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100 Happy Days – Week 7

Over a month ago I took up the 100 Happy Days Challenge  (in a simplified version though) and I cannot believe I’m still here and enjoying it ever more. After last week’s slump I’m back in my happy space and so this week’s list is overflowing yet again. Picking and choosing from my favourites ..

Here’s what made me happy this week

1. Red red strawberries

This year marks the beginning of my affair with strawberries. The first time I had them years ago I remember feeling let down because I expected them to be much sweeter having been exposed to the shake first. But this year the tangy taste, part sweet-part sour, has taken me over completely (I’ve no clue why). And when I do get an unexpectedly sweet one, it’s just a bonus. Sounds like a life-lesson, doesn’t it – Accept people with their sweetness and sourness and you come to love them.. that’s strawberry philosophy for you!

2. Humming an old favourite

I heard H humming do re mi from his music class at school and that made me dig out my Sound of Music CD. After a long long time I revisited A few of my favourite things. Fun! By the way did you know do re mi has a sa re ga ma version that goes ….Sa se sagar yeh gehra sagar, re se  railgari dauri, ga se gana sab ko sunana…that’s as much as I gathered from H.

3. Love notes in funny languages

That’s H’s special language.

4. Getting to choose from a happy bunch

I picked Malala. It’s an amazing book about an amazing girl and her equally amazing family.

5. A lazy Saturday morning

Know what’s even better than waking up late? It’s that time when you are awake yet don’t need to get out of bed. Bliss!

6. Amazing reviews at the kids’ Open House

I’m not talking of academics here. Watch out for my next post. For now I’ll just say, I felt a very proud mum this Saturday.

7. Face timing ..

It was a first for me though I’ve been an iPad user for almost a year now. What fun it was catching up with my sister, my dad and a dear friend too.

Come on guys let me hear from you.. what made you happy this week?

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Linking up also to Marathon Bloggers for the last day of our week-long Feb challenge ‘‘A story for every picture, a picture for every story” and today’s prompt is ‘Red’.




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It’s a date

Goa beaches are crazily crowded in December. Yet we spotted this young couple
holding hands as they quietly watched the sunset, oblivious to it all. 

Off to Goa yet again for today’s prompt. Can it get better than this? Cool sand beneath your feet, the waves swishing gently, the sun cooling down in all its glory and the sound of laughter all around… it’s beautiful. There’s no place like Goa in the winter.

Of course it’s another matter that we were there with a huge battalion. And that was an altogether a different kind of date, equally unforgettable though.

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We’re on Day 6 of the Marathon Bloggers week long Challenge .‘‘A story for every picture, a picture for every story” and today’s prompt is ‘Date’.



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Tea time poetry

It’s Day 5 at the Marathon Bloggers week long Feb fest, ‘‘A story for every picture, a picture for every story” and today’s prompt is ‘Tea.’


And so dear all.. coming up for today’s prompt is some very cheesy chai poetry :-)).

N learnt to make tea recently and has now been
promoted as my official tea-maker.  You should see
how proud she is, specially since H is the
acknowledged family chef .

Brew it, boil it.. make it any way
no matter how you like it, it’ll brighten your day.

Some like it black, some like it green,
Some like it simply with a dash of cream.

Some like it spicy with ginger and cinnamon
tulsi and mint, peppercorns and cardamom.
This one’s hot and’ll make your eyes all blurry
It does make one wonder is it tea or is it curry?

Orange and vanilla, lemon tea and peach tea
These fruit salad teas are completely beyond me!
Some like in their bouquet, Jasmine and Chamomile
But all of these teas only make me smile.

As for me, the cup that makes my day,
Can be made almost any way.
It may be too weak or it may be too strong,
there are also times when it’s isn’t even warm.
But it has that flavour, the one I like best
It’s the flavour of love that tastes the best.

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Meet Shadow!

It’s Day 4 at the Marathon Bloggers week-long fun Feb Challenge ‘‘A story for every picture, a picture for every story”. 

Today’s prompt is ‘Shadows’. 



However, I am taking the liberty of talking about just one Shadow today, bear with me please.

I might not be much of an animal lover but I come from a family that’s teeming with dog and cat crazy people. People who think their families are incomplete without their pets. You know the type, don’t you? They ..
..flood FB with doggy quotes and pictures.
..allow pets the run of the place.. even on their beds and in their quilts.
..love being licked all over (Yikes!).
..call home scores of time during vacations to ask “Did he eat?” “Is he missing us?” *Eye roll*
..suffix their surnames to the dog’s and insist on addressing him/her as “my baby”!!

You get the drift?

So how do dogs fit the bill for today’s prompt?? Well, for one because they do shadow their owners. My SIL’s pug, for instance, hates being tied up in a separate room when we go visiting (only because I do not gladly offer my feet for a thorough lick). He scratches the door till I feel he’ll break it down.

And secondly because the one dog I’m going to introduce to you guys is called just that. 

Meet Shadow!

Shadow has the fiercest bark and looks as ferocious as they come. But that’s where it ends.. the fierceness! He’s the gentlest soul ever. I am a non-believer remember, so hear out how I got convinced.

He’s gentle to a fault

When my nephew, Y, was a toddler he loved to play with Shadow’s claws, which must have been pretty painful for him (imagine someone trying to tug out your nails) but did he express his displeasure/discomfort? Nope. He would simply back off when he’d see my nephew approaching and would finally find sanctuary under the bed!

O he is possessive! 

Once my sister pretended to whack Y. In a trice Shadow was on the bed with my sister’s hand in his mouth. No biting, mind you.. but boy! was it scary. This for a boy who was trying to pull out his claws! And from a dog who’s by nature as scared as a mouse.

But he’s a scaredy cat

Sample this: He runs out onto the road barking aggressively.. a cow nearby lifts her head.. just lifts her head and he’s back in the house.. tail between his legs!

.. and he’s the baby of the house

My favourite however is how he’d fed. His food is put in his plate and he’s called out ‘Shadow, come for your dinner or Y will eat up your food.” Then my nephew, now 7, runs to his plate and pretends to ‘eat’ his food and Shadow appears magically to claim his plate. This ritual is repeated every single day. Crazy or what??? And I thought we did this only with kids!! Don’t believe me.. look at the picture above – it’s feeding time.
Yeah sometimes, just sometimes, I think dogs might be cute.
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A special link

As soon as a baby makes his or her debut before friends and family the ‘resemblance’ discussion starts. And so it was with H and N. One look at H’s large feet and he was claimed by the Husband’s ‘side’. (at seven, he and I share a shoe size!!). N, was a bit of a mystery. She was definitely not like The Husband and not much like me either, at least that was the family consensus. Finally after much debate she was pronounced to look like my sister.. and that I think was how the first link formed.

The twins adore my sister…

My sister handles masihood brilliantly. She pampers the twins silly – buys them weird and wacky gifts, regularly treats them to ice cream, takes them for walks in the rain and even has the courage to take them to a toy shop and say that magic word ‘choose’.

A special link..

However with N there’s something special. Perhaps because N is a lot like her.. not just in looks but also in her personality. 
– They’re both no food people (Dumping tiffins, passing over breakfast to siblings, not noticing that they haven’t eaten anything for hours on end)
– Hence they’re both thin as sticks (the sister was for a long long time)
– They both like to sleep in weird postures (that, I am not at liberty to elucidate here)
– Both have scant regard for authority (specially mine)
– Both are extremely impatient with my ‘conservative’ ways (yes already)
– And recently when N got braces they were in the exact same teeth my sister had hers (I never needed any)
As N grows up I’ve come to value this connection between them. While the kids are young she’s a fun aunt. When they grow up, I see in her a special confidante who’ll perhaps see their point of view better, because she has the benefit of perspective.
That’s my sister teaching N the essential skill of whistling.. something I’m yet to master.
Linking to Marathon Bloggers for our one week fun fest ‘‘A story for every picture, a picture for every story”. Today’s prompt was ‘Links’.


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