It isn’t Valentine’s Day, still <3 :-)

I sit across you on that high wooden table, me a bundle of nerves.

Am I dressed right?

Am I looking okay?

I wish my hair wasn’t sticky.

Why didn’t I put on make-up?

I notice the way you look at me, past all these outward guises.

The love in your eyes, the smile on your lips, disarmingly real.

Is he from this world or am I day-dreaming again?

Wait, let me pinch myself and get assured.

Just then, as if on cue you hold my hand and my gaze.

Everything’s still in that moment, but my world is spinning.

Is this how it feels, to be swept off your feet?
I don’t know if its true, but I feel beautiful!

Reality or fantasy, I cannot care anymore.

Yes, someone loves me now, more than I ever did myself.

Make your kids enjoy learning with #AppyStore

“These belonged to me, but you can have them now.” said A Jr and generously offered Angel his big cd folder which had every single cd he had owned (or I gifted him?) ever since he was a year old. Nursery rhymes, prayers, stories, alphabets, numbers and what have you, it was all there!

It was a glorious moment for me as a mother since my kids had figured out the organic process of learning and ‘handing over the baton’ all by themselves. Yet, admittedly, the inherent problem of carrying around a laptop for their anytime ‘cd craving’ wasn’t appealing to me still. Couldn’t something handier be invented to suffice it?

I was hence delighted when my predicament was answered with the AppyStore app! The best and most helpful part for me was the Audio feature for children below 2 years of age. Not only was it the perfect tool to help Angel learn on-the-go; everything from educational material and nursery rhymes to fun facts about our world and social awareness was available at my fingertip.

I’m a hands-on mother and always try to make my kids aware of themselves and their surroundings by talking to them. However, over time I’ve realised that this one-way teaching method may turn into a sermon and the child may lose interest quickly. What grabs a child’s attention is visual and hearing aids like animation and music and it helps if early education has munificent doses of both!

The AppyStore app addresses this perfectly by fusing colourful lively music videos with simple fun learning techniques for children which aid in overall mental and physical development of the child. Even if the child doesn’t talk or sing, the tune registers in its mind and can get recalled easily later.

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Parents like to enrol their kids for short or long fun summer camps depending upon the time left after their elaborate travel plans during summer vacations. AppyStore has made summer camps a convenient affair by organising online summer camps which can be attended hassle-free from anywhere and don’t hamper any other arrangements. Registration is simple and easy.

Since the kids will be back-to-school in June, AppyStore app will serve as an excellent refresher and supplement the kids’ learning before stepping back to the school.

As part of this review I received some attractive and fabulous age-appropriate worksheets for both A Jr and Angel and they loved and attacked them with gusto! While Angel’s colours spilled far beyond the boundaries, A Jr solved all questions accurately. Any which way, both were mighty impressed with themselves. I was a proud mother, yet again.


If you’re a parent who believes in letting their kids enjoy themselves while learning a thing or two, this app is just for you. I witnessed an intimate sibling bonding developing between my kids while spending time with the app and it was a lot more than what I had expected from it. It is definitely worth trying out.


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Are children’s games only games?

I’m going to let these pictures do the talking today.

This is a Mechanix helicopter that A Jr made in his vacations with a little help from me towards the end, simply because after toiling for more than two hours over it and fastening and unfastening the many nuts and bolts over and over again his patience had more or less worn off and his eyes were close to getting moist.


All girls/women who at least once in their lives played with these miniature utensils and kitchen sets, please put your hands up! Well, I cannot see any raised hands now but am assuming there will be many.

I loved playing with this cute and tiny kitchen stuff as a child. Somehow, I feel my love for cooking too blossomed sometime then because even amid my mother’s stark disapproval and my Dad’s severe reprimands, I always squeezed my way into the kitchen at a young age and began my not-so-bad and edible culinary experiments.


I’m not the one to set gender-based preferences with my kids, but I don’t know why when someone suggested that I get a kitchen set for Angel to play with, I was completely averse to the idea. I even retorted saying, “She has her books and other toys. She doesn’t need it!”

Yes, I had one to play with as a child but parents back then didn’t really give so much thought to the impression such games left on children’s minds. Everybody had one, so did me and I liked it. My brother was obsessed with cars and had half a room full of them of all shapes and sizes. We never laid hands on each other’s toys.

I don’t want to be a stereotypical mother but I don’t want to be the one who doesn’t let her kids explore their own tastes and likes too. The helicopter isn’t necessarily for A Jr and only Angel doesn’t need to play toys that are traditionally meant for girls. My job right now is merely to give her exposure to a variety of things so she grows into an informed person.

Barbie sets, doctor sets, kitchen sets, doll houses, cars or yet another Mechanix set. She’s too young and can pick what she wants to play with when she’s ready, right?

Happy Meets

I met up with an old friend after a long time today and it was nothing short of a revelation. There are many things we fail to recognise and observe in a person even after closely spending many hours with them over a long period of time.

None of the things that mattered to our juvenile minds and egos back then hold any relevance today. We have both evolved and gracefully blossomed into mature individuals who are tolerant of each other’s likes and preferences.

She is one of my very few close girl friends and holds a special place in my heart. Here’s to many more such ‘catching up’ meets and bonding over coffee. ☕ 🙂

A man thing, or may be not

I’ve come to my native to spend a week of A Jr’s summer vacation with my father. Few days ago he got some minor brickwork done in the house like getting some windows closed and getting some door frames changed, as well as some major furniture rearrangement.

Due to this a lot of Mom’s ‘collected’ stuff lost it’s coveted position and was literally left lying on the floor because, try as he may, Dad simply didn’t know how and where to begin to put it. While our maid had a field day (or week) due to lesser work, he was eagerly waiting for me to land there and help him keep it properly in a way Mom would approve.

The scattered heap of clothes and books in my room never bothered me but when I couldn’t even see the colour of the floor tiles anymore and couldn’t find any place to keep our suitcases, I knew we had to sort the mess out with a vengeance. 

Most of it was easy for me to put away since I was Mom’s wing man when it came to doing this kind of work. Routine stuff like her saris (which she carefully selected and preserved over many years and which we still cannot bring ourselves to divide or give away), new bedsheets, jewellery etc. didn’t require a lot of effort, thankfully.

While on one side I marvelled at her liking to spend so much on things that largely went unused, on the other side I came across some of her priceless memories in the form of some letters that Dad wrote to her during their engagement period as well as the time she had gone home for delivering me. 

I had heard a lot about them from her and would have loved to get a whiff of the ‘purane zamane ka pyar’ wale confessions but the temptation to read them evaporated quickly as I didn’t want to invade their privacy. A doesn’t even send me an ‘I love you’ message and Dad wrote long letters when he missed Mom. How romantic!

I was playfully teasing him about it and begging him to teach his son-in-law a thing or two so I could hold on to something in his absence too. Dad didn’t utter a word, only managing a forced meek cursory smile somehow. 

When I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water and came back within a minute, to my horror, there was a big mountain of roughly torn bits and pieces of those letters at his feet. Not only did he not feel like reading them but also, in his own words, wanted to ‘do away with memories that only hurt’. As simple as that!

There I was, not letting him throw away a birthday card I had given to my brother when we were in college for its keepsake value and then there was Dad, who had razed away a large chunk of his marriage memorablia in one clean swipe without the slightest hesitation. I was speechless.

It is possible that I’m not able to understand the hurt a partner’s long illness and sad demise can cause to the one left behind. He wrote the letters out of love and concern, didn’t he? Did he feel no attachment with them? I couldn’t help wondering whether Mom would do the same if, God forbid, the situation ever arose. 

I’m no one to judge Dad. It is the gender that confuses me at times. Do only women care more about preserving such memories? Can men really detach themselves so easily from things that mattered a lot to them at some point in their lives? Can they control their emotions? Can wiping out physical reminders erase the memories that were an integral part of them too? 

Share your madness with me :-)

How many times have you had people say to you, “Are you mad?”? How many times have you wondered “I never knew I could be that silly!”? How many times have your friends poked fun at you and told you “What were you thinking?”?

Recollecting a whole bunch of such instances will surely put you in my ‘awesome’ list and not being able to come up with anything might be a wake-up call for you to try and shift from the borderline abnormalcy by doing something completely unlike you and be the crazy person you were meant to be! :mrgreen:

We all have some madness inside us but we spoil it by growing up or atleast convincing ourselves that we have to mature with age and give up on the cute little silly things that made us happy. 

Today I want you to share the funny things you still do that aren’t exactly conventional or normal but are fun for you nonetheless. Doesn’t matter if they are embarrassing or foolish. Who are we to judge each other anyway, right? 😉

Let’s begin with me. I love getting dressed in pretty clothes I have no intention of buying and taking selfies in the changing rooms. You will find loads of such photos in my phone. 😜

While A scoffs at me being well aware of my intention, I buy cartoon cds on the pretext of showing them to the kids and end up marathon-watching them myself. 😂

Also, sometimes I add extra spice to the tadka so I don’t have to share my Dal fry with the cannnot-handle-mirchi A. 😷😱 😛

I hope you are not shocked or think any less of me. We are what we are, why be conscious of it? Go ahead and share your madness with me. Would love to know! ☺

Things on our minds

A is reading the newspaper and growses that Vijay Mallya and the related corrupt people are having the last laugh while we slog endlessly to make a living for ourselves.

A Jr is so overjoyed that Chris Gayle, the Six-machine, has touched the 10,000 run mark in his T20 career (and slightly apprehensive that he’ll break Sachin’s records soon) that he has forgotten its past 11 a.m and he hasn’t had breakfast yet.

Angel’s concerns are deeply limited in making sure that Mom’s old mobile phones or purses aren’t tossed away while she’s asleep. She’s holding them close to her chest even in bed now.

Me? I’m bothered about everything from Sonu Nigam’s tweets, making it to an event uneventfully (interesting word play? 🙂 ) on Saturday, what to make for lunch and which playschool to enroll Angel in. 

So many things to worry about in life…shouldn’t we just chuckle about them and have fun? 😂😂😂

What money cannot buy

While blindly running after materialistic things and achieving the luxuries and lifestyle that we’re told we should have, are we in some way undermining the importance of the priceless things that come to us for free? 

We cannot put a label on the joy of looking at the stars or being close to nature in any manner, laughing with our friends without a care, watching our kids smile only for us, being in the company of loved ones or simply being content with what and where we are.

Wealth is lot more than what reflects in our bank balance or we wouldn’t find street kids playing with broken bottles and barely surviving on unhygienic food lot happier than our blessed and fortunate ones.

Shouldn’t we all live by this quote and teach our children the same too?

Positive vibes :-)

There’s nothing special about today, nothing specific atleast. It is just another Monday morning, husband has left for work and the kids are still cozily sleeping in their beds.

Yet I feel a strange sense of calm today. Lot of relief can come easily to us if we stop comparing ourselves and our goals with others and don’t mind being completely vain about not ‘living up’ to our own great expectations.


I don’t know if you agree with this but it sure works in my case. Whenever I see a sunrise I’m filled with such positive anticipation that all dark feelings simply fade out in my heart and mind. There’s nothing more motivational than welcoming a new day.

Happy Monday and a Happy week everyone! ☺

P.S: I’m hooked to Instagram these days and post lots of pictures. You can also connect with me there if you like. My handle is varsha.bagadia. 🙂