Wednesday, November 23, 2016

Have feet , will dance, be it Bombay or Hyderabad. 

Caught on camera just before her Shaimak Summer Funk tribute to Backstreet Boys.

School finally reopens!

Inside, the bus seats remained unoccupied with kids almost standing in excitement, pieces of art shown around- fancy tiffin boxes, jazzy pencil boxes & the works! Awkward smiles & hesitant mannerisms in seconds gave way to full fledged glees & camaraderie.

And Outside, the bus stop was buzzing with full attendance of anxious parents, beating the airports & railway stations with its overwhelming farewells.

Ahh how these kids reduce us with such happy vulnerabilities.

She & Me

While tucking her in bed...

She: Mumma you know this position... how you hold me & sleep is very less space for me.

Me: Shifts, makes more room for her & ask, better now?

She: Yes much better.

And then a parting shot in the dark.

She: I have been meaning to tell you this since I was born but kept it inside me for last 9 years.
Saturday night live with Jenga — at Whiteboard Cafe.

28 years old maid. A widow, only earning member, hand-to-mouth, coming to work, leaving her kids back home at the mercy of neighbours.
Keeps singing softly while cleaning & washing. Breaks into a shy smile every time I catch her, humming her Telugu songs. And I smile back.
Thanks Laxmi for my daily morning reminder dose...” I had the blues because I had no shoes until upon the street, I met a man who had no feet.”
10 am & someone is still in bed celebrating her freedom with her Harry Potter.. Independence begins at home 


Caught backstage...

Disclaimer: Just stumbled on this one...

I know this video has been floating around for a while but those who haven't seen yet, pls do. Especially working women. So much similar stuff I, as a working women could resonate with. Validates my dozens of checklists & WhatsApp instruction manuals for my family.
On a lighter note, when Sarah takes my 4 pm daily call after school, she starts with, "mom the highlights of the day are... " so that if I have to rush half way for a call or meeting, we both dont miss exchange of important & urgent updates.
And BCP named is my WhatsApp group for Hakim Badshah & Neelam Verma put together :-)


She & Me

Me: ...some insects have only a day's time as a lifetime.

She: (disbelief) So they die in a day?

Me: Yup, they live for only a day.

She: (with a worried look) "Oh, so then how do they get time to make babies?"

Blame it on the ongoing science chapter on life processes.

Some things never change

No matter how many stage performances your kid has had, you as a parent would always be a jelly. Heart fluttering with anxiety, pride and hundreds of other emotions while your misty eye never leaves sight of your kid till she leaves the stage. 

Ahh, the heart-warming vulnerability of parenthood.

Time to grow up mom...

You know your little one has grown up when you send her for a school outing, all “prim & proper”(in your eyes) ; oiled & neatly tied hair, jacket all zipped up & her sturdy specs in place…
And then what you find in the pics pouring in, throughout the day from the group whatsapp- jacket on the waist, hair let down (literally), specs tucked away & glares perched on the head. With her “Harry Porter Gang of Girls” at Bhongir Fort Camp.
Time for me as a mom to grow up !

Tuesday, February 23, 2016

When mumma returns home to her kiddo after a week's work trip, the creative bug bites them both. 
smile emoticonHere's a little arty work from us; a mobile holder made from an empty Tresemme shampoo bottle... a gift waiting for dadda Hakim Badshah