When a child is born, so is a mother... A working mother's growing up years with her two children.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Toys
A day before, I had asked him to keep all his Hot Wheels miniature vehicles safely if he expects me to buy him an aeroplane. Luckily for him, I dont remember the third toy I left for him to play.
Ash is all eager to see me next week. He asked his dad if he needs to pack all his stuff so that he can be ready to go to Chply the moment I come.
Happy Sunday everybody. Nothing much is happening here. I am plodding through Coelho's The Winner Stands Alone. Enjoying it.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Zooming past
The zoozoos caught our imagination more than the cricketers. They lit up our otherwise mundane lives for a while.
And now the IPL is over, the katthri heat is supposedly over (but the sun still shines mercilessly on the city) and schools are about to reopen.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
Two movies
V decided not to watch it because he doesnt like depressing tales but I knew I had to watch it at least once. And I did, though I missed the opening scenes, and a few others when I went to attend to my cooking, and a during a couple of power failures.
But like some other Mohanlal movies - Kireedom and Sadayam - it is a movie that one cant watch more than once. It left me shaken and depressed. To top it, Ashwin's usual nightime sobs wanting to see me made me feel more miserable.
So I decided to watch another Malayalam movie with a cameo by the same superstar to shake off the effect. It did help to some extent.
Sunday otherwise was boring with no outings, even to the church.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Season's (cricket) fever
Mira is just plain bored despite all the care and attention she gets. She wants us to come at the earliest and take her away. I tell her the trains are full. She asks me to walk and walk and come. Next week, I promise. Next week is already here, she tells me. The weeks and months doesnt make sense to her, at the most she can understand a tomorrow.
Meanwhile, here in Chennai, the IPL tournament keep one parent occupied. The other parent's interest in IPL - II is limited to the Fake IPL Player blog. Now that things have reached the semifinal stage, I am prepared to give it a little more of my valuable time at home that is otherwise spent cooking, housekeeping, surfing the net and reading the dailies. V is rooting for Deccan Chargers and I, in an attempt to be faithful to my adopted land, had been subconsciously throwing my weight behind Chennai SuperKings. Maybe I will support DC now. V knows better :)
Friday, May 22, 2009
Life
I have decided I like him a little more ever since he told me I have a nice set of teeth. He has dentures, so he advised me to take care of my teeth. He tells me he didnt know anything about dental care until he was eight - toothpastes and toothbrushes were alien to people when he was growing up. For that matter, it was so even in my childhood. The old, the poor and the less literate used umikari (burnt rice husk) to clean their teeth with their right forefingers. Today everyone wields a toothbrush and is very conscious about dental hygiene. My kids have learnt that they need to brush their teeth before they go to bed, something I didnt know or practise when I was growing up.
Coming back to L. I ask him if he can go back to his sprawling house in Jaffna now that the war is 'over'. It is occupied but he can legally claim it back when things are back to normal. No, he has no hopes of going back in the near future. The war is not over yet. The Sinhalese wont give the Tamils their due. In 10 years or so, a Tamil state might evolve but I wont live to see that, he tells me.
I feel a trifle sad and shocked to hear that. A septuagenarian foreseeing his own death. While I mould two young lives.
The two young lives in my life tell me that they are feeling very sad because they cant see us. "Please come here and work." I wish I could.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Temptations in yarn
Thursday, May 14, 2009
One-upmanship
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Disenfranchised
As citizens of Chennai, our names figured in the voters list during the State Assembly elections a few years back. V voted but since I had no voter's ID card, I couldnt. When voter cards were being issued for the first time, I was studying/working in Delhi and I never got round to getting one later. But this time, we could have used our passports, PAN (IT) cards, driving licence, or a few other documents to cast our vote but then we never got the voters' slip that party cadre deliver home to let you know where your name figure and the polling venue. Though TN politics lacks the hot-and-sweet flavour of Kerala politics (Dravidian parties fighting each other is not as entertaining as the Congress and the Communist party facing each other), I would have liked to choose between the suave Dayanidhi Maran and the other guy from Amma's party.
Hopefully by the next elections I will have a voter's id card and a vote. And going by the electoral scene in India these days, another general election cant be far behind.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
On the phone
"Amme, amme! look here, listen to me," he tries to drown the voice of Vaava on the extension phone. She asks me in English: Amma, how are you? ... Listen to me. The teacher-aunty has been imparting to her a few conversational skills in English.
Ash doesnt get round to his questions. I hear only his excited Amma calls. A stream of pleas and demands and suggestions follow.
- Please get a chalk (Lakshman rekha) to kill the ants when u come.
- Please buy a battery for the computer upstairs. They dont have a battery or CDs.
- Appacha doesnt switch on the AC in the hall.
- My legs are aching.
- Please get me the big aeroplane you promised.
- The appacha upstairs has asked me to study in Madras, not here.
- I need my cars and teddy bears and ball to play. There is nothing here.
- Please come in June when the school opens to take me home.
- Amma, where are u standing now?
etc. etc.
Both were clamouring to go with my parents who came down on Sunday to see them. "We have had enough of Chry, now we want to go to Chply," they told them. But Ashwin's present treatment and care requires him to stay on at the paternal family home. He wants to play with his train set while Mira wants to see Bruno the lab at Chply.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Unsung heroine
But in vain! While the names of every other husband and wife celebrating their anniversaries were listed, under the 10th of May the name of V alone was listed. Did the church office think he was man and wife rolled into one? Or it was probable that the V hasnt given any of our names - since my children's birthdays also dont find mention - to the office. Anyway, I shouldnt be having too many expectations on that front since the patriarchal society and churches of Kerala cannot be expected to respect women and children as entities worth their names.
I reach home and ask V why my name doesnt find mention. "I dont know. Dont bother me," he cuts the conversation short.
Anyway I should count myself lucky - I didnt end up getting a lecture from him for being late for mass. In fact I was ready and reading the papers while he shaved and bathed and got ready. It if had been the other way round, I would have had to hear an endless harangue until I entered church on how godless and devilish my ways were :) He just sighed and drove faster towards the parking lot (at the rear of the church) as we passed the church and the wandering eyes of the devotees nearer the door.
The celebration was confined to a call from my mom and an old college mate (I know... I havent forgotten the ones who emailed their wishes), a breakfast and lunch of partly leftovers (oops! need I say that?), a lunch treat of takeaway biriyanis for the watchman and his family of four and a dinner at a southern cuisine restaurant with another family. Hyderbadi/Nellore biryanis and kal dosais and naans later, we queued up at an icecream parlour breaking at the seams entertaining thirsty Chennaites trying to cool their systems with large helpings of softy icecreams with fancy names. I shared a bowl of delicious Chocolate Pop with V - and for once he didnt admonish me about the need to mind my blood sugar levels. :)
p.s. Cant say unsung actually ... V got me a pair of emerald studs from Tanishq a few days in advance.
Thursday, May 07, 2009
Bombshells
Bombshells
Sunday, May 03, 2009
The caregivers
The tenants upstairs at Changanachery play a great role in rearing Ash and Mira... here they are with the mother-daughter pair.
That was Ash year before last. It pains me to look at his old pictures because his face looks very different now. It also pains me to look at their clothes and toys lying forlorn. The chaos in the house a month back has given way to some order and quiet, but we miss their ceaseless chatter and fights and what not.
And that is Mira two months back in Chennai. She is probably much plumper now... I am just worried if she is going to find the care here not upto the mark when she returns. And we are told by the grandparents that she is a very easy kid to manage - she is getting quite independent and self-sufficient. The temper is one to watch out for, though :)
I had plans to visit them this weekend and also attend my church festival on 7-8. Just cancelled the tickets as V tells me that it would upset the kids if I visit them and come back without them. Also, he is showing greater interest in celebrating our 10th wedding anniversary on the 10th. The plans are not concrete yet, but I hope it will give me something to blog about.
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