sarika

Sunday night 9:30 PM Last maths paper on Monday morning Me ""Please pack your bag for tomorrow and don't forget geometry compass box." 9:45 PM There seems to be some struggle in packing stuff. Me: "What is wrong? Already 15 minutes and still bag not ready.." "मम्मा  geometry compass box मिळत नाहीये" Reality check... I don't have geometry box for spare like n number of other spare things Shops are closed now. There is no way next day morning before school we can get it. Considering मुखदूर्बळपणा  of my son there is no way he will ask for it to anyone... All thoughts rushing in ..making me scream. I almost skip my beat.. but still trying to keeping my calm.. "अरे आता रात्री १० वाजता तुला आठवतंय ?..शोध नीट असेल तिथेच कुठेतरी" 10 PM I wind up my chores and as there is no noise assumed brat must have got his geometry box and ready to sleep... but high hopes.. I enter room and see pile of books notebooks and wha...

I had seen this on my friend's blog. This was the challenge she had within her blogger friends. At first I had thought such a childish thing to do..I mean those sarcastic thoughts..what is a secret if you post it on social media and all can know it...(forget about who has time to go through ur damn secrets...love...or for that matter your blog) (I know that was really rude of me.) But somehow that image lingered on my mind for longer. How can any idea be childish.The way you think about it can get childish though and then again isn’t it very relative? Is it simple?and even if it is simple is it easy to write about these things? We have to write about self not someone else then it should be easy considering the way self obsessed we get at times.. And in the end this all exercise if for you and not for viewers who accidentally or forcefully land on your page ;) Secrets..loves..fears..wants..places…foods…books..films…songs…picture in descending order ...

After attending an hour long seminar on dental health at kiddos school I stretched myself ,feeling relieved I got up from my chair to catch up with other mommies. Before I could speak, fellow mommy exclaimed " Is there a good news ?" Newton's third law of motion immediately came into action that for every action there is equal and opposite reaction.I covered my tummy with my hand and breathed in to tuck my tummy muscles in as you do when you pose for a photo. Sheepishly I said "Don't tell me I have put on so much as to look pregnant" "No no I just thought little bulge as you got up from chair" Meanwhile other mommies joined and that topic ended there. But was it over really? Back home standing in front of the mirror,I wondered how could she see my prosperity from my loose kurta? In your early forties with one nine year old keeping you busy full time with his school classes studies and other tantrums how could she think of it also?  May b...