Thursday, February 08, 2007


a friend came over to meet m with her daughters, aged 4 (A) and 6 years (S).

S: he's so cute.
me: thank you...and what do you think (i ask the 4 year old)?
A: i don't like him.
me (amused): why not?
A: because he's so little.
me: yeah..that's true.
A: can he walk?
me: no, not yet.
A: why? he has legs so why can't he walk?
me: ummm...

a little later, after m had a bawling bout -

S: why does he cry?
me: he can't talk, so he cries when he has to say something, eg, if he's hungry.
S: if he can cry, why can't he talk?

answers, anybody?


we took m shopping. at some point, the new daddy decided that he wanted to do 'men things' with his son and give the two women (my mum and myself) time to do our own thing. so he went to 'media markt', a haven for electronic-geeks. mum and i went to a cafe and chatted. we met up with the 'men' after some time, and s looked completely psyched. before i could ask, he said:

"so i'm having a wonderful time looking around at gadgets, and m is very well-behaved. he sleeps throughout, while i choose dvds and other stuff. when i reach the counter to pay, he wakes up and whimpers. i peep into his stroller, smile and say sh-sh, and continue my attempt to manage the bulky carton with the printer and all the other stuff i bought. the next thing i know, m is howling. REALLY loudly. so i put everything down, and pick him up and try to comfort him. he cries even louder. by now, people are staring..some giving me really pitiful looks, others glaring. and there are these 2 indian-looking guys close-by and i hear one of them say 'arre iski ma kidhar hai?'


Blogger gIftoFwIngs said...

both anecdotes are highly philosophical!
more please :))

10:48 AM  
Blogger manan said...

2nd anecdote filed away for future reference if needed. never ever be found alone with an infant in your hands. you just aren't programmed for it.. :D

8:55 AM  
Blogger wildflower seed said...


11:53 AM  
Blogger kundalini said...

more please! love to the men. :)

4:31 AM  
Blogger sattva said...

all - :)

4:03 AM  
Blogger GhostOfTomJoad said...

While the poor father was struggling with important things, bachche ki maa kahin coffee pee rahi thi! There's no justice in the world :-)

Hi there orange-haired mum! :-) A bit late in the day for it but CONGRATULATIONS! :-) How're you and the husband and the kid doing?

3:56 AM  
Anonymous Gitika said...

oh god -- i am going to die laughing! This is brilliant! I am waiting to sit at the breakfast table and tell my dad this.

My dad would have been one of those indian-looking guys wondering 'iski ma kahaan hai'.

6:44 PM  
Blogger Rasika said...

bahut liberated che bidooo!

11:44 PM  
Blogger sattva said...

ghost: where the hell have u been :)) we are all well thanks! and you?

gits: :) :) :)

rasika: love the lingo :)

3:43 AM  

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