Friday, June 27, 2014
Elevator ride
Aai
"Aai!", you shout for me. "Aai ga!", if I am not paying attention. That is the first word you said, when you were just five days old. When you were tired and hungry, and I took a bit longer than usual to come to you and offer you milk, "aai!"came out of your lips, and made my heart rend and rush to you.
Now you call everybody aai. Everybody, who you think is close to you and is of use to you. Anybody who will do stuff at your bidding. That is your dad, grandparents, maushi, our cook, Ashu, her mother. All except mama. He only, is your mama.
Now you call everybody aai. Everybody, who you think is close to you and is of use to you. Anybody who will do stuff at your bidding. That is your dad, grandparents, maushi, our cook, Ashu, her mother. All except mama. He only, is your mama.
Metro
We took you to Rasika mama's house, from whose window, you could see the metro running every ten minutes. And Pampya mama taught you how the metro runs. Same action as we did for a steam engine. But from your point of view it is the other way round, which has become your symbol for metro. So youbcome to me, your fresh diaper in hand, put it on your foot, telling me to help you wear it, and sign metro, to take you out for a ride. And how excited you become when webare going out into the metro!
Mad about Mama
You have taken an infinite liking for Onkar mama. You go crazy with joy when he comes home, you blush to look at him, and we can make you do anything on the promise that doing it will get you to see mama. You wake upnfrom your naps and as soon as you have had your fill of dudu, you want mama. Or mau. Or show me a bau.
Friday, June 13, 2014
Shaurya
Today, I want to tell you, how you got your name.
When I was carrying you, we were going crazy trying to think of a modern, yet traditional and Indian name for you. As we did not know your sex, we should have been thinking of both girl and boy names. But as it was, we would end up talking about only boy names. And none of them made it to our shortlist, till your 7th month, even.
Then one lazy Sunday, we wanted to go haunt our favorite eatery at the Inorbit Mall, for a brunch and when we were riding back from the place, entirely sated by the cheese and tomato-filled good stuff, we saw that the galli we usually took on our way back, lead us straight into a jam! And while your Papa was doing his best to maneuver through that un-budging group of bikes and cars, I felt a jolt from the wheel getting bumped on a pothole. And Papa was apologetic as ever, you know how he is with you, that nothing should ever trouble you, and I felt scared too, because the bump was big, and then I thought, my kid is super strong, he is of a warrior-like nature, fighter, brave, courageous, Shaurya!
And that's when I knew it was your name.
P.S. There is another part to the story of your name. All my life I have been looking for answers, to the questions of life, and one of them being what makes the difference. And here I tell you, son, what differentiates the men from boys, or from those who make it and those who fail. It is Shaurya! Courage, Valor separates the men from the boys. Those who make it have nothing more but the courage to go where the heart trembles but victory beckons.
When I was carrying you, we were going crazy trying to think of a modern, yet traditional and Indian name for you. As we did not know your sex, we should have been thinking of both girl and boy names. But as it was, we would end up talking about only boy names. And none of them made it to our shortlist, till your 7th month, even.
Then one lazy Sunday, we wanted to go haunt our favorite eatery at the Inorbit Mall, for a brunch and when we were riding back from the place, entirely sated by the cheese and tomato-filled good stuff, we saw that the galli we usually took on our way back, lead us straight into a jam! And while your Papa was doing his best to maneuver through that un-budging group of bikes and cars, I felt a jolt from the wheel getting bumped on a pothole. And Papa was apologetic as ever, you know how he is with you, that nothing should ever trouble you, and I felt scared too, because the bump was big, and then I thought, my kid is super strong, he is of a warrior-like nature, fighter, brave, courageous, Shaurya!
And that's when I knew it was your name.
P.S. There is another part to the story of your name. All my life I have been looking for answers, to the questions of life, and one of them being what makes the difference. And here I tell you, son, what differentiates the men from boys, or from those who make it and those who fail. It is Shaurya! Courage, Valor separates the men from the boys. Those who make it have nothing more but the courage to go where the heart trembles but victory beckons.
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