Tulika, Author at Obsessivemom

30/06/201415/04/2017

….And I’m back

No matter how hard I try there always is a month (at least) in the year when I go on an unintentional break. I am hoping this was it.

So after having swept, mopped and dusted my blog, here I am, jumping right in with the Drabble Challenge at Marathon Bloggers. Beginning today, we’ll be doing one 55 fiction and/or one 100 words drabble each day for a week.

Today’s 55 word prompt is.. “The broken promise” and here’s my take..

As always, the wave came suddenly catching her unawares, overcoming her resolve, enveloping her in its intensity. And then it passed, just as suddenly, leaving her frustrated.. hating herself. This wasn’t the mother she’d promised to be. Hugging her tiny sobbing girl close, she resolved..

“I will make it happen. I will conquer my anger.”

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Now for the 100-word drabble.

Today’s prompt “She fell flat on her rear”

Her daughter could do it. Even her clumsy-as-a-bear son could manage it. The gym instructor had suggested she try it. “Doesn’t seem like too big a deal,” she murmured as she readied herself for a try.

Carefully she placed her head on the pillow. Then slowly, very slowly she raised her body inch by inch till she straightened her feet right up in the air. The bood rushed to her head and the world was balanced perfectly upside down – for a fraction of a second – and then she fell flat on her rear.

Yoga clearly wasn’t her cup of tea.

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19/05/201415/04/2017

A lesson, a Drabble and some innovation

This was going to be hard. Saying ‘No’ always was. For a second she considered a ‘Yes’ then gave herself a mental shake. ‘No’, it had to be. A moment later her daughter came skipping in, ‘So may I mama, please?’. ‘No,’ she said gently, trying to blunt the blow with her smile. The dreaded tears came in a deluge.

Later she watched her daughter playing happily. In teaching her a lesson she had learnt one too – that life lessons were important, tears temporary. She wished she knew then what she knew now. It would have made her decision easier.

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Linking to Write Tribe’s 100 words on Saturday for the prompt

“S/he wished S/he knew then what S/he knew now”

The Drabble will make more sense if you read yesterday’s post.

With all of that behind us we spent a near perfect day today.. Cleaning together.

There she is wrestling a cushion cover. She won with honours, I might add.

A month of being away has left the house coated in layers of dust. Seriously, how it climbs up to the 9th floor is a mystery. The maid’s on leave and I’d have probably left it as it was and waited for her (yes I’m bad like that. And I do hate housework) but we’re expecting a friend and it needed to be done.

Over lunch, N asked me if she could melt her dairy milk and re-freeze it into tiny chocolates. I had this vision of a chocolate smeared kitchen and refused rightaway. I stashed away the moulds for good measure. Later, while cleaning the fridge I spotted this…

She even found some cake sprinklers and used them

On quizzing her she said she had melted the chocolate in the sun then poured it out into medicine dispensers and topped them off with gems. Didn’t I tell you this new gen was a tad too smart?

In other news she has figured out how to use the printer all on her own. Now she can do her school projects on her own. Yay! Maybe 8 years is that magic age when kids grow up suddenly.

18/05/201415/04/2017

So, what’s the right time to allow a sleepover?

After some happy hours of play, N came in for lunch today bubbling with excitement. ‘Mama may I go to V’s house for a sleepover?’ She asked. I was kind of prepared, since a few minutes earlier I’d had a phone call from V asking the same question and I’d put her off saying I’d get back to her.

This marks the entry of my twins in second phase of their lives – the beginning of a new set of parenting decisions and dilemmas. With the kids’ eighth birthday round the corner I thought I still had a few years before queries such as this one popped up.

In all honesty, I questioned myself – Is she ready for a sleepover?

The answer is ‘probably yes’. Here’s why I think so..

Since she asked, no begged, for it she probably is ready.

She has slept away from me (with my sister and her cousins) a few times.

She doesn’t wake up too often during the night.

She’s pretty independent (in my absence).

She behaves like a gem (in my absence).

So yes she’s ready for it.

The second thing I asked myself was Who is she spending the sleepover with?.

And there were where the worries lay. Nope, there’s nothing wrong with the family. They live in the same society as us and I see them around pretty frequently. They’re in that vague slot between acquaintances and friends. However, how okay was it to let a child casually call up and invite a friend for a sleepover, I wondered. Am I over reacting in thinking this is a watershed moment in my kids’ life? That this is a big deal? Is it just like a simple play date or an evening out with friends (which I am also dubious about till I know the family well)?

I would have certainly appreciated some reassurance from the mum.

And I had queries. Lots of them…

Who else is coming?

Who are the other adults in the house?

What about older siblings?

What would they be doing before they turn in for the night?

Would they be watching scary TV? (Such a no no!)

Being a girl thing would they be talking/trying out dress up and makeup? (aren’t they too young for that?)

What time would they actually sleep?

I would have liked to ask all of those and maybe some more. Yes I’d have liked a chat with the mum.

Sounds like I’m fussy? Well I’m entrusting the most precious thing of my life to a relative stranger, I have to fuss. I am well aware I’m a tad reluctant in letting the kids go. (It’s not quite right and I’m working on it. The progress has been slow, I might add).

Mercifully an old friend is arriving with her kids the morning of the proposed sleepover so the decision was made rather easily.

What was not so easily done is conveying the news to N. I had the heartbreaking task of delivering the ‘no’ watching her tiny face crumble into tears.

That, right there, is the time I HATE being a mum.

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Linking that bit of introspection to Write Tribe’s Free Write for the Wednesday prompt.

12/05/201415/04/2017

One happy Mother’s Day

Happy Mother’s Day to all fellow mums. Not that we need a special day.. yet I bet yesterday was special. Mine was too. I was plied with gifts through the day.

Check out my booty..

1. Moments of peace

My first gift of the day was a ceasefire. “No fighting today, mama,” they declared to me (like I was responsible for all the fighting that goes on through the day), “because it is Mother’s Day and you hate it when we fight.”

So there was peace.

Bliss…..

…. For a full ten minutes!!

2. A Sea Horse card

… from my son who is in the ‘water kingdom’ phase.

Other mums in the family got a fish, a seal, a water snake and a snail card!

3. Some great advice

….from my daughter – to celebrate Mother’s Day at Mc Donald’s’. Consumerism’s sure caught up with the kids.

4. A pet bunny

5. And I got my portrait done too

… by my daughter.

Just perfect.

06/05/201415/04/2017

Notes from a survivor

It’s five days and my celebratory jig hasn’t stopped. Yeah I survived.

Oh it has been exhausting (the jig as well as the Challenge) but what a journey it’s been.

How I got caught

Blogging has, for years, been my happiness thing. I had always believed any kind of mandatory writing would take away that pleasure. However this year I discovered it needn’t. Carried along on the wave of enthusiasm of some dear friends I put up my name for the April A to Z Challenge and it’s been a blast.

..and I planned

On advice from veterans I wrote up almost 21 posts in March. Wasn’t an easy thing to do since I’m such a last minute person. Besides, I’m rarely happy when I read what I’ve written, so I end up reworking and rewriting and editing and sometimes deleting it all and starting from scratch. However I had to be satisfied with simply tweaking the finished posts before publishing them this time. Okay I redid four or five and that was it. Those that I’d left for the last minute almost endangered my challenge but did get done before noon everytime.

Oh the thrill!

Each day I woke up with such a feeling of anticipation, my head buzzing with author facts. The comments would start coming in .. Warm and encouraging and I’d flit crazily between reading, answering, visiting and posting for the next day. It’s truly the best feeling in the world. A bit like having month-long exams in your favourite subject, one you know you can handle. Oh I messed up too, scheduling a post for a Sunday then withdrawing it, like a typical amateur. Hee hee.

A bit of a regret

My only regret is I didn’t visit enough blogs. This year I was more concerned with getting my posts out in time. Maybe next year I’ll manage things better. Yes, I think I’m in for the next year. Whatever little I read I enjoyed thoroughly. What a reading feast it has been. Fellow bloggers – Aditi, Shailaja, Shilpa, Vidya, Oven-goodies… all amazing reads.. most I’ll continue to follow faithfully.

The Acknowledgements

Before I end I do need to thank some family members.

First my SIL, S, an avid reader, who was even more excited than me at the choice of Amazing Authors as my theme. She made me mail her my list of authors, added suggestions and mailed it right back. Then lobbied pretty fiercely for her favourites and is still a trifle miffed because I didn’t do justice to her favourite Ha Jin.

My sister, who also lobbied, though more subtly, for her favourite Shashi Tharoor and when I couldn’t find a place for him in the S or the T suggested I go in for an Amazing Authors Dvitiya, (Amazing Authors II).

My friend J, who put up with my endless chatter about the Challenge – during our late night walks, in the gym or even during our coffee outings.

Thank you guys – you’re the bestest girl-friends I could ever ask for.

Finally a huge thank you to my co-participants. You’re the only ones who can truly understand how I’m feeling. Thanks for reading and commenting so faithfully. Suzy, Sreeja, Nabanita, Sulekha, Beloo .. it was good to have you guys around. Thank you all for making it so much fun. I’ll see you around in blogsphere.

Those then, are my Reflections on the April A to Z Challenge.