Is all about watching the bubbly kid growing and learning very positively,who is planting surprise kisses very often and loves you so much and expresses the same by cuddling you often and prefers to  snuggle very often.

Am must say am happy to watch her grow up as a lovely kid,she is weak,she doesn’t hit back others,she even wants to share things with kids who doesn’t want to share a thing with her.It was good see her crying to her appa and tell him that “Is it not good to share ? sharing is good right”.This was when she had a teeny chocolate and there were 6 kids in my home,and appa said not to take chocolate out and create mess,but she wanted to share it to all of them.

But as an adult it is possible for  me to teach her that she should not share things with kids who don’t share a thing with her,since i feel she will be exploited if she grows like this,but  i  also feel, i should not corrupt her,and as usual i have not made a decision and let it go by the flow.


State of my mind right now,a holiday tomorrow with a planned program already,evening drive with windows open and breezing wind right on your face,amma in home who takes away all responsibility from you,truly a blissful state of mind,except that the fact the better half is not around.

Professional life had been very pressing in recent past and was suffocating,it was very hard to manage all the ends,in which you get a comment “We will stop having Idli,only after idli gets bored of being our Breakfast”.Prioritizing happens but still life expects too much from a working women,i do have a domestic help,DD does his part,still i was not able to manage.Most of the time i get irritated from what my maid  does, than a sense of relief.

So to have a break from the tiring routine and to spend quality time,i have started reading books to kids nearby on weekends,its heartening to see the kids enjoy books and ask for more.I did one on her birthday and felt the kids loved it,so doing it whenever time permits,i also get kids at random time ringing the bell, to find out if i will be able to read few stories for them,i must say i feel happy to find them enjoying books.




I have not even looked into my blog for many months now and WordPress looks like a very different world now.Abandoned and occasional blogging does throws some surprises like this.

Fellow bloggers how are you all doing,i have not even read anything in the past,apologies.

Nothing special in this side,life is as usual,she started schooling,ok but with some restrictions.As per her teacher,she is very quiet and non-reacting most of the times.

Appa is away and Ammamma is here,last week,chithi was here and we had all girls time,fab time with silly fights(sisters always fight,dont they)

As i have said many times before i will try to be regular in blogging.

Sometimes without foreseeing something you should never volunteer,like what i did.I did not wanted wait until her question of her birth,i over indulged in educating her , i told her she was a like a tadpole in my tummy and had grown over months into a big baby and one day doctor had cut open amma’s tummy to get her out.She did asked was it not paining when my tummy was cut open with a knife.

After narrating this story first time,she repeatedly asked for it few more times and the best thing is yesterday night she announced “Amma was inside my tummy like a tadpole,she grown over months and doctor cut open my tummy and had taken amma out of my tummy”.

No TV time girl says thatha ” Thatha,pls switch off the TV,amma will not like it”,saying this, walks straight and switches off TV,leaving behind astonished Thatha who was interestedly watching ‘Thenkinnam”

Here on an official trip and it sucks,yes leaving home in Morning 9 and back only by 8 after struggling endless traffic,needless to say i miss her too much.She too misses me and asks for me few times,since i have never left her with someone this long before,max it was 8 hrs.

Could not work out much of my personal plans,waiting for the weekend,i really wonder how hard it is for a working mom in India to strike a balance between work and family,truly it is demanding.

Trying to pay a visit to Tnagar,Parrys corner,Hippocampus,Full circle,Nanganallur aanchi,Zha coffee shop,land mark and  beach,not sure how much of this will work.Had been to tnagar already once,there was a shower in the city day before yesterday and otherwise life is as usual,hopefully  back to Bahrain in other few days.


More on the title later.

Did not write for a long time,something terrible in the home front.

On the easter day,suddenly she had high fever 39.5,she had medicines and was ok on Monday,again on Monday evening fever rose up to 40.5 and she was admitted for almost a week. On thursday fever went up to 41.2 and did not answer for any medicines,nothing worked for her,except sponging,that is the only thing which brought down the temperature. Test results were all normal expect for indicating bacterial infection with WBC count high up until 22k.

Needless to say i was scared and heart broken,it was extremely traumatic with  high temperature as 41.2,you are not sure what to do and i cried calling my mom.We had prayed to all gods  in this world.Though doctor claims it to be a simple bacterial infection,they are clueless as why the temp is increasing heavily and i did consult with her Indian pediatrician and she was also clueless,doctor said this infection is common here nowdays.Whatever,those were absolute nightmarish days of checking temp,sleepless nights of sponging,holding your baby to get hurt by strangers etc.,etc.,.Even today am paranoid as what if the fever would return.

My amma says it’s the bad spell of the home in which you live, after this lead DD also started thinking that way,to an extent that is right,after coming here Ambuli got serious illness and beginning of this year was terrible for us and end of April horrible. A close friend of DD calls it “jinx”,am not able to conclude on anything.

Post hospital blues has a deep effect on her,ever cranky,cringing and uncontrollably crying for everything,to be precise crying at the drop of the hat and hurting me n dd.And cries heavily while dropping at school.Am again clueless as how to deal with this,just assuming this as a phase and waiting to pass through.

DD is not in town this week and am to drop her at school and pick her up,yesterday she sobbed so long right in the car itself.So today morning struggle started while trying to dress up itself,she picked up her favorite soft toy and claimed that she will take him to school. I tried to leave that toy when leaving home,but she rejected heavily and carried it all the way to school and back home.

So what is the favorite soft toy? Its an elephant we got her after India trip,while in India i bought this book “Gajapathi Kulapathi”(Tulika fame) for her and she enjoyed it immensely it was a staple meal time book for her,so this elephant was named as “Gabba kuthi” in her vocab.Elephant is her favorite animal anytime and Gabba kuthi just flamed it well,she will eat with it,sleep with it,wash it,feed it,clean the bum and today it went to school.

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