Wednesday, September 28, 2011

N 404- Manipal centre

We love our husbands. Sometimes more than our husbands we love our mother in laws. But today we loved Ghosts, Osama and George bush as well. J

There is a lot we discuss about here, in this small Infosys office for new mothers and mothers to be who cannot travel till the main office at e-city. Usually the talks are all centered around our cuddle bundles, baby products, pediatricians, home remedies, growth milestones etc etc. But the clear winners and the all time favorites are of course Husbands and Mother in Laws. With no offense to both- their stories, mannerism, difference, indifference and their unconditional support to us as working mothers spices up our lunch and tea breaks.

We are nine of us in this small office in MG Road Manipal centre. Four are expectant mothers and the rest of us are mothers already (even though they say mothers are born even as the baby is inside I would like to think that the moment you see your baby is when you actually become a mother). Coming from different cultures and traditions I got to learn a lot from others – the best from across the borders . It is more a mom’s cafĂ© ; unlike the monthly mail that comes from the company- this feels more real.

When I joined here after maternity, I was missing the open space in the campus and the greenery. This place looks more a sweat shop with 50 odd desktops arranged across the room with very little sun light coming in ; it looks very different from my work place at electronics city. But this office is just 5 min from my home and that saved me nearly 3 hours I spent on travel every day to electronics city. Working from here was a relief then, now its delightful. It took us a while to come out and mingle and come together though and all this was not from day 1 J Women do take their time to come out of their nut shelves right. He he!

Most days we discuss our babies, and then our routines, experiences, suggest help , give and receive tips to manage things well. We discuss about the different roles we play – a mother, a daughter in law, a wife, an employee, a daughter and being ourselves – mostly in this same order or priority! I feel here , men have a big advantage over women with lesser role plays to do. My male friends would disagree am sure. Give me your counter arguments – am all ears and open for debate. J From Maid issues, personal health queries , travel problems, domestic issues , stress – my emotional needs are met here easily. It is true when they say women understand women better. Now that all my old “girlfriends” are out of town and engaged by their own busy routines, just like I am with mine, I have found this as my new emotional shelter. I feel every woman needs a female friend all the time. When we talk and share , I think we feel lighter in spite of the heavy responsibilities we carry on our shoulders.

Eateries, baby shops, textiles shops –name it and someone always has a pointer to the best deals available in town. This is becoming a small “Bulletin board” (read as information bank for non infoscions) for me too. I really wonder how god finds me the best of lot for company in all stages I grow up. I have a close set of friends from school, college and then as a working spinster, post marriage etc etc… I am still close to them and they are very much part of my life. But these ties are new and fresh.

While on one side it hurts to think that we all will split up in another four weeks ( permission to work here is granted only for three months!) , I console myself with the thought that these people are still going to be there in electronics city. To meet might be hard, but they are always there. I have new friends , whenever I need.J

Saturday, June 25, 2011

The wonder box

The other day i was taking a walk through Jogupalaya market road and this fancy store grabbed my attention. The shop keeper had put up all latest school bag models outside. Various colors , designs and stickers on them ...it sure would attract the attention of those tiny eyes.

Back at Trivandrum in my house there is this shelf in the guest bedroom on the ground floor which has a wonder box. It is a small aluminum box with a blue handle. Once upon a time i think it served as my school bag; when i was in my first std or so may be. It was probably my first one and daddy decided to keep it. But ever since i remember its been a wonder box and if i am right - one of my dads most prized possession. And why is it so? Its because its the tool box which contains just everything anyone is looking for. From carpentry repairs to plumbing faults to electrical needs....just everything had some solution in this box! My 8th std project - a digestive system came out of it. I still remember the resin I got from it dissolving the thermocol tummy! The box provided the lamps and wire for the Hawa Mahal for my 10th std social science exhibition. :) So many memories locked up in that tiny little box. Am sure dad has so many of his own too....

Sunday, May 22, 2011

being mommy

Everyone's- friends who are already mommies, to friends who are soon gonna be mommies, cousins, relatives - asking me the one big question! How is motherhood? To be honest and frank, i dont feel that i have changed any bit. Four years back when i got married, everyone was asking me how i am coping with married life! I dint feel "married"...cause it dint change who or what i am then. Siddharth - my 5 month old son has not changed me a bit either. FRIENDS...i am still as crazy and pathetic as i was - BEWARE ! he he

Yes, the one only minor changes i can see is that i am not going to work...but am working harder than ever before! :) Sometimes its tiring , exhausting etc etc...but mostly is a good feeling. I really cannot imagine any moment i had without him. His ever infectious toothless grin is all that takes to de-stress! The best thing i love about all this is to wake up in the morning and find him smiling back at you (PS: if u have noticed - my lil son too wakes up before i do ...see i told u nothing changed! ). The smile makes my day! :)

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

kabhi khushi...kabhi gam.

homecoming is always a sweet pain. when i left bangalore 5 months ago for my delivery i went with a heavy heart and sobbing in the train with my parents. The 5 months flew by like a big festive season with lot of time with cousins and relatives. Here i am back at bangalore. glad to be back home with rajiv...but my parents just left and i find myself sobbing again..missing them. yes...homecoming is a sweet pain either ways!

Friday, February 18, 2011

delightful

more than 35 lakh women, one city lights up with devotion! its atukal ponkala once again :) :)

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

postpartum!

when i was carrying i was amused by the fact that my ever growing tummy was the first thing that caught everyones eye! it was discussed about and people were so happy to see it grow! Now that the baby is out it, its irritating that it still remains the showstopper! everyone n just everyone has to tell me that much of the big big tummy stll remains. grrrr