Thursday, August 09, 2012

First Wedding Anniversary in Nivati-Bhogve, Tarkarli, Malwan, continued...

This is a continuation of a previous article. I saw that I haven’t finished writing the complete account of my First wedding anniversary trip. Click here to read the first article.

Our first day was spent visiting Tarkarli, Malwan and Sindhudurg fort. Here's the next day.

26th Dec, Early Morning:

Devbagh-Nivati-Bhogve visit: The next day we woke up and decided to visit the Devbagh beach.

We took directions from our home stay owner ‘Namita’. (We were staying at the 'Namita beach resort', a home-stay facility facing the Tarkarli beach.) From our home stay, the walk to the tourist boats was just 1.5 km and a pleasant one. There were lots of boats around offering to ferry to the divine destinations Devbagh-Nivati-Bhogve beaches.

We booked one such boat. The ferry started and we saw a beautiful sight of seagulls. They flew up as a flock, the moment our boat passed them. There were so many! I had only seen such a scene in movies.

The cruise booking agents do tell us that we can see Dolphins here, but we weren't so lucky. Actually, I think this is just a gimmick.

We took around 40 minutes of the lovely boat journey to reach a small cliff. I was confused when our boat slowed down. In a moment I saw another movie scene - a beach, totally secluded from the world by rocky cliffs on 3 sides! It was the Nivati-Bhogve beach.

The waters were clear as glass and you could walk for about 60 meters into the sea and yet the water level stayed just at your waist. The sand was white and the waters blue. Boats were anchored in middle of the sea. There was a small crowd of people having fun. The beach is extremely clean and spotless. There are no vendors selling food, water and drinks (So you have to get those with you).

Me and Yogesh tried everything - diving, swimming and floating in the waters, even though we didn't know how. It was amazing. Yogesh kept teaching me how to dive and I kept drowning in the waist deep water.

We climbed on one of the cliffs and saw the sight around. It was breathtaking. I didn’t want to leave this place at all!

Next we stopped at the Devbagh beach. It is a small beach with no vendors around - a gift for the eyes.

We also stopped by to have the famous Malvani Ghavan. A villager would get few ghavan's (It is just like dosa but very very soft), and tea from his hut nearby and sell them on this temporary island. It was our bad luck that Ghavan's got over before we reached him. I could guess how tasty they were though, looking at people smacking their lips. We had a few cold drinks and left. Our boat brought us back to Tarkarli.

From here, we went back to our homestay and packed for our journey back to Malvan at 12.00pm. We had reservations for Pune on the evening bus that left at around 6.00pm.

We thanked the owner of Namita beach resort’ for the tasty food and hospitality.

26th Dec, Afternoon: When we reached Malwan, we had lot of time on hands. So we booked an auto to show us some good sights nearby. He took us to…

The Ganpati temple: This was built by 'Salgaonkars' the owners of 'Kalaniryana' calendar. It is a relatively new temple, and a peaceful and beautiful one. There are 2 beautiful baby elephants at the entrance that I liked the most. There are carvings on the pillars and roof.

The Rock Garden: This is a small garden adjoining the cliffs at the sea. It takes about 15 minutes to reach here from Malwan bus stand. The garden is mediocre and has a red toy train (Kids would love it. I didn’t have Arya back then) The rocky cliffs are amazing to look at. The waves lash at them forming white foam all around. There are numerous crabs - small and big, scary to look at under every rock. We need to be extremely cautious while walking on these rocks. They are sharp and the waves are powerful.

Lastly, we went to a small 'Math' by a saint (like a monastery), few kilometers away from Malwan.

26th Dec, Evening: The auto dropped us back at Malwan ST stand well in time.

We did some shopping for Amba vadi, Fanis poli, Kokam syrup, Awla syrup, and waited for the bus.

When the bus came by, there gathered a huge crowd around it in an instant. People were throwing bags, clothes, caps inside to book seats before boarding the bus. Thankfully we had done a prior reservation. Most of these people had to go as standees. I had never seen so many standees in any bus before. Another new experience for me.

27th Dec, Early Morning: We reached Swargate, Pune at 5.30 am in the Morning.

The anniversary was a very memorable one. Again, no matter how many times I visit Konkan, it never fails to rejuvenate me.

Wednesday, August 08, 2012

My Guilt - being a working mom

Few friends said that as time passes, you will get used to it. Others said that it never goes away, it grows.

“The guilt of leaving your baby behind to go to work.”

All working moms know what I mean. I used to believe that I was not a sentimental person, and ambitious as I am, I wanted to pursue my career to reach where I wanted to. But a baby changed many things. Now although I still have career aspirations, they diminish the moment I see Arya in tears when I leave the house for work.

Yes, I have tried everything. First, I tried taking him to another room before leaving, with my aunt distracting him. I used to leave the room stealthily. He outgrew that. He now knows why we take him there and refuses to leave the living room.

Second, we tried convincing him that we are taking him along for a walk. He gets all hyped up and my aunt strolls with him in the corridor. I leave the moment he turns to the other side. I hear his cries when I go about a floor down.

It is heartbreaking to see your child wave goodbye to you with tears in his eyes. Especially when he now knows you are distracting him, and he evades your tactics trying to outsmart you but failing in the end. No child would understand why you leave him for 10 hours a day everyday.

Arya notices us getting ready, wearing office attire, having tea. He cries the moment I wear my jacket and Yogesh gets his helmet.

What provoked me to write this article?
Yesterday, Yogesh picked up the helmet to leave. Arya began crying. I wanted to hold him close to make him stop for now. But he didn’t come to me, knowing that I will hand him over to my aunt after few seconds.

He wanted to be smarter and went to the door, waiting. I told him that he was going too, so he should wear his Chappals. He wore them eagerly and came out to wait for the elevator, clapping and talking loudly in his language. I was so broken inside. How could I leave like this, betraying his trust and feelings?

Yogesh went down and I waited on my floor. My aunt and I took him to a neighbor’s bicycle, away from the elevator. She hid him and I sneaked away. When I was about a floor down, I heard his screams. He realized I was gone after all!

When I was leaving my building parking, I saw him standing near the bedroom window looking at the road (I wave goodbye to him every day from the road. He waves too). But yesterday he didn’t wave. He just looked the bike going away, with a sad face, and so much hurt.

I couldn’t stop my tears all the way to the office and I could see his face all through the day. I wanted the day to be over as soon as possible, to meet him again.

When I went home, that little guy actually danced with joy in little circles to see both of us. I hugged him and spent every moment of the evening with him.

I’ve tried to think it over – being a work from home consultant, to quit my career totally, or to start my own shop someday. Each will be a life changing decision. But whatever I chose, the guilt would always stay – in some form or the other.

I guess women suffer at their own hands. We choose our own path - to work or be a stay at home mom, and yet we want the best of both worlds.

I guess that is being a women and a mother. Joy, yet there’s suffering. Pain, yet there’s so much happiness.

Thursday, August 02, 2012

Arya's baby talk in Marathi

मी:     आर्य?
आर्य:  काSई

मी :    शोनुडी
आर्य:   काई

मी :    छ्कुडी
आर्य:   काई

मी :   योगेश
आर्य:   (no reply)

मी :    बब्बू
आर्य:   काई

याला कोणी सांगितले कि याची नेमकी कोणती नावे आहेत?

मी:    जेवण देऊ का?
आर्य:  नाइ

मी:    मार खायचा का?
आर्य:  नाइ

मी:    पप्पी पाहिजे?
आर्य:  नाई

नाही हा शब्द  लवकर शिकला पोरगा!

बाकी सकाळी सकाळी उठून "मा मा, मा मा, मम्मा" चालु होतं. आज तर 'पप्पा' सुद्धा म्हणत होता!

'ज'  नीट म्हणता येत नाही. आजीला 'आई' म्हणतो.

पाण्याला 'पाई' किंवा 'पाली' असा म्हणतो. Ball ला 'बा'  म्हणतो.

'दुदु' म्हणायचा ऐवजी  'जुजु' म्हणतो, आणी ते  पण ओठ  पूर्ण चंबू करून.