Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
We're visiting my folks during TO's summer break. It's tradition. It's also H-O-T and H-U-M-I-D and we're in one of the two rooms that has aircon ergo limited choices about where I crash at night. Now we have a biggish bed for our use and it comes in handy because I play musical bed-sides atleast... Continue Reading →
There are few things people won't do for the sake of their children. Sitting through this movie falls in that category because this is a film that shouldn't have been made, IMHO. It's hackneyed and the special effects not quite so special barring in a few instances and the power of good over evil is... Continue Reading →
It's not just in rehab that one prays for serenity. Or even on Seinfeld. Parents frequently pray, atheists and all, for deliverance or the ability to bear with those who we do not understand and want to spank the butts of. This conversation took place just 5 minutes ago: TO storming into my room, "HEY... Continue Reading →
Everytime you think you've reached a time and place where you don't have to be a crabby cakes about your kid, they prove you wrong! Of late TO's been climbing into our bed. Resulting in either one of us sleeping on our own somewhere else (bliss) or us getting through the night but with pokes... Continue Reading →
The Offspring (TO) has been introduced to the world of peer pressure. He has met the "popular" kids, met the jocks, met the goody two-shoes and is trying to fit into the whole ecosystem as we speak...erm type. Being of a slightly more touchy disposition, TO is at times inclined to want to change schools... Continue Reading →
Red and I impose parental controls on TO's digital media views and mainly their content. It's not so much to keep him away from profanity (he gets a dose of that when I drive) but also to keep him away from concepts that he may not be able to understand and end up getting freaked... Continue Reading →
I don't always deal well with extended weekends where my kid's a part of the equation and Red isn't around or not going to be around to be a buffer. We, TO and I, get along well for a few hours and then I feel like asking his school principal to keep the school going... Continue Reading →
My native language is Bangla. Am not entirely proficient in it. I can speak it but the "purists" can usually gauge that I'm not one of them. Apparently it reeks of being an "outsider" aka from outside the hallowed boundaries of West Bengal. I can manage to read and write it but it'd be better... Continue Reading →
Monday to Friday my child looks at me as the incarnation of the Wicked Witch of the West+her flying monkeys all rolled into one. Weekends I do the same to him when he gets up before I want him to. Cue Elton John singing 'Circle Of Life' in the background.
Verdict: Spare yourself. Seriously. Sharks are beautiful creatures with rows of serrated teeth and soulless eyes that would scare the bejesus out of anyone who saw them up close and personal. But they are worthy of that respect that comes with fear. They aren't the Jason or Freddy of the scary creature movie world. They... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 