Off to school!

Day 1 June 16, 2008
Mama dressed us up in cool clothes one day and we were terribly excited because we thought it was ghummi time. We climbed into an auto and went to this fun looking place. It had a huge room full of toys, swings, slides and see saws. There was even a toyhouse outside the room with lots of windows to look through. We were having a great time. And then mama told us she was leaving us for some. That scared Naisha more than me because she wasn’t feeling very well and she started crying. I was quite okay till a didi started taking me inside the room. You won’t believe what it was like inside. It was full of children and they were ALL crying. Now I’m a brave boy but that was a bit too much even for me. I tried to bite the teacher and run out to mama but she just wouldn’t let me go. Naisha was so tired that she went off to sleep on a swing and I just sat with her and cried. Finally the doors opened and the teachers took out one baby at a time to their mamas. We were still inside when mama came in and gave us a big hug. She said she’d been waiting out all the while and that we had been inside for just half an hour… it seemed like a lifetime.

Day 2
We had no idea that mama could be so hard hearted. After yesterday’s traumatic session we can’t believe she’s actually taking us back to school. Normally if we cry hard enough she lets us be but this time she just doesn’t seem to be worried about us. So back we went crying inside our class… again we took up our favourite swing and cried through the half hour. Naisha was quieter but I cried throughout.

Day 3
I can’t believe this… it seems like we’ll have to come here everyday… everyday… can you beat that!! And mama just leaves us and goes away. Naisha cries all the time she’s with mama and stops crying once she’s inside, while I’m okay as long as I’m holding mama’s hand but the minute she leaves me and goes I start crying. As soon as she’s back I’m okay again. When we were coming back I even gave the teacher a kiss and a smile. Naisha didn’t even want to look at the teacher. She just kept saying ‘bahar chalo’ and wouldn’t even let mama talk to teacher. I hope mama gives up this stubborn thought of sending us to school soon.

First Day at School

Today is our first day at school and mama’s really nervous. Wonder what’s the big deal! We’ve got lots to tell because we just got back from Lucknow a week back but not today. We’ll keep it for another time. Hope we’re able to write in a first-day-at-school report later today.

First hair cut – 27 December 2007 – N

We had our first ever hair cut guys! High time I’d say considering we’re almost a year and half old. It’s an awesome experience. We loved the place mama took us to. .. huge mirrors everywhere and bottles upon bottles of intriguing stuff and chairs that could go up and down…we just didn’t want to come back. Mama had been really scared that I’d create a racket – like I did during my mundan… but she needn’t have worried – this was way too different and really much more fun. I mean how can you compare a silly man with a scary knife (or whatever that was) with hip women who smell soooo good? And there’s so much to look at. There was this aunty with a head full of hair all wrapped up in shiny paper. I thought that was a very elegant hairdo.

Anyway, mama had gone armed with sweets to distract us, which turned out to be quite unnecessary. Bhai went first because mama was confident he would be no trouble at all and he came off looking quite dapper. I was a little hassled because they put my hand under this huge plastic thing and I couldn’t get the sweet to my mouth. But once mama helped me with it things were cool. I didn’t even realise when my cut was through. I got a neat little fringe (which mama insists on combing back from my forehead…. she’s so not ‘in’).

PS
I said my name for the first time yesterday. I can also say ‘Bhai’ and pretty much everything anyone asks me to repeat. Bhai manages just a ‘Na’ for me.

I’m walking – H

Hey guys I’ve started walking. And believe me it feels just great. Mama is soooo proud of me. I could have done it much earlier but I’d just been putting it off for a long time. Frankly I wasn’t in any hurry but you know how peer pressure gets to you! And N is always in such a hurry that it makes things a tad tough for an easygoing guy like me. Anyway I thought I’d end the wait for mama and she really was thrilled. She ran to get the camera and now I’m sure she’ll show it around to anyone she can lay her hands on… you know how mothers are… quite embarrassing, really!

This last Saturday (21 June, 2007) was nothing if not eventful. Here are some of the other firsts we achieved that day…
N gave her very first flying kiss. Mama and Sophia got all excited and begged her to do it again but you know pricey she can be… she just refused.

She learnt to say ‘Bua’ too, which made Suman bua very happy. (Of course mama called her up immediately).

Oh and you must listen to this – N found the bottle of Hing from the spice cabinet. Like she said earlier, mama isn’t able to keep pace with us at all. She never realizes that we’re growing smarter by the day. So she, unsuspectingly, let her take it thinking we’ll never be able to open it. But ha ha… that’s just what we did. It felt like playing in the sand pit. I tried to eat some of it but it was yucky. Unfortunately for us the wretched thing reeks like crazy and mama was soon on our trail. We were both hauled off to the bathroom because we had hing all over us and papa got a sound scolding for not keeping an eye on us.

I also had a big fall from the swing. Sophia didi was pushing the swing and she let go for just a moment. Now how was I supposed to know that? Down I went, plonk! But there’s sand all around the swings so there was no damage and mama rushed in and picked me up sooo fast that I didn’t even need to cry. Anyway I’m a big boy now.