I am currently in what I imagine is a near-Cinderella stage. Drippy nose, swollen face and mopping up the red blood (poster color) that MLM generously painted on his T-Rex's teeth and pretty much all over on an off-white tiled floor. I fall back on the worst threat in my arsenal aka am going away... Continue Reading →
A Bloglet on Introspection
There are days when being a parent seems akin to being a modern-day Sisyphus. Or did I mean Prometheus? Either way it's a (Greek) drama of epic proportions and you end up wishing someone or the other to Hades atleast once. Finit. Posted from WordPress for Android
Bengali Parents: A Glimpse Into The Paaglaami
'Paaglaami' is a favorite word of the Bengali people. It means madness. The word paaglaami is derived from one of the uber favorite words of theirs as well..."paagol". This word is never said in a droll, flat manner. Oh no..the word paagol is uttered in a manner which reeks of food being relished and tasted thoroughly... Continue Reading →
Realizations at 4:45 A.M
On an early morning drive to the airport, roughly 36 kms of thinking time, I realized the following: 1. Robert Palmer is very repetitive. And annoying. Addicted to Love is getting deleted from the playlist. 2. Morons, the real ones, are very consistent. Moronic all the time. All days of the week. Never take a... Continue Reading →
Cough. Sniffle. Sneeze.
A kid gets a cold and a mother's world spins out of whack!
And We’re 6…
Well WE aren't six. We're mid-30s and staying that way till the big 4-0 rolls over and flattens us into pancakes. The brat is 6. And has a nasty case of sniffles and a hacking cough. Oh joy. A year older and about to be pumped full of meds. Which kid doesn't want that? We... Continue Reading →
Dealing With A Sick Kid
This is how a day with a kid who's home sick is likely to go: Teeth gnashing. Foot stomping. Angst. Frustration. Sleepiness. Annoyance. Howls. Ire. Pouting. Sulking. Swearing (albeit mildly). Refusing to eat. Looking at the world with a jaundiced eye. Growls. Snarls. Roars. Miffed murmurs. And that's all you. What does the kid do?... Continue Reading →
Will You Be My Whale?
Outside of the ocean and the ocean parks, Vegas and the other Meccas of gambling probably love the word whales as much as little kids do. Of course the meaning differs but the word whale brings a lot of different things to mind depending upon who is saying it and why. Associate a woman with... Continue Reading →
Lennon Had It Right!
Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans. I'm not feeling particularly nostalgic or philosophical today so have no fear that this is one of "those" posts. After a week of particularly fragmented sleep due to a very, very unfortunate incident witnessed, I finally slept good and proper. And it was... Continue Reading →
Movie Review: Minions
In a nutshell? It's for kids and those who are entirely too gaga about these little yellow capsules that go jumping, babbling about. But crack the nut and you are still left with a movie that doesn't have much of a story line and is a rather lame-ish precursor to Despicable Me. They ARE cute.... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 