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For those of you who’ve watched F.R.I.E.N.D.S, you might remember “TOW with the Apothecary Table” episode, where Ross comments about Phoebe liking her things to be one of a kind by saying “You know what’s not one of a kind, a Twin!”.

I totally disagree. Twins being born is so unique (if you know what I mean). It’s two of a kind I know, but twins being born itself is one of a kind amongst the usual. When my sister was carrying, I used to keep telling her, if it were to be twins it would be so exciting. She would retort back saying “Yeah right! Handling and bringing up one kid is difficult enough.” Whenever me and she did or thought something similar, which would be a lot of times, we would call each other “two twin papaas” born five and a half years apart. πŸ˜€

It’s so fascinating. It’s not that I don’t know the biology behind it, I do. I find it fascinating in spite of that. πŸ™‚ The fact that they are very attached to each other. The things I have heard, that if one cries, so does the other. If one falls sick, so does the other. 😦 How they are inseparable etc, everything is fascinating. We had twins in our class too. The guys looked so alike and many people couldn’t tell them apart. They were really close to each other. Heard that they almost cried when they had to join different companies as they had studied together all along too.

The Raghu-Rajiv twist in MTV Roadies was cool surprise and added a new dimension to the show I would say. Also did you know that the baby you saw in the movie Baby’s Day Out was not one but two. πŸ˜€ They were twins too. They were alternately worked with as when one was tired. πŸ™‚ Amazing isn’t it?

Why I am yapping away about twins? That’s because a friend of mine from work delivered twins three days back, a boy and a girl! πŸ˜€ I am just super-excited and waiting to go see them sometime soon. Also I had been planning to crochet blankets for them, but didn’t have the right yarn. When ordering the yarn also I was wondering what color to choose. What if I choose pink and both were boys or what if I choose blue and both were girls, so I chose colors according to what might look good. I’m yet to lay my hands on them. Then, I’ll be crocheting away. πŸ™‚ Anyway now it being one boy and one girl, it’s perfect. I hope the babies find the blanket soft and warm. πŸ™‚


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Count Your Blessings

I crib a lot. All the time. Sort of the kind who finds happiness in being unhappy. πŸ˜‰ I gotta do something about it. Decided to put down here, the things which according to me are blessings in disguise. πŸ™‚

– The first spell of rain after the scorching summer.

– A tree filled with the brightest of flowers.

– Baby talk and laughter. πŸ˜€

– One glass of cool water after a tiring day.

– The friend calling you at the right time, when you are feeling low.

– The dripping ice-cream you are licking away. πŸ˜›

– The concern in mom’s voice.

– Puppy’s lick.

Don’t just the thought of these things bring a smile on your face? So if they aren’t blessings what are they? Don’t you agree?


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Juke Box

Hey there!

I know new year’s been here for a while now and I’ve been all lazy about doing a post. That’s because there have been small, different, unrelated updates from my end and I couldn’t figure out what to write. My blog turned two years old, five days back. So, I’m feeling all guilty about being irregular **shame faced**.

What’s new in the new year for you? I have made a whole lot of resolutions and struggling to keep up with them. But it’s nice feeling to be determined to do some thing. No matter how small it is. πŸ™‚

I had written about a birthday swap in a group that I am part of, at Ravelry. We finished two birthdays. I successfully wrapped up gifts for the b’day ladies and sent it across. I’m so happy that they liked it. I embroidered using a stitch kit and crocheted a purse. Though the embroidery took quite a while to finish, I loved it. I loved the picture the moment I saw it and picked it up clearly deciding whom I gotta send it to. πŸ™‚ The purse on the other hand was a very cute project. I don’t feel I did enough justice to the pattern. I could have done it better.

Yay!! Next’s my turn. After seeing all the lovely gifts that was sent on these birthdays, I am so looking forward to mine. The excitement’s so high already. πŸ™‚ First time that I would be receiving so many gifts for my birthday. After all quarter century is special ;). What say? πŸ™‚

I haven’t even written baby updates for a while. My god! The things my nephew has learnt and can do now cannot be covered in a post. He now lovingly calls me chikki, walks all around the house and keeps us on our toes. Makes a dash for the stairs the moment people relax. πŸ˜€ His vocabulary has increased so much in just a little while. I just love the way he says banana, chikki, balalla (rightly said as baralla which means will not/doesn’t come), kolalla (again, it’s kodalla which means won’t give), bow-bow, bau (ball), atha-atha (for instance, he trips over the foot of the table and falls down. Cries and then beats the table as a punishment to it and says atha-atha) and the way he keeps the phone to his ear and says ello. πŸ˜€ Just so adorable that I can never get enough of him. πŸ™‚

The new year on the other hand hasn’t brought anything great on the work front. It’s only more work, stress, politics and recently an argument with the manager. But, see.. I am making progress. πŸ˜‰ I would have thought so much but kept out of such arguments before. By the way, that reminds me, that’s one of my resolutions this year. To do something which I wouldn’t have done last year. In the sense that I always think of things and never do it. This time, I wanna overcome the apprehension or laziness or fear or worry that could be behind the not doing and go ahead and do it. Whatever happens can always be dealt with later. Though I am writing this so easily here, believe me it’s damn tough. I am struggling, failing and retrying. Will be on this mission till the year end and see how much progress I make. πŸ™‚

Went on a trip to Pondy with friends and had great fun roaming and shopping! Though the life has sort of come back to normal there after the storm. The scars that the Thane has left all over the place isΒ  clearly visible in the form of huge uprooted trees in large numbers, affected buildings, fallen sign boards etc. We take so many things for granted. Calamities like these strike and brings people back to reality and shows how blessed we are in so many ways, to be safe and alive.

A series of engagement, wedding and kiddo’s b’day (of course three different friends’s!) lined up to attend, back in b’lore. This only adds more momentum to the nightmarish groom hunt. Hmmph! 😦

I know this was a totally random, long post. But it was long pending. Sometimes, randomness is just as good as clarity. πŸ™‚



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You were asleep the last time I came baby…Β  And asleep till I was about to leave. You woke up with time just enough for you to wave me goodbye and me to smother you with kisses. No matter how much love I shower you with, it’s just not enough. You are the tiny soul who fills our life with happiness with just a smile of yours. All of us forget the worries, the tensions and the misunderstandings when we hold your in our arms.

Times when your cheek’s red with a mosquito bite or you get tiny bruises unknowingly or have running nose are the times of most distress for us all. Time’s running so fast and you are growing up so soon :(. You can already stand, speak words, wave, point out, recognize everyone, recognize toys and sounds and your food. You already have four teeth. πŸ˜€

You are already ONE year old. πŸ™‚

Happy Birthday my darling nephew!! God bless you with good health and happiness all your life… Love you.. πŸ™‚


There’s a song in Kannada which goes –

guDiyaliruva shilegaLLella devarante, guNaviruva manujarella makkaLante.

makkaLigu devarigu bhedavilla, ibbara manadalu kapaTavilla.

This is roughly translated to –

All the sculptures in a temple are said to be God, All the human beings with good nature are said to be children.

There is no difference between children and God, they both have no impurity in their hearts.


Though the translation takes away the beauty in the kannada lyrics, it’s so true isn’t it? πŸ™‚


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The Baby Update 2

He’s grown a lot from the time I last wrote about him here. He’s about a month away from turning a year old. Time just flew by from the time we used feel him kicking inside my sis’s tummy to now, when he’s on his feet with full enthusiasm to starting walking and running. The tiny legs growing strong everyday and moving a step closer to begin walking. Every tiny thing that he does is a thing of delight for us to watch.

He plays happily with his ajji, thatha and appa until he spots his amma. Immediately there’s a squeal and he crawls to where she stands, turning around and giving a grin to the people he left behind. His amma gives him a tough time by running around in the house trying to escape from him. πŸ˜€ The squeals just grow louder. The surprise was when one day all of a sudden the squeals and wailing turned into a soft calling of ma-ma-ma-ma. Now he beautifully calls her amma. Oh! the delight that she must be feeling. πŸ™‚

The grin just got toothier. πŸ˜€ The crankiness for a while made us guess that we are soon gonna witness a tiny tooth popping up. In less than a month he had three. He announced their arrival by by making the noise when gritting his teeth. Now the smile looks sweeter. πŸ™‚

The last time I saw him he could say pa too. The time you can hear him laugh is when he’s playing with his dad. The happiness when thrown into air by his dad is shown by bursting out into a peal of laughter. Best music that you can hear. πŸ™‚

He’s gonna be one naughty fella for sure!! He has now learnt to scold people who are scolding him. I haven’t been lucky as yet to see this. But from what I’ve heard he sounds absolutely adorable. πŸ™‚ His amma and ajji say that he points his finger to the person and says thi-thi-thi-thi. Surely scolding in his baby language considering the context in which he does that. I so wanna see this. 😦

He had already mastered the art of saying goodbye to people by waving his hand. All that you have to do is step back a little and say “bye bye, ta ta”, instantly he lifts his cute littleΒ hand gives a perfect goodbye wave if he’s in a good mood and a sloppy wave if he’s disinterested. πŸ˜€

We sisters LOVE Calvin and Hobbes. πŸ˜€ I used always question my sister that what would she do if her son turns out to be like Calvin. Looking at how naughty he is right now, we are in for a lot of surprises in his growing up years I guess. He’s not gonna be anything less than Calvin. I want to gift him a Hobbes when he turns a year old. A toy that’s gonna be his friend. I know that boy’s generally don’t play with soft toys, but its not a rule right?? The only problem is that Calvin and Hobbes is not merchandised. Now I’m on the look out for a good looking tiger which will be the Hobbes for my dearest nephew. πŸ™‚

Leaving you with strips from Calvin and Hobbes. πŸ™‚ I hope the tiny one grows up to be happier and naughtier. πŸ˜‰


What say Anu? πŸ˜€

P.S: This post just HAD to be full of smileys. πŸ™‚


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>Feat oh Feet!!

>Yay!!! My darling nephew caught his toe in his fingers for the first time today.. πŸ™‚
Congratulations on this feat, dear boy!! πŸ˜€


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>The Baby Update

>He rules the hearts and the house!! He’s almost 4 months old and it’s already giving me the feeling the he’s growing up too soon 😦 The teeny baby which came to its maternal grandparent’s home in August, is now ready to go back home… He and my sis will be going back to their house in a couple of weeks… 😦

I hardly get to see him and when I do, I can’t get enough of him.. The time flies by when you sit next to him babbling nonsense and cooing at him. He smiles, laughs and gurgles in response. It’s such a delight to watch him do just that.

He has recently started turning over to one side and sleeping. The smart fellow lies straight, turns over to the side, again turns to lie down straight and keeps repeating the same, having happily found out that this trick makes him go round in the bed πŸ˜€

His best friend till a few weeks back was the cieling fan, which my sis lovingly calls the “Fanny Boy!!”. He used to watch it with awe and talk to it in his baby language. He has suddenly started getting scared of his Fanny Boy and starts crying at the sight of it rotating.. 😦 I heard recently that he cried terribly on seeing the rotating fans at a function they had taken him to… 😦

On the first day of my two day weekend visit, he spends staring at me wondering, “Who is this?? Seems familiar. She keeps turning up every two weeks!!”. By the second day he figures out that I’m his chikki and happily talks to me and laughs on seeing me, making it difficult for me to leave later in the night.

All these months almost all the activities in the house depended on whether he’s sleeping, he’s awake, he’s crying, he’s playing, he’s hungry etc. My parent’s especially are gonna miss him terribly. He being their “Kullanti” and “Bangari”, they are used to spending their day around him. They now have to go back and get used to staying in the same old empty house. 😦

Gonna miss you so much sweetheart!!!


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