She: I still can't believe it. You wasted all your life reading 'Ayn Rand', 'Jefferey Archer', 'Paulo Coelho' and likes but never even once read...

Me: You see, i have read entire Harry Potter series too.Atleast thrice!

she: *Hardly listening* All of my friends think, you are the coolest. GrandMa, what will they say?

Me: *eyes twinkling* Well, thank you!But, you can tell them, I have read Lord of the.....

She: *still not listening* Here is your first copy. Read it and you will know, what you missed for all these years.
And my little princess walked away leaving me flabbergasted.

******Afternoon-mare ended*********


Thats why i never take nap in the afternoon :\

Well, I am still pretty disturbed by the dream so excuse me, but i am finishing the post now. I need to go and grab a copy of Mills and Boon.
And Shhhhhh....promise me, you are never going to let my granddaughter know, i read it first, when i was..ahem...thirty :D

..............and life begins!

Every year, we get away with excuses like, "we couldn't find the danda" or "I don't have new saree" but never once we gave it a try. Truth is, we both are not very religious and this day doesn't hold any importance for us..

But this year is different. We have my parents-in-laws with us and this day means a lot to them ..So for their precious smiles, we came up with our VERY OWN FIRST GUDHI.
It is rather hilariously resting on my camera tripod stand and has a bright blue plastic glass crown . But hey..its the effort that counts :)

Wish you a very happy Gudhi padwa*. May this year gives you many opportunities to bring smile on faces of your loved ones and may your own smile never leaves you.

Happy new year!
Disha

P.S: Gudhi Padwa is new year's day for Maharashtrian.

Me: (little irately) Are you a human or a monkey?

Shreyu: ( very innocently) No more monkey!

Me: (suppressing my laughter) Okay, then who are you?

Shreyu: crocodile !

(@ 22 months of shreyas)
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And it took a strong virus attack on my laptop, issue with camera (My 'bitiya' is sick BhooooBhoooBhooo) and a nudge from a friend to realize, how much i love colors..Anyways, Dawn of reality broke and i made this:



Well, this is not my original work but it is an adaptation of some great French artist.I bought the kit from Micheals and painted per their instructions. But when i was painting, i was indeed in a bliss :)
On a side note, shreyu spilt my color-tray on his head and had bright yellow 'highlights' for 2 full days. And when anybody asked about it, was rather proudly telling 'Panting'.

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And here is a budding artist with his 'original' work in the background!!

Stay Cool!!
-Disha

And a new twist! Whenever someone switches on T.V, my 'mini Hitler' starts "T.V band, T.V band, T.V band" and cries on top of his voice. Though, his Dada-dadi are having a tough time, i am secretly enjoying the fact. Don't raise your eyebrows, See i am saved from suffering watching runs and re-runs of these daily Soap-operas.
My 21 months old 'nautanki' knows worth of these depressing T.V serials, I don't know when my so very intelligent parents-in-laws will understand. *sigh*

Anyways...let me enjoy the peace till this quirkiness lasts. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Good night and sleep tight!
Disha

The Nest!

She felt the pain deep inside. Merciless wind was blowing remnants of the nest in every direction..
She was there, when two birds were enthusiastically collecting twigs and building their home. She witnessed the happiness, when female bird laid the eggs. She felt the joy, when little birdies were learning to be on their own.

Why o why, wind had to be so hard on their 'home'?She closed the window as she couldn't bear the sight.

Inside the room, her husband and her kids were sleeping peacefully. She adjusted their blanket and smiled. No wind can be strong enough...and not all nests are weak! .

*fiction*

Beating the blues!!

My son, my camera and www.blogger.com .. These are my stress-busters. What are yours?

(Okay husband too..but i could no-way relate him with the pic so skipped ;))

In this mechanical world, all we need is to slowdown, and marvel at the miracles. Atleast sometimes!!

Me: Shreyu, are you my daughter or son?

Shreyu: Moon!

Me: :0 *abhi se PJ*
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Shreyu: Mamma, Booch Booch *replace 'ch' with 'k' *

Mamma: Okay baby, Lets read Mickey Mouse and Pluto * with super excitement*

But then...... Dad makes an entry!

Shreyu: *Runs away with the book without, looking back at Mamma*

Mamma: :0 *with envious glance at the most animated version of book reading *
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Shreyu: Mamma, Nain...Nain...Nain *jumping up and down*

Mamma: *thinking, what kind of Mamma she is..She doesn't understand half the things her baby says*

Shreyu: *Holds her hand and take her to Window so that she can see the rain*

Mamma: *smiling and thinking, if only She had half of the innocence he has...*


*All this at 21st month of shreyas*
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Every night, when i sleep in tight embrace of this father-son duo, i cannot help but think, how lucky i am! See, i have two men in my life, who love me the most..What else a woman can ask for :D ..
When you think, life cannot get better, it just does!

Sleep tight and good night!
-Disha

Sometimes, we let mist of prejudice envelope our thoughts so much, that we fail to see otherwise clear picture right in front of our eyes!

I LOVE......

I love, Mist in the breeze and Blossoming buds,
I love, Dew on the leaves and song of the birds,

I love, Sun of the dawn and Dusk in the sky,
I love, Green in the lawn and Birds flying high,

I love, Surf in the sea and Colors of the rainbow,
I love, Tall embracing trees and Fresh white snow,

I love, Fragrance of flower and Clouds in the sky,
I love, Serenity of a river and Stars twinkling in joy,

I love, Glow of the sun and Calm of the moon,
I love, Rain in the summer and Bright winter noon,

I love, Rays of sunlight, making my days bright,
I love, strolling with "him", in a pleasing Moonlight,

I love, Dancing in the rain and Whistle of the train,
I love, Playing with my son and Building castles in sand,

I love, my role of a friend, sister, daughter, Mom and Wife,
I love, to thank god for giving this wonderful life!

-Disha