Grateful. That is the emotion that seems to have taken over my being these days. Grateful for the life I have. Grateful for the people in it. Grateful for the person I have become. Though it is natural to thank God and be grateful to Him for all of this; I haven`t really been much of a believer in religious manifestations. But I do have faith on a supreme force somewhere up there that makes things happen the way they happen. So, though I don`t know whom to address my thanks to, but thankful I am.

I hadn't expected my life to change the way it did when I become a mother. Nor had I expected my life to regain the level sanity it has now, 6 months down the line. And for this I thank that Supreme Force for creating this entity called 'Family'. Both the ones at home and at work.
I have been surprised at the support I have received from work folks throughout my pregnancy and still continue to receive, all these months down the line, without being given feelers of the rumoured glass ceiling. Heck ! I got promoted while I was 7 months pregnant and now being given additional responsibilities alongwith the required support. Nothing more nothing less. Just as it should be.
I wake up to my husband's smile, baby`s nuzzle and a steaming cup of mother`s supplement made by my mom-in-law. I reach office with a tummy full of fresh and nutritious breakfast and go back home to both sets of parents waiting to have tea with me. My baby has turned out to be this generally happy little thing who loves her cerelac and mom`s milk in equal parts. She also happens to love baths, maalish and walks and naps without creating much fuss. My in-laws and parents dote on her and take care of her in a way that I`m tempted to term as 'pampering' (she actually eats with a silver spoon !).Her Dad has turned into this expert at putting her to sleep, a mothering skill I still haven`t been able to get a hang of.She is growing up with her grandparents and feels safe and loved and for all of this I feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude.

I don`t know what tomorrow has in store. But today I am a happy content woman. Whoever thought the last three words would co-exist in a sentence, eh ? :)

Friday Ruminations

Lotta stuff goin on in my head ... Need to clear it up a bit .. Shall resort to u my faithful blog as a Pen Drive for the time being .. ummm.. on second thoughts u need to gear up into a decently configured Hard-disk to take the onslaught thats gonna hit u ..

Note : None of the stuff is inter-related or correlated or guilty of any kinda relation existing among them .. So please bear wimme and no .. Im not suffering from temporary dementia :)


- Have got this new-found fascination for bangles .. huge wooden ones and delicate glass ones. Love the sound when the latter clink together..has this newly-wed feel to it . Dig the punky hippie look the former imparts. Always knew there`s a rebel and a daddy`s sweet lil girl co-existing within me .. Pray for this harmonious co-existence to prevail .. every single day .

- How do you explain blowing up 2.5 grand on fancy innerwear while being completely aware of ur hopelessly single status and the obvious foolishness of the impulse buy !
As they say .. Shit Happens .
As I say .. I make the shit happen .. drag it by its ears n make it happen :|

- Im riddled with this inexplicable urge to become a Mom .. Someway .. Somehow . Why can`t it be a standalone feature of growing up ? Why does it have to wait for a humongously expensive social showcase of a rite called "Wedding" to happen before it does? Becoming an aunt has filled me with a sweet mellow kind of happiness. Smelling the lil ones head , watching her yawn and smile in sleep has strangely made me aware of the existence of beautiful untarnished goodness on this planet. This tiny being stands for an entity that is all pure n white , no traces of greys .. blacks don`t even feature newhere in the vicinity. Being with her makes me feel responsible and vulnerable at the same time .. makes me feel happy for no particular reason .. makes me aware of that elusive feeling called 'Unconditional Love'... Pray tell me , why should I be deprived of experiencing this purest of all emotions just because Im not wearing a fancy black beaded necklace or a red powder smear on my forehead.
Beats me ... totally !

- This is for the girls out there. Its a chilly breezy evening on an almost empty stretch of road and ur riding pillion with this person u adore to bits riding right infronta u .. inches away .. nay perhaps centimetres away ... U wanna snuggle up to him and hug him tight but you can`t ... All you wanna do, when he attempts a steep swerve is to close your eyes and hold on to him but it takes the self-restraint of a Lhasa monk to hold yourself back ..
And why ??
Coz it aint right, coz its aftermath is gonna be awkward , coz it would 'complicate' things ...
A hundred such voices cram your head and there ... that tiny glimmering flame gets extinguished before it could even burn bright .. and there you are left out in the cold .. literally and figuratively ..
Now girls , What do u DO in such trying times ! Wait till he drops u off at ur apartment gate and then flash the most brilliant of fake smiles at him ?
Kindly enlighten me on any other relatively exciting plan of action , if any ..
Preferably without the asterisk mark and the disclaimer in fine print below stating 'Conditions Apply'..


"You Never Know what`s round the corner .. follow the rules and you won`t get burned."

Came across the above somewhere ... Just wanted to know whether there is a corollary somewhere for people who don`t mind getting singed ..
A little heat did no one much harm , did it ?!