No No I am not talking about a gift that I received.I am talking about the gifts that we buy,for someone else.Every month we have 2-3 invites for DH’s Desi colleagues kids’ birthdays.More often than not,I don’t know these people and its like a first meeting of a kind.So,what do you buy for a kid you don’t know?sometimes,DH doesn’t even know the kid’s age or name..you know..if the invitation is extended in lunch hour..saying ki achcha come for my kid’s birthday tomorrow at so-and-so place. Or if you are invited to a colleagues home for an informal meetup with the team and spouses.
Now,I love giving gifts ..but I am at a loss,when buying gifts for such occassions.I don’t want to bring wine to a non-drinker’s home or fit for a 3 yo gift to a 7 yo.So,mostly I ask DH to atleast check the child’s age or try to understand the hosts personality,by asking questions about him.The age he can find out(mostly)..on other occasions,he finds it too awkward to ask the parent..how old his/her child is turning!WHY?? I dont know!As for the occasional dinner,I have resorted to taking flowers or boxed candy.
Now,as for the kids,I set a budget…say X amount for someone we barely know..to Y for someone DH/I like and know and may be Z (more than x+y) for a house warming or something. When,buying gifts for kids,I normally,stick to age appropriate gift.If I know the child personally then,depending on his or her likes or hobbies.Mostly its fine and sometimes,if I like a particular gift..I buy it,even if its a few dollars more than the budgetted X amount.
But,what do you do,when you find a gift that was originally priced X(your budget) but is on a special sale with nearly 80% off? Do you buy it and pat yourself for finding a bargain or do you buy that discounted gift and also buy something for your child,and still have money left and look at yourself and say,’How Cheap?’
This is the second time its happenned to me..and I don’t know what to do..The first time was way back in September.We got one of those kiddie birthday invitations and I went to buy a gift and found what I liked and at check-out,the price was in a single digit.And this month,for another last-minute invites,I went to buy a gift and it was originally priced at X amount..and because of some ongoing sale,I got it for more than 80% off!!
The first time,I was too shocked and added some candy to the gift..to make up for the remainder of the X amount.This time,I just bought something else for Aadi.And even then,the total was not X..After finding the said present,we walked around,looking for something else,equally nicer for X amount..but everything else was more expensive,than X. So,we just bought this..after thinking and re-considering our decision over and over.But,like I pointed out to DH,if we had bought it last week,then we would have paid,full price!
What would you have done,if you were in my place?
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Three-Oh
Big Three-Oh is here..and I must say,upclose it doesn’t look any different from any other day.I don’t know what was I expecting..was I expecting to suddenly grow a pair of wings or wake up with 30 written in pink glitter on my forhead.??Why Pink glitter?I dunno..just feel it would have been pink glitter.Nope,I woke up..and everything was the same..I had to still sneak into the toilet quietly,so as to not wake Aadi up..and while I was in there,I had to still answer to her banging the door,telling her,I am in here..go back to sleep till I come and get you..:) Yes the world is still the same.
DH DID take the day off and it was nice to have him around.He told me to not enter the kitchen,he wanted to tidy it up..It was nice to just sit and be served tea.very nice ๐
After tea and some munchies,we were off to Aadi’s school.The form has been submitted,fees paid..and she can start in April,after she turns three.Then,we went out for lunch..had a nice leisurely lunch..with nowhere to rush too..and since we hadn’t eaten out in a long time,it was a nice change..and definitely festive.
In the evening,Friend S came over with the most delicious mini cupcakes..very cute and delicious..
I spent a lovely day with the two people who matter the most to me..I am happy.Through out the day,my phone kept ringing..and every call,message,email left me feeling fuzzy inside.Thank you,everyone.
Almost everyone asked me how I felt,turning Thirty..I think,I feel just the same..I am excited and nervous of getting old and nooo..I am not scared of wrinkles,I am just scared of being not-so-cool ๐ In a way,I am glad to be out of the twenties..I was happy till I was about 25-26..but when I was 29,I didn’t feel like I belong..I was just waiting to cross over!:D
Looking back,I don’t think,I have any regrets for the last decade..I am happy where I am,what I am doing..I am happy.I did want to have 2 kids before I turned thirty..but hey..the thirties are here for the next ten years..and even longer..:P if I decide to freeze my age at 30,isn’t it?And I do want to get financially independent and I am working on it..
I was talking to the DH and realised that I have spent every end of the decade birthday in a different country..so 10th,20th and the 30th birthday,celebrated in three different countries and 2 different continents..Cool na?
I thought long and hard,about what to write today…my mind is still fuzzy with all the birthday wishes and so I decided to ramble on,like I always do.
And also because,when I tried talking to DH about all the things on my mind..he got into his preaching mode,and explained the ways of life to me..sidetracking whatever I was saying..LOL! And when I asked him,”can I talk now?” ,a little voice quipped from the back-seat..”No no,you wait..can I talk now?”..Sigh..See..they don’t let me talk,so I keep this blog..where I can ramble on and on,without waiting for my turn!
And I so wanted to have a breezer today..actually,I have been wanting to have one for the last 4 weeks,just never got around to it..And I know I’ve missed the deadline..but its my birthday..or was ..so..I can cut some slack,huh?
Edited to add- Oh there were some cards,flowers and Rochers waiting for me,at midnight..:D
Evolving
Today,I was talking to my dad and he wished me…’Happy Birthday,Bablu’ ,teasing me that he was confused which day,my birthday was..Yeah right!
I love the easy relationship I have with dad..He is such a fun dad..Sure,he gets on my nerves sometimes..but he is quite chilled out most of times.When I went to India,everytime,I wanted to eat something Junky..he would say..Beta yeh sab mat khao.. boiled khana khao(Don’t eat junk,eat boiled food) I ‘d roll my eyes and dig in whatever it was that had warranted the lecture..And you know the funny thing?Dad would go and get it,from wherever…sometimes from the corner shop..or sometimes from the other end of the town!
Over the years,he has become more of a friend than dad to us..except when he is pestering my sis to get married and me to start saving.And over the years,we have become very protective of him.He is a simple man,who doesn’t believe in spending money on HIS clothes and he has come up the hard way,and doesn’t stop wearing a shirt till its starts falling apart at the seams.Sometimes,even darns it many times before giving up.And no he is not stingy..he just doesnt like spending on himself.We hassle him about his old clothes..but dare someone else say anything about him and we are on our haunches,baring our teeth,ready to defend him.
He is always on the go..starting his day with walking the dog,then making his tea,then rushing to make my sister’s lunch..even if the maid is there..he has to overlook..make sure everything is alright.Eating between all this..Other than his dinner,I dont think he has any single meal in one sitting..he has to get up to check something in the kitchen..or something..He is like the energiser bunny,who never stops.While I was there,one day,Aaji,my granny,said something to him..about eating as per his age..I don’t even remember what it was but both sis and I got worked up,and complained to my aunt about it.Aunt,then explained about the special bond that Aaji and dad share..How they have always been close,sharing confidences,much to the annoyance of my mom and aunt..And we all laughed over it and forgot it.Dad didnt seem the least bit affected.
Now I am very close to Aaji,closer than the rest of the g-children..but when its dad,its him first.You must be wondering why I am writing about the whole family saga here..I’ll tell you why..
Today,after I spoke to my dad,he put Aaji on,and we got talking..and she spoke about my dad..about how he never stops..that he should slow down,that he should have his meals peacefully and how she tries to do things for him,but he is always up and about..you know doing his energiser bunny act…(No she didn’t use the term energiser bunny) and I was listening to her,I realised how much she cares for him..how much she loves him,how she worries for him..It was just so sweet.And dad was there too..he was giving sheepish replies..I could just picture the whole scene.He is the one she goes to with her problems,she is the one,he shares his worries with.They get on each other’s nerves and they support each other,against the rest of us.
Even as I type this,I am grinning ear to ear..
Strange are the ways of life..and even stranger how relationships evolve…How two strangers become mother and son,even when they are as different as milk and honey,yet, blended into each others life so well..that anyone would have trouble believing that they are actually Mother-in-law and Son-in-law.
And this is officially the last day of the 20’s..30’s here I come!It was nice being a twenty-something,now bring on the thirties!!
Sundress on a sunny day
Last time I tried to sew the gift bags for Sew-it on SCU,I faced a road block.The stitching was uneven and the backside had lots of knots,thread was skipping.I looked online,asked sweet Nima and she asked me to check the various steps of threading and tension etc.I did..but didn’t know where to adjust the tension.I tried again..and gave up.
This morning,after breakfast,I brought the sewing machine out,dusted her off and started reading the manual,carefully threaded her and then tried on a scrap …still the knots were there.Readjusted the tension dial and bingo!!neatly arranged stitches.That got me excited.I pulled out the unfinished sundress from this Sew-it I started it..but got my India ticket and was tooo excited to finish it.
It took me less than half an hour to finish it.It was already half done.I tried it on Aadi..and she refuses to take it off.

I still need to finish the hemming and may be next time,I’ll make longer ties.The bottom edge is the original material’s bottom edge,so there are no loose threads there.
P.S.- I have had this fabric since Aadi turned 8 months old..I bought it to make a night dress for my cuddlebun then..may be this sundress will be her night gown..She is dozing off wearing it now.
Mayya,thanks for sharing the tutorial on SewChicAndUnique.
Wednesday is the name of today..
and its weigh-in time.This week,I lost half kg. Not a lot,but,NSV are considerable.Knocked off 3 quarters of an inch from the waist and another inch from the bust.Everyone keeps telling me,that initial weight loss is only water loss..But I like the shrinkage! ๐
And I stayed on the diet for 3 whole weeks!I was PMSing badly last week and end of the week before,so did go off on certain days,but I made sure I compensated with other things..like a long walk followed by lighter dinner.
Then,Aunt Flo was here..and so yoga was out.But in my state,arrival of aunt Flo without meds is a big achievement.I am so excited to start the yoga again.I didn’t excercise much.But,I was very active.I surprised myself,so many times,in the last week.Previously,arrival of aunt flo meant,unrestricted guilt-free pigging and sleeping..I am in too much discomfort to think or do anything else. But this time,I went out every day.Either in the park,or garden or mall..every day.The dropped pounds,make me feel more energised.
Though,very few people commented on it yet,I can feel it and see it.Everytime I look into the mirror,I see the differences.My clothes fit differently..I can look at my face and not see only puffiness.The Acne/break-out is less..all the painful pimples are gone.I am happy.
Ohh and yesterday,I made this for Aadya..check out her excitement..
Here she is making the birdie fly.
BTW,she’s named the birdie,Chup-Chup..and birdie hasn’t left her side,since she came into existence..Details here.
Chup-Chup,the birdie
Today,after one and a half month,my hooks came out of their box.I recieved my copy of Crochet Today,yesterday evening and this issue has some very nice patterns.A twist to the granny sqaure..some nice cushions.But what got me all excited was a little birdie.Aadi saw me flicking pages and fell in love with it too.I promised to make it for her soon.The book said,it took only one hour to finish it.I started making it at 11 am..stopped first time for phone call,next time for toilet break-Aadi’s ..another phone..And finally got done in less than 2 hours.Aadi waited patiently for me to finish,asking every few minutes,if Iwas really making it for her.If I stopped,she would nag me to finish..’Talk on the phone later!!”
Aadi has named her Chup-chup,the birdie and now demands for a tree for her.She brings me my bag of yarn and the hook and says..”Mamma I think its time to make the tree,chup-chup is getting sad/sleepy/hungry”.The bird hasn’t left her side,since she was finished.
Its a very quick,fun project..Instant gratification..I don’t have polyfill and just recycled some old papers to fill the birdie.
There is something about making things for your kids..it just doubles up your satisfaction..If you want instant gratification and be rewarded with cuddles and kisses..this is the project for you..


Chup Chup is made of-
Material- 100% acrylic yarn,3.5mm hook
Technique-Crochet
Filling- Recycled newspaper
Pattern from- Crochet today.
Just A Random Rant.
Hmm..where do I begin?
Let me start at the end..the end of my day.The night,is the most frustrating part of my day.Aadi’s bedtime routine,has me pulling my hair each night.I have tried everything..tried putting her to bed early..bath and massage,reading,quiet time..everything.No matter what I do,she takes her own sweet time to sleep..sometimes more than 1 hour..and with every passing minute my temper keeps rising..and almost every night,I have to scream/smack/blackmail her into sleeping.And every night I hate myself for it.
Starting tomorrow,we start again,to get her to sleep soon and without stress for any of us.As I type this..its 11.15 and I can still hear her talking. For now,I am not even thinking of moving her out of our bed..actually,I am going to poll this. Please take a moment to cast your vote.
Another thing which is on my mind today is a letter from the hospital.My GP had referred me to the Women’s Hospital for specialist consultation.And I waited and waited and suffered all those months..and finally got an appointment after 3 months.I saw the Gynaec,who ordered an U/s and some blood work and asked me to come back after that.The next time,after 2 months-The endocrinologist and the Gyn saw me for 10 minutes each..The Endo ordered another battery of test and asked me to come after a month.The Gyn-well she didn’t even discuss the U/s…only when I asked,she told the results which were abnormal..and all she had to say was,come back in 3 months..and then we’ll see.Today,I got a letter from the Endo,saying that appointment has been postponed to May end-which will be nearly 8 months from the day,I got my referral from the doctor.And now I feel is it really worth it??
When I met the Gyn and endo last time,I came out,feeling so disturbed and scared and very very disappointed.When you go to see a doctor,you expect them to have some answers for you..if they don’t know the answers,they should know of ways to find them,isn’t it?I am so glad,I was meeting Goofy that day,after the doctor visit.I was in a state and meeting and talking to her,really helped me calm down and see things from a different prospective.
And now lastly,mini-rant-Its my birthday on Friday.And I want DH to take the day off.I think special days should be celebrated.I asked him two weeks back and he said YES..I even made an appointment at Aadi’s school.Yes,my baby starts school in April,once a week,for 3 hours.They wanted us to bring the form personally and meet the teacher too.And now he says,he is not sure.For all you know,he might take the day off as well..but what I don’t like is,him not telling me till the last day.That’s how it is always.He just never wants to take off.And even when he does,he just tells me,that morning.What if I have other plans..or want to make some other plans.I don’t want to spend my day along at home.I told him..if he cant take off,he should tell me in advance,so I can plan something else..What something else,he asks.Tuesday is over and he still hasn’t told me anything.I want to make other plans with a friend and now cant till he doesnt give me an answer.And then,when I am soo mad..then he will do try to do something sweet and annoy me even more. OK rant over.
Oh no wait,one last bit..and that will be the cherry on top..we went to the park today and guess who comes lumbering over..A big black alsatian.All by itself.Aadi and I were resting on the bench..he came running towards us and hid behind the bench.My heart was beating so fast.Aadi was getting fidgety too.I love dogs,but not huge beasts,breathing down my neck,with no owner in sight.some other couple was walking their pups,I asked them,if it was theirs..they said no..and didnt even know,whose dog it was.I spoke softly to Aadi,reassured her ,asked her to walk slowly..The dog got up too and started walking towards us.and then,something caught its eye..a furry white ball..our neighbours Pom..he ran towards it.I gathered Aadi and her toy pram and almost ran home.
How irresponsible is that.?Leaving your pet wild in a place where there are going to be small kids!! Very irresponsible I think..and very scary too!
Words…
Words… “Its only words and words are all I have to take you heart away”..I am thinking these famous words.I have always been a spontaneous writer..I write when inspiration strikes me..even if that means getting up at 3 AM and penning down a few lines.While what I write on such moments still remain some of my best write-ups..I have come to realise that the mind needs to be trained to be spontaneous.I cannot just wait for those bursts of inspiration..if I have to write something seriously.
I read a post on Desi Moms nearly a year back.It was a guest post byย a published writer and she said,That everyday,keep allocate some time to write.Even if it means,you are just writing about the weather,but make sure you write a few lines everyday.
In her own words-
1. Write everyday, even if you donโt write everyday.Keep in touch with subject matter mentally on days when you arenโt able to write. Think about it โ think actively and constructively about your manuscript โ sometime every day โ maybe not when you are driving to work, but perhaps at least when you brush your teeth at night. Why? It keeps the subject alive in you and makes it much easier when you finally do get time to sit and type at the computer. (Having lived in America for so many years, I feel almost compelled now, to add, WARNING โ This tip is not to be practiced behind the wheel; dreaming about your book while driving can cause accident, serious injury or worse).
I have a story in my mind..I have had it for nearly three years now..I kept putting it off..I told myself,I will start writing it,when,we settle down somewhere..or when we move to Australia..its been more than one and half here..but I still haven’t gotten around to writing it.I kept waiting for “it to come to me”.Naturally,it didn’t. Sometime in late september-early October,last year,I sat down one day,with the intention of making a start.I wrote a few lines and stopped.I started and stopped again..and finally,one day,when Aadya was napping,I started writing..really started writing and finished the first chapter.And I read it again..I was kicked..I already felt like I have achieved something.And then,came the surprise India trip.I thought,I will have all the time to write,there..but,nothing.I got nothing done.
I came back and looked at my diary everyday..and told myself,I should write..but didn’t or couldn’t.If anything,I kept the diary well hidden in my drawer. Today,i took it out,to check something else..and I read my finished chapter-1 and the lone sentence of chapter-2.I looked at it long and hard..and then looked some more…then,finally started writing..Aadi interrupted me for something,that was followed by a teary meltdown..Hers not mine..I stopped again..When she took a nap,later today,I sat down and wrote some more.
I don’t know..if I will ever finish it.I want to..I don’t know,if it will ever get published..but,I will be happy in the knowledge,that I did what I wanted to.May be I will just use one of those book printing softwares and print a copy for me to read when we are old and grey..I don’t even know why I am writing this ..May be I need to put it in words to get that “Push”..
Speaking of “Push”..this friend of mine,took it upon herself to keep sending me virtual pushes..Even couple of weeks,she would send me an email with only one liner- Push..hope you are working on it!She has just adopted the most adorable little Baby Boy,who is 1 and takes up all her free time..So,darling Amita,may be I had to write this post,to tell you,that I am working on ‘it’!
And all you lovely people..cross your fingers and send up a prayer..and feel free to give me that PUSH..when you think,I need it.
1411
That is the number of tigers left in India .Tiger is our national animal,we say proudly,the low number embarasses me.Everytime,I see the Ad for Save Our Tigers,and watch that lonely cub,waiting for its mom,cowering in its cave,my heart breaks.No baby should have to go through that..Man or Animal.
I remember my excitement,when my parents took me to the zoo.It wasn’t the first time,definitely..but it was definitely a time,I remember most vividly.The reason being,we had just finished the chapter of Wild Animals in Social Studies.I remember feeling the childish pride,when I pointed out and differentiated the lion,tiger and leopard from each other,correctly..and recited a note on Tigers,for our group.
I wonder,if there will be any left,by the the time,I take Aadya to see them.About 6 years ago,I remember waiting for the lone tiger in Hyderabad Zoo.It looked so lonely and uninterested.The one in Melbourne Zoo,was too tired and may be Old…
I am linking up a post thatGoofy Mumma wrote a couple days back.
This post would be me spreading the word. I suggest you do too.
Spread the Word
Let everyone know that our tigers are on the brink of extinction and that they need us. Now. You can start by joining the Save Our Tigers movement on Facebook, Twitter and YouTube, and spreading the word wherever you go โ online or offline.
SMS
A short message can go a long way to help save our tigers. Let all your friends know about the movement through SMS โ just type in your message and ask them to visit SaveOurTigers.com to join the roar.
Write to Editors
Write a letter or an email to editors of popular newspapers and magazines, asking them to support the cause and highlight the urgency to save our tigers. The more people we can reach and inform, the louder our roar will be.
Donate
Organizations such as WWF and The Corbett Foundation work for tiger conservation and need our active support. If possible, you can chip in with funds, volunteer for work or donate clothes, etc. for the forest guards by tying up with such organizations.
Volunteer for Our Tigers
Your time is the most important contribution for our tigers. If you think you have the skills or the commitment to help the tigers on-site, do contact an NGO working for tiger conservation to volunteer for our tigers.
Preserve our Natural Resources
Loss of habitat is one of our tigersโ biggest problems. We can reduce pressure on forests by avoiding unnecessary use of forest-derived products, such as paper and timber.
Be a Responsible Tourist
Visit tiger sanctuaries and national parks and discover our countryโs natural heritage. But please remember that the wilderness is to be experienced, not to be polluted by packets of chips, etc.
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Placemats or Napkins



I was always interested in drawing and one summer,took drawing classes in school.I must have been in 3rd or 4th std. And that year the drawing teacher really liked my mom..She had to..after all my mom was the headmistress and her local gaurdian.So,she spent a lot of time at our place.And seeing my interest in colors,offered to taught me fabric painting.And together we painstakingly completed a set of cushion covers and a table cloth..I loved it.Since then,I have painted quite a few table cloths ,unfortunately,don’t have any to show..as all have been gifts..one or two,may be found at my dad’s and aunt’s place.Anyway..these babies(in the picture)started off as placemats.I got the fabric cut and design printed in India but I realised,they are too small as placemats..measurement error..so made them,into napkins..We have had 2 sets of guests see them..and one of them,wants the same for her table!!
That being said,I am not happy with the finishing,specially the hem and will redo them,once,I can stitch a straight line on the machine.

