A Quest on Overdrive … :)

An eccentric rambler on life's lessons and mercies, found and lost… :)


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Shish, Che… Six!

You thought I was going Sheesh! Then Che che (no, nothing to do with Che Guevera 😀 but everything to do with a sound much like tsk tsk 😛  ), and when I got to the number Six, I’m sure you’ve cottoned on 😛 All three refer to the numeral six (Hebrew, Hindi, and duh, English 😛 ). Even though the reference is obvious, I like to go the roundabout way to its specificity, in this case. 😛

A six year old is at that threshold, where excitement, novelty, the wonder, the curiosity, eagerness, enthusiasm, unflagging interest in myriad things still surges. At the same time, there is a knowing, an understanding, an awareness, if you so wish, an acknowledgement, to / of life itself.

The anticipation, expectation, aspirations, these are still gold, but with it comes a settling in, to living the anticipation, a mild maturity 🙂 No, I have no six year old grandottie, yet, or any other six year old… but yes, six reigns supreme on 29th June, when the first born, my Sun Child and his lovely partner, Pratibha, celebrate their anniversary number Six. 🙂

Yes, they are still a beautiful couple, so evidently in love, and yes, they’re wise and wonderful in the way they live and love life, as partners, friends, and parents to two beautiful girls, both of whom are more than a handful in every way possible.

I’ve watched, sometimes anxiously, but always proudly, how they watch out for each other, and others in the family, friends too. It has always surprised me, that the rather absent minded young lad he was, Arjun, is now a ‘responsible’ grown up (really?!!) even though he still is sometimes the goofiest guy I know 🙂 Loads of talent and skill  to be that way, don’t you think? 😀

And she? The sweet, patient, playful, encourager – always a warm word, a pat on the back and a sudden, quick, tight hug, aevi, just when you need one 🙂 Laughter bubbles, and giggles come instantly, in conversations and observations!

Together they are couple who inspire others to set (the current buzzphrase 😛 ) ‘couple goals’ 😀 They may be just six, now, but they make it look rather easy. I love how the kids, mine especially, show me how to do things better.

Thank you, you two, for you, for being who you are, to each other, and to us. Happy anniversary from all those who love you 🙂 Stay Mr. and Mrs. Awesome! ❤ ❤

 

First Anniversary here (LINK)
Second Anniversary here (LINK)

Third Anniversary (LINK)

Fourth Anniversary (LINK)

Fifth Anniversary (LINK)

29 June, 2018 (and under 500 words, this time round 😛 )

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Worn

We wear them.

Wear them down?

No mending ever

Of the wear and tear.

Just trudge on, most times,

With the excess baggage

Of what they mean to us.

Too precious, to lose.

Too crucial, to discard.

Too sentimental, sometimes;

For existing without them,

Is a long and barren road.

So we wear them

Monosyllabic, or poly-

Always stressed these days

Even those that need none.

Care-worn, careful, careless never

Their brilliant raiment often stymied

By walls that meet them, across un-discernible

Boundaries, set in stone, within the mind.

By the time you’ve found the right ones

To clothe your intent, your hesitant foray

Into a semblance of expression

They’re shorn of warmth,

Of possiblities that might break walls

And the intricate snowflake, it could be

Merely melts, into a murky puddle.

They, in turn, have worn you down.

14 June, 2018

A niggling push that began yesterday, while at work, and began to write itself, through the mobile app, completed on a desktop 😛 One of those writes that pushed, and got out. Sigh.


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One, and the Show Has Just Begun!

Exactly a year ago, round about this time (1120 ish pm 🙂 ) the twinges started. She stayed put though. Just tiny stirrings, but nothing to heave about 😛 Till the next morning when it was confirmed that she was getting into the groove 😀 She led her mom a not so happy dance, but finally showed up late into the night, much to the delight of her big Sister, Naina, her parents and grandmoms 🙂

SHE showed up. We were ALL very certain, that it would be a HE,  don’t ask how. My thinking was, given the time that the doctors and the scans told us, this was a Made in Thrissur edition, so for some strange reason, it had to be HE. Plus a certain calculation of the appearance of the Momma. I’ve never been wrong. Oh wait! I have, I have. Just once before. With my own 😛 So sure was I that I was going to have a baby girl, that I asked the doctor to check, once he informed me that my second one was a baby boy. And this girl is the spitting image of her father 😛 Some miscalculation there! 😀

Paru had better sense and trust I know. He/She, it really didn’t matter, though it has cured me of my wish to try and predict the boy / girl thingy these days. Loss of faith 😀

So, yeah, this one, this ONE (hint hint hint 😀 ) was as cool as they come. Except that babies don’t come cool 🙂 Not in the height of summer. But darling Naira, to whom this blog is dedicated, was/is a pretty cool customer 🙂 For one thing, her parents (and grammies) were more experienced, and on top of the situation, and second, she had a great big sister to keep her sweet 🙂

Like her mother, and her paternal grandmother (as babies 😛 ), Naira has been really un-fussy. Her parents were boss, the rest of the family adoringly hers. She took to the car seat very young, and began her independently seated travel within three weeks. So easeful was it, that her mother could actually drive both kids around, by herself. So proud of you Paru, for that 🙂

Someone said, through a meme, recently, that the second borns are usually more troublesome. I’d say awesome is a better word. (Yes, I’m second born 😛 ) My second born would agree, as would Naira’s mom. 😛 We are really good babies. We love our Moms and Dads a LOT. More than the others. So much that we might just burst into tears if you just so looked at us. We’re sweet 😀

Naira is as laid back as they come. She took her time turning over on to her tummy, by about the end of the fifth month. Decided teeth were a problem and held off till the eleventh month, when she finally thought that her crawling might actually gladden others  – particularly her maternal grandmom 😀 Till then she was comfortable doing a little Michael Jackson-ish backward creeping/swimming, but getting to where she wanted anyway!

Through the nearly 3 weeks I spent in her company in March, I was sure that she would crawl one day, and give me the high of cheering her on. She waited, (did I mention she’s a cool customer? 😛 I know, I did ::D ) she waited, and slowly got on her knees. Then swayed gently, and lay flat again, on her tummy. She waited till the 2nd of April to finally move forward on her knees. Duh. She waited, oh yes, she did, till I left, to do that 😀 But once she found out about the pace she could use, there has been no stopping her 🙂 She also decided to show a couple of teeth, finally, so that all that murmuring around her would cease 😀

Naira means the shining one, the brilliant one. And she is all of that. A cheerful soul, smiles easily (now), and keeps you at arms distance if you are a stranger. Till she sees you regularly around her, she’ll smile, but keep her distance. Such a radical change from her friendly elder sister, Naina. 🙂

Naira, the second born is a determined young lass, already. She determines things right now, and somehow or other it does go her way. She calls you with a commanding Aeyyyy! Smiles when you respond, and gifts you a rare chance to carry her, just to please you, if you please her and let her be, initially 🙂

Babies do sense a lot about a person, and can hold back if you are too forthcoming. Patience is rewarded soon enough. This, I have noticed in the most startling way with this wee darling.

 

She’s one, today, the 16th of May, 2018. A day she will spend with her close family, since her Dad’s still on his way to meet her, having been transferred, and therefore being on the move.

Happy birthday, my darling gurl, our Naira ❤ You are wished much joy, and laughter. Happy times, fun times and the all encompassing love of family and friends that hounds you, scaffolds you, sustains you, surrounds you all the time!

Stay this cool always. This zany. With the brilliance of your beautiful smile zapping all those who meet you ❤

All our love, dearest Naira! Happy happy birthday to you!

16 May, 2018


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Zest

Grab them opportunities

Infuse inclination

(Like really, let it sit for a whit

Not too long though – it’s got to be fresh!)

Season, with the visions of what could be

Never mind the proportions

So long as they come, to you,

At you, unhesitatingly.

Most times involuntarily, you’ll find 🙂

And exercise you zany-ness

Just don’t let go

Or give up!

You’ll sense that surge, welling up

Within.

You’ll then cease to exist.

For you’d have then seen

How you can just live!

 

27 April, 2018, Day#26 of #NaPoWriMo, 2018


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You Are Loved

Love is a craving

That never quite gets

Fulfilled.

You love, with an intensity,

Most times with a

Sense of entitlement

That expects the same

From your loved one!

Knowing full well

What a gypsy the heart is

Loving who it will,

You, perhaps.

Never exclusive, but

Inclusive of so very much.

You still crave that the Love

Be this way or that,

Be this much or that…

Never understanding,

As the wise saying goes…

It is not to love, but be loved

That is the greatest blessing.

You are loved.

Why is it so hard to believe. that?

26 April, 2018, Day#25 of #NaPoWriMo, 2018