Twenty- five Seven

When Santa goes Dutch

April 28, 2020

Christmas is special all over the world. Everyone loves Santa. And everyone knows he comes from the North Pole. But do you know that one day, the Santa who came home was from Holland!
It was the week before Christmas and the twiblings were excited. Santa was coming home that evening. As they nudged each other and whispered, I knew something was afoot.
“What’s happening?” I asked them.
“SANTA IS COMING HOME TONIGHT!” they said in unison.

Really? I asked them. “How do you know?”

“Well, Abu said Santa was coming .”

Unfortunately, it wasn’t Santa but XANDER Hubby Dear’s Dutch colleague who was coming home to dinner.

Well, when they woke up the next morning and saw the stash of chocolates and cheese he brought for them, they were convinced Santa had come visiting.
I wonder how long this innocence will last for.

Ciao
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Like Money for Water

April 27, 2020

So this is the final week of the #AtoZChallenge. I do hope you’ve enjoyed my series so far.

Children have their own language and vocabulary especially while they are learning language skills. Other people call it babbling, but their garbled words definitely mean something. Often times, it is only the immediate family that can understand what they are trying to convey.

When Ms. Papaya was all of 16 months she went to the US for the first time. Having spent over a year with us in India, she was more familiar with Marathi the language spoken at home.

So she knew words like ‘nee-nee’ for sleep, ‘toh-toh‘ for bath and ‘paani‘ for water. Unfortunately, in her baby talk, paani came out as money.

After a long flight and the wait through immigration, the first word she spoke on entering the US was “Money, Money”!

Everyone stared at the little red-faced girl asking for a glass of water. None but us understood that Money for Ms. Papaya meant WATER.

Now wasn’t that the right word to say in the land of capitalism?

Ciao

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Do join me as I share my adventures with my Little People.
A stony-hearted Valentine

April 25, 2020

Valentine’s has become a big deal all over the world. It has also become so commercialised that very few gestures remain original and from the heart. With cards, chocolates, flowers and elaborate date nights, there is no room for a simple declaration of love.
However, earlier this year, I witnessed a truly “AW” moment.

It was the day before Valentine’s when Anna Shetty and I took the Little Ones to the Park.

We thought the twiblings could play in the park while Wow Dinga attended his Track&Field training programme in the adjoining field.

Suddenly Little Po came running to us. With wide-eyed wonder, he opened his fist.

“Look aaiee”, he said excitedly, “this looks like a heart”! It was a smooth, flat stone that he had hidden in his hand.

Then very shyly he said, “You can have it “

Wasn’t that the best Valentine’s gift ever?

Ciao

I’m participating in the AtoZ2020 Challenge, a month-long blog hop where participants post 26 posts, one for every Alphabet, every day except Sundays.
Do join me as I share my adventures with my Little People.

When Santa goes Dutch

Like Money for Water

A stony-hearted Valentine