Another year has gone. A very eventful year indeed. We bade our farewell to many people and welcomed many into this world. We made Anna the superhero of today and sang Kolaveri Di for no specific reason. Two young boys lost their lives while protecting their girl friends. People were getting ready to play censors for internet users. Salman’s Bodyguard did what Shahrukh’s Raone and Don 2 couldn’t. etc
Come December and people seem to forget all the unhappy incidents that took place not so long ago. There’s a mood of celebration everywhere, with people needing only the slightest reason to paint the town red. For me though, this day isn’t any different.
Getting A to celebrate any days with grandeur has never been easy for me. A fusion of lazy and boring, he simply refuses to buy that these days do hold even a slight significance. No matter how much I badger him, he simply wont find time to get involved in any planning, and by the time he does (pretend to) agree, its too late to get the relevant bookings. 😦
Although I find this attitude quite annoying, I have to agree it does make sense at times. Every year there’s news of people being robbed, nabbed and misbehaved with during and after New Year parties. Alcohol combined with reckless behaviour and driving make road safety very difficult. Everyone is out there to have fun, responsibility and accountability is not heeded.
Intimate instead is the safe haven of our home, where we don’t need to mind A Jr all the time, don’t have to worry about when we’ll reach home and don’t have to battle all the crowd. Bringing in the new year with some mild beverages 😛 , some ordered in food while watching some good old movie on dvd sounds a lot more appealing. 🙂
I’ve been doing this for the last many years (since my Dad always shared A’s sentiments) and this year won’t be any different. The only difference being that I’m grown up now 🙂 We’ll manage to hide our glasses from A Jr and manage to sip in when he’s not looking 😛 , try to put him to sleep when we know he won’t sleep and make our vanity evident when people will burst crackers at the strike of 12! 😀 😀
I’m sure lots of people out there are not as uninteresting and laid back as us and have better things to do 😀 Hope you all have a great time with your loved ones. Have fun and be safe! 🙂
Wish you all a very Happy New Year! 🙂
I realised I haven’t done an exclusive post on A Jr since a long time. Quite a feat! Guess this can be attributed to the fact that the very happening life that he leads doesn’t permit me to sit and write on one particular thing. He’s on a roll the whole time, if not playing and making merry, then talking incessantly about anything and everything he comes across! 😀
All kids love vacations, but the exceptional case that he is, he despises them. He misses his gang of friends, his teacher and his Didi a lot and talks with them many times in a day on his toy cell phone. He speaks not only with his friends, but even their moms and their grandparents, complaining about how they are mean to him at school and how they don’t listen to their teacher. 😛
I thought only girls did that, but at least as of now he tells me everything that happened at school, including how many times someone went to the loo and who didn’t finish his lunch-box. He mimics his friends’ dialogues and his teacher’s mannerisms, to scare and lecture me respectively 🙂 :). I took many of the small anecdotes he had about his school as imaginary, but thankfully his teacher confirmed them for me.
A Jr loves cycling but like everything else it comes with a condition. The king needs the presence of his humble subjects when he ventures down to do anything, cycling included. All kids are allowed to marvel and ogle at his bike but no one’s allowed to touch it 😀 :D. He’ll insist us to take him out for cycling but won’t pedal until he sees other kids around. He’ll sit like he’s sitting on his couch not moving even a few millimetres if he doesn’t feel like it and won’t even let me leave. This irritates me no end while he makes a sad victimised face. 😦
I’m not a very religious person but spending a few minutes everyday in God’s company makes me feel very positive and rejuvenated. I make it a point to light a diya in my home temple everyday and make sure that A Jr is with me while I do this. I made him recite difficult mantras like ‘Vakratunda Mahakaya..’, ‘Shubham Karoti..’, Gayatri Mantra etc. since he was quite young and now he utters them perfectly. He insists on watching ‘Gananayakaya…’ every time I start my laptop and is very excited to see so many Ganpatis in the video. I think in a way his faith is stronger and deeper than mine.
He’s fast becoming a strong support system for me too. The other day I had a slight headache and he happily gave me a head massage. He helps me out in the kitchen, doing odd jobs like handing me vegetables or sometimes a spoon or a plate that is within his reach. He eats food of his choice. The healthy eating that I always encouraged seems to have worked since he likes to have sabzi and roti over anything else. 🙂
Motherhood might be tough at times, but mostly it is a whole lot of fun, isn’t it? 🙂
Last weekend we took A Jr to a mall nearby. He was in his feisty element, assured that he was getting a new toy or a new Spiderman jersey or whatever, and had to be pulled back every now and then to avoid getting pushed. With the festive season approaching the place was quite crowded and there was a beeline at the entrance itself.
Now we’re aware of this practice, still, to set the record straight, there’s this compulsory frisking people and checking of purses (for ladies) at the mall gates. This exercise offends many, hasn’t been taken kindly often and at times the security staff faces flak for barging in on personal space.
This incident further establishes how certain misbehaved and irresponsible people (with only their language and clothes to boast of) can create a ruckus over this thing, only to hide their own embarrassment and to prove that they have an upper hand.
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