Aryan Dada- Arjun Dada

I, the little Arjun became Dada now: that means, I am now a big brother. My periyamma (Mamma’s sister) delivered a baby girl on May 24th. My mom is so happy about it. Hope I get to meet her soon. Someone smaller than me!!!

Today I completed 7th month. The alien called teeth is still trying to erupt from my gums. I am busy chewing anything that I can get hold off. I can chew/eat one full page newspaper, chew any amount of cloth, toys, mamma’s dress, Aryan dada’s finger, papa’s finger. The list is unending….

Aryan dada is one funny fellow. The other day my Mom, asked him to take care of me. I was lying on the cot. Aryan dada was asked to entertain me and make sure I don’t fall from the cot. Aryan dada was of course repeating Appuaan Appuaan….(That is what he calls me) and was dancing. I was squealing with delight to see him dance. I wanted to go near to him, so I turned over and over and DUMBBBB..here I am down. I fell down and still Aryan Dada is singing Appuaan Appuaan…and dancing.. He didn’t feel like stopping me from the first great fall!!!

Another thing that surprises me is Aryan Dada’s capacity to obey our Moms order word by word. My Mom was in kitchen and when I was cranky, she yelled at Aryan Dada.

Mamma, “Aryan, put the toy bag down, so that Arjun can play.”

Aryan, “Yes, Mamma”

Aryan Dada took the toy bag, and just put it on my head!!! Oouch, that pained a lot and I cried a lot. Well, my mamma ran from kitchen and took me in her arms and screamed at Aryan Dada.

Aryan Dada, “Sorry Mamma”

Mamma, “No sorry, come here first.”

When he came, she just banged one thick bonded book on his head, and asked him how does it feel now???

Aryan Dada, “Not good, anyways now you and Arjun say sorry to me!!”

BTW: Why should I say sorry? I am still surprised!! I got hurt and I still need to say sorry!!!

Learning Shapes

Mamma at home, so we were doing activities to learn shapes.

some timepass...

Note: I am having cat as my pet. Balloons are not oval!!!

Weekend Updates

Friday-Party Time

My Mom convinced me very well and I ended up NOT wearing any Chota bheem costume for the birthday party.
The party arrangement was good, with Chota Bheems pictures hanging everywhere. It started with a questionnaire section, where they would ask different question about the serial. I could get the answers for almost everything. When they played Chota Bheem’s title song, most of the kids danced and squealed with delight. I couldn’t dance at all. I felt little odd!!! I simply watched them dancing. My favorite time pass in any parties— “To OBSERVE OTHERS”
Then it was mask and tattoo time. Whatever mask we get, we would get the same tattoo. I got Bheem’s mask.:-)
Then it was Bow and Arrow play followed by collection of ladoos from tun-tun aunty’s stall.
I collected ladoos and gave my Mom. Well, she also did not eat, but Arjun ate little bit. Ah..yes, we took Arjun also for the party. He behaved well and was not cranky. Unusual behavior from his side!!!
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Saturday—Was hectic

Morning we went to Treasure house again for Story time. Swetha aunty told a beautiful story about Dumbo Elephant. I loved the way she narrated.
Dumbo elephant is cutest baby elephant with very big ears. Everyone made fun of him for his big ears. He had a friend, Timothy the rat and they play always. But Dumbo was sad as everyone made fun of him and he has to play the part of a clown in the local circus. One day Dumbo climbed up the steep hill and sat there. Timothy was searching for Dumbo all over, but finally when she found Dumbo there, she ran to him and said.. “Tiger is behind you..Run…” Well…Instead of running Dumbo elephant FLEW…his big ears was his wings. Can you believe it…Dumbo elephant flew with his big ears and landed straight away in the circus tent just to cherish in the applause... I felt so happy and was telling to Swetha aunty about my desire to see a giraffe flying like Dumbo.

Evening Mamma and Pappa took us to Circus.

I was just expecting Dumbo elephant to fly and come. But No, I just could see one elephant. Arjun was almost restless all the time.
Conversations in btw:

Mamma, “ Aryan, see how they are performing circus. It is so difficult Aryan.
Aryan, “Mamma, they simply don’t jump, they practice a lot.”

Mamma, “What did you like the best in Circus”
Aryan, “The Popcorn”

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Sunday- Fun day

Morning I went to Janagnath temple at Banjara hills.

Evening was total fun, as my Papa took me to Fun city game zone. I could ride most of my favorite rides. We had food form MacDonald’s and went home.
In btw my mamma read me two books— Clifford and Thomas train. I loved both of them and I am waiting to return these books and get another set of Clifford and Thomas. That is all folks!!

Chota Bheem's Birthday Party

Today is Chota Bheem’s birthday party at treasure house. We recently became the member of TH and I feel very excited to go there.

I want to dress like Chota Bheem, but my Mom is little skeptical about making me roam without a shirt???

What is her problem in life? I am Chota Bheem, I should be without shirt!!! I should eat ladoos and take one bull in my hand, rotate it, and throw it away!!! What do you say??

The Grouchy Ladybug- Review

Title—The Grouchy Ladybug
By- Eric Carle
Rating—4.5/5

This is the story about a Grouchy ladybug, which feels annoyed to share and wants to fight with someone who is bigger than him. The story begins at 5 am, when a Good ladybug goes in search of aphids and meets this Grouchy ladybug, who neglects the option of sharing aphids. The Grouchy ladybug tries to pick up a fight with the Good ladybug, and he feels that the Good ladybug is too small in size for him to fight. So he goes in search on creatures that are bigger than him.

As the time passes by, the Grouchy ladybug meets bigger creatures like, Praying Mantis , Sparrow, Hippo, Lobster, Elephant and so on. But he feels everyone is small to fight with him, though everyone is ready to fight. At last when he meets the whale….that is when he understands……..what it takes to fight

When my Mom first read this to me, I felt very excited because I was hearing about aphids for the first time…As I turned the pages I just couldn’t resist my excitement. I was excited to see, lobster with his claws, Rhino with his horns, the whale which was so huge….I was constantly thinking why the Grouchy ladybug thinks the other creatures to be small. When I questioned my Mamma, she said, “Wait till the end.”

I liked the whale the best, which simply kept quiet…..and suddenly it gave one whack to the Grouchy ladybug… I just burst out with laughter when my Mom read that.

The story ends with the Grouchy ladybug and Good ladybug sharing aphids and going to sleep. I felt so peaceful when the story ended like this and I was telling my Mom that if you don’t pick up fight with anyone we can be happy.

My mom replies back that, “Well, if you share and know how to lead a friendly life, it is fine. You can sometimes pick up fight with some Grouchy creatures, like how the whale did!!!!”

Difficult to understand my Mom’s logic, I just think that we should not fight with anyone!!!

6 Months Update

I am just 193 days old, but the whole house hold revolves around me, my habits, and my nap time. Poor grandparents, they are under my whims and fancies….After all I am Aryan’s brother right!!! Apart from managing my household, I can do the following:

I can recognize my Mom from any distance, even by her voice.

I can squeal with delight when I see Aryan Dada making faces and dancing for me.

I can sleep on one side and turn over often, but I have not mastered the ART of crawling.

I just try to sit; I no longer like to be in the sleeping position.

I can hold a rattle and look for it when it falls down.

Recently my Mom has started pushing the fortified semisolid food into my mouth. I am happy that atleast I am getting something to chew apart from drinking Milk.

Answers Please

I don’t share my toothbrush with anyone, I don’t share my towel with anyone, I don’t share my comb with anyone, then why should I share my Mamma with Arjun?

Why can’t I be a girl? Mamma can you get me one girl dress?

When will this Arjun become big and play cricket with me?

Why Papa came early today? Usually he comes at night right?

From where and why did you get me this Puff color. I thought you went to office. You got permission from you manager to go out of your classroom and get this color for me?

Do I Share Enough?

Every evening I take my bi-cycle and go down to play with my friends. We do cycling for a while and then play something different. When I am not riding my cycle, the watchman uncle’s kid rides it. When I asked my Mamma, she said it is fine to share.
When he touches my friend’s cycle, they just fight with him and don’t even allow him to touch it. Well, I have questioned my mamma about this behavior and she simply says, “The more you share the more you get from god. Now Santa Claus will be happy and he will give good gifts during the Christmas. So continue sharing.”

Off late my Mamma notices that I am not taking my cycle down. The reason is: I don’t get to play with it. As soon I take it down, the watchman uncle’s kid snatches from me and he rides. He doesn’t even ask me whether I am fine to share or not. Sometimes I am simply not fine to SHARE.

The other day, I felt very sad, when the watchman uncle’s son was not sharing my cycle with me. All kids were riding and I was watching them with my pet. (I have some soft toys, one toy invariably is the PET OF THE DAY.)




Aryan, “Mamma, I am sad. Sharing makes me feel unhappy.”

Mamma, “Ok Aryan, don’t worry. If you are unhappy, then don’t share. You should have the courage to tell him to just ride your cycle for a while, not always. Just don’t give him completely. Sharing also has a limit. I am just asking you to share “A little”.

I am seriously confused about what this “A little” sharing means, when the other kids don’t even share anything.

Just a Start..

I get up at 4 in the morning, make odd noises, turn over and push my Mom and brother from my cot. Typically, this is how my day begins. What else a 5 months old kid can do? I am not aware what my Mom expects from me!!!!

Aryan dada is very nice to me. But today morning, he also got irritated and started scolding me!!!! God knows what he said.

Well, not only in the mornings, during the day also I show my true colors. I am fully active and I DON’T SLEEP AT ALL….

Neither I play alone nor do I play with toys. I need someone to talk with me 24/7. At present my Baba (grandpa) is taking care of me. I think my Aayi and Baba are underestimating my capacity to trouble them. They think if I sleep during day, I am a good boy. Well, this is just a start…hope they stay till the end!!

Life of Aryan’s Brother

Well, that is not easy. At times, Aryan Dada comes very near to me. Sometimes he thinks to pull my head, sometimes shows some rattle, which invariably falls on my eyes. But whatever said and done, he loves me a lot.

Yesterday my mamma as usual went to office. My aayi was with me. As soon as she put me in Jula, I started crying. I cried incessantly for 45 mins. Aryan Dada immediately called my mom on her mobile.

Aryan, “ Amma, ethu rumba than kattharathu. Nee chikaram vaa…enodo kathu valikarathu.” (This kid is crying a lot, you come fast, my ears are paining hearing this.)

After this Aryan Dada took one of my Mom’s photo and showed me. He gave me her dupatta, thinking that I would be pacified by that. Well, he used to be like this when he was small.

Nothing helped. Immediately in 15 min, my mamma was at home. God knows whether she came home due to my crying or Aryan dada’s ear paining. As soon as I saw her, I stopped crying and started smiling at her!!!

She stayed with me for couple of hours and went to her office again after making me sleep.

Little talks that I overheard:

Aryan, “Mamma, let us not throw this baby down. He is becoming cute nowadays.”

Mamma, “Ok, but who told you that we are going to throw him anyway.”

Aryan, “I thought myself that one day I will throw him out, but now I will not.”

Mamma, “ Phew!@!!!

Good that Aryan Dada has changed his mind....Hope he remains the same...

Happy Holi

This week, I am at home. Some short break from school. Sunday I played Holi with my Pappa.



Of late I have developed the habit of visualizing myself as Chota Bheem. I think so much about him that I have started making cards for his birthday party. My Mom is getting worried about this Chota Bheem fascination. I hope she takes me to Chota Bheem’s Bada birthday Party.!!!!

Temple Festival

Yesterday I saw Kerala temple festival for the first time in my life. Temple festival in a near by temple, had commenced 10 days back. The whole temple was decorated with lights. It was a festive atmosphere with so many people around. Mamma got me balloons. Yesterday was the last day of this festival and on the last day the temple priest places the god’s idol on the decorated elephant’s back and they come home.
Yesterday night I saw three elephants that came to our house. On one elephant’s back, god’s idol was placed. I was so thrilled to see elephants.

The questions that I get after seeing the elephants are:

Why does this elephants always shake its ears and tail?
Why is this elephant eating coconut without breaking its shell?
Why is this elephant so big?
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Hi friends, it is me- Arjun, Aryan Karmore’s brother. I came to this world 4 months back. Now my vitals are: Weight- 6kg, Height - 55 cm. Some ten days before, I turned over when I was trying to hold one rattle. Yepee I discovered another way of lying down. Now as soon as my Mamma drops me down, I turn over. I try to move ahead a little. My Mamma, Kuttu mama, my grandparents and everyone are so happy to see these changes.

But you know guys; I have to be little away from my Big bro, Aryan.
Aryan dada sharing his blog with me itself is a big milestone. But you know today I overheard his conversation with my Mamma.

Aryan, “ Mamma, can you please give me Arjun’s head. I can play like a football.
Mamma, “ What?”

My Question is : Can my Mamma give my head to Aryan Dada?

Arjun and Me at Trivandrum

First of all, happy anniversary to my blog. It has been 4yrs since I started this blog and now time has come to share this blog with my little brother-Arjun.

He has metamorphosed into a new creature now. Instead of just crying and sleeping, he knows to make cooo coo noises. He recognizes me and smiles at everyone around. Ooops it is already been 3 months since he has jumped from my mamma’s tummy.

Now, I am at Trivandrum, my Grandma’s place. I like this place a lot as I get to see many unusual things that I don’t see in Hyderabad. I like to collect the baby coconuts, which fall from the coconut tree. I get to see crow, sparrow, parrot, eagle, canary and lot of other birds. I have my cousins, Achu Akka and Kannan Anna with whom I play a lot. I think myself to be Bheem, Achu Akka to be Chutki, and Kannan anna to be Raju. (All Chota Bheem characters. Those who see POGO channel will know more about it)

Anyway nowadays I am not going to school. Arjun seems to be cute. That is what my Mom thinks…..Hmmmm!!!!

Will post more updates soon....

New-Entry: Arjun

Swaram akka already announced about a new entry in my household. My brother, Arjun.

He is kind of odd. He always cries and sleeps. The sad part is; I cannot spend much time with my Mamma after this new entry.

I don’t even bother to spend time with my brother, but I make sure my Mamma spends time with me and makes me ready for school.

November 13th was children’s day carnival at my school. My thatha got on fish costume, my Mamma found it girlish and thus she and Pappa made one shark mask for my face. Will post the picture later.

Mamma’s office friends visited my house. It was nice talking with them. But, after they left, I started crying as they didn’t get any gift for me. They got lots of gifts for Arjun. They got one big bed, dresses, mittens, socks, cap, baby gift set…..etc etc…I felt very sad. My Mamma had already anticipated this scenario and she had already got one Kinderjoy chocolate. She knows all the ways to pacify me and make me happy!!!!! I love you mamma

Tell me Why series

Mamma, why number 13 is not there in a clock?

Mamma, why should we sleep at night? I like to be an owl.

Mamma, why should we allow this baby to come out of your tummy? Let it be inside. You look nice with big tummy!!!!

Mamma, why I don’t have moustache?

Mamma, why and why should I go to school?

For most of my questions, my mamma doesn’t have answers. Do you guys have?

Conversations

Aryan: What noise? Water flowing somewhere?

Pappa: No, it is baby’s heartbeat.

Aryan: ok.

Pappa: Do you want to say anything to baby?

Aryan: Baby, you be there in mamma’s tummy. Don’t come out!!!
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Pappa: Will this be a boy or girl?

Mamma: Aryan what do you think?

Aryan: Once it comes out we will know it mamma. You wait till then!!!!
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Mamma: Will you play with the baby after it is born.

Aryan: What do you mean by “Born”.

Mamma: Ok, after it comes out of my tummy?

Aryan: No I will not play. I will throw it in the trash bin!!
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Mamma was very angry with me today morning. I was also equally angry with her. We both fought with each other and decided not to talk.

Aryan (in a crying tone): Wait, till my brother comes from your tummy. I will tell him to punch you!!!!

Mamma (smiling): Aryan, you are a big boy. You don’t need to seek his help; instead you should be dependent on your own. And moreover, what is this. You are teaching him to hurt others?

Aryan: But mamma, how can I punch you. You are my sweet mamma. I will tell him to punch you.

Mamma doesn’t know what to reply.
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Mamma-Pappa- Any difference?

Yesterday, at 10:30 PM:

Aryan, “ Mamma, I think I did not eat proper dinner.”

Mamma, “ If you are feeling hungry, please ask Pappa to give you some food. I am not feeling well now. Let me sleep.”

I went to Pappa. He was watching Cricket.

Aryan, “Pappa, I think I did not eat proper dinner.”

Pappa, “ It is OK, tommorrow you can eat proper dinner.”

Aryan, “ I did not eat vegetables. I only ate rice.”

Pappa, “ It is fine Aryan, go and sleep. Tommorrow you can eat vegetables.”

I came running to my Mamma. Mamma was listening to all these conversations. As soon as I came near to her, she said, “ Aryan, you should ask explicitly to your Pappa. Otherwise, he doesn’t understand. Tell him that you want food. Then he will heat it and give you.”

Ahh..now I understood that there are a lot of differences between Mamma and Pappa!!! Does everyone feel the same?

Helping Hand

It was the week of helping the needy people. As a part of it, every kid was asked to share a toy, which can be given to those kids who don’t have any.

I was reluctant to share. It took almost 3-4 days of constant gyan and brainstorming from my mamma and at last she convinced me to share.

I decided to donate my favorite Big Blue Car that my periyamma got. As soon I decided to give one, I thought I would give one more…and soon I wanted to give all my toys to them.

Mamma, “It is ok Aryan, you keep some toys with you. You don’t have to share everything.”

Aryan, “It is ok Mamma. You can take care of me and my needs. Those kids don’t have anyone. And moreover you only told me right; if I give more, god will make sure that I get more.

Today evening can please get me more toys?

Weekend Updates

Weekend was good with festivals and poojas. Saturday we got Ganesha idol and performed the pooja.

We went to Swaram akka’s house. She had performed a wonderful pooja with all sorts of decorations. She gave so may fancy stuffs and sarees to my Mom and Aayi. I got kaju katli and ladoos from Su mamma. Before leaving, I asked for a fruit and took one guava. Overall I enjoyed and was happy to see the eversmiling vibrant Swaram akka again. Their house was filled with friends and kids, thus I choose to tailgate my mamma most of the times.

Next day, we had pooja at our apartment premises. There were some games arranged for kids. Lemon and Spoon, running race, musical chairs, and Fish bowl. I didn’t win in any of those games and thus didn’t get any prize. Unlike other mammas, who were behind their kids and explaining the games, my mamma was busy organizing the games and taking pictures. (Well, advantage of she being in organizing committee is that: she arranged for participation prizes for all the kids!!!! ) The good part is: I enjoyed running and jumping and that is what my mamma was looking for, rather than giving me a notion of fetching a prize.

After the game was over, I asked my mamma.

Aryan, “Mamma, why did I not win.”

Mamma, “There are other kids who play better. In a game, everyone cannot be a winner.”

Aryan, “But mamma, why I am always a loser?”

Mamma, “It is Ok Aryan, you enjoyed right. That is what we need.”

Aryan, “When I grow big like Pappa, will I become a winner?”

Ahh, forgot to say another thing. For fish bowl, I was supposed to imitate a person. Can you guess who I imitated? Spider Man!!! I went to the stage and said loudly, with “great power, comes great responsibility!!!!”

Evening, I was playing with other kids in the apartment. They were older kids and were bullying me. They took me to one corner, pressed me hard, and were punching me. My Mamma was planning to interfere only at the end. But before even my Mamma could interfere, I used my Magic word “ Sorry”. As soon as I said sorry, they asked me to say sorry again. I said five times. Soon I became their friends. Now they deviated their attention towards Abilash and Sharash. I told Abilash to say sorry, but he didn’t listen to me. So he ended up getting hurt. Poor Abilash.

Thanks to my teachers and Mamma, who taught me those magical words.

Photos

In lieu of teacher's day, my mamma helped me to make two greeting cards for my teachers. She was inspired by Shruti Aunty idea. Thanks Shruti Aunty for your creativeness



Now the photos of my Birthday party:

It was my Baba's effort.




A card from Wonder 6. Swaram akka, Kanagu anna, Sharash, and Ablilash's gifts: