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A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
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 →
My child is currently anti-clowns. Especially Pennywise. Apparently he snuck a look at the new IT and it creeped him out big time. So Pennywise is the present symbol of everything that's bad in his freaky little world. Today after he got back from school he was using me as a trampoline and I made... Continue Reading →
I am currently facing a gargantuan task. I have to sort out the images I have with me on my hard drive. The device is running out of space and I know I'll keep taking more pictures so I have no option but to optimize the usage as soon as possible. So, what's the brouhaha... 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 kid has his own way of narrating things. He's big on prepositions and paraphrases to his heart's content and the end results are hilarious to say the least. However, we dare not laugh. Thankfully he doesn't read (or get) my blog so this is my safe place. He was interested in knowing about the... Continue Reading →
I came home from running an errand to find Red and TO at lunch. Red opened the door and told me with his usual straight face that our child was telling him a VERY interesting story which was catastrophic in its scope but had some pockets of optimism and redemption in it. So it goes... Continue Reading →
I was reading an article about Snapchat and it said that the app had been gaining momentum in India. Their filters being what draws people (read silly youngsters) to download the app and a gazillion images of themselves and unleashing it on another gazillion and equally silly youngsters. Quite a few smartphones are riding that... 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 →
The Offspring (TO) had his second brush with the Big Questions- where did all life come from, does God exist et al? The first one was when Red's grandma passed away. Apparently the child who can believe in different categories of dragons, is having trouble believing that a "Supreme Being" created Man. He got off... 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.
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 