The first lady
If you are thinking that I am going to write some thing about the Indian First Lady then you are mistaken. That's because we don't have one. The most admired Indian President of all times is still a bachelor. If your little thinking worms are now telling you that this might be about Laura... "Laura!!!! who's that?". Don't you people know Laura Bush, the 90% better half of George Bush Jr. But you are mistaken yet again.
This is about the first lady in my house. But let me quickly tell you jet age imaginative dumbos ... this is not about my wife either. This is about my 18 month old daughter. Jia. Yeah this is more about Jia.
She is the best gift that my family has ever received from dear GOD. Ever since she came to this world, our happiness has known no bounds. My entire family experienced the same joy and happiness when we were joined by two little devils before Jia was born. But this time it is a bit different. This is a difference that cannot be described in words.
She is exactly 18th months old today i.e. 7th August 2006. And boy have these 18 months just flown by so quickly. She was so small at the time of her birth that i was afraid of even holding here in my arms. It actually took me about a month to find the courage to hold her with out fear of hurting her.
The first three months were mostly with sleepless nights. I had actually volunteered to take care of Jia at night. This gave Anjana the much needed rest. We bought a small baby cot kind of thing, it was called a "bouncer". She would lie on the bouncer, eyes wide open and just gazing at the ceiling. To make her go to sleep i would slowing hummm Rabbi's "tere bin". Sometimes that actually worked.
As she is growing up, she is becoming naughtier day by day. So many people have told us that Jia is learning things faster that any other child her age usually does. Touchwood.
I still remember the day when she uttered her first words. The day when she first said papa. The day she took her first step.
My day starts with a "morning" from her. She is usually awake by the time settle for my breakfast. We have it together. Let me tell you that she is more fond of me than my wife. Everyday she cries to come with me to the office. Everyday she waves me bye. And every morning she yells "papa" from the balcony. She will be so happy in the evening when i return. That just makes my day.
Being a girl, it is obvious for her to be interested in make up etc. And my wife actually fuels that. There have been so many instances when we might have gone for dinner to a restaurant or may be shopping to a mall and a complete stranger would just walk up to her and play with her. And Jia, being a brat she is, would respond positively. Infact i have been forcing my wife to buy a burka for her.
The two devils, who I just referred above, are just crazy about her. Tintin takes care of her like all elder brothers tend too. And Vyom, well he is just toooo fond of his little bobo (BOBO is a way to refer to one's little sister in rural UP, India). He loves her, fights with her, snatches thing from her and then loves her more than before.
I can keep on going writing more and more about her. May be one day i might just end up writing a small book of sorts on her. And of course the two devils as well.
This is about the first lady in my house. But let me quickly tell you jet age imaginative dumbos ... this is not about my wife either. This is about my 18 month old daughter. Jia. Yeah this is more about Jia.
She is the best gift that my family has ever received from dear GOD. Ever since she came to this world, our happiness has known no bounds. My entire family experienced the same joy and happiness when we were joined by two little devils before Jia was born. But this time it is a bit different. This is a difference that cannot be described in words.
She is exactly 18th months old today i.e. 7th August 2006. And boy have these 18 months just flown by so quickly. She was so small at the time of her birth that i was afraid of even holding here in my arms. It actually took me about a month to find the courage to hold her with out fear of hurting her.
The first three months were mostly with sleepless nights. I had actually volunteered to take care of Jia at night. This gave Anjana the much needed rest. We bought a small baby cot kind of thing, it was called a "bouncer". She would lie on the bouncer, eyes wide open and just gazing at the ceiling. To make her go to sleep i would slowing hummm Rabbi's "tere bin". Sometimes that actually worked.
As she is growing up, she is becoming naughtier day by day. So many people have told us that Jia is learning things faster that any other child her age usually does. Touchwood.
I still remember the day when she uttered her first words. The day when she first said papa. The day she took her first step.
My day starts with a "morning" from her. She is usually awake by the time settle for my breakfast. We have it together. Let me tell you that she is more fond of me than my wife. Everyday she cries to come with me to the office. Everyday she waves me bye. And every morning she yells "papa" from the balcony. She will be so happy in the evening when i return. That just makes my day.
Being a girl, it is obvious for her to be interested in make up etc. And my wife actually fuels that. There have been so many instances when we might have gone for dinner to a restaurant or may be shopping to a mall and a complete stranger would just walk up to her and play with her. And Jia, being a brat she is, would respond positively. Infact i have been forcing my wife to buy a burka for her.
The two devils, who I just referred above, are just crazy about her. Tintin takes care of her like all elder brothers tend too. And Vyom, well he is just toooo fond of his little bobo (BOBO is a way to refer to one's little sister in rural UP, India). He loves her, fights with her, snatches thing from her and then loves her more than before.
I can keep on going writing more and more about her. May be one day i might just end up writing a small book of sorts on her. And of course the two devils as well.
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