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The 3 men in my life!


That's a strange caption I chose ! But for me,  am in a sentimental nostalgic mood - It's not easy for me to watch, as the first man around whom my world revolved stumble, totter and be spaced out ! Of course his spirit is still strong and I ensure that he is never left alone or lonely ,but I guess I can't...in the end he is alone with his thoughts! Of course I am talking of Baba ! He still is my priority at times over Bhaskar , who suffers silently . Baba and Bhaskar can still be jealous over each other when I buy something for one and leave the other out. So it has been a habit now to buy 2 identical things for the two, cos I know they will end up comparing ! The third one is going to be 21 in two days time ! And aren't I glad that he has grown up ! I was not really the best of smoochie-woochie -baby -talkie mothers ! I guess that's the reason why Chibu still feels embarrassed when hugged ! But at times I am amazed that 21 years flew by...I still can remember all the details of the day Chibu was born....and I guess that's the umblical cord , surgically cut clean but never removed from the heart !

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  1. Abhro22 June 2012 at 10:25

    naturally, and as evident from the picture, I am the coolest. yo! :D

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  2. amrita22 June 2012 at 10:30

    :)) cant argue really ! wonder who is the smartest ?

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    1. Abhro22 June 2012 at 10:32

      at the time this picture was clicked? well, that is a tough one.. :D

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    2. amrita22 June 2012 at 10:48

      :))) once smart , always smart !!

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    3. Abhro22 June 2012 at 11:00

      oh thank you! I was rather afraid, not having any pants would count against me. :'D

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    4. amrita22 June 2012 at 11:30

      haha ...u were wearing them...and better ones than the torn stuff you go around wearing now !!!

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  3. Abhishikta22 June 2012 at 10:31

    such a cute post :)

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  4. amrita22 June 2012 at 10:48

    Thank you so much Abhishikta :))) guess it's my turn to be senti tonight !

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  5. sharmila28 July 2012 at 06:25

    I know about the 'identical buying' things. 21 or 12 they remain our babies....the cord is never removed!

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  6. DrikAGS15 June 2016 at 03:56

    Lovely article Mithu... This gave me an startling glimpse of what life may/could have been if my baba had lived a decade longer...!! Thank you Mithu for sharing.. Couldnt imagine this tender childlike side of Manjukaka. To me he was always so self-assured, helpful, loving n tender.

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