…that’s her. French frills, Malayalee goondaaism and a healthy dose of Bhopali Bindaas! Who else, but the resident whirlwind of a wisp of a lass, Naira, who celebrates her birthday today!
Last year, I missed all the major ones, with the wee sprites. This year, it was almost a hit and miss, but I got in, just in the nick of time with the Senior N. (here) and here I am, with the one for the Junior N.
Naina is the Senior, and Naira the Junior. Naina is all Princess, Perspicacious, Precocious and Naira is all action, tornado, and unstoppable, in the same years that Naina went through!
Their father, Arjun, my first born, the Sun Child, as I call him (Link) was a tiny roller coaster of a child growing up – this one, Naira, his second born, is definitely his alter ego of those days!
A charmer, these days, she’s had her own schedule of doing things, and once she decided she would, she wasted no time getting totally into it! First, it was turning over on her tummy, then getting up on fours, walking, putting out her first teeth… she’s been on her own clock.
The last time I saw her and hugged her, she was getting the hang of words (she took the longest time to say something she could anyway, just to tease me – the word being Ammummaaa! ) That was the last week of February. These days we meet virtually, and she delights me with her string of words, complete sentences… all with the Naira-only-attachment at the end of it all .. alle. So, it’s ice-cream-alle, or doo-dooo-alle… much like Marathi, I do believe 😀
But yes, almost three months without meeting me, she still hasn’t forgotten her Ammummaaa… and gives me a replica of toothy grin that I give her, proceeding thereafter to make faces, which I mimic! This year’s birthdays, of both my N grandotties, I have missed being there, but yes, knowing they are comfortable, safe and healthy is enough celebration, in these uncertain and trying times!
Her mother usually calls out for her, when I ask for her, saying “Mashuuuu…. Ammumma alle, come come….” She runs to the phone. On the other hand, the older one is more sedate and full of news about how the Corona virus will go after 17 May, which, incidentally, is tomorrow no? Sigh!
What’s your name? I ask little N. And she gives me her look and says Maashuuuu… (there’s a back story to this – and you’ll understand only if you have seen Masha and the Bear, a Russian cartoon strip about this tiny girl, wearing a headscarf, and the lovable bear who cares for her, and puts up with all of her mischief! Masha became Mashuuu… given her predilection for Masha-like feats and naughtiness 😛 Oh my, she’s the best goonda ever!
Last year she was two, and this was written nearly three months later:
Ingénue, or The Kurumbi
Makes you think of this lovely lass,
Full of sass, interesting, errr, unpredictable?
Well that’s who she is, both innocent, and a goonda
The one, THE one, who has us all, going awwww…
Or O M G, get herrrrrrrr…. before she… errr
The air is then suddenly filled with any of these…
Silence, shrieking, or laughter of the open mouthed variety!
That, dear folks, is Naira, who’s two this May (2019)
Who this blog has introduced last year, on time
And this year, came by a tad late… The rambler
That wacky soul, here, was overwhelmed, up against
A mountain of stuff, that’s her excuse,
But glad all the same, that she’s here this day,
Having climbed that mountain, and let the forest
Of possibilities be, no weeding out, only growing
And moving onwards, inspired by this grandottie of hers
Naira. That Shining Soul. That unputdownable Sprite.
The one whose whole self lights up her soul
In the sudden smiles she gifts, and the (now)
She bestows. She’s that rather happy, delighted
Delightful soul, who’s been given that space and love
To be who she is. Just who she is.
And my wish is just that…
A ton of blessings, prayers, charmed spells and flights of fancy, all the light and love to make a year of the most precious things glow steadfast in your memory, my dearest darling! My dearestest Goonda, my Nairakutty – Happy wala birthday to you!
3 August, for 16 May, 2019
Her First Birthday Blog
I wish I could give you that squishy hug right now, and tell you how much I love you Nairakutty! I miss seeing you go … Ammumma, nam nam alle… and phone alle… and Dancey dancey alle… I love you baby! Stay blessed and and awesome as your sister and parents! Mwaaaahhhh!!!
16 May, 2020