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Some Teensy-Weensy Updates

Somehow, the last one month has changed the twins tremendously….its almost like how we used to prepare for exams, you know, idling away the whole year and then trying to mug up notes on the eve before the big paper. The twins, who were lagging awfully in many departments of growth have suddenly covered up for the lost time……right before their second birthday 😀

So we now have conversations like these :-

SS : (holding out a spoon) dadi, yeh lo.

MIL : yeh kya hai?

SS : chammach

MIL :  (laughing) Great!! You understand this. Do you understand when to go to the loo?

SS : (cocking head to one side) Haan. Bathroom.


I’m having dinner and RS, who has had her dinner sits besides me, playing with some food on her plate.

RS : (mixing the food vigorously with her fingers and scooping it in her hand) Mamma, khao

Me : Thanks betu, but I’m having my dinner.

RS : Khao, achcha hai achcha hai .

Me : I know dear, but I don’t want it.

RS : (looking towards the window)  Budda-baba (old-man) Aa!! Mumma ko lo!

Me : 😐

(the story here is that when she doesn’t have her meals, I tell her that the old-man outside the window will take her away. I know, its horrid. But she’ll never have her meals otherwise 😦  . But looks like she’s giving me a taste of my own medicine 😀 )


At a relative’s place, SS is running around the house with his milk bottle hanging from his teeth.

Me : Shobby. Stop it. You are not drinking the milk. Give me the bottle.

SS : (stops running, looks at me, raises a palm) Arre Ruko !! Peetaaaaa.

Me : (stumped!) 😐


SS’ hair have grown long enough to need a cut. And RS is yet to sprout hair which can hold a tiny butterfly clip together!! It’s just a week to their Birthday now and I’m hoping she grows enough of them !!


RS is 3 ft tall.

SS is 2 ft 9 in tall.


Rs has 12 teeth.

SS has 16 . And still doesn’t chew much. Simply swallows the food 😦


RS didn’t wake up in the night for the last 2 days.

SS woke up only once .

(fervently praying) Ameen.


RS pees standing up.

SS pees sitting down.



SS stomps his right foot and hops, when angry.

RS jumps and throws herself on her butt when she’s angry.


RS sleeps on her tummy. Always.

SS sleeps on his back. Always.


It’s a week till their B’day and I’m so totally kicked about it 😀

And No. I’m not having a party.But more on it later.

Till then….looking forward to more new developments from the twins 🙂

Watch this space!

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Dear Twins….

I’ve been a rather boring mama lately, what with complaining about you two non-stop all the time 😦

I’ve been harping on and on about how you two are turning my hair grey. And sometimes, I get so carried away with all this harping that I forget to see the silver lining on the cloud.

My sweeties, you both are bratty, brash and a menace. It’s true that you drive me up the wall, but only to come crashing down when you give that impish smile and hold out your arms for a hug 😀 . Sometimes, when I see you sleeping, I wonder where the time flew…when did my kids become individuals with a mind of their own?

But there are things you do for which I need to be really grateful to Allah.

I hear friend/relatives complaining about how their kids throw a fit when they have to be administered medication. I can only nod my head in amazement when I hear such tales, because you see, the two of you LOVE medicines!! I have no idea where you get that trait from, but the simple mention of the word  “medicine”  has you both tagging behind me with your tongues hanging out 😐 .And the worst part is, you guys actually love medicines which are the most bitter!! Go figure! You two clamour for medicines even when you are not ill. So if I’m ill, I have to make sure I never take my prescription in your presence, else you two scream at me to share my stuff with you 😀

When you two were little babies , I used to wait till you went into deep slumber before I could attempt to cut your nails. With fingers barely a few centimetres long and nails which were difficult to locate, let alone cut, I had a harrowing time. I had to run the nail-cutter through the nails before you moved an inch, because you see, my hands used to tremble so much because I was terrified of cutting through your tender skin.

Is it a blessing then, when you both now hold out your hands and fight each other to be treated first 😀 ?! And just when I’m almost done with the hands, you lift your feet for the toes to be clipped too. Makes my job so much more easier 🙂 . I can’t be thankful enough !!

And now, on to the diapering 🙂

There was a time when changing your diapers was a chore!! It didn’t help that when you two weren’t kicking your mamma in the face, you were busy digging your fingers into the poo 😦 . Eww!! Is it less than a blessing then, when these days, I just have to say “diaper change”  and you two come scrambling up to me and lie down obediently while I do the needful!! No kicking, no messing. In fact, you demand to be powdered over your privies with special emphasis on your bum 😀 . Yes, both of you LOVE your bums to be smeared with an inch thick layer of talcum 🙂 .

There are many other little things, like insisting on brushing your own teeth, having food by yourself, doing everyone’s bidding, setting right furniture which is not in place, picking up stuff from the floor and putting it back in its place and many other antics which either keeps your family in splits of has us gushing with love and pride. Sometimes, its hard for me to believe that you are yet to turn two…..and then there are times when I’m totally overwhelmed to see you both so grown-up.

We still have our hurdles to cross. You two can’t have a decent meal without smearing every visible surface within a metre’s diameter with your food. When you brush your teeth, you also take time to brush the walls, your cycle handle, the door knob and (yuck!) even your Abba’s shoes 😦 . I need to keep nail-clippers and scissors as far from you two as possible, because you try to mimic my actions, almost giving me a heart-attack when I see you trying to clip off the fingers of your twin 😐

It’s a roller-coaster ride with you two and frankly, I’m enjoying every millisecond of it 🙂 . You have no idea how much you teach me each day. How much more I feel chastised for shouting at you and how much more blessed when in spite of it all, you bestow me with a warm hug. Awww munchkins….you have NO idea how much I love you 🙂

You two will soon become two years old and officially enter the world of “Terrible-Twos”….which roughly translates to “Terrible-Fours” for me 😦

I’m buckling up for it, I am…and really hoping that at the end of the TWO’s I’ll look back as fondly as I do now. Ameen.

Have fun sweeties…..now and forever…..and keep learning. Because that teaches me a lot too 🙂

Your Much-in-love-with-twins,

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"You see my pout?? That's all I can do!! Can't I look pretty like RS too?"


"Don't worry Bro, your Sis is here. A little bit of Talcum, here and there. Soon you'll be fair, just like me, and if Mamma gets angry, so mote it be!!"

"You think she's angry" "I'm not so sure" , "How long do we stand here?" "Until she finds a cure". "For what? pray tell", "For being finicky, and angry as hell".

So my girl has taken a HUGE liking for the talcum powder. She LOVES dusting her hands with it and spreading it on every conceivable part of her body, the favourite being her knees!!  And not only herself, she loves dousing others with the talc too 😦 (SS being her willing assistant every time)

Yesterday, she rubbed some talc on the FIL’s cheek. The FIL didn’t pay much attention then. He had some urgent work and left after some time. When he returned, we were shocked to see the streak of white still sitting pretty on his cheek. The poor man was awfully abashed!! Apparently, he’d gone to meet some high-up people and now it was funny to wonder what they must have thought about the slash of white cutting across his face 😀  .Surprisingly, people were polite and no one pointed it out to him!! We had a good laugh over it 🙂

The snaps above were lying in the drafts for quite some time. They were taken two months back. RS was busy ‘donating’ some talc to SS and while doing so, she also dropped a lot of it on the floor. The GMIL had a near-slip and that’s what made me angry enough to punish the two. I made them stand in the balcony and threatened them to not come inside until I cleaned up the floor.

Like always, my punishments go waste 😦 . My kids are least afraid of me and nothing I do or say makes them mend their ways. Sigh.

PS : The pyjamas that SS is wearing are from his cousin M. Now where little M looked like a munchkin in that outfit, my boy looks like an escaped convict from Tihar 😦

PPS : We’ve hidden most of the talc bottles at home. But somehow, RS got her hands on this little Emami talc (I guess it came free with something!)

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Joined at Birth??


Oct 2009


Sep 2010

Sometimes I do feel they are conjoined twins :D.

Inseparable !!

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A Letter to the Twins

Dear Twins,

If you’ve been reading my posts lately, you’d feel that the only thing I ever do is to rant about you two.
I realized this while going through a few recent posts and I’m sorry to say, I paint a rather sorry picture of you two. My heartfelt apologies. The only reason why I’ve been slack in updating this blog on your achievements is that you two have learnt so much in the last few weeks, it’s almost difficult to keep track.Everyday is a revelation. Everyday, we are subjected to some new hilarity . Or sometimes, we just marvel at how you figured out that one particular activity!!
The last few weeks have been a roller-coaster ride of sorts, with you two keeping everyone at home on their toes, making sure we all lost a few inches and a few pounds in the bargain 😀 . It doesn’t help that each day, you grow a little more taller and can reach out for stuff which we thought was beyond your reach. Your insane curiosity doesn’t help matters much!! So it’s a regular activity at home to leap and rescue a vessel of milk which you tug at, leap and wrench the scissors from your hand which you stood on your toes and reached for, to lunge and tackle you before you take that mug of water and pour it over the sofa set. We’ve been busy these days darling, thanks to you both!!

But what never ceases to amaze me , is how quickly you two are grasping everything you see and hear. You now understand EVERYTHING we say, responding correctly to our commands and rebukes.I just have to say,”get up” and you immediately stand in attention 😀 . Gives me a power high, I must confess, though I dare say we order you about on a whim!! You guys are far too clever for that. You listen to us, only when you feel like it. Rest of the time, we can cry ourselves hoarse and you guys wouldn’t so much as look at us 😀 !!

Anyhow, I just want to list a few new things that make me fall head-over-heels in love with you everyday :-

1) The way you, RS call out “Mamma”. Full of authority and love. Seems like a weird combination, but you have to hear it to believe it.

2) The way you, SS call me “Mamma”. Full of pleas and requests. Don’t know why your tone is like that, but it’s very sweet to hear 🙂

3) The way, you, RS mimic each and every action of mine, including the part about scolding and raising your hand threateningly. You even glare at me, all the while trying your best not to giggle. Adorable 🙂 !!

4) The way, you SS pick up any new word and repeat it clearly . And when we beg you to say it again, you clam up! No amount of coaxing is enough for you to oblige us!!

5) The way you, RS snatch anything and everything from your brother, and then lovingly try to hand it back to him. Even scolding him when we do and trying to feed him when we do the same 🙂

6) The way, you SS give the biggest smile ,wave your little hands frantically and yell out “Byeeeee” when you get a chance to step out of the door.

7) The way you, RS ,tug at your knickers when you want to visit the loo, sometimes, just fibbing, because the only thing you really want to do is to play with water!!

8 ) The way you SS mutter something in gobbledegook and when we repeat it, say,”haaaan??” with your held tilted to one side, eyes and mouth wide open, as though questioning us on it !!

9) The way you two have now learnt to communicate your hunger or thirst, the way you two run the house down, the way you jump over the sofa-sets, the way you clamber over your parents (playing horse), the way you two laugh, with unbridled joy, the sound coming from somewhere deep in your belly :D.

10) The way you both have defined your preference of bikes!! SS, my boy, you LOVE sitting on your Abba’s bike (on the petrol tank), holding on for dear life and refuse to get down once the destination is reached. And you, RS , love to stand in front on my bike, holding on to the headlamp and still as a mouse. On your father’s bike, its tough to make you sit still, what with you squirming one way or the other. SS is yet a little short to travel on my bike. But I’m hoping the day is not too far 🙂

11) The way you two care for your loved ones!! I just have to hold up a finger and say I got hurt and both of you will rush over to hold the finger and blow on it (yes, thats the ONLY cure you know and guess what ? It works 😀 ). You , RS, love to pat everyone to sleep, sometimes insisting that we lay down SS on your tiny lap or maybe put our heads on  your chubby thighs. Then you proceed to pat us (not so gently) to sleep!! And you, SS, love being rocked to sleep, by anyone/everyone at home. You willingly go to everyone, even sleeping with your dada while your sister throws tantrums on being separated from her mom 😐 . You tone down your cries if you hear your sister crying, at times, even giving up your toys/goodies just so that she calms down!!

12) The last, but not the least, the way your faces light up when I come back home 🙂 . Or the way, you peek out of your bed covers and grin when your Abba returns in the night. We two helpless parents have no other choice, but to smother you two with kisses and hugs (with you two trying your best to escape 🙂 )

I wish I could put up snaps of you two at your bratty best, but the last few weeks have been a little hectic at work as well as home. But I promise to post some soon. Just so that you can see how well you have smeared mashed banana on the sofa or how cute your palm prints look on the wall (where you stamped after dipping your hands in Robin liquid blue)!

I still worry about you two though. When I see that SS still can’t inform us when he wants to pee or poop, or when you both are yet to let go of your milk bottles, I fret. I worry that maybe I’m not doing enough to toilet train you, or maybe I’m not feeding you enough to keep your tummies full. But at other times, when you come out of your illness with flying colours, battling your fever bravely and continuing with your antics, I feel blessed that Allah has bestowed you with sturdy health. I hear instances of friend’s children being admitted to hospitals and I can only send a prayer of recovery for them one of thanks for you two.

You are both running your 22nd month now. How time flies!! Shortly, you’ll both be TWO years old!! How terrific is that for you ? (and terrible for me 😦  )

I’m so looking forward to the time you two are able to string a sentence together, or maybe, make a trip to the loo on your own 😀

But for now, we are content to hear you gurgling with happiness. Glad that you bring in so many good vibes, making sure we laugh along with you! Your family loves you munchkins, and it fills the heart with joy to see that you love them all right back.

Here’s to good health and an eventful year ahead 🙂


(of milk glasses, of course 😀 )

Your Mom.

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The Planning….!!

Once again, the hapless mother tucks her babies in for the night, handing them their last bottle for the night (or so she hopes. Little does she know….!!)

Shortly after, she crashes for the night. The father-figure is already serenading the room with his snores. The mother hops into her bed and frantically tries to capture her forty winks.

The twins, as usual, when left alone like that, tend to plan. Like this time. And this.


RS : (slurp slurp) You know brother, we’re growing up.

SS : (slurp slurp ) Hunh?

RS : (slurp slurp )Uff, dumbo!! We’re growing up!! Getting bigger by the day.

SS : (slurp slurp )Talk for yourself. I don’t see myself growing at all. Heck I’m still the same height I was last year. You, however have become taller by inches.

RS  : (smugly) Hehe, I got the good genes, I guess.

SS : (slurp slurp) No comments!!

RS : (slurp slurp ) Anyhow, what I was saying is, since we are growing older, we need to set ourselves different benchmarks.

SS : (slurp slurp ) You mean, we need to make different kinds of scratches on the chairs and sofas??

RS:  (slurp slurp )Grrr. Of course not!! Though that wouldn’t be a bad idea….hmmm….come to think of it…..there’s a new sofa set in the drawing-room. Looks too clean and pretty, doesn’t it? Not good I say.

SS :  (slurp slurp )Hehe, don’t worry. It aint all that new now. I peed over it yesterday. The cushions got soaked through and through!

RS : (slurp slurp ) LOL!! Thats a good job brother. But didn’t anyone spank you?

SS : (slurp slurp ) Well…..ummm…no one saw me doing it. The granny thought someone had dropped water on the sofa. She asked me about it and I …errr… I said you’d done it.

RS : (Throwing the bottle) you WHAT?!!

SS : (slurp slurp ) Hey chill. They’re used to your water spilling habit by now. At least I didn’t say you’d peed.

RS : And you expect me to be thankful for that?!!

SS : (slurp slurp ) Just chill sis. The sofa is long dry. Don’t fret your pretty brow over it. We have other issues to discuss.

RS : Oh yeah. Right. Actually, I’ve been thinking. We’ve been pretty goody-goody of late. And I have a niggling feeling that I don’t like it one bit. Its time to spice up the place a bit.

SS : (shuddering) Uh Oh sis. You sure?? The last time I followed your plans , I got the spanking of my life.

RS : I wonder when you’ll develop that spine?? Maybe there’s a reason for your not growing tall, after all!!

SS : (in a hurt voice) Hey!! No need to get nasty, ok? You know I always follows your plans to the T. A guy has a right to protest once in a while.

RS : Okie. I take it back. Now coming back to the plan, don’t you think its time we put our artistic talents to use.

SS : (slurp slurp ) Uh-huh! And what exactly are those talents?

RS : Painting!! What else?? You see these walls?? They are our canvas. These fingers are our brushes.

SS : (slurp slurp ) And what about colours?

RS : Do I have to do ALL the planning?? Can’t you chip in for once??

SS : (slurp slurp ) uh-oh. Okie. I’ll manage the colours. I know of at least three different things I can use.

RS : Like what??

SS :  (slurp slurp )Ummm…that bottle of colouring blue which the maid uses. She tends to leave it on the floor every time  😀  . Then, there is our daal which we have with rice. Nice and yellow. And oh, you know, that banana can be squished and applied over the walls…it turns into a pretty dark shade after some time. Will go well with our walls.

RS : (one eye brow raised) Hmmm…quite the surprise package , aren’t we?!! I’d no idea you had these things up your sleeve.

SS :  (slurp slurp ) Hehe, sis. You are so busy keeping riveted everyone with your tantrums, no one worries that I might not be the saintly kid that they think I am. Works for me 😉

RS : Hey there!! I don’t throw tantrums. I just demand what is my right!! Is it my fault that these people never listen to me at one go. The added acoustics just helps speed up matters.  And plus, I never had any ambitions to become the new-age Lata Mangeshkar, you know.

SS :  (slurp slurp )Easy for you to say. They never give in when I try the same trick 😦 .

RS : Hehe, little brother, you just don’t have the vocals for it. Your tinny voice is not your best friend, I say. With that whine of a cry, I doubt our mother even hears you to get up and feed you. If it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t get your mid-night feed.

SS :  (looking at his now-empty bottle) Hmm..you’re right. And you know what? All this talking has made me hungry again!! How about another round?

RS : Sure. My pleasure, little brother. Here goes… Scrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeechhh…WAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNHHHHHHHH!! DHOOOOOOOOOOODHOOOOOOOOOOOO……WAAAAANNHHHHHH……………DHOOOOOOOODHOOOOOOOO……

*The poor mother frantically leaps out of bed, all groggy-eyed and disoriented, picks up the two bottles, washes them, and prepares the new feed, all the while trying her best to console her kids and also worrying that the neighbours would come knocking to their door shortly. She shoves the bottles into her son’s mouth and when she turns to her daughter, finds that the daughter is fast asleep!!  The poor mother tries vainly to wake up her daughter and feed her, but the daughter keeps her eyes shut tight. The mother looks up at the clock and is shocked to find that it is hardly 30mins since the twin’s last feed. She groans inwards and dumps herself on the bed, exhausted and bewildered, wondering when the nightly cravings would come down *

SS : Good one sis.

RS :  (smugly)  Hehe, the pleasure’s all mine bro. It’s all mine 🙂 .Goodnight for now 🙂

SS : Good night 🙂

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10 Happy Updates….

…..from the Deadly Duo, who else 😀 ?!!

Life is pretty good, we all go about our regular routines and all this while, the twins are catching up with new things even as we blink. They’ve both transformed into sponge-blobs, absorbing every good, bad and ugly stuff we do.

I’ve been meaning to write posts on the many new things they’ve learnt, but then its a new thing everyday and I’m finding it rather difficult to keep count or track of it.

So now, I’ve decided to list down the 10 things the twins do that makes me a happy Mamma (albeit a sleep deprived one 😀 . And NO, the kids haven’t yet learnt to sleep through the night, though I WISH!! Thanks for asking 🙂 )

Without much ado, here goes :-


1) Jhappi-Pappi :- How do you resist when a tiny pair of arms encircles you for an impromptu hug, when you least expect it?? How does it feel when you get back home after a tiring day and the kids fling themselves at you, smothering you with kisses??

Its bliss 🙂 .

Till now, the twins were at the receiving end of our kisses. It’s good to see them now giving it right back !! Yes, SS included 🙂 . And the best part is when they are playing with their toys and suddenly, RS gets up, walks up to her brother and envelops him in a bear hug. SS then brings his arms around her and hugs her back!! They stay like that for a few seconds before separating and carrying on with their toys. And it’s not only RS, even SS takes the initiative to hug his sister when she least expects it.

Its fun to watch, seriously 🙂

2) Nach-Baliye:- OK!! What do we have here??

Two sets of twinkle-toes, no less 🙂

So each time me or the BF or the MIL or FIL come back from work, we are greeted with the index-finger-raised-hopping-on-both-legs dance. And that’s not all. The dance is accompanied by chanting the name of the person who has come. So if its me, I am greeted with a dance of “Mamma, mamma,mamma….”.

It’s so heart-warming, seeing them express their glee on seeing a loved one!!

Apart from this, there is the dance which takes place when they hear music, or the drum beats of any procession on the road, or the sound of  off-key trumpets from someone’s baraat. There’s just one step. Fingers extended, pointing upwards, hop, hop, hop 😀

3) Khana-Khazana :- Hmmm…little progress from SS on this one. But RS more or less covers up for him! So we can now feed her anything under the sun and she’s game. Be it rice, chapatis, spicy curries or vegetables. She’ll at least try that first morsel before deciding whether she likes it or not. Must have her mother’s genes 😀 . SS, in the meanwhile, refuses to open his mouth for stuff he cannot identify or stuff which is new (that’s his father’s genes) .

SS is still a little finicky and refuses to eat anything himself (that’s the royal streak in him. More on that in the next point). At least he has taken an immense liking towards bananas , which he can polish off at a go :).

RS is now addicted to cheese and anything sweet. I’m not liking the sweet-tooth part, but since she adores cheese, I think that more or less balances things !

4) Ji-Huzoor :-  I mentioned above that SS has a royal streak in him. Hmmm. Let me prove it to you.

What do you say about a kid, who, on finding the slightest sign of smut on his fingers, rushes to the nearest adult and signals them to get rid of it?

What do you say about a kid, who, when bitten by a mosquito, extends his leg to be scratched, while he reclines and enjoys the scratching?

What do you say about a kid, who clambers in your arms and points his tiny fingers in the direction where he wishes to go? The directions keep varying, depending on his mood levels!

What do you say about a kid, who, when faced with a plate of food and spoon, patiently waits till you are free to feed him? Try keeping a plate and spoon in front of any other kid. Then you’ll know what I mean.

RS is no better at times. So she gets a little smut on her fingers. The little miss looks around and then cooly wipes her hand on her dada’s uniform, or her dadi’s sari or her mom’s new suit. It doesn’t matter whose dress it is, as long as it isn’t her’s!! The same goes for wiping her runny nose. Mummy’s dupatta is the best thing around for such tasks!!

5) Chaddi-Buddy :- There was a time when the twins used to kick and howl at the mere suggestion of changing diapers or undies. But not any more.

So after they’ve done their big jobs in their diapers in the morning, I just have to tell them that we need to change, and they happily oblige by lying down on the changing mat . While I get busy with the diapers, they hand me the wet-tissues or the box of talcum powder or their undies, as the case may be :).

The twins can now use the powder-puff to powder their *ahem* parts. Thankfully, that’s one task off my lists now 😀

6) Nhao-Nhao :- Aaahh….bath times. The twins have loved their baths as long as I can remember. They still do and with much more vigour than before. It’s tough to get them to quit and come out.

The new thing is that the twins can now dry themselves with their towels. I just have to tell them which part to dry and they vigorously rub their towels on that part. Its fun to watch them. That’s mostly because their newly acquired independent streak doesn’t allow them to be bathed or rubbed down by adults 😐 !!

After the bath comes the powdering part. Which, like I said before is a greatly enjoyed sequence .They have fun dusting the powder on themselves and on each other 🙂

7) Maaf Karo :- Its been tough, but we’ve been able to get the children to understand what sorry means. So if they get naughty and break stuff, they immediately say sorry, by which I mean that they tug at their ears and pull a long face (since they still can’t say the word 🙂 ).

The only problem is, the kids need to be thoroughly convinced of their guilt, for them to apologise. So if I scold them, just for larks, and ask them to say sorry, they’ll give me a look which says I should go take a hike!! Oh well, you can’t win every time 😦

But there are also other fun instances which crop up .Like the time MIL was reprimanding the BF on something, and RS, who was sitting on her father’s lap, immediately got up and pulled at his ears, while calling out to her dadi. Well sweetheart, I’m sure your father was deeply apologetic (not to mention, tickled pink) when you pulled his ears. How about leaving him to do the needful next time 🙂 ?

 8 ) Jiska Maal Uska :- There are three men in the house .And three women. Amongst us, we have a total of 8 mobile phones.

Yet, the twins know exactly which mobile belongs to whom. So if the MIL’s mobile rings and I move to pick it up, RS comes running to me , yelling ,”Naaaaaaiiiiii”. She grabs the phone and runs to her dadi and hands her the phone. If the BIL’s phone rings and the GMIL picks up the call, the twins throw a fit, yelling, “Chacha, chacha…”!


SS can differentiate between all the trousers at home, easily distinguishing between the jeans belonging to his father and the ones belonging to his chachu. RS knows all my clothes by heart and can easily sort between mine and MIL’s suits.

Also, if something belongs to me, it has to be with me, ALLthe time!! So, while leaving for work, if I keep my purse in the hall and come to the kitchen for a drink of water, the twins lug my heavy bag to the kitchen, calling out to me and showing the purse, indicating that its mine and has to be with me 🙂

9) Nakal-khor :- Copycats. Thats what the twins are. They now copy everything we do . Or say.

So if I scold RS for dropping something, she’ll yell at her baby doll in the same way.

If I give SS a small tap on his cheek for throwing stuff, he’ll turn to his baby doll and whack it exactly as I had done.

Which also means, they treat their baby dolls like we treat them. So my two babies now look after their own two babies 🙂 . If I give SS his bottle of milk, he’ll try to feed his doll. Same is the case with RS. If I give them something to eat, they try and feed their babies. They ask us to dress their dolls in their dresses. So RS’s doll wears her frocks and SS’s doll wears his shorts.

Moreover, SS tries to put his doll to sleep on his lap exactly the way I do for him. And RS hugs her doll close and pats its head, walking around the house and humming her own tune. It surprises me to see them mimicking our actions so closely!!

10 ) Not without my father :- The one thing that pleases me to no end, is to see the bonding between the twins and their father. The BF works long hours and gets to spend very little time with the kids. But when he gets the chance, he plays around with them to their heart’s content.

RS calls him Abba and at times, Aabuuu (this is the surprising part. We never taught her that. Its something she picked up on her own!!). SS still stick s to calling him Baba 😀 .

The twins are used to their father’s absence. But the one time when they refuse to stay without him, is during their sleep hours. If their abba is not in the room, the twins will get up multiple times, asking for him. “Aaabuuuu….Aaabuuuuuu…..” is the chant RS carries on with until I ask her to go and check if her father’s back yet. she’ll promptly get up, run around the house checking for her father and not finding him home, come back tell me, “aaabuuu…nai“!!!

SS meanwhile, lies on his bed, looks up at the ceiling and yells “BABAAA…… ” in the loudest voice possible!!

I have no option, but to call up the BF and ask him to hurry home, before the neighbours start knocking on our doors to shut up!!


As I started writing this post, I realized that it isn’t just these 10 points which tickle my heart. There are many other smaller things the twins do, like handing me onions when I’m cooking in the kitchen, or waking up and cuddling up to me in the morning, or making their choice of clothes clear when we are going out, or calling out to the pigeons which sit at the window sill, or loudly exclaiming bow-wow when they see a dog , or being smitten by kids younger than them…..and many more!!

Its amazing to see them grow and develop as individuals. To see them behave so alike and yet so different from each other. To see them grow each day and marvel at the miracle of human life. To feel my heart being tugged in two different directions at the same time. To feel the rush of love, so heady, so satisfying, I wonder why people ever need drinks or drugs 😐 !!

Or maybe, its just me talking, a madly-in-love-with-her-babies momma 😀

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What can I say….?


………when the twins insist on climbing the drying rack and then find themselves trapped under the heavy stand and the clothes on it. When you rescue them,check for bruises  and set the stand upright, they insist on climbing it once again 🙄


……..when my daughter insists on applying moisturizing lotion to any and every available patch of skin. Be it hers, or her mother’s , or father’s or dadi’s, or big-dadi’s …or whoever!!


……..when my son insists on playing with the most raggedy doll of the toy collection instead of  playing with the cricket bat or speed cars we get him 😐 .


……..when my daughter throws away her dolls and chases the cars!!


……..when they insist on feeding their mother their meals instead of having it themselves.


………when they take turns wearing a sari (actually, my dupatta wrapped around their waists) and preening in front of the mirror (yeah, SS included!)


………when they go to the neighbour’s house to play and refuse to come back home!!


……….when they both like kissing each other, but despise getting kissed by each other 🙄 .


……….when they both hate getting out of their wet nappies or diapers 😛


……….when they either howl their hearts out when I leave for office, or gleefully bang the door shut in my face!!

………..it’s a tough life out there for poor mamma!!


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A Special Day Today!

Dear Twins,

I’ve been missing out on your updates for quite some time now. I know I haven’t posted anything new about you two for the last few weeks, and I’m guilty. In my defense, I can just say that lately you two have shown so many new achievements, that just when I get down to posting about one, you guys go ahead and do something new that makes the previous achievement look like peanuts!!

But today, I dedicate to you. Today is an important day for me. You see, you both turn 1 and a half years today. Yup, a total of 18 months or 547 days. Whew!

Just 6 months back, I was thanking Allah for the first year. It was tumultuous, I had so many things to learn about you. Heck, you guys had so much to learn yourself!! Remember those faltering steps RS took just a few weeks before her birthday? By the time the B’day approached, she was confidently walking the place down. As for SS, he was running on his B’day, walking being a thing of the past 😀 . At that time, I was still too critical, still too worried whether you two were matching up to the growth expectations for your age. To a certain limit, I blame BabyCenter for setting the benchmarks. So where they claimed that a year old baby learns to speak at least 20 different words, I fumed at the thought that you two barely even said “Mamma”. But now that I see so many other year-old babies still clinging to their parents for support, who still barely manage to put one foot in front of the other, I can’t help but marvel at how fast, how quickly and how independently you two learnt to walk on your own. And I’m ashamed, for even doubting for a minute that you are slow!!

Dear RS, you have consistently kept us amused by your pranks and the swiftness with which you learn new things. We just have to do an action once, and you know just how to repeat it. Other than that, you now understand EVERYTHING we say!! How cool is that 😀 ?! No more repetitions, no more gesticulating, no more forced enunciation from our side. We just have to say something and you proceed to do just what we asked!! My Angel!! You have no idea how proud we are of you. And though you are a tomboy through and through, you still retain that little girl at heart. Why else would you preen in front of the mirror when you wear a new outfit? Why else would you apply powder to your face , checking yourself out as you do it? Why else would you make a beeline to the nearest mirror when someone styles your scanty hair with a comb? When you see me applying vaseline or lipstick, you point to your lips and want some dabbed on it too. Sorry, correction here. You don’t want me to dab it. You want me to hand over the tube so that you can dab it on yourself. Which once more brings me to the independent spirit, that is you.Feed time has become a messy affair, what with you insisting on eating by yourself and spilling everything on your clothes. You’d rather starve than let anyone feed you. And I’m proud to say, you have become very deft with your spoon. Your scoops are now more balanced, you know just how to tilt the spoon in your mouth and the best part, you know how to feed SS too 😀 . How’s that for being the elder sis?!!

That you love your brother to bits, we all know. But you haven’t been successful in letting SS believe the same. The minute he walks towards the cycle, you have to rush and shove him off and clamber on yourself. The minute you see a water bottle in his hand, you have to snatch it from him. When he whines for me to pick him up, you drop whatever you are doing and run to me, to be picked up first. You boss over him, scream at him and in general, bully him. But when he’s asleep, you bend down to gently kiss his face. When he’s crying, you pat his head, hold his face in your chubby palms and plant a kiss on his nose. When I hold a ringing phone to your ear, you immediately turn to him and hold it against his ear. You try to feed him with your spoon, to make him drink by shoving the bottle into his mouth. When we dress him in new clothes, you hold his hand and lead him to the mirror. Sometimes, we just watch with amused delight at how you fuss over him.At others, we have to keep a sharp lookout so that you don’t harm him with your rush of love, like the way you squeezed him breathless with one of your power hugs, no doubt given with a lot of love, but strong enough to almost suffocate him 🙂 .

Dear SS, you are a tiny bundle of delight. Super charged, super active and barely able to stay in one place for more than  a few seconds (except maybe, when we go out, where you get super clingy for the first half hour and refuse to move away from your mother 🙂 ). You started walking and babbling much before RS, but yet, you have barely picked up any more new words. At least, your limited vocabulary is more clearer and coherent than your sister’s. You run through the house, nimble footed like a cat. Sometimes I worry that you’ll trip over something and fall, but you don’t. You are sure of your steps and capable of taking sudden sharp turns midway. Also, did I tell you that you have the most beautiful smile ever?!! You do 🙂 . RS has the most pleasant tinkling laughter and you have the most beautiful, shy smile. It totally transforms your face. Like the sun coming out from behind a cloud 🙂 .

Earlier, I used to feel a tad upset that you don’t understand all that we say, but now I’ve realized , it’s not true. You do understand everything, it’s just that you decide on your own whether to pay attention to us or not. Being the haughty royalty that you are, you give us the royal ignore most of the time, doing exactly what you want to do. Sure enough, reprimands roll off you like water from a duck’s back! If we scold you or raise our voice, you are sure to voice your protest. when you are bullied by RS, my heart goes out to you. I don’t want you to be a meek, submissive mouse. Maybe thats why I’m mighty glad these days when I see you standing your own with RS. You no longer hand over your toy to her. You snatch it back. and if she yells, you yell too. I’ve started calling you Sher-Khan these days 🙂 . There are times when I felt you avoided your sister. But then, you’ve shown your way of expressing love too. When RS was ill and lay on a spread on the floor, you gingerly squatted besides her and patted her head. When I wasn’t looking, you went down on your belly and gave her your version of the kiss (the one where you bring your face close and grin like crazy. The latest addition being, muttering ‘Pa’ loudly when you bring your face near 🙂 ). Whatever the case, it was awfully heart warming to see that you understand your sister is ill and in need of some TLC (mA).

You know SS, whenever RS does something new, I eagerly wait for you to do the same and then chide myself for ever wanting you to be on the same level with her. I know RS is grasping things real fast, but in the bargain, I feel, she’s losing her babyhood. I feel sad and upset to see that in many ways, my baby is no longer just a baby. At times like these, I turn to you.You, my prince, are like a balm to my frayed nerves. You soothe me with those ever-innocent eyes, looking at me keenly and muttering a soft “mumma!!” You console me with your innocence , that babyness which is still intact,that adorable feeling that I still have my baby!! Sometimes, when I cuddle you, I want to put you back into my tummy, safe from the world. But then, I want to put RS back there too, and God knows, two can’t fit in there anymore 😀

There are times when I’m a wee bit disappointed with you both. Like the times when you get up in the morning and the first thing you do is waddle up to your Abba and start planting umpteen kisses on his head or cheeks. You ungrateful souls!!!You do realize, don’t you, that its your mamma who wakes up every night at the slightest sound from you! that its your mamma, who, however groggy, gets you a bottle of milk when you are hungry in the night. Its your mother who washes your bums and wipes the snot from your noses.Pray tell me, what gratitude do you feel towards your father that he becomes the beneficiary of your kisses and not your mother?? This is just one of life’s mysteries I just can’t comprehend!! Alas.

Sweethearts, there is so much to say here, so much to let you know what you two mean to me and your Abba. Maybe someday, when you are older, you might just visit this space and find out that we aren’t just two old-coots trying to dictate your life. We are just one average couple, still reeling under the shock that Allah thought us worthy enough of you . That we do justice to the gifts bestowed on us. That we bring out the best in you that we have in us.Ameen.

RS, you are our pride, our joy. And SS, you are the sunshine that fills our heart with happiness. Together, you two make us (me and your Abba) feel like the luckiest fools alive 🙂 . And for that, I can never thank God enough .

I got this snap from your aunt BFC today, taken at one of her wedding events. I’m glad the photographer didn’t cover this from the front, as I looked mighty silly, nibbling at RS’s fingers .The next one is of you ,SS, who weren’t in a very good mood but did stay still for at least one photograph. By the way son, you resumed your prior tantrum once the clicking was done 🙂 :-

Getting her finger bitten

In one of your solemn moods

May you two have the best time growing up together. I am so looking forward to your 2nd Birthday 🙂 .

(I’m quite apprehensive, actually. You both are quite a handful now itself. What more you have in store for me, God alone knows. Maybe you do too, but you guys won’t be telling me your secrets, would you? No ?

I thought as much 😦  ).

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Matters of the the Mouth

This time, along with the count of teeth, I want to also include the twin’s vocabulary as a part of this post.
So without much ado, here goes :-

Tooth Update :-

RS :
Upper = 4 + 1/2 + 1/2 + 2 molars
Lower = 4 + 2 molars
Total =12 + 1/2 + 1/2

SS :
Upper = 4 + 1/2+ 2 molars
Lower = 4
Total = 10+ 1/2

Given her set of 4 molars, RS has taken to chewing her food, unlike SS , who knows only how to swallow. He still doesn’t roll the food in his mouth using his tongue. Sometimes, this worries me, because he just doesn’t make an attempt to bite into food. While playing around, he’ll pick up just about anything and put it into his mouth. But give him a piece of chapatti, or a slice of apple or a biscuit , he simply holds it and grins, not really sure what to do with it. He doesn’t yet know how to bring food to his mouth and bite into it. Thankfully, RS doesn’t worry me on that front. She knows just how to eat by herself. In fact, she hates being fed by us anymore. Her food is handed over to her on a plate, with a spoon and she does the honour of feeding herself (mA).  Am hoping that SS picks up the right food habits soon *praying fervently with folded hands*.

Word Count  :-

The twins are no motor-mouths. In fact, just getting them to say “Ammi-Abba” has taken us a more than 3-4 months of effort. Their vocabulary leaves a lot to be desired, but for now, here’s the current set of words –


Ammmma, Mamma, Maaaa (for me)

Abbba, Aaaba (for the BF)

Daaadhi, daaaa-eeee (for Dadi or Big-Dadi)

Dhaaaadha (for FIL)

Chhaaacha, Chhaaaaji (for the BIL ) (which makes us think she’s hinting at something 😉 )

Haaaa (for anything Hot)

Paaapaaa (for SS)

Boowooo (for Dogs, teddy bears, scary things)

Baauu (for any injury)

Mum-mum (Food)

Paaaa (for water)

Phaaa (for fan)

SS’s vocabulary is not as extensive(?) as RS’s, but he has his basics right 🙂


Mummy (for me)

Mummaaa (for food)

A-ba (for the BF)

Dada (for FIL)

Cha-cha (for BIL)

Pa (for water)

These are the actual words spoken by them and understood by us. There exists a parallel vocabulary, which quite extensive, but totally beyond our comprehension!! SS excels in that category. He is rarely silent when he’s in one of his ‘talking’ moods. So stuff like ‘lakka-laka-lakaa-abuna-laka’ and ‘blub-blub-ayyyyy-paaaaa-laka’ simply bounce off our ears. We’ve given up trying to figure out what he’s trying to say. Which is just as good. I really don’t want to know. Now. Later on is a different matter 😀

RS herself is quite vocal, specially with SS. The only word we can make out, is “Paapaaa”, which of course refers to SS, but other than that, all her muttering are understood only by SS and definitely not by us!!

I’ve heard that kids pick up words as they hear them, the more you speak to them, the more vocal they get. I’m surprised that with a household of 6 adults , who are constantly chattering with them, the kids haven’t yet picked up more words. And as usual, I’ll just blame it on them being preemies and give them a month more 😀

Which means, I hope to add a few new words to this space by next month.

Wish me luck 🙂

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