Sometime back I did this post about how we , this generation , has been moving from some good practices to bad ones , just in an attempt to become cool.
Today I recalled this after reading a discussion on a face book group , about cloth diapers and sanitary pads 🙂
Do you remember those triangular pieces of clothes that were used before tinycare and pampers days ?
Do you remember the cotton pads between old cloth / gauze that our moms made once in a month..when carefree was unaffordable and ultrathins unimaginable ?
Those days are back for good , however this time in style. And we are soon going to adapt those practices again , coz the west has already started doing so 🙂
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Don’t they look COOL !
Why do people shy away from saying what they believe. Why do they behave all friendly on face and wish that you or your race should have never existed. Why do I hate this hypocrisy so much 😦
You have last piece of your favourite sweet and 2 contenders..you and your 6 year old ?
~nm pointed me to a contest on Y’s blog where we have to write funny incidents during our married life. The contest has generated a few very funny entries and reminded me of few incidents that happened during early days of my marriage.
So here I go …
If you are a north indian or you are exposed to north indian culture , you must be aware that marriage does mean being sleep deprived and extremely tired apart from all the other things. So most of the wedding ceremonies were over except the much hyped “First Night” that typically happens the next night after the marriage. And the bride and groom have been awake for almost 36 hours if not more , before the first night.
That “NIGHT” ..I was just waiting to retire in my room , was anxious thanks to the movies , but was sleepy ..just so typical me. And at 10 in the night , I was told to change into a fresh sari and do some make up by my SILs. Little did I know that they were asking me to get ready for “First night” and nor did I know that its going to be so FILMY 😛 Not that I minded filmy style 😉 but then wearing a sari again at 10 pm with makeup and jewellary ..aaaah.
After some time I was all decked up…taken to my room which was decorated with roses and crysanthem and looked lovely and my tall dark and handsome guy stood there in silk kurta …so sweet ..I thought. Then they clicked a few photos , in which I look almost drunk ..my eyes drooping with sleep. And then they left us there alone 🙂
So whatever happened ..or did not happen that night , my husband did woke me up at 4 am in the morning. Well ..can someone be angry with a loving husband , so soon in married life …I almost felt like shouting , its just 4 am. But when I opened my eyes I also was out of the bed within seconds.
The bedsheet was red …okay not with what comes to your mind ..it was red with the rose petals that were spread on it before we sleep. Uff we cursed ourselves for being so filmy and not clearing the bed before lying down.
But what next ..the newly wedded couple scrubbed the bedsheet together in the bathroom , sneaked from the back door and dried it in the back yard and just kept praying that no one questions 😛
Romantic ..isn’t it !!
Thats not all ..
After a day or so I was packing my stuff for our honeymoon. My SIL’s 4 year old was tagging along with me since I was married , excited and curious about having a Mami 🙂 That meant cute company and not romantic sneak peeks , coz everytime hubby would sneak in , he was there 🙂
So the plan was that FIL would take us to temple and then will drop us to the station for the honeymoon further. My little companion asks me , “Mami aap ja rahe ho” and I said yes. Then he asks …”kiske saath”. And I told ” Mama aur Nanu ke sath” , meaning husband and FIL. Pat came the reply from him in a full volume …” Arreee , honeymoon teen log thode hi jaate hai”..3 people don’t go for honeymoon :P.
I just looked around wide mouthed and cursed myself for underestimating the general knowledge of the little guy 🙂
Now that I have started writing ..I can think of a few more ..but thats for later .
So whats your story ? 😉
..you feel too low.
well ..I just read few of my old posts from kids blog ..doesnot help today 😦
Don’t ask me the reasons please ..coz there is hardly any 😛
..I am sure you know this ..no one in this country cares for your life…except the people waiting at home. Please be responsible and careful about your own self.
What if you have offices on both sides of an eight lane road and not a single pedestrian crossing/ bridge , you cannot run and cross the road.
What if you don’t have any space between the drain and the road, you need to choose what is less risky ..the drain or the road.
What if you walk off the road at the mercy of car drivers , bikers , traffic police men , contruction workers ..its your life after all.
So be careful ..coz no one else does.
..how can some people talk so sweetly all the time ? Even if its the demand of their job ..still ..don’t they get tired of it.
One example would be a HR guy in our company ..he makes you feel like an asset, whenever you talk to him ..even though you know he might not mean half of what he says or may be 100% of what he says ..he sounds genuine 🙂
Ofcourse I admire the skill ..wish I had it too.