My Green Thumb

I love my garden……and the pride and satisfaction each little bloom and each vegetable plucked brings is tremendous .When I feel stressed out and tired,I go and spend some time in the garden and come back feeling refreshed and rejuvenated.This summer has been specially fruitful as far as the vegetable patch goes.In a previous post I had shared  the pictures of the juicy tomatoes from the kitchen garden.Another success story has been the onions.Planted in November,I uprooted them last week and was amazed at the quality as well as the quantity.

The onion harvest

Then rather surprisingly the bitter gourd grew really fast and yields nearly half a kilo everyday. Have a look!

The ridge gourd and the ladyfinger is also not far behind.

And some nice,healthy brinjals..

And only today I discovered a bottle gourd fruit..

Howz that ? A small step towards saving the Earth and environment.Vegetables in the backyard means healthy food for the family,no transportation costs to buy veggies,no packaging required….. my way of Going Green.

Happy Earth day!

It was Earth Day on Sunday.Yet another day to make the new generation aware of the gift they have received in the form of our beautiful planet and how to nurture it and save it from coming to an end.As I read somewhere, “We do not inherit the Earth from our ancestors ,we borrow it from our children”.It is our duty to tell our children how lucky they are and how they can make the Earth more beautiful for themselves.

The School made all possible efforts to make this day special and to let the little minds take back something to think about.The morning assembly started by showing them the globe and telling them the values of planting trees,saving water and electricity and rescuing endangered animals.Then the teachers explained all this to their individual classes through bulletin boards depicting Earth Day.Thereafter all the children were made to plant one sapling each to adopt and take care of.And finally they coloured a “Happy Earth day “cap which they carried home.The school was declared a “No-Plastic” zone and teachers were also asked to reduce wastage of paper in school.

These are the pictures of the board I had created for my kids.

Will post the picture of how the board looks like in school once I remember to carry the camera to school.

That's how the board looks in the class

Till then,linking this post to Colours Dekor weekly story.

Rock On!

Have been really busy with one thing or the other since the time I joined school.And to top it all,had a cold,took some medicine to stop it and ended up with an ear infection which seems to be in no hurry to leave me.

Anyways,the reason for this post being that yesterday there was a Rock On celebration at school.The kids were supposed to come dressed as Rockstars and whoa they surprised us with their getups-tattoos,makeups,studs,guitars,saxophones et all.The mood was upbeat and so was the weather.How else in the midst of a scorching summer would you find a day just perfect for some outdoor action.It drizzled in the morning and later it was cloudy and breezy.
First up are the pictures of my very own rockstar..The dress which Perk is wearing is now six years old and belonged to Munch.I didn’t have the heart to give it away and I was well rewarded.

A look at the other Rockstars..

Truly a rock and roll day for all….looking forward to the next week full of a new bag of surprises.

Missing Papa

This morning,the school having closed down for Easter, I hired some help to clean up the garage (another job I keep postponing).The hubby’s bike and the car were taken out and while I was looking up and sorting out the things that really needed to be disposed and making a mental list,I noticed Munch cleaning Baba’s bike with a piece of cloth.She had a forlorn look on her face and her hand moved so lovingly over the parts of the bike,that I suddenly had an urge to hold her in my arms and cry.She was missing her father…its been sometime that he has been home.Her eyes had a sad look as if the bike made her remember the outings she had when baba was around.He spoils the children rotten whenever he comes home.”Baba we want to go to Big Bazaar” and baba is ready in a minute and no amount of pending homework can stop them.Whenever Munch’s eyes rest on a pair of shoes a minute longer than usual,baba picks it up oblivious that he bought her a pair just a week ago.Seven years and baba has made it a point,no matter what he is there to attend Munch’s birthday (to make up for his absence at the time of her birth).Perk doesn’t feel his absence that much since he left us when Perk was just 3 months old.One day,I was taken by surprise when while flipping through the pages of a magazine,Perk pointed to a male model and said “Mamma,look baba!”The model had exactly the same hairstyle that hubby has!At these moments,it is very hard to be brave and put up a smile and tell her “He looks like baba,darling but he is not baba.” But the little one insists it is baba and i give in.

Their father is their hero and will always be.May God give them the strength to understand that their father is different from others and for him his duty towards his country will always come first and one day they too will be proud of him and not be sad that their father cannot attend their birthdays or be their always when they perform on stage or receive their awards and accolades or play badminton with them in the evenings or take them out for a treat at Dominoz on weekends.We live our life when baba comes on leave and after he is gone we pray for his well- being and look forward to the next time he will be home.

I sing this song often to the girls when they go to bed.Its a lovely song and it goes out to you Baba.Miss you.

Munch with Papa..enjoying the beaches

Taking the plunge..again

All this while,since Perky’s birth,I have been heart and soul into motherhood, which you know ,soaks up all the energies.It makes you forget that you had a life before this second bundle of joy arrived.It is hard to remember which was the last real book I read without putting it down and forgetting all about it the next day.I have no idea what is happening in the world of music which used to be one of my favourite pursuits.Although I did manage to read the newspaper everyday albeit in bits and pieces and spend a few minutes on the net when the babies would be taking their afternoon nap.The remaining time would be divided between getting Munch’s homework done and cooking and washing and feeding and finally putting them into bed not without having read a story or two when all your mind wanted to do was rest.Being their sole caretaker because of the hubby not being there to help or share the responsibilities made it absolutely impossible to socialise. It would be an understatement to say that it gives me immense pleasure the way the two girls have developed.The last year I saw the shy Munch become more social,independent  and confident.The hyperactive and spirited Perk settled down in school more easily than I thought making me a worth-every-minute-spent proud mother.

In the last two months that Perk started going to school, I suddenly found a lot of spare time and I decided to take the plunge…again.When Munch started going to school,I took up a job in her school and now I applied for a job in Perk’s school and got it.It is a perfect situation for all three of us.I love teaching and nothing could suit us better than Perk and me going to the same school and coming back home earlier than Munch who goes to a big school and has longer hours.And a little, miniscule extra income  which I could spend on buying books and music.I know all three of us would take some time to fit in to the new routine.But we shall all try and give it the best shot.Wish us luck!

Here are some pictures of the two odd years I spent being a hands-on mother.

Munch playing the fairy in Cinderella on annual day.

Perk's first birthday

happy times

With Papa at the India gate

Looking forward to even better times..