More Titbits about Khushi!

Even after such a long long post , there is so much I have missed.

Your kisses : The wet long kisses with your mouth open so wide that it feels like you want to swallow me up. As soon as I step in the house I have to rush to the bathroom to wash my hands and face ..rush but without making any sounds. Because the moment you hear or see me , you cry and shout to be carried and the moment I carry you , you try to swallow me up :) Its such a pleasure. You feel my face with your tiny hands and then choose between my chin and cheeks and then shower me with an unending kiss :)
Today it even happened in the morning when you woke up.

Your Little games : When one of us place a handkerchief on your face and you pull it off within seconds and smile !

Yesterday you discovered another new game actually. You were lying next to me while I was reading from my laptop. And you started shouting. So I averted my eyes to you and you started giggling loudly. It has become a game since then, whatever I am doing I have to have my eyes on you.

Your toys : I shoud post a pic of your favourite ones. We have a doremon , Tutu the turtle , Goofy the dog , Rosy the doll , singer dog who is actully nameless , a guitar and a few rattles in our favourite list and we choose and play with them as per our mood.
The doremon is blessed as he can even make us roll over. The turtle is blessed since I allow him to sit on my tummy and back :)

Your stroller: We should name it silencer. It can silence you when you are crying. As soon as you are in that you know its time for sight seeing and you happily keep quiet for that. We some times take you sight seeing from one room to another till you doze off :P

The ways you love ..

..Not just me , not your papa , but all the near and dear ones..

You still remember your dadi fell down around 1.5 years back in bath room and hurt her back a little. You still kisses her back to sooth when she comes.

You still remember that your nani had a fracture in wrist and you talk to her about it every now and then.

You point to kids on TV and on road who have little resemblance to Anirudh or your other cousins.

You miss your Bua and didi for days, when you meet them once in few months and you always remember the ways you played with them.

You want to visit your dadi and taiji each time you see an aeroplane.

You would suddenly start talking to your cousins , imagining them around you, when they are 2500 kms apart.

You would want to talk your dadi and nanu on phone almost every day and would share the details of your school and creche with them, also would narrate ABCD and all the knowledge that you have accquired.

You would want to talk to all the relatives over the phone , every once in a while, when neither they nor you would know what to talk. You would still feel happy to listen to their voices.

You would suddenly gel with certain people whom you never met and will talk about them for days after meeting them.

You are attached to all the kids and maids in day care and remember tiny details of how they talk or how they say certain words and would tell those to me.

You would love the way your dadu calls you "beti" , dadi calls you "betu" , mumma calls you "beta" , papa says "yes beta" and nanu says "mera bacha".

You would remember the compliment your nani gives , "Aryan is a good boy" and say it in her accent.

You would miss your toys , especially engine and car , while on vacation.

You would jump at the site of your previous house and say "Old Ghar Jana Hai".

You would tell me , that though you enjoy the school , you still want to stay with mumma and papa.

I failed to record all this last year , better late then never :-)

Happy Birthday Sweet Heart !

Chal Meri Gaddi..Chuk Chuk Chuk

Aryan enjoy's gift from Taiji and Tauji.Pics taken in Bangalore on 24th July, 2007.


"See my Engine :) "


"WOW it has an Steering too ! "


"Me going for a ride"

Editted to Add : I got a call from Aryan's tai ji after she read this post. She informed me that the gift is not from them but only and only from Aryan's cousin (their 3 years old son).

Our Little Musician

After dholak player, presenting the famous pianoist.


At Home,Bangalore, 2nd July, 2007

Oh ..he can play even while lying down :D

At Home,Bangalore, 2nd July, 2007

I am Humpty !

When Aryan was about a month old , papa-mummy bought him this roly-poly in Bulandshahr.


At Home, Bangalore, 28th April 2007

A lot of thought put in , Aryan loved hitting at objects,it had a soft sound and red was his favourite colour.He proved them right.He loved the toy like anything and still(at 10 months) loves it.I remember the times when he would hug the toy and sleep without Mumma.


Bulandshahr Home,27th September 2006

I named the toy as 'Humpty' and invented a nursery rhyme.

"Hello Aryan , How are you,
I am Humpty, How do you do ?,
I wanna play with you,
I wanna play with you,
Hit me , Hit me , play with me ,
Kiss me, Kiss me , play with me."

To my own surprise, Aryan loved this poem and would stop crying when ever I sing the same to him , with Humpty ringing in my hand.God knows , if he liked the rhyme , or his name in a rhyme or he imagined humpty singing it to him, but it worked ...ALWAYS !!! Anupam however, always teased me that I torture the baby with my stupid poetry.


At Home,Bangalore,14th November 2006

Another incident related to the toy, While travelling for Bhuwan-Manasi(Jan 6th, 2007) wedding ,I kept it in my hand bag to pacify Aryan on the way and during the wedding chores , without realizing what troubles it can cause during security check.
Oops..they thought its a small bomb/hand grenade I guess.Apart from the trouble and time to convince them , most of my worry was , what if they will keep my son's favourite toy ? Thank God , he realized it was just a toy for the 6 month's old baby.

Now Humpty has lost both his eyes and has a crack in his body (probably the first toy Aryan broke on his own !!!). I do not know how long will it survive.So I thought of preserving our memories with Humpty for Aryan to cherish.