to ask about him a lot, why is he not coming. You love him a lot and I guess you have associated all your fun activities like museum, beach and pitter patter with him.Initially you used to suggest lets keep one , each of every special snack you get, for Dad. It actua

Dance is in your soul....

Yes girl. By the time you would be able to understand all these things I have written, you would surely have realized that by now. Dance is in your soul. Your mom always wished to learn dance. Some how it didn't happen. But I will try that you get enough chances to at least try. I have felt this for a while. You will always dance whenever there is a music in the background, be it from 'Echo' or from some near by church. You are always ready wearing your dancing shoes. Yesterday, we went to see Devu Chechy's ' arangettam'. You saw few dances for a while. After a while, you started moving yourself . And after a while, you got down and started ...dancing...I don't know anyone else would call it dance. You were just jumping around. But still, it is very simple. If there is some music in back ground, you won't be able to just stand. YOU JUST HAVE TO DANCE. :).