The Dec 2010 post!

I can see myself looking back on my online diary a few yrs hence & thinking that I must have been a busy girl...
otherwise why would I post once a month?
Unless the less flattering alternative reason is true,
I don't even have meaningless stuff to write on...

So I narrowly missed losing my phone for the second time in sixty days...
& the only reason I found it was,
I told the wedding organizers:
"Please find my phone... I don't want to live with this reputation"
(Pss... there goes the phone dropper, she can't drop names you see...)

The little A can now get off a see-saw by herself,
but cannot pull up a pair of pants the moment she sees me...
I guess she knows my aura to be that of a bonded labourer.
& I do everything to convince her I'm not one.
Scenario:
Me: A, pick up your toys/books/ whatever...
A: Seriously puzzled look at me
Me: (taking the logical route), who spread them out? Kissne phailya?
A: Maine.. I
Me: So who'll pick them?
A: Tum.. You..
Me: Grr.. If you don't pick I'll cancel your outing/birthday day/ kinderjoy/ what ever
A: (Still pondering...) Okay I'll pick, you help
Me: (Feeling pacified..) start A, I'll help
A: (Employing factory rebellion tactics also called go slow tactics..) Shall I pick this or that or........
Me: (Taking the fastest route), A hold the packet, I'm picking
A: All smiles roughly translated: Smirk smirk... See my personal slave? See?

However there are days when I'm feeling foul & A picks & packs all her scattered eartly possessions ...
After all when the slave rebels.. empires fall!

So another year has come to an end...
nearly there..
& I hope to write a sensible line before the curtains fall on 2010.
On that "to be continued note............"

The conquerer: I; The conquered: Roti!

Okay, so having grown up in a hostel, away from home, I developed a hearty taste for food...
Really quality food, not quantity.

I have loved & eaten: Gujrati, Marwari, south Indian, Goan cuisine prepared in the
homes of people who are Gujratis, Marwaris...........
You get the flow!

But never once I felt compelled to cook, replicate any of those stuff.
At hostel we sat before what was offered us,
what we liked we ate,
what we did not like, we didn't eat!

At home for holidays......
I ate, ate, ate, ate, ate, ate...
What did cooking have to do with any of it anyways?
Wasn't some one in the kitchen slaving for the little child home for holidays?

But then I married,
& sob! sigh!
That person slaving in the kitchen was me.
Me who ate Gujrati, Marwari, blah, blah, blah cuisine..
Me who did not cook any cuisine, spell with C or K.

But my love for quality food drove me to cook delicasies,
(note: all food cooked with my delicate hands are: delicasies.),
& I conquered all but that hateful Roti.
Still no problem,
surely a maid when well paid, will simply fall at my gas stove & make rotis?
No?
No.
No.
& again No.

It took me 4.5 yrs of married life to understand,
I might as well fall over that gas stove,
for the maid who'll make my rotis,
will also attempt to take my cell phone,
all quitely ofcourse..
& the honest maid could not care less.

So I can eat maggi,
feed my 3 yr old daughter maggi,
feed my ailing visitors maggi,
or I can make rotis.

Today 30th sept 2010, I made rotis.
If you can make those stuff good for you.
If you can't & are single living off elders.. very good for you. (I have lived that life, I know).
But should you be dependant on that elusive maid service...
not good for you.
I say not good at all.

The new laptop that's not happening...........

Okay, I'm not a technical freak, that I cannot live without the internet!
Also, I'm not the inspired face book commentator, who's bursting with fresh quotes!
& like loads of folks I Know, I'd rather know Shahrukh's preferred toothpaste than discuss mine... yeah I'm pretty coomon even by my standards!!

But I still want a laptop, because I like to live with the laptop,
I do like reading inspired quotes & blogs..
& ofcourse who knows what Shahrukh Khan may twit about......

So question is why do I not have the laptop?
One, I intend to pay for it myself.
Two, I love to budget & I'm not working.
Three, I have budgeted, as in when I get back my tax money.. you get the picture.
But guess what?
Our govt does not feel any obligation to return money to us poor mortals.
Money which should not have gone to the govt in the first place, as I was not even in the taxable income bracket.

I'm definetely not feeling good about this,
so I'm thinking, now what?
Do I chip into my savings, & but that notebook anyways,
or do I wait till my country decides that it definetely cannot get rich with my meagre amount...
Tough man.

For no rhyme or reason!

The weakening sun is stronger
Than the strongest moon........
The narrowing river is wider
Than the widening stream.....
The wilting flower smells sweeter
Than all the thorns in bloom........
& dying hope is livelier
Than the living dream.

What's up in June 2010?!

Just had a holiday to the Foothills of Himalayas...
My grandmom's place...
A little village, all greenery... & even has a river to boot...
Went off with little A, all by myself...
Am very very proud of myself..
mightly pleased too.

back to home,
& daily life.............

Okay here's a tough answer..
Me: Name three fruits!
Little A: Mango Shake, Milk Shake, Aam...

Aam is Hindi for Mango!
;-0
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Sometimes life just sucks!

There, feels good to have said that.
Very very very good.
Damn good. Can't express.
So what got me feeling so blue?
It's summer, high summer, & I want a holiday.
I don't want to work 24 by 7.
I'm not a worker bee... could I be clearer if I wished?
But who cares?
& then because you do everything, folks think you are one big piece of entertainment.
See, she want's a holiday.. he he.. Doesn't my sense of humour rock?
I swear today I'll travel, & alone..
& I'll take no one with me.
& this may take years to come true, oh but it will!
Noting it down, just so I can so!ay one day I told you so!

April 2010!

Random things about April 2010 & me!

* I feel the heat is drying me from within..
* Staying at home is more work than you would immagine..
* I'm reading "May I Hebb Your Attention Pliss?"
* Little A just won't recover from her stomach infection, as my mami put it, this heat is the party season for the bacteria- janta (bacteria-folks)!
* Not knowing how to drive can sure dry up your drifting out of home tendencies!
* An personal outing got cancelled, because of my city being likely target for terrorist bombing.. & all I wanted to do was spend some hard earned money, the hard work is huzband's, the money mine!
* I got my first pair of sunglasses, & realized, that eye infection can be the eye opening cause for new style statements.. whatever!
* I love the word whatever, makes vaugeness cool & chic!