Archive for December, 2013

Meeting RM And Little R

I’ve been meaning to do this post for ages, but the awful hectic deadlines at work and the awful clutter at home barely allowed me the luxury to sit and do a post ๐Ÿ˜ .

A few weeks back, I met RM . She was in Pune for a marathon and dropped me a message earlier in the month asking me if we could meet up. Obviously I was overjoyed at meeting her in person and we set the date of meeting which was a Saturday.

On the said Saturday morning, I quickly wrapped up work at home, handed over the twins to the BIL and accompanied the MIL and SIL to do something called as “wedding shopping”. This is an activity which can drive non-shoppers to the edge of insanity. Considering that the trio of us who went shopping are all non-shoppers ( the types who pick up the first dress or stuff that comes into view), we were the ideal kind to fleece. The shopkeepers cajoled and even chided us on our choice of sarees. “Yeh mat lo!! Shaadiย ke liyeย itnaย sastaย kaiseย le sakte ho” kind of statements had us hanging our heads in shame! The BIL had begged me to go easy on the shopping as he handed me his credit cards with tears in his eyes. Possibly the first time he was giving it to a woman ๐Ÿ˜ . Poor chap! Little did he know that it was just the beginning.

I did take pity on him and was cautious with the expenses. We went to just two shops, quickly bought a few sarees and dress materials and called it a day. But even by our quick standards, it was around 5pm when we finally dragged our sorry selves back home ๐Ÿ˜ฆ . Lugging all those bags had made us weary like hell and we just collapsed on our beds.

I think it took me 2 seconds after hitting the pillow to remember that I had promised RM that I would meet her. Quickly got up, dressed up the kids, took a quick bath and got ready. The BILย said he will drop me to the meeting point but he asked me to wait for a minutes asย he was waiting for his friend to return our car. So we waited. And waited. And waited. Finally, I snapped and told him that I was taking an auto. He was rather ticked off at his friend but he didn’t want us to take an auto so he dropped us there on his bike. The worst part was that it being a Saturday night, the entire city came on the roads ! It took us much longer than expected to reach the venue where I would be meeting RM for the first time ๐Ÿ™‚ .

In my hurry to leave, I hadn’t combed my hair nor remembered to wear ear-rings. So as I walked towards the venue, I combed my hair (looked mighty silly doing that in public) and hunted in my purse for some ear-rings. Thankfully, found a pair ! Just then, got a call from RM. I looked around and there she was ๐Ÿ™‚ . Believe me, I think when I first saw her, I thought that I knew her forever! We rushed at each other and hugged like long-lost sisters! The twins looked on keenly, almost worried to see their mother smothering someone besides them ๐Ÿ˜€ ! Two men looked on in wonder and then RM introduced me to the wonderful RD and her cousin. As I was talking to them, I looked down and saw that I was still holding one ear-ring in my hand. The other was in my ear ๐Ÿ˜ . I wonder what the two men thought of my haphazard appearance ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

The icing on the cake was little R who has the brightest smile ever!! EVER. And dimples!! I had no idea she had DIMPLES!! ๐Ÿ˜€ ๐Ÿ˜€ ๐Ÿ˜€ย  My one weakness in human form is for dimples (I found the BF rather attractiveย because of the tiny dimple that forms under his lower lip when he smiles or talks. Its captivating ๐Ÿ™‚ ). Anyhow, Little R is a bright little thing with killer dimples. Did I say that already? Never mind! She’s a precocious little thing and it felt good to see that Lui took an immediate affinity to her. Within minutes of meeting each other, they were holding hands and sharing secrets ๐Ÿ˜€ . Shobby held on to my hand, a tad shy of the sudden gushing all around him and apprehensive because his beloved sister had forgotten about him after meeting R ๐Ÿ™‚

RM is exactly like I imagined her…she talks just like she writes in her blog ๐Ÿ™‚ ….we started talking and walking and I realized that it just didn’t seem like our first meeting ๐Ÿ™‚ ….we spoke about so many things and nothing in particular! But the best part is, we didn’t bring up the topic of our respective blogs at all! Figure that? I mean, blogging is what brought us together, but throughout the time we were together, we talked about the kids, jobs, work pressure, toilet-training and what not ๐Ÿ˜€ .

At a little Italian restaurant, we had pasta and some baked corn bread and paneerย tikka roll. The kids had orange juice to go with the bread and the pasta. RM, preparing for the Pune International Marathon the next morning, hardly had anything! It was up to me to finish the roll and the pasta which I did without much guilt ๐Ÿ˜€ . Lui didn’t want to go home so soon as she wanted to spend more time with Little R. So RM, being generous, suggested that we all go to her hotel room and spend some time there. Once in the room, we had the mandatory rounds of the loo for the kids :). We tried talking, the two of us, but it was so difficult with the three kids running around the room and playing hide-and-seek (hiding under the blanket while the others searched ๐Ÿ™„ ) . They were having so much fun that we in turn were enjoying all the laughter coming from them.

We had a round of photo session where the kids obliged us by making poses ๐Ÿ™‚ I would have put them up here, but my laptop has conked out and I’m unable to download the snaps to it. Will do it sometime later (with due permission from RM, of course ๐Ÿ™‚ )

A quick look at the watch made me realize that it was already 9:30 pm and it was time I left since I had a long way to go. Not only that, RM had to get up really early the next morning because of the run. It felt bad bidding goodbye, because I didn’t get to spend as much time as I would have liked to ๐Ÿ˜ฆ ….with promises to keep in touch and visit each other, we parted ways. I felt rather sad when I was walking out of the hotel….I’m terrible at keeping in touch and it seemed such a shame that I could meet a wonderful person like RM for such a short while. I didn’t know if I would keep my promise to her and God knows I want to ๐Ÿ˜

Dear RM, it was so wonderful to meet you….I really hope and pray that we meet again! Thank you so much for a wonderful time and also, for the lovely books you got for the kids. We had a great time doing the activities and reading stories about Toto the Auto ๐Ÿ™‚ . Also, the ear-rings you brought for me are beautiful! They are the exact shades that I didn’t have and needed …! You must be a mind-reader ๐Ÿ™‚

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Hair There Everywhere!!

The BF called up one day to confess that he has gotten rid of his mustache.

It was a news I didn’t take too well ๐Ÿ˜

“WHAT?!! How Dare you?!! OMG!!! Don’t you know? Moochh nahin toh kuchh nahin??” I yelled at him the minute he told me.

The hubby pacified me the best he could and then, since I was simmering, asked to talk to the kids. The first up was Lui, who took the news of the missing facial hair rather coolly.

‘Abbu, aapne shave kar diye? Koi baat nahin. Woh phir aa jayega. Waise toh aap hamesha achche dikhte ho“.

(Goodness!! With the amount of butter Lui slathers on her father, I wonder how he still manages to stand in one place ๐Ÿ˜ย  !! )

Next up was Shobby.

“Hmmm….Aapne shave kar diye….hmm…lekin Abbu, mujhe toh abhi tak muchhi nahin hai!”

“You’ll get yours in due time”,ย  the BF consoled him.

Lekin Abbu, ek good news hai“, says Shobbs.

“What is it?”

Mere hands and legs par abhi small-small hair aa rahe hain. Thode din ke baad bhar-bhar ke aa jayega. Phir mai bhi aapke jaise dikhoonga“!


BF : ๐Ÿ˜ Err………!

Quite a hair-raising moment it was ๐Ÿ˜€ ๐Ÿ˜›


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The Tantrum

Last night the MIL told me that she had bought “bhindi” for the next day’s lunchbox for the kids. Now, Lui had taken a keen liking for the ladyfinger a few months back, so naturally, the MIL assumed that Lui would love to take it in her lunchbox.

The minute Lui heard it was going to be bhindi, she started jumping and howling,”No Mummy, no, no NO!! Don’t want bhindi. I don‘t like bhindi!”

She shouted and cried, stomped her feet, her tears spilled all over her face as she vehemently refused to take bhindi in her lunchbox.

After a couple of minutes of her raging tantrum I was on the verge of snapping at her, when she comes up to me and with puppy-dog-eyes asks softly, “Mumma, what is bhindi?”

๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜


The MIL burst out laughing.

Me? I’m still searching for the nearest cliff to jump off from !!



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The Nurses At Home

We were settling down for sleep last night. The twins were done with their goodnight prayers and begged me to tell them a goodnight story.

I wasn’t well, had a bad cold and cough, was even coming down with fever, so I croaked,” Cant tell a story today pumpkins, I’m not feeling well”.

Shobby immediately comes up to me checks my forehead with his tiny palm.

“LUI”, he yells, “Mumma ko bukhar hai“.

Lui scampers up to me and checks my temperature.

Haan Shobby”, she says solemnly, “Mummy has fever. Mumma, please don’t go to office tomorrow”.

“Why baby? I’ll be fine by tomorrow”, I said feebly.

“Lui, humko kal chutti leni chahiye school se“, says Shobby to Lui.

“But why??”, I croak a little louder this time.

Arre Mumma, agar hum school chale gaye, toh aapka khayal kaun rakhega?”, says a very concerned Shobbs.

Abbu ne humko bole thhe, Mummy ka khayal rakhne ke liye. Thats why we will not go to school tomorrow”, adds Lui.

Cue for me to break into tears *Sniff* .

I hugged the two and thanked Allah for the millionth time for giving me two priceless gems as kids ๐Ÿ™‚

This morning, the kids got up, dressed for school and didn’t make the fuss that they usually do every morning. They seemed a bit disappointed that I was up and about ๐Ÿ˜€ ๐Ÿ˜€ ๐Ÿ˜›

“Mumma, if you are not feeling well, then call me from school. I will come”, said Lui as she boarded her school van.

Again, *Sniff*

๐Ÿ˜€ ๐Ÿ˜€

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