Month: July 2010

Favorite words

We finally have mined through all the words that we speak and come up with two we love above all else.

Buzz khaana khaalo

Buzz have dinner

Naiiin

No
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Dump whatever food is in her mouth

Aa OO

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 Buzz table pe se neeche utro

Buzz get down from the table

Naiiin

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Throws a toy under the bed that she can’t reach

Aa OO

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Tired of walking after a while. Stop walking. Look at Maa/Paa. Hands in the air

Naiiin

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Does something she is not supposed to do and knows will be scolded for that

Aa OO

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End of the bath:

Chalo khade ho..baahar aao

Get up, come out.

Naiiin

To Maa jaaein

Maa is leaving.

Looks on with big eyes

Maa walks off. Comes back in less than a min, to see all the bath toys thrown out of the bathtub. The minute Maa is spotted.

Aa OO

 

Waaa waaa waaa

Remember when I did the post about Buzz hitting the stool because it hurt her? Yeah that one. So since then I have been trying to teach her not to hit anything that hurts her.

A scenario that repeats itself multiple times a day goes something like so:

Buzz is running around playing. Not paying attention to where she is going. Which results in her hitting say, ‘a wall’ and hurting herself. She then comes crying to me holding the body part hurt, say ‘her head’ and pointing to the said ‘wall’, all the while whining and massaging the said hurt ‘head’. When she tries to run back to go hit the poor ‘wall’ for the sheer audacity of hurting Buzz, I pick her up, walk up to the wall and precede to talk to the wall.

Gandi deewaar..Buzz ko maarti hei..Maarna achi baat nahien hoti..aage se mat maarna..theek hei

(Bad wall. You hit Buzz. Hitting is not a good thing to do. Don’t hit again. OK)

After which Buzz goes back to her toys and I go back to doing whatever it was I was doing before.

True to form the same thing happened again a few days back. Buzz slipped and fell down. Came running to me, massaging her leg, pointing to the floor. And then ran right back to the floor. Sat down almost exactly where she fell down. Pointed index finger at the floor and said:

Waaa waaa waa waa waaa

in the exact same tone I scold the various objects around the house. I promptly fell down on the floor clutching my stomach laughing hard.

Daughters of mine

Somewhere along my journey in to the blog world, I got adopted. Don’t remember when..don’t remeber how..but I am e-Maa now. And the more I get to know my e-daughter..the more amazed I am at similarities between her and Buzz. Somewhere between getting really mad at Buzz and being upset about her e-Akka I started making a mental list of things that both of them do, which drives me nuts.

What better way to get it all out of my system than to blog about it. So here goes nothing:

  • Drama Queens: One takes up half the blog world in her torn chaddi till there is absolutely no one standing in her way. Bites and scratches at every perceived slight. Talaks at a minutes’ notice. And has perfected the art of 🙄 . The other can be seen laying down on the floor face down, hands and legs flailing, big fat tears running down her cheeks just because she did not get her way. Oh and if she starts the drama on a hardwood floor, is also seen slowly crawling towards the carpet so that she can continue her full-blown drama in complete comfort.
  • Dinner haters: Battles are fought over dinner. Every single morsel going in is measured and weighed. One throws out food showed in her mouth. The other refuses to have dinner all together making a meal out of yoghurt.
  • Sleep resisters: We have no concept of how to get some sleep. NONE. One will whine and crib, but will not switch her laptop long enough to catch a shut-eye. And if the unthinkable happens and the eyes refuse to stay open, she can be found up and online at the weirdest of hours, ‘because I slept no Maa’. Someone needs to dunk that laptop in water or something. Just need to find that someone and bribe him/her. Is there someone out there?? Can anyone hear me?? The other..sigh..if only the other one stops moving for a minute, sleep would take over. But no Sir..that goes against the very grain. So move..move..move..till Maa gets so mad that her options are to step out of the room or hit something 😐 Maa chooses to step out of the room and cry angry tears.
  • Restless souls: Action is life. Staying still is not an option. One is always running from one thing to other. One toy..to a book..to the blocks..to the stackable train..to climbing on the couch..to hanging off the couch..to running to the door wanting out..to.. who knows what. Always on the move to make poor Maa’s head spin and leave the house a complete mess. The other..well the other is always on the go in a different sense. Can’t take a day off and relax. Even half a day spend home doing nothing is a call for big sad faces..crib fest..constant reference to ‘I am bored’..’I need to do something’.
  • Laptop hogs: Laptop is life for one. Cannot stay away from it. It is the last thing she looks at before sleep takes over. And the first thing her hand reaches out to when she opens her eyes in the morning. The other..oh give her the laptop and she can find shortcut keys that Maa/Paa have not figured out. Open things that leaves Maa scratching her head. Laptop is her favorite toy and her eyes always follow Maa just in case Maa’s hands touch the laptop. Then everything is dropped and she comes running. Bangs on it..sees things move..new things open up. What fun I tell you..NOT.
  • Toothbrush lovers: Aah toothbrush. One can chew and chew on hers with her eight tiny little teeth and then cry big big tears when that poor mangled thing is taken from her. The other can’t stop talking about brushing her teeth and flaunting her one extra teeth that Brahma gave her.
  • Language Coach: I am learning two new languages right now. And this is when I am bad at languages. My head hurts with all the extra work. But I now have learned meanings of ‘po’..’poren’ (with propah pronunciation) ..’paavam’ ..’illa’ ..’sollu’ ..’abhishtu’ ..’maramandai’. I am also finally deciphering Buzz talk. Shoe, sit and fish are all sheee. Moon, more, cow moos are all mooo.
  • Joy givers: There the reason I keep both of them around. Because at the end of the day, a single happy smile from them makes me smile. Their outlook to life and constant chatter is infectious. They smile..they laugh..they giggle..they make life interesting.

I always heard people say no parents have similar kids. They are always poles apart. So I wonder how did I get stuck with two of the same kind? Two daughters who press all my motherly buttons the exact same way? Sigh.. whatever. Buzz and her e-Akka..two daughters of mine. And I am keeping them.

Tumne naa jaana..ke mein deewana

Mountain L:

Lekar aaya huin, dil kaa nazraana..
Mere dil ke hai jo daastaan.
Sunoo na sunoo na sunoo na..
Humsafar mujh he ko chunlo na.

Mountain R:

*Looks away..nose in the air* all the time *mann mein ladoo phooting*

You people made this the perfect June and I can’t thank you enough for it. I had so much fun hosting these contest, reading all the comments and working with the Jury to pick the winners. As the month ends..the contests come to an end too. But who knows might bring them back once in a while..when work catches up again and I want to read something funny 🙂

Now on to the winners:

Ms Rays: For counting crows
Dido: Aur tum 😀
Piyu: Sigh humans
Ms. SmartAss: For a clean sweep of all the contest with her amazing wit.. this time for ‘Passing Gas’

Congratulations all four of you. You ladies rock 😀 😀

Sinfully me

A tag that has taken the blog world by storm – ‘My Sins against Gender-Stereotypes’. Created by IHM and passed on to me by The Bald Guy and Priya

Here goes my list of 10 things that I have done which I am not supposed to as a woman:

  1. I kept my last name after I got married.
  2. I was forever the first one to climb trees and climb the highest. Roll in the mud and come out the dirtiest. Take a fall and come back with scraped knees.
  3. I have stayed alone in an empty hostel which generally bustles with 100+ women and not cared there was no one around.
  4. I was the resident ‘Chipkali Chaser’ during the hostel days.
  5. I have travelled alone more times than I can count, taking both domestic and international trips. One of which included taking a 3 month old baby to India and back. The number of raised eyebrows for that one where too many to count.
  6. I hate shopping with a vengeance and am known to avoid it as much as I can.
  7. I don’t go the whole makeup/jewelry route. Most of the makeup stuff I got (read was bought for me) during the wedding has not been opened yet (read one lipstick and one eyeliner got opened and are now eating dust as well). Same goes for jewelry. The only jewelry I wear is my wedding band.
  8. I work late, weekends when I have to. I have been known to come home way past midnight when work takes over.
  9. I am the official ‘read the instruction manual and figure out how things will fit together’ in the assemble it yourself gadgets and furniture that we buy. And am known for finishing most of these task by myself.
  10. I love to drive and can never be one of those who will not drive when a guy is around. I like the sense of being in control, at going the speed I want to, at taking the route I want to take. No inputs required. Thank You very much.

I would like to tag Misty, Piyu, DI, Rani, Sonia, Geeta, AHK, Chatterbox, Doli, Dido, Dew and  Maverickshree (that is 12 of them right.. Phew). So go on ladies take up the tag.