Reunion

There are so many emotions and experiences which are best said in silence...
Looking at my daughter after 6 days was one such experience- Indescribable...
Both of us didn't know how to react...
I just cried while she found comfort hiding her face in her papa's arms.

It's amazing how she has stayed away from me for all these days!!!
Five whole days, not seeing her mother.
Her father has become her world now.
A thought of possessiveness and jealousy grapples me at some corner.
Because i know from now on she is 'papa's girl'.

There were times when I wished that I would get some spare time for myself midst cooking and taking care, and playing with my girl.
How I wished to go away for a little while (alone) from the mundane activities of life.
Now, that I am on complete rest- no taking care of anybody, no cooking and the like whatsoever.,I am indeed missing all those.
Especially my daughter!
It's been 5 days since I saw her and may be one more day will go by so...
But all that i can do is watch her videos recorded in cell phone.

'My Bicycle'

Aaha

Aaha.... and a broad smile is what the expression Anvitha gives whenever we understand her language successfully.
Though me and S have learnt a lot of 'her words' and 'her language', sometimes we miss out especailly when she has learnt a new word and we are unaware of it.
We can easily make out through her facial expressions if we are deciphering her correctly or not.
When ultimately we decode her language, her joy is boundless.

Literal Meaning

Sometimes it's funny how Anvitha understands the language- literally.
If I ask her to sit, she will sit promptly but doesn't realise if that is a place to sit; she will sit wherever she is.
If I ask her to close her eyes while going to sleep, she has to put her palms against her eyes to shut them. She doesn't understand that eyes can be closed just like that:)
Funny of course, but so innocent.

"The flute is sweet, and the guitar is dulcet; so say they who have not heard the babbling speech of their little ones".

Whoever has said this I think it's very true.

Back Beat

Another beautiful picture of her 'from back'.

Sorry

My daughter speaks a lot of words on her own now and she repeats lot of other words too which we speak.
But there is one word which doesn't repeat ("like her mother"- adds her daddy. And the word is SORRY!
Both me and S have tried making her say this word but she doesn't.

Back Beat

Building Blocks

Blocks which had served to be me and my sister's play items is entertaining my daughter too, now after 20 years!

Ms. J v/s Mr. J

It's like a war between the father and his daughter to win over the mother.
The daughter cannot tolerate if the father sits next to her mother or if he holds her hand.
And father gets all the jealousy if the daughter gets the pampering from the mother.
Caught between the two mother becomes a sandwich.
Of course, in the end, it's the daughter who wins the battle!

In the Village

Looking at the open sky; walking bare foot on the vast fields; watching the first rain in awe and happiness; streching the arms to hold onto the rain water; sneaking the fingers through the soil and playing with it; soaking the body in easily available water; eating fresh guava coming directly from the trees; taking a stroll midst banana and arecaunut trees; plucking the flowers; listening to the singing birds; running behind the "meow", "bou-bou" and "amba"; at the same time, learning to speak the language of grownups by babbling her own dialect , ...all this and much more. My girl has had a time (away from city) that was never so carefree and gay.

Busy always

My daughter is more busy than usual these days.
Helping her grandparents in packing things, misplacing them, reorganising them and finally unpacking the packed items before it reaches its destination!
I am more happy for her being sooooo busy because the result is "she falls asleep in minutes and wakes up only once in between".
I only hope this continues even after returning home.