Zindagi Rockz

So I went to the parlour today.. I'm not that regular with the parlour visits simply because a job and a baby don't leave you with much time for yourself.. not that I regret it.. :-) I'm totally enjoying motherhood and it's perks.. I'm sure all my girl friends who've recently acquired motherhood status would agree with me when I say that the perks of motherhood totally outweigh all the pain and suffering we went through to get there.. Anyway,at the parlour the beautician tried to stike up a conversation with me.. I wouldn't call myself the talkative kinds.. I'm totally comfortable with silence and prefer it on most occasions especially in the company of acqauintances and strangers.. But my beautician friend here was on a drive to get to know people better.. She asked me my name.. Where I stay and all that.. and then came the googly when she asked me "Why do you wear specs?".. It was more of a bouncer.. heh heh.. Frankly I don't know anyb...

This blog is for a certain friend who's the most loyal to my blogs.. this one's for you Babe! Reserve your most flattering comments for this.. lol.. So I'm trying to catch an auto.. And even though I expected that I would have to talk to atleast 10 auto drivers before finally finding someone who would agree to take me to my destination it finally got on my nerves when I saw how these auto drivers are holding our city ransom.. Grr!! I'm silently cursing myself for not having followed my usual routine of having driven half way and then taking the metro when finally an auto driver agreed to take me to my destination for 10 bucks extra on the meter charge.. I was fed up of haggling with these breed of specimens I just grudgingly agreed to his demand and got in.. 2 minutes into the ride and I wondered if I committed a mistake getting into this auto. The driver told me in detail what route he would be taking and approximately how long it would take to reach my destinat...

....There are toys all over the house, more laundry than ever imagined and dishes piled in the sink because you’re too tired to do anything else after a long day of keeping up with your kid. ....The plural 'we' becomes part of your vocabulary.. it's no longer just 'I' anymore and no more 'I' for the next several years to come. ....Your child looks better than you do while walking out of the house cause by the time you got around to dressing yourself up you had just minutes to do so before leaving your home. ....You eat half chewed food that fell out of your toddler’s mouth because you have nowhere to put it. ....When you consider a Tshirt with only one baby-related stain on it wearable. ....When you get puked and pee’d on with in minutes of each other and don’t even mind that much. ....when you can have a heavy lunch minutes after changing LO's diaper. ....You know you’re a mom when you don’t give parents with a fussy kid in public the s...

My 6 months of Maternity Leave is coming to an end.. And as I'm writing this blog, I'm reminded of the scene from Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara, where Hrithik Roshan describes the track that's played on Doordarshan just before a movie screening.. He says that the track used to make him feel very depressed and now that their vacation is coming to an end, he was feeling low and depressed.. Right now I can totally identify with those feelings, since I too am feeling depressed.. And I'm about to get drowned in a wave of helplessness, thinking about how I'm going to manage the many roles that I'm expected to.. A mother, wife, a working woman.. It's just too overwhelming.. To top it all, I'm not yet mentally prepared to leave my baby behind and go to work.. Not that I have a choice in that matter.. It's just that the post delivery blues that I didn't experience earlier, are finally catching up with me.. That I have to leave my parents' home and go o...

The title speaks of the class of people a lot whom I'm meeting these days. I guess I have the ability to attract the breed of people who are SO curious about others personal affairs that the saying "Curiosity kills the cat", means nothing to them. If there's one thing that really gets on my nerves, it is people meddling in my affairs. Of course there are lot of other things that annoy me but this tops the list. I just cannot take it when acquaintances quiz me about personal aspects of my life. Sometimes I feel like I'm living in a land where people have not heard of concepts like 'space' and 'privacy'. Or even if they have heard of such things they do not believe in the application of it in their lives! Take today for instance. Had to take my Little one (LO) for her vaccination. Her pediatrician's clinic is a stone's throw away from our house so my mom and me always walk up to his clinic, whenever LO is due for her vaccinations. Today, on ...

I follow these 10 Commandments given to me by my Little One (LO) and I'm in her good books ;) 1. You shall love me with all your heart, mind and soul and you shall love me more than you love yourself, your spouse and any of my siblings (already existing or yet to come). 2. You shall not call me nick names I don't approve of. I will not respond if you refer me to such names. 3. You shall not multi task. Texting people while rocking me to sleep is a strict no-no. 4. You shall not talk on the phone while I'm awake. I will definitely scream on top of my lungs until you or the other party hangs up. 5. You shall not attempt to cut my nails while I'm asleep. I need them to poke you with when you don't give into my demands. 6. You shall not tell me the same stories over and over again. Please read some children's story books and improve your mental inventory. 7. You shall not shirk from your responsibilities. Handing me over to Grandma because I'm cry...

Tomorrow it's going to be 10 weeks, since I gave birth to my baby doll.. how time flies! One of my friends recently asked me how was the transition from a single woman, to wife to mother.. Well, the transition wasn't difficult.. although just before my marriage I was worried how I would adjust to married life.. I have adjusted pretty well I guess... then when I was expecting I was worried about how I would adjust to motherhood.. And after 2 months in this new role of "mommy", I can say that though I may not be voted "Mom of the year", I certainly am good at it.. :) I say this because I know my daughter through and through..I know what each cry means, I know when she's bored and wants to be entertained and I know when she's sleepy and wants me to rock her to sleep.. So much so that my mom actually asks me how I can differentiate between the various cries, and know exactly what Little One (LO) wants.. I guess this is what they call 'the maternal in...