Cracking Credibility

Made jun bunk school yesterday coz he was wheezing and puking and the lot.

He was fine today and went to school. On his return this is the conversation that ensued.

Did ur teacher ask you why you missed school yesterday?

Yes

What did you tell her?

I told her amma said i can watch tv so i was too busy watching tv to come to school.

I am currently still pale and seriously contemplating a burkha when i go to drop him off tomorrow.

My l'il Salman Khan

Junjun had this conversation with an elderly lady sitting behind me at the doctor's clinic

Lady : Which school are you in?

Junjun : England Public School (HUNH??!)

Lady smiling : Oh...where is this school?

Junjun : You have to go straight, then turn right then turn left and then go straight and my school will come off. That is my school.

Lady (grinning away with the rest of the clinic ) : and which class are you in?

Junjun : The class that is next to the play area no, that class. It has lots of windows like a train no, that one.

At this moment, the doctor arrived and junjun screamed "yippeee dr soumya has come yippeee i have to lift my shirt"

:) :)

The wish

She (looking at her wardrobe) : hmmmm what shall i change into....?

He (with lots of hope in his earnest voice) : a beautiful girl?

!@#@!$#@!$

No relationship is perfect. But there are those moments of perfection.
Sometimes characterized by lots of screams as the he gets walloped by the she...joined by a third pair of little hands that just didnt want to miss any of the fun.

perfection :)

That eternal question

Junjun on 3rd day of school

why do i have to go school everyday, again and again?
i want to go to office with acha and make BUCKS...waaaaah.

we wish! ;)

Why Kahlil Gibran rocks.

On Children
Kahlil Gibran

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.


For those of you who liked this and have not read Gibran before....am also putting down my all time fav :

On Marriage
Kahlil Gibran

Love one another, but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.


Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.

The first day

Arjun's first day in school sets a new record in the family.

He misses it.

Doctor says he is wheezing too much. Two days no school.

This isnt exactly how i thought things would work out.

But two more whole days with him....yippeeeeeeeeee.

Not a model mom. I know.

But who cares!!!!!!! ;)

According to Jun...

...there is night time and sun time

...ten is followed by eleventeen

...the parrot on the wire is not flying because its batteries have died

...acha is pokey pokey and amma is not (thankfully...coz he is talking about stubble!)

:)

The letter has come. Junjun starts REAL school on the 9th of June.

It feels like three and a half years of my life is disengaging itself from me and leaving me with nothing.

Time to go find myself a job.