Sunday, December 25, 2011

Merry XMas !

I messed it up badly this year :(

For the last 2 years Ruhi has been desperately looking for reassurance that Santa exists, a year before that she was sure about it and even thought she could smell his perfume to say he had visited the house !

This year she was more confident that, Santa was Me, but I knew I could stretch it for another year...but I guess I didn't try hard enough.

I sat her on my knee as she asked me for the hundredth time in 2 days "Please...please tell me the truth..are you Santa ? you keep the gifts under our pillows?"

It broke my heart but I said "Yes".

Her face contorted and the tears came rolling down. I told her it didn't matter and that even if I kept the gifts, Santa Claus exists...through me. We ordered her 'Fairy Cheque Book' online ( she had written to Santa for it this XMas) and I think she made her peace.

After she was off to sleep, smiling...I looked at Rayyan. He was crouching over his pillow, writing a note ! To Santa !! In his neat handwriting, spread across the page he had requested Santa for a Bugatti Veyron !!!!!!

Tuesday, November 01, 2011

Forgotten, made peace.

31st October 1984.

I realised this morning that the day had passed and I had not noticed. Have I made my peace, finally ?!

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Green Eyeballs!

Rayyan longingly looks into the mirror, holding up his eyelid.
I ask him whats happening ?
"Mommy, I want green eyeballs"
"What ? you want to look like a monster?!
"Dont be silly Mommy, people who speak English have green & brown eyeballs. Hindi people have black eyeballs"
"Rayyan, whats wrong in being Hindi people ?"
" No mommy, Hindi people are black like you, I am fair like English people"
I am speechless ! TV is a tough woman to contest with, I am miserably getting left behind :(