Archive for November 22nd, 2010

Dear Shobby and Lui

You turned two-years-old on the 18th of Nov 2010.
That is 730 days.
Or 17520 hours.
Or 1051200 minutes.
Or 75686400 heartbeats. Or make that 151372800 heartbeats . These are our heartbeats, mine and your father’s. The ones that beat exclusively for you two.

And with each heartbeat , we saw you grow.

From tiny little fledglings to little people with a mind of their own.
From frail, little bodies to sturdy arms and legs.
From soft downy hair to a shaggy headful (err….lets leave Lui out of this part :D)
From easy, pliant little munchkins to stubborn, bossy brats 😀

From RS/SS to Lui and Shobby 🙂

We’ve marveled at each new achievement, laughed at your antics, scolded you when you did wrong and tried to teach you new things.

We succeeded at some and failed at the others.

But we haven’t given up. And neither have you!

We’ve had our travails, our ups and downs. There are days of laughter and of tears. Days of learning and unlearning.There are days when I’m so exhausted and at the brink of my sanity that if you do anything wrong, you get a spanking. Believe me, I hurt more than you do. And it hurts even more, when you turn to me, the perpetrator of your hurt, for solace 😦

Sometimes, its your Abba who’s at the receiving end of your love. Sometimes its me. But you never shower your love on both of us at the same time. Some mystery, that 😀 . Either both of you fawn over me or at him.

These last few days were crazy. It is the 22nd of Nov today. I started writing this post on the 17th.

What took me so long to complete it, you may ask!

And in turn, I ask you. Did you two get a memo which said that you were now TWO-YEARS-OLD?

Did you get any mailer saying that you were now officially allowed to be bratty?

Or did you guys just wake up on 18th morning and realize that the whole world has changed. Or that YOU have to bring the change?

Whatever the reason, I HAVE to let you know that I’ve had a rather trying time for the last few days.

You’ve both poured gallons on water on the floor, emptied the milk powder tin on the bed and made sure you rubbed it right into the bed-sheet and the mattress below, emptied the hair-oil bottle over your head, distributed your breakfast at even distances all over the house, rebooted your father’s laptop while he was in the midst of important work, thrown your toys out of the window, used your father’s handkerchiefs and your mother’s scarves to mop the floor, opened the refrigerator and helped yourself to chocolates and cheese, learnt to make animal sounds and raise the volume when you are in the crying mode.


And this is just a trailer of things to come. I can only feel a chill up my spine when I try to fathom what else lays in store for me 😀

But there is one more thing that happened in these last few days.

It’s almost as if you two grew up in an instant. As if , one day, you just realized that I was your mom and you should shower me with all the love and attention that you can. So you, little Lui, massage my head and comb my hair. And you Shobby, keep my slippers ready when I enter the house and fetch me my sandals when I leave for office. You want only me to bathe you two and also to dress you up. I’m the one who should feed you, else you refuse to eat. And you refuse to sleep with anyone other than your mommy 🙂 . When I’m in the kitchen cooking, you , Lui come up to me and call out “Mamma”. When I look down, there you stand, your face upturned towards me, a big grin on your face, a tiny fist clutching at my dupatta. I wonder if you want anything. But you don’t. You just like to stand there with me, smiling at me. And sweetheart, you have NO idea how much that warms the cockles of my heart 🙂 . Dear Shobs, you take away my heart by your non-stop chatter. The way you demand, “Mamma, iddar baitho“, “Mamma, khao“, “Mamma aaao” gives me little option but to do your bidding. You have me entwined around your little finger and you Ruhi, have ensnared your Abba. We are weak humans, with very little capability of thought when you two scamper around us, play with us and simply just smother us with your love. Smitten, we are 🙂 .

And at each such instance, I can’t help but thank God for my two bonny babies (ok, so you are officially toddlers, but I retain the right to call you babies. Yes, even if it means you grow up to be a hundred. You’ll STILL be my babies 😀 ) . To thank Allah for your health (the biggest wealth there is) and for the joys that you bring to our household. Your turning two is not only a turning point for your parents, but also for the other people who are closest to you. Your Big-dadi, Dada-dadi and Chachu (though you now prefer calling everyone by their real names. And though I may mock-scold you, I love the way you two chant “Noooo” 😀 ) . We all love you from the core of our heart and each prayer is sent out in your favour. I don’t know a single soul in this family who doesn’t care for you two. In fact, we have heated discussions on what’s best for you and if you were to understand even half of it, I’m sure you’d be rolling your eyes in disgust at us 😀  (blame it on the generation gap!).

You’ve already stepped into your third year. Pretty soon, it would be time to give up the nightly diapers and the milk bottles (I don’t know when, but I’m aiming for the earliest :D) . You may be joining a play-group and making new friends. You’ll be leaving the confines our our home for another environment. We know you are the safest here, but we have to let you go. There is a lot that worries me, but also makes me glad that we are heading the right way. That this is how it should be.

And all I can say is that, wherever you go, whatever you do, your family will be right behind you. though it will break our heart to leave you in a new place with strangers, we can take comfort in the thought that you won’t be alone. You two have each other. You are not only siblings, but each other’s best friend….you share a bond that we can’t define, but it is something we can only marvel at. We can do nothing but gape in awe when you, Lui wipe your brother’s tears , hold his face in your hands and kiss him. When you, Shobs, go and hit the wall/bed/door/etc which was responsible for hurting your sister (never mind that Lui simply barrelled herself onto these stationary items). You two hold a special place in your heart for each other, a secret location which can never be touched by us. I can only pray that this secret chamber be always locked. Touchwood.

There is so much more to write, so much more to say. The confines of this page are not enough. Will never be enough 😦 . My only option is to put down our many wonderful moments here, as they occur. Sometime later, when you are old enough, you may come back here……if only to see how madly in love your mother was 🙂 .

We’ve had an awesome year together and I’m all eager to face what comes tomorrow. Because one thing is sure. With you two, life could be anything, but dull.

On that note, have a wonderful year ahead sweethearts…

Your crazy-with-love-mother,

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Winter Classes for Men



Class 1

How To Fill Up The Ice Cube Trays–Step by Step, with Slide Presentation.
Meets 4 weeks, Monday and Wednesday for 2 hours beginning at 7:00 PM.

 Class 2

The Toilet Paper Roll–Does It Change Itself?
Round Table Discussion.
Meets 2 weeks, Saturday 12:00 for 2 hours.

 Class 3

 Fundamental Differences Between The Laundry Hamper and The Floor–Pictures and Explanatory Graphics.
Meets Saturdays at 2:00 PM for 3 weeks.

 Class 4

 Dinner Dishes–Can They Levitate and Fly Into The Kitchen Sink?
Examples on Video.
Meets 4 weeks, Tuesday and Thursday for 2 hours beginning
at 7:00 PM

 Class 5

 Loss Of Identity–Losing The Remote To Your Significant Other.
Help Line Support and Support Groups.
Meets 4 Weeks, Friday and Sunday 7:00 PM

 Class 6

 Learning How To Find Things–Starting With Looking In The Right Places And Not Turning The House Upside Down While Ranting.
Open Forum
Monday at 8:00 PM, 2 hours.

 Class 7

 Health Watch–Bringing Her Flowers Is Not Harmful To Your Health.
Graphics and Audio Tapes.
Three nights; Monday, Wednesday, Friday at 7:00 PM for 2 hours.

 Class 8

Real Men Ask For Directions When Lost–Real Life Testimonials.
Tuesdays at 6:00 PM Location to be determined

Class 9

Is It Genetically Impossible To Sit Quietly While She Parallel Parks?-Driving Simulations.
4 weeks, Saturday’s noon, 2 hours.

Class 10

Learning to Live–Basic Differences Between Mother and Wife.
Online Classes and role-playing
Tuesdays at 7:00 PM, location to be determined

Class 11

How to be the Ideal Shopping Companion-Relaxation Exercises, Meditation and Breathing Techniques.
Meets 4 weeks, Tuesday and Thursday for 2 hours beginning at 7:00 PM.

Class 12

How to Fight Cerebral Atrophy–Remembering Birthdays, Anniversaries and Other Important Dates and Calling When You’re Going To Be Late.
Cerebral Shock Therapy Sessions and Full Lobotomies Offered.
Three nights; Monday, Wednesday, Friday at 7:00 PM for 2 hours.

Class 13

The Stove/Oven– What It Is and How It Is Used.
Live Demonstration.
Tuesdays at 6:00 PM, location to be determined.

Upon completion of any of the above courses, diplomas will be issued to the survivors.


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