Bed-time · Daddy's girl · mischief · Pipetty-ness

She is all me..but she is all HIS

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Whoever meets us,sees Aadya,comments on how she is a mini-me.Her actions,the way she cocks her head to a side,the way she smiles,her looks, her cheeks,her nose..all me..But…her heart belongs to her Papa.
We were out grocery shopping and Sanj was carrying her.He wanted to go outside to get a shopping cart,so I offered to carry Aadya..And she pushed me away. Huh?? My baby?when did she grow up so much…she pushed me away..And people were looking too.I gathered the pieces of my broken heart and walked around the store,waiting for them to come back with the cart.They came back and she had this silly grin on her face,as if teasing me,taunting me,”Look mumma,I got you!!”
So,anyway,I leaned forward to kiss her and she turned her face.I thought she was just distracted ..I tried again,and she said No! And then Sanj came from behind me,she gave him a smile and called him.He asked her for a kissie and she gave him Kichie..I tried again,no luck again.In fact every time,I asked her for kissie,she would look away and then,with a naughty smile,call her Papa to give him a kiss.
We came home and after putting the groceries away, took her to the bedroom,to put her to sleep.She was drinking her bed-time dudu,we were talking and Sanj,reached over and gave me a kiss.And this little miss, got up like an angry tigress,snarled at me,hugged her Papa  tight and closed her eyes tight. If I so much as tried talking to him,she would get upset and glare at me.I mean what did I do??What?
Anyway,its besides the point that she came to me,after he had fallen asleep.Yeah whatever.
Its true,all girls are daddy’s .I was one,am still one..So,I guess its only fair,my little girl is her daddy’s too!
Here’s a song for all the daddy’s girls,out there:
Butterfly kisses by Bob Carlisle

BTW,As for our names- Ms.Pipette started calling me Mimi when she was 7-8 months old and Bubba is what she calls,her dad..So,we are Mimi and Bubba..:D

bloggers · friends · Melbourne · Pipetty-ness

To a new friendship

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When our move to Melbourne was final,the first thing I did was looking up Melbourne bloggers.At that time,I didn’t find anyone.Even after I moved here,I would keep looking at blogger’s profiles,hoping to find at least one that I liked,and was also in Melbourne,but no such luck.But,someone up there was listening and quite by chance,I came upon Aneela,through Kiran’s blog.I read her blog,and commented too,but forgot to check her profile.And then,it turned out that she was in Melbourne too!So,obviously we had to meet.And Meet we did!
And it was such a fun day.
It was the day of Christmas Parade and we,Aneela and I, were really excited about it and decided to meet early to watch the Parade..Of course,it would have been fun for Aadya  too. We couldn’t see much of the parade,as it was very crowded..I did let Aadya do a little jig on the sidewalk,every time they played the music.Anyway,we decided to head off to Aneela’s.Sanj joined us there,after getting lost at least 3 times.It was way past lunch time and I kept feeling guilty about starving her,and her site under construction.Lunch was scrumptious and the chicken to die for.We finished lunch and carried fruits and conversation to the den.Here,I have to tell you, there was never,N-E-V-E-R a lull in conversation.WE had a nice fun time,talking about everything under the sun..bloggers(naturally),food,Melbourne,Babies and all the nice and not-so nice things that come with them…and so much more.
As for Aadya,she first charmed A with her sweet smiles and lovely manners..and when she had her trust,then, started throwing small tantrums.Funniest was when Aneela’s Pesho and my Aadya laid their eyes on each other.Pesho had just woken from her cat nap and was shocked to see Aadya in her room,with her mommy..she decided to forget about stretching and went right back,under the bed.By the time Pesho finished napping,Ms.Aadya was peacefully sleeping,on her(Pesho’s) favorite couch!!! Pesho decided to ignore that slight and went out to stretch and roll in the sunny courtyard. She was having a nice time..all was well in her world.
And then,Ms.Aadya decided to wake up! And this time,sit on Pesho’s favorite chair and so on it continued.I am sure the poor cat must be getting nightmares about Aadya.Towards evening,Pesho decided that these strange people were not going anywhere and ventured out,to check us out..Aadya greeted her with a big Hulloooooo and a woarr..( i think the silly child thought she was greeting a tiger),and then went on to give her the pen that she was playing with.Really,what would a cat possibly do with a pen?Write her long letter may be?telling her how much she terrorised her?
Anywho,Sanj enjoyed unrestricted TV time while we were yapping and once the match that he was watching,got over,he decided to put an end to the fun..or so i thought then.We got in the car and realised it was almost nine.It was beautiful day ,well spent. Of course,we missed meeting the G-man..hopefully soon.
Here’s to a new friendship..:)

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The week so far.

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Gosh! I can’t believe its already thursday.The days are really flying.I guess it also has to do with the fact that I am no longer cooped up at home.Being able to go out on a whim,makes life so much more enjoyable.
So,Monday was story-time at the library. Normally,breakfast in the Aadyaland takes a long time..and by the time we get done with that,there’s not enough time to reach the library for the story-time.So,this monday,I kept everything ready. And we got to the business of finishing breakfast,as soon as the tooth-brushes were put away.Toasts were gulped,and dudu was sipped from the silver glass.And then I just changed Aadya’s clothes and off we went.We reached the library just in time.The story was really enjoyable-for me.Aadya,was never in one place to pay attention.And she was absolutely not interested in the songs that were being sung.All she did was,look at all the other kids with rapt attention.And there were a lot of kids and their mommies and daddies..After the story-time session ended,everyone sat in groups,to talk or cathc up while the kiddies played.There was a group of Indian moms,another one of Chinese moms,and then there were the australian moms..some in a group,some in pairs.Everyone settling in their own little corner.And I have to admit,I felt like a new girl in school..and my mommy..sorry,in this case, my daughter had left me alone.And she didnt want me around at all.
she would look at me and run away.
Finally,she found a quiet little corner to sit with all the books that she had picked up.And who should be there but another mom,feeding her 6 month old.Aadya’s latest fascination is babies..She was superthrilled to see,”Baby”..the poor child was distracted.I marvel at the ease with which some moms are able to breastfeed in public,so un-self consciously.I breast-fed in public too..but it took me a long time to get comfortable.We got chatting and just when we had moved to a more interesting topic,beyond..our kids ages,Aadya  ran off again and I had to chase her. This time she found herself in stroller heaven…I say that,because for someone who loves strollers as much as Aadya does,the stroller parking in stroller heaven. She sat in 3-4 strollers,getting comfortable,then getting down and trying a new one.After all the testing,she finally found one that met her approval and that was the one that she chose to take her Bala(thats what she calls her favorite toy these days) for a walk.Bala means a little baby in marathi.
So,anyway,she put Bala in the stroller,strapped it in..or atleast pretended to strap “her” in and then gave her sippy to “her” to hold and took her for a walk,around the kids area. Mind you..someone elses stroller and the confidence with which she was walking,as if its her own.So,I had to step in,when a gentle,”No No NO” didnt work,I just said,excuse me Aadya and took the stroller from her,gave her the bala back and went and kept the stroller in its rightful place.
Aadya was ANGRY. She ran to the couch..and hit it so many times,it being a rexin covered cushiony one,her little palms just bounced back.The shock of the rebound,quietened her for a minute.Then she went on..again..running,muttering,sitting on the floor,screaming aaaaaaaaaaargggggggh,screaming in frustration. I just picked her up,strapped her in the stroller,gave her the dudu and she was quiet. then gave her a snack and water.
Aha..i figured,she was hungry hence the tantrum..But as twos appraoch,the tantrums are getting more frequent.
Then we headed off to a craft store and spent some nice time there,had a soggy wrap for lunch in the cafe and finally got home by 2.00.
It was a hot day..and so whole of tuesday was spent recuperating..and today was even hotter..
By evening it was unbearable.I filled up a bucket of water,Aadya was already in her swimsuit.She insists on chosing her own clothes now.when we are at home,I dont really mind that. We played outside,watered the garden,got wet and then headed off for the shower. Before we knew it,it was time for Sanj to come home.2 more days and the weekend will be here.

BTW, what do you think of the new template and header? the credit goes to ~nm . This was originally designed for another blog,that I used to have.But,I decided to use it here,since that is private now. And I absolutely love it..But ~nm is not completely satisfied.In her own words,”it needs a naughty twinkle,that goes with Ms.A”..so,she is going to make me a new header..:)
~Nm thanx..for being so patient,and listening to all my silly queries and doubts and ideas..
Thank you.

general · Pipetty-ness · random talks

Just this and that.

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I finally managed to haul my butt to the salon and got my eyebrows shaped.So what? I will tell you what…
For the last two months,I kept thinking,about going to a salon. In the first month we were in USA and with me not driving,I had to depend on Sanj  to take me places. Somehow, with the whole move thing,weekends spent packing and/or partying,there was never time for the visit to a salon.After moving here,we were busy house-hunting,settling down in the new house,new job(Sanj’s) and again the weekends got away from us. And I was paranoid,about going to the salon alone with Ms.Aadya.What if half way through,she threw a tantrum and I had to run out the door? I didn’t want to sport one well shaped and one bushy eye-brow.
But, today,I decided..that no matter what,it had to be given a shot.After all I didn’t want to be nominated for one of those makeover shows.So,right after breakfast,we stepped out. We ran into one of my newly acquired friends down the street. And she decided to join us too. So,we went into the Salon,I took Ms.Aadya along with me.She was sitting in her stroller,while I got my face mowed..er… cleaned.And she was a good girl too.She happily chattered away with the girl doing my eyebrows.,calling out to me once or twice..but generally ignoring me all the time.And thus I came out looking clean. At the end of it all, the petite Asian girl,who did the job,told me..”See, you look nice now..” and then,I knew..I did good in taking the risk. And they did a good job too..I say this,because Sanj, who is always quiet oblivious to such things,noticed and complimented!!!
Speaking of Sanj,he has been working long hours again.So much so,that today,when he met Aadya,it was after a good 36 hours.Last nite,she went to bed, calling out to him,but obviously he couldn’t hear,because he was still at work.And this morning,when he left,she was still sleeping.Her excitement at seeing him,was unbelievable.We went to pick him up at the station and when I saw him,I let her out of the stroller and let her walk next to me. She was happily looking at faavers(flowers) and bhoo bhoos when she saw him..she screamed and ran towards him.She is a typical girl..in turns of screaming and squealing..always,squealing..she tries to put on her shoes and if she cant she squeals.the water in her sippy gets over,she screams.. she wants a spoon,she asks me poonsh…I don’t give it she screams,you get the gist.So,she ran up to him and promptly demanded utho utho(aadya-speak for pick me up)..As soon as he picked her up..she almost smothered him with kisses. He was naturally thrilled..and refused to let her walk.
And Ms.Aadya loves talking.She loves talking .Period. When we are sitting around,watching TV, she is talking.louder than the TV.When we go for a walk,she is talking,about the things that we see,when we are in the car,she talking and humming,with the music that’s playing.This weekend,she was “reading” her book..and we were just lying around next to her.I asked Sanj, almost in a whisper,”so want some later?”…and before Sanj could answer,Ms.Aadya piped,”Yeah”…. We looked at each other trying to stifle our giggles..and she goes one step ahead and says,”Mamma,wann some..” And then we couldn’t stop ourselves!!!!From laughing of course!! What did you think,huh??
Ohh and we just completed one month in Australia..here’s hoping the coming months are nicer and happier.

garden · general · Pipetty-ness · Weekend..

hardwork paid in kind

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This is what I saw this morning when I woke up and it cheered me up. Its the view from my bedroom window. And each morning,when I wake up, the first thing that I do is open the blinds and look out. I have a small patch which I have been working on,since we moved here. The Bubba asked me why are you so excited..its not like you planted it..well ?I didnt but I did work on it.
This is what it looked like when we first moved in-

The whole patch was covered with weeds,and all the greenery you saw,was just weeds.The soil was snail infested and the real plants were all dying or infected.I spent several hours over the weekend ,pulling the weeds out and after 3-4 hours out in the sun,this is what it looked like.

And it still looked like the garden had been attacked by gnomes..The water was flowing out…the rose plant was diseased..and all the pots in the back, had nothing but grass.The shrub in the middle needed triming.

And here’s a tired Ms.Aadya sitting and enjoying the new garden,after all the hard work.

I wish to do more to the garden..hopefully the next weekend 🙂
Mall · Pipetty-ness · Weekend..

The weekend that was..

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It was a nice mall-ish weekend.Yes,we spend most of the weekend in the mall. Saturday morning,after a light brunch,we headed out to a shopping centre,close to home.The first hour or so was spent in lazy browsing.Christmas shoppers,are already out and the stores are decked with Sale banners and Christmas lights and the malls are over crowded . There was a long line at the check-out counter of the toy-store..of course we were just window-shopping and soon got tired of beating the crowed and came out the store.But only to come face to face with a musical merry-go-round. And I casually asked Aadya if she wanted to sit on it.Big mistake.She is not the little girl,anymore who loved sitting in her stroller..No sirree..she wants to explore now. Of course she wanted to get on the merry-go-round..We put her on it..one turn,second turn and she refused to get down..We put the coins in the first two times,because she was having fun.There were two more empty seats and while it was running,two other girls came and sat down on those seats. The second time,I put the coins,these girls were still on it. The third time, Aadya wanted..Mohh ..and I was digging for coins, and their mom just told them,”lets go,”and they were ready to leave..I managed to dig out some coins..the girls saw it..and stayed. But I was short of 50 cents..The mom never offered..nor did she stop her girls,when they asked me to hurry up!!HUH!! I was shocked..and its not like these were little girls.. These were 5-6 year old, surely the mom could have said something..Anyway, that made me mad..and I decided to not look for more coins. Picked up Aadya and offered her a choice between walking and sitting in the stroller.
Obviously, she chose walking..and then refused to hold my hand.It took a great deal of talking on my part to convince her that for her to not get lost,she needed to hold my hand. We stopped to look at puppies in a pet store..There were black Labrador pups and brown Labrador pups.Oh so adorable.And Ms.Aadya was absolutely smitten.This time I was smart and didn’t ask her,if she wanted to take one home..Then,there was the usual grocery shopping and ho hum. that was as boring as it gets. We came home and had some steaming hot cheese rolls for dinner.
Sunday morning,after a lazy brunch at a local Lebanese cafe,we hit another Mall.This time to look for some formal wear for Sanj. You see, he is joined a new company and the dress code here is very formal. The first day,I saw him dressed in his suit and tie,my heart swelled. All his previous jobs, called for a formal shirt and trouser,as the office wear..but this place is more corporate.There is something about a well-dressed man in a crisp shirt and starched suit…Ohhh seeing him dressed like that,makes me go weak in the knees..Anyway, not to digress..we hit the malls.. walked around ..looked at the suits,but didn’t find anything interesting..Finally stumbled upon a cute store called Pumpkin Patch.Well, what do you know..Pumpkin Patch had a lot of fun stuff for little Ms. Aadya..So, we ended up shopping for her. A pair of cute pink polka dot shorts,a red pant with ties at the ankles,a couple t-shirts.
Then,it was time for some coffee..Sanj ordered some yummy white hot chocolate,while I pigged on a Banana -berry smoothie..But,that’s not why I started telling you about the coffee orders..The reason why I started telling you about the coffee shop is..they had an offer of free Babychino with any drink. So,obviously we ordered one for Aadya. And she L-O-V-E-D it..She loved feeling grown up.. having her own cup of coffee…And we loved the fact that we could finish our drinks peacefully..without a curious Ms.Aadya, wanting a sip from our cups.
We rounded off the day, by meeting some friends.BTW,A “babychino” is a little cup of frothy, steamed milk with chocolate sprinkles on top served in an adorable little coffee cup. It’s made to look like a miniature cappuchino.How cute is that??!!!

And now for the cuteness shot of the day…..
These days,whenever we are going out,Ms.Pipette insists on taking along one of her “friends”..one of her toys. Today the chosen one was,the yellow Happiness Angel,that we have named “Happy”.Not even two minutes in the car,and Ms.Pipette,wanted some Didu…OK,Mimi gave her the Didu…And what does she do? She offers it to Ms.Pipette.. “aa aa” we heard…”aa aa mumm umm didu didu“..she was telling Happy… and if you think that’s cute..wait till you read this..After that, she wiped Happy’s mouth and then patted her to sleep…:)
Now you can say..Awwwwwwww

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A chat with Pipette

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This morning,I was doing the dishes and Aadya was playing in the kitchen.Its a nice sunny day and the sun-lit kitchen looked lovely.She was singing and talking to herself.
Suddenly she got up and opened the refigerator and lugged out the almost full 3 L can of milk. Here’s the dialogue that followed-

Mimi- “Aadi, what are you doing?”
A- “Dudu”
Mimi- “You want dudu”
A-“Yeah”..(getting excited)
Mimi-” Are you sure?”
A- “Da da…”

ummm OK..I gave her some.. 2 mins later her cup was abandoned and she got the TV remote.

Mimi(Aadya calls me Mimi)-“Oh you want to watch TV?”
A- “Yeah..(gets impatient)”
Mimi- “OK,sit on the couch and watch .”

I turn my back and she gets up from the couch,and starts fiddling with the TV button..

Mimi- “What are you doing?”
A- “TiTi”
Mimi-“TV?”
A- “YEah Yeah..”
And she throws the remote on the floor.
Mimi- “Are you Mad?”
A- “No No”
Mimi- “You think Mumma is mad>”
Pipette- “YEah yeah!”

My sister told me that if she is bored..she just says yeah.. but I wonder how..she says no..when it comes to her..

 

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And A Happy Diwali to Everyone

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Diwali, this year was going to be very low-key. The family,back home has been going through some troubled times and I am constantly obsessing about that. and then, we just moved.We are still trying to settle in.I haven’t even unpacked all the bags.And with the limited 3-4 vessels,hyper-active Aadya, there is no way,I wanted to attempt making Diwali sweets and savories.
To add to that, grandparents on both sides of the family were upset, about not being able to send anything for their precious grand-daughter.We sent the address so late. So, anyway, we had pretty much given up on receiving any gifts this year.New place, not many friends..and the works.
But, we were pleasantly surprised,when our “only” friends here,when we moved,T&S, called up to say they wanted to visit. We were happy.They came bearing-diwali sweets,wishes and a surprise. A package from our very own,Dipali.There were gifts for Aadya and Me!! And boy were we thrilled..:) That sort of got us in the mood.Then we feasted on the goodies 😀 Then,I decided to make a little something, just shagun ka. Strapped Aadya in her Pram, and marched up to the Indian store. I got some stuff to make Chivada and laddu. And while we were there, Sanj called,with good news. A car,that he had gone to see over the weekend, got approved and the dealer was ready to deliver it the same day.So, I picked up some more mithai.We got back home, I finished cooking..and then after dinner, we went for a long drive. And what a fine car it is.
This morning when I woke up,I decided to make some chivada.That’s another thing,that I got around to doing it only by 6.00 in the evening. I just about managed to make chivada, mathri,and something,that tastes like Rava laddu but,is not even close to it in appearance..oh well.. something is better than nothing,na?
This time,we just lit candles and prayed..No elaborate pooja happened..More because,there is no space..and with this super-curious Aadya,I didn’t want to risk keeping it down. And its the thought that counts,ain’t it?
Anyway,now I have an excess stock of sweets and Sanj,doesn’t eat it.. Aadya is not getting any..I have decided no more sweets for her, after 4 in the afternoon.She gets a sugar rush and refuses to sleep.Which,leaves me.All the calories and the measly two pounds that I managed to lose in this one month..I am going to put it on back,with interest..Oh..such is life.
Anyway,
Wish you all a very happy diwali.May this diwali bring lots of joy and prosperity to every one.

Bed-time · parenting · Pipetty-ness

Bed-Time Battle Begins

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That’s right..its a battle..and not one to be taken lightly.

Last few months have been so busy and crazy.We were travelling, catching up with friends, packing to move to Australia and so,our schedules have been erratic.Add to that a very social little girl and it means chaos everywhere.

She refused to go to sleep till the last person in the house was out flat. And in these past crazy months,slowly, sometimes,out of sheer lack of energy and sometimes,out of pure laziness, we let Aadya sleep in our bed..and before we could even blink,she became a permanent fixture in our bed. And that’s OK, its nice cuddling up with her, but what’s not OK is that she refuses to sleep,till we are awake. Now, no little body has so much energy to keep up with two adults,after being Super active all day long!

Our routine of last few days has been- quick meet and greet when Papa comes home from work,followed by a rushed dinner,long bath for Ms.Aadya,followed by her tucking in.Now, tucking her in means, all the lights have to be turned off, we have to lie down next to her, pretend like we are fast asleep and even then, madame,takes her own sweet time to fall asleep.First we are poked in the eyes and noses and then when we don’t wake up,there is some singing,followed by story telling,all done by Aadya herself-remember,we are pretending to be asleep. After a long long time,she falls asleep.By then, we are really truly sleeping.Another day gone by and we wouldn’t have spoken.

I am not kidding-Sanj joined a new job and we haven’t had a chance to talk about it. We haven’t had any couple time in forever!!! So,today,I declared war! I had decided..I am going to re-train her to sleep,on her own. I repeated her routine as it was, before,we er…things got crazy. I gave her dinner at 8:00, followed by a quick wash,then nice relaxing massage with her lotion,and donned her jammies. Then we said,nite-nite to her Papa, and her toys and went to bed,with a warm bottle of dudu and goldilocks book.

Dudu was downed,book was read,and then she rubbed her eyes,till then,we were on track. I thought to myself,wow she is going to sleep now.I started patting her.Till then we were on track.Then,I don’t know what happened,she was suddenly so fresh …like she had never been sleepy at all.But that wasn’t possible.She was sleepy, her eyes were watering,she had missed her nap.. Then,Papaa was asked to take over.But no,she wanted both of us there…like her captives.Like she doesn’t want us to have fun while she sleeps. So,I was pestered and tempted with baby cuddles and sweet smiles and “shoieees” till I finally gave in and went and lay down next to her.

And the moment I got in bed, the mischief started again..jumping,bumping her head into us…singing,talking.I threatened to go out.. and I was dared..”Mumma is going to go out,Aadi”..”yeah”..and out I went, and “Noooo Noooooo,aaja aaja”said the brat! Sanj almost smothered himself with his pillow,trying to hide his grin.Anyway, since the threat didn’t work,there was yelling followed by smacking. But it just made her more stubborn. Like she wanted to defy me. Like she knew,it was getting my goat and she was enjoying that. There was a lot of crying and loud crying at that too,because at some point of time,I was really mad and suggested that she get out of the bedroom! Yeah I know she is just a little girl!!

By now,Sanj had given up on his two girls- one not trying to sleep and the other trying to not sleep. Yes,I had made up my mind..I was not going to fall asleep today.anyway, after 4 long hours, finally she fell asleep.And before she did,I did doze off. But at the end of those four hours I was tired and hungry. I sneaked out of bed and guilt kept nagging at the back of my mind. I don’t like hitting Aadya, nor do I like it when she cries. And today was the limit of everything.. her mischief,her screaming and crying, my yelling, my smacking and most of all my patience.As I sit here, writing this, I know, that I didn’t give into her..but, is it really worth all the crying?At the same time,I do want to develop good sleeping habits for her. I really dint like the current sleeping arrangement.

I remember when I was growing up, 9.00 pm was bedtime and even if there were visitors, we were given our marching orders. 5 minutes to 9.00, we had to say our good-nights, brush our teeth and at sharp nine pm,lights out. Now, if only I could remember when we started doing that.I know the poor child has been through a lot of changes and I need to be patient,but come on 4 hours is too much ..even for a saint.I am totally at my wits ends..I will keep updating,the battle of bedtimes…in the meantime,if you have a magic wand to make my troubles, go away,please wave it this way!

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Bye-Bye USA

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So we are officially off the US soil.4 years,6 moves,5 major road-trips across various states, so many other smaller road trips,later, we finally said good-bye to the US of A. This move was much awaited..but still leaving finally wasn’t easy. I felt like a phase of life was ending and a whole new phase was beginning.The last couple weeks have been crazy…we have been on a roller coaster literally.And boy travelling with uncertainty is never fun.But we made it.We are still in transit..well living out of suitcases..is technically transit..even if its indefinitely.
Thank you for all your wishes.
And now,I don’t know how else to say this,but directly. Blogging openly has been fun..but I guess its time to disappear into anonymity.And though technically I wont be anonymous..coz ‘most of you are not strangers anymore..and know me..:) but still having the option of not being “google-able” is a biggie.
I know where to reach the regulars..and would send them an invite..coz hey,I am not running away..:) and I love hearing from you guys.
As for the lurkers..you are welcome too..just send me your id..so,I can send you an invite too.
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