FIrst post for October...
Sheesh! It's come to that now, has it? This matter with headlines. But never mind, I don't have that much time to fuss over it as I have a journey before me and some last minute packing to do. Also need to make thepla, which is staple food for Gujjus anytime but especially on the train. Schools have been closed for Dussehra holidays and we are taking off to my parents place.
General excitement all around for the girls and me. I have resolved to wake up early and explore the new walking /jogging track there. Girls are excited about the chance to witness garba and dandiya at the samaj there. We are carrying the outfits too and colour-co ordinated jewelry. Caught lil G doing a dress rehearsal of sorts in her new 'langa', arranging her hair with a hand held mirror and me and my mil could not control our mirth. Me, I don't have a proper outfit, the traditional one for playing Garba. Must rectify that soon.
The last time I went to HUbli in August I stayed a total of 1.5 days. So really it was last October that we were there, and that time we were all still coming to terms with my mom's illness. I can't believe its been so long. She is facing it with so much courage, so much positivity, it is very inspiring.
Ajji's vacuum lives on. It was only after everyone left and went back to lives that grieving could begin. Because it is personal to each and every one. I can see my Mil feels it a lot as she had been her constant companion for so many years. I ask her to keep busy with her plants and her business...I must plan to take her out someplace when I get back. For me and the kids, it was a bonus to have V while he was here and I can't fathom why we should live separately like this. It's more than a case of absence makes heart fonder etc - a family needs to stay together. The kids lit up almost in that time as he would do masti-pasti and other crazy stuff which boring mama does not do. "Tell me a funny story, daddy." would be the demand and then 2 little people doubled up in laughter.
The dilemma, what is to be done next goes on....And maybe it could be back to Belgium, what's to contemplate so much..Though I worry on lots of counts, yes go ahead and laugh when I say it aloud - like Maths basics, relearning language, cultural adjustments all over again - the kids seem to have forgotten a lot of it, it will be especially tougher for Big G and then if we are to be back in 2-3 years how does it make sense, etc. Perhaps the only solution is to go ahead and see if it works out or not...Or be resigned to be a 'yayavar' (Bengali for Nomad).
Amongst other things, met a friend from childhood days. Lil G staged a big tantrum even while I was leaving for dinner with him. Time flew, lots to catch up, and get reacquainted with. Here is a quote from Haruki Murakami " I have lots of past lives that you don't know anything about - past lives that no one can change in anyway." Sum total of parts, that's about who we are. And so I hope to keep with my resolutions to work on some parts.
Wish you all a very auspicious Navaratri festival!
General excitement all around for the girls and me. I have resolved to wake up early and explore the new walking /jogging track there. Girls are excited about the chance to witness garba and dandiya at the samaj there. We are carrying the outfits too and colour-co ordinated jewelry. Caught lil G doing a dress rehearsal of sorts in her new 'langa', arranging her hair with a hand held mirror and me and my mil could not control our mirth. Me, I don't have a proper outfit, the traditional one for playing Garba. Must rectify that soon.
The last time I went to HUbli in August I stayed a total of 1.5 days. So really it was last October that we were there, and that time we were all still coming to terms with my mom's illness. I can't believe its been so long. She is facing it with so much courage, so much positivity, it is very inspiring.
Ajji's vacuum lives on. It was only after everyone left and went back to lives that grieving could begin. Because it is personal to each and every one. I can see my Mil feels it a lot as she had been her constant companion for so many years. I ask her to keep busy with her plants and her business...I must plan to take her out someplace when I get back. For me and the kids, it was a bonus to have V while he was here and I can't fathom why we should live separately like this. It's more than a case of absence makes heart fonder etc - a family needs to stay together. The kids lit up almost in that time as he would do masti-pasti and other crazy stuff which boring mama does not do. "Tell me a funny story, daddy." would be the demand and then 2 little people doubled up in laughter.
The dilemma, what is to be done next goes on....And maybe it could be back to Belgium, what's to contemplate so much..Though I worry on lots of counts, yes go ahead and laugh when I say it aloud - like Maths basics, relearning language, cultural adjustments all over again - the kids seem to have forgotten a lot of it, it will be especially tougher for Big G and then if we are to be back in 2-3 years how does it make sense, etc. Perhaps the only solution is to go ahead and see if it works out or not...Or be resigned to be a 'yayavar' (Bengali for Nomad).
Amongst other things, met a friend from childhood days. Lil G staged a big tantrum even while I was leaving for dinner with him. Time flew, lots to catch up, and get reacquainted with. Here is a quote from Haruki Murakami " I have lots of past lives that you don't know anything about - past lives that no one can change in anyway." Sum total of parts, that's about who we are. And so I hope to keep with my resolutions to work on some parts.
Wish you all a very auspicious Navaratri festival!
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