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Dear Diary 17.05.25

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 visit the festival as she thought I was spending too much time indoors.I was confused whether to go or not as it was freaking hot.I went there,are junk and came back.
I had ordered nice Salwar Kameez sets as I felt like wearing it after 10 long years.I was overwhelmed by wearing them in school.
It was raining throughout the week and felt nice  to witness monsoon in native.I always used to say my husband that Bangalore Rains are boring as they are short lived.Times were those when it used to rain for hours together 🥺❤️.The sky used to look like a canvas of a talented artist and yet screaming to be made use of.
On My way to bandihabba, I witnessed a few nice,vintage houses.
Tomorrow,I am off to my dad's place to visit his mom and aunt.I was born there and stayed till 13 years.Post then, I am not able to live in a place more than a year or so.My whole life has been shifting,shifting and shifting.
Also, me and my husband are in  discussions of a new venture.I have to see how that goes.
Again,I failed to meet the deadline of reading.I am reading a book of love stories which has like 500+ pages and it is so deep.You know,you can read a big fat novel in a go, but  story books demand to change your perspective to each story every time.
I always want to enjoy the essence of love stories.May be I am slow in that aspect or due to many ongoing things in my life.
Also,our place's farmers were building a wooden structure to cultivate "Kennigende" a kind of root which looks like sweet potato/potato but very nutritious ..I don't know what is called in other parts of Karnataka or in English.
Also to cut down my brother's screentime, he started Kuvempu's "Malegalalli Madumagalu" and has read 70 pages now.
Also,there is a funny thing.My dad wears white everywhere.Be it a trip/his farm visits/his courtroom sessions/any family function/someone died/someone was born.So I tried to ask him the reason and as usual he made a face.
Coming back to my son, he has been clingy and how much ever I feel like I should not let him have screen time (trust me,when I was in hostel it was the time when Jio  was introduced and everyone had access to whatsapp.l was such a tech moron that I did not know how to operate it.I don't wanty son to be the one by undergoing no screentime policy) he gets attracted by phones.My mom made him watch some kid's rhymes and she told she made us also listen to kids songs on tape recorder back in early 2000's.
Funny right? Gadgets change, but not the mankind.
Let's meet again in the next week with some more things❤️
~Nav
17.05.25
Kumta.

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