A super duper smashing rolling weekend!!!!

P and his wife S had come down from Cochin. This was an occasion for all of us to get together. It was after such a looooooooooooong time that all eight of us were together again that for the time being all differences and hurts were swept under the carpet. What did we do? Ate. Slept. Talked. Tried out two new restaurants. Lebanese at the World cuisine network and Café Terra for their breakfasts. The latter was great. I see myself going back there again J
Saturday night, the BH made beef roast. Mowgli slept at 8pm like a very good boy and therefore i had a really good time. We talked and talked till 1 in the morning. It has been so long since we did it. Reliving our college days. Before marriage Bangalore adventures. Gossiping about old friends and foes and how many have moved in between the categories. This time around there was a new topic of conversation. In-laws! Now that all of us are married everybody had something to say about spouses and in-laws and relatives. The guys cribbed about their wives and S and I made fun of our husbands. S had a great time listening firsthand to all of P’s performances in college. I guess we supplied her with a lot of fodder for future blackmail and leg pulling J Poor P!
It made me nostalgic, very nostalgic. Not just me but everybody. It was like a realization to us as in ‘see, how much have you guys changed!’ I think we should do this more often. Like get together every month or so and just talk. We have made plans for this New Year. Book a cottage somewhere and chill just like how we did in 2006.
It is so easy to get carried away in the rush.
It takes so little time to stop and smell the roses.
Why don’t we stop then?

Time out?

Gimme more!

I just love them :-)

Mowgli threw a tantrum and started throwing his toys at us. The BH got mad and made him stand in a corner with his arms folded. And believe it or not the little imp was actually loving it!!!! he threw a couple of poses, sat after a while and then just refused to come out of the corner!!!!

What do I do with this chota shaitan????

“He is completely fine now.” She smiled at me.

She is Mowgli’s day care aunty. I smiled back. Grinned would be a better word. It was a 75 mm smile of pure relief and finally happiness.
In the initial days I just couldn’t believe that for somebody so outgoing it took 10 weeks to finally adjust to day care!!! He is the first kid over there who has taken this long. That battle is over. He has finally agreed to play with the other kids. Allows the girls to carry him. Has moved in to the toys section from the sand pit. Walks to the BH with his bag in the evening. Runs to me smiling when I come back from office.
Other than these he has also sorted out a couple of other things. He is again back to liking me. Yayyyyyyyyyyy! That phase of clinging to the BH for everything is FINALLY over. He now understands that I will come back at night and that the BH goes away in the mornings. So no tears and tantrums when the BH leaves. We now kiss the BH bye and say cheers to him and happily close the door!
The worst fear I had when Mowgli started day care was that he would lose his mischievousness and maybe become too insecure about people. Both my fears have been proved baseless. He is still the same old naughty imp that he was before. The insecurity was there in the beginning, but it has also passed.
Touchwood and I cross my fingers!
p.s. Mowgli’s mom is still grinning!

Who are you guys?

Reading my blog??????
Will thou please take a few minutes to delurk and tell me who you are?
I am curious, you see.
Please humour me.
Please?

Back and feeling so much better.

It was viral fever and the head aches were sinus realted ones and everything is under control now with the proper medication and steam inhalation. I really don’t know why I was so dumb or block headed to suffer for more than two weeks. Every day in office by about 4/5 I would start shivering. Then the pain in my head would start. I would be unable to look at the screen or concentrate on the work. I was also getting dizzy at times. And the moron that I am it never actually occurred to me that it could be because I am not well. I was thinking that maybe I’m going into some depression or else the headaches were psychological. Why I behaved in such an illogical way and suffered so much pain is beyond me?
Finally when the headaches got really worse and the pain started bringing tears to my eyes at night, I thought enough is enough. I need to go see a doctor. Or better still finally I called my dad! (Now don’t start off on why I didn’t call him earlier!! As I said I was not sane!) He prescribed antibiotics, told me I had sinus (!). I took the medicines and went to office thinking that all will be well. After some time I very nearly fainted. A colleague rushed me to the medical; room to check my BP. Everything was normal thankfully. Just a fever. The BH came and picked me up from office. I just went home and crashed. That day and the next day is a haze. I just remember sleeping and sleeping and sleeping.
Alls well that ends well./ I have learnt my lesson here. If not well call appa immediately!!!
And peace returns to the jungle house.

Can the doctor prescribe it?

‘My back is aching’, she says.
‘Hmmm’. He tiredly presses it for her.
‘My feet are so tired. I cannot sleep’
He rubs her feet with some oil and massages it.
‘My head is paining. Can you rub some balm? ‘He half-heartedly rubs the balm grumbling that she is always complaining about aches and pains these days.
‘My shoulder is hurting. I cant move it. ‘
‘My eyes hurt from staring at the screen for so long.’
‘My heels have cracked again and its painful to walk’.
‘We need to go see a doctor for all these pains. It is becoming a daily routine these days.’ He mutters half asleep.
She looks at him in the darkness and says in her mind. ‘I do not need a doctor. I need love.’

One small step forward and two mighty steps back!

It is so easy to go back into depression. When things return to square one. When whatever you do is the ‘wrong’ thing to do. There are times when I can fool myself that yes life is good. The bad phase is over. We can look forward to happy times. And it takes just one word or a look to bring back the desperations and frustrations. Its not just me. It’s the BH also. I know he is mighty sad about the accident and we losing almost our entire savings to repair it. But…. When do we get our lives back?
Listening to Maa from Taare Zameen Par and feel like crying.
I miss the BH. Not the one who currently lives with me. But the one I fell in love with and wanted to get married and grow old together. I am sure the BH is also missing me. Not the present me, but the 23 year old me who was full of life and for whom everything was possible. The present one is only a shadow of the past!