"If I Could Enter Inside My Mind"

"IF I COULD ENTER INSIDE MY MIND" is what I heard my father saying to my mom......makes me wonder what made him say so. Who best can answer this then the man himself, so over to him......

It is almost a week since my daughter is in Gurgaon with me....Before that, I used to see her through the words communicated to me over telephone by my papa, mummy or my wife. Weekend trips used to get over even before they could start....and I could never experience the real joy of seeing my daughter grow, her expressions being added up. However, things have changed since they are back....I see her smile, cry, act indifferently, lost in thoughts, her creases on her forehead.....Her expressions changes at a speed faster than the light. In no time, a broad smile can turn into a shriller cry; state of complete attention into one of no attention or vice versa. And, all you can do is to watch helplessly.....she will not even give you a single clue....All I do at that moment is to marvel at the God's creation....I am sure social scientists and psychologists can give you numerous theories explaining a child's behaviour; but trust me no one for sure knows anything about it and no one will ever. This helplessness made me say that........Two quotable incidents from today are-

1. She was playing with her thumb and knuckles while making all sorts of noises; the moment I switched on my camera to record it, her all expressions came to a literal standstill...and for next one minute she would not take her eyes off camera lenses...I lost my moment to record the event or rather she denied me that opportunity...

2. While in my wife's arms, she was looking at me with a broadest possible smile on her face.....I smiled back.....but, then decided to do a prank on her by shouting my wife out.....even before I could finish, she started crying. As soon as I changed gears and started laughing....laughter was back on her face again in no time....

Thank you Reveda for letting me explain my comment......Know that I love you lots...

Thanks Papa, I love you too.....

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My Updates

Here are the pending updates-

24th Feb, Tuesday- Since my Ashu chacha has plans of visiting my Renu bua in Uganda after he finishes off his marketing trip to Mauritius and Kenya; everyone thought it best to go and buy something for her. However, Tuesdays is not the best of the day to do shopping in Gurgaon; as most of the shops remains closed. Thankfully, Reliance stores are an exception.......So, we (my dadee, mummy, papa, chachee and Rudra bhai) went there late and picked up stuff for my Bua, Honey didi and Rakesh mama....

We couldn't buy Fabmart cotton lowers-my Renu bua's favourites for obvious reasons. However, my mom would ensure that we buy it next day. So she took me and my dadee to Fabmart the next afternoon.....in a cycle rickshaw- my first rickshaw ride......My Ashu chacha left for his trip in the night.....he will be back around 10th March...

Before I complete this post, here is a beautiful picture of my dada holding me and my Rudra bhai prior to his departure for Dehradun on 23rd February- Monday....
Only, Rudra bhai has teeth to flash but he too wouldn't fully; my dada doesn't like to put his dentures!

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Sunday Outing

It's been almost 3 days since I wrote my last post; so here I am back with the latest updates...First one is on the shopping trips I undertook 22nd February onwards.

Sunday- My papa's initial plan to take the entire family (my dada, dadee, Ashu chacha, Shikha chachee, Rudra bhai, mummy, papa and Tinku chacha) to Zoo didn't materialise; so he began working on Plan No. 2- Family Outing. It took us a while to depart as the furniture that we had ordered the other day arrived in late. By the time we left our home, smaller seconds of our clock had reached 4; while the bigger one was at 12.

First, we went to Sohna Road to see our under-construction apartment at "JMD Gardens". We toured the site and also checked on the sample flat; I was comfortably held by my dadee in her lap. While everyone was busy with the dekko of the flat, my Rudra bhai and I thought it best to check on the comfort of the sofa. My father clicked this picture of us together...
After spending close to half an hour at the site, we left for a nearby Honda car dealership- "Pearl Honda". Actually, my Ashu chacha is buying a Honda New City car and he wanted to show us his preferred colour. He has already booked one; however jury is still out as to which colour should he go for....I don't have any preference per se; however I would go with the majority and Black colour seems to be the choice of the majority......I will keep you posted of the same.

From Pearl, we looked around couple of White-goods dealerships to buy a washing machine- our current one is causing lot of problems. After checking on the various models, we bought one 6.5 KG front-end loading make from LG.

My mummy is a real KFC freak; so she took us to a nearby KFC restaurant as soon as she saw one. Once in, everyone with the exception of my dadee, papa and myself ate from the bucketful of chicken-wings. My papa went for a veggie burger; while my dadee decided to took me out in the open away from the smell of roasted chickens....

We all came back home at around 10 pm after a hectic but enjoyable outing....Everyone was tired; but not me........And, I would torture my tired papa for another couple of hours....

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My First Day in Gurgaon

Saturday, 21st February was my first day in Gurgaon after almost 3 months and it began as usual. I would wake up much earlier than did my parents; and began playing on my own. As soon as my father woke up, I flashed a big smile on his face to make it the best possible start of his day. In fact, until that moment, he had only heard about my morning smiles from my dada, dadee and mom; and this was his maiden experience of that.

As the day progressed, my mom’s plate of household daily-chores began to swell; after all she was out for past three months. She kept postponing giving me my daily bath and eventually cancelled it altogether. Not that she was short of time; but because there was no electric current for better part of the day.........You might be thinking what current has got to do with my bath. Actually my mom always puts on the heater to keep me warm while my dadee gives me my bath. And without any electricity, she decided to give it a miss to the daily bath......but certainly not to the sponge bath given to me late at around 4 pm..........

Later in the evening, we all (my dada, dadee, chacha, chachee, Rudra bhai, mummy and papa) went to the market to buy a new bed for me. My papa had already selected one while we were in Dehradun and was waiting for us to be back....We eventually ended up buying a side table and a wooden box in addition to bed......It is high time that my papa start controlling his shopping urges....

We came back around 9 pm and I was in no mood to go to sleep. So, I started playing with my dada, dadee and papa until my mom took me away into my bedroom to feed me. Soon, I was off to sleep in no time.....

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Late Posts-Reasons

Firstly I must apologise for not being able to write earlier but then you will appreciate that that little girl aka “me” have gotten tired after that long journey back to Gurgaon. And, as if that was not enough, my father took us out on both the evenings- Saturday and Sunday. However, I am not complaining as I thoroughly enjoyed being outside with my entire family-dada, dadee, chacha, chachee, Rudra bhai, mummy and papa.....I will write about both those outings separately..

You know, it will take me some time to adjust to our Gurgaon house; simply because Dehradun is my own place- a place I always relate to because of my family. Besides, Dehradun weather is much enjoyable as compared to Gurgaon one. And, last but not the least, I don’t think I like the hustle and bustle of a big city; basically I enjoy quietness more than this sheer big city madness, not that I am a quiet person....

While my papa is busy writing this post, I am lying next to him smiling at his face trying to attract his attention towards me. I am sure he knows that it is “me” who provides him with the content...all he does is to lend his words; it is a different matter that he does it to my satisfaction.........

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