At war....!

It feels great to be at war almost every day in your life. Especially, because there is a twist in this battle, they come to knock you down from all possible directions and you are not supposed to attack them but only try and save yourself. If you do try to knock them or say by mistake you banged one of them consequences are severe.

It’s a war where you are completely by yourself. My battle lasts for 30 mins and I love these 30 mins of my day. In this half an hour I forget, I have a husband, a kid and a job. I am only focused on numbers, as to how many blows I got saved from.

They say women are never good at this but it feels great when opposite sex compliments you for your skills. Yes, a few days back I had a company when I started off for the battle, he was a silent spectator watching me from behind and when time came to depart our ways, he left saying “you really have very good driving skills. I have never seen a woman driving with such an expertise”. “Woman” “Expertise”, excuse me there are many things we women are good at, it’s just that men do not wish to see or acknowledge it. But before I could say anything I heard a honk and so decided to ignore the gentleman.

You do need expertise to drive in Pune, particularly at Hinjewadi. Those who are in Pune and are travelling to Hinjewadi would surely agree that driving in these lanes is never less than a war… I prefer calling myself an opportunist driver, wherever you find a gap be the first one to squeeze in. If you lose it there would be atleast 4 cars, 3 six sitters, a bus and half a dozen of two wheelers honking and fuming at you…

For now happy and safe driving..!

I am distant from....

Alright, this was long awaited.. Ah nothing big but yes its after an year I finally got into a phase of writing… Its not that I never got a thought of writing but you need to be in right state of mind to do it. I did get in to that phase many a times however my phase did not last for more than 5 mins.

They say motherhood is the best thing that can ever happen to a woman, yes indeed. But why the hell they did not tell what all you have to stay away from. Oh my god, there are so many things, rather every thing u love to do, you will stop doing. Here is a quick count.

Pubs and discos, folks close to me know what a freak I was and now somewhere from within I hear a voice “You are a mother now, don’t even think of it”. Well if these words don’t discourage then it says “Look at yourself, you are completely out of shape to be there”. And that’s it, damage is done and with time idea of going to such place will gradually and eventually fade away.

Beauty parlor, there was time when you never missed your parlor appointment and u never dared to step out with being threaded but now comes the time it wont mater. You are so much engulfed in your child that going to parlor becomes a waste of time. I am not exaggerating here but there were days after baby came that I had not seen in the mirror even for a single moment.

Spending quality time with your better half, what is that??? We do speak to each other and we do share our tales but these days day tale only has one character in it. “Oh you know what he did today, oh you know what he ate today, oh you know he did not shit today.....” My briefing starts from Ansh and ends up on him and in between if I recall that other Ansh we also have life I will ask my husband about his day. But guess what, my husband is quick enough to drag me where I was with my tale. “Did u take him for stroll, is he having his food properly, I think he is putting on weight……..” Its endless…

Sleep…. I love being in this state and have become very emotional about it. I don’t know when was the last time I had a sound sleep, maybe one year back or more I guess. You won’t believe it but now my prayers have changed… Each day during my prayers I request my dear lord to let my son sleep for atleast 4 hours in row. It has not yet happened and I am waiting for my prayers to get heard. There are days when all you want is 30 mins of nap and your dear child grins at you. As if he is saying no mama this isn’t what I want. I want you to do inky pinky ponkey and those new steps you did yesterday.

Gossip…. Work gossip forget it, you wont even feel like talking or even thinking about work. Then follows gossip with friends, well after baby you will be forced to ab abandon “Gossip”. My dear friends pity me and don’t call because they feel baby keeps me busy and I don’t call them because yes baby does keep me busy. The other active gossiper in my life is my mother, she has got so much to tell but I simply shut her down. And recently, my closing her down gave her a feeling that baby has got onto my nerve and that’s the reason I am no longer interested in “”Gossip”. And then I asked myself “Did I really gave up on Gossip?? What am I turning into and there comes the inner voice MOTHER”

Shopping… Girls are shopoholic so am I, no so was I. Its like saying once up on time I shopped like a freak without worrying about price tags. And now comes the time that the only section I want to visit is kids’ zone. You will have 100 reasons to not buy anything for yourself and will have 200 reasons to buy things for you child, “Oh he is my first child he deserves this, he is the only child he deserves this, he is so cute he deserves this”. I crossed my line when I ended my buying a pink frock for my son why?? Simply because it was really pretty and beautiful and well we all know girls have got so many choices to make when it comes to clothing. In other words you will have endless reasons to buy the most stupid thing for your kid and you will defend these reasons and win with no struggle.

If I go on, I believe my list wont end, crux is your child will bring a lot of change in and around you. And with each passing day you realize nothing is more important then being with your little one. Yeah, I do miss each of the fun stuff I have mentioned but then all this looks so petty when Ansh looks at me smiles. Thats what he is doing now so time to go and have a blast with him...

Will come back soon....!

My angel

You are my angel, you are my world.
What would I have done without you..
You are my heart, you are my soul...
You mean everything in this world...

Somethings can never be explained

Some say its stupid

Some say its idiotic-ness

Some say its nonsense

Some say its chemistry

Some say its spark

Some say its understanding
Some say its fire
Some say it will get over

Some say it will last forever

Some say its love

Its been 7 long years and we are still standing tall…

I say its my life and I know I cant stay without it……………….!!!

Dedicated to Mr Duboise..!

I am back almost after 5 months...! Had a very tight schedule all this while... There were so many things I wanted to share and write but bloody work is just not allowing me... On the otherhand I cant stopping loving my work.. Off late I have been contradicting to almost everything I say or do...


I want to quit my job but I love my work...
I love being away from my family but miss them the most...
I love Vish but I fight with him the most...
I love shopping but regret each time I come back home with all fancy stuff..


Don’t know what phase of life I am into...

And then I remember what Mr. Duboise said to me
"Sandipa, I dont have a job that gives great money.
But I have time to see sun rise and set every day.
I have time to read this is what I love doing.
I have time to cook and watch movies not only on weekends but weekdays.
I want money to buy me a living and not luxury..
I am doing what I want to do."

I was speechless and we both went quite. He looked at me and said "Let me get u the finest wine of France because thats what you you need now" 

It was the greatest wine I ever tasted..

And since then I am thinking can I ever be like Mr Duboise??
I guess not..!