Reading my old posts was fun and has inspired me to write one more today!
As the pot of soup simmers, and stomach grumbles, I have about 5 minutes to finish this.
Urvi is a very grown up 8 now, a master of her own life, she shrugs of moms scolding with a yawn and advice with rolled eyes! But the child peeps out occasionally - like today - she is very worried about a black milk tooth and a perceived hole which she believes is a cavity....this is a big fear, as we, her parents have filled her head from her earliest days,of the deadliness of cavities!!!
( I am not worried as she is quite a conscientious child who brushes thrice a day and it's just a milk tooth after all ) but she has been agonising about it the whole weekend begging us to take her to a dentist despite her fears of getting injections.
These days I am dabbling at my profession and wallowing in pleasurable pursuits like reading and sleeping!!but this is beginning to pall, continuous pleasure can get tedious. I am not sure about what I should do for the next fifty years are so! Vasu of course is happily putting all his gray cells to good use and untiredly and endlessly gazing at his little black computer tapping away day and night! That's drive for you! Totally absent in me.
This year I turned forty, which means my life as such is half over. A time to think gravely about what I should do before time runs out, but happily only a tenth of me is worried about this the rest is happily cruising along in the ocean of life riding the highs and looking forward to greater highs.
I do sound like a druggie looking for constant highs...I feel like that at times.
Urvis night time pre sleep occupation at times is opening her multiple music books and singing really intensely with total absorption. I worry that our neighbours may complain about this NIGHTingale!
This time the kacheri started with Hindustani,deshbakti, Carnatic and am sure will end with Katy Perry song with a resounding " you are going to hear me ROAR"!
As the pot of soup simmers, and stomach grumbles, I have about 5 minutes to finish this.
Urvi is a very grown up 8 now, a master of her own life, she shrugs of moms scolding with a yawn and advice with rolled eyes! But the child peeps out occasionally - like today - she is very worried about a black milk tooth and a perceived hole which she believes is a cavity....this is a big fear, as we, her parents have filled her head from her earliest days,of the deadliness of cavities!!!
( I am not worried as she is quite a conscientious child who brushes thrice a day and it's just a milk tooth after all ) but she has been agonising about it the whole weekend begging us to take her to a dentist despite her fears of getting injections.
These days I am dabbling at my profession and wallowing in pleasurable pursuits like reading and sleeping!!but this is beginning to pall, continuous pleasure can get tedious. I am not sure about what I should do for the next fifty years are so! Vasu of course is happily putting all his gray cells to good use and untiredly and endlessly gazing at his little black computer tapping away day and night! That's drive for you! Totally absent in me.
This year I turned forty, which means my life as such is half over. A time to think gravely about what I should do before time runs out, but happily only a tenth of me is worried about this the rest is happily cruising along in the ocean of life riding the highs and looking forward to greater highs.
I do sound like a druggie looking for constant highs...I feel like that at times.
Urvis night time pre sleep occupation at times is opening her multiple music books and singing really intensely with total absorption. I worry that our neighbours may complain about this NIGHTingale!
This time the kacheri started with Hindustani,deshbakti, Carnatic and am sure will end with Katy Perry song with a resounding " you are going to hear me ROAR"!
