Monday, August 18, 2014

Conversation with God

I thought of striking conversation with god.

I started with few prayers…..

“ Oh god…my mom’s health should improve and she needs to be healthy and strong. Give her all the power in this world”

“ Oh god...I should not get any cough in future….”

Then, few wishes….

“ Oh god…give me lot of Samosas to eat!!!”

“ Oh god….I will attack every bad people in this world. Give me POWER”

Then, few questions……

“Oh god….where do you sleep???”

“Oh god…..why you look so handsome???”

It is me-Arjun!!!!

Tuesday, August 12, 2014


I cried, I created tantrums, I made fuss…all my drama in vain. Now, I got used to the school-Silver Oaks.

1. The school focuses more on independency. Hence, they gave checklist for my Mom to fill every day, after monitoring me. If I do a chore alone, I get a smiley face, if not a sad face. Well, I thought I should be always independent and hence I took the checklist from my Mom and drew smiley all over!!!

2. With so much whims and fancies I go to school. One day I need Kaju katli in the box, one day Gulab Jamoon, one day fruits, one day nuts……all my antics driving my Mom crazy.

3. The only complain my teacher has is about my writing. My friends have written till “H” and I am still struggling with “A”. Mom is totally out of picture and she doesn’t want to sit with me for anything. She says, when time comes, I will learn. At this age, she was capable of making Dada read three letter words and made him write till Z. In my case, she is totally cool!!!!!(Probably, Aryan Dada is her target. She is still behind him to write a book review, after he reads one!!!)

On the house front:

1. Mom was extremely busy with work and finally she fell sick. Hence, she is at home now. Hope her health improves soon.

2. Aryan Dada’s craze for Bollywood dance diminished and he enrolled for Kun-Fu.

3. I didn’t want to go for any classes. I am a free bird now, running here and there in the park and making friends with everybody!!!

We are making an attempt to blog after a long time and hence, not sure what else to write!!!!

Anything you guys want to know about Aryan-Arjun?

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Mom With Her Friends

Today being Rama navami, my Mom came home in the afternoon with her friends. We had pooja in our community. I enjoyed conversing with my Mom’s friends, but was sad about my mom going back to office again.

Here is what I feel…

When you came, I was glad
I waved my hand like a good lad
You came with your friends “A and V”
And all of us were in merry…
The time was sweet and beautiful as cherry..

The caterpillar conversation mused your friends
And ofcourse Aryan was busy with his own trends.

Lunch time it was and you fed me food
The food that I rejoiced as much as I could
I chummed with your friends…and bundled their hearts
With my funny ascent and comic talks

But why did you leave me and go like a fiend
Did I miss being good and kind?

As I asked you earlier today,
“What O’Clock you will come each day?”
Come home soon
Come home soon
Before I succumb and see the moon.

Monday, April 7, 2014

The Very Hungry Caterpillar

The very hungry caterpillar is so much into my head that I try mock him at every instance.

The other day when I went to Trivandrum, I literally snatched this caterpillar soft toy from Navya. Navya is my periamma’s kid and she is 6 months younger to me!! My mom scolded me for doing it but my periamma is so nice that she shared it with me and now I have it at my house.

One secret about my caterpillar is that; it is a special one which has the capacity to store different types of food in its different chamber of its stomach.

Look at the picture, the first chamber is blue and it has blue berry in it, the red one is filled with apple, the third green one with watermelon (or grapes..still confused) and the yellow one with banana……..

Based on my mood, I keep changing the food it has in its chamber, but the color of the food would match the Caatu’s (my nick name for the caterpillar) stomach color.

Now my question to mamma is: I eat different types of fruits and food, but why my stomach is not multi-colored?

Anyway nowadays my mamma is too bored or lazy to cook new answers for me and hence, I go with my answer that, if my stomach is multicolored then I will not look beautiful (handsome?)

What do you say guys?
So many stuffs to write and my mom is lazy to pen it down.

1. We moved to a new house

2. My mom put me in a school that is different from Dada’s

3. Dada got enrolled for dance classes….(Yaar… should see his face when my mom forces all different stuffs on him and preach to do anything till perfection..blah blah blah…) Thank god she has spared me!!

4. My PTM was good; Sameena madam felt sad parting me.

5. For me going to temple means eating yummy yummy prasad.. Me and Dada go to the Hanuman temple every day just for prasad.

6. Talking about temple, yes I remembered a Thulabharam that was done at Attukal temple when I went to Trivandrum. That was a nice experience. Here a picture after the Thulabaram..