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Freedom... is a price you pay...

2009-10-21T04:46:00.000-07:00

They bind you in love, with sweet words and fears...
They trap you in hugs, kisses and tears;

Where would I be without you?
Where would you be without me?
If it's really the answer you want...
I'd say... WE'D LIVE FREE!!!

VIVIDHA... VIVA VIDA!

2009-10-18T08:52:00.000-07:00

2009-09-27T09:43:00.001-07:00

Somebody and Me

2009-09-08T03:57:00.000-07:00

Somebody... not me...
decided where I should be born

Somebody... not me...
decided where my baby should be born;

Somebody... not me...
was with me for the first, early excitement days of motherhood

Somebody... not me...
decided her name would be from B,V,U...

Somebody... not me...
did not let her be Samskaara

Somebody... not me...
planned how to celebrate her birth

Somebody... is free somewhere, and enjoying life

Me, not Somebody, is trapped in LOVE; and wondering if it is worth the tears.
Me, not Somebody, wonders how it would feel to be free again.

"MOMMY"... is MEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!

2009-08-19T20:06:00.000-07:00

My little princess born on Independence Day! 5 weeks earlier than anticipated. They put her to my cheek, tiny n slimy, immediately after she was born
(by c-sec).
They say she looks like Samir. She has his chubby cheeks and a dimple... But her eyes are mine! Curious, strong and confident- from the day she stepped into this world.

Samskara, my love and my life! You will be an independent and responsible woman.

More than a month in the hosp...

2009-08-04T04:43:00.000-07:00

... now that my bleeding has stopped, my BP has sky-rocketed!
It was 160/110 yesterday
Lotsaa ppl turned up; Aahan's 3rd b'day was being celebrated y'day since it was a Sunday.

I am scared...

2009-06-30T21:47:00.000-07:00

... this is my worst nightmare. that horrid dream, where a little baby dies in my arms...
Please GOD, keep my baby safe and happy...!!

Feeling babooooooooooo........

2009-05-25T09:51:00.000-07:00

yupeeeeeeee for first time i felt baboooooooo kicking from inside, saying hi daddddaaaaa how r u.........luv u baBOOOOOOOOO AND MOMAAAAAA.

cheetoooo cutteeeeeee aniversaryyyyyyy

2009-05-10T10:29:00.000-07:00

happy anniversary, anniversary full of love personal feelings surprises. heeeeeeeee .
luv u cheeeeeetooo bboooooo

Heaven hath no rage

2009-05-02T23:49:00.000-07:00

...like love to hatred turned, nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.

why should I...

2009-04-24T21:36:00.000-07:00

... ?

Paradise Lost...

2009-04-24T10:52:00.000-07:00

11 years of friendship, familiarity, love and loyalty loses to 11 days of acquaintance...

Playing Hide-n-Seek, already!

2009-04-23T02:37:00.000-07:00

OK Babbouie! I know kids of ur generation are SMARTER than their parents (actually that applies to all generations... heheh!) But you li'l naughty you...
First you hide yourself from the tests.
N then ocassionaly you hide yourself from the Dopplers, giving the nurses a tough time.

But now I can feel you! I am pretty sure I can :)

Hum hai Complan baby!!!

2009-04-21T22:58:00.000-07:00

Hum abhi almost 18weeks old hai! Humara weight is more than 200gms (more than double in 3 weeks). Humara video-clips bhi hai CD pe... Hum Best-babouiee hai! :D

Food Habits!!!

2009-04-10T03:16:00.000-07:00

I've started liking chhass more than milk... i've traded an ice-cream offer for garlic bread! I LOVE MANGOES! Even had 2 in one day- 1 morning and 1 in evening. So now we are learning about your tastes. :)

In love... all over again!

2009-03-30T02:54:00.000-07:00

12th week scan- i saw you do a couple of hic-cuppy jumps! They guessed you'd be in my arms by 24th Sept
and the 15th week scan- Dadda n me saw a lottttt of detail :) your physique, your nosey, your eye lens, spine, your beating heart, your moving stomach, your collar and femur bones... you weigh around a 101 gms. And you look BEAUTIFUL! I am in love, all over again!!!!!!!!!

N now we have done a little teeny-weeny procedure, to make sure you stay nice and secure in me. Grow well, Stay Strong, Be Beautiful on the inside and the out.
Love you, my life, my cheeto-babouie!

the heart beats!!!

2009-01-21T14:45:00.000-08:00

... the 6th week scan showed it. :D

Coooeey! gagaga! giiiiiii

2009-01-12T22:39:00.000-08:00

:D :* :))

Strand Book Stall

2009-01-10T22:43:00.000-08:00

Poorie and I had visited one of the sales, and had seen a lady with a car carrying away a stackful of books. And we had said to each other "Humara bhi din aayega, kadhi-tari apan pan mothi car gheun yeu; ani khoopshi pustake gheun jau"

And today was that day- Cheeto n I shopped fr books over 8K!!! Tho' most were his management books, I can still read them, because they are Harvard publications.

Called up Poorie after the shopping; reminiscenced about that day and also about Holi during our 12th classes, when we were studying on BM's flat, and PRasse n others were throwing water balloons at us from the A-wing terrace. Those were the DAYS!!!!! :)

GIVE ME BACK MY MUMBAI!

2008-11-29T22:05:00.000-08:00

When the Nazis came for the communists,
I remained silent;
I was not a communist.

When they locked up the social democrats,
I remained silent;
I was not a social democrat.

When they came for the trade unionists,
I did not speak out;
I was not a trade unionist.

When they came for the Jews,
I remained silent;
I was not a Jew.

When they came for me,
there was no one left to speak out.

Pastor Martin Niemöller (1892–1984) about the inactivity of German intellectuals following the Nazi rise to power and the purging of their chosen targets, group after group.

A hut spinning on chicken's leg...

2008-11-17T00:25:00.000-08:00

Dasvidaniya! ( i dunno the word for Welcome- hehehehe- so I'm opening with Bye-Bye!) :D

I was around 10-ish when I started thinking about all things Russian...
Russian Lok-kath- a Maroon cloth bound version which "Chachi Prachi" owned.
Folktales of the peoples of Russia- a white cloth bound version with green cover print that i think Dada-mama gifted me. I learnt that "Peoples" as a plural word is grammatically CORRECT... Ivan Ivanesevic, Vasilisa the Beautiful, Baba Yaga the witch who flies in a pestle-mortar ...

Misha that monthly kiddy magazine (it was often lost in post- rarely got it every month) book that Bhai-mama had subscribed in Prasad's name. I used to read it more than him. PRass also a book about "How Daddy.. something..."

Russian circuses... Russian gymnasts... Russian Ballet telecast on DD- How i wanted to learn it. How I adored those stockinged and tutu-ed dainty dancers (didn't know then, they were called Tutus). I forced my parents to by my first pair of full stockings. How envious I was when Maureen n Raynah got to do a pseudo-ballet for the Annual function. And how it was the first time I heard the word "Dasvidaniyaaaaa- Goodbyeeee"

And I "experienced" that word again now... after what? 20 years?! :) I liked the movie... serene... peaceful... death... something I can see for myself.

P.S.: I'm going to dig up up all those books the next time I go to Mom's plc.

My Best Friend for 3 minutes...

2008-11-14T22:37:00.001-08:00

... was an almost grow-up black-n-white stray pup at the chai-ki-tapri, who came to me wagging his tail like he's missed me all these years! :)

Fed him some soya chips, which he gladly crunched up. And sat contentedly near my leg (almost with his head on my knee) for a couple of minutes... and then crawled under the nearest parked car for his siesta

...the small joys of life...

Photo blog of Rajasthan

2008-11-08T12:15:00.000-08:00

Cousins at Diwali... 2008

2008-11-05T00:10:00.000-08:00

n feeling like a TURKEY!

2008-09-20T04:10:00.000-07:00

... 3 weeks of dreaming gone kaput! that amazing technique of making me feel guilty never fails...
GET ASSERTIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I've been told that... n about time i put it in
practice.

:(