I'm coming back from Mam's place right now! I'm a bit tired like always- unfortunately I forgot my earphone at home so I can't really plug into my favourite tracks right now- so my sole resort was to put this on and start typing! I don't really know what to say or with- I have two articles pending- and I feel a little bit exasperated now. I All of this has definitely given me a self-satisfactory feeling- but somehow, I feel like I could always do more, always do better. Mom's driving right now, and believe me it's boring to have to hear a husband always trying to direct their wives at the steering wheel! -_-
The only time time I can last remember having taken care and looked after a baby was when my little brother was one himself. Ah- this brings tonnes of memories linked! Woouuf- I can't still believe that he's grown up so much in the past 11 years! I mean the last time I remember- we were still playing in my Mom's room, constructing huge ships with pillows and carton boxes! I remember those days where he would get into my mom's room and grab a lipstick to smear all over his face or when I used to clip bras to his torso!
I remember playing see-saw with him- and remember being the most excited person in town when I was the first one to see him climbing the stairs on all fours! What didn't we use to do?! I clearly remember his 4th birthday- that was when he truly started to understand things- his birthday cake was that of a football pitch! I guess every boy must have had that once in their lives!
I remember preparing his bottle of milk and changing his nappies was something I thoroughly enjoyed! Of course- back then I was a kid myself- there's so many things that I failed desperately at- I recall having let him fall from the bed when he was only 4 months during play- I was banned from watching T.V for a week- and crying I went for that implied missing the Indian Soap.. But in any case- Those were moments- I wonder if I could play the role of the big sister appropriately, I think I played fair enough for someone of my age back then- but I recognize having failed desperately during the peak of adolescent crisis!
But I'm back on track now- I enjoy having to prepare his food in the morning, or getting to listen to his friends problems- and I definitely enjoy the fact that he confides in me whenever something bad happened to him- like getting bullied or getting proposed! :D
All on all- Shreyaan made me think of all those moments! She did! I remember telling Pinam how she's gonna be one of the most cherishable kids of our family. I remember some 2 weeks before Pinam's delivery, we were trying to figure out names for the baby girl. Pinam loved the idea of "Shreyaan"- which sounded masculine at first- and it is! But when I got back home and researched on it- I found out that, it actually meant in Telugu- "Calm, wise and compassionate!" And this post is meant for you Shreyaan- to read and contemplate when you are of the age where you become a fair little nymph I'm impatiently looking forward to! God Bless- you've definitely got my blessings sweet little soul- for you are going to be my protegee- this I promise! I promise with the integrity of my own soul! <3
And we have reached home- Woah- This actually turned out into an article- quite a messy one I agree- but one that I love! :)