Some things that you see around you give you a spooky feeling of them having happened before too. But what if an event brings back a queer deja vu you've had earlier? Reja vu? That's already taken (when it feels it'll happen again). Then maybe re-deja vu? Anyway, it happened to me today. When I looked at Aanchal today morning, it reminded me of the deja vu I had on seeing a kid earlier. Wanted to write about it here, but now decided against it.
I just love how Aanchal stares attentively when someone is talking to her, as if she is getting every word. She will be a month old this 27th. Keep blabbering with enough interesting tone changes and she keeps her eyes focussed on you. Of course, even otherwise, she won't look away (can't move her neck much yet) but will maybe shut one of or both her eyes and eventually doze off. Mom says it's a good idea to keep talking to infants.
And well, it seems bhaiya's office people find it easier to pronounce Aanchal as ankle. I got it from somebody that there's some website somewhere that lists desi names that are 'safe' to use in US. For instance, people with dikshit, parikshit and other rhyming names are in for some friendly jabs. I think Aanchal is safe so long as her parents can keep reminding firangis that it's not fancy in India to name kids after body parts.
So long, going to Dallas tomorrow.
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Thursday, October 06, 2005
September's over and I'm still young
It's such a hotch-potch. I have so much going on around me right now; someone could actually consider making a movie out of it all. Of course, it won't be as big a hit as The Truman Show, but I guess there would be enough masala to make the khichdi seem quite appetising.
The best thing that has happened to me is that my niece Aanchal is here. Bhabhi says she is a cute little with bhaiya's cheek and lots of hair. Dad and mom are with them and are going to have a great time. A baby brings with it such a big bundle of joy for everyone related. I'm sure I am not going to have enough of just staring at little Aanchal. I remember Chhoti when she was, well... chhoti. I used to lift her and hold her outstretched like an airplane, swaying her side by side and up and down and making funny sounds that by no means resembled those of a flight engine! Now it's quite impossible even to lift her!
There's the band that we've to revive. We picked so nicely and then suddenly stagnated for lack of instruments. And have the exam coming up; am quite confident that I'll cross 700. And that's all ISB needs. Have also to finish app'ing before leaving.
Have shifted to my new little 'penthouse' in koramangala, which is in effect a 12x11 room with a 5x5 kitchen and a 5x5 bath. But it's quite cosy. The landlord is such a soft man, Mr. Shetty. And I now know what Saurabh gained when he moved out of of Tawakkal's to stay alone. I had never liked staying alone. But I see the benefits now. I haven't changed enough to call myself a loner but I definitely see some good in it. I have to do some gift shopping this weekend for all the people I will be visiting, have to check what happened to Vaishali's parcel that aunty was supposed to send, and maybe help Priya in house hunting. Have to go to yelahanka country club too.
The Nandi hills trip of mine couple of weeks ago was eventfully uneventful. Couldn't catch the sunrise for which I started at 5. That fickle ball showed up at 8 high up in the sky when finally the fog and the clouds gave way. Spent a small fortune talking ISD to Smita and then got a flat tyre on the way back, and then the crazy mechanic fitted the wheel out of alignment. Came back to Bangalore wobbling all the way!
But where's the movie material? Hmm, let's just say sumeetme has all his shares underwater, has lost all options before they could vest, but is banking on the money market and his PF.
The best thing that has happened to me is that my niece Aanchal is here. Bhabhi says she is a cute little with bhaiya's cheek and lots of hair. Dad and mom are with them and are going to have a great time. A baby brings with it such a big bundle of joy for everyone related. I'm sure I am not going to have enough of just staring at little Aanchal. I remember Chhoti when she was, well... chhoti. I used to lift her and hold her outstretched like an airplane, swaying her side by side and up and down and making funny sounds that by no means resembled those of a flight engine! Now it's quite impossible even to lift her!
There's the band that we've to revive. We picked so nicely and then suddenly stagnated for lack of instruments. And have the exam coming up; am quite confident that I'll cross 700. And that's all ISB needs. Have also to finish app'ing before leaving.
Have shifted to my new little 'penthouse' in koramangala, which is in effect a 12x11 room with a 5x5 kitchen and a 5x5 bath. But it's quite cosy. The landlord is such a soft man, Mr. Shetty. And I now know what Saurabh gained when he moved out of of Tawakkal's to stay alone. I had never liked staying alone. But I see the benefits now. I haven't changed enough to call myself a loner but I definitely see some good in it. I have to do some gift shopping this weekend for all the people I will be visiting, have to check what happened to Vaishali's parcel that aunty was supposed to send, and maybe help Priya in house hunting. Have to go to yelahanka country club too.
The Nandi hills trip of mine couple of weeks ago was eventfully uneventful. Couldn't catch the sunrise for which I started at 5. That fickle ball showed up at 8 high up in the sky when finally the fog and the clouds gave way. Spent a small fortune talking ISD to Smita and then got a flat tyre on the way back, and then the crazy mechanic fitted the wheel out of alignment. Came back to Bangalore wobbling all the way!
But where's the movie material? Hmm, let's just say sumeetme has all his shares underwater, has lost all options before they could vest, but is banking on the money market and his PF.
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