Darshan turns one

Yes! A year has passed, a whole year with this little one lingering around me. How on Earth can I forget that 7 Am on March 9^th last year, when this little monster made his way into my life? The mid wife there at the hospital made him kiss me for the first time, it was so heavenly, no words can describe the pleasure, even the pain, stress and aches are forgotten before his cries and kiss.

This little one was so naughty even at day one that he lifted the baby pillow kept by his side with his legs, so stunning! What a sight was that! Each and every day, no each and every moment was happy, even seeing him cry was a kind of joy if not with pain.

Darshan’s early days were a little horrible for him and me, eventhough my little one tackled it well, should say he was a very understanding boy. Each and every development of his took our hearts away.

I made sure to provide him the maximum of my limits, excluding one thing, his father’s love, no not love I know my husband loves him a lot much more than me, his presence is what I cannot provide.

His babbles, squeals, cries, laughs, smirks and all reactions make my heart jump.

While he crawls, on four legs without using knees is a wonder to look at. He hugs me tight while sleeping at night which arouses the envy of others.

He knows how to get things done by people, if I don’t do it for him; he starts with my mom then.

He keeps me busy all day, Now a day, he has started walking without support and that reminds of little ducklings….

P.S.  Chettah, I wish you were by our side to see each and every development of his.

The Ghost

             This was a very scary incident that happened during college days. I and my classmates along with two of our lady lecturers had gone to attend a workshop on Bioinformatics at Alagappa University. It was a three day workshop and we reached early at 6’o clock on day one. Since that was a three day workshop we were made to stay at their study centre. This study centre itself was an isolated building and when we arrived there, it was just classrooms that they made us stay in and there was no water and we were already grudging over that and had a row with the coordinators since they had charged extra for the accommodation.

                 

                     We dressed and started for the inauguration function and found that we were the only other collegers staying at the study centre. After the workshop, there was an entertainment program and it took until 8 pm and then had the dinner arranged there. We all walked back to the accommodation. Now we were given 3 classrooms, one was occupied by our staffs and we split into a group of 6 and occupied the other two rooms in-between us, and these three rooms were at different corners on the first floor, u can’t even see the other room from one.

                            It was around 10:30, and we started chatting mostly gossips and fun, mocking the people we met in the morning and so on. Suddenly we heard a knock on the door, and my friend asked who that was, there was no reply and there was a knock again. We had a window next to the door and if we peep outside we can find who knocks, so I and my friend climbed the window and peeped down but didn’t find anyone, no one even in the corridor.

                               Then we heard the knock again, this time we decided to open the door, and I and two of my classmates went out, but couldn’t find anyone. There was a stairway next to our room and we started making our way to that, and suddenly we started seeing a shadow and it was emerging towards us, and from the shadow we could make out it was a gigantic figure and it was walking stealthily towards us. We got scared went inside and locked the door, I and my friend climbed the window again but we couldn’t find anyone and while we were still there we heard the knock. All got scared and then didn’t know what to do and some people came up with stories of ghosts, isolated place, knocks, no one seen and so on.

I am ashamed to say but I am too scared (even now I wake my husband at night if I need to go to the loo). I felt like fainting, my parents faces flashed before my eyes, my friend got nervous seeing my condition and the I gathered strength and called our staff with us, she came before our door within minutes with the students on the other room and we all scared narrated the story.

                                  They were hearing it seriously and I found a smile break out from one of my friend’s lips, I stared at her, she then started laughing and yes it was all their pranks. These girls were making their way to our room since they felt bored and finding the room locked from inside, they tried this prank. First started as a play then went seriously, two of them crawled and knocked the door so that we would not see them even if we peep from the window, and for the shadow, as there was a zero watt bulb down the stairway the shadow of the two emerged giving a gigantic look. That night went so on, first all were angry on those 6, now we laugh at this incident.

Those Three Jasmine Flowers



The Flowers

These are the three jasmine flowers that my post is about.

I was working at RedEgg and staying at St. Josephs Convent. My shift timings was such that there would no or little acquaintance with any inmates of the hostel except my roommates, but still everyone knows me there. Less acquaintances with people, less the problems, hence I did have a smooth relationship with the Warden Sister even though its "Gud Mrng".

As my life was going so smooth, suddenly my marriage got fixed. I did give prior notice, for vacating the hostel and that was supposed to be on a Friday. Every Thursdays we do have a prayer meeting and so I utilized that to distribute sweets and they had a prayer especially for me, I was so happy with those blessings.

After the prayer, we all returned to our rooms. Me and my room mates were chatting and we heard a knock on the door. My room mate opened and saw the Warden Sister standing there, she called me and handed me those three jasmine flowers, she asked me to smell those flowers and told me, "let ur life spread fragrance as these flowers", I was so overwhelmed and couldn't ever forget this in my life. I believe it is when someone else prays for us that God hears more than us praying selfishly for us.

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My Grandma's home

The place I feel like heaven from childhood. My Grandma's home, my kudumba veedu with anganam and all...

Homemade Pizza

My next venture was into making Pizza on stove top and hurrah I've succeeded in that. As alwayz amma told me it was so nice.

Bubbles

This is my little one chasing bubbles

My Amma

My amma is the best in the world (as for everyone). Even from my young age she supports me in each and everything that I do. She keeps on encouraging me every now and then for every silly thing that I do.

She has taught me how to maintain patience where needed, to think the other way round, to see beyond the lines.

She corrects me at the point when I’m wrong (even though I don’t lend my ear at times) and has shown me the correct way.

She is one of those mothers who one would ever wish to have. It is with me she has found much trouble.

The way she nursed me along with my 30 days old son at the hospital was truly worth mentioning. Without u amma I would not have survived. I needed her help in each and everything right from having food to going to the loo, and still all way along she had taken great care of my son. I adore u amma.

I wish I could fulfill your wishes upto my extreme, keep u happy all the way long, and take utmost care of u. 

Nature

My very first bake

Hurray I’ve baked a cake, u see a cake. I’m a great fan of cakes and since I don’t have a microwave or OTG I’ve never tried it. Recently got a recipe from the web and tried it, and it came out so well, even though not fluffy it was so soft. Yes, I baked a cake using firewood.