Tuesday, 30 December 2014

pk and other movies

My Dear Son,

You slept when we went to see GI Joe, Frozen, both the Hobbit movies, and the long list continues. There is somthing about a darkened cinema and very loud Dolby speakers that lulls you to sleep gently. I ried it at home and it didn't work. Only during Dhoom 3 you were partly awake and insisted very loudly that you needed to go and do potty, making me miss the last part entirely.
Anyways we went to see PK and to my surprise (do i keep repeating that phrase? i wonder why), you saw the entire movie spellbound. We were happy. The torture started next day. When you insisted you wanted to see the movie again. You made us play the songs on youtube, made us copy the steps, danced to it yourself ad hummed the songs the entire day. Then you started singing, I don't know why but loudly. Even the abusive ones. Like me you have the talent to replace the lyrics as you seem fit. But not the abusive one. That you sing word y word to my dismay. So i drafted a letter to the PK crew in anguish and posted it on their fb page. here's it

To Mr Amir Khan, Mr Hirani, Mr Shantanu Moitra, Mr Swaroop Khan or whoever may it concern,


As a family, we never miss any of your movies Mr Hirani. By we, I mean to include my soon-to-be 4 year old son. He loves all the songs of your latest movie PK. He starts listening to them at 6 am when he wakes up. All of them. He can even sing all these songs. Word by word.  Even tharki chokra. I tried to tell him he is hearing it wrong and its actually firki chokra. For a while he believed me. Imagine my surprise today when he woke me up with haraami, kamina and some other choice words. I know its trendy to use abusive language in songs these days but we want to continue going to your movies as a family. A humble request. Please no more dirty lyrics. It does not suit you.  

Sunday, 7 December 2014

Flags and under stuff...

My dear son, 

Since i have missed out a lot in the recent past i will try to put it all here. All the small cute things... 
Like when i sneezed and you ran to your room screaming "i'll get hanky panky for you mumma"
Like when your dad said he was hurt on his eyes and you kissed the hurt away
Like how you helped me in kitchen by crushing the black peppers (even though i didn't need it you insisted)
And how you slipped down, got up and laughed and said"oh i fell down becof of gravity"! 
And the most embarrassing this month - you put two tiny gender neutral baby dolls together and said, "boy and girl are hugging and kissing" !!!
Your most most endearing till date - i love you mumma with a little puckered kiss on my cheek 
Strangest one liner - mumma kya aap mere dost banoge? What the fudge i avoid srk movies for a reason darsh!! I hate his cheesy one liners

                                 And the current obsessions these days are -

bigger dora kitchen set - in the last 6 months you have made us buy 3 kitchen sets, and now you want another!!!

Pluto the planet is crying becoz its not a planet anymore! some youtube song and then you want to know the whys and hows and i think i need to seriously study all this :O   
oh yes another doll house cos this one does not have a bathroom. i seriously think i prayed too hard for a girl when you were inside the tummy and hence all these antics. there is just no other logical explanation!!

making lego blocks of flags of strangely tiny nations from Africa and Europe, 

songs sung by AR Rahman, Sunidhi Chauhan and ummm yes Amitabh Bacchan singing ekla chalo re

A video of light and sound show at India Gate 

and little einsten birthday cake for your birthday. 

Yupp that's it for now. i hope  

Retaliate not attack

My dear son 
For almost a week you would come home and tell us how your frienmy (sometimes you do say he is your friend) hit you or how the other boys were fughting with you. I spoke to the teacher, concerned parents and even the kids. Your little tales continued. The teacher assured me the kids don't hurt each other and they are only playing. Then one day you came home with what i would call a punched in eye. That day your dad sat you down and explained the importance of self-defense or what i would call retaliation. I have always told you to hit back if some one hurts you. But somehow what your dad said registered. Two days later your teacher complained to me that you were hitting the frienmy and not settling down. I told her, "we have taught him to hit back if a classmate hits him." She looked at me for a moment and nodded. I am happy to report no further complaints. Not from you nor your teacher. You need to give it back to the people who hurt you. Mumma is not going to solve your problems. That's the way she grew up. And that's how you need to raise yourself. It's one of the most important lessons of life. Hope you remember this one for always my dear. As always, i love you.