Monday, August 16, 2010

Kid Speak!

The elders learn some lessons


Appa
H and V are playing with numbers.
H - This is zero
V - Jeero
H (Don't know what made him ask this) - Zero yaar kandupidicha theriyuma? (Do you know who invented zero?)
V- Yaaru? (Who?)
H - Aryabhatta
Me-What?
H- Let's get into the complexities later
Me- Athu seri
V - Yaaru Batta?
H- Aryabhatta
V (Remains thoughtful for a while)- Appa...8 yaaru kandupidicha?
H-???

Uncle
It is V's uncle's birthday and he wishes him over phone. The phone is in speaker mode.
V - Appy barthaday to youuu
Uncle- Happy Birthday sollariyaa...
V - (Repeats) Appy barthaday to youuu
Uncle - Oh...hahaha
V (flustered) - Thank you sollu (Say thank you)
Uncle- Oh seri seri...Thank you
V- You are welcome

V the cop
V is learning about traffic signals at school and can go on all day with, 'Red says stop. Green says go', etc.
One day we are on our way to drop him at school. There is a major traffic jam on our not-so-main-road. It is very chaotic. Some auto-rickshaw drivers step in to ease the traffic. Thankfully we are on the bike and are able to move around a little. Suddenly a squeaky voice shouts out loud,

'Rad shays shtop, green shays go, yallo shays drive schhloly'
And the same voice asks: Amma why is there no signal here?

Finally a lesson for Thatha
V's Thatha takes him on his scooter on a jolly ride. They are at a signal. The signal is red. Our little traffic policeman begins, 'Rad shays shtop..'. Thatha finds some space and moves a little. The little cop gets angry,
'Thatha...Rad shays shtop...why are you moving???"

Thursday, August 5, 2010

Then and now; Sivaji and Enthiran!

Simply, then and now would have meant that I was going to write about my first pregnancy and the present. Yes..it is still about that. It is just a coincidence that the superstar's films have also been spaced out during the exact time frame! Silly? Yes and No. Not that I am bothered about watching the film.

What I am concerned about are the songs. The only memories that are still vivid till date are those from the delivery table. Even as I was doing my breathing (occasionally checking if they were in the right order), chanting slokas, a song suddenly made its way through into my head. I don't remember whether the film 'Sivaji, the Boss' was released by then or if it were only the songs, but 'Sahana saaral...' kept ringing in my ears. Later I was thankful that it was 'Sahana' and not 'Oru koodai sumlight..' That would have made the labor harder!

Now, I dread the 'techno-effects' of 'Enthiran' getting into the system. Not that the songs are bad, but I only hope 'Boom boom robo da' does n't make its way through into my head!!!

Other memories from the D-table and more songs
The only good thing about that hospital (Now I've changed both the gynecologist and the hospital) was the doctor. What irritated me most was even when I wanted to get down and use the toilet, I was told, 'Come soon..the doctor will get angry'. "Sister, my back pain is getting worse, I want to lean against the wall...", "No...The doctor might say something..' and continued on those line when I wanted the A/C temperature to be reduced, wanted to sit etc. The problem was that the baby's head did n't turn and I was having 'back labor'. Though the duty doctor acknowledged this fact, the nurses didn't assist me.

To cut a four hour story short, that was when 'Sahana' happened (?) and I was getting temporary relief. The two nurses present tried their level best to help me primarily by acting deaf and secondly by holding my hand. Suddenly one of them thought it would give me great pleasure if she sings. And started off with 'Yerikara poongatre'...Lovely song agreed. But not when heard in a screech-like Malayalam accented version, especially when one is contemplating whether the pain in the lower abdomen or the back pain is worse. Taking liberty from the fact that one need not feel embarrassed while in labor, I made a face.
The nurse (full credit to her for trying to be helpful), "Yaen...paatu pidikalaiya?" (Don't you like the song).
Me: (Trying to sound Vadivelu-like) 'Illa sister...valikudhu' (No, it is paining, hoping she would understand what pain I meant)

It is said that the baby, after birth, can recognize voices that it had heard inside the womb. It was true in V's case. He was quiet when the doctor, duty doctor and other nurses walked into the room (and talked of course). But when our 'Yeriakara' nurse spoke to me he cried. Not once but every time she came in!