It was a pretty nice weekend..you know when you get to do a lot of things…not relax too much yet catch up with sleep..that kinds..where you take
practical romantic train rides with the husband and ensure your baby helps you clean up the house…the weekend where you talk to delightful people and get great compliments..yes yes that kind
R got up early Grrrrr…and said chalo amma brush karenge..hopeless girl…..so we brushed and then she was bored..so I gave her work to do…water the plants, change the pillow covers, put the bedsheet to wash, wipe the previous day’s patrams and keep them in the shelves and all that…What dont look at me like that…SHE wanted it..so much so that she made me put back a cover of a pillow because SHE wanted to remove it ..this girl I tell you!
made dosas for R for breakfast with the bacha hua atta while RD and I had chutney sandwichs..there is something nice about eating plain chutney tomato sandwichs without butter or cheese…you savor the tangy taste of the tomatoes and the spicy taste of the chutney against the lovely fresh bread 🙂
We dropped R to the daycare and then came back home…I made some mexican daliya (yaa yaa I can make such weird stuff AND make RD eat it too ;))
Cleaned my clothes shelf…you know when you realised that you are NEVER going to get back to your pre pregnancy clothes and for the past 3.5 years have been just fooling yourself..thats what I realised on Saturday..went on a throwing cleaning spree and gave up new clothes as well to the maid/garbage lady..I mean boss…I am never getting that thin,…..whats the point of just wasting space!
We left for Bandra at about 2 in the afternoon..I was bugged at RD for making me lose my afternoon sleep..but then we had work to be done..so took a train from Bvr to Bandra…ran across the station to catch a fast train..got into the gents compartment 2nd class since it wasnt too crowded..and enjoyed the journey with RD..we didnt get to sit..but one man let me stand near the seat with support on my back with RD stood facing me..you know the protective types..actually not..
earlier when we were married he would put his arms around me holding the metal rod..now a days he just stands holding the support over the head….so what does it show?
After 6 years of marriage, the dude has enough trust in you to travel by train without protection..I think he believes I am more a mumbaikar bai totally confident of protecting myself :):)
anyways, we got off at bandra…went to the place where we had to..
There one old uncle was also looking for the same place and he got talking to us
RD: Are you from Kerala?
Uncle (U): how did you guess
RD: oh uncle your accent
U: yes yes..so where are you from
RD: From Kerala and they exchanged the gaons from where they were and all that
RD and uncle kept talking for a while and that uncle realised he didnt ask me where I was from
U: and you where are you from
RM: Errr…actually from Kerala but I have been brought up in Gujarat
U: Can you speak Malayalam
RM: WEll he can pointing towards RD
What I didnt want to say I cant speak okie 🙂
RM: He is my husband I blurt out
U: WHat..oh…I thought you both were college students
and this is the moment RM is blushing and very happy
RM: Errr..no no we are married and we have a 3 year old kid as well
U: oh is it…Santoor eh
RM stares at him as if he is a bit crazy while RD bursts out laughing
U: you know santoor
RM: oh oh! Realisation that he is talking about the santoor ad…
RM: arey no no 🙂
and all that…
*Vanity alert over*
We did our work and got back to the station…let go a Virar train and got into a Borivali slow which lived up to its name…RD felt we will reach home tomorrow :):)
For the first time, RD shared a fourth seat with me…for the non Mumbaikars..the fourth seat is the place which avoids you from standing…while the actual seat is for three people, 99% of the travellers sit on the fourth seat saying ‘bhai thoda ander jao na’ so we did the ander jaing and RD sat on the fourth seat with me 🙂 oh we also share a sukha bhel in the train..
you know just to get reminded of the good old days of early marriage where you share everything with the husband because its romantic..we did because the train was entering the platform and we had no time to buy the second!
Picked up R, took her to the doctor and came back home…
Made some yummy kothimber vadi for the first time..and then some pulav
ate dinner and went to sleep 🙂
Since it was Tirivadirai, got up early, had a bath and made the prasadam..kalli and curry…
RD came back from his run and refused to eat maggi…gah! so made some hot hot yummy cabbage parathas for all of us…
Then R and I went out shopping..you know when you go to buy something and come back with everything but that…yaa…I went out to buy dahi and came back with a million things but that…so went down again…
and then the delightful RS gave me a call and we ended up chatting for over 40 minutes..RD is like who is this…I told him arey RS my blogger friend..after 2 minutes he tells me ‘aaj kal you have more virtual friends than real ones eh?’
R also spoke to RS asking her to bring her ‘chotu’ baby with her to Mumbai..so when are you coming RS???
We ate lunch of sambhar, the curry made for prasad and rice…
and went to snoozeland
Got up and washed a
truckload sinkful of patrams and then decided to go to the mall to pick up some kurtas for RD for a wedding we plan to attend…which is like the stupidest decision ever…I mean who goes to malls on a Sunday evening…the whole of Mumbai and their cousins…baap rey it was so crowded…I mean boss where is the recession and all that people are talking about!!!
Got some fab kurtas for RD and t shirts for R…didnt buy anything for myself…
I know I am a good girl! Honestly I think FabIndia is very expensive..nothing below 600 Rs for ladies stuff…and I find it expensive!
Ate dinner at the mall…some yummy corn, pav bhaji, french fries, burger and RD had some thali..it was yummmmmm 🙂
came back home, kept all the patrams in the shelf…which is when I realised that I HAD used up all the patrams of hte house!!!
Went to sleep 🙂
and then two things…first a question and then a Rism 🙂 *Seema dont scroll down directly okie!*
So in the mall, we were going down to the car park in the lift…it was full…from the 2nd floor, it stopped at the first floor and one man spoke to everyone in general in the lift in accented english saying ‘we have been waiting for a long time with lots of kids here…could you all get down, so that people with children can use the lift?’ he was rude…point blank rude…
But I realised he was just very frustrated..with a child in a stroller who was fidgety, I could connect to him…so I got down..and RD followed him..R asked me kyun amma, car toh nahi aya…I told her, uncle has small kids na..let him use the lift…we were the only ones apart from two other ladies who got off..no one else did…we walked down the rest of the two floors with RD telling me ‘ I didnt like the way he spoke, he was very rude’
RM: But RD he was totally frustrated
RD: I understand RM, but he had no right to be rude..he could have been polite right?
RM: Yes, but sometimes when you are frustrated you dont understand that you are rude
RD: but thats not right na..what if we had told him sorry dude, your bad luck and no one got down..and waise bhi RM, only you,me, R and one more person got down, no one else bothered
RM: well, I do agree he was rude, but I have been through that phase of small kid, fidgety, not wanting to carry the child because you are tired
RD: Well, let me tell you, I know that guy, he used to work in my company, his kid is OLDER than R and he didnt have the right to be rude..since you got off, and R did, I got off..no one else bothered…and funnily, you also had a kid with you, how come the people who didnt have kids, didnt get off…
Well, I couldnt argue on that…RD was right, that guy was definitely RUDE..but I got off because as a parent, I know how frustrating it is…RD usually goes out of his way to help people who have kids and stuff, but he was upset about the guy’s attitude…
What would you have done?
Ending the post with a Rism….
On Sunday morning, R gets up and says ‘amma you kulichi’ (amma did you have your bath)
I tell her yes
R: Aaj school hai kya?
RM: no baby, but amma made prasad..today is tirivadirai
R: oh……what prasad
So I proudly show her the two prasads which I managed to make before she got up all proud of myself
R: baas..only two…when it was Ganesh machis birthday, aap ne kitna sara banaya tha..aaj only two! (When it was Ganesh Bhagwan’s birthday, you had made so many, today only two)
Tell me..no seriously, tell me, why, why, why me??