Navyasaysso

Uff,Rainy week!I am listening to "Yamune Aatrile" from Thalapathi which ended up me in tears. Such a practical application of Mahabharata.I suddenly remembered it and snatched back my earbuds from my Mommy dearest. I was reading a book by V S khandekar which was translated from Marathi to Kannada called "Krounchavadhe".You know it means, a hunter had killed the male Krounchpakshi when it was with his partner.I am liking the writing style though and ordered one more book by the same author. I made my son wear his sweater and hat which his dad had got for him from Nainital.But the little guy seems to like the no sweater policy.He cried till I removed it. Last Sunday, I had been to my dad's native where I was born.I felt like crying after visiting there as I had spent my major portion of the life there in one place.My cousins and chikkamma prepared nice Pav Bhaji for us.I had to manage by spending equal times at both the houses(My Ajji and S...

You know,when someone said Adulting is hard,I could not resonate.But as a kid ,I never had to weep on a pillow by looking at my own life.I feel every adult has to go through this stage.Does growing old mean to cry harder? I was too small, my mom would scold me for no reasons,I thought may be she is strict or I need to be perfect.But now she tells me that I was the only let away for what she goes through because of her in laws (?). You know, you love someone not just for Sex.But to talk endlessly by sitting on the terrace and to be patient listener.Also aiming to be his/her priority.Also, to dream a life which is just filled up with sweet nectar. You know, I had a story.Seven years back, a simple and beautiful story.It was filled with talking about native when away from home, a friend to someone who did not have many friends, an admirer for a tomboy, a reason to self love and whom I had immense trust and had hardly any fights with.But you know,if a story is too good,it would...

This week has been wonderful!A lot many activities amidst the chaos created by my 5 months son.I have been lately a victim of many postpartum side effects.Well, I had been to my husband's bestfriend's sister's engagement and I saw how small the community is.I mean I could find half of my relatives there.Food was really good.I wore this very long anarkali oredered on Amazon.Being a woman of 5'8 I feel it was long enough for me 😶. Also, we repaired our TV after 5 years and I switched on Udaya Tv in the evening just to get that childhood weekend feeling. Ravichandran's "Manedevru" movie was being telecasted😂. Last Sunday, my cousins were here after 2 years and my mom,her sister and everyone started giving their opinion on kids.So to avoid further fights I took them to "Gedde" and talked about how my old good times were there. We had a local festival called "Bandihabba" and my mom asked to v...

One more week done and it's going to be a long blog.So much has been happening around and I can't keep calm.Firstly,So Proud of Operation Sindoor❤️.I have seen people calling it as "Sindhoor" ,but it's "Sindoor".My whole life was a lie even I was one of those people till now. Also, can't stop to think why is this Apple plant is even here?I mean I am seeing it since 5+ months and it is adamant not even to grow a bit.You know,it tells clearly that you can't grow where you are not supposed to!I mean Universe is still a thing right? Also,new tenants have come to Hebbar House and it's  a family of Grandparents,grand daughter and their daughter.The grandfather everyday stands patiently and watch how his granddaughter is learning to ride a bicycle.I mean cute things exist still💕. Also,My son is showing his stunts one by one.I always wonder what these kids are thinking of us at this stage.As in I want to read thei...

So here I am with one more weekly update.My husband is in Varanasi and he lived my dream.He was a little kind enough to try the food I suggested and places I suggested.It's raining there and his flight is delayed it seems. This week was a roller coaster emotionally.I had a big fight with my husband and he sent me a surprise Pizza.I was never a pizza lover,but I craved for it in my pregnancy. Also,this week marked the death of our dog,Gundu one who changed my perspective on dogs itself.He would accompany me for walks.Its sad that he was attacked by a leopard.Idk,what forest department is doing.I mean only pigs were of a concern here. Nvm,they got a replica of  Gundu now,My mava said it must be his child only as he looks the same and from the same place where our Gundu would go for his night walks.Wherever you are,I hope you are happy Gundu. also,gold rates are sky high.For a small piece ,say tiny enough,for that it costed me 700 rs. I went to ajjanmane as my ...

Okay,So when we moved here in 2013 November I literally got to live in a 80s red oxide floor but stupid teenager hated it.Its natural right,you take any organism out of it's space,it's obviously gonna make faces at you.I don't get,why we humans get pleasure in destroying some other's comfort sometimes. So back in 2013,my creative self had died and my focus was shifted to watching Hindi stuffs,making new cool hairstyles and fighting at school.My inner observer,a curious kid had chosen to hibernate.Now I realise what a precious loss😔. Now since I am bound to this compound since 5 months,I observed a lot many patterns,a lot many wonders and what not. My son Appu had pooped and I went back at our utility space to wash it.I choose to keep him diaper free during days.So It's okay to be sustainable right? In our utility space, we have re used the windows from our 80s old house and chose to retain the same colours.Golden hour light literally rocks and our neighbour's h...