Addiction

Sssssssssssssup guys!!!

Thought I should update you on my recent addictions..

In last couple of months people have been mentioning me the benefits of watching "The Big Bang Theory" and so I wanted to give it a try..given that I am so busy doing all self-centered things, I had to give up on something to make time for this..So I gave up fighting with you-know-who..making you-know-who the biggest fan ever of the show even before we gave it a try....It was a love at first sight for me with this show I must admit..I loved the entire cast and especially Sheldon..I adore the expression on his face and the voice when he is telling a lie..The voice of Shelton telling a lie amazingly resembles with the voice of you-know-who telling a lie ..or should we say "when not telling the truth" because here in DattaVille, we do not tell a lie..no sir..we just do not tell the truth..

And second one is ofcourse my Zumba class with Josi. Josi is the kind of like the girl I wanted to be when I was in my twenties..only thing is I did not know it back then..So Josi is a typical Manhattan kind of girl who seems to be happy just about anywhere and anytime - which is like living in fantasy world for me. So I am totally drawn to her world...She throws small packets of happiness at us when she is moving her tiny hands on the rhythm of the song which if we are agile enough, we can catch it..the more agile you are, the more happy you might be..and I heard Josi telling something about losing a pound, but I have yet to discover that side of the glory..So being the super-duper agile that Josi is, last Friday in the middle of the routine, she suddenly turned around and went close to a fellow class-goer and started dancing. This took the fello class-goer by a surprise and she fell on the floor. Luckily she was not hurt, and I could burst out laughing safely. It is so funny when people fell un-expectedly..I know..so mean of me..But on the upside, I also laugh when I fall myself..Jay, please do not laugh when people fall until you are big enough to have your own blog and write about it..Addictions are not bad..especially when you discover how mean you can be and dancing is so not your thing..

peace out..

Bappa

गंपती बाप्पा, गोड मानून घ्या आमचे लाडू

mummy आणि daddy ला बुद्धी द्या जेव्हा आम्ही हात जोडू

 

तसे ठीक आहेत रे ते

आमच्या काही complaints नाहीत

कधी कधी भांडतात थोडे

and thats alright

 

एक सांगू बाप्पा

तुझ्या उंदरासारखा एक उंदीर पाठवशील का रे मला?

दोन नको, एकच पुरे

नाहीतर mummy म्हणेल किती मागशील रे मुला

 

का पाहिजे ते सागतो तुला, दे इकडे तुझा कान

Lego पाहिजे तेव्हा store मध्ये जायला आहे कुठे वाहन?

आता कोण वाट बघणार weekend ची, week केवढा मोठा

आणि Amazon वर shopping करायला मी पडलो छोटा

 

आणि हा, while you are at it

थोडी chocolates पण sanction कर कि आमच्यासाठी

तू पाहिजे तेव्हा लाडू खावेस

मग हे rules का बरे आमच्यासाठी?

 

बाकी सगळे छान चाललाय रे, एक homework सोडला तर

माहीतच आहे ना तुला

but its okay, I will text about that

आता school ला जायचेय रे मला

 

-Jay

 

 

The Lady

Jay, Nina and Mommy playing car car and driving driving..

Jay(driver) : Excuse me, young lady..

Nina and Mommy turn and look at him..

Jay (turning to mommy): Not you, because Nina is the young lady and you are ..

Mommy: I am the old lady

Jay: No, I mean you are not very young lady any more..

:-)

Turn back, Lucy!

Lucy
U my baby
Me your mom
for sure

I tell-ed you so
when I see-ed you last time
Now if you need a hug, u come to mommy
becuz I donno where I left you behind

Me so busy
and house so big
God, so much work
and so less time

Me finding
U hiding
Is this what I teach-ed you?
pleeez send me a saa-in...

I call
U ig..ign..ignover (Phew!!)
Me waitin..
You cheatin..

P.S: This poem is published in an effort to find Nina's baby doll Lucy who mysteriously gets lost before bed time. EVERY.SINGLE.DAY..

Blessed Life!

Thirty some years back when she held her second born for the first time, she must have been proud. She must have placed a gentle kiss on those chubby cheeks and said "I love you with all my heart. I will make you a fighter and a dreamer. Never give up my girl!". As she passed her bundle of joy to the father, his face must have been beaming with joy. His gentle eyes must have had a twinkle in them. He must have hugged her and said "welcome..we have been waiting..I promise I will carry you every step of the way..all you have to do is believe.." Someone's two tiny  hands must have been waiting patiently for their turn. As they told their first-born "You are a big sister how..hold hands and always stick together..", she must have understood all that in her own three-year-oldish way and must have smiled. She must have said "I will, I will be with her and share"..and just like that their sweet little family must have felt complete..

Aai, Baba and Tai, thank you for choosing me then..because of you, I am..

Mohini

तिचा विचार केला कि

त्याचे एकदम भान हरपते

तिला मात्र काहीच पत्ता नाही

ती आपले तिचेच काहीतरी करत असते

तो हातातले काम टाकून

तिच्यामागे पळतो

रात्रीवर रात्री

तिच्याच विचारात काढतो

कधी कधी त्याला वाटते

ती कशी एकदम साधी आहे

एक हात जरा पुढे केला कि

तिची माझ्याशीच गट्टी आहे

पण मग कधी कधी

ती फार खडुसगिरी करते

काहीही कारण नसताना

अशीच उगाच अडून बसते

ती हसते, आणि म्हणते

अरे वेड्या, मी नाही खरी, मी तर एक मोहिनी

तरी म्हणाले होते तुला

Resources वाढव आणि time allocate करू नकोस कमी

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Here is to all your future releases Datta..Cheers and happy project planning!!

-From the Un-Mohini in your life

O(h) Glory!!

Dear Jay and Nina,

I wish there was a manual
about how to raise you kids
i wish it was clear and concise
and without a lot of what-ifs

I wish there was a pill I can give you
for breakfast, lunch and dinner
The kind of that is yummy and nutritious
which will make you and me feel like a winner

I wish there was a magic potion
which instead of bath I could spray
foos.. foos.. foos..
and you both would be clean for a day

Cuz clearly I do not understand
what's all the fuss about
On one hand you do not go in the bathtub
and on the other you do not come out..

But then if there was a pill and there was a spray
imagine how un-glorious motherhood would be
without all that counting, talking, explaining and all the other ing-s
Gosh, I would be ..well...so not me...

-Mom