Monday, 16 May 2016
4 elephants on my wrist: 16 may 2016
16 may 2016
The weekend school project was to aesthetically create a“self portrait” with dead leaves from the garden. Basically the school wanted you to re-explore the natural surroundings of the park in our society, at ground-level to be exact. You are ofcourse a cleanliness freak and found gazing up at the sky more interesting so I had to get down and point out the leaves/ grass etc for you to pick up. This went on for a few minutes until I pointed out something that wasn’t really decayed leaves and flowers …. yup dog poop. And then you spotted a very scary frog. After that you ran home and I had to follow you. I told you to draw yourself on a paper as we had to then stick dry leaves on it. The self portrait was more like “Wilson”, the friend that Tom Hanks had drawn in Cast Away. and if the self portrait was not scary enough already, it looked even creepier after it got adorned with the park fauna. I wonder what your teacher has to say about it.
Monday, 2 May 2016
hulk vs ultron lego
Saturday, 16 April 2016
Earthquake and get-together at nani house
Dear Darsh,
Last wk was yr first real earthquake expwrience time because it wwnt on for sone time. And you saw a lot of people out of their apartments. You saw a lot of people taking stairs for the first time. Therefore you found it exciting. That day became more memorable for your advay dada as he got his fingers crushed in the car window. You of course found that incident also very memorable.
The next day you discussed the eaethquake with your other cousins. The ones who have just started speaking. It was obviously one-sided conversation where you tried to explain the earthquake and the mayhem it caused.
We went for the annual nani house stay over last week. You were one of the 4 kids but naughtiest of the lot. I was actually embarrassed. And three people told me you have become such a brat. You tried to confiscate advay's ben ten shoes. You tried to wear his spiderman wickets as your shoes and you fought with two of your cousins for the bat. And you hit onw of your little sisters. But you were a cool cook. You also wereterrified of the brown lizard and the dead cockroach.
When you became too impish for anyone to handle your nana decided to do an in-house poll to find out who is the cutest brother in the house. Since you must have known by that time you would lose any such popularity contest you revolted in style. You got up and told the audience that advay dada'a fingers got crushed in the car window. And then you literally pointed a finger at your nana and told everyone that he did it. Advay obviously stormed off after being reminded of his pain so eloquently. The favorite boy poll was not taken eventually and everyone was amazed at your incredible polticalness. I am ofcourse beyond any embarrassment now. Your ability to turn around a situation like this has left me slightly petrified of your talents now.
Stay sweet my child. Don't grow up so fast 😚
Wednesday, 6 April 2016
3rd day of new school but No comments pls
Dear Darsh,
You started school on monday. Today is Thursday. We still don't know what you do in school, who are your friends or most important - whether you are eating anything at all because you come home hungry and dull.
You refuse to give us any details of your school and whenever we ask you about anything at all you start making bird language or tell us a superhero story or break into some random song. Obviously to stop any interrogation. What is less obvious to us is whether you are still making up your mind of liking this place or if you already dislike it too much to talk about it.
This school is slightly different as it is too big with too many kids. In short no more personal attentiin. I was scared earlier that you might get lost in the crowd but i know now i was wrong. I guess this new experience will give you a chance to shine brighter my dear. You will have to struggle a bit more to be heard. It will help you polish off your skills better and not get arrogant like i fear you were becoming. I am proud of you but i don't want you to be proud of your accomplishments... yet.
Tuesday, 15 March 2016
Of mystique and her powers
Dear Darsh
These past few days the 5 am conversations have become all the more interesting. One wee hour you woke up crying because you had just realised that you forgot to paint the cookies on your bday. So you wanted me to bake them again. At 5 am. I did bake them by 5 pm that day.
Another day you woke up at 5 am to tell me that daadi has changed. She is some other daadi as she now scolds you (i guess explaining to you about mystique and her special powers should have been avoided).
Another day was some superhero fight between your grandpa and an x men person. Again i had to listen to your story at 5 am. And if my eyes would shut you would make sure to keep them open by stretching them with your fingers.