Friday, September 27, 2013


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.


This article is amongst the top articles on the Telegraph website:

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

And then there's this one:

"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.