No Clothes....



Last Sunday was when you are about to complete 1 month. Yes, ...Just...One Month.. You were not at all comfortable with the new frock. I removed it and before your mom started applying powder, I took some quick snaps.....







Your Employees.



Its not even 1 month for you and there are already six people working for you. One feeder (your mom), one servant and one maid (your grand parents to keep changing the wet clothes) , two helpers(your mom's father's sisters) to give my angel the wonderful bath and a visiting round the clock care taker (your maama)

Oh...wondering about the salary they get...yes...they get a hourly salary......a wet cloth from your bottom.....and yes they do get a bonus once in a day for their great commitment for the job .... thats a sweet smile like this for which they die for....




The Dumbbell day...

On june 5 th, we had a prayer for you and one of my professors of my B.Tech college (Bapatla Engineering college) by name Niranjan was also invited. He presented a kit for you and dumbbells pair is one of them. Nobody really looked at them or atleast took time to experiment with them. One day your maama gave them to you and whoooolaaaaaa.... you started to dance.......pretty funny to watch...your father missed the wonderful moment...but carefully captured to give your father a visual feast...



















Cutting the first Cake




Today is the first day we went to church after you entered this world...Different think to see is that you never cried in inspite of the loud message shouted at the speakers of church.... Pretty good hold of the knife you had while making the first cut to the cake.....






Hmmmmmm.......you want the close up of your dress....ok..here it is........



















Nice feast at home after the church...and yes a small photo session before that..... :-)









The Four Gaurdians...


Very fortunate are the people who can see their little new born kids every day and your father is not one of them. I come only once a week and stay for two days. But don't you have to worry, there are four people around you all the time. Your mom, your grand parents and finally your maama. Between these four guardians...you are sleeping in peace...

Every Body has a name.


Today one of my previous collegue asked about your name. I am kind of confused on what to tell but ended up telling a story than a name. This is what I explained......

"I call her by name "poori". But until now, very little or never did I use the name to address. Always use to mention or call or address as "My Kid". Her Mom like her name to be Venissa..and some version of it...Veni...and what else each one calls her with a different name. "Chinnulu", "Bangaru", "Chinnoda", "Bangaru talli", "Kiddy", "Chinna talli" and the list goes on ..... Atleast these are the names I heard people calling her. But she never worried on what name people call her..but always smiles....and rarely cries.."

My Angel entered this world.


From a couple of days, I was feeling I should write down what I feel for my angel. May be some time or later when she want to know how I was, though she cannot travel back in time, she can atleast read this. At the beginning I thought I would write them down on paper but may be my laziness to use pen and paper prompted me to use a blog. For the rest of the blog I will address this to my kid...my angel for whom I am writing this.............