Ordinary days that are not so common

Yesterday evening I asked Yogesh to stop by a fish vendor. He agreed immediately, bringing a smile to my lips.

Arya was handled by Yogesh/Maushi while I cooked the fish.

I loved the steaming aroma of fish in the house. Rice, fish and dal – yea I love it. It is a soul food for me and a comfort food too. I should have been born in Bengal or Kerala I guess. Both guys in my house love it too, so no complains.

Had a restful night’s sleep and no early morning car driving lessons today.

The sky is lightly clouded and the weather is coldish.

I had called up Arya’s maid. He seemed to be playing as his voice reached me from her phone. I told her to teach him some words like tea, coffee, water, ball, bat, etc.

I can’t complain about work load in office. I’m just doing some avra-avri i.e. some data organizing on my laptop for ready reference next time.

Work-desk got shifted, but I didn’t mind much. I’m not going to let this spoil my day!

Now I’m sitting at my deck sipping a cup of hot lemon tea and writing this blog.

The only thing missing is my favorite coarse plain brown shawl and a pillow and I’m done! (I love the rough texture of that shawl. It feels very cozy.)

Ordinary days  - I love them.

About the cell phone

I forgot my cell phone at home and going to the canteen for mango juice (Wonder if mango pulp juice is as nutritious as a real mango juice. But that’s another story.) It is amazing to walk free i.e. to forget carrying wallet and stash some cash in the jeans pocket, to forget the mobile at home and walk with free hands and most importantly to walk without a care.

We women don’t have such huge pockets in our formals and on our shirts too. Salwars don’t have pockets at all unless you choose to be un-fashionable. Jeans are a savior with just a little space for your cell and cash. But you need to be careful all the time such that it doesn’t fall when you sit. I have lost one of my prized cell phone that way.

BTW, Arya is learning by leaps and bounds. From a couple of months now, he can talk on the phone. No he can’t actually talk yet. But he knows the phone gesture lingo. i.e. to hold the phone to the ear, always keep walking when you talk, talk few words in a loud voice (Aaaah? Haan? Olaay, etc.), laugh a few times, rush to the phone when it rings and raise both the hands as if saying who could it be?

He talks with my mom and dad, replies to their comments in his own language.

The best part is, he knows when the phone is on loud speaker and in that case doesn’t hold the phone to the ear but in front of his mouth! Cutie pie.

That’s it! I hate being hit.

Timepass post...

Mom was visiting me last weekend. Arya was playing around as usual. Whenever he came by to kiss or hug me, I involuntarily held both my hands around my face and head. If I am not as alert (or if I am eating something) and Yogesh is around, he protectively holds his hands in front of my face to save me, from a head-butt. My mom was surprised and even scolded me for being like that with my own baby.

Arya has been head banging a lot since birth. What concerns me though is that instead of banging his head on a wall or furniture, he bangs it on mine. He runs towards me in playful mood and leaps on me. His head being heavier freely bangs against mine. No, it’s not painful for him.

A few days back, I was lying on sofa while he ran to me with his arms wide open. Looking at how sweet he looked, I forgot about the dangers of his action. Within a second he hit his forehead on my upper lip sending a sharp pain through all my teeth. I yelled. I cried. He didn’t get hurt as usual, but my upper lip was swollen. He sat there looking at me with tears in his eyes ‘cause he thought he had hurt mamma. I applied some ointment and held a hanky on it. Arya didn't like me hiding my face and so grabbed the cloth from my hand and put it on his lip! It’s been 5 days to it but my lip still pains when I chew.

And today he playfully hit me once again with his head, a full force blow on my left cheekbone. It's been several hours now but well...

I should get a helmet that I can wear around him or a cushion I can tie around his head.

I don’t think my mom would understand.

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BTW he has started hitting other kids during playtime, some even older than him. He hit my sisters daughters and my maids children. My maid's 3 year old daughter doesn't come to our house anymore 'cause Arya hits her. So much for thinking that my baby would be timid and bullied around in school. I have to curb this habit.