An early morning lesson ...in biology

As S and I were brushing, we found a small intruder invading our peace. A teeny weeny lizard peeped out from the shelf. I was way too scared, but managed to get the husband to take some concrete action. He fetched the morning's TOI and arrested the little being against the wall before hitching it on to page one. And then it was delivered on a flight out of the balcony. Peace at last.

But S noticed that a part of the little L's tail was still left behind on our basin....and it was moving...appa, it does not have eyes how will it know where to go? Where is the tails brain? If the lizard can grow backs its tail, can the tail also grow back the lizard?

Aaargh....! I must say that his interest in multiplication (maths and otherwise) is increasing at a very alarming rate.

60 days later

The last post was April 22nd.

Time to pause and recollect.

- Had three wonderful family events - one 'upanayanam' and two weddings. S wants to have his upanayanam done ASAP. When I looked woefully at my MIL, she assured me it was better this way: imagine if V were to demand her wedding right away.

- Chennai Visits: Managed to watch Indiana Jones in between a Muhurtham and Reception. Hijacked a crowd of 20 relatives to the theatre. The ones left behind disapproved of course. I want to go to South America.

- Grandmother: The 90 year old has broken her leg yet another time. This time she is not able to get back on her legs. Surgery is ruled out bcos of her age. Now completely bed-ridden. Also very delerious. I felt very disturbed.

- Coimbatore: Three day visit. Sacked out at the brothers house. Visited Guruvayoor. Very tiring journey, considering that the highway to that place is some 50 ft wide, winding though fields and little hamlets, and vehicles packed bumper-to-bumper zip at 70 kmph.

- Trains: Its impossible to share a berth with the V anymore. Gives me more reasons to lose weight.

- Friends: The grand highlight. Wonderful to meet choxbox, kbpm and the other beautiful thing from california. and their little ones. Okay, their husbands too.

- Schools and Creche: This one requires a tome.

Fancying a dress

November is here......so is Children’s day....and today I was supposed to fill out and submit a form to the school wherein I am to solemnly swear to dress my child V as _________ on November 14th and not to change my mind about it.

I don’t like that last clause.

Last night, at 12:15 am, as the train was just pulling out of Central and inching towards B.Bridge, I was cleaning my handbag (undoubtedly a Sisyphean task). That’s when I noticed this cyclostyled note from school. That’s when a friendly roach peeped from a crevice to say hello to the butterfly embroidered on the V's pink blanket. Suppressing all human emotions such as fear, I decided to see poetry in the scenery. And my mind dilly-dallied between the two winged creatures and chose the more pleasing one. BUTTERFLY, I scrawled on the note and tucked it deep into the handbag and went about looking for ways to shoo away the roach.

This morning when the principal sternly reminded me about the form, I gave it to her ...and now I realize the last clause. What if the nylon wings scratch her? What if the butterfly bites her? Won’t Rahul who is going to dress up as a Dinosaur eat her up? What if she wants to be Cinderella because she can get to wear pink? What if she wants to wear flowers on her hair like Radha?

Aha! Now I get it....she will be a pink butterfly with flowers wound to the antennae, a halo around her head, a wand in her hand, and with a detachable set of fangs, to out compete the rest.