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Day 18 | Treasure Trove

Abbas was trying to find some document or detail which he couldn’t. He then remembered that it must be in his long-forgotten Yahoo mailbox. He hadn’t logged in to Yahoo mail for god knows how long! He tried to recover the mailbox and succeeded. Not only did he get what he was after, but also found a treasure filled with all the emails and cards we exchanged before marriage. We also found so many old photos that we had completely forgotten existed. We were so amazed at how naive, adolescent, foolish we sounded. We laughed at all the conversations we had. It was a beautiful feeling to revisit our courtship (although virtual) days. I’m still catching up on the emails and they seem to be coming out of a bottomless pit.

Hope you all are enjoying the weekend. Since our builder is still beating around the bush and not giving us any dates, we have lost interest in everything! We are having a relaxed one, already watched two movies back to back. Now the trio is onto the third one, while I’m soon going to doze off.

 

 

 

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Posted by on November 18, 2017 in Uncategorized

 

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Day 15 | Yes Yes Yes!!!

Marriage equality and LGBT rights has always been a cause close to my heart. I know very well what it means to be denied the right to choose who you want to marry, to face judgement on choosing your life partner, not being accepted by societies for your choices or simply even being judged because you are the way you are. Although my marriage was in a different context, I can relate to how LGBT community must feel on being denied basic human rights by law.

In Australia, the debate about legalising same-sex marriage has been going on for ages. Couple of months ago the government decided to arrange a postal survey to get the general consensus. Although there was opposition to this by commissions that support LGBT rights, the high court ruled out their argument. Government finally launched the survey where Australians were allowed to vote ‘Yes’ or ‘No’ to the question – “Should same-sex marriage be legalised in Australia?”. There were campaigns run by both groups that were for and against the proposal. The result of the survey were due today.

As the title of my post suggests, it was an overwhelming victory for love today! And I have been elated with the results all day. It felt so good that there was close to 80% participation in the voting process. And about 61% of the people voted in favour. It feels so great that people’s opinions do matter and their votes made history today.

Let there be love. True love triumphs!

 
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Posted by on November 15, 2017 in Uncategorized

 

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Day 14 | Unhappy Day

It’s almost close to midnight and I have nothing to write today that makes me happy. It’s still been crazy busy at work with hardly any time to event step away from my desk. I am still completing some of my office work so that I have a little less to worry about tomorrow.

We were expecting a handover date from the builder although they had given a tentative date of 25th November (in worst case scenario). With that as a base and a buffer of week, we already served notice to the current landlord and Mantam’s day care. Abbas and I applied for a week’s leave to make the move easier. We even lined up a few vendors who need to complete tasks before we move in. Today the builder responded with uncertainty about the dates and requested us to push our plans by a few more weeks. It has been a really bad day as this has completely dampened our spirits. No matter how much I try to stay positive, it is really annoying to be planning every single thing again. We don’t even know where to kick the ball when the goal post itself is changing.

All I am happy about today is for all things that have gone right so far!

Please pray for things to fall in place!

Hope to come back with a post that makes justice to the 100 Happy Days Challenge. Sorry for pouring out my frustration 😦

 
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Posted by on November 14, 2017 in Uncategorized

 

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Day 12 | Return of Mantam-isms

Although these conversations did not happen today, they do bring happiness as I jot them down. So, cheating a bit to get today’s post done with 🙂

All four of us were watching the movie Queen on Netflix. There is a scene where VijayaLakshmi hurls abuses to a guy in French. The subtitles flash with the F word over and over again.

Abbas and I: (share eye contact wishing the kids didn’t notice the subtitles)

Mannu: What does that mean?

Abbas and I: (Again looking at each other yet clueless what to say, each hoping the other one manages the situation)

Tammu (takes charge): Mannu, it’s a bad word. So you don’t need to know!

Abbas and I: (Rolling eyes and trying to control our laughter)

Mannu: What???!! So you know it and I don’t need to know! Seriously?!


Abbas brought a bunch of greens which is rarely available and I made a traditional Bengali dish with it. As we sat for lunch, Abbas looked at the dishes on the table

Abbas: Haven’t you cooked the greens?

Me: Yeah, I have made this mix veg dish with the pumpkin greens

Abbas: What? Seemu, they were bottle gourd greens and it is usually added to lentils.

Me: No no, they were not bottle gourd greens. I know very well that they were pumpkin greens.

And the argument goes on for a while in a fun way. Abbas makes fun of me and vice versa. We go on to google to look for images but are still confused who was right. Abbas looks for bottle gourd greens Bengali dish on Google and gets the same link as I get when I googled for Pumpkin greens Bengali dish.

It was a laughter riot in parallel to the argument.

Mannu: Guys, please stop it now?

Tammu: Mumma Baba, can you both first decide if you are arguing or laughing?


Mannu, Tammu and I are walking to the station in the morning

Tammu: Mumma, you know what?

Me: What?

Tammu: I think I am a good person

Me: What makes you think so?

Tammu: Because my friends throw food in the bin, some of them drop food on the ground and others stamp on it. I try to make them understand that they shouldn’t do it.

Me: Yes Tammu, you are right.

Tammu: Actually I feel sad for the food. For example, the other day S dropped crackers on the floor and D stamped on it. Now imagine how the cracker might have felt. It must  have been thinking how excited the day is going to be, I’m going to go inside someone’s mouth. But it got hurt instead.

Mannu (Who was hardly paying attention to the conversation so far, suddenly got alert): What is she talking about? Who gets excited about getting into someone’s mouth?

Me: Mannu, that’s because that someone we are talking about happens to be a cracker 😀


We went to a friend’s home and her mum had made fish fingers which were out of this world. Mantam enjoyed them so much and asked for seconds.

Me: Mannu, you loved the fish fingers, didn’t you?

Mannu: Yes Mumma, they were the tastiesst food I have ever had.

Me: That’s good

Mannu: By the way Mumma, no offence to your cooking skills, ok?


Sunday evenings are routinely allocated to folding the truckload of washed and dried clothes and organizing them. Mantam usually help me with this chore. Tammu, being the lazy bum that she is, always gets distracted by the mirror and starts posing or acting weird. Mannu is the sincere one, always tries to learn folding techniques and always tried to improve. Tammu always picks undergarments as they are easy to fold. We named her the chaddi (underpants) girl. She always sits down and Mannu keeps flinging chaddis at her as she drags them from the mountain of clothes.

One day, Mannu wasn’t in her usual spirits and did not turn up to help. Tammu had already begun her chaddi folding business. Mannu dragged herself reluctantly to help us.

Me: Tammu, let Mannu sit down and fold the chaddis today. Why don’t you fold the other clothes.

Tammu (agreed half heartedly): Ok fine!

After a while, she remembers all the chaddis being flung at her by Mannu. She starts taking revenge. It was funny sight to watch and I couldn’t stop laughing. When she ran out of chaddis to flung, she took the ones she had already folded!

That is when I had to take the charge and stop her! (I’m not able to bring the humour through my words, but it certainly was a fun sight as all three of us were in giggle hysteria)


Me (Hugging Tammu on some occasion): Tammu, do you know how proud I am of you?

Tammu (cozily enjoying my hug): Thank you Mumma

Me: I’m so lucky to have you as my daughter

Tammu: It was all due to your hard work, that you have me as your daughter 🙂


 
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Posted by on November 12, 2017 in Uncategorized

 

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Day 6 | Paper Boat Ride

When I think about my parents and siblings, whether they will ever accept us, I listen to this song. It seems to have been written just for me! The music, the lyrics, the videography – is simply amazing! I play this song on infinite loop ever so often and it brings solace to my aching heart. Please do watch the video Kagadada Doniyalli

I’m trying to translate the beautiful lyrics in English, although I don’t think I can do justice to the way it is penned in Kannada!

Is the time ripe for me to sail in a paperboat?

Did the invisible tear drop, misting my eye turn into a pearl yet?

Will the heaviness in my heart ever lighten?

Will I ever reach the cool shore?

Will I find the future pathway?

Beyond all my imaginations

Just show me another miracle

A tiny bag filled with memories I collected on the way is on my back

A silent bridge of thousands of unspoken words is in front of my eyes

Dear monsoon, all my foot prints in the journey are getting erased by you

I want to be the bare footed child in your lap

Will my heart ever be exhilarated?

Will I ever reach my home?

Will I find the future pathway?

Beyond all my imaginations

Just show me another miracle

 
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Posted by on November 6, 2017 in Uncategorized

 

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Day 4 | Lazy Weekend

Most weekends for the last few months have been so busy that we had plans for every week well in advance. Coming weeks are pretty much the same. Today was a rare one where we slept in, woke up when we couldn’t lay in bed anymore!

We had an elaborate and leisurely breakfast of Alu Paratha made from scratch with yoghurt and pickle!

We packed in a lot of chores after the heavy breakkie.

A simple and comforting late lunch followed by a cosy nap!

Lounging on the couch watching TV together!

Quick dinner of toast, eggs and instant soup because everyone is enjoying the slumber mode!

It was a perfect day of nothing significant yet enjoying every bit of it!!!

Happiness is … not always doing something but can also be doing nothing at all!

 
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Posted by on November 4, 2017 in Uncategorized

 

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Mantam-isms for a comeback

This post is dedicated to Tara for the sweet message she left on my blog. I am still grinning ear to ear with gleamy eyes thinking of how someone read my blog twice and was waiting for me to write a new post J

 

The best way to make a comeback after a sabbatical is to write some tidbits of Mantam’s conversations. So here goes:

Remember how I had written in one of my previous posts that Tammu had come up with this idea of naming our future puppy with a name that starts with R so that our family name becomes SMART (Seema, Mannat, Abbas, R and Tamanna)?

Now the lass has gone a step further and planned of having her own family called DART. That would D for Darcy, A for Angela, R for Rachel and T for herself, Tamanna. When I asked who these girls are, she replied that she is going to adopt three girls. She is not going to marry anyone. Well, we’ll see! She also hugged me and said ‘Thank God, you are married someone whose name starts with a vowel! How else could we have come up with a word?’

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On the eve of our wedding anniversary this year, Mantam had made our bed neatly and written a message on the door which read “Have a good night Mumma and Baba. Love, Mantam”. Next morning

Mannu – Mumma, how was your night? Did you watch a movie? Stay up late?

Me – Nahh, we played a movie but felt so sleepy that we went to bed soon after you both slept

Mannu – Oh Mumma! How unromantic are you both, huh!!

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Tammu was recently brainstorming on what gifts to ask Santa for Christmas. And I was relieved that they knew we were the Santa and didn’t have to worry about getting gifts as per their wishlist.

Anyway, the funny bit was she could not come up with ideas as to what to ask for. The girl was later found googling for ideas to come with a Christmas wishlist! Can you believe it?

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The latest fad in our lives has been watching the Full House series back to back. It was an amazing feeling as this was one of my favourite series during my childhood days. I had never imagined that Mantam would love it as much as I did, if not more. We even finished the first two seasons of Fuller House on Netflix. Mantam have been so obsessed with it that most of our conversations see us quoting examples of similar situation in Full House.

One of the episodes saw Danny (who was a widower) begin dating and his daughters did not like the idea of their father seeing other women. When he saw the way the girls were impacted, he sat them down and had a conversation. He asked them why they were upset to which they said that he didn’t love their mother any more as he had started dating other women. He explained to them that he will always love their mom and that she would be happy to see him move on. They asked him how he knew it for sure. He told them how mum and dad have such conversations where they discuss what would happen if one of them wasn’t alive anymore. They had discussed this when their mum was alive and that’s how he knew.

On seeing this, Mantam paused the episode, turned to me and asked, “Have you had this conversation with Baba?” I was stunned and was speechless for a moment. I blurted out “Errr….. No!”. They said, “Then you should have it Mumma. Not that something will or should happen. But you should have the conversation anyway”

I didn’t know what to say! When did my girls grow so old and mature?

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Once I caught them doing something that they weren’t supposed to. I can’t remember what it was, thanks to my declining memory!

But I was sure that it was Tammu who was the culprit.

Me: Tammu, I know it is you who did it.

Tammu: How do you know Mumma?

Me: I’m your Mumma. So I know it’s you.

Tammu: I’m not innocent, I’m not innocent. (She meant that she is innocent)

Me: There, you confessed it.

Tammu: What?!

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They have these spelling tests every week.

Me: Girls how many did you get wrong today?

Tammu: I got one spelling mistake wrong.

Me: Tammu, you are so talented. You even get mistakes wrong?!

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Mantam usually have this habit of giving me instant feedback when they are served a meal. Usually it’s good with words like delicious, yummy, really good, scrumptious etc etc. Occasionally I hear, I don’t like it, it’s too spicy . One day Tammu gave me a feedback that I will never forget. Actually it was one of my experiment dishes that did not turn out as expected. Honestly I didn’t like it either. Tammu had a spoon of it and without batting an eyelid, said “This does not taste like anything” Can you beat that?

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I did a health program recently for 6 weeks and lost 7.5 kilos. Before starting the program, I was explaining Mantam what it was and how it works etc. Mantam understood that I would lose weight with the program. But Tammu had another serious doubt – “Mumma, will you grow tall when you do it?”

 

 
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