Shaurya's Chronicles

I am not sure if it’s my habit of going into a hibernation after every few posts or just a possibility that my little one is not giving me enough stories to post in. I believe its the former since Shaurya picks up a new trick every now and then and has been doing his best on that front. At times I just wish I had a photographic memory and ample time at hand to save and document every little incident for my little angel to read when he grows up…

Coming back to the title, well it seems quite apt to commence something with the name of the almighty, but here, the title refers to something else. It was yesterday when I had to visit the Kailash Colony market to run some important errands when I saw this fancy grocery store and decided to check it out. I was not running by any particular grocery list and followed my instinct with Shaurya as usual wanting everything in the store and handing out things to me and me putting them back.

I think i need to tender my apologies to  my little one, who will definitely come up and ask me one day, that if I had started the blog for him, then why didn’t I write about every new thing that he did. Well, Mau (I love calling him that now), I can only say this in my defense that it is not easy being a working mother trying to do your bit with life, people, family matters and the little social work with Rotary that I try and be a part of from time to time. Honestly speaking, it’s been over a fortnight since our summer vacations began and there really hasn’t been a day that I have been able to sit and just relax at home. We have been stepping out of the house to complete an unfinished task or run errands in the scorching sun almost on a daily basis. Ah well, enough of my excuses and ranting about how busy I have been. Let me narrate this little story about Shaurya’s latest fixation.

Not many years ago there was a Mastercard advertisement playing on TV which went something like “Toys for the baby – 2000 rupees, watching him play with a cardboard box – Priceless !! There are certain things money can’t buy…” I guess I ran into a similar incident in recent past myself.

It was one of the finer, sunnier, winter mornings on a Saturday couple of weeks ago, when I decided to spend the entire day with Shaurya. I thought about planning the day with all possible things that he would like and decided to take him to some place where he could enjoy himself to the hilt.

I zeroed down on the National Zoological Gardens (aka Delhi Zoo) as the place to go to and  considered taking the metro as trains are his recent fixation and I really thought it would be a new experience for him.

I remember writing about the power of nursery rhymes and Shaurya’s enthusiasm with it. (Read about it HERE). I guess his interest with rhymes and poems has risen one level and he has now started creating his own lyrics.

Though the words don’t rhyme as well and one can’t really expect a philosophy behind the words except for pure fun from a 4 year old, but for me as a mother, the experience of him trying his hand at new things and embarking on fresh creative ventures is an emotional experience of sorts.

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My little one got another lesson in safety recently. Everyday, after my school is over, I pick Shaurya from his ‘Da-Ma’s’ house and we normally drive home chatting and laughing. He is normally well behaved in the car and doesn’t create a ruckus and listens to what I have to say to him. I guess this just happened to be a special day when he was in his super playful mood and extremely naughty. I warned him that he might get hurt but my hero for once chose to ignore what his mamma had to say and didn’t pay attention to all what I was telling him.

We got off the car and as I turned around to take out his school bag and water bottle from the back seat he managed to sneak behind me and kept running his hands around the door. I picked up his stuff and closed the door and as soon as I did that, Shaurya gave out a loud cry. I nearly jumped out of my skin when I looked at him. He stood there crying and looking at me helplessly, trying to pull out his fingers from where they had stuck in the door.

Fourth year for Shaurya and our parenthood. I have celebrated and enjoyed every little moment of my motherhood and the entire family and I eagerly await his day and try our best to shower our love and make it special for him. If last year we had multiple parties for him (Read ‘Shaurya turns three’), this year it was all quality family time. The weather Gods were pretty severe this winter and it was extremely cold on his birthday (January 8) and sparing a thought for all the grandparents and little kids on the guest list, we decided to have a small get together and dinner at home itself.

I did write about his special bonding with my dad in my last post and since my little prince’s Nanz and Nani were here with him to celebrate his special day, it made him feel all the more special and he couldn’t really hide his joy.