Its true that time runs! It was just the 1st of June y'day and it is already July. A very eventful June at that.....
1. The Lion City: A holiday to Singapore - A longer post follows on that.
2. Adieu Grandma: Rather sad news at my beloved paati's demise.
She was the most sophisticated person I've known in my life... always smiling, with even her critique masked in positivity, with always a good word about everyone, a way with people and words and most of all, with a soft well-modulated voice (that sadly, not one of her grandchildren seems to have inherited!) She hated fussing about herself and probably, it was just the sheer indignity of being poked and prodded in her last days at the hospital that dimmed her otherwise brimming desire to live fully.
What I admired most about her was her ability to live in the present fully. No angst, no depressive dark thoughts about the past, never brooding about the "what-if" syndrome that ails most of us today and most of all, a genuine happiness to enjoy the small things in life. Although she was confined mostly to home in her last few years, she diligently followed the news, always had an opinion about politics, always cast her vote, managed to learn the inside news (read gossip) on the Carnatic Sabha circuit, inquired about every small event in her kids and grandkids' loves and lives and tasted food like a gourmand (even if it was just the humble kanji).
If you are a lover of 'Gone With the Wind' you'd know my reference of an Indian Ellen. Her genuine belief in me, despite hurting her with words, actions and failures, and her optimism for a better tomorrow always, despite terrible circumstances today, is what I strive to leave as a legacy for my children. (Hope springs eternal, et al!) I miss you paati, but your 'pazhamozhis' and loving spirit and most of all, the music lives on!
3. 4 years of Button: Button has officially moved on from toddler-hood to being a little boy. Everything he says and does screams "GROWING UP". While his baby days are already a faint memory, his current cutisms are quite something. His latest addiction is to coin his own words and phrases.
Inside the elevator: "I'd like to press a number. I want to press the FOLLECTING number. The FOLLECTING number is 8" (No, I have NO clue what the word means!)
At the traffic signal: "And now, I am going to press the RITALEY button and the vehicles will start going faster"
Looking at a pregnant woman's bump: "In a few minutes, the baby will HATCH A KICK"
(Still laughing at this!)
(More Buttonisms later!)
4. Back to School: In happier news, the little Button joined LKG and that meant UNIFORMS! No running around any more trying to find a Marty t-shirt or McQueen shorts or any other muse of the moment. Phew!
Wake up, open cupboard, pick out a pair of green shorts, checked green shirt, white socks and black shoes and presto! we are ready for school. He loves being a big boy now and refers to the pre-KG kids as 'babies' already! Hopefully he'll get over his distaste for writing and manage to color within the lines (as the school expects) at least once this year :)
5. The 7-year itch: It seems sometimes that I got married only y'day and at other times as if I was born married..... the calendar however says its been 7 years. I was talking to this 24 year old girl (umm, woman) the other day, and full of conviction, she said she did not believe in arranged marriages, wanted to live her life fully, travel the world and did not trust arranged(I prefer 'engineered') marriages could ensure the right life-partner for her.
It could've been me talking!
However, 7 years have proven that indeed you could meet the 'right' man, the loving husband, the most exciting travel companion, the silliest clown of your dreams, the loyal eater of your cooking experiments, the fiery debator, the perfect hand-holder, the best father you could hope your kids could have and most of all, the Yash Chopra-esque other half of your jigsaw in an engineered marriage set up. Maybe I am older, wiser or just pure sentimental (blame it on my new raspberry tea!) but all I hope is that many more years of fun follow (Note to husband: If you are reading, some more diamonds would be nice!).
July promises to bring a couple more trips - to Hyd and B'lore this time!
Note to self: Work on the Singapore holiday write-up before you forget the little moments.
1. The Lion City: A holiday to Singapore - A longer post follows on that.
2. Adieu Grandma: Rather sad news at my beloved paati's demise.
She was the most sophisticated person I've known in my life... always smiling, with even her critique masked in positivity, with always a good word about everyone, a way with people and words and most of all, with a soft well-modulated voice (that sadly, not one of her grandchildren seems to have inherited!) She hated fussing about herself and probably, it was just the sheer indignity of being poked and prodded in her last days at the hospital that dimmed her otherwise brimming desire to live fully.
What I admired most about her was her ability to live in the present fully. No angst, no depressive dark thoughts about the past, never brooding about the "what-if" syndrome that ails most of us today and most of all, a genuine happiness to enjoy the small things in life. Although she was confined mostly to home in her last few years, she diligently followed the news, always had an opinion about politics, always cast her vote, managed to learn the inside news (read gossip) on the Carnatic Sabha circuit, inquired about every small event in her kids and grandkids' loves and lives and tasted food like a gourmand (even if it was just the humble kanji).
If you are a lover of 'Gone With the Wind' you'd know my reference of an Indian Ellen. Her genuine belief in me, despite hurting her with words, actions and failures, and her optimism for a better tomorrow always, despite terrible circumstances today, is what I strive to leave as a legacy for my children. (Hope springs eternal, et al!) I miss you paati, but your 'pazhamozhis' and loving spirit and most of all, the music lives on!
3. 4 years of Button: Button has officially moved on from toddler-hood to being a little boy. Everything he says and does screams "GROWING UP". While his baby days are already a faint memory, his current cutisms are quite something. His latest addiction is to coin his own words and phrases.
Inside the elevator: "I'd like to press a number. I want to press the FOLLECTING number. The FOLLECTING number is 8" (No, I have NO clue what the word means!)
At the traffic signal: "And now, I am going to press the RITALEY button and the vehicles will start going faster"
Looking at a pregnant woman's bump: "In a few minutes, the baby will HATCH A KICK"
(Still laughing at this!)
(More Buttonisms later!)
4. Back to School: In happier news, the little Button joined LKG and that meant UNIFORMS! No running around any more trying to find a Marty t-shirt or McQueen shorts or any other muse of the moment. Phew!
Wake up, open cupboard, pick out a pair of green shorts, checked green shirt, white socks and black shoes and presto! we are ready for school. He loves being a big boy now and refers to the pre-KG kids as 'babies' already! Hopefully he'll get over his distaste for writing and manage to color within the lines (as the school expects) at least once this year :)
5. The 7-year itch: It seems sometimes that I got married only y'day and at other times as if I was born married..... the calendar however says its been 7 years. I was talking to this 24 year old girl (umm, woman) the other day, and full of conviction, she said she did not believe in arranged marriages, wanted to live her life fully, travel the world and did not trust arranged(I prefer 'engineered') marriages could ensure the right life-partner for her.
It could've been me talking!
However, 7 years have proven that indeed you could meet the 'right' man, the loving husband, the most exciting travel companion, the silliest clown of your dreams, the loyal eater of your cooking experiments, the fiery debator, the perfect hand-holder, the best father you could hope your kids could have and most of all, the Yash Chopra-esque other half of your jigsaw in an engineered marriage set up. Maybe I am older, wiser or just pure sentimental (blame it on my new raspberry tea!) but all I hope is that many more years of fun follow (Note to husband: If you are reading, some more diamonds would be nice!).
July promises to bring a couple more trips - to Hyd and B'lore this time!
Note to self: Work on the Singapore holiday write-up before you forget the little moments.
ooh, i noticed the hyderabad - do drop in if you have time :)
ReplyDeleteSorry to hear about your Paati. Hugs
ReplyDeleteLong time since I visited any blogs.
ReplyDelete1. Yay
2. So sorry about your paati, but one's paati is always the first best friend. Hugs.
3. Yay
4. Yay and more
5. Yay
If all goes well, I'll catch you at Hyd :)