Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Postponing Happiness
Strange isn't it, but as we grow older we tend to sway more and more towards postponing our happiness for the sake of others. It could be a well- deserved one hour nap, a quick destressing trip to the parlour, that book we've heard so much about but not read, that off-White kurta you've always wanted to wear with the bandhini dupatta.
Yet somewhere, duties towards spouse, kids, family, extended family reigns over the need to grab that one tiny speck of happiness.
And then you either start eroding or melting into the common happiness pot for all.
Where does that leave YOU?
Monday, January 2, 2012
Bette Davis eyes
Sometimes they sparkle with a hint of mischief
Sometimes they twinkle with a knowing smile
Sometimes they speak to me with an unfathomable sadness
Sometimes they look at things with a wisdom far beyond your months
Sometimes they evoke fear in me
Sometimes they thrill me with your unexpressed laughter
Sometimes they are quizzical
Sometimes they are appreciative
Sometimes they are determined
But
they are always full of love
I love your eyes.
Sunday, January 1, 2012
The first post
There's something so appealing about firsts.
The first day of the first month of a new year. It holds so much promise. It beckons you with possibilities, the opportunity to make them reality and offers you the chance to keep that momentum going by further dreams. A vast 364 days to live all that you couldn't. Do all what you didn't. Say all that you couldn't. It reminds you there's so much life in life. And that you, can make that change - to live, and not just exist.
2012
Well a new year is upon us. This year its different. I have the one thing, i've longed for the most and now cherish the most, right here in my lap - my very own baby.
From the time of secretly admiring other friends' babies to playing ruefully with nieces and nephews, from reading The Secret twice to wondering how long it would take for my own visualisation to become reality, i have worked hard to get this dolly in my life.
I will ensure that i spend every minute of my life caring for her. And that, is my goal for 2012.
Friday, December 30, 2011
Too much of a good thing?
This time I've broken off from my regular mommy posts to ponder a bit on this. When well meaning relatives decide whats 'best' for you- and keep doing the same thing over and over again- what do you call it? Foolhardiness? Shortsightedness on their part or just plain stubbornness? And when, you decide not to say anything- not because you can't, but because you are too well mannered to, are you solely to blame for the anguish you heap upon yourself?
Monday, November 21, 2011
The best gift!
Having a baby is the best gift one can give oneself.
It calls for a complete overhaul of one's body, a complete renewal of faith in your spouse and trust in your household helps.
Finally you realise what your mum must have felt when you rebelled against her in those teen years. What your dad must've gone through when you returned home late- I'm still at the frustration of you're-not-eating- enough stage.
It's interesting to have a baby because you see the world in a new light. Suddenly mundane things like eating food take on a new meaning as you introduce the first morsel of solid food to your baby. All things surrounding you appear in a new light- the light of discovery through little eyes, framed by curly eyelashes.
My daughter is just 5 months yet & these have been the best months of my life.
As one of my friends- another new mommy- wrote in her blog- the baby happened so she could live- MY baby happened too, so I could re-live my life.
Love you, my baby!
It calls for a complete overhaul of one's body, a complete renewal of faith in your spouse and trust in your household helps.
Finally you realise what your mum must have felt when you rebelled against her in those teen years. What your dad must've gone through when you returned home late- I'm still at the frustration of you're-not-eating- enough stage.
It's interesting to have a baby because you see the world in a new light. Suddenly mundane things like eating food take on a new meaning as you introduce the first morsel of solid food to your baby. All things surrounding you appear in a new light- the light of discovery through little eyes, framed by curly eyelashes.
My daughter is just 5 months yet & these have been the best months of my life.
As one of my friends- another new mommy- wrote in her blog- the baby happened so she could live- MY baby happened too, so I could re-live my life.
Love you, my baby!
Saturday, November 5, 2011
21 Weeks
Today my sweetest, best friend- my daughter, turns 21 weeks.
These have been the most tumultuous 21 weeks of my life, with nothing- I repeat nothing- even measuring close to the blissfulness and helplessness I feel at times.
21 weeks- of watching a tiny fist grow to a well manoeuvred hand.
21 weeks- of seeing phases of not eating, not sleeping and then finally experiencing heaven when my best friend falls asleep on my shoulder
21 weeks- of seeing a baby transform into my closest ally who is the best listener in the world- she even acknowledges my rants with appropriate squeals or grunts!
Love you, my daughter- my best friend.
PS- she is my best friend for home. For outside, it is still my younger sister, without whom my world is incomplete.
These have been the most tumultuous 21 weeks of my life, with nothing- I repeat nothing- even measuring close to the blissfulness and helplessness I feel at times.
21 weeks- of watching a tiny fist grow to a well manoeuvred hand.
21 weeks- of seeing phases of not eating, not sleeping and then finally experiencing heaven when my best friend falls asleep on my shoulder
21 weeks- of seeing a baby transform into my closest ally who is the best listener in the world- she even acknowledges my rants with appropriate squeals or grunts!
Love you, my daughter- my best friend.
PS- she is my best friend for home. For outside, it is still my younger sister, without whom my world is incomplete.
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