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Tuesday, June 14, 2011

My Baby-Tanushya


Now, I understand what beautiful phase motherhood is after becoming a mother. I have always understood the meaning of the term and respected its importance but never ever I had felt its gravity like I do now. She has my eyes but stole brown colour of pupils from her dad. She has my smile but chubby cheeks like her father. She has brown hair like me. She is the essence of our life. We were merely two beings living in the world and she gave meaning to us. She defines what we are and has made our life wonderful. If you want to see her million dollars smile then greet her good morning and you will marvel at the response she gives.   
She is a quick learner.  A few lovely achievements in her kitty:

v  She has learned how to sit and can do so without support for 2 minutes and then a jerk and a quick call for mammaJ.
v  While bathing Tashu takes support of bath tub and doesn’t allow me to help her. Earlier she used to give me lots of trouble but now she loves bathing, the splash of cold water on her body.
v  She holds her bottle while taking feed. Getting independent hunh!
v  She talks and talks in her own beautiful language. And, the sound of her voice is a sweet melody to my ears.
v  She loves watching CN & sports channels.  When a commentator gets close to the screen she feels they are talking to her and starts giggling and kicking her legs in excitement.
v  She has learned how to change position and turn with the call of her name.  I never find her in same place on bed where I tucked in.
Tashu is not a child who gives nightmares to parents. She is silent and happy-go-lucky kid. Give her toys, switch on Cartoon Network and she is busy. I can do my work then!  She never sleeps sound.  Even a slight noise wakes her up and that pains me a lot. 
At times I wonder how much I love her and have simply forgotten all the pains I endured during caesarean.  One thing I cannot tolerate is Tashu crying. This doens’t means I give or would give into her wrong demands. Of course, every mother knows and understands what is right and wrong for kids.
Just watch her sleeping and you will fall in love with her. She smiles, frowns, and makes faces during sleep.  A beauty my eyes never be-held before!
It's wonderful to see your child grow. Registering her every gesture, expression, and movement in your mind and living every moment time and again is so blissful. Deepak usually gets late to office which has become a norm now since last one year. But, these days his daughter's smiles & giggles doesn't let him get ready for his office. We used to fight over his laptop and Internet fixation all the time after office hours. Now, seems Tashu has taken over this mania and he gets too engrossed in her little games of snatching cell phone, pulling Tata Photon out of the jack, kicking his laptop. Thanks to her!
 To simply put into words, this transition in my life-
"Gar firdaus, ruhe zamin ast, hamin asto, hamin asto, hamin asto."- If there is a heaven on earth, it's here, it's here, it's here.
Okay, now I have to stop typing as Tanushya Sharma is struggling to get hold of laptop and give her autograph on FB lol!
 There will be more of Tanushya (Tashu), parenting (as I learn), motherhood, and babies till then ciao!


Wednesday, June 8, 2011

A Hope!


Rise like a Phoenix from the ashes. This is what I try to remind myself. It is usually when I gear my broken and torn wings together to take a flight afresh. But, a small jolt of wind threatens me. It stops me from coming out of my shell and face the world. It seems my senses have become too sensitive to respond to the outside world. It’s been long since I am in the closet.
I failed. No, it would be better to say, I have failed myself utterly when there was the chance of winning the game, just a step away. I could have achieved a lot but deterred myself and wasted my creative energy in pining and cribbing.  Now, time is gone far beyond imagination and I cannot stretch my hands to get even some fractions of it. Yet, the flame is still burning, deep within the heaps of ashes. Can you see the flickering light, it’s me still breathing. Yet, hope has not deserted me completely.
I’ll rise like a Phoenix from the ashes.

An Introspection- Desperately Required!

What do we understand by boredom? Is it a phase when you feel your senses are going numb and you have just nothing to do and think of? Or maybe it is a moment when you are not ready to come out of that hard coated shell of yours which shuns you entirely from the world of creativity. This is what boredom is for me. A forced deprivation from life around!
What I have understood so far is that nobody can ever be bored without initiating the process by them. You stop doing what is good and interesting just because of one reason or the other and then call life a damned job. Isn’t it? If this is not the case with you then maybe I am being too subjective. This is what happens with me. A slight incident or the accident in my doings may cause me to land into a state of utter depravity. I stop feeding myself with the new thoughts and ideas. Shun myself from the world around and people. Start hating everything and despising the very fact of being alive.
Negative thoughts and complexes have become most likeable sport these days. And, the fact is that I know what all is happening with me but there is something that’s stopping me from coming out of this utter delusional state of my mind. I am prone to all this forced exile from both the actual and virtual world. I start doubting people whom I love; I seek attention of everyone around me like a kid who doesn’t want its mother to leave its side and be a company to someone else. It’s horrible to know everything about yourself!
I hated this side of my character always but find it impossible to evade this behavioural flaw in me. At this age it’s still tolerable but what if I grew up into a frustrated old hag later in life. No wonder!

Friday, June 3, 2011

Banana Ice-Cream!


All of you may be wondering what have become of me. Where I have lost? But, here, from past one year i.e. during entire term of my pregnancy I was busy cooking and baking. Lo! What I have discovered is a new me- a complete homemaker who loves cooking and hosting dinners and lunches for kith and kin.  Prior marriage I never put myself into the shoes that leads one to kitchen but seems these days I wear those shoes only.

I wanted to make some ice-cream for Deepak, found one good recipe on Google which was simple and a quickie too for a mother of 5 month baby (who is always running short of time). So, here is the recipe for you-

Banana ice-cream- peel and put four bananas into the grinder. Add a spoon of corn flour and some lime juice into it. Grind them well. Keep a steel container in the freezer and let the frost surface on it for 10 minutes. Pour the mixture from the grinder into the container and keep it back into the freezer.  After 40-45 minutes you will find a crust of ice. Break it with hand beater and beat it until smooth again.  Keep it back to the freezer and repeat the same process after 30 minutes.  Leave it for 30 more minutes in the freezer. Scoop it with style and serve!