Thursday, April 17, 2014

pich

This shouldn't be a pich-pich post, but I feel very pich-pichy. If you don't know what pich-pich is, well I'm too pichy to tell you, sorry :P

I'm lost basically. Yeah, great English! Sigh. I know what my problem is: I want instant gratification without any introspection or hard work. I'm avoiding the tasks that will make me introspect. And I'm feeling high or low depending on what the day brings. This should not be happening! It's funny what's bringing this on. So first there was happiness/satisfaction, then this became some form of unrest, and then action, and more unrest. Aarr! I'm also feeling very half-baked. And the solution or at least the path to a solution is right here apparently. Just within a few clicks and some hours of silence which I don't know I'll get and when I'll get them.

There are great things I can do altruistically but no, I want to do stupid things and be paid for them. Or be smart enough to do something great, but that's where all the half-baked doubts start coming in. Also, most importantly, I need to sleep better. Maybe I should just chuck all of this. It's becoming an addiction. YES! That's what it is. An addiction.That should explain the volatility. 

Sigh. I need some time off but I'm sure when I get it, I'll probably indulge in more instant gratification. 

Such as this post. When there is SO much to write about Sarah. Like her saying thank you on my behalf, or frowning at me to say sorry, or all the words she mispronounces (gop (godh), gavash (giraffe), katora (kotala), fondan (sabun). havash (high five), meemee/dishonaur (dinosaur)), libyayi), the cute things she says: "this is mumma chappal", no no, "don't do that", "Daddy I llav you", "husha beebee make a shond" (hush little baby, don't make a sound (current book and song obsession)), all the actions of the 'Wheels on the bus' song, bishbilla ameen (bismillah, ameen), her praying in front of me on the prayer mat, hugging my legs when I'm in the kitchen, extra laad with the daddy, her imitation of Ammaarah didi's videos, "nunu sogi, nanu sogi, Sarah sogi", playing with the Malay aunty next door and the things that irritate me: throwing her shoes away while we're out, randomly dropping anything that's in her hands, pulling my hair .. actually there's very little apart from these things that she does that *really* irritates me. Oh yeah, she makes calls with my phone. I'm trying to put a stop to that.

Okay, feeling less pichier. Time to wake up the baybee. Alhamdulillah for baby.

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

18 things about a 17 month old

Sarah baby,

I'm sorry I've missed so many months and itty-bitty milestones over here. I don't want to get into excuses because you might wake up any time now... so here goes:

1. you're now toddling away, it was very penguin-like just a few days ago but it's getting better
2. You're picking up new words everyday. some of the words you mispronounce are just so  cute: bibbit (rabbit), beeps (grapes), mee mee (dinosaur (!!!)), phips (chips), laice (rice), pheesh (fish), phoos (phone), daddis (daddy)
3. You love to say 'anda' and nowadays your way of asking for breakfast has become: "Mamma!" "Anda?" "Sheesh? (cheese)", all done very quickly accompanied by vigorous nodding of the head. You also use these words to try to get out of naps, so I'll take you to the kitchen and you can start playing (See? I'm on to you!)
4. Like any other kid from your generation, you love screens and I'm trying to keep you away from them. But you still point to the ipad and go 'Bow bow? Bow bow?" over and over again. 
5. You can recognize most shapes and put the shape blocks in their correct places (yes, very nerdy achievement)
6. You recognize numbers too but not individually. Every number is called 'choo' (two)
7. You love reading books and recognize so many things. You LOVE the yellow rubber ducky and you even held the picture of one such ducky to your cheek and hugged it!
8. We took you to the zoo but couldn't spend enough time there :( Hopefully another time. Waiting to go to the bird park, think you'll go crazy with excitement 
9. You like to brush your teeth or rather chew on it. And you call it "chooshush"
10. You recognize the doctor and the salon lady
11. You love donuts and chips just like your mom. I wish I loved vegetables more :|
12. You love playing with older kids and will spontaneously hug them. Is there some way I could get you an older sibling? Maybe ask Blister to send Ammaarah over :D
13. Your favourite rhyme is 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star', and your favourite books are  'Tim's Birthday' and 'Miss Polly Had A Dolly'
14. You MUST chat with your nanu and baba everyday. And you get very excited when you see them and seem to want to go through the screen and into their arms. Makes me sad-happy
15. You love sitting in your high chair and reading. I think it gives you a good view of what your parents are up to and makes you feel more included
16. You love seeing cats and dogs when we go downstairs and are pretty good with saying hi to people too
17. You sleep between 11 and 12 at night and wake up around 10. If I get into bed with you at 10, you sleep longer. But then your naps get cut short. You're waking up about two times per night but  I"m more or less used to it now
18. Your first words in the morning are still either "Yeh kya hai?" pointing to things around the room or jabbing your finger in my eyes or yours and saying "Aaiss"

Okay, I've miraculously managed to type more than half of this post with you in my lap, alhamdulillah! And alhamdulilllah for you and your cuteness, my admiration for the human capacity to learn and the natural wonders around us has grown so much because of you. Glory be to Him who created us and everything around us.

I love you my little monster (you pull my hair and threaten to bite me :( )
Mamma

Monday, October 7, 2013

First impressions

- it's like being in Manhattan, only greener.
- I thought the weather would be horrible, it's not. There are shady lanes and a decent breeze blowing 
- Coffee shops are occupied by 10th class type kids drinking coffees while studying! Of course some of them are more busy on their gigantic cellphones
- Everything is so organized. RB said yesterday that he thought even the fish were traveling in straight lines 
- Everyone is so stylish and SO slim. I feel like a fat hag
- The Indian area was disgustingly crowded. Kept veering away from people keeping in mind earlier experiences back home. Thankfully, it was all safe.
- I wish everything wasn't so expensive though. 
- I wish I wasn't a foreigner here, but a local. Why can't India be so nice that you feel proud to be a local :(
- A lady at the supermarket seemed very disappointed that I was Indian and not Saudi as she had thought earlier
- The Indian-looking attendant at the hotel lobby only today realized that I was Indian when I asked him about a nearby Muslim restaurant. And he kept saying, 'You're Indian Muslim? You want to go to Indian Muslim restaurant?' 
- I want to explore this place a lot more, but there's Sarah and there's fasting. 
- We should be checking out some apartments today.
- Nothing like a new place to get the blogging juices flowing again :)

Friday, September 27, 2013

Updates

It's been a bit of a whirlwind over here. We hardly settled down and now we're packing up the house, home for the last 3 years, 4 for M. Loved this house, it was my first own house (meaning free to run it however I liked), it had great storage, my first ever modular kitchen, it gave us our "relaxed weekends", and most importantly to me, over the past year, the parks were right next door and was what looked forward to the most, even in the sultry Chennai weather.

We made a second trip to Pondicherry this time, and because we stayed at a resort with its own private beach, we really loved ithe visit. Sarah, however, was too scared by the crashing waves and kept crying the whole time. She did love the pool though and we had to drag her out.

Nothing much has happened except for being in a state of limbo wondering where and when we were headed next. Well, the packers will arrive in a couple of hours and tomorrow evening we make our way to Hyderabad so both sets of grandparents can say goodbye to Sarah for the time being in sha Allah.

Of course, Sarah is definitely happening, alhamdulillah has put on the weight she'd lost when she fell sick and looks rounder again. We got her ears pierced too but her bangs still need to grow out to look like a girl. A couple of neighbours thought she was a boy :< .

She took her first steps a few days ago (finally) and yesterday walked from her dad towards me (about 4 steps) while we were busy talking to each other, ma sha Allah Just like Baba said, she feels extremely elated and proud of her accomplishments, it's so cute to watch.

She understands a lot of what we say and her vocabulary's growing pretty fast too. Most recently, she was attempting shoes and cheese on her own, both without being prompted and both sounding like: chshhh and shhh. Like her dad said, I think making sounds using the tongue and teeth is much more difficult, so when she says her name too, it's Sasa, and that's like a lispy s.

She points out things in her books too. Also loves looking at dogs, cows, etc. And everything is bhow-bhow (always accompanied by eyes wide open), including a crow!

She has a couple of toys that play the ABC and she turns her head to the sides rather laboriously showing her enjoyment. It's so strange!

She's easily scared by other kids and will begin bawling if they scream at her. She probably needs to be exposed to their company much more often to become a toughie.

She loves: cheese, dahi no meal is complete without dahi, playing with bunches of things like the coloured plastic stones we have or emptying pens, etc. From a pen holder (all items are handed to mamma without which there is no fun), pushing the pushtoy we got her from Hamley's, pulling stuff and throwing it on the floor wherever and whenever possible, playing inside open suitcases, climbing into cupboards and narrow spaces, splashing water around amd playing with the teddy bear during "bushy-bushy time", asking "yeh ta(kya) hai" a million times a day, making dramatic shocked faces upon seeing things on the floor even if she was the one who threw them there, sliding down the slide (did that make me happy or what! I always loved the pisal bandas and was so looking forward to Sarah enjoying them, wasn't a bit disappointed alhamdulillah :) ), holding on to and pulling my hair (the most annoying thing anyone has done to me EVER) when she's sleepy, and of course still thumb-sucking away... That's about all I can remember.

Time to wake her up now...

Thursday, September 19, 2013

Too lazy to edit the previous post..

Was just reading through the comments on the burka article. Most of them are on the lines of wanting to return to a white, Christian nation and that "those people should never have been allowed into our country anyway"... I know immigrants have caused problems but such racism!

Was unexpectedly reminded of my Tamilian manager being disgusted that there were too many Marwaris in his locality or a friend who would say 'Bihari' only with contempt.

I wish we could see each other as humans, and behave like humans too. And Muslims should be the first to behave, what a mockery we have made of our religion.

Baffled

This article is amongst the top articles on the Telegraph website:
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/uknews/law-and-order/10318018/Burkas-cast-a-veil-over-us-all-so-ban-them.html

Burkas and face veils must be banned because they're offensive. Um, what? How?!

And then there's this one:
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/women/womens-life/10302408/The-ugly-unfair-truth-about-looking-beautiful.html

"Why, after decades of feminism, do we seem to demand that women in the public eye be extraordinarily beautiful but their male counterparts can get away with being ordinary?"
..."The message, to me as a man, is: it's what you do that's important, not how you look. But how do women feel? I can only imagine."


So shouldnt a woman's attire that covers her beauty, one that she herself has chosen to wear, be respected, because she refuses to conform to a society that treats women as eye candy?

I am in no way saying that women who don't cover themselves up should not be respected. I'm saying that a woman who wears hijab by choice should not be considered oppressed, but rather she should be considered liberated from the demands of an anti-feminist society that puts so much value on superficial beauty.  Read the article, it's an eye-opener.

Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Notes to myself

17:23
Sahih International
And your Lord has decreed that you not worship except Him, and to parents, good treatment. Whether one or both of them reach old age [while] with you, say not to them [so much as], "uff," and do not repel them but speak to them a noble word.
17:24
Sahih International
And lower to them the wing of humility out of mercy and say, "My Lord, have mercy upon them as they brought me up [when I was] small."
17:25
Sahih International
Your Lord is most knowing of what is within yourselves. If you should be righteous [in intention] - then indeed He is ever, to the often returning [to Him], Forgiving.