Writing this piece of blog before my delivery, I would have sounded too obsessed and way to confident. Confident, in the fact that I would be having a baby girl. In the last stages of my pregnancy I got to spend some time with my childhood friend Archana, who is a mother to twin boys. Through a casual conversation about the time when she was expecting, she said to her mom, “When we were kids and we would go on talking about the future, from that time onwards Vasu always wished to have a baby girl.”
Why only a baby girl? When in a male-heir crazed country like ours it is an honor to birth a boy child for first kid. I do not personally know of any such honor crap but I sure have witnessed in our generation the thing about having a boy child which left me wondering if really we were an open-minded generation. I do not want to enter into such crappy discussion, so straight to what I want to say.
I have been babysitting kids since I was a 5 year old. My first ever babysitting session was with Chotu. God! I love that kid so much. I was 5 when he was born and I saw him straight out of his mother’s womb. Then it was Neil. As I turned 13, I became an official babysitter for my father’s division. He was the head and all his officers had kids ranging from 5 year olds to 10 and all boys. Sigh! If you’ve ever baby sat boys I’m sure you would crave for some feminism in life. At that point of time since I too was into cricket, WWF stuff ,the boys loved me. I took them for movies and icecream, yeah I was their favorite didi and Oh! I always let them jump on the bed. I never said no to WWF in the house so effectively I was the coolest thing on the planet for someone who was as tall and fat as their moms. Then came ‘Meghana’ and the rest is history. Her gentle gurgle, her soft touch and her beautiful smile made me fall in love head over heels. As she grew into this naughty little 2 year old, her pique if I paid attention to someone else, her fascination with the mirror, her sensitivity when she saw tears and uff the way my heart twisted when she cried. I knew I wanted a girl. For all my tomboyishness, nothing ever had kindled such feelings in my heart. I wanted a princess and I got ONE :D. In the words of the Alchemist, “ When a person really desires something, all the universe conspires to help that person to realize his dream.”
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Why only a baby girl? When in a male-heir crazed country like ours it is an honor to birth a boy child for first kid. I do not personally know of any such honor crap but I sure have witnessed in our generation the thing about having a boy child which left me wondering if really we were an open-minded generation. I do not want to enter into such crappy discussion, so straight to what I want to say.
I have been babysitting kids since I was a 5 year old. My first ever babysitting session was with Chotu. God! I love that kid so much. I was 5 when he was born and I saw him straight out of his mother’s womb. Then it was Neil. As I turned 13, I became an official babysitter for my father’s division. He was the head and all his officers had kids ranging from 5 year olds to 10 and all boys. Sigh! If you’ve ever baby sat boys I’m sure you would crave for some feminism in life. At that point of time since I too was into cricket, WWF stuff ,the boys loved me. I took them for movies and icecream, yeah I was their favorite didi and Oh! I always let them jump on the bed. I never said no to WWF in the house so effectively I was the coolest thing on the planet for someone who was as tall and fat as their moms. Then came ‘Meghana’ and the rest is history. Her gentle gurgle, her soft touch and her beautiful smile made me fall in love head over heels. As she grew into this naughty little 2 year old, her pique if I paid attention to someone else, her fascination with the mirror, her sensitivity when she saw tears and uff the way my heart twisted when she cried. I knew I wanted a girl. For all my tomboyishness, nothing ever had kindled such feelings in my heart. I wanted a princess and I got ONE :D. In the words of the Alchemist, “ When a person really desires something, all the universe conspires to help that person to realize his dream.”
My Pari
Really touching :).
ReplyDeleteYour wish has finally come true with Pari.
The last line reminds me of our umpteen num of conversations revolving around pursuing our dreams :) !!
ReplyDeleteYour Universe(Guns) has successfully conspired to give you what u have always wanted.....wondering wt my universe has kept in store for me ;)
me too, need no honors of having a baby boy vasu,
ReplyDeletenot sure why, but am biased towards baby girls...
and remember?? ur dream wish was in my wishlist prayers
ya, god heard my prayers and u hav a PARI at home :)
God bless!
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ReplyDeleteSreekanth Gannavarapu - Thank me for making ur dreams come true :P
Lakshmikanth Raja Kasiraju - @Gun: Edava!!
Vasudha Mantripragada - @Guns: Well you are my universe kada :)
Lakshmikanth Raja Kasiraju - @Vasu: Aripichav ga :D
@Harry.. This might sound pretentious but I already know that I'm always on ur wishlist :D I'm so proud of it that I can't stop grinning
ReplyDelete1)People need to let us, unbuzzed souls know that they have posted a new blog.
ReplyDelete2) Baby girls are a different world altogether.
I can vividly recall my lil cousin Isha clinging on to my arm when she was climbing down the stairs, the way she religiously believed I cannot get hurt as I am soooo big, the astonishment on her face when once i scraped my knee and started bleeding, the way she wanted to comb my long hair and use hair products on it. I still remember how she made me watch high school muscial 1 seven times in a row and how she made me recite some of the songs in the movie. The way i gave her piggy back rides for 3 hours straight just to not see tears in her eyes...well you get the point.
I dont think i would never have done that if she was a boy.
Baby girls are special and are fun to spoil.
Good luck Vas