Category Archives: The Nut

Goodbye my darling …

Dear Peter Petrosky Bob,

You were the pet  I reluctantly agreed to. I thought getting you as a return gift was way too much responsibility. I looked at how to barter you away at the party itself. But the elf was having nothing of it. He wanted a fish if all his friends got to take home one.

At first I thought that fish were boring – I felt guilty, icky to change your water. But as time went by, you fascinated me.

I loved how your body changed from pure white to black, to the beautiful colour you were. You were my magical fish. My pride – no one else had a fish which changed colour. It amused me how when you saw the tall one you would get all excited knowing he would feed you. If fish ever did a happy dance this was it. 

You tolerated the elf tap tapping and all the excitement the elf showed dancing around you during your water change. 

I often said that you were the only one of my  boys who listened to me. Every time I spoke to you, you came to the top of your bowl to blow me kisses. Every time I sang “hello hello” you came up and told me you love me. 

Even today as you struggled at the bottom of the bowl – you came up to speak to me when you heard my voice – I will be forever touched that you tried so hard. I will miss your puckered lips, your sexy pout, your little black eyes. 

It was miserable to watch you suffer helplessly for the last few days and for that I am glad you are in a better place. 

But now as you lie still at the bottom of your bowl, I keep glancing at the bowl and not seeing you swim around breaks my heart.

Thank you Peter Petrosky Bob for the memories and for teaching my kid and us to love a little more. 

Forever my Petu Singh! Muah!

Jan 3rd – Your mother told you there will be days like this…

So if you thought I had fallen off the bandwagon, you are wrong – I haven’t. I just had a particularly draining day yesterday. Anyway who is a parent of a young kid will know what I am talking about – the kind of the day when the kid is emotionally charged up and your mere existence can be a cause for distress. I was emotionally and physically exhausted!

In a way, I am glad a tough day came early in the year while I am still motivated. It told me that “there will be days like this” and I need to find the will power to power through and follow through on the small changes I want to adopt.It also give me an insight into how unpredictable days might be however well I plan and maybe I need to plan and get through some resolutions earlier in the day. And I cant get hassled by my schedule going awry (never been my issue) but I need to still figure how to get things done (always my issue)

I had a resolution planned for yesterday  which involved drinking more water, however with the kind of day I had I found myself not able to complete it. So I had to change my resolution for Jan 3rd.

So the small change i adapted yesterday was making my bed the minute I wake up. I come from a family where the minute people are up, the first thing they make is the bed. I married into a similar family.I love the feeling of a made bed, the room looks 10,000 times more tidy. And the feeling of getting into a bed, where the bed cover has protected the sheets and the sheets are all stretched out and cozy.

But for some reason, neither my husband or I make our beds the minute we wake up. There are times, that if my househelp doesn’t come, the bed isn’t made the whole day – we are that horrible. The husband is least affected by this, it doesn’t seem to matter to him. For me on the other hand, it weighs on my conscience, not enough to make me move my lazy butt though.

So anyway, I have decided to act on my conscience and make my bed, the minute the occupants of the bed have slithered out.

Update for Jan 3rd on  2017 resolutions

Weight : Lose 10 Kilos by Mar 31st – No loss yet

Book – Read 25 Books by 2017 – Reading a book I need to teach from – really not sure I will finish it though. I am not a non fiction reader

Resolution Jan 1st: Veg juice for breakfast – Done – Streak – 3 days

Resolution 2 Jan 2nd : Spend 15 mins a day (on weekdays) cleaning up – Done – Streak 2 days though I have to admit this was quite a fraudulent job done

Resolution 3 Jan 3rd : Make my bed – Done – Streak 1 day.

I will be back later at night or tomorrow morning with my update for Jan 4th. Until then adios my friends.

Jan 2nd -Small Steps

This one resolution a day, I realise makes your life a lot more easy. You put less stress on yourself – Usually by Jan 2nd I am trying to balance all the resolutions I have made and I am overwhelmed at the sheer enormity of it all.

To know more about what i am talking about – Click here

One of my main dreams in life is to be organized – you know the type of person who knows where everything is. The one who is not struggling to find things or clean up the house everytime guests arrive. I feel this whole exercise of finding stuff, shoving the stuff back because you are in a hurry, really bites into my time leaving me feeling I dont have time to do the things I really want to do.

So my small change for today is to spend 15 mins a day on weekdays tiding/cleaning some part of my house. A friend who in the past was my despair companion in messy cupboards recommended I read up Marie Kondo’s book. Now i havent read the book – i found an article which found key takeaways from her book and I tried to adopt the same.

She recommends that rather than clean rooms, clean a category of things like books or clothes. So today – stupid as it sounds, I took on my handbags – I gave away 2 handbags which didnt give me “joy”which is one of her key mantras i think. The remaining handbags I used plastic packets and organized them into “dressing up handbags”, “work handbags”, “holiday handbags”,”Small handbags” and “oversized handbags”. This way its easy for me to find the right handbag without wasting too much time. Now if you think i have a closet full of handbags . you are wrong. You may think I am a handbag afficiando and you are wrong again. I am just a person with way too much stuff. Sigh!!!

Getting back to cleaning, post that I cleaned out the handbags and i was amazed at the things i found from medicines, to sanitizers, to money to earrings to lipsticks – Phew! the list is endless but what amazed me most is the amount of paper. It amazes me the amount of paper I find lying around my house – from receipts, cc slips, airline tags, to envelopes, to bills – Phew the list is endless.

Sure I took more than 15 mins today, but i am sure with time it will take me a lot less time to keep my things tidy.

But in the meantime, my bags are clean, organized and while I am a couple of bags lesser I feel a whole lot lighter.

Update for Jan 2nd on  2017 resolutions

Weight : Lose 10 Kilos by Mar 31st – No loss yet

Book – Read 25 Books by 2017 – Not begun anything yet

Resolution Jan1st: Veg juice for breakfast – Done – Streak  2 days

Resolution Jan 2nd : Spend 15 mins a day (on weekdays) cleaning up – Done Streak 1 day

Jan 1st – A resolution a day keeps Nuttie in sane or insane?

Like millions world over, this is part of a resolution. Like many world over, I want to be thinner, fitter, calmer, more at peace, more successful by the end of 2017. and like many world over, I have tried before and failed. This year I want to do small things – little steps to make me a better me.

One of my life’s mantras is – I want to be a better person today than I was yesterday.

Feeding off that – I plan to make a small change in me everyday through 2017- mostly directed towards me being fitter and more organized. I am sure along the way, I will realise some changes are not worth the effort (meaning Mujse nahi hoga) or don’t really matter and I will drop it. But I am sure you get the general gist of what I plan to do.

The deal is this – I have read that if you do something for 21 days continuously it becomes a habit. If I am able to make something a habit, I get to reward myself and no i dont know what my list of rewards are as yet.

Starting today- since I am a tad bit sleepy and a little hungover – I am starting small.

Day 1 resolution – a glass of veg juice everyday for breakfast.

In 2015 – I went to a dietitian for the first time and while I lost some weight with her, I promptly put it all back. But that my friends is another story, So this wonderful lady  introduced me to veg juice. Never in my wildest dreams, would I have ever thought I would enjoy this. But I have to agree I love it and it feels good and all that stops me from having it everyday is laziness.

So a veg juice a day – keeps nuttie insane (Yup I just love the tag line)

2017 resolution tracker

Jan 1st Resolution – Veg juice for breakfast – 1 day streak

Other Goals

Weight : Lose 10 Kilos by Mar 31st

Book – Read 25 Books by 2017

Adios and see you tomm.

Jai Nuttie Mata ki! 

Oh good! Now you can spend time with the elf.

What made you leave your job now? After he is 3 years old.

Don’t you feel it is so much better for the elf that you quit your job?

If you were the random aunty or those “holier than thou human beings” I would smile and say yes. While I seethe inside. Do people really think that a mother would do something which is not good for their kid as they are implying me going to work was. Do they really mean to imply that I was being selfish because I chose to work over staying at home. 

How do I explain to them that I am not a bad mother nor do I love my kid less  because I felt no guilt at going to work. Don’t get me wrong, I had my days of guilt, my days of wondering If it was all worth it – but on an average I was happy! 

I don’t believe in living in guilt. I have always maintained that the elf was my priority and the day I felt that the elf was suffering or I was suffering because I went to work I would give it up.

I don’t believe the elf is better off or worse off because I worked for the first three years of his life. Online you will find all the pros and cons to working mothers. So I am not going to elaborate. 

Coming back to me – No, I didn’t quit out of guilt. I didn’t have a eureka moment 3 years later that I horror or horrors sent my kid to a daycare. 

I quit for me.

I reached a point where the next steps in my career in the banking sector didn’t ignite a passion in me. I felt empty. I felt I needed to do more for my soul. 

Sure being at home would make things logistically much easier because the elf had started school but that wasn’t my primary reason. 

The main reason I quit was me.

In India, for a woman the word ‘me’ is taboo – you always quit because of marriage or kids or parents or because your husband changed locations. 

But imagine a mother saying she chose not to work to find herself . 

Quitting for yourself is tough to explain. It’s tough to tell people that today if I find something I am truly passionate about I would go back to working. Sure I will look for more flexibility because I wanted to spend more time with the elf but yes I want to go back into the workforce. 

I have realised I can’t explain myself.i explain myself to the ones that matter. I think they see my view point. But to the rest of the world I am ok being the “good mother”

Beta good thing you quit. See elf is more friendly now –

Yes Aunty – all for him!

Now everyone say Jai Nuttie Mata ki! 

(Loosely translated to All hail mother nuttie) 

Z is for Z z z z

I fear that after this blogathon I have nothing left to write about and my blog is going to zzzzzz again. 

Think about it logically – In the six odd years, this blog has been in existence I have written 102 posts until mar-16. And then I go ahead and write 26 posts in less than 26 days. Since I started the blogathon 6 days late I sometimes wrote 2 posts a day. Do you really really believe statistically I have anything more to say?

But I have to admit that the blogathon has revived my love for blogging. I realise how much I missed the blog world. And silly as it sounds I feel accomplished that I managed to finish the challenge. 

In my head, I do plan to be more regular but really what more do I have to say? I have spoken about books, elf, places, friends, and a whole lot of other crap. Also I don’t know what I mean by regular either – does it mean weekly, monthly, bi-monthly? I know I can’t do daily!!!

Anyhow that’s in the future. For now I am going to zzzzz on those questions. 

Thank you guys for reading and commenting. Of course the most encouragement come from those also doing the blogathon with me. Thank you, I did it because you did it.

This is my entry for z in the Atozchallenge for April. It’s been fun! 

U is for Ullu

I am an Ullu  – for my non Hindi readers Ullu is an owl! 

Say hello Finland, Russia and Mauritius and oh you from Australia too. I see you !! 

Of all the talents the Ullu has – the one I wanted the most is the ability to swivel my neck 360 degrees. Just imagine what fun I would have if I was standing in a bus and someone got too close, I could just turn 180 degrees and stare at them right back! How freaky and how cool would I be.

Anyway, instead of that my only ullu-ness ability is being a nocturnal animal. It’s ridiculous !  

I really really want to sleep early. Yo know be those ideal early to bed and early to rise types – the ones who have a high pony tail at 6 am and are all ready to run. Instead I go to sleep when most of these enthu cutlets are waking up.

Don’t think I am not aware of the conspiracy theory. The world is keeping me up to ensure the safety of the world. You know make sure it is spinning on its axis the right way or make sure the ghosts are staying in their own universe. And as a responsible citizen I stay up. So as the world sleeps I do night chowkidari (night watchman). 

The husband will not let me read before I sleep because apparently the light affects his precious sleep. The elf makes the afternoon conducive to mama taking a short 15 min nap so that she won’t sleep early again. This is the time when he raids the fridge for chocolates or pours out all our lotions into the sink.

And you tv programming people, I spend the whole day wondering what to watch on tv – how the hell do I find stuff after 11 so exciting. Why are you doing this to me.

And mr jobs – smart phone huh? I am on to your sneakiness. And yours to fb, Twitter and Whatsapp creators. And all you iPhone game creators.

Aaand ooooh my friends who so cunningly have placed themselves all over the globe so there is a constant chatter on Whatsapp whatever be the time.

The Atozchallenge creators – hmmmmph! And to all of you who influenced me to start this – hmmmmph and hmmmmph. Wait till May when I will sleep early once this is done. Someone else can look after the world between 11 to 330 then. 

This is my entry for U in the April  Atoz challenge and i am officially losing it.