Hole, hole….hole… hole…hole…

Kids will always be kids, do you think that they feel inferior to any adult… they are simply miss and mister know alls… And Tia is no exception…She will not bother to ask, just blurts out whatever is there in her heart…


I had taken Tia for shopping and as usual, came out her ‘pick-up-all-form’ and when she was hands full (literally) out came the punch, “Mamma pick that phuta, phuta, phuta, phuta, phuta (Assamese version for hole) for me” Any guesses what this phuta is. A Basket to keep the overflowing stuff!

Ganesh all hearts for Barbie

Now this is a little interesting one…We have an idol of Ganesh that Tia is particularly fond of (thanks to TV of course!).


It was getting late in the night and there was neither trace of sleep in Tia’s eyes nor an iota percent of tiredness in her romping feet. Bang came she with the idol…ufff  I thought, she will not take a break till it’s in pieces.

But by now she has become a pro at feeling my pulse too… “Mamma, actually Ganesh wants to be with Barbie, he’s said that when he sees Barbie he’s heart, heart, heart, heart all over!!”

Now that is courtesy tom n jerry where love is portrayed with flying red hearts.

Standing Line….Sleeping line

Now that Tia has started with the alphabets, she identifies her unknown with either a standing line or a sleeping line. When I opened the packet of bhujiya today, pat came from her, “mamma will you please pour some straight lines for me in the katori!!”


Hey no points for guessing…the bhujiya of course.

NB: More standin n sleeping line escapades to follow

A Doggy Face errrr…!!

15th of September, the stork visited us for the second time, this time with a bonnie boy, but yes with a cleft lip! It is disheartening that the poor child will have to face unnecessary hassle of being under the knife.


Anyways….The day to return back home, from hospital was nearing and both Tia and myself were really restless to meet each other!

Step by step I was nearing her, she was asleep when I reached! …. She came, the first sentence was “What is your name” then she says is, “Mamma, why is bhai’s lip like a doggy no..no like a pussy cat?” I did not know what to say…. Just then a cat crossed by, indeed it looked like one!

Pee On The Floor

All of a sudden Tia came running to the room, took a spare pant and underwear and ran past. It happened so quickly that I did not get the time to understand what was going on. I followed her. There she was watching the TV and a pool of water and near it were her wet pants and underwear. I was furious, I asked her, “now that you are growing you have started doing all these stuff which you had not done earlier?”
She just had one line answer, “No Mamma! You see I was crying that time and it just slipped by”

What is a Parachute?

I thought let me play the guessing game with Tia, now that she is three and has her own set of imaginations. I ask her meanings of words, and she gives her all funny answers.
The first word that I asked was Parachute. I asked her “Tia, what is a parachute?” And trust me children will definitely give you some funny and yes! smart answers.
Well! Regarding the answer that I got was……. Well decide it for yourself.
She answered, “it means PARROT-SHOO”

Where are My tears

Children can be really funny at times. I realize each moment with Tia. Few minutes ago she was howling to go with her aunt outside. But then she could not take her along, however, I switched on Tom and Jerry on the TV to divert her attention. For a moment, she was quiet but then again all of a sudden she started howling. Guess the question, “Mama where are my tears?” I said, “it’s all gone, dried, because you are not crying now.”
“What! They are gone, bring it back, bring back my tears,” she is still howling as I am typing this.

Height of Innocence

A child is always a child, innocent and so pure. Even amidst their mischief, innocence sparkles like a treasure chest.
Tia’s favorite bedtime game is hiding under the quilt and then when her father enters the room, the pretend game begins.....Then, I ask her father to check out if Tia is in the other room. By the way, the interesting point, when her father asks “Where’s Tia?” It is always she who answers, “Tia is not here.” The enjoyment she derives from this game is immense.
The other day too the game was on, the only thing was I was a little tired. She yelled, “Mamma, why don’t you tell father that I am not here” she kept continuing. “Tell deuta (father) I am not here.” How innocent children can be.

The Broom

Tia comes in with a broom, kick starts it several times, and then she says, "why can’t I fly the broom."
She tries it again, continuously trying to kick start, “Oh ho! It’s not happening! Why is it not happening Ma?”

And the Story Continues…..

Remember few months back, I had mentioned in my blog about Tia pointing towards the photograph and asking “Where is Tia here?”
Now that she is grown up, so have her demands, the other day she was quite angry on me (Without reason of course). She yelled and screamed then wait, all of a sudden she was back to the photograph topic again. “Where did you two go without me? Why am I not there in the photograph?” Now there, once again! the trick was out her sleeve. She yelled and screamed again until I pacified her saying, “Ok! Do not worry very soon I will paste your picture there, is that fine?”
She did not say anything but I know one day she will pop out the question again. Till next time… Keep reading and yes commenting.