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Disclaimer : More than half of it(contents of my blog) is fiction and intended only for entertainment. Not meant to be hurtful at all but if one or the other way it feels like that then it's purely unintentional and I hope for forgiveness !

April 28, 2009

He said “U R NOT MY BETTER HALF ANYMORE! “

I’m sure it happens to most of the women especially if their moms are like mine. I don’t get to eat anything fried in oil but everything soaked in ghee! A few days after I came to my mom’s place, one of the neighbors told my mom that the nearby grocery shops were running short of ghee for some reason. I could see my mom smiling sheepishly and soon after the conversation she hurried inside and told my dad to book for some more ghee as soon as possible as everybody in the neighborhood were waiting for the stock to arrive.

The vegetable/fruit vendors have started gathering outside all time expecting mom to buy stuff every day. Last evening we received a call from a wholesale dealer asking if we needed food items, he also offered discounts! Since mom has bought food stuff in large quantity and has exceeded the store room capacity, it has occupied kitchen as well and therefore now the cooking takes place in the living room. As there’s no space for the visitors in the living room we have moved to the parking.

That’s not it. When I go for a walk in the evening, the pharmacy guys smile and ask fondly if I need any medicine and say it would be all right to pay later as well. My 500mg medicines have done the magic here. Also the baby shop guys call to update us with the new stuff around in the market!

My mom is happy that her care is helping me recover fast and her grandson is all doing well. She doesn’t bother whether the vendors form a line or wholesale dealers make phone calls. She feels nice to be in demand. When my hubby came over to my mom’s place for a visit, all he said was “You are not my better half anymore” and why wouldn’t he say that? If he wasn’t body builder types I probably would look bigger than him but now I only look just as big as him. But my mom is never happy; she said “Ayyo, she’s hardly put on any weight. Wait for couple of more months and then she would look better.” I whispered to my hubby “Take me home soon!”

April 23, 2009

Spring of ‘09


I owe a lot to all the channels and reality shows that have helped me build a lot of patience (waiting for the results at the end of each episode) and my unpreparedness for any early results. My final countdown hadn’t zeroed down and I had no clue it would happen 2 weeks in advance. It was the first day of New Year, Ugadi and as I had mentioned in one of my previous posts it was the time when first flowers started to bloom and leaves turned green.

I didn’t know the day was going to mean the same to me, beginning of new life .I ignored the hints as I wasn’t feeling that great on Friday and I was feeling bad for not celebrating the festival which was one of my favorite occasions. I spent the entire day struggling to feel good and to make my hubby feel better but as the day passed it got even worse. We decided to visit the hospital around 10pm.I was still unaware of the fact that my Ugadi celebrations, though late had begun by then.

I was confirmed of labor pain which was a much unnamed feeling I was going through till then. I had to wait till 3:43pm next day to welcome the first flower of my womb. Thanks to my hubby who stayed with me in the labor and I appreciate his patience and bravery who took all the hits, bites and pinches from me and silently went through more pain looking at me than I actually did till they said I had to get operated on to get the baby out.

I hardly remember signing on a paper which was followed by some group talks. I was moved here and there for some time and then for couple of minutes there was no pain absolutely and in no fraction of time there was somebody who was calling out my name to show a tiny little pink thing holding in hands and asking me to confirm the sex of the baby. Soon after that I was shifted to a stretcher and first thing I saw was the sight of my hubby and his first words were ‘It’s Neil’ (we had decided the names before hand as any enthu parents). I can never forget my hubby’s overwhelmed brightly lit-up face. We have another boxer in the family now!

And this is how my spring began this year. It has actually renewed all the aspects of my life and I believe that’s the magic of spring