Hush hush hush....

Y'day while at the park with my shona, a runny nose, stuffy head and watery eyes, i met "Archana".

That is after Taran totally staring at her 2 yr old little gal with a cute ponytail, and giving these 1000 watt smiles to her mom, i reluctantly said "hi" to her...

We got talking, she was asking me all the right logistic questions that any new person would ask, and i was so tempted to .....well....

One thing lead to another and she tells me how by age 24 she was so ready to have a kid!!!!!

And she didnt even look like the typical kinds, she's from banglore, she looked smart, except the denim jacket over her jeans...no girls that doesnt work that way.

I was like you got to be kidding me, she was like no no, i heard somewhere that's the good age, i graduated, i was working, things seemed like the right time after i got married. I asked her where did she hear that, oh here and there, she replied.... huh, a mom, grand parents, dad, i urged, she said yeah my mom might have mentioned it,

I told her "She was so brainwashed by her mom, if she wasnt then she is a good planner and really what a lucky husband to have you??" and we both laughed out loud. She seemed like such a sweet DESCENT girl, unlike .....whatever.

But in all seriousness, its all the archana's in the world, who put girls like us in bad light.

So this song is for you all sweet girls...

I swear...if only

grrh....

i feel like....crashing something....

i dont know what to do.....

i feel this volcanic sense of....

its taking a lot to be calm....

so uncharacteristic of me...

i feel so jumpy...

i feel so unreasonable...

i'm so mad ...best part dont know at what, at whom...i, me, myself...

i need some rest, just a little bit.

Aye Zindagi Gale Lagaa Le

When my mom is not driving me nuts, she just brightens my day like nobody else....she tells me about this girl, milky akkas cousin went to see for his marraige proposal and few days later, she packs her bags and comes over to rjy to convince him that they have to marry since she's so in love with him, and the guy was like what! we met only once, so she then calls milky akka and stays over at her place for like 2 days....so i'm very curious about the verdict there.

another sotry about that maid next door who climbed our wall to pick up the papaya that fell off of our papaya tree and when mom asks her why didnt she just come thru the gate and ask her, she could have given her the papaya, ulta that maid starts raising her voice to claim that she was there only to pick the fruit (from our garden btw) and not to steal.....my mom was like "linku i dont get it why did she have to climb over the wall" ha ha ha...

Looks like i've been cursed with something y'day, after going through a whole box of kleenex, sneezing and tucking the tissues in my robe....and dealing with full on energetic taran, i resorted to wine that i bought for myself. Warning for next time: please dont drink when you have awful cold and temperature, not a good combo. dont know how i fed my poor baby....i'm forever grateful to Pixar guys for ever making Kung Fu Panda....

The only thing i hate most seems to be around the corner, a sore throat. Thanks Priya and moddu, for your vote of confidence and suggesting i stay away from my baby.

Tho sleeping on the couch, with all the electronic glare from all the stuff, wasnt fun....but it was alright, with my running nose, cough, i couldnt help but remember my mom, no occasional kicks from taran...just me, the electronic glares, the couch and the soft throw....uff...

i feel asleep to "aye zindagi gale lagaa le" from sadma.

Remind me again...

its one of those days, no matter what you do, things just go crazy, with a capital C.

With old torn jeans, the most forgiving grey tee, frizzy hair and a tyke who's got a new take on whining, biting me, throwing all the cereal on the floor, asking me for zillionth time if he could eat pasta, while the rice is almost on its way, throwing my cutlery behind the couch, pulling stuff out of cabinets.... and i stand amidst all this craziness....and wonder what did i sign up for?? Dont know where to start all the cleaning up from...kidhar se shooru karoon.

All this and i havent yet started making his dinner, feeding him, prep for his lunch tomorrow....the sink is so full, and the dishwasher is not unloaded yet. bloody hell....i need a fairy to help me. Most of all i want the voices to be down.

In my mind, i've escaped to backwaters somewhere, just want to curl up and read a book...and fall asleep talking to my dad. Miss you dearly baba....

Apna gham leke kahin aur na jaya jaye (Jagjit Singh)