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A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
Here it goes in no particular order: He calls you Bruh..mom and dad have left the building and Bruh reigns supreme.Angst is the name of the game.Being contrary is also the name of the game.Tantrums are usually lurking around the corner.Flashes of brilliance (I use the term loosely) can be expected.Hugs and kisses are still... Continue Reading →
The brat is officially a preteen effective yesterday. He's also officially a slightly bigger brat than he was before. I was telling Red that it's as if I gave birth to a Valley Girl instead of a kid living in South India. But am told the rolling eyes, the general disdain for any parental advise... Continue Reading →
TO and Red have their little skirmishes from time to time. It mainly arises from TO growing into his teenhood and Red being the perennial good cop who realises that he can also be the bad cop from time to time instead of punting it to me. This morning's conversation with TO brought to light... Continue Reading →
India just beat England in the decider match of the ODI series. It was a couple of nailbiter moments but then India won. Red came and got me saying TO was a bit distraught. I went to the living room to see him alternatively shouting at the tv and holding his head in his hands.... Continue Reading →
A while back I'd written about a pigeon that had a less than satisfactory interaction with my car. The car didn't feel too bad for sure and I felt a bit of annoyance but didn't let it bother me much since there are way more pigeons than there are cars in this world. Or it... Continue Reading →
I really don't like pigeons. They are nature's poop-factories and the bane of statues everywhere. They're like these neurotic birds who keep walking in circles, bobbing their heads while they lay their dumb eggs everywhere they aren't supposed to be building a nest and then pooping around it as well. Stupid birds. The parapet outside... Continue Reading →
This post was started back in 2016...it's getting done in 2020. I tend to get carried away with my emotions but as an adult I've begun to feel the need for things to be more systematic, logical and basically possessing soundness of thought. This morning one of the news apps I refer to had a... Continue Reading →
Parenting is a delight and a joy depending upon which time of day, which season and generally which parent you catch hold of. On some days the WTF moments are so numerous that you really need to take a step back and say to yourself, "Did I knowingly bring forth that child into this world?"... Continue Reading →
Enough with the wiping the drool! It's a good look on me and it's staying! I have experience firsthand with only one child and that's not counting the immature people in my life who refuse to grow up. I have one child. ONE. TO. But he might as well be part of a set of... Continue Reading →
I write a LOT about parenting. Usually in states of bewilderment or gripes because while it's a beautiful thing to experience (NOT) it is REPLETE with pitfalls, second-guessing oneself and for me: a usually irresistible urge to flip someone off. What the Bell Curve looks like in my life! I know plenty of people who... Continue Reading →
