Father’s Day Thoughts

What if you and your dad wake up one fine morning to find out that your souls have been exchanged?

As Father’s day was nearing, I was on a lookout  for a good gift for my dad!! On my tour of browsing the internet as if I was haunted by a holy spirit, suddenly I found this lucrative offer. “Exchange your soul with your father for a day at 35% discount with a 10% cash back”.  How can I wait when I consider discount and cash back as two divine words in this universe.

Before the offer was active, I started imagining what my dad would go through next day.

“If you are happy and you know, clap your hands!!! If you are happy and you know clap your hands” starts singing my phone at 5:30 A.M

5:30 A.M: Dad : “Errrr!!!! 5:30 A.M!!!!” and the phone gives an alarm “ No!!! I am going to sleep for some more time”

7:00 A.M: “Amma!!! Amma!!!” and now you are forced to get up for his cry. You  quickly get up to attend Dheer (For first time readers, Dheer is my little son’s name)

7:15 A.M: Confused where and what to do first , here, there, where????

As you slowly try to collect your breath  (as if you finished a marathon run), Dheer is already up and crying “ Milk!! Milk!! I want it now”

7:30 A.M : Some how manage to feed him a glass of milk and you are all geared up for the routine of the day.

8:00 A.M : Time to take him to loo to wash the poo ( oh yes!! it rhymes . This should definitely make you feel the marathon race winner )

9:30 A.M :  Off to work

1:00 P.M : Gets a call from husband “Thanks for your salty dishes honey. It was as salty as it was cooked in the middle of Bay of Bengal” ( Grrrrr!!!! Phew!!!!)

4:00 P.M : Decide to leave office early. On the way home, find the board “Sale!! Sale!! Sale!!” How can’t you stop even after the magical word “Sale” for 3 times???

Get in and forget the rest!!! In and out, In and out of the trial room at least for 20 times and finally when the shopkeeper questions on the one to be billed, give a grin worth a toothpaste advertisement, that the one you liked was not in the color you wanted ( Oh yeah dad!!! that’s what we, the species women are about )

6:00 P.M : Come home hoping to catch a power nap for 5 minutes. Dheer is already fully ready and readily waiting for you !!

6:30 P.M : After getting the successful nod from Dheer for an omelette for dinner, which is equal to the feeling of getting a US visa stamped for 10 years, you start making it

7:00 P.M : Ready with the omlette

Dheer: “ Amma, I asked noodles, why did you make the omelette?”

You: Surprised, when did noodles start sounding similar to omelette???? ( grrrrr!!! )

7:30 P.M : Restart the process of cooking as you gulp the omelette in one bite

With hush and bush, ends the day after a dinner with husband, majorly discussing nothing but FIFA.

Only with all the patience that my super dad has, you would perform extremely well. Happy Father’s day Dad!!

P.S :My dad passed away 5 years ago and with this post, I feel he is making me write this for him, Miss you dad

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

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The joy of reunion!!

When my son was throwing his usual tantrums one evening, I called our watchman Roshan to take him for a walk on the road side. In a gush, he said, “ Mera bacha bhi aisa kartha hoga” ( My son must also be doing the same)

I was awed and questioned him if he was married. He replied “ Haan maa” and then asked me,“Shall I show you the picture of my wife?”

When I agreed, he went running to his not so greatly made room, that our apartment has allotted  in the terrace and brought a photograph. He kept that photograph with so much of care and love. While he was trying to explain me about her, I was also curious to see his son’s picture. To my surprise, he told me that he had not seen his son so far. He was not with him when he was born.

Roshan belongs to Nepal and he has left his family about an year ago to earn a livelihood. He is here today in Chennai, 1315 miles away from his family. ( I had to google to get this number right). His wife Amba and his son Ganesh joined him today. He is all excited about it and so are all of us to see him reunite with her. Life treats every one in a different way and I am sure this distance did not reduce a pinch of love between them. Sincerely, wishing them a happy life together


Toss, Batting, Bowling, Tea Break and finally Birthday Wishes


For a person to whom

Cricket is not a matter of life or death,

its more than that,

To whom

Cricket is life and everything is just a game.

Oh my love!!! On your birthday, here is a small attempt to show how it feels like to live with your love!!! THE CRICKET

 India or West, ODI or Test, you are always abreast

Helicopter or a straight drive, you love watching them live

No matter of time zone, You watch the match unbeknown

Colour or white, “Cricket” is the mantra you recite

When the match is sabotaged by the rain,you almost go insane

Highlights or live, You always welcome it with jive

It can really make your day,when it is a good match play

You enjoy Sixes and boundaries,no matter even if it is counties

My honey,should I say I am clean bowled and you made my happiness fourfold

Many happy returns of the day!!! Wish you a great cricketing year

P.S : I guess now that IPL season is over, I need to start writing my next about football as FIFA is on it’s way 🙂