Posted by: Chintan on: October 29, 2009
“Girls drink too much and are slutty” is what I heard from my almost 6 year old’s mouth early this morning. And where did he pick it up? From the radio. I had National Public Radio on while driving him to school. Since the fall fund raiser is on the program content is vastly reduced, so I switched to another FM channel and got to hear in the news “school bus driver jailed for having sex with girl student”. I quickly changed the channel to one of my husband’s favorite since my son likes the songs on that channel. I was not paying attention to was the announcer was saying until I heard my son laugh aloud. I asked what happened and he said “girls drink too much and are slutty”. I’m sure he doesn’t understand the words, but just that he heard it due to my carelessness make me want to howl.
Posted by: Chintan on: October 28, 2009
Since I got to hear a number of praise for my son. One parent whose child is in my son’s class called me to say if we could meet since she wanted to talk about him. I was worried that he may have misbehaved with her chilld. When I met her Saturday at a school function I was pleasantly surprised to hear, that she was astonished to see how focussed my son was in school. She volunteers at his school and said in all her years of volunteering and also seeing her own children and their friends, she has never met such a focussed child. She wanted to know what we did special with him.
Parents of children from his swim team told me that he is a very good role model for younger children!!!!. He is five and half himself, younger children than him having a role model sounds strange, but it seems when other older children in the team misbehave he tells the younger ones not to emulate them.
Yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Posted by: Chintan on: July 31, 2009
I came across this article in The Times of India about fake notes. I was reminded of my first trip back home. I had gone to State Bank of India to convert some dollars. I think I got some bundles of Rs 100 notes. I took one of those bundles to Air India office to buy a ticket. The person on the counter showed one note told me it was fake. I asked how he knew. He showed me the reverse side of the note which was crisscrossed and had fake written in capital letters. I was mortified. I took the rest of the bundle back and stormed to the SBI branch where I had got the money the previous day.
When I complained at the information desk, I was told to wait so that they could get the proper person to talk to me. I was shocked beyond words when the branch manager came and said he was planning to call the police and get me arrested. He said I was trying to cheat the bank, by showing the fake note. I had my passport with me and showed it to the manager and told him I worked abroad and that Rs 100 did not mean much to me, but imagine some person with a meagre incoming finding fake Rs 100 in his salary. He surely would be devasted. Instead of saying he would investigate, he threatened to make a case against me so that I could never leave the country! Being a regular Indian citizen, who takes all kinds of crap dished out to her by the system, I went home quietly.
Posted by: Chintan on: July 14, 2009
.. as a parent. I loved this article that talks about two extremes. I see myself in this kind of situation all the time.
Posted by: Chintan on: July 10, 2009
My son has come up with a new form of protest. He wanted to read all night. When I switched off the lights he grumbled and came to sleep(My husband or I have to sleep next to him till he drops off to sleep), I started patting him to sleep and hit a bare bottom. I asked him where were his jammies? He proclaimed “No comics, no pants!!!!!!!!!!!!!”.
Posted by: Chintan on: May 29, 2009
It was such a coincidence to come across this post this morning. I suffered a miscarriage around 6 weeks back. The comments to the post describe almost all of the feelings that swamped me after the miscarriage. It was an agonizing experience to say the least, but what I felt the most was guilt. The feeling that I did something wrong, somewhere during the period or before I conceived had caused it. The doctors indicated that it was a chromosomal problem that may have been caused by incorrect cell division, but the feeling of guilt just does not go away. Second is the fear to try again. After the incident almost everybody whom I spoke to mentioned that they had miscarriages but tried again and have healthy children. But the fear of losing a child again stops me from trying again.
I carried the fetus for 13 weeks before I miscarried. To me it was my child and a stubborn one since she managed to live for 13 weeks even with the problems she had(the doctors had found 2 cystic hygromas).
Posted by: Chintan on: May 29, 2009
It was a Bose moment. We had been to Magic Kingdom,Orlando, last weekend where I happened to hear a man shouting at his wife in a very loud voice,”Kachcha Maggi Kyon lekar aayi? Yehan kahan pakaongi?”.
Posted by: Chintan on: February 10, 2009
when I read articles like this http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/Cities/Vadodara_couple_buries_baby_girl_alive/articleshow/4106310.cms.
Posted by: Chintan on: February 9, 2009
not because he came second place but because:
1) He participated
2) He spoke to the judge without being scared
3) He did not need his mom or dad to hold his hand when he walked back to the dressing area.