Sunday, August 23, 2015

Bachpan ki Memories, Now and Then!

Experience is like a comb life gives when you are bald. I have that comb now. Of course, metaphorically. I have grown up and have a little one of my own. I have thoroughly enjoyed my childhood and never even knew it. Ironically, that’s the beauty of childhood and innocence. We grew up playing, studying, and fighting with siblings. The kind of childhood today’s children have is entirely different from ours. But I don’t think anyone is to blame here. It’s just that the times have changed, the people have changed, the society has changed. And like it or not, we have to incorporate all of this change into our lives. Consequently, our children’s childhood experiences are a lot different from ours. But if I had to choose one thing that they don’t do like ours, hmmm…!!!! :)

When we were young, there were none of the fast food joints like McDonalds or Pizza Hut or Dominos. So the weekends did mean some kind of special food, but almost always it was home cooked. I remember we went out like once a month to eat restaurant food. And after having it, my mother would invariably always say, “I could have cooked it better at half the price”. And cook well she did. There was no dish that was available in the market and we hadn’t eaten a healthier version of it at home. We ate burgers with breads and aloo patty made at home. We ate yummy south Indian dosas, idlis, sambhar and chutney. We also had the Guajarati dhoklas made at home. All of these with none of the artificial ingredients or preservatives present in the restaurant food. And the sometimes we had to eat the boring khichdi due to someone’s tummy upset, mother made sure it was accompanied with some yummy dal papad and pickles, of course, made at home.


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And I remember we had a great time helping our mother make these at home. We would be assigned the task of laying down the raw diced potatoes on the terrace and would take turns watching them dry in the sun and not let the birds or mosquitoes have a taste of them before we did. The pickles would be seasonal. In the summers, enough raw mangoes were pickled to last the year. In the winters, we had yummy carrot, and cauliflower pickles put in ginger juice.



With the fad of burgers, subs and pizzas coming in, the authentic Indian tastes have given way to global palettes. As much as the kids these days hate eating the same food over and over, we mothers are no match for the mothers we had. I don’t think anyone of us is marginally closer to the multitasker that our mothers are. My daughter is one and a half years now, and I try to give her home cooked food all the time. But I am sure it will change over time when she starts going to school and the fast food fad catches up with her. But I really really hope and wish I can make her childhood and growing up years as interesting and healthy with home cooked food as mine was.

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Sunday, August 2, 2015

The Friendship Special!

Hello. Welcome back. I was away. Again. Not something that I like, but something that I can't help either.

The husband has been travelling far too much for my liking. That left me with the little one, and a whole lot of more work. Plus the fact that she's been not keeping well for quite some time now :( We have visited numerous doctors, and finally we think we know what's wrong and we are taking steps to correct it. At this point, our whole focus is to really see her healthy. And so, the husband who had hardly been home for 10 days during the last 3 months finally came back last week. Since then, life is looking up. It's feeling like a non-stop party. The little one is super excited to wake up to both parents :-) And her health is half way better with daddy without any medicines. I really hope this phase stays longer.

I am so sad for not having done my birthday post this year. So I'll do a little recap here. Because it is Friendship's day today, and these very friends made my birthday so special.

Like last year, this year too, the husband was not supposed to be in town on my birthday. So I had booked tickets to travel to Ahmedabad (where he was stationed at the time). However, the little one fell ill at the last moment and I had to cancel my tickets. So apart from the loss of 5000 Rs, we also lost the entire special-birthday-meeting plan.And so I went to office (the little one was feeling better with the medicines) with no plans as this was a last minute change. But my awesome friends made sure that we went out for lunch. They also got me a cake and a card and wrote the sweetest messages. The evening was supposed to be a daily affair. I picked up S from the day care and went home. I was going about the usual housework when I got a call from colleagues cum friends who informed me they were coming over to celebrate my birthday. And so we had the second cake cutting of the day. We ate cake, sat around and indulged S who was really excited to have people in our house, other than her mum. They also got me one of the books that I have been wanting to read. you can imagine how euphoric I might have been! By the time they left, my sister called to inform me she had made some really nice dinner for the birthday. S and I reached their house when I got a call from another of my friends, who lives in the same society as us. She said she was coming over to wish me. She came home armed with delicious cupcakes. And so we had a third cake cutting of the day with my friend and S. The little one was really happy and majorly confused as to why we were singing the birthday song over and over that day. But she did enjoy all the attention and some cake. By the time I went to have my dinner, I was so stuffed with cake that I could hardly eat anything that the sister had made. I really felt bad and said as much.

My office friend, S and I

The cake cutting at lunch with friends :)

When S insisted she would feed me cake and my friend decided to capture this. Sweet, right?
You can imagine how loved and blessed I have must have felt that day. Lots of people called, messaged and watsapp'ed their wishes. But these people who really took the time out for my big day are so special. Not that I am really big on birthday celebrations. But because it made me realize how truly blessed I am to have so much love in my life. AND. The birthday celebrations weren't over yet. One of my friends (we go way back to college, and then together in out first company) called me and asked me what book I would like for my birthday. I told him that I hadn't read Steig Larsson's Millenium trilogy. So he could send me the first book, and I would order the rest if I liked it. The sweetheart that he is, he sent me the entire box set of 3 books. That's not all. He also sent me a sweet note which said "They say, very few women admit their age, and very few men act their age. But yo do both of it and with equal grace. I wish you a very Happy Birthday ~ although belated. Enjoy!" So much love, my heart could explode.

Really, thank you guys, to each one of you. You know who you are. You are loved and revered. You are in my wishes and blessings. Always!
This is for all my friends - Happy Friendship's Day! Now and always :)

PS: While I was away, I also won a contest. Yay! You can read about it here and here.