The many posts that could’ve been…

On dull work-days when I’m done browsing through all my favourite blog links and am in no mood to get back to work is when I click on my own blog-link to read snippets of posts from the past. Today being one such day, I noticed that my last post was way back in June 2016! That was six months ago! I don’t remember if there have been such long-drawn periods of non-blogging before… I’m not checking either.

I also noticed a tiny orange dot in the notifications of WordPress when I logged in to finally write a post – when I clicked on it, it said

Happy Anniversary with!

You registered on 10 years ago.

Thanks for flying with us. Keep up the good blogging.


Wow! 10 years?! that’s a long time I thought but then realised that I’ve actually been writing a blog for longer than that. Of course, I was on blogspot when I began blogging, before I moved to WordPress! I had difficulty remembering my blogspot address – a couple of tries later I did get it right – Of course it doesn’t exist now and redirects readers to this space.

I found the above in the drafts of my blog posts – written in Jan 2017 which was four months ago! I found another post about the Kannada movies from last year…which too was half-written. 

Today when I opened my page, for lack of reading material on the other blogs that I follow, I was shocked by the date on the last post – it was in June last year, which effectively means I’ve not written any post for almost the whole of last year! 

It’s not that I haven’t felt like writing – I’ve been inspired many times by looking at other posts – especially when I see that people take up the blog-a-month challenge and the A-Z challenge etc. But the inspiration hasn’t transformed into words in this space 😦

I feel like I’ve let myself down – I haven’t been able to note down the memories that I’d like to preserve and get back here to re-live them later… my son’s growing up and fast, I’m not jotting down what he says and does – how can I remember them later? The posts from his baby and toddler days thrill me when I go back and read them.

I tried my hand at making terracotta jewellery by attending a workshop and made a few sets too with gusto – I don’t have any record of the experience and the sense-of-fulfilment I felt to be making something with my hands after a long time!

I tried to revive my reading habit – read quite a few books at a stretch – the famous Shiva trilogy (I know I came late to the party!) and first book of his Ram-Chandra series, revisited the Harry Potter books and movies enthused by fellow fans at office, read some of the many books I’d picked up at the book fair two years ago… I didn’t get around to talking about any of those here.

I’ve tried to pick up knitting and crochet projects – starting with some baby items for friends who’ve had their second ‘uns…

We went on many interesting short and long trips last year – the key ones being the Singapore/ Malaysia trip last summer with the hubby’s friends’ families and the Sharavathi and surroundings trip with my friends’ families in the Christmas hols. The latter one was truly an experience in itself – we did so many unconventional activities – very unlike the typical trips we take – and it was the first one when I practised by photography skills armed with the new DSLR. I’m foolishly proud of some of those moments that I managed to capture with the lens.

The camera is another new experience that I’m loving – found some good use for it at two family weddings last year – of cousins on either sides of the family. I loved capturing the candidness of it all – the gaiety, the incredibly rich colours of the wedding scenes – the sarees, the flowers, the accessories and the paraphernalia. The sister and I also planned  an inspired photo-shoot at Cubbon park – the beautiful green lung-space that is the heart of Bangalore…

There was so much that I could’ve written about but didn’t…


Tales of the little-big boy

It has been quite sometime since I wrote about the little big boy in our house. He’s gonna be five this year… f-i-v-e! just imagine that! I think he’s growing up too fast for my liking! I miss his baby and toddler antics already 😦

Our sonny-boy just completed his lower kindergarten and is all set to enter the upper KG this summer! His two years at school have been good, but the reports quite contrasting. While he was the teachers’ darling in nursery with both his ma’am’s having a special soft corner for him, being one of the youngest in class; his LKG teachers have a different story to tell. Mid-way through the year we were told that he is quite naughty in class and is most often seen talking and dragging his neighbouring kids into discussions while the class is going on! My heart had sunk when I heard that and I had visions of him turning out into one of those naughty-always-talkative boys in class who’s name figures on the top of every list that the class leader makes! (this memory is from my school days, I’m not sure if they even do this now, for all I know today’s kids might laugh at the idea!!). One encouraging info the teacher had volunteered then was that he was always quick at the tasks assigned and would get around to talking only after finishing his work! A glimmer of hope, I thought!

Cut to the year-end meeting, this time the feedback was more positive with complaints being that he doesn’t seem interested or fascinated by any new concepts taught in class! Their guess was that it could be because he already knows them! Which I think translates into a pat-on-the-back for us parents! His naughtiness hasn’t diminished they said and what’s more he has learnt to tag kids names with titles that the teachers use! For e.g if the ma’am calls somebody talkative, he quickly nick-names them as talkative so-&-so!! But it all seemed to be in good humour and the teachers seemed happy with his academic progress, so that’s good news we heaved a sign of relief!

Also while we were waiting, I saw a beautifully coloured drawing pinned up on the class board. I asked S to know who had drawn and coloured the picture. First he said “I don’t know” and then said “me”. I dismissed him thinking he’s fooling around and telling stories. When we met his teacher she reconfirmed that it was indeed drawn by him and coloured with some help from them! I was incredulous! And what’s more she said that it was chosen to be used as the pic to be printed on the
back-page of all the notebooks! To say that we were thrilled is an understatement! She had a story to relate for that too – a child was chosen from each class to draw the picture and colour it and it was S chosen from his class. When he did it the first time, she saw that it wasn’t all that good. Knowing that he was good at drawing and capable of doing much better she asked him to draw again. But his royal highness was already bored! 😮 And he was more interested in doing what the other kids were doing in class. So then she took him aside and explained the significance behind it and that it would be printed on the books and coaxed him to try again. Then all the chosen kids were taken to the principal’s room to add more drama to the situation, that’s where they did the actual drawing! Phew! But with all the fee-paying and enquiries, we forgot to check the books, and later when we checked we found that the drawing wasn’t printed on the text books. On checking with the co-ordinator we were told that it would be printed on notebooks which will be given in class later. And amidst all that, we excited but stupid parents forgot to even click a pic of the drawing on our mobile phones! Well, in our defence we did ask the co-ordinator to keep aside a notebook sample for us 😦

As you’ve already gathered with all the rambling above, S is very interested in drawing and colouring activities. And he’s not satisfied just colouring ready-made printed pics in books. No sire, he needs to have the drawing replicated in his “diary-book” and then he has to colour it. On many occasions he tries to do that himself, but atleast once a day he gets into this sonorous whining mode that he can’t do it and so he wants me or his appa to do it for him! Oh the agony of replicating intricate drawings, you have to ask a harried parent like us! And that’s not it, the drawing reproduced should adhere to his strict guidelines in look and feel, shouldn’t be too small or too big, with constant drones of it has to be like-this-only and like-that-only! phew!

But when he chooses to draw of his own will, those are the best ones. I just love to see his imagination take flight and the fascinating thought behind his drawings 🙂 Here’s a sample of some he drew recently.


The words are Net, Nest, Nut and Not. Not is depicted by a girl shaking her head to say No, and she’s wearing a butterfly clip! 😀


A is for Alligator, Apple, Ant and (Hot)Air Balloon


M is for Monkey, Mango, Melt and Mum 🙂

He just picked up the book on a whim and when I explained what he was supposed to draw he came up with the objects and drawings himself. The spellings are his own interpretation too! I was a besotted mother and wanted to preserve this moment forever, and hence didn’t bother to correct them! 😛 Any guesses on which is my favourite? the “mum” one of course! 😀 That one he didn’t tell me before he drew and I saw it only when I opened the page to click a pic. I was grinning from ear-to-ear and lost no time in sharing the masterpieces with friends and family on my whatsapp list! 😀

Another heartwarming milestone I wanted to capture here is his new-found love for words! yay! yay! yay! 😀 He’s totally into reading words and reciting spellings – off every source that he finds – be it books, newspapers, pamphlets, ads on TV, carton box labels etc. He is also making attempts at reading words and sentences in his story books which fills me with such joy! I just hope that his love for words continues and his excitement on having and reading new books grows multi fold in the coming years – then I’d feel that the efforts I’ve taken to make him acquainted with books from a young age (he was all of 3 months when I first read him his picture book!) would’ve borne fruit! 🙂

Aside from the above, he talks nineteen to the dozen as always and asks a gazillion questions all the time. He still plays a lot with his building blocks and puzzles and numerous cars and planes. He has become more demanding for TV time – though we have restricted it to only weekend-viewing of a few hours of cartoon, but he does watch unwanted ads and serials when we have our parents over or when we’re following cricket on TV. He has also been introduced now to the luring delights of an iPad thanks to his appa’s office people who’ve forced it into our lives 😡 But so far, it is being used only to show him bedtime stories and cartoon videos sometimes, and I am adamant to keep it that way. As we’ve observed and as also pointed out by his teachers, he is very sharp in picking up new stuff and has good grasping power. Sometimes this doesn’t work to our advantage – like his return van trip from school to his day-care takes all of 5-7 mins but within that short time he’s exposed to the evils of radio FM music and has picked up all the latest Kannada numbers – the tunes of which are catchy but the lyrics spouted are trash! He can recognize these from the back seat, on the car radio even if the volume is totally low; while his aghast mom can only splutter what? where? how? :-/

Well as my husband never fails to remind me, I guess I can’t keep him protected under my watchful eyes and wings always and he needs to be exposed to the ways and vagaries of the world too. According to the hubby, S not only needs to grow up to be “smart”, but also needs to be “street-smart”! Well, we can only wait and watch him grow, while we do our best to teach him the good always! And I am but an enchanted mother, who is still smitten by the antics of her thoughtful and kind little one, who never fails to declare in his sweetest kiddy voice everyday – ‘I love you, amma‘! I love you too kanda and will do so till eternity! :-*

Dream come true!

There are few instances in life that one can actually call a ‘dream come true’ moment. The kind, may be when you land a job at your dream workplace? or get a seat at a top-notch university that you coveted and worked hard for? or hold a much loved and wished-for new-born baby girl/ boy in hand after 9 months of nourishment in the womb.

Home sweet home

Home sweet home

We had one such ‘dream-come-true moment’ last week when we stepped into our very own newly built home on the auspicious occasion of the gruhapravesha, in the valley alongside a small hillock in our beloved city of Bangalore! 🙂

I don’t clearly remember when exactly it was that this became our dream… may be after 2-3 years of being a happily married and carefree couple with no real responsibilities on our shoulders. That must’ve been around the time when we saw friends and family making investments and buying/ building their homes to settle down and a seed was sown in a corner of our minds that we’d like to have a nest of our own too.

We were on the look-out for houses/ plots/ flats from then-on but never really seriously got around to buying anything. Mainly because we were confused – we wanted an independent house but the ones we saw were way beyond budget and more so, needed repairs and renovation to suit our needs. Only a flat would fit into our budget, but we weren’t very keen and also couldn’t find good ones in the localities we were looking in. The plots in the city had sky-rocketing prices and the affordable ones were a good 10-15 kms in the outskirts…nothing seemed to fall in place.

It was around 5 years back that the hubby came across this layout while he was on one of his site-scouring trips on the bike. He mentioned it to me and it sounded promising. We went around soon enough and I was excited, this looked like the place for us! It was well within the city and what’s more, very near and well connected to all the localities that we’d normally traverse regularly; most importantly it would be close to his mom’s place for the hubby. It was just 10 mins ride away from our present much-loved locality of stay. One wouldn’t have to travel for hours daily along the A/ B/ C roads in Bangalore to reach the place. It was a locality inhabited and maintained by decent, well-cultured families. The layout was on a small hillock and just riding-up one could feel the dip in temperature with a cool breeze to caress, with a panoramic view of the entire city. And what’s more, the cost – although it would require us to stretch a bit, wouldn’t be beyond what we could afford!

The cons were – the approach roads weren’t all that wide as it was through a locality which was previously a village and had been converted into layouts without any planning. There was no Cauvery water supply piping yet, although it had reached the neighbouring locality down the hillock – we would have to depend on the layout’s water supply till that fell into place. The pros seemed to outweigh the cons and our minds were made-up and we initiated the discussions to buy a site in the layout. There were many months of tense waiting and the hubby did the rounds of several BBMP and government offices to make sure that the titles and papers were all in the clear. With the number of scams tumbling out of the govt. closets these days, we didn’t want our life savings to go down the drain!

After much running around, finally everything was sorted and we were ready to sign on the dotted line and after spending a tiring morning at the registrar’s office the house papers were in our hands. Or the bank’s hands rather, as we’d taken a combined plot+construction loan to be able to invest. Nevertheless we were thrilled with our very own piece of land, on which we dreamt looking fondly into the future, that our home would stand one fine day. For a couple of years after that we lay low, paying the EMIs and getting on with life… and soon we got busy with our bundle of joy who arrived to further add to our happiness. Soon enough as the months rolled by, we realized that we had to begin the construction – as the combined loan requires one to begin construction within a stipulated time period after the loan is taken.

Then began the exercise of trying to find the right contractor/ engineer/ architect who could translate our dreams into reality. We visited some architecture firms, spoke to many contractors, got the design done by some contractors, who’d also design homes, considered the option of going in for alternate construction methods, had various debates on what was good and what was not, visited several under-construction houses to check if we liked something… this went on for some months. One such day we walked into a house nearing completion of construction in one of the cross-roads of our locality and immediately fell in love with the way it was designed. It was spacious and well-thought-out with lot of importance given to good-lighting and ventilation. That was what we primarily wanted in our house – it had to be well-lit and well-ventilated giving us a sense of wide spaces throughout in all the rooms. We quickly got the contact details of the architect and got in touch – it was a lady, freelance architect who was just getting back into her working groove with a young daughter on hand.

We fixed up an appointment and went to speak to her; we told her our needs and looked at pictures of some of her previous assignments. She frankly told us that she took up few projects and only with people whom she felt comfortable with; one – because of her young daughter and secondly because she would be involved in every stage of the construction right till we moved into the house. Her job wouldn’t end with just handing over the design drawings and so her rates weren’t cheap either. We contemplated and said ok and she came up with the design of our home. It was exhilarating going through that design with her – seeing our needs being transformed into nooks and corners of the various rooms in the house. As with all her designs there was scope for ample light and air and the house would be crowned by a huge skylight! We loved the design and said yes; of course it had to go through many refinements with various sittings and rounds of discussions later.

Thereafter came the choice of the contractor – we spoke to one of our liking and another recommended by her, but the rates quoted were too high for our budget we thought – which in hindsight was probably a mistake, we feel at times, but nevertheless we decided not to choose either. Around the same time, my sister’s family were planning the construction of their home, for which they had approached my engineer uncle to handle everything – right from the design to the planning and construction. We decided to talk to him also to check if he could supervise the construction for the design we’d already gotten from the architect. Our uncle said yes, mainly because both the houses would be fairly close-by on the same side of town, only a few kms apart, but with the condition that he would hire a maestri to oversee the daily work and we would have to do all coordination for the materials purchases and payments etc. This way he wouldn’t be involved in the financial aspect of the construction and would only serve as the facilitator for getting the construction done. We agreed to it, knowing that it wouldn’t be easy for us – full-time working individuals with a small child to manage all this, but atleast this way we’d be able to significantly control the cost we reasoned.

And thus began the saga of the house construction which went on for a good year and a half. There were many highs and many lows… lets suffice to say that we were involved with every single aspect as the house came up through the various stages right from the foundation to getting the loads of sand and cement, from the laying of the bricks & concrete to the roofing and plastering as the structure came up in a matter of months. But then began the various travails – as more parties got involved and when we had to do the various selections, the co-ordination and the involvement and decisions increased multifold. The architect gave us good options, but since we were literally doing lot of research to get the best suited products at as less cost as possible, the decisions were very difficult. The flooring selection took ages after lot of dilly-dallying and we rushed to place the order for the sanitary-ware as there were rumours that the prices would shoot up post the festival season. We ran around for the tiles and when it came to choosing the carpenters we had more worries evaluating the options. Whatever we chose had to go through 2 level of approvals – one with the architect and then by the various working-teams for feasibility.

There were tons of arguments and heated discussions and we got to the point of going crazy with the confusion and issues we faced sometimes, the hubby having to deal with most of it. Taking the painting, carpentry and flooring work to a point of logical conclusion before the pooja can be a story by itself! The hubby was on-site getting last-minute stuff and cleaning done till 11 PM on the eve of the pooja. Well, at the end of it, we do have a beautiful home to go to, as every single person gushed on the d-day. But the stress and heart-burn we went through was something we could have done without. In hindsight sometimes we do feel that having a contractor would’ve probably saved us most of this trouble, but then we wouldn’t have been so much richer in experience! 😀

All said and done, we’re nearly at the end of this journey of building a home from scratch – there still are minor things to be fixed and completed and it will be sometime before we can actually move in.

The courtyard leading to our hearts!

The courtyard leading to our hearts!

And then it will be a whole new journey altogether, with the excitement of setting up everything afresh; but more importantly of filling our home and hearts with enough love and joy, to envelop us and all our loved ones in it’s folds of warmth 🙂 And that feeling is aptly described by the name we have chosen for our nest! Wish us luck, won’t you?! 🙂

Mysore – day1 – Venugopalaswamy temple & Brindavan Gardens

After spending the day at the Shimsha waterfalls we headed towards Mysore on the evening of Thursday. We didn’t go back to the Malavalli route and instead took the Kollegal – T-Narasipura route to reach Mysore – the hubby was very happy to drive without the chaotic Mysore-road traffic and kept gushing about the scenic beauty. I must mention that just before we left Shivanasamudra, on the Bharachukki falls road is the Madhyaranga Sri Ranganatha Swamy temple. This the second of the trio of the Sri Ranganatha temples along the river Kaveri – the Aadi Ranga being at Srirangapatna and the Antya Ranga being at Srirangam in Tamil Nadu. The temple itself is along a serene stretch and is beautiful without the usual milling crowd of tourists.

The Venugopalaswamy temple site

We reached Mysore by late evening and checked into our hotel after a dinner stop-over. The next day dawned bright and nice and we were excited to be going to visit one of the jewels in the crown of Mysore – the Brindavan Gardens and the Krishna Raja Sagara dam. But before visiting the gardens we had decided to visit the Venugopalaswamy temple at its new location in Hosa Kannambadi.

The main temple structure

This temple has a fascinating history and you can read all about it here. The temple was originally built several 100 years ago around the same time as the Chennakeshava temple in Somnathpur and was located in the village of Kannambadi before the KRS dam was built. When the KRS dam was conceived and built, the king of Mysore ordered the people to be relocated to the new village of Hosa Kannambadi, however the temple and a few more other temples in the vicinity were doomed to be submerged. It continued this way for several decades where the temple would surface only when the water levels in the reservoir fell – mostly during the drought years. Then recently the Khodays group took up the task of relocating and restoring the temple to its present location near Hosa Kannambadi.

The temple is located in a spacious island-like location a few kilometers off the main road amidst the KRS dam back-waters. The temple complex is vast and pristine, since it is mostly untouched by tourists as of now. The original architecture has been preserved and most of the slabs and stones from the original site have been recovered and used, but the installation of the idols is yet to be done and so the temple awaits its official inauguration.

The temple front view

We spent a good couple of hours at the temple site enjoying the serenity and the beauty of the architecture. Thereafter we headed over to the Brindavan gardens. These gardens have been one of the major attractions in Mysore and were conceived by Sir Mirza Ismail, the then Dewan of Mysore for the beautification of the dam site. The work on it was started in the year 1927 and it was developed in the Mughal style similar to the Shalimar gardens in Kashmir in a terraced fashion – the main architect for the park was G.H. Krumbigal, then Superintendent of Parks and Gardens of the Mysore Government.

Fountain at Brindavan gardens

The gardens are spread across 60 acres – we spent the latter part of the day strolling through them after having a spot of modest lunch at the KSTDC hotel inside the garden premises.We decided to first walk upto the dam end of the garden to check if we could take a look at the Kaveri waters roaring and rushing through the opened gates. Unfortunately we were not in luck and were told that the access to the dam gates was completely shut from the garden end. If we wanted to have a close look at the dam gates, we would have to drive right up to the beginning of the dam-site which was a good 5 kms away from the gardens 😦 Disappointed, we trudged back and walked slowly right up to the other end, where the famed musical fountain is located. The show was slotted for 7 PM and we had gone as early as 5.30 PM. As we waited the amphitheatrical steps started filling up and how?! By the show time the entire area was teeming with thousands of people and there were only flashes going off in all directions, lighting up the night!

Another of the fountains

The musical fountain used to be one of its kind – where bursts of water, lighted up in varied hues, are synchronised to the music of popular songs. Unfortunately the shows now last only for 15 mins and there are 3 shows held with a gap of 10 mins between each show, within the one hour slot of 1 hour. This is quite a deviation from the original shows which used to go on for an hour. Also the songs chosen were quite alarming – the first one was the popular and very apt ‘Kannada naadina jeevanadi’ in SPB‘s delightful voice which gave me goosebumps. But the next two – ‘Babuji zara dheere chalo remix version(?!)‘ and ‘Dhoom machale‘ left a bitter taste in my mouth! Why do we have to cater to such stupid tastes of the populace? Why can’t we have more Kannada numbers which talk about our land and it’s beauty or atleast some good patriotic numbers if you want to reach out to people from other states?

Musical fountains

On our way back, we did stop over at the beginning of the dam to catch a glimpse of the dam gates – the night was dark and the lighting wasn’t very good, but just the sound of the majestic roar of the mighty Kaveri brought in that rush of adrenaline in my body and soul – how I wished I could’ve been there and seen it in daylight! Nevertheless, that wish hopefully will be fulfilled sometime in the future… With that, I will end this looong post! There’s more – Mysore day-2 coming up, hopefully in the next few days!


The mood in the house has been sombre and we have been caught up with running chores and errands almost every weekend. Friday happened to be our kiddo’s star birthday and I had decided to take this day off from work to spend some time with him – especially since on his actual birthday later in the week, he would be at school. Albeit some pressures and discussions at work, I did manage to take off and so did the hubby and we decided to drive down to Mysore. This Mysore trip again was on the cards for a long time now, where we wanted to take the kiddo to the zoo to see the animals and also the Brindavan gardens. We thought this was the right opportunity, especially since it was a weekend dedicated to celebrating having him in our lives!

We started on Thursday morning and took the Kanakpura – Mavalli route, since we had decided to visit Shivanasamudra waterfalls on the way to Mysore. The roads were in good condition and the views scenic and by mid-day we were at the site of the waterfall. we went to the first view point for the waterfall and spent sometime taking in the beauty of the roaring cascade of water. The little one had a good time gushing over the waterfall and pointing to the monkeys around and posing for photographs. I had taught him the names and he in his super-sweet kiddish but clear voice kept repeating Ga-ga-na-chukki and Bhara-chukki all the time 🙂

The Gaganachukki waterfall

The Gaganachukki waterfall

After downing some cool cucumbers and tender coconuts, we drove across to the other view-point which is near the Dargah and which we remembered from our previous visit would take us closer to the waterfall. The area around the Dargah itself was much dirtier than previous times and we had a tough time reaching the actual access point. There again some time was spent getting the kiddo to wet his legs and play with water, while I being the adventurous one wouldn’t be satisfied without climbing down a couple of rocks to take better pics of the gushing waters from close range.

All done and with stomachs rumbling we decided to head the Mysore way. As we were taking the car out of the parking lot, we saw a board which said – ‘Bharachukki – 2kms’ and both of us were like ‘what?!!‘ With questions writ large on our faces we drove across only to find that the so-called twin waterfalls we had been viewing all along that day (and also in past years) was in fact only the Gaganachukki falls and what we had just then driven to was the site of the Bharachukki falls – which we realized was a totally different waterfall altogether and located a good 5-8 kms away from the other one!!

The Bharachukki waterfall

The Bharachukki waterfall

The view of this was just as magnificent and the Karnataka tourism department has spruced up the place with good boards and railings alongside the steps leading right down to the bottom, from where we saw people taking teppa-rides right upto the foot of the waterfall. The sight was mersmerising and tempting but we were already tired and couldn’t imagine going down and climbing up the scores of steps with a mischievous toddler in tow. We decided to revisit the place sometime again, even if it is only to take that tantalizing teppa-ride!

To find the missing links in this mystery of the two waterfalls I decided to google and found that they indeed were two separate segments formed by the splitting of the Kaveri river, surrounding the island town of Shivanasamudra. Wikipedia also goes on to say that we were not alone in thinking that the two segments of the Gaganachukki were two waterfalls in themselves and that it is a common misconception. Phew! there’s always something new to learn! I also checked back on this blog because I remembered writing about our previous trip to the place and guess what – our visit then too was at the same time and infact right down to the same date of the month, a good 7 years ago! Gosh! it’s hard to believe that it’s been so many years!

I will add the pics from home… and also write about the Mysore leg of the trip in detail in another post

Edited: to add pics

Cuteness overload!

It has been ages, I guess I should just shut this blog down, since I no longer have the interest to open it and pen down posts! Also, I guess nobody ever visits to read it these days … and what fun is it to write if you don’t have any readers? 😦

The reason I got back to this blog now is my son – he is at a stage where I want to record everything he utters! And I’ve been so lazy and careless about capturing these stages of his life. I had bought a baby book and stopped updating it after a few months and am guiltily reminded of it ever so often by the husbnad! His talks are so cute that I wish I could just get back to it and play it back whenever I want in the future, ‘coz I know he will grow up so fast and get past this stage before I can say – where did those days go?!

He just recently completed 27 months and speaks quite fluently and has been doing so for quite a few months now… here’s some stuff that he says which I looove listening to!

– He’s been going to the playschool for a few months now and I guess there they teach the kids to say – ‘this is ball’ and ‘this is so & so’ etc. He uses that a lot at home too and says – ‘this is aeroplane’ and ‘this is crocodile’ pointing at what catches his fancy and what he imagines it to be. In the middle of this he sometimes suddenly says – ‘Amma, this is enidu?’ – that’s his way of asking – ‘what is this?’ 😀

– We bought him a set of colourful building  blocks and he loves spending hours with them making all sorts of objects. It’s wonderful to see his imagination take flight. He sometimes even talks to them and has a conversation, like how we talk to him! But if he spies me or his appa looking at him play, he doesn’t let us be and insists saying – ‘appa aeroplane maadu‘ in his sweetest sing-song voice and no sooner is one object made, he says ‘eega helicopter madona‘ or ‘appa chukubuku train maadu‘ and so on…

– He is also very fond of asking us questions and answering them himself (again in his sing-song voice), as if to get a confirmation – sample: ‘amma enadu? cooker-aaaa?’ and ‘appa, en madtidya? tea kuditidy-aaaa?’

– As already mentioned he doesn’t like us sitting idle – he will be playing with his blocks or his latest muse are a set of simple jigsaw puzzles – of chota bheem characters and baby animals which he loves arranging. When he sees one of us sitting down, he immediately says – ‘amma neenu maadu chota bheem, kandange barolla‘ or ‘amma neenu maadu monkey‘! Talk about being a task-master, right from now!

– The best part about his talk these days which I find incredibly cute is when one of  us scolds or tells him anything sternly, he immediately repeats it to the other with a mock accompanying cry! Like if I say, ‘kanda! sumsumne kiruchta irbaardu‘, he’ll make a cry face and turn to his appa and say ‘sumsumne kiruchta irbaardu andlu amma‘! It gets hilarious when he does this for most of the things we say!

– Sometimes, there are sudden spurts of love flowing forth and he comes and gives a hug and says ‘nandu amma‘ – that’s my cue to say ‘nandu kanda‘. Instead if I also say ‘illa nandu amma‘ that gets him riled up! And I have no right at anytime to say ‘nandu appa‘ or vice versa for his appa. It is always ‘kandandu appa‘ and ‘kandandu amma‘! 😀

– My favourite game playing with him is to pretend that I am eating his cheeks and nose with the chomp-chomp action and noises, saying ‘kandandu kenne illa, moogu illa, amma tindbitlu!‘. I looove the way he reacts! 😀 He again pretends to cry and does an action like he’s taking away his cheeks and nose from my mouth and puts it back in it’s place! I’ts totally adorable!! Yesterday he turned the tables on me. He came rushing to me the moment I reached home and jumped into my arms. He pulled at my nose and said – ‘ammandu moogu elli?’ Stretching out his hand he said, ‘waaah, enadu kaiyalli? ammandu moog-aaa?’! 😀

Though there are so many such moments where  we’re surrounded by overwhelming cuteness, there are equal number of occasions when he is exasperation personified! He wants to have his way most times and it gets so tiring – the amount of stories you have to build-up to get him to do the simplest of things! You can be rest assured that he gets quite a few thwacks on his bum during the day!

But all said and done, when I look at him sleeping soundly at the end of the day – I can’t help but wonder at this amazing blessing and never cease to be wonderstruck by nature/ God’s miracle! I pretty much have to grit my teeth and stop myself from squashing him with all the love and warmth that engulfs my heart! 🙂

Caught in action!

As promised, here’s a post in pictures…

pliss to ignore the junk piled on the sofas and the random nappies lying around… all this needs to be excused in households which are inhabited by little tykes like the one seen above 😀