Pregnancy Perks - II

Well here is the second part...

Even though the only breathing and moving persons at home currently are S and me(well,me+baby),there are quite a lot of pseudo-people present in every nook and corner of the house.No , I am not talking about ghosts here.They are well-wishers(WWs)...parents,in-laws,friends etc... Even though they are not present with us in the current timezone, they can inflict us with their thoughts,fears and ofcourse love :-).

They have this never ending list of dos and don'ts , like for a teenager.And this list is duly repeated at every available oppurtunity.Every time I climb onto a bench to reach out for something,mom's words ring in my ears about not doing it.Every time I reach out for a second helping of that dessert,same ringing.It makes me feel like in school again :-)

Even though, poor S tries his best , I miss these WWs so much. They try to pamper me with words and make me feel special in every phone call..They send homemade stuff thru collegues visiting from India. They rebuke S, for not taking care of me enough, even though he is clueless, as to what else can he do other than the stuff he is currently doing. Coming to S , he has become my favourite punch bag offlate. He bears the brunt, even for things which are beyond his control like if its too hot on any particular day,if the water is too cold, if there is just too much traffic..etc..

I can get away being completely unreasonable(sudden urges of pani-puri at 2:00am), irrational(will always use his laptop to do my stuff and that too when he is using it) and quirky(making dosa for all meals in a day, because I cannot stand anything else)

He puts up with most of these stuff,lest I start crying and that exact moment any one of the WWs call up and he is taken into the 'principle's room' hehehe :-).He ignores me sometimes and chides me ..but then I have this 'magic sentence' which brings things back to square one...and what is that sentence ..."You don't know what its like to be pregnant!"

Let go...

Some people just dont let go...

• rejected 'lovers'
• crabby ex-colleagues
• inquisitive relatives
• narcissistic bosses
• stinging acquaintances

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Pregnancy Perks - I

Let me tell you, out of personal experience, that pregnancy is not all about nausea, cravings and hormones. There are quite a lot of perks that come along

• Bosses are more charitable - they do not drop in, at the fag end of the day, to ask me to do something 'real quick'.
• Co-workers , especially women, make you feel special by offering sinful treats for those hunger pangs which catch you offguard.
• That elderly lady who turns out in crisp business suits even on fridays and romps around with an air of aristocracy, gives sympathetic smiles everytime you run into her in rest room.
• That woman in the marketing department whom I never liked, gives me "when-will-I-ever-get-married-AND-pregnant"look , while I give her the 'blissfully-happy" look **evil grin** :-)
• The carpool partner does not crib if I want to leave work early.
• People hold the elevator door, as I snail my way to it from the front door.
• It makes me feel so important, when my baby's due date figures in the project plan. That would be the time when I would be taking off so backup plans..et al...

All these are at the work front, there is more to come on the home front... :-)

Two Books and A Movie

Two Books and A Movie--that about describes my labour day weekend.

Scoop by Evelyn Waugh - Extremely witty and very enjoyable read.It is about a small time writer William Boot who, mistakenly, gets sent as a special correspondent to Africa to cover a possible revolution.The book is an hilarious account of his time in Africa.He succeeds in getting scoops for his newspaper,'The Beast", but not without amusing adventures.

Mr Blandings Builds hid Dream House by Eric Hodgins,William Steig - I liked this book so much that it is now in my favourite books list. Remember the TV Serial,'Wagle Ki Duniya', which used to to telecast on DD long time ago...the protagonist of this novel, MrBlandings, is a Mr.Wagle like character.He is a simple man with few needs until he plans to build a cosy home.As the title suggests, he sets out to build a house in country far away from the city.His encouters with Real Estate Agent,the Architect,the Building Contractor, the Plumber,the Electricity Personnel, etc...make up the hilarous content of the book.Even though this book was written way back in 1940s..it is still very much relevant to the current state of affairs.I recommend this book to any person who sets out to build a house !

Lage Raho MunnaBhai - Well what can I say about this movie, except, kya mast picture banaya mamu..;-) . This movie almost lives upto its predecessor, but for a few things.The 'jadu ki jhappi' was the most missed part, Arshad Warsi cud have had a bigger role. Otherwise the movie is a great entertainer.The best surprise package was the 30 second-Abishek Bachachan screen appearance.

Hence was spent the best parts of labour day weekend amidst fun and laughter :-)

We love you Andre !

1992 was the year when I was at my rebellious best. Everything that was offbeat appealed to me.I used to oppose and protest against any kind of authority and viewed it as tyranny and dictatorship.Even the softest rebuke used to send me into rages of anger.I guess that is, what is called as adolescence !

During this time,there was similar 'rebel' in the tennis world. Andre Agassi.He just broke into the tennis world with his first grand slam victory.For me, he was not only a great player but a player with an attitude, with a big A. With his long hair and ear-ring, we was not just a sports star..he was a kind of stlye icon :-) . We girls used to drool over him in the SportsStar and SportsWorld magazines.Pray that he would be the center spread in the next issue.

At that time in India, teenagers were supposed to be aping and falling prey to the western culture...For me he represented everything 'western' ! Whenever a tournament was telecasted on TV, mostly it was good old DD then, my mom would be vexed about missing her saturday/sunday evening movie. But for me, I would await , all stars in my eyes, for matches played by Agassi.I dont think I knew much of the technical knowledge about Tennnis, but watching him play was eye candy. I used to brood when he lost and was extra joyous when he won, much to the amusement of my dad and uncles.Well they followed tennis the way it is supposed to be, I mean not judging players by their looks and attitudes ..etc...:-)

I have come a long way since then, my devotion to the rebellious nature has matured...I have grown to appreciate the subtleties of life.
But when ever I see you today, even with your bald head and the mature years behind you...you remind me of my myself..back then when life was ..well..different!

From that day in 1992 at Wimbeldon, when you won a five setter against Goran Ivanisevic...
Till yesterday at New York,when you won a five setter against Marcos Baghdatis...

There has never been anybody like you..there will never be...We love you Andre, We will miss you !