Resolution #1

Happy New Year

Happy New Year!
We were in Coorg and it was a very beautiful night. Close friends… Good conversation.. Yummy food.. Spirits… A very relaxed and content start to the new year. There is something wonderfully magical about a new year. Its like starting afresh yet again! Its all good intentions and plans and excitement at what the future holds. And mainly Hope. Hope that this year sees us doing better than the last. That this will be the year where most of our dreams will come true. That we will do full justice to every single day of this year.
Hope. Its a powerful feeling....

2011 was a materialistically good year for us. We made most of the home improvements that we had been talking of for oh so long. We managed to pay off a huge chunk of our housing loan. Got our house painted. Have a small balcony garden with plants that look green as opposed to brown. Good health all around. Families were fine. Everything was pretty smooth sailing.
2011 brought us our small ever smiling bundle of joy who conquered everybody's hearts. Two kids and the house has never known a minute of quiet.
Mentally it has been one of the most draining years I’ve ever seen. My motto throughout was “Dear God, please help me manage!” Manage the kids.. manage the house.. manage three meals on time… manage my office work.. manage the plants.. the dog and umpteen other commitments that seemed to sprout from nowhere. Constantly on over drive, doing something and at the same time mentally planning the next task. Days when I was so tired that I could barely stand and all I wanted was to just escape from this and go sleep somewhere in the hills! Realized that working from home is more strenuous than going to office. The only consolation was that I could work in peace and not get paranoid about what the maid was doing at home with the kids. I would crib about too much work to my mom and her sharp reply would be get rid of the plants and Cocoa. But how could I do that? I’ve realized that I want everything N.O.W. I cannot wait for things. Cannot wait for the kids to grow up and then have a well maintained house. I want everything together. And in the process of trying to do too many things I lose my calm with everybody else around. Makes me wonder whether its worth it. The BH helped a lot, more than ever. But me being stubborn me had to do things my way!
Anyways hoping that this year will see us more relaxed and enjoying life more and living it to the fullest.
Coz, if I count all my blessings, my cup runneth over and for that Dear God, Thank you.

you want to do this..

In Mowgli parlance, have is want. You want to read this book to me. You want to buy gems for me. You want to put Toy Story. You want...
I wish, I could also talk like this. You want to buy gifts for me. You want to cook dinner tonight. You want to sit at home and look after the two angels(imps!)
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mama, udit bite me.
why?
I donno.
What did you do?
I said I am sorry. appo udit bite me.
huh? why did you tell him sorry? what did you do?
after a lot of hemming and hawing and different versions of udit biting, the truth finally comes out.
Mowgli onnum cheythilla. varuthe kick cheythatha!!!
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Mowgli and my sister are playing cricket.
He sees her wet sleeve and asks" aye.. you did susu?"
"No! Mowgli. It got wet when I was washing my hand."
Innocently "Do you do susu in bed?"
"Sometimes". she says with a serious look.
" I too. Sometimes." says Mowgli with a conspiratory look. :-)
(Hahahha...its more like daily!!!)
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Mama, Mowglinu ellam venda. Mowgli point cheythu kaanikaam. athu maatram mathi. okay?
okay mama? okay para mama. okay? okay?
All this when I have absolutely no intention of buying anything for him!
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Mowgli bites me really hard in the middle of the night. It hurts so much even in the morning. On asking him why , I get the answer. Mowgli mamane alla kadiche. Archit pandane ya!!!! ( So he dreamt that I was his best friend/enemy and bit him!)
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and too much of listening to kolaveri results in this.
mama, I know all the colours.
pinku.. whiteu... blackuu... blue uuu.. reduuu...
!!!

Mowgli unlimited!

mama, call you manger.
why?
I want to talk to him. tell him you are notty. you no play with me.
aaha..
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mama, dont touch me. you will get cold. ( because i told him not to hug Bambi as he had fever)
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mama. you dont do joli okay?
If I dont do joli, then who will give me money? To buy our farmhouse and Bullet(which is the BH's latest obsession!)?
Farmhouse papa( my father in law!) medikum. Mowgli parayaam.
and Bullet?
nammaku atmill poyi koreeeeee kaashedukaam!
If only ATM's would get replenished automatically!!!
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And bringing me toys to entertain Bambi when she cries. and waking her up the moment he gets up. and wanting to hear baagdkbosedi. and saddahaq. and now the latest is kolaveri :-)Non stop entertainment!

Down

Sometimes, "Was it such a bad day?" would have been an infinitely better response than "What is your problem?"

I am here.

The night will start to fall
You'll lie awake recalling every tender thing she said
You'll think about her laugh
Her touch, her smile becomes a photograph
You can't forget
Not just yet.

You're gonna know that night
When you reach out an' she's not there
An' there's more pain than your heart can bear
Love's just a river till you've crossed it
Suddenly everything in your life feels wrong
You're alive but the reason's gone
You'll know love when you've lost it.

You'll know the taste of tears
You know you will for years, 'cause there's a truth you can't get past
Some bridges will not burn
(Some bridges will not burn.)
But some corners must be turned so you can love again at last
And not look back.
Still until that that night

When you reach out an' she's not there
An' there's more pain than your heart can bear
Love's just a river till you've crossed it
Suddenly everything in your life feels wrong
You're alive but the reason's gone
You'll know love when you've lost it.

It's so easy to recognise
You'll know love when you've lost it...

-You'll know love
Kenny Rogers

Mowglisms

Mowgli: Mama, teacher paranju Mowglinodu tomorrow school bagil little little crackers konduvaranam.
Suspicious Mama: Huh? Nothing is written in your diary.
Trying to look innocent Mowgli : parnju paranju. Diaryill ezhuthan forget cheytatha. Mowglinodu maatram paranje.

Hahaha.. As if!!! Just imagine the state if he takes crackers to school and his bright ideas!
Btw why 'little little' crackers. Beacuse 'Big Big" crackers cause sound polishan and air polishan! Am dumbstruck!!!