Shiridi Trip

Weekend was hectic as we went a place called Shiridi for Sai Baba’s Dharshan.

Saturday morning we went to my friend, Mohits’ house. We had lunch there and I played a lot with my friend. At 3 :30 PM we came home. Our train was at 6:10 Pm. Papa left the house at 4 P M as he had to collect the tickets one hr before. Mamma was busy cooking the night food and feeding me evening snacks. As usual we got late.

We left home are 5:15 and caught an auto. But Hyderabad traffic was at its best and we got late. Mamma was so tensed that she was almost about to cry and thought that we would miss the train.

I told her, “ Mamma don’t worry, papa got the tickets and he can stop the train. He has supreme power!!!”

Mamma: “I wish he had.”

Somehow we reached at 6:07 PM and sat inside the train.

The next day we went and stood in the Dharshan queue.It was 11 A M. Then we got to know that till 1 PM they would not allow inside. We came from the queue and had lunch, then again at 1:30 P M went and stood. We stood for almost three and half hours and at last at 5 PM , we got dharshan. Well, my mamma and papa was holding me and I didn’t had to stand in the queue.

Saibaba was so big and filled with flowers, but I didn’t understand anything as I was squeezed and pushed.

Night we caught another train and reached Hyderabad on Monday morning. But my stomach was upset from Sunday night. Because of stomach upset I had to poop 5 times during my train travel. My mom was extremely irritated and she was nagging and shouting at me. She even said that she is not going to give me any food till we reach home.

I told her, “Don’t be angry with me. It is Ok Mamma, sometimes it happens.”

Can anyone tell my Mom that "when to poop and when not to poop is beyond my control"?

Edited to Add: Forgot to mention about two akkas and one mama whom we met during our train travel. It was fun talking to them. One Akka even told me that she would take me an exhibition on 26th. I asked my mom on 26th morning about it, but my mom choose not to answer....

I am back.

Me and my mamma went to Trivandrum, my Mom’s native place.

On Jan 1st I reached chitti patti’s house at Coimbatore by 10 A M. I played with Chittappa and Ramya akka. By Afternoon Mamma’s shopping saga started and I accompanied her. On our way back home chittappa got some ice-creams. I took the honors of holding them. When I was about to enter the house, the vegetable vendor asked me to give one ice-cream to him. I was confused. I went near to him. He asked me again. I slowly took one and gave it to him along with an ice-cream stick.

My mamma was happy for this and she said that I should continue to share with others. Well, she doesn’t understand that; Not all the time, I like to share………
Evening we went to Marudhamalai temple and at night took a train to Trivandrum.
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At Trivandrum, Chella patti, thatha, kuttu mamma, Achu akka, Kannan anna, Deepa mami, everyone were waiting for my arrival. Soon my periyamma joined us from Chennai. Altogether it was so much fun.

My periyamma plays with me a lot and thus I named her “Fun periyamma”.

Going to temple and visiting relatives were our main tasks. Not that exciting for me, but for my Mamma, yes it was exciting.

But Kuttu mamma’s house visit was fun. I saw two cats named “Kunju and Chakki”. I was busy running behind them and also playing with Achu akka and Kannan anna.

At night, suddenly I woke up.

Aryan: “Mamma, Where is Kunja cat, is it outside the house?”

Mamma: “Yes.”

Aryan: “Mamma, Where is Chakki cat, is it outside?”

Mamma: “Yes Aryan, you sleep now.”

Aryan in a scary tone: “Mamma, then which cat is this?”

Mamma: “No, there is not cat here.”

Aryan: “Can you please look here?”

Mamma: ahhhh….yes, how did this cat come here?

My Mamma sleeps like a log, she didn’t even realize that a cat came inside the house. You see how much I should take care of my Mamma.

The next day my Mamma’s school best friend, with whom she studied for 12 yrs dropped in along with her husband. They are meeting after 10 yrs….You can imagine how much they must have talked!!!!! I also did my little talking part with them and they gifted me a giraffe…Thanks to them and to this blog, by which they know that I love giraffe….:-)

On my Mom’s birthday, we went to beach. My periyamma had got me a sand castle toy. Almost for two hours we were at the beach making sand castles. Initially I was scared of water, but later on I wanted to jump and swim in the sea!!!!

Days passed so fast….and it was time to pack my things. I felt sad leaving them, but no choice.
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When returning back to Hyderabad there was a break journey at Chennai, At Chennai Airport, I was feeling very tired and sleepy. I saw one empty chair. I went and sat on it.

Then I asked my Mamma: “Mamma, where will you sit?”

Mamma: “I will stand, you sit. It is fine with me.”

Then I got down from my chair and went near to a man who was sitting one chair away from me. Some bags were kept in the chair next to me.

Aryan: Uncle, Can you please keep this bag down and give space for my Mamma to sit?
Uncle: He smiled and he removed the bags.

He himself got up and told us to sit. Thanks to him. Somehow I secured a seat for my Mamma also.

After 12 days we reached hyd……..