Its been a long time since my darling monsters have visited the 'Gandhi Park'. earlier every saturday i used to
take them, u know off by 5:00 pm but these days we have the insane..ridiculous...irritating...the ones with no
outcome meetings every saturday so no gandhi park.some saturdays my either of the twins are sick, some saturdays
its rainy, some saturdays my dearest husband refuses and the still remaining saturdays i don't want to go ..i mean
i watch my fav Mtv or surf useless things on net.The crux is they did not go to the park for a long lo long
time.yesterday i decided whatever happens tomorrow i will send them with their nana. I made them say a prayer cum
request to Allah so that it doesn't rain(It is raining heavily these days).My darling fizuli looked up innocently toward the ceiling and folded her hands in prayer and said'Allah pak kal
fija faris gandhi park jayenge...kal ghummi jayenge...kal barish nahin dena.....ok...tata tata Allah pak' i was so
impressed as well as amused by her. And yes if u want to hear about faris he looked at me and just said 'gandhi
park jaana hai'. today morning again fiza prayed her humble sweet prayer to Allah pak. Well everything said , me
being the event manager of the programme i did micro detailing of every part. morning time..afternoon lunch
time..sleep time....etc...etc...At exactly 3:30 the clouds were more than generous and it started raining like cats
& dogs...it was ,u can say' what a barish'' u could get u'r eardrums blasted by the downpour. so the plan was
shelved ,i became very upset ke my fizu prayed so sweetly but yet Allah pak did not hear her prayers...I came to do
iftaar in mommy's place and suddenly one idea struck kewhy not send them now i mean at 6:00 pm ...yes they all got
dressed and along with their nana they had a blast... in gandhi park
I wrote this post because of two things1. I wanted to pen down fizuna's prayer(believe me it was so sweet)
2. When we pray with our heart and soul..it will definitely be heard. see it started raining so heavily that the
micro detailing failed and the event manager sufferred a migraine attack, but Allah Pak has his plans , somehow he
made my kids go to Gandhi Park...he heard my fizuli's prayer.At first everything will look bleak but later he will
somehow pull us ashore.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
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Saturday, August 22, 2009
LOVE FOR SHARUKH
ERA 1:My sis was a crazy fan of Sharukh Khan in her childhood days...u know collecting his photos,postcards,posters,other things. I don’t remember the exact age of my strictly saggitarian sister when she first came with me to see the film ‘dilwale dulhanya le jayenge’ in ‘SAPNA’ theatre( the theatre which has becom really a sapna ) in portblair.i don’t even remenber my age then but yes it is long long back. I can start this with.........Once upon a time when tanki (‘nau’tanki not tank) had been to theatre with me to see the above stated film, the first scene shows kajol dreaming of a anjana guy and then THE SHAHRUKH enters on the big wide screen in front of us and my sister isdumbstruck and so ooooo shy that she is unable to look at him directly and she sees me instead and is giving me shy smiles.....that was when i realized her ‘LOVE FOR SHARUKH’.ERA 2: When fizuli was maybe 1yrs 3mnths ,suddenly she started becoming happy and started dancing whenever there is this particular man’s song on our television screen. Then she started squeaking with delight when he used to show his stupid face on the screen,later she learnt the name of this man somehow may be thro my maids who are more than interested in everything which comes on TV. One day as were watching TV in the evening and suddenly this man’s song is played ,my fizuna laughs and says ‘CHALUKH KAN’. Well yes this man was once again ‘SHARUKH KHAN’. He was the first and last male actor my sonali had recognized till today(she is 2 yrs 6 mnths). Once when both of my kids were flipping magazines ,suddenly my daughter saw sharukh’s face on a page inside and she was sooooo happy and gave him a lot of puppies( i mean kisses, and ya nobody told her ). We all were laughing and yes i realized once again her ‘LOVE FOR SHARUKH’. The other female actor which she realizes is kareena kapur.
PROFESSIONS
One day when i returned from office bhai asked me ‘kahan se aayee’. I was taken aback by the question , one man in the house was not enough that i had to answer the other man in the house also. Well before i could answer ,he posed another question ‘bank se aayee’.
Then another ‘mummy ischkool se nayee aayee’. Then i explained him that mummy badee hai isliye mummy school nahi jaati aur bhai chota baby hai isliye school jaata hai.
Then i asked fijuma ‘mamma khan kaam karti hain’ she answered BANK mein.then i asked her aur baba kahan kaam karte hai ‘CHENNAI mein’ was the answer. My kids are so much used to hearing that baba chennai gaye hai that they have made it his WORKPLACE. Great going dad......
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
few memories
1. My dearest baby faris started calling himself bhai when he first started talking.mostly babies get influenced by what other people call them, and my dear baby got his first influence from his twin baby sister whom we had taught to call bhai.fiza calls herself fiza and faris calls himself bhai.the first domination by fiza over faris which was followed by many others.
2. My baby first learnt the name ‘ baba’(father) instead of mama. Quite strange but he is a replica of his father in his baby days or infant days to be more specific.
3. Bhai is crazy about his baba, once his baba is at home then he cannot think other than his baba,he will be revolving like a small moon(which he truly is ...my chand...without any daag....i mean craters)around his baba.
4. The other two things which bhai is crazy bout is milk & eggs. He cannot have milk less than 200 ml. When he was in his thinny 1 year we never cared bout his love for milk. We used to feed him milk as we drink water (in a hope that he becomes fat...... which he eventually did). Now when he is 2 yrs 6mnths and weigh 17 kg and almost all the paediatricians telling us he is overweight, we have realised he is addicted to milk. Somehow he even comes to know about the measurement,i mean the mls which we give him, suppose if we give him 100 or 150 ml of milk,he yells ‘bhai aur dudh peega’. Yesterday night he got up and was crying and yelling ‘bhai ko dudh do’ and we had to give him..
5. He loves everything white......baba,milk and eggs.
6. Bhai has a thing for drawing...u know he is very creative..when he was a baby(he still is...i mean when he was litttttllllllle) he used to pile up all the building blocks according to their shapes, rectangular ones together square ones together and fizu was always interested in her bhai’s blocks whether they were few or more, whether good or bad. Similarly i gave them wax crayons for the first time this Sunday i.e16/08/2009 and they both were so different in their styles. Bhai had literally rubbed all the colors in the centre of the page and had emerged with one unique color whereas fizuli had used all the colors seperately one after another in a line and ya very lightly as if all the colors were lighter like light red,light black,light blue,light yellow u understand....one more thing which i noticed was that bhai had used colors to draw in the borders like he took hold of blue and rubbed in all the 4 corners of the paper,then he took pink agin all the 4 corners then another , then another. At the end the paper was nicely decorated in all the 4 corners so thats it my 2 yrs 6 mnths genius.
7. Fijuna had got hurt for the 1st time in the month of july when she was 2yrs and 6 mnths in school. Now this hurt was special coz she got a big bump on her head and it was there till evening. No nobody had pushed neither she had picked up a fight...she was jus daydreaming and had fallen from a height...the teachers were surprised that she did not cry (my brave fiju mama getting ready to face the big bad world). I will just describe her face: she had a big bump(size of an egg) on the forehead ,had a scar running under the eyes, a wound below her nose....u see she is soo perfect child.
2. My baby first learnt the name ‘ baba’(father) instead of mama. Quite strange but he is a replica of his father in his baby days or infant days to be more specific.
3. Bhai is crazy about his baba, once his baba is at home then he cannot think other than his baba,he will be revolving like a small moon(which he truly is ...my chand...without any daag....i mean craters)around his baba.
4. The other two things which bhai is crazy bout is milk & eggs. He cannot have milk less than 200 ml. When he was in his thinny 1 year we never cared bout his love for milk. We used to feed him milk as we drink water (in a hope that he becomes fat...... which he eventually did). Now when he is 2 yrs 6mnths and weigh 17 kg and almost all the paediatricians telling us he is overweight, we have realised he is addicted to milk. Somehow he even comes to know about the measurement,i mean the mls which we give him, suppose if we give him 100 or 150 ml of milk,he yells ‘bhai aur dudh peega’. Yesterday night he got up and was crying and yelling ‘bhai ko dudh do’ and we had to give him..
5. He loves everything white......baba,milk and eggs.
6. Bhai has a thing for drawing...u know he is very creative..when he was a baby(he still is...i mean when he was litttttllllllle) he used to pile up all the building blocks according to their shapes, rectangular ones together square ones together and fizu was always interested in her bhai’s blocks whether they were few or more, whether good or bad. Similarly i gave them wax crayons for the first time this Sunday i.e16/08/2009 and they both were so different in their styles. Bhai had literally rubbed all the colors in the centre of the page and had emerged with one unique color whereas fizuli had used all the colors seperately one after another in a line and ya very lightly as if all the colors were lighter like light red,light black,light blue,light yellow u understand....one more thing which i noticed was that bhai had used colors to draw in the borders like he took hold of blue and rubbed in all the 4 corners of the paper,then he took pink agin all the 4 corners then another , then another. At the end the paper was nicely decorated in all the 4 corners so thats it my 2 yrs 6 mnths genius.
7. Fijuna had got hurt for the 1st time in the month of july when she was 2yrs and 6 mnths in school. Now this hurt was special coz she got a big bump on her head and it was there till evening. No nobody had pushed neither she had picked up a fight...she was jus daydreaming and had fallen from a height...the teachers were surprised that she did not cry (my brave fiju mama getting ready to face the big bad world). I will just describe her face: she had a big bump(size of an egg) on the forehead ,had a scar running under the eyes, a wound below her nose....u see she is soo perfect child.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
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