Dec31

Missing Amijee

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Missing Amijee

Situation: Zoey sitting on her little potty in my paternal grand mothers room, who was called and is fondly remembered as “Amijee”

Zoey:  Mama, where is amijee?

Me: Thinking how to answer this as simply as possible. Beta, amijee is with Allah Mian.

Zoey: Why Allah Mian mama?

Me: hmmm. Trying to distract Zoey, I ask whats the colour of the flower on the wall Zoey?

Zoey: Mama, but why amijee Allah Mian?

Me: Amijee was a nice lady Zoey an Allah Mian wanted her to be with him.

Zoey: Allah Mian uncle?

Me: No jaani.

Zoey: ok. Allah Mian aunty?

Me: Na jaana. Allah Mian is only Allah Mian.  No uncle or aunty.

Zoey: Ok mama. Amijee pack bag and go?

Me: No Zoey. Amijee had good monkey manners (a book about manners that Zoey has) and she only took those.

Zoey: But why mama?

Me: I dont know jaani.

After a few moments of pondering

Zoey: mama, Zoey miss Amijee.

I roll my eyes….shs never even met amijee how can she possibly miss her?

Me: Haan janoo so do I.

Zoey: Why mama miss amijee?

Mama picks up zoey, washes her and shuns her out of the room to play football before more questions can be asked!

 

Dec19

What kind of a wife am I?

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What kind of a wife am I?

Its been a few months since we as a husband and wife team decided that hubby will go to Dubai to attend his friends wedding and I will happily stay back. This decision was reached after weighing a lot of options and prioritizing what was important.

Interestingly, the 9 days that he has been away not even did I regret not going to the plastic city. It was a good break for us both, hopefully, and I took care of stuff here that ha to be taken care off. But while he has been away for some odd reason I have been judged as a wife by different people in my life. Someone who I respect and know very well called me from across cities and without waiting for me to answer her salaam she got on to what a bad thing I did by not going with my husband and what a bad companion I am. I  pleaded my case by telling her that I didnt want Zoey to miss her sports day and 10 days of school, but obviously the judgement had been passed. Furthermore, she also said that hes going out with his friends all the time while I choose to sit and do nothing an home. Mi way to saving my grace, I opted to not answer. But really for days this conversation stuck in my mind and  made my otherwise cheerful mood go grey.

Today, I got a whatsapp alert from a friend who again me me think about what he wrote.

A: Remember what I told you once that you will become the kin of wife totally centered on your husband?

Me: :) Isnt that what wives are supposed to be?

A: 80′s ki wives…yes

Me: :) Aur aaj kal ki wives kya karti hain?

A: They are more self assured.

Me: And what makes you think I am not self assured?

A: You may want to live your own life more too.

I smiled reading this conversation. Either I come across as 80′s ki biwi or I come across as a bad companion.

Obviously, there is something that I am doing wrong. Next thing I know I will start coming across as a pathetic mother. Maybe a tattoo, regular coffee with friends, a few Gucci’s and LV’s might help. No harm trying. As it is I have nothing to lose!

Nov16

Gender Matters

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Gender Matters

Gist of the conversation:

Zoey: Zoey is a good boy.

Me: You are a girl. Zoey is a good girl.

Zoey: No, boy mama.

Me: You are a girl janoo. Mama is a girl. Shaheen apa is a girl. Girls have long hair and they wear Earrings. Baba is a boy. Sulaiman is a boy. Nana abu is a boy. Boys have short hair and they dont wear earrings.

Zoey: Ok. Baba, boy?

Me: Yes, baba is a boy.

Zoey: Confused. But baba earrings. and points to her ears

Me: Confused. Yes thats right. But he’s still a boy! Some boys wear earrings!

Oct31

From toddler to a young girl

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From toddler to a young girl

Since the birth of iphone in my life, my camera beechara has to deal with injustice. It now only comes out for shoots or when I need to capture images in low light. Otherwise its my iphone always doing the photography works, till 2 days ago.

I wanted to capture Zoey at my mothers house. So, in the evening when the tummy was relatively full, nap taken and mood playful, I took out the camera and randomly started clicking. Zoey is used to this drill. So, after taking a million shots and being immensely pleased with what I saw in the lcd, I was suddenly overwhelmed at how quickly time is passing and how Zoeys expressions are changing. For a few seconds there I think my love kindoff overflowed.

I went and hugged her hard and said, “I love you Zoey baba”. She looked up at me and said “Ok mama. Now lept me go, its bounce time”. Adn wriggled out of my arms and ran away.

~Sigh~ I never thought it would come to this, this soon!

Oct28

Winter smelling

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Winter smelling

The morning today had a slight chill to it. The chill that announces the coming of winters and makes you realize that another year is going to come to an end soon. This kind of weather makes me want to wake up early, open the windows and enjoy my  hot cup of tea.

Along with this chill also comes dry skin and lips, and a shopping trip to indulge in these goodies. I love this kind of shopping. After a lot of market research, after years I finally got myself  Nivea. The good ol blue tin container. It was a reassurance to me of an era gone by, of the winters well spent at amis home, and a reminder of my grandmother who I used to think smelt so wonderful (a combination of nivea and motia flowers).

Sigh. I love winters. Among the hot cup of tea, a warm hug, the right handbag, the perfect hoops, just the right shoes……the right kindoff of moisturizer and a fruity lip balm can ensure a perfect start to a perfect day!