Rambling on... again..

Tralaalaalaaa... What a lovely lovely day it is! I am walking with a little extra bounce in my feet and a small smile on my face - Fixed! And all because - well my 30year old yoga instructor, early in the morning - while breaking my back and generally making me curse mentally (and loudly at times), asks my age. On realising that i am well...ahem...41+ - She was not just shocked into breaking the rhthym of the aasna (a nice side benefit if i may say so), but she actually tried getting me to recalculate my age and do it properly! All because for the last 4 months, she's been calling me 'tum' (and not 'aap) and generally pushing me hard as she thought i am a couple of years younger than her!!!!!! Hell yeah!!!!!! While i was mentally busy feeling all smug about how truly flexible and fit my body must be for her to be mistaken like this, all the while i was pretending to be unaffected to her in person. And yet now - 6 hours later - am still smiling! Whosoever said Age is

Hi Ruaan, This is the first year that i have actually started using your proper name with you - at times. It feels good. Just as it feels warm and cuddly in my heart to call you 'Cheeku', it feels proud and strong in my heart to call you 'Ruaan'. As you turn 3, there's so much more to US now. I love the stories you make up and tell me. I especially love the morning hugs i get from you to wake me up. Your fav one these days is to offer me a hug where i lie on top of your ear - kaan ke upar waali huggie chahiye? Our relationship has shifted a bit now from last year - where it was mainly about keeping you happy and safe. Now I worry if i am bringing you some good values. If i am able to show you what kind of a human being i would love for you to be. I am aware that soon enough, I will need to let you choose your own path in this world, but i hope by then i would have equipped you with the values to choose the one you want - well. This morning when i started th