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A daughter may outgrow your lap, but she will never outgrow your heart.

Friday, 24 October 2014

Walk by Powai Lake with Dad


Diwali 2014: In Mumbai with all my Friends


Grandparents Day


Navratri in Vadodara - The Land of Garba and Raas


Onam Ashamsakal- My First Onam at Baroda


Thursday, 11 September 2014

Paper Boat


Ganpati bappa morya 2014 @ Baroda


Ganpati bappa morya 2014 @ Mumbai


Tuesday, 26 August 2014

Ooty: A visit to Queen of hill stations


Monday, 28 July 2014

Doctor Doctor: My first Role Play


Rain Rain - 2014


Learning Dairy Farming


Monday, 30 June 2014

Father’s Day- My first celebration at new school

Friends, As you all know I have moved to a new home and town and with that I got a new school too.… I will update you in detail on the new school sometime later. Now it’s all about my very first event at school with my parents “Father’s Day”  

Father’s day….for me it comes every day I am with my “Rajesh”. I am not really very sure as to what its all about but its exciting as both mom and dad were going to join me in school.
The teachers informed that Father’s day would be celebrated with “Salad Decoration” competition for dad and me. This was to be held at school on 21st June, Saturday … everybody was like dad and “Salad decoration” but it was a surprise when he asked mom to sign the participation consent letter for the Father’s day celebration.
So the first part was over and now comes what me and dad was going to do over there J and till now what I know about my dad is that all this time he had only eaten Salads !!

So the process of designing started and he won’t tell anyone what he is planning. There were ideas pouring in from all side but I feel he had some indication in his mind. Finally a day before the event he gave a list of things required for the Salad. We went for a gala shopping and brought all items for the competition. Grandma helped by arranging all accessories and bought veggies for us from local sabjiwala. It was much later we realized that he was researching on net and learning about the subject from youtube and cookery sites  

The best part was dad went down to check vegi from the local vendor and got some vegetables, grandma and the maid converted it into a gala lunch J so we had to go again at night to get things needed for the competition.   
Finally the D-day arrived. Mom woke me up and dressed me up for school celebration. All at home were busy packing all stuff for us in a bag. Dad and I rushed to reach there in time. Yes, the competition started and it was all fun. Along with us there were other friends who had also joined with their dads. I helped dad in arranging things, colored vegies, distributed tooth pick to visitors and judges. All Moms busy clicking pictures… it look more like Mother’s day as all dads were working and moms busy playing games with school staff and teachers.

Have a look at the picture, you all will agree it’s was a great salad …. But Judge felt there is nothing to eat in it ha ha ha…. But how rude was that !! Anyways all part of game and were happy that we had a good time at the event… First ever event for dad and daughter. And we pose for pictures as if we are the winners ;)

Have a great father’s day!  
 Father's Day is a celebration honoring fathers and celebrating fatherhood, paternal bonds, and the influence of fathers in society. Many countries celebrate it on the third Sunday of June, though it is also celebrated widely on other days by many other countries. Father's Day was created to complement Mother's Day, a celebration that honors mothers and motherhood.


Styling my hair!!

I consider myself lucky as from the day I was born there was a persona hair stylist for me!!  He kept that one right with him and no one dare to overrule him.

So be it Mundan or getting the first cut all was his call and I as a trusted ……… given my head out to him

It was  a Friday evening when dad came back from office are we both went to a mall for ice cream and we got to see the Loeral saloon.. he looked at me and asked if I am ready .. and then the fun starts

Some of the hair style selected for future sessions

Piggyback Braid

Book Worm Beauty

Bobbed Beauty

Bangs and Bands

Simple and Sweet

Proper Pony


Monday, 12 May 2014

Moving to a New state, city, town, house

After spending my initial days in Mumbai and Cochin now it was time to move to a new place…Baroda. Yes that’s where my mom is transferred and we choose to stay in the company campus and which was like a mini jungle.
I can see an apprehension on everyone’s faces … and that’s , what if I would not be adjusting with the new place, people, friends  and home… finally the day came when we have to shift and we decided to drive down to the new city.
It was a beautiful day and we decided to drive from Mumbai to Baroda and reached our new home by noon. The new veed (New home) was small but beautiful with lot of greenery around and not to forget a big balcony which we all miss in Mumbai. And this is where our blessing starts when we wake up in the morning.... with the sun shining bright telling you welcome to a new morning and a new day.
It’s been all most a month that I have staying here and made lot of friends …. Not from human race ..but all from animal kingdomJ  In fact there are 6-7 small puppies near the garage. I wait for my dad to come on the weekend so that I can play with them and give them milk and biscuits.
I have lot many other friends in the area like parrots, peacock, cows,  big doggies, squirrels …… and lot of colorful birds!!!
In this entire process what I learn is ..getting more out of your close relationships can go a long way, but it doesn't always work. Sometimes you're at a point where you need to meet entirely new people and to adapt them all with open heart.
And not to forget with all these changes I am getting a new school soon but there is still some more time to start the next session so till then vacation time... Ting
Another important factor which i cannnot miss about this new place is this dude called Modi…. Full name “Ab Ki Baar Modi Sarkar” heard a lot from people around and also while out for my evening ice cream near the dairy circle.. though never met !!
I miss all my friends in Mumbai, but thanks  Mark Zuckerberg and mom who keeps me updated on all thru Facebook J  and not to forget the frequent call I have with dad to keep him posted on my progress till the time I get my own Facebook page!!


Wednesday, 30 April 2014


The first out door sport I learned was running, not sure how I got into this but … I loved the phrase “ Ready steady and GO…

And to my luck it was running which was kept as the event for us on the sports day at school and what’s where I got my first lesson on the competition …. But in all It was fun practicing the running with my friends and getting applause from all teachers…
Later, I was so possessed that I have even started practicing at home and make all do running from one room to another… the morning starts with asking mom and dad to be in line and run towards living room and the rest of the day with my grandmother J
When I go down I do it with all my friends … Sharya, Diya, Vignesh ….. from the building we just do running running and no bitching around and wasting time. We were like dedicated to our practices session during the one / one and half hours we use to get together in the evening!!

Finally the day came when I have to participate in the school sports day and all at home were more tensed on whether I will run silly is that !! But as we all came to the track from the hold area the first thing I did was to search for my mom and dad in the crowd but could only find just before reaching the finishing point.
Once I saw them the blood in me was doubled and started running in all the lanes … and this will be part of my life’s wonderful experience down the memory lanes

All's well that ends well… I got my first medal!!!


Click Click Click ....

From the day I was born the only thing I keep seeing is my dads camera, and it was so often that was kind of obvious to get fascinated with the entire process of clicking :)
Earlier I only used to give possess and mostly with some attitude as I never for paid hmmmm
But with time I started to get into his shoes and start learning to click and finally decided to get some lessons on photography. It was an interesting phase and process but the only issue was lifting the camera ..its too heavy man :( As I started insisting for the camera I can see how scared people are of the competition I am going to cause.
At first people around me were reluctant to give camera to me for practices but later they understood who is the boss at home !! They even tried to fool me with some dummy camera and promised to get some child proof camera … but I put my foot down.
Sometime I think are all more worried about the camera!! Anyway I am in no mood to look back …… now on its just going to be Click Click Click
Now I get the camera whenever I want or when dad or mom is clicking :) I am just waiting for the day when I can hold it and walk around clicking… now it’s mostly done by keeping it down at one place or use the tripod .. But not sure why people were laughing when I was taking pictures.
But I am grateful to all the lovely people around as all give and agree to be my model… including the tedi bear, doggy , little tom, honey bee and all other friends …..
Soon the goal is to try and photographing everyday life from my Point of View. It’s so amazing to see things evolve around me. Let me see by when I can start doing this … till then the job is delegated to my parents…. :)
And not to forget … Me and my dads takiya kalam (favorite phrase) for the click was from the film Dabangg “Bhaiya Ji Smile” you can find some of the pictures taken below with all the fun we had while clicking and learning


Sunday, 30 March 2014

Only the Queen celebrates two birthdays

Only the Queen celebrates two birthdays each year. And that's the reason even I have two Birthdays … don’t laugh friends.....yes its true !! Last year also I had 2 cakes and the same happened this year too, one in December and another in March … hope now you all are convinced.

But for some strange reason no one gave me any gifts .. it was my dad who got, don’t know why!!  Sometime people are strange and funny… I cut the bday and no Gifts !!poor me.

FYI: My second Bday comes in March.. all please come with gifts !!
Nevertheless I had a good time with the cake and hope to celebrate many more such birthday with my loved ones !!

Why do people cut cake on Birthday .?

Some historians think that the custom of the birthday cake was observed in ancient Greece, and they report that the birthday cake began with the Greeks who used to make honey cakes or bread. Ancient Romans celebrated three different types of birthdays: Private celebrations among family and friends, the birthdays of cities and temples, and the birthdays of past and present emperors or members of the imperial family. The 50th year was celebrated with a honey cake made of wheat flour, grated cheese, honey, and olive oil.

Others contend that the Birthday Cake tradition was started in Germany in the Middle Ages where a sweetened bread dough was made in the shape of the baby Jesus in swaddling clothes and were used to commemorate his birthday. The Birthday Cake later re-emerged in Germany as a kinderfest, or a birthday celebration for a young child.

In England, birthday cakes are baked with symbolic objects inside. In medieval times, objects such as coins and thimbles were mixed into the batter. People believed that the person who got the coin would be wealthy, while the unlucky finder of the thimble would never marry. Today, small figures, fake coins and small candies are more common.

Birthday candles originally were placed on cakes to bring birthday wishes up to God. In ancient times, people prayed over the flames of an open fire. They believed that the smoke carried their thoughts up to the gods. Today, we believe, that if you blow out all your candles in one breath, your wish will come true.


Sunday, 23 March 2014

Bura na mano holi hai

Colors colors and colors !!! This is the first time I am experiencing Holi, the festival of colors. It all started with getting a whole range of colors from my dad ..he got me all non-toxic and eco friendly colors .. Not sure what it means but I enjoyed the color part of it.

Before stepping out for playing Holi with all… I started with applying some on self after all, the colors were for me !!  but later it was told to me that the color has to be applied on others.. Strange !!  So started first at home and played Holi with all before moving downstairs…


There was lots of preparation done at the society by all uncles …. Enjoyed some crisp samosa and jelaibi(A Indian sweet) before all the fun started.


Soon all the fun started with people putting colors on each others, and within no time it was all colors and colors everywhere… at start I was bit frighten but later started enjoying and participating, I particularly enjoy the festival in the company of friends   


The star attraction for the Holi was the rain dance arranged in the building with DJ, though I had cold, me and dad where in it for hours .. had a gala time all wet and drenched. I even learned some dance moves from all the uncles and aunties doing hip hop on the turns of DJ. In all it was fun to watch people drenched in colors.


Hours pass by throwing colors on each other and it seems as if it's just the start of the day. Finally I was tired and got on to my dads lap and he forcefully took me home for bath and getting dry….
Holi will be always one of my favorite festival….  
History of Holi
Holi is also associated with the Puranic story of Holika, the sister of demon-king Hiranyakashipu. The demon-king punished his son, Prahlad in a variety of ways to denounce Lord Narayana. He failed in all his attempts. Finally, he asked his sister Holika to take Prahlad in her lap and enter a blazing fire. Holika had a boon to remain unburned even inside fire. Holika did her brother's bidding. However, Holika's boon ended by this act of supreme sin against the Lord's devotee and was burnt to ashes. But Prahlad came out unharmed.