Yes, I said it. I’m asking, praying, hoping my children turn out like that child at the park. The one that indulges my child’s insistent yammering. The one who lets my son follow him around and includes them in play. The one who says Okay to everything my son suggests and becomes a part of the elaborate story he’s…
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Insights from Life
A Game of Fears
In your twenties you are fearless, invincible even. No decision, no matter how foolhardy is dangerous. Once you have a child though, everything changes. Every little thing has the potential to cause serious damage and every decision you make holds the weight of the world as you know it affects the future of the one who you love more than…
Yesteryears’ Rakhi
One day after school, ten pampered years after My birth my mom asked me how I would like to have a sibling? I believe her exact words were ” Would you like ma to get a baby for you ? ” I think my response was quite positive for she cheerily went on to announce that we will in fact…
She’s Here.
It’s the scariest thing in the world, when you first look at the bundle of arms and legs that they hand you. Is everything okay? Is everything where it should be and is it working? As I lay paralyzed from the chest down, I counted my breaths till I heard her cry. The tears rolled down when that sweet voice…
Pink or Blue …
Since I can remember, I always wanted a girl. I was an only daughter for 10 years. I loved being a girl. Flowing dresses, dolls, bonding with mummy, being pampered, dancing with flair, jewelry and everything girlie. And then I had a brother, who in my eyes is more my kiddo than bro so I pretty much wanted the same…
Clutter – the Daily Battle
” Don’t throw that out. You never know when you may need it. ” Is that the voice of my conscience being thrifty or my mother being from a generation that well, kept everything ? I grew up on a house where everything should be either saved, recycled or stored away. It wasn’t hoarding exactly (as some would argue) but…
Beyonce at the SuperBowl 2013
So a friend of mine has a perfectly valid question about Beyonce’s get up the other day. – ” If a singer who is a role model of thousands of young girls ( our daughters) dresses up like a stripper on national television, and we object to it, are we being judgmental? Or just bury your head in the sand,…
Mrs. Singh
The first time someone called me Mrs. Singh, I was getting on a plane going to Goa on our honeymoon. I’ve been Miss. Singh all my life so being called Mrs. Singh was such a rush !! Took a second to register that I’ve now taken on a number of new versions of me, the most important of which is…
How Rude !!
It doesn’t take much to tip me over to the dark side, ranting and raving about human stupidities. One of the cases is usually when I do something with a good intention only to have it leaving me aghast at how indifferent people are to others’ feelings. You know when you have a conversation with someone with a tentative feeling…
Mommy syndrome
I’m a mommy now and boy is it exhausting !! The sleepless nights, the frequent feedings, the incessant crying, the random walks holding the baby causing my arms to ache. The pleasures though are innumerable. Each smile the baby gives me when he looks at me early morning or after feedings or when I enter the room – Precious !!I’d…