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Mindless Conversations of My Mind

Mindless Conversations of My Mind
Mindless Conversations of My Mind

Have you ever wondered about all the silly conversations that you have with yourself? I do.

Me trying to sleep, in the hustle of random thoughts going on in my mind. Me and my Mind 

Me: Am I spending too much time on Facebook?

Mind: Noooo, I don’t think so. It was just for ten minutes.

Me: Ten minutes or more. It was more than ten minutes.

Mind: Well, maybe fifteen but not more than that. Plus think of all the friends and family members, you stay in touch with.

Me: Yeah, you are right. I wished a friend for his anniversary, another one for birthday. God, how much they have changed since their marriage.

Mind: Time flies.

Me: But, they are changed, a lot. Hmmn… have I changed?

Mind: Nooooo, I don’t think so. Still the same.

Me: No, I think I have changed.

Mind: Well, maybe a little. But, it’s for good.

Me: Yeah, you are right.

Mind: Time flies.

Me: How much time have passed? Years and months? ….. Why I am not good with dates and years?

Mind: Not at all good with dates. Can’t remember them.

Me: That’s why my history was so weak. How difficult that time was? Why teachers expects from us to remember all those crazy dates? Who cares?

Mind: Remember social study teacher?

Me: Yeah, what was her name?

Mind: Ohhh… I forgot. But, she was so sad and old.

Me: Hmmn… I saw her crying once, in staff room.

Mind: What was she crying for?

Me: Maybe, because of us. We were so bad. None of us paid any attention in her class.

Mind: Hmm… but she was so sad. Sad and boring.

Me: I don’t like boring.

Mind: Hmmn…

Me: I must sleep. Babies are sleeping.

Mind: Remember last week at doctor’s office.

Me: What?

Mind: When office assistant asked you about  Renne’s date of birth?

Me: Yeah… I forgot. I mean, not forgot… forgot. But, yeah, I was completely blank for a minute.

Mind: Then you told her, he is twin to Otu. Both have same date.

Me: She was not looking for this answer. What she must have thought of me?

Me: Am I losing my memory?or my Mind?

Mind: Noooo…… you are fine.

Me: Hmmn… I am raising three kids. I think, I am allowed to go nuts, once in a while.

Mind: Maybe. But you are fine. Go to sleep.

Me: Hmmn… I think I should sleep.

Mind: ………..

Me: or maybe, I should read a book. Where did I kept it?

Mind: It’s on kitchen top.

Me: What’s it doing in kitchen?

Mind: I don’t know….. go get it.

Me: No, I don’t want to go. I am sleeping.

Mind: OK.

Mindless Conversations of My Mind
Mindless Conversations of My Mind

 

9 things you may not know about me….

9 things you may not know about me....(I am second from left in the bottom row, only girl wearing full length leggings)

 

Here are the 10 Things that you may not know about me.

  1. I used to be a nerd during my school days. Just don’t have glasses on my eyes, but I was always immersed in my books. I had very few school friends, and I am not in touch with almost anyone from my school days.

  2. My family once thought that I got kidnapped or lost somewhere, and they searched the whole neighborhood. All this time, I was sleeping peacefully under the bed.

  3. I used to write a lot of poetry in my school days. No one has read my poems, still have them, but I don’t write anymore.

  4. When I was in my fourth standard, my father promised me a bicycle, if I would come first in my class. I achieved that, and since then I was always among toppers. I am very stubborn when I want something. I have gone to great lengths to get what I wanted, and still do so.

  5. My friends in my college life are very precious to me, they are the ones who introduced me to my social side. My teachers used to call me a chatterbox in college. I was friendlier to everyone and now I am in touch with almost all of them.

  6. My father has always been my  idol and my inspiration. I always wanted to be like him, but when I gave birth to my kids and started raising them, I realized that I am actually a carbon copy of my mother. However, this realization came very late in my life.

  7. I have always loved myself. Every bit of it. I like to put myself first then others. Mantra of my life is – If I am not happy, I can not make you happy. Maybe that’s why I have never had any regrets in my life.

  8. Biggest turn on for me: intelligent conversation, wholeheartedly laugh and good sense of humor. Biggest turn off: fake laugh, too much pleasing nature, self praise.

  9. I don’t like girly girls. I don’t like makeup. Don’t like over dramatic and fake people. I like girls who are self-dependent ( does not mean financially, but emotionally and physically too), girls who are ambitious and practical too. Girls with identity of their own.

  10. Out of all the statements, one is not true. I would like to keep some of my secrets from the world.   🙂

Mamma!!! What’s this?

Mamma!!! What's this?
Otu

 My two-year old boy, Otu while reading his book….

Otu: Mamma, this? (points to a butterfly in the book)

Me: It’s a butterfly, Otu.

Otu: Mamma, this?

Me: It’s a dog.

Otu: Mamma, this?

Me: It’s a boy.

Again, comes back to butterfly.

Otu: Mamma, this?

Me: Butterfly.

….

and again, and again….. and again. So, after reading out  whole page around ten times.

Me: Mamma is tired now. Go play with your toys.

Otu: NOOO……… book. Mamma, this??? (Translation: No, I want to read book. Points again to something in the book)

Me: (cursing under my breath all of those who have invented books, language and questions.)

Me: Otu, look Renne (his twin brother) has your car. Renne is playing with your car.

Otu, now running after Renne to get his car back.

Me: (Relieved, with evil smile on face)

Point to Note: Don’t ever take parenting advice from me. J

Can you kill a Spider, Mom?

Courage of a Girl-Women-Mother

Can you kill a Spider, Mom
Can you kill a Spider, Mom

Yesterday I posted a tweet which was based on change in the strength of a girl once she becomes a mother. Then as I was explaining it further to some of my audience I myself felt the changes that I have gone through with time. I remembered the time when I was that little girl who was always sitting quietly in a corner with a book on her lap. The time when I had no fears, just had a fearwall (yeah its not a typo, I have written it fear-wall and not firewall J ). That fearwall was my Parents.

I was scared of little flies, spiders, frogs and lizards specially (believe me the list is pretty long), but I always knew that I had my mother who will protect me from them.

Now time has changed, I don’t have my mother to protect me but now I am a mother and now I have to fulfill my job of protecting my little ones. That reminds me, I am no longer scared of flies, spiders, frogs, not even of lizards (to some extentJ ). I can take care of them, I can take care of everything, yes everything once it will come down to save my children.

Some of this courage has come with time and knowledge, as now I know that small little flies cannot kill me (unless they are in my food, L Gross….). But, most of it from a simple fact that I am a mother now and I cannot let anyone or anything harm my babies.

So, what changed me, is it the love for my children, or the responsibility towards my kids or some chemicals or hormones have changed in my body? I am not sure, maybe it’s a mix of all or maybe something else. But, I am not alone. I have seen every other mother who can reciprocate this feeling. Every mother is made like this. Made courageous by default. I guess!!!

Can you kill a Spider, Mom
Baby Ganesha with Ma Parvati

It can only be a mother who can fight with the almighty, the God Shiva. A fight to save her child. A fight which not only frightened the one who has no fears. Frightened the one who is superior in power to everyone and everything that exists and that does not exist. Frightened the one and all who have tried to harm her child, Ganesh. It can be a mother only who can demand to give life to her dead child, who can show the consequences if her child is not given the life back, who can make even God realize his mistake of harming a child, who can clench the life of her child from the jaws of death. She is a mother, she is not a girl, not a woman, not a human, not a deity/devi. She is a mother and a mother only at that point of time. A mother who can fight with the God.

Can you kill a Spider, Mom
Shiv, Parvati with Ganesh

I have heard so many inspiring stories of mothers, or of the sons who were what they were because of their mothers. In everyday lives too, I have seen girls who were afraid of the dark (who couldn’t even go to the bathroom to pee at night), now after being a mother single handedly rocking their child to sleep in the darkness of night. Big cheers for them!!!

I would also like to share the story of Pooja Chopra and her mother Neera Chopra. Neera was thrown out of her house when she gave birth to second daughter child. But, she survived and struggled for her children. She fought with the world and its hypocrisies to raise her two daughters into two independent and successful human beings. J

Can you kill a Spider, Mom
Pooja with her Mother

There are so many Neera’s around the world all fighting their battles for themselves and for their kids.

When we talk of this motherly courage, this is not limited to us humans only. This is seen so many times in animals also. They also protect their loved ones irrespective of the dangerous consequences ahead. I have seen them fighting with their predators to save their little ones. All credits to Discovery channel J

Can you kill a Spider, Mom
Motherly Love in Animals

On this thought, just look around and see all the mothers, see what they are doing for their kids, see what they are sacrificing for their kids. Admire them, encourage them, help them, and appreciate them. Because it’s the best that we can do, rest she will take care of….. because she is a Mother.