Mundane Musings

Ana kutti turned one early May and the previous months had been hectic, in a pleasant way. Her first birthday had been more important to me than she would ever know. I wanted it to be a memorable one…for me. (cheeky grin). In my defence, I come from a middle class family where birthday parties were meant to be attended and not for celebrating. And as is the case with that generation, I didnt see anything amiss. I was perfectly happy taking a box of chocolates to school and getting back home to have special dal payasam made by mum. The first time I celebrated my birthday was while I was in college when I was doing my post graduation. But now, I wanted to live a bit vicariously through Ana. So I started with her e-card. The guest list and what I wanted for the party were all meticulously written down in my diary. And the e-card was going to give me an idea of the attendees. I checked various card designs on Google Images and I wanted ones that were pink and of complementary colour

It’s been three months since Anakutti’s birthday, and I’m yet to write a post about the party, her first year in this world, how my life has changed after her arrival and such relevant data as needed for a mother who has a bad case of forgetfulness, like me. And this is a dangerous sign of things to come. Anakutti’s cuteness and antics are multiplying day by day, plus there are so many changes in her personality that the camera is just not able to capture. Many times she stands mutely when I focus the camera on her, only for her to jump back to her antics the moment I put the offending object (for her) away; also one of the reasons why I have too many pictures of her with a poker face. People even ask me if she smiles at all, when the little imp is forever gurgling with laughter and flashing cheeky grins and making goofy faces at us...just not in front of the camera. I’m digressing; of course that it is not new for those of you who have the patience to read through all my blog p