Can't Decide...

..about what title to give for this post. Cos There is nothing specific I want to blog about. Just some stuff..

Like.. something which is actually scaring the hell out of me. I will be 30 next month. THIRTY.... Its like half of my life is finished ( assuming I wont be tragically dead before 60). So many things come to a halt... ok not halt but at least to a pause at this age. I cant be referred to be in 'late twenties' any more. I will be counted in the list of aunties from then onwards. I cant apply to any bank or government jobs anymore, as the age limit is 30. I have to be more careful now if I have to have a second child ( There is a post or at least a paragraph coming up on this topic later). Ohh... how I wish I could stay in my twenties for some more time.

If there is a die-hard F.R.I.E.N.D.S fan like me, you can recall the episode where they celebrate Rachel's 30th birthday, and in between Joey starts crying and asks God, "Why us God.. why??" I am in the same place right now. Though I am happy about the gifts I would be getting form my hubby ( ok.. that was for my hubby to read ;) just a reminder...dear,you have still got a month to buy them) and all the phone calls from friends and family, I don't want to be 30. I don't want to be OLD ...

Now about the next child... what should be the ideal difference between two children? I am confused. Me and my sis, we are five years apart. I don't remember a single day when we did not fight. And we are not that close, as in telling our dark secrets and stuff. I wish we were. But I have been away for my engg and then she went for her nursing and then I went off to work and later got married. So we never got together to do some fun stuff. And neither do I see it happening in the near future. So that's my case. I feel five or four years is too much. Is three ok? That was what me and hubby were thinking of. Cos neighbours and family have already started asking about 'the next one'. Well, anyhow I have to get a job first, only then I can afford to get pregs...

ok.. let me change the subject.. to a very cute topic. My sweetheart is going to be TWO in 9 more days. Ohhh.. he is growing up so quick. And everyday is a new day with him. He does new actions, or mimics us or any of the other tactics he does. Its really fun to watch him. He understands almost everything we say to him, but wont obey them tough. He loves to go out. Loves unscrewing all the nuts and wires of his cycle more than riding it. Loves all the loud and fast, hip-hop type songs, dances to it. Everything is a mike for him, holds it like one and goes around the house singing in his own words. He not yet potty-trained though. Sometimes he goes to the bathroom door and calls out to us to do su-su. Other times he does it in his shorts itself. Diapers are used only at night now. Hope fully he would be trained by the time he goes to playschool.

There is so much more to write about him. Will save it for his Birthday Post.

And in between I somehow squeezed in time to watch Slumdog Millionaire and Gajini. The former in a DVD, and Gajini, in bits and parts from the Internet. Slumdog was ok, loved the songs though. I liked Gajini a lot. Asin was wonderful and beautiful. And I am big fan of Aamir, so there is no words which actually suits him. He is more that incredible.

P.S: Had to delete the previous post. Did not want to sued by those guys :)

This, That, Good news and Bad news.

This: Just tried something diff with the blog. Did a lot of experiment on Picasa and came up with the pic on the header. All suggestions are welcome.

That: Nothing much, life is going on. Republic day was spent at the park and some pending shopping. Had a small flag hosting ceremony at the terrace of the building. That is where I realized that I was singing the national anthem after years, and made quite a lot of mistakes. SHAME ON ME.
**is there anyone else I cane share the shame with?**

Good news: One of my very good friend Naz, who had a ovarian cyst, and was being treated for it, had very few chances of having a baby.( No, that's not the good news..). The good news is, after going through all the treatments and the sadness that accompanied it, she gave birth to a baby boy.I am so happy for her. Its all God's Grace.

Bad news: One of our building mate, Preethi expired today due to cancer. The worst part is she is just 35 and had two kids aged 5 and 10. I was really depressed when I heard the news. She had breast cancer around two years ago, but was treated and was perfectly fine. Last June, it resurfaced and spread throughout the body.

Life is so short. We really should take care of ourselves and and loved ones, and leave the rest to God.