Wednesday, 29 July 2015

Toddlers too like peace and quiet!!

Morning school routines are hectic. Wake up in time.. wake Aarav up.. Give him a bath.. wipe him down without turning the towel into a gaming zone...dress him up.. brush teeth.. comb.. socks shoes.. breakfast and wash up again .. tv .. daily instructions...
Quite hectic..
Kaustubh and I act fast and basically just let Aarav just stand there and we run around him like a pitstop.

Apparently its hectic for the little toddler as well who today morning gave me a piece of his mind.

When he was being unwrapped from the towel and had been pushed 3/4th into the shirt, he turned around, flexed his jaw and looked straight at me.... and said, "Mala jara don minta shanta basude ki tu. Kay karties asa"
(Can you please let me sit in peace for two minutes?? What behaviour is this!)

:-p lol. Couldn't help giggling.

Monday, 27 July 2015

Toddler vs Mother - July! Get out already!!

Aarav has been waiting for his birthday for way too long now. He hates the fact that a lot of people have their birthday before his. And others have their birthday after his also!

He dislikes this because then he has to clap more times the gets clapped for. He shares his dissapointment everytime when any of his friends come to school in colored dress for their birthday and he is stuck wearing the uniform. Painfully unfair for a toddler to tolerate.

So to explain how months work, we told him that it is July now, then August then September and then October and his birthday.
This was a few weeks back and he asks everyday, "Sampla ka July?" (Is July finished?)

Finally after hearing the same answer for weeks, he said to us last night.

Aarav, "Aai, mi na July la dhakklun denare."
(Mom, I am going to push July out now)

Me, "ka re?"
(But why?)

Aarav, "mala nahi avdat. Sarkha sarkha Julych yeto. Mhanun dhaklun denare."
(I dont like it. It keeps coming back.So I'll push it away)

Me, "ok. Mag kay hoil?"
(Ok. Then what will happen?)

Aarav, "May August yeil na. Mag August la pan dhakalun taknar. Mag September la pan dhakalun denar. Mag mazha October yeil!!! Mag mazha Happpy Birthday!!"
(Then August will come. Then I'll push August out. Then I'll push September also. And then my October will come and I'll have my happy birthday!!!)

The boy makes sense!!!
Haha!! This is pushing time out.. literally!!

Happiness is...
Logical problem solving.. !!


Saturday, 25 July 2015

Toddler vs Mother - My Smelly stinky Mother!!!

On Friday, we had our speech therapy. Aarav went to school in the morning and then had lunch in his daycare. I also got half of my office work done early morning and literally ran to pick him up for the therapy. The monsoon rain does make things slow...

On the way to KEM, Aarav and I were watching the rain from the richskaw conversing as usual. It was a beautiful soft drizzle that doesn't get you drenched, but softly settles on you and then seeps in leaving tiny droplets on the surface. Much like a freshly sprayed bouquet...

Now, both of us love this rain. However, I got wet till I got the rickshaw. My hair was damp and shoes were squeaking with all the water in them. I just made sure that Aarav was dry atleast till therapy was done.

Back to the present, this is the conversation that followed with Aarav scooting close to me and I hugging him.

Aarav, "Aai mag apan....." stopped midway through a dialog and sniffed the air. "Mala kasla tari vas yetoy"
(I smell something funny)

Me, "Kasla re?"
(What's that?)

Aarav held my hand close, and inspected it and then concluded, "Tuzha hatacha vaas yetoy"
(Your hand smells funny)

Me, "Hatacha kasla vaas are?"
(Why would my hand smell?)

Aarav thought for a bit and then concluded, "Mala asa vattay, ki tu anghol nahi kelies."
(I have a feeling that you have not had a bath)

By this time, I figured that all the bath time instructions were going to come back at me and bite me in the ass. This was the weirdest place to discuss bathing routines and yet here we were, discussing them in a rickshaw, with the driver only a foot away, in a loud and clear voice.

Now the only thing I could pray was that somehow the richshaw driver would magically forget Marathi and not understand a word.

And I said, "Aarav, mazhi anghol zhalie."
(I have had a bath today)

Aarav countered , "barr... pan mala asa vattay ki tu neet nahi anghol kelis. Tu saban nahi lavlaes. Mala panyacha vaas yetoy."
(Ok. But I still think you did not wash up properly. You dint use soap. I can smell water)

By now I could feel the drivers ears peaking up. Even a giggle or two maybe...

Me, "are mi pausat bhijle Aarav. Yenarach ola vaas. Oli zhalie mi"
(I got wet in the rain Aarav, im dripping wet. You are smelling rain off me)

Aarav thought for a while and then replied, "ok. Pan next time neet anghol kar ok. Saban gheun neet bubbles karun wash wash wash karun anghol kar. Ashi ghanerdi anghol nako karus."
(Ok, next time please take a proper bath ok. Take a good soap and make bubbles and have a bath. Dont take a dirty bath like you did today.)

The driver probably had an asthamatic attack because of hiding his guffaws. And all I could do was to change the topic to something far far away....

Teach him to talk, wont you?? Tell him to speak his mind wont you?? Lol.

Happiness is...
Boy talks a lot !!  Where's the bloody mute button???

Tuesday, 21 July 2015

Antennas of an Ant!!!

A very pensive Aarav told me today morning, "Aai, mi atta baghitla. Mungicha nose la pan 2 pay udat astat".
(Mom, I saw today. There are two flying legs on an ant's nose)

Amused I said, "Pay nahiet, Dokyala antenna astat tyani mungi jevan shodhate"
(Not legs, ants have antennae on their head to search for food).

With this new found knowledge, Aarav informed Kaustubh, "Baba. mungi cha nose cha dokyala don antenna che pay astat. Payani mungi poli kuthe poli kuthe asa shodhate."
(Dad, on the head of the nose of an ant, there are two legs of antennae with which ant searches, where's my chapatti where's my chapatti!!)

Happiness is..
Antenna che pay!! Legs of an antenna!!!

Monday, 20 July 2015

Houston, we have lift off...

The routine is, Aarav shouting..

"10. 9. 8. 7. 6. 5. 4. 3. 2. 1. 0"

"Kai nai."


"Aai thamb."

10 9 8 7 6543210

Plop!! Splash!! Plop!!

Aaaiiii... sheee zhalliii.... saaf kar.
(Mom... potty done. Please clean!!)

Monday, 6 July 2015

Strings of a Kite....

For some reason this forwarded message felt good....
Life puts us in all sorts of situations.. instead of barging forward without preparation, it is ok to take a step back and strenghten the chord that holds us.

Interesting story..
A Father is flying a kite. His son is watching him carefully.

After some time son says "Dad. Because of the string, the kite is not able to go further higher."

Hearing this, the father smiles and breaks the string.

The kite goes higher and higher after breaking. The son is very happy. But then shortly after that it comes and falls on the ground.

The child is very dejected and sad. Then the father sits next to him and calmly explains:

"Son, in life we reach a certain level of prosperity and then we feel that there are certain things in our life that are not letting us grow any further……… like Home, Family, Culture, Friendship, commitments, problems etc.
We feel we want to be free from those strings which we believe are stopping us from going higher."

But, remember son. Going higher is easier than staying higher…… Never ever forget that friends, family and culture, commitments, our problems etc are the Strings that will help us stay stable at the high we have achieved. If we try to break away from those strings our situation will be of this kite."

Happiness is??

Knowing what our strings are...

Saturday, 4 July 2015

High-end implants bring sound to Profoundly Deaf Children... good or bad??

The Indian government have initiated scheme to support cochlear implant surgeries for those underprivileged classeso earn 15000rs mnthly. Thats 150£ or 750$ monthly.

I am extremly happy that the government is thinking on these lines. But have they thought about everything??

It is one thing to support the CI surgery but nowhere does it mention about continued support..
For those who cannot afford petrol.. giving them a free Ferrari will always feel awesome but for how long? Wont it last only till the fuel runs out?

What next?
What of maintainance?
What of speech therapy and accompanied costs?
What of life time support?
Who bears the brunt of these costs? You add taxes on the common man or use the black money from the pockets of the babus (rotfl) ??
Do you think you can get a working NHS system to regulate the usage?
Do you plan to have insurances for medical support devices??
How do you plan to create awareness and education to those classes to understand what they are getting into??

So, dear Govt, forgive me for being a cynic, but you let these kids get a CI surgery and no promises of support??

So in the veil of help, you finance a bottom of the line implant that destroys residual hearing for these kids, basically kill what exists if any, push them into hearing world and then abruptly pull them out and think it is their fault? Then you blame the parents who in turn will blame our good doctors who too will now be beaten and burdened from both your government's beurocratic rules and the wrath of ignorant parents.... and not even get paid for it..

Do you even know how much the cost of maintainance of a CI life is??

Instead of pointing them to a sign language life, that might be financially a better option for those who can barely make two meals daily (150£ monthly income let me remind you) you now expect them to cough up money to maintain them.

If this part has not been thought out, then this will fail. It is inevitable.
Is it now worse than what they had?

But if they have considered it, then think about how this will in turn affect those who are paying.. ie the rest of us who earn say 151£ mnthly????

As far as I have heard, this plan is a old attempt already done in Kerela etc and failed.

Look at the big picture. I do wish Cochlear implants to reach out to the masses, but if this does not get the needed financial support later on, this will be bad publicity for CI.

It feels like a bungee jump with dental floss tied across the feet. I am scared for them. Very scared.

Whether it is progress or a gimmick or a potential threat to the good name of Cochlear implants... I am a little skeptical.

I pray that I am wrong and things go well. Time will tell....

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