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Can the boy talk or what?

08/30/2010 10 comments

Really..honestly…can the boy of mine talk or what? He talks so much that some days I cry, I beg, I threaten to throw him in the trash can all for what? just a few minutes of peace and quiet. (En nelamaiyil irundhu partha thaan theriyum ungalukku ellam – you would know what it is to endure this, day in day out, only if you endure it). He is the not the child who will ask questions…he is rather opinionated and will state the facts and tell you to follow what he thinks is right, in all his 3 (almost 4) years of wisdom! Some are interesting, some are thought-provoking and some are mind-boggling. I honestly don’t know what category this one falls under, but trust me when he said this, my jaws were hanging to the floor. So this is what happened.

2-3 weeks back one day, after jumping over his rather dangerous toys ( the kind that you want to throw away after you have crushed to pieces with your bare hands, should you by mistake step on it), I told him, “enough is enough. Please pick up your toys”. No response. I repeated my request. Still no answer. Finally I raised my voice and what does the boy say???? “Mommy, you are a bumble bee”.  “Why” I ask, with a confused look on my face. His reply was..”mommy, you are always saying something and it sounds like this…bzzzzz bzzzzz, just like a bee does. That’s why”. And if this wasn’t enough, he walked to the door that leads to the yard, yanks it open and just like you would shoo and bee out, he shooed me out of the door, shut it, dusted his hands and went right back to playing with his toys. Me??? I was just standing there, looking like an idiot with my mouth open. I wouldn’t have known, if a bee had flown inside it.

Well, that was the end to the clean up party, since my ego was hurt terribly and I didn’t want to be called by the name of any other animal. Nalla maattukku oru soodu (a tamil saying which roughly means, a person with a working brain needs to be told only once, to not to repeat a mistake). Kids these days…enatha solradhu…(what to say).

Memories from the ’80s

09/17/2009 17 comments

Recently my brother took a trip to India with his little daughter and brought back one very beautiful memory with him. It is a picture of a picture from the ’80s with all of us kids and our mom, taken in the most favorite place on earth…the house that we lived in, until I was about 10yrs. Though I don’t remember my early days in it, I do remember some funny incidents and all the fun and play we had in it. Until we moved to the current house my dad still lives in, we did not own a TV and I think those were the most happiest days  I remember as a family. It is very ironic that I associate the TV to the most happiest and most shocking days of my life (more about this later). I always have a smile on my face when I think of that house, though when compared to the current life that I lead, it seems very backward and simple yet very happy. How I miss that house. Anyways, I share the photo with you all.

 

 Childhood memory

Photo info : L-R: Brother, Mom, Elder brother with none other than me as a baby on his lap, Sister.

I thank my brother for this photo and I can’t wait to share it with Naren (with details) when he can understand it. He saw it and refused to believe that it is me…he thinks it is him!!!