Children are so pure so lovely. 🙂
Anytime I take Anay to the mirror, he smiles. I don’t know exactly what makes me smile. Whether it is the sight of himself that he enjoys so much, saying “Wow Mom! You have such a smart son!” 😛 🙂 Or is it because he sees me with him, so he smiles, just like he smiles when he sees me generally.
Today, when he woke up from sleep, I took him in my arms and took him straight to the mirror. He hadn’t completely woken up. Was still rubbing his eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes slightly, he saw the mirror, and there was the smile. 🙂 😀
Love u my puchhu! 😡
On Friday, 21st October’2011, I and Tarun decided to go some Diwali shopping after office. We informed MIL that we’ll be late. We reached home around 10.00 PM. And, guess what we come to know from MIL.
Anay was looking at the gate at around 6.00 PM as if waiting for me to enter. 6.00 PM is my regular time to return from office. Then, he did that again at 8.00 PM which is Tarun’s time to return. 🙂
To add to it, when we both entered and I took him in my arms, Tarun opened his arms asking Anay to come to him. Anay, being in my arms, avoided looking at Tarun completely, and closed his arms. This is his way of saying “I don’t wanna come to you.” 😀
It was so wonderful. We tried everybody at home to check if he goes to anyone at all. (Verification Engineers can’t help it. They have to try all possible combinations :>3) Then, Tarun took him forcibly in his arms and asked me to try taking him in his arms. And, to top my happiness, he came to me instantly back. 🙂 🙂
Ohh! It was a lovely a feeling. During the weekend, any time I stood in front of him (Imagine him sitting in bed with someone, playing), he would uphold his hands, as if asking me to pick him up. And, if I did not pick him, and still stood there, he would start making sounds as if he’s gonna cry if I didn’t pick.
Hahahah! It’s an inexplicable, satisfying, satiating,…filling an experience. 🙂
This was my second Karvachauth. And it went successful.
I’m pretty bad at keeping fasts. Those who meet me on a daily basis know it pretty well that I cannot skip my meals. No matter what. No matter I’m having a bad work-day, an emotionally challenging day, or a totally mad-day, I cannot skip my meal. Not even one, forget all three. Just before the Karvachauth, when the Navratras were going on, people asked me, you can’t keep these, how did you manage Karvachauth. And the answer was “I don’t know, maybe these are the first years of my marriage and I love my husband enough to survive the day 😉 “.
This was my answer anytime anyone asked me. But, I never believed much in it. Too practical to believe in things like Love…
Perhaps, the reason was that my MIL doesn’t force me to keep it strictly. She eats in the morning, gets me things I like, like Kalakand etc for the sargai. Then, she allows us to have water, tea and fruits at 4.00 when we do the Pooja. Maybe that’s the reason I manage the day till the end. This is what I thought till this KV.
But, this time, I was amazed. It was Karvachauth. It was Saturday and we were shifting house so all the shifting had to be done. Since the shifting had to be done within those two days of the weekend, we couldn’t afford to waste a day. So, I was all running here and there, packing everything, pushing cartons and all. Plus, to top it all, it was the time of the month which is common agony of being a woman.
When the day started, I had a feeling that this day is a challenge, let’s see how I fair. And, surprisingly, apart from a weak moment around 1.00 PM, after which I took a nap for an hour, I was fine.
When the day ended and I looked at the moon in the sky and the moon/sun/stars of my life, I was forced to believe, it’s indeed the love which survives me through it.
And, I have a feeling that when the love fades, the day will not go through either. Only time will tell.
Till then, wait-n-watch! 🙂
Having spent almost 2 yrs in marital life, I think I am eligible enough to give some gyaan to the people crossing the bridge now. Anyways, free gyaan/advice can be given without any experience also, so never mind. I’m breaking it into parts to maintain the importance of each. The first is about Courtship.
There are quite many friends of mine getting married around me. So, not thinking about my own courtship time and then marriage is simply unavoidable. I had one of the most happy and exciting courtship period and going by the statistics of Indian marriages, I should be amongst the most happy and satisfied married women. When I see the newbies, I lament for their loss when I see them wasting such a precious time like courtship in office or cribbing about work and preparations for the wedding.
Courtship is the time when you’ve met your partner, whose going to be with you forever, whom you’re supposed to be infinitely in love, so much so that no one else seems to attract you or matter to you anymore. While some people say that when you’re getting married, you will have all the time in the world after the marriage to know each other, to spend with each other etc. I beg to differ. If you’ve ever tried to differentiate between a wife and a girl-friend, you’ll realize that the major difference is that after marriage there are so many societal responsibilities and things to be managed that you never get the twosome time you should. Both the people are busy getting things done. Courtship is the only time when you can give the other person a chance to become your dream-girl/boy. If you have never spent some care-free time together and are always busy discussing the groceries and rent-to-be-paid, how do you think you’ll ever gel together. Courtship is the answer to all this. Hence, never waste anytime of your courtship.
To give a benchmark, I used to meet my husband daily…yes, daily, and no, we were not working in the same company. We had to make it work out. I used to go by metro instead of my office bus to be with him. He used to start at my time, come to my office, and the only time we used to get was while travelling from office to metro, which was around 40 minutes, +20 minutes which we used to average-ly snatch out somehow.
Second important thing, don’t go by the norms. At least in matters of heart, let the heart rule and let mind take a nap. Just because something was done by some hero or heroine in a movie, you’ll do it, is foolish. Make your own love story, define your own happy moments. Do what your heart says. After our roka/fix-up, I gate-crashed his office with a bouquet. This was within a week’s time of roka. It was a surprise/shock visit. And, he was forced to leave everything he was working on and take me out. I know it’s extremely foolish, unplanned but what’s a story without any adventure/madness streak to it? Plus, I did what my heart told me to. “Mera mann aaya main kutta maar ke khaya” 😛 😀 (For the un-bollywood people, this is a famous dialogue by a villian in a hindi movie..forgot the name of the movie..had urmila matondkar in it, that’s all I can recollect).
So, moral of the story, nothing comes easy. If you want a relationship which is different from the average arranged marriage, you’ve to put in the extra effort, just like you are willing to do, in a self-chosen love relationship.