Why watch a movie with a baby around?

I am a soft romance movies fan. I love movies like Only You, One Fine Day, DDLJ and the sorts. Before I start let me mention that I hate 'P.S. I love you’. It is a depressing movie about lost love that always makes me think all sorts of things that could happen and I start relating to the character a little too much. Similarly I do love serials that have romance as a theme.

There was this serial some time ago aired on Star World/HBO I don't remember - Sex and the City. It wasn’t very romantic. It revolved around 4 New York women who search for different things in life and how their friendship evolves. It also showed their relationships and NY fashion. Recently one of my friends gave me this pen-drive with the movie version of the same serial. It had the sequel too. These movies are fun to watch.

I can't sit across the TV and watch anything without interruption due to Arya, the chores or Arya's chores. So I watch few scenes and if Arya wants to eat, I miss 15 mins of the movie. Yogesh continues watching, so the movie proceeds. I come back and don't want to rewind it to start from the scene I was on. (Why spoil the fun for both?). Some minutes later, we get corporation water. The supply is timed, so Yogesh has to fill it up and store it. He misses a few scenes, but the movie continues, don't know for whom? This happens on and off.

Later when I see that he is not going to be around for a long time, I rewind to watch it, and he does the same. So actually we end up watching the same movie multiple times, in random scene order and making up the story in our heads. I don't understand why film editors take so much trouble compiling it! Thus, over the weekend and 2 more days, I have still not seen the entire movie and have also lost the desire to see it.

But it rained - Parikarma

This was more than 10 years ago.

Back then, me and Namita were teenagers, and mani was a kid. We loved MTV, Channel V, and Star TV (which is Star World now). Each day after school/college, when mom n dad were in office, our afternoon was dedicated to watching music videos and hearing all sorts of songs in huge volume! We watched X-Files and Friends re-runs, and Highlander.

Golden days, yeah.

Here's a song that me and my sisters used to hear when we were way too young. Asmita may not have liked it as much, yet we played it loud. I was thinking of this song in office last month but couldnt remember the lyrics. A few days back, when I was in Asmita's car, she up'ed the volume of the radio amidst the traffic, and I was transformed back to my younger years. I used to love this song. It was touchy. The video was way too sad. (I was always a sad-songs-person.) When I read about it online I knew why. Click here to read the story. http://www.parikrama.com/bir/story.html. Here are the lyrics.

BUT IT RAINED

BY PARIKARMA

Wrapped in a polythene tucked away safe in my mind
A little goodbye maybe or just a passing smile

The birds fly away to the southern sky searching a home
A bunch of paper flowers or a little boy left all alone
Can somebody hear me I'm screaming from so far away
Morning who will calm you now, the evening is eclipsed again

Well does life get any better
More yesterday than today
How I thought the sun would shine tomorrow
But it rained . . .

They justified the cause for which Daddy might give up his life
It's been so long, so long a time, still I miss Daddy at night
The ache is long gone but the never keeps staring along
The waters in the seas are high
and all the sand castles have drowned

Well does life get any better
More yesterday than today
How I thought the sun would shine tomorrow
But it rained . . .


You must hear the song, the music is heart touching....

Who says love can’t be bought?

For the past week and a half, Yogesh had gone to Bangalore, Mysore, and other places and it really, really, really upset me.

Firstly, I am already stressed with balancing the baby along with my job. I need a break for a few days that he hasn’t planned as yet. (I hope you are reading Yogesh). So yes, I was envious. How does he get a trip for a week, while I slog alone!

Secondly, with him going out of Pune, it upset my whole routine. I had to drive to office and back 30 km every day. I had to handle Arya when I was back since he wasn’t around to carry him when I was doing something else. I slept 2 hours later than my usual time each night!

Most importantly, Arya’s nanny also decided to bunk for 7 days without any notice, multiplying my troubles! My anger kept on increasing everyday, so much so that I could literally burn him with a glance.

He finally came back yesterday. I avoided speaking to him. He had got few toys for Arya. One of them is a yellow furry duckling. You wind the spring and it starts jumping and walking ahead. Arya gave a crackling laugh when he saw it jump. He too jumped on top of the duck and grabbed it. Next Yogesh showed me some accessories he had got for me. I didn’t budge.

Last but not the least, he showed me a Mysore silk dress material today morning. Oh, it was beautiful! Of course I couldn’t ignore it. I loved it. He really has a good eye for dresses… I wonder how, but it did win me back!

If you are still reading, Yogesh, I still do need a vacation, and movies, and shopping, and dinners out, and all the pampering, so start planning!

Arya's talking!

Yea, he was talking in his own language for a long time with words like Aaaiee, Paapaa, Ajee, Atya, mamma, etc. but never meaningfully addressing people or objects.

On Sunday the 6th of May, we were going to Kandala for Pranjal's 3rd birthday. She is Arya's cousin. Arya already got the vibes that we were going out, so he kept roaming behind people to get him ready too. He even cooperated with wearing the diaper!

When we were almost done, my dad started calling to people "Chala, Chala, Chala lavkar" and began walking towards the door. Arya understood and shouted "Chala, Chala!!!" He too walked to the door. I was so thrilled! I wished Yogesh was there to see it! It was the first time Arya said something with understanding. And I can't believe my baby's first words were not 'mamma' or 'papa', but 'Chala'!

He didn't repeat the same words again when we prompted, but when we came back my aunt asked me to get the water bottle to the kitchen, and Arya said - "Batli (bottle)"

Now I have to decide if I like being called 'Aai' or 'Mamma'!