Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Shelf Discovery!




I’ve just discovered that I only read when I am busy. Yes! Seriously, I’ve this peculiar habit of reading when I am busy in the truest sense, give me some empty time and days in hand, and, you’ll find me procrastinating reading for sunnier days. Having a baby makes it all the more difficult and reading takes a back seat. But no, like a mad woman I am hell bent on finishing up all the pending books I didn’t read over the years. (I’ve wrapped up The White Tiger, Tuesdays with Morrie, Catcher in The Rye, and I have again left The Casual Vacancy mid-way, and And the mountains echoed recently.  

I started reading The Casual Vacancy in November, (the hubby got it for me when I was at my mum’s place) the baby was 3 months old then. It was interesting enough, but then I left it after reading about 80 pages, as it was too heavy and I was scared of dropping it on the head of my little monkey. JK Rowling mind your fonts, I say.

The cliché “reading depends a lot on the moodholds true for me, I’d left Catch 22 and the 100 Years of Solitude mid way when I was reading it way back in 2005, but later I read and liked them both a lot. I love books, though I am not an avid reader, I want to read more, write even better, but I don’t either. Now I want the munchkin to pick reading, just buying him enough books is not enough; I know I’m not reading enough to him, or at least not as much as I wish to. Respect to the super-working-mommas, who are doing such a great job out there. Sometimes I feel so inadequate compared to them.

For me the reality is after office, I reach home, to a very clingy almost 1 year old, who is now going through a bad separation anxiety phase—and even saying that breaks my heart. So, I spend considerable time –soothing, playing, singing, feeding, and reading—if he is in the mood— till he falls asleep. So, in the end it all comes down to mood!

Then the husband and I sit down for some chit chatting, while browsing through Comedy Central, Fox Traveller, Star World or TLC or any other sports channel. (When it comes to TV, he’s the boss on weekdays, and I am the queen on weekends). So, where is the time for books? Ah!! But then when I am in mood –I find time— to switch on the bed side lamp, instead of hitting the pillow, open the pages – instead of watching TV (post 11 PM, TLC show Latin Angels, yuckiest show on TLC, the movie channels are flooded with actions or dubbed south India movies). 

So these days I read, till munchkin calls for attention or I fall asleep!

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P.S. I hope this mood last till I finish up the pending books on my shelf, so that I can replace it and make space for some baby diapers. Yes, I am running out of shelf space!

Thursday, August 8, 2013

Happy Birthday Aurko Roy!




Oh man. This little boy turns one today. Where has the time gone? It feels like he should be 6 maybe 7 months old...but One!? Really!?!?

Current Statistics  

Name:                    Aurko Roy

Age:                         1 year

Hobbies-               Throwing whatever he can get his hands on

Style Quotient-  Involuntary mohawk, little curls, gold chain & bangles...very Beckham meets Bappi da look  

Future Plans:     Can’t wait to start walking without support

Language:           A mix of Hebrew & Chinese with syllables thrown in
 

Objective:            Smiling ( showing 3 teeth) his way out of trouble

Qualification:    Part time cutie/full time brat



My chuku puku, I love you to the moon and back and then to infinity and beyond!

Happy Birthday Sweetheart!

Monday, July 29, 2013

The Curious Case of Baby Bottoms





We are a family obsessed with bums! Yup, you heard that right; our jokes are funnier when it includes the mention of the rear. Our coochie-poos canoodling is more sweet and syrupy when it’s about the bottoms. When my sister had my niece (the elder one), our vocabulary took a drastic turn, and we both invented many innovative names for yours truly. Eventually, it became a habit for us to measure the loveliness of baby with the softness of baby bottoms. Weird, I know. But we Chanda’s are like that.

Ah! Seriously, can anything beat the joy of squeezing the chubbiness of baby soft bon bon? Watch any of that Pamper, Huggies or Johnson & Johnsons ads, the cute pat on the baby bottom always bring a smile to the face. 

 In my family, my nephew Ivan is the undisputed winner of having the softest baby bottom. I mean, we being a bum family have never come across a softer rear as his. You can compare it with the wispiness of cotton and the cotton will fall short of it. Life was happier when they were in India. I’ve not seen those cute 3 booties (2 nieces and 1 nephew) for 3 years now, and they have grown enough to be embarrassed by this post of Butu mashi. 

Guess I’ve to wait for some time more to coochie coo those three bums. Till then, I’ve my munchkin’s ever soft bottoms to console with! Ahhh!

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

3 Days for 30



I am not turning 30…! Yeah right! I’ve 3 more days to go..

Now, when did this happen? Seriously, I am so use to being in my 20’s, early 20’s, late 20’s. Now, calling myself a 30’ish something will need some getting used to. Is it any different than being in 20’s? I guess it is. I thought I would be a famous writer by this time. Or at least I would be travelling to exotic locales. But that’s how life is!

Gosh, now I can talk about things in the measurement of decades.
“Rememeber 10 years ago when…”. Yes. I do. I was 20.

Well, on the bright side- I do have a coochie poochie baby who is consuming my days and nights, and a super loving husband. Honestly, I couldn’t have asked for more. Sure, a lot of things could be better, but for the most part I'm happy.

Since I am official going to be a part of the 30 club in a span of 3 days, here's a song to it:

I’m a grown woman. I can do whatever I want. I can be bad if I want. I can do wrong if I want. I can live fast if I want. I can go slow all night long. I’m a grown woman.”
~ Beyonce’ Grown Women

So, Bring it On, I say!