Where does the mystery end?

Or rather begin?

Is it when the wailing kid is pulled out of the uterus and the mystery regarding the sex of the child ends?

Is it when the child blossoms to be a perfect young toddler and you are no longer worried whether all his five senses are in perfect order?

Is it when the school he has to go to is selected?

Or is it when he tells you he has a crush on this girl, and you are no longer worried about his sexual orientation?

Or may be it is when he passes out school with flying colours and tells you he has decided what he wants to do in life?

Or is it when he chooses a vocational field with so much of thought that leaves you with no longer care?


A very close person I know is going through a myriad of emotions right now, since her son might be taking off for further studies. And over a period of time, I have realized that her list of endless worries and mysteries regarding him cease to reduce, no matter what. It is like a cycle with no end. May the coming days bring some more cheer and reduce the tension in her life! Amen :)

Basic instincts!

A saw a 'positive' pregnancy test today! On that kit. Two lines. One dark, one lightly coloured.
The mother to be was confused whether to call it a positive.
We 'googled' and realized, that this is A YES!!!
I jumped, squealed, and clapped like a baby...but the mother-to-be is holding on to her celebrations because she has been trying since a LONG TIME (oh she has been going through lot many biological procedures for getting pregnant) and would be disheartened to find this as a negative. She may visit the doctor tomorrow to ascertain the test results. But I strongly believe this is a yes, cos these use-once pregnancy kits are rarely wrong.
OH, what a joy!
I am so so happy for her, and the fact that she is gonna be a mother, something that will come oh so naturally to her. She has been wanting a baby since a long time, and hell yes, she deserves it.
You know there are some women who are born to be good mothers. Good care takers.
I really do not see self as one of these. Sigh, do I have any maternal instinct?? When I see my dollop of joy, my best friend's baby, all my emotions bundle up into love for her, and I know this is what it might be to be a mom.But then, I don't know.
Diaper changing, poop cleaning, waking in the middle of the night for their cranky behaviour, and then having dark circles, flabs of fat, falling hair are some of the other negatives.
However, a cute little 'maasi' from my bundle of joy makes me forget all my pain; may be this pull, maternal pull, is basically ingrained in a woman? It may be deeply hidden somewhere within, and when you have your own, you realize how it is...
Oh, I can only wonder...

Chaehal!

When the cute little dollop of joy that came in our lives turned a year old yesterday, I realized how big she has really grown.

She mostly recognises me :-)
She smiles showing off the cutest little teeth that she has started getting!
She flashes off a nice smile in front of the cam!
She walks with an amazing gait that says hold me, don't let me go!
She looks upto you and clings to your legs and yells take me in your arms, that's like the most amazing form of desperation a child can show off :-)
She holds onto you uber tight once after she has fallen or got herself hurt...that grip on the shoulder feels so very amazing!
She has her moments of silence and wails in between all the routine of hers...and even they feel good!
She hates when people messes up her too much and coodles her tightly and never let her go...she almost always frees herself from those tight hugs!
Oh, those, chubby, cheeks!
And she sleeps with the most amazing of the positions possible...here, there, and everywhere :)


How much fun a nice little being can bring into your life! Can you ever measure it?
She frees me of all the work stress whenever I see her and meet her. It's like I forget what else is happening in my life. The worries, the tension...all *boom* gone!

What a joy!