and yet..

This is by my cousin Mahima who is awesomely multi-talented.

And I am in love with this one...

and yet...

So many thoughts inside of me, so many I cannot think.

So many contradictions that, you know there is a Simple link.

I blunder my way around life; and live without regrets.

So many voices in my mind, the music of silence begets.

I am what they made me; I am more than my experience.

So many doubts mock me, everything makes perfect sense.

I am because I am, I am my Why and What.

So many stars in the sky, I must be less than a dot.

Life feels gone in a flash, as Time eternally crawls.

So many thoughts inside of me, it’s a miracle I function at all.

The "Me" Time

What does a mother of a toddler misses the most? "Me" time. When I don't have to manage house chores, or to be in kitchen, or running after the little one. Just be with me, doing what I want to do, thinking about anything but home or husband or kid. Sometimes I think I should just take a couple of days off from home! Be at a secluded place, may be a beach or a small cottage surrounded by mist in some mountain... hmmm.. so tempting! Will a mother ever get a "me" time? when physically and mentally she is with her own-self? that won't be possible with me for sure! I think way too much about everything..

Life just revolves around the little one for now!

Blog-Shlog!

Internet is great. Internet is weird. And I am too dependent on it. I spend more time with laptop than with my husband, well not as a choice though. What would have I done without it is unimaginable. It lets me communicate with my folks back home, with my friends who are everywhere on the globe. Last night I was chatting with my 3 friends, one in UK, one in Congo and one in Bombay and me in Dubai. 3 different time zones!

And so I realized that I had a blog, where did it go? Call it side effects of pregnancy - forgetfulness! So, chatting with a dear friend of mine made me think why do we blog? Because i want a let out? Because you can be anonymous? Or do I write keeping in mind that someone will read it and make a judgement about me? Would it change anything if I know somebody whom i know would read it? Any which ways, I am back to writing, something that I stopped long back. I used to maintain a diary and I haven't been able to do that as well since so long. Actually, since I got pregnant. It should have been other way round. I should have written more often and may be reading that to my baby when he gets older would have been so much fun! (or may be not!) But yes, i have more than thousand (may be many many more!) pictures of last 2 years...

That is a kind of my photo-diary! Isn't it?