I am spending the weekend at my sister’s place. When I came my niece was sleeping. I too decided to take a short nap. When she woke up after an hour she demanded ‘mummy’ and I started distracting her by various tricks, then I asked her to say ‘masi’ (aunt) and for the first time she said masi! Of course, I am in the seventh heaven.
Then in the hot summer afternoon she fancied a walk. So, we went down and I was strolling with her in a shaded area. I was singing (and I dare to sing only when I am completely alone, my husband, and everyone else, tease me endlessly whenever I hum even by mistake and I don’t blame them) mein pyasa tum sawan, mein dil tum mere dhadkan, ho na? I must have paused a little while, cause Vasu crooned hun tou! Then it became a game between us, now she sings both the verses Ho Na, hun tou. Oh! What a day it has been. (The rough translation of this song is, that I am singing “You are my pleasant rainfall, you are my heartbeat” and then I ask, “are you?” That is where Vasu chimes in “I am”)
And I wonder what kind of a lousy masi I am that I never blogged about Vasu’s and my shopping trip together. My brother-in-law was admitted in the hospital sometime in the last semester (it was not so serious but it needed hospitalization). My husband and I alternated with the baby sitting duties. My sister had completely freaked out with worrying about her husband and our complete lack of baby sitting skills.
But Vasu and I decided to chill out. There is a mall next to the hospital and we went shopping! I am always on a lookout for decent formal shirts and we entered a shop. There was music playing and Vasu had a lot of fun dancing. I picked up what I consider my best shirt till date and later for the first time I bought some jwellery for Vasu. Now usually I can never for my life pick up decent clothes and Sesha’s expert comments make it all the worse but I guess picking up the dress also depends on the right company!