Being Nee #18

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Hey everyone🙋

Picked this one up from drafts..it states my life as a mother when Rhea( daughter) was a year old…

A quick post!! What with a one year old clinging to you everytime you pick up the phone to post something and then you are left wondering what was that you wanted to type??maid woes??new house rants??weight issues?? And then you feel post about this phase called being a mom!!!

Rosy and cute as it may sound..I am sure all parents out there especially mommies have been there done that so here I go

Yeah that’s how Rhea sleeps…

Even to this day…

Me, currently summarised in one word!!

Yup that’s me!!

Sleep dear sleep where art thou??!!

And this is what Rhea does..

Everyday I find myself mashing potatoes, lentils and rice for her, with a bit of spices for flavour and madam just refuses to eat and when I sit down with my diet food grumpy and starved she goes waaaaaaaa wanting to know what’s on my plate or wailing away until I pick her up!!

Ahhh so now the story makes sense🙃

Hanging on there…

Until next time, to all the mommies out there, sleep while you can..😴😴😴

7 years up!!! Thank you WordPress!!!

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Hey everyone🙋

7 years on WP and still at it..on and off but still at it…sometimes filled with rants and thoughts from my everyday life to forwarded messages which amused me..
From sharing my little cooking recipes to full on b…..g about people, it has  been a looong journey for me…

I started WP as I was bored..at crossroads stuck between making a career in the medical field and taking a break from continuous studying…so at my first ever job  while still preparing for my post grad exams, I remember writing posts in between seeing patients, I used to and still type them down from my phone…completely new to the blogging world and the technological aspects, I learnt the basics gradually…What started as a hobby and a portal for expressing myself served as hope to when I was really low.. Reading blogs from across the world.. Travelling through places virtually.. Reading about the different cultures, traditions and lifetyles  is still exciting…

Once I started my journey here I learnt so many things..it was kind of an adventure for me..the more I read and enjoyed my fellow bloggers post, I realised it is indeed a bright happy world out there..
So with an on and off effect am still here trying to keep up.. Trying to share my musings and thoughts, learning and evolving in the process..

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I also made soo many new friends across the world, I enjoyed reading their posts, comments and replying back..soo much for WordPress,so thanks again guys..it is not just a blogging platform it is a boon in disguise!!

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Sunday JFL #6

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Hey everyone..

A little sciencey laughs today..

Meanwhile elsewhere..

At the lab..

At home..

At the “science” club..

Pics courtesy: google images

Have a great week ahead everyone.. 🤗

Being Nee #4

Hello everyone🙋

Sunday came and Sunday went.. Here’s the rants I should have sent!!😜

 Bad one I know..🙈

So here I find myself lost in thoughts and pondering on things around me..

No it’s not monday blues, it’s just a routine day for me!!So coming straight to my sob sagas..

📍Talk about being  overtly smart #Deceitfulness..

What I learnt now the hard way, from experience and (am still learning) I find people around me being pros at it, in straight words, good at manipulation..either I am a fool and think people around are too good or I am toooo stupid to notice anything!!

It’s not as if I am a Saint or something, indeed I do manipulate too where required, but unnecessary topics and acts occured which wasn’t required..

For that matter even my maid acted too smart to handle,that left nothing more for me to say..( more about it in later posts)

📍Being Over cautious:

An acquaintance who was once kind of close suddenly popped up after being aloof for a year acting all goody goo,making me wonder what’s up with her!! Being the extra vigilant me, my talks, my acts and my messages reflected my over cautiousness..

📍Talk about Losing faith and trust : 

I don’t trust anyone these days!!

If they speak something in my favour or benefit,it makes me wonder Why What When and the reason they being soo goody goody!!!!

Even if it is genuine my invisible antennas go up in attention and alert mode!!!

So much for truth and beliefs🙄

📍Straightforwardness versus Diplomacy

I find myself in a soup when it comes to being diplomatic!!

As mentioned earlier I am too stupid for that, my straightforward attitude has landed me in trouble many a times..

People expect you to be diplomatic in a nice way (what’s the bad/ worst way I wonder) Say whatever mean things you want but with diplomacy and a smile on your face and bingo you have nailed it.. gained their trust and whatever!!

So continues my self realisation journey!! As I turn a year older shortly, I wonder what more is left in store for me to sit and ponder on!!

Oh and don’t forget to watch  Justice League, the new movie in town!!😃

Yeah as usual I caught up with it and now I am in love with Aquaman…weird??? Yeah that I was always 😈ha ha ha until next time ( I hope to keep posting ) check out Aquaman!!! 😍 That Momoa guy is Khal drogo too, so now you get it😜

Have a fab week ahead!!🍭🍭🍭

HNY..An act of kindness ❤

​Hello everyone🙋

The first ☀Sunday of the year and welcome to my Sunday Gyaans [Sanskrit word for wisdom…(for all the new readers)]

He he he I am just kidding..😜
( Reposting this with few changes)
Wishing  you all a very Happy Happy New Year..💞🍫🍭🍬

It’s the new year bingooo…

Greetings being exchanged and resolutions made.. So what if only to be broken later 😛
Happy people everywhere, smiles and hopes of a blissful year ahead..

All said and done, what does the new year signify???
It’s the same You and the same Me, with just a dash of hope of things being better, the same work place, the same household chores, the same routine but just another year of holidays filled calendar!!

Anything changing?? Nope!! It’s just the outlook.
Year by year we grow old, get more wise and mature, things change, situations change, so then what does the new years passing by signify?!!

Do make a wish, dream a dream , think of something new, it’s just a mental thought,  it’s “The New Year ”  heralding an ocean of possibilities and hopes and dreams..💭

Let us start by trying to make a change in our lifestyle, like they say little drops of water make a mighty ocean!!
Little by little let us improvise on our lifestyle, do things you always wanted to do..
Say for example..(now here I go onnnnn…😛)

1.If not owning a dog, adopt a dog on the street, maybe by a small act of sharing a biscuit with it, feed the little birdies perched on your window sill and watch them fly back with high hopes of finding grains left by you every morning, doesn’t that make you happy??? 🐾

2.All of us are busy in our lives but just make some time to watch a plant grow, from a seedling, the way it unfurls, as tiny leaves emerge from within or even better watch a flower bloom. 🌷

3.How about cultivating a new hobby or just walk around your neighbour hood block,  pass a friendly smile to the  people on your morning walks..👣

4.Call your parents /grandparents and tell them about your work, even if they don’t understand the very fact you called them will make them happy..📞

5.Pen a song, let ur heart dance, read that book you always wanted to, clean your wardrobe and give away to the lesser privileged (they will remember you in the long winter evenings forever) 🎁

6.Give your spouse /kids a hug, tell your parents you love them…give them your time..⏳

7. Give an extra tip to the maid, smile at the watchman who opens the gate for you everyday, greet the sweeper who makes sure your chamber is clean, call a friend and chat away about old times, be super active, gossip around (it keeps your neuronal network active) 🔋

8.Go shopping and remember to buy something for the maids children..🍫🍬🍭

9.Give away the extra sweetmeats you wouldn’t want… it will make some one happy..🍴🍡

10. Say a ” Thank You ” irrespective of whether you are served a cup of tea at the restaurant/tea stall or to the vendor who packs your veggies and fruits, it will make their day more than the tips you offer..💗

Easy to tell/type but not so difficult to adopt right , try one thing at a time and see the difference it makes in your life, you will be the gainer at the end and you will be remembered for, if not by the big shots and important people but in the hearts ranging from that of a little stray dog 🐶 to the hearts of strangers..👱

Psstt:
Ooppzz sorry friends if this sounded  like some heavy duty Gyaan stuff but had to share my thoughts..Who knows , it might just make a difference to someone..
An act of kindness goes a long way..

So have a cheerful and a blessed year ahead…☺👒

Until next time, keep up the spirits and share away..💌

2016..The Good, The Bad and The Goods..😉

Hello everyone..🙋

That’s me, Nee…😎

The year that was…📜

Ahhh what do I say…2016 saw me being super active on WordPress till October when my little bundle of joy 👶 arrived, making me go wheeee..💃💃💃

With my mommy duties  and cravings for an undisturbed sleep 🐼🐼🐼, I was totally blank with no thoughts or ideas or rants to post..

This is just a glimpse of the year that went by..📝
♠ January saw me freaking out with my besties..

With Sridi and Ruchi..

I was a carefree girl, what, with endless shopping, partying and  hogging sessions…💃

And the partying continues..😎

Ruchi – bro’s Anniv and D’s b’day celebs..

The flower show..🌺( Ruchi and Me)🌺

💗 Feb was pink (red) alert…Oopsie daisy the two pink lines appeared.. ahhh I had to be more careful and not go around jumping all over the town..

And Bingoooo along came a  tiny heartbeat too..Duk duk duk duk..💞💞💞

😖 March was the most ugliest month of all with my not so bestie morning sickness creeping in and refusing to leave me for a good two months..

Ahh the endless trips to the bathroom ,the nauseous feelings, the aversion to food saw me loosing 4 kgs..( and boy was I happy )
🌟Come  April  and wheeee I saw the little fetus..😍

All of 12 weeks..It was a dream come true..A feeling which can’t be explained seeing the tiny little one on the scan..💕💕💕

⛅ May, June and July saw me getting back to my normal routine with  renewed energy.. 🔋

It was fun with me enjoying the preggo status, getting pampered and meeting up with friends..👭👭

All welcome the baby bump..👏👏👏

🎀 August saw me going hugeeeeee…My lil one kept growing at a fast pace..And along came my Sis in law ( Ruchi)  to take care of me and my shopping spree continued..👜👗

I learnt to knit beanies..😊

Not to forget the endless chicken hogging sessions..yummm🍗🍖🍗

😎  September came by with a baby shower in tow.. 🎊

A traditional South Indian baby shower it was..

With Ruchi and D…

Enjoyed amidst family and friends..A memorable one indeed..

Fun time..💐

And then a Hospitalisation😵 session  just to make sure all was gud and there I was hospitalised yet  enjoying rather than being morse and tensed…😈
And as the days passed by..it was getting difficult for me to walk, sit, eat, 😞not to forget the pumpkins constant kicks..😃

🎃 October:  Along came my little pumpkin..

Ahh the feeling when I first saw her!!! Needs a separate post..🙈

RHEA..1st look…😍

Joined by my bro and sis in law, we had a wonderful time..A complete family..🎊

Happy Diwali..☄

RHEA 1 month…🌟

We celebrated baby’s  first diwali..One month..Our anniversary..My birthday..with the little one enjoying 3 cake cutting sessions even before she turned 2 months old..😃

And it goes onn….🎄🎉🎀🎁

👀What do I look forward to,  this new year..👀 👀
Ahaaa..hmmmm..errrrr…nothing much..no specific resolutions  cause I don’t stick to them but yes, every passing year I find myself evolving to be more mature.. ( Off which I am  glad about )
I just want this year to go peacefully with my loved ones and my cutie pie…

Basically to  just go with the flow..
A silent prayer to god to keep my dad healthy,  hearty and in good spirits..💕💕💕
So once again I am really happy to share this with my wonderful wordpress friends.. 😃

Pssst….

Not sounding overtly dramatic 

Hope all of your dreams come true too..

May all of you achieve what  you have always wanted..

Let good health and peace prevail..

Make some one happy each day with a little act of kindness..( m still trying too)

Live and let live..💕💕💕💕

And let’s all  jingaa la la la hooo people!!!💃💃💃
Until next year… It’s the time to disco ..whoo hooo

(This year it’s two of my favourite catchy numbers, The Break up song and Kala chasma..😎)

🎄Merry Christmas🎄🎅

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🎄🎅Hellooo everyone..🙋

Here’s wishing all my friends  a Merry Christmas..🎅🎉🎊🎈

It’s the season to Share..Love and Celebrate..💝
Ahh this year, it’s special as my lil one celebrates her first Christmas..So I hope to make it memorable for her..👶

That’s my lil one making her wordpress debut😜😊

A few of my chritsmas favourites ( these don’t change,they are the same every year 😜)

🎄My Fav carol-Joy to the world

🎄Fav story- Gift of the Magi

🎄Fav Christmas decorations- The star hanging outside our home

🎄Fav memory..Me and my brother going candy shopping with our Dad..

🎄Fav Christmas treat- Roast chicken with potatoes

🎄Favourite Sweetmeat-  Pudding

🎄Favourite movie – More than one..

A chritsmas carol, Jingle all the way and Home Alone..

Do tell me your’s..😁

Without missing out on the Christmas fun and spirit..🎊🎈Here’s wishing everyone again, a very very Merry Christmas..🎉💝🎄🎈🎊🎅💞

Until next time Jingle away…💞💞💞

Anddd I am back..!!!

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Hey everyone..🙋

It’s been a long long time and I have been long long gone..🙈

We welcomed our little Pumpkin..

A baby girl this october..👶

So  been busy with the little one..

Motherhood can sure be tasking and I am learning that..😧

Writing this post at 4 in the morning, post a feeding session,where my little pumpkin pie refuses to sleep in her cradle and needs mummas lap to sleep in..I couldn’t resist sharing my thoughts..😃

Many a times the urge to write 📝creeped in but thanks to sleepless nights, the little energy I have is used up in work which m slowly learning..To be a MOM👩➡👶

I wonder if now on my posts will be related on me being a new mom..or about my daughter..or reminiscing the long bygone days of being a carefree girl with no tiny human clinging to me and needing me all time..

Now that’s for another day..
As of now, Thanks to friends like M..(Tingle ur taste buds), Pri( That mishmash) and Garfield hugs, the lovely friends I have made in this blogging world,who kept me motivated throughout and were always in touch with me,  m tempted to post again..😬

Everytime I hear a ping or see a  WP notification, I am soooo wanting to log in and read or post, but given the sleepless nights, all I wanto do is sleep, sleep and sleep in the little time when my bumble bee is asleep..💤💤💤

Hope to keep posting..

Until then,here’s to a beginning of a new chapter..🍻

HID!! What does Independence mean to you??

First of all here’s wishing everyone, all my Indian friends here and abroad a very very  happy independence day.
If you ask me I love my country,
I am a mixed South Indian and proud of my roots.
Yes the West does appeal to me, Whenever I watch “The English movies” (that’s how we call  Hollywood) I sometimes wish and think how things would have been if I were an Indian born and brought up abroad but nope I loveeeeeee being a Southy  (that’s how we are referred too)  Coming to a bit more serious topic.. What is true Independence for you?? This question applies to all my reader friends from all Nations across the world.
For me personally, growing up in an open minded family (most Indian families are orthodox so) being treated equally, in fact being given more importance and attention than my brother as I am the younger one, so more pampering ensured, I never had an area where i felt I was confined and restrained.
I was brought up totally independent, always was and I am still.
So my views on true meaning of independence is different.
For me, today, being independent means being able to come back home at 10 p.m without having to worry about being a GIRL out at NIGHT.
Being able to wear what I want.. Even today we have  people staring at you when you wear a frock or a skirt, Being able to dress freely without having to worry about being gaped at or have men oggling at you, be it the malls or the  movies.
Being able to wear what I want without having to worry about covering up my arms or butt.
Being able to go for my walks on the roads without worrying about it being safe or not!
Not having to carry a pocket knife every time I go out alone in the evenings.
Even in today’s modern day, there are companies and workplaces who look down upon pregnant women or woman who have taken maternity leave or planning for one. It’s like as if  they have committed a crime being pregnant..
I have had my boss scream at me (even before I was married) telling us, “You girls are so useless, you come here only to get pregnant!! ” Just imagine his audacity.. ( He is one of the top surgeons in India, an educated doc who has two children.. Just cause his wife did not have to take leave doesn’t mean we all are privileged that way.. We need  to study, work and make babies too)
I have had many friends go  through hell when they were pregnant, As the bosses and other staff either bitch about them behind their back or act too sympathetic in front of them.
Why do they forget, It’s a physiological  phenomenon not a contagious disease or a sin!!
I have friends who tell me its totally different in the West, Pregnant woman are treated  with so much more respect. I definitely would want a change in this aspect, that’s when the true feeling of being free will seep in for me.
Being independent means the willingness to board a cab/taxi or an auto without having to call your parents and family and Inform the vehicle number, without having to keep an eye on the driver (so many cases of rape have taken place this way,  so better to be cautious than sorry)
Being independent would mean not having to worry and live in a constant fear about your friend’s little daughters safety, the constant fear of hearing little girls being molested and raped in a sacred institution like school.
The true essence of feeling  independent would be when I don’t have to expect a rude abusive answer or a harried look from the bus conductor when I ask for my return change for the ticket I have purchased or have an argument with the auto driver over the excess fare he demands.
This is the independent world we live in.
I do love my country, Pardon me if I am sounding toooo patriotic but yes indeed i feel blessed to be born here but everything comes with it’s own drawbacks and these are  just a few of my rants at what being truly independent means to me.
What does true independence  mean to you??Do share in your views..

The First Look!!

The first look…

She saw him walk down the road leading to the college building from the hostel. A first year medical student herself, she stood there sipping her hot tea, watching the guy walk by past her.
Oh god! What a face!! Totally bored, disinterested, unshaven face, tall, moderately physiqued, and shabbily dressed, chronic patient looking guy walking towards the main building.
She wondered, still sipping her tea, why do such people even attempt to take up medicine?!! This guy for sure must have been pressurised by his parents to become a doctor or an engineer as was the norm these days and he having no say, must have meekly agreed and here he was, making an extremely so called difficult trekking trip to the colleges second floor.
She glanced at her watch, yelped and ran towards the building for she did not want to be late for her classes, more importantly to catch hold of the last but four benches.

It was a routine sight to watch students rush past everyone, like a 100 metre race and make a dash into the classroom much to the amusement of the professor, who would be standing and watching them enter the classroom, thinking what a lively studious lot!! Sooo very interested in studies, when actually it was the opposite!! Students running in to capture the middle benches, cause that way they would not be asked to come down and be seated in the front row, which were always empty, (save, for one or two seats being occupied by the Einstein’s of the class, doing a E=MC squares even during recess) and in turn be bored to death or would not be caught falling asleep during the hour long lecture.
She ran past the.. (Lets call him the Chronic Patient dude!! ) So, she ran past the CP dude, who was still making an effort and contemplating on whether or not to attend the class.
Her friends had already reserved a place for her in the middle row. She happily hi-fived them and sat down asking them the topic for the day.
The class started and five minutes later, a drowsy,  extremely bored voice broke the monotonous drawl of the professor, “Sir may I come in??” The professor turned towards the door and so did the entire class and there stood our CP dude, with ruffled hair, stubbled bored face, shirt Half-tucked in, hands in pockets, chewing on a gum stylishly (which even a cow would  feel outrunned to while chewing  cud), with a black back pack ( hanging half way behind him, as if it was hanging off a cliff and crying for help).
He jus walked into the class, completely oblivious to the interruption he had just caused, or to the action potential class which the professor of physiology was so painstakingly explaining and that’s when the hatred started.
She wondered.. Ughhh !! Why do such people even take up medicine??!! How would  such a guy become a doctor and save human lives or mend a broken wrist or suture a wound or do a lumbar puncture( without it ending up in a spinal cord herniation ) or understand the complexities of a women in labour( let alone deliver a baby).
A loud yawn brought her back to her senses only to realise our chronic patient was seated right behind her where his friends had reserved a place for him. She seethed in anger and suddenly she realised, why was she over reacting?? Even she wasn’t any exception, she was sure half or more than half  the people in her class room did not want to be there, let alone survive an hour long class, on mechanisms of electrical potentials in the human body. She let out a biguhhh sigh and stopped her wandering mind from over-analysing stuff and tried to concentrate on the poor professors teachings, amidst constant loud yawns playing in the background by, you-know-who, and suppressing her giggles every time she heard one.
A very much of a first look she had that day, completely unaware of  more such looks coming up in the next few years.

**A series of events to follow…;-)