After a fortnight of not making eye contact, the ladies at the gym are warming up to each other. I have managed to get into hi -bye terms with an Egyptian lady who doesn't know much English, a Sri Lankan lady who has been coming to the gym for a year and is very serious about it and a malloo lady who is very friendly and was my first acquaintance here.
So after a couple of chats I invited my compatriot to my apartment after the work out. She told me she'll come another day. Yesterday she told me she'll come in the evening with her son. So I spruced up the house, got the kids to bathe early after school and not disturb the cleaned and orderly status of things.
They rang the bell a little after 5 pm. The little boy, around 5 years, looked unusually shy. He hid his face in his mother's belly and refused to show his face for a full 5 minutes despite entreaties from all of us. I found it a bit strange though the mother said he can be very active in the homes of her friends.
And then he slowly crawled across the sofa. Before I knew it he dived under the cot sending the neatly stacked shoes helter skelter, went up on the bunk bed and threw out all of Mira's toys down and then jumped down to the floor. He then shook the cot ladder much to our horror. Yanking the lone monster soft toy off the cot, he tried to tear it apart.
The shifting eyes and itchy feet looked for fresh objects to maul. The mother kept pleading with him to behave to no avail. Ash and mira looked highly amused by a kid who had thefreedom to go berserk. They triedto rope him in their usual games. By the time she decided to make a move I was earnestly wishing that they be gone.
When a child is born, so is a mother... A working mother's growing up years with her two children.
Thursday, May 28, 2015
Hurricane hari
Monday, May 25, 2015
Girl
The other day after our shopping and kids gaming spree, we went to the mall food court hoping to grab some dinner. While v and the kids went to order, I went and sat near a young African girl sitting with a small baby. I asked her if they had finished eating to check if the table was available. She said ."No finished" which I assumed meant they had finished. So I sat there not much paying attention to the girl sitting with her head bent. A while later a lady, obviously her mistress, came with another kid in tow and began reprimanding her. She replied something and cowered again. The lady scowled at me and sat down. It suddenly dawned on me that she had probably scolded her for letting me sit there. I sat there until v came with the food ordered and asked if I could'nt find any other seat. I asked the lady if they had finished their meal and she vehemently said that they had not and were waiting. We found another table.
Soon the master came with McDonald's fare and the family of 5 began enjoying their meal while the young girl sat in a corner of the table looking down. She was not given any of the burgers or chips the rest of them had. The little nanny _probably in her teens_ sat like a stranger in their midst. We came away feeling sorry for the young girl wondering what hardships she faced in her own home and her adopted home. I wondered which country she belonged to; she was fair complexioned with light brown frizzy hair and full lips. Whatever, I hoped that she had had her dinner or had food waiting for her back home.
Thursday, May 21, 2015
New life
However, my kids are getting disenchanted with Dubai which they had much bragged about for a year in Chennai. For one, they find the shift from Tamil Nadu State board syllabus to CBSE here tough. Especially Hindi and Arabic. I tell them not to lose heart citing my own example - a similar struggle in Tanzania in secondary school. Getting up early morning to catch the school bus at 6.30 am is not their cup of tea either. The bus takes an hour to beat the traffic and reach school during which time they can catch some sleep, other kids willing.
Thirdly, they have realised that Dubai is not a vacation anymore. The last two trips were fun when they visited malls, parks and played with their cousins.Now they dont get to see their cousins except during the weekend. But the bonding with cousins is the best part of their Dubai life. They play, fight and patch up. The youngest of them, all of 5 years, tells Ash: "I like your face very much, can you take my face and give me yours?" That's probably the best compliment Ash has received!
The mother is getting into cooking mode doing some on the spur breakfast and lunch dishes in an hour's time.Having had cooks for nearly 10 years, it has not been easy. The fact that I cant give much junk food and the hubby craves traditional food adds to my woes.
An hour at the gym is the only other exercise that I get now. But I am enjoying this break from work.
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