I am blue....

She writes....

I wish I could cry out loudly like my little boys do.... someday perhaps. ....

Something died inside me... I cant seem to find out how this happened.... I used to be extremely touchy and sensitive and totally "cancer" like.

Tears a rare sight these days. Well, I suppose that's good in a certain sense but then, why doesn't it make me happy? My once marshmelloy heart seems to have turned to a hard rock !!! I have said this before and i'll say it again " no, I don't like growing up". Sometimes I wish I don't be a grown up about everything and I could just, for one prized moment, well up and blast off the tear tank.

Everyone has a tough phase and no amount of planning can prepare you for your adversities as long as you know how to deal with it when it actually happens. I don't want to deal with my situation anymore. I want to cry and make it all right. It seems to work perfectly for my boys. This is not a prayer but if you are listening big man, I NEED A BREAK !!!

Television at its best !!!

She writes...

Honestly, I've been watching all kind of TV series (including the shitty ones) for a very long time. But this one is just "on my god" all the way. Its like I was watching a hi-fi vala movie every monday morning. Yes, you know what am talking about. Game of Thrones !!!

Just got done with season 6 and "Loved it". Thanks HBO for this stunning entertainer. I actually binge watched it for the first five seasons. It was a slow drug but it surely did get to me. I don't remember why I resisted this all my life. The funniest fact is that I actually thought "Game of Thrones" was a super duper video game (*grinning*) until some maha purush told me that it was in fact a TV series !!

Anyway, that's old news. I am officially a GoT fan. And I've got news, they say we still have two more seasons to go, which means this show is scheduled to end in the year 2018. Phew, I haven't planned anything in my life even remotely close to 10 days. Talk about over-confidence.  Two years is a lot of time. I hope the actors don't die during this time !!! Tyrion, my man. Stay alive.

Just one gyan from this season, You see, the feminist in me sees an opportunity in the most weird spots. Hence, I have to say this, "Game of thrones has now become a Ladies game".
House Lannister - Cersei
House Stark - Sansa and Arya
House Tyrell - Lady Olenna
House Martell - Ellaria Sand
House Greyjoy - Yara
House Targereyan - Dany
Hell,
House Mormont - Lady Lyanna

Waiting for the white walkers to unleash a lady zombie soon !! Bring it on, Ladies...

Anyhoo, I can't wait for the next season. But for now, time to look for newer hobbies. No more of crazy Monday mornings. It goes back to being the most annoying day of the week. Yes, I am looking at you, Monday!
Till then, adios GoT. Hopefully i'll have something to write about you two years from now, when am blown away by this world of GoT over and over again.

Everyone's a Judge !!

She writes....

Oh god, I can't begin to count the number of people who have given me "important" advice on pregnancy and parenting. Surprisingly, this intrusion of my private life by an absolute stranger did not bother me much when I was pregnant. But boy, am i tired of these preachers questioning my ways of parenting!

I am tired. Sick and tired. When I became pregnant, no wait, when I got married, no wait, long before that, when I was in college, sitting in many of those boring lectures day-dreaming about my life, having children was most certainly a part of it. All my life, I constantly found myself making a mental note of things I would see, "I wouldn't do this when I bring up my child" , "I would certainly encourage my child to do this" etc etc..
All I did during my pregnancy was to dream about my unborn children (Ok, I had twins!) and what kind of mother I would turn out to be. Call it instinct or just plain belief in natural chaos, A MOTHER knows her children, at least until they can speak for themselves.

But nooooooooo, apparently the world knows better. It is expected that I should blindly follow what women did 30 years ago rather than listen to a qualified doctor who just happens to specialize in pediatrics. When I was born, giving powdered milk was in vogue. Infants, just days old, were given sugar syrups/honey (GOD knows why!). Solids were introduced at a tender age of 3 months. Everyone was more concerned about how to wean off the baby from breast milk than to actually focus on giving it when necessary. A crying baby is a hungry baby. A fat and chubby baby is a healthy baby. I could just go on and on and on.

My grandmother once told me that she breastfed her son until 2 years. My pediatrician says that I should exclusively breastfeed my babies for at least 6 months. So you see, somewhere in between, breastfeeding went out of fashion. Somewhere, Cerelac just took over.
I do not blame our previous generation because these things weren't researched and doctors back then weren't informed. The damage had to happen for us to be alerted now. But NO, no amount of WHO posters or warnings from pediatricians can deter the aunties from making us follow their practices today. They cannot see the reason why we are revolting for every single thing. Because, according to them, they are experienced and supposedly "the experts" in this business. But, parenting is not a "constant" , it is a "variable". IT changes with time. It is closely associated with how the world changes. Today, I am exposed to more pollution than I was 30 years back. Today, my world is more warmer than it was 30 years back. Today, there are millions of new diseases than there were 30 years back. So obviously, the method had to change. Children had to be brought up in the way that they could adapt to this world. Not the world of 1980's.
So No, I DO NOT want to put kajal on my newborn son's eyes. It is a chemical that my child doesn't need to endure and please, its not even pretty!

Stop this parent shaming. Stop judging us. Let us be the parents that we want to be. Let us make our mistakes. We love our children and every single atom that we move is for their good. Thirty years from now, things could change again, I could be wrong and trust me when I say this, I would happily embrace the change then.
Can you now ?
We want to see them to grow up to be better human beings. We don't want them to be our clones !

30 going on 30...

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When you are reaching 30, your life pretty much resembles a sine wave.

You can either be extremely happy or in the dumps. Yes, think about it - You are happily married to someone you love but you are secretly wishing for your doggone independence. You are single and strong but you know that you are panicking every time you see a happy couple. You are earning a hefty salary but you hate your job. You love your job but earn peanuts. You become a proud parent but you just lost your social life. You can afford the best dress in the world but you look like a fossil by now.

Ah...the up's and down's of our lives....