Year IV Month XI (4) - Daughter Diary

Last one week was fun, it appears, as Ridhima looked busy as well as happy at her maternal house in Pune. We came back to Mumbai together yesterday (Sunday) and she is taking her time reclaiming her toys, books, and whatnots since. I have been keeping up the home as per my standards and  Rinku, as usual, was thoroughly unimpressed by my housekeeping skills. I tried compensating it by cooking a simple meal for all of us. I wanted to make up move on. Its been more than 24 hrs since we reached Mumbai and Rinku is still busy making her house a home. A perfectionist she is. I rather look at the mundane household chores from a more philosophical point of view - what is the use of it if everything has to be dirty again. I am sure, some of you would rather find it to be en echo of your own voice. This is perfectly fine.  

The rains are almost here with a couple of spells of heavy pre-monsoon showers as if setting the scene. I for one was not sure that it would rain so early in June and was caught unprepared when I came out of my office at around 8pm it was raining incessantly making my journey home a bit difficult. I braved the first rain of this season well, drenching myself completely while coming back on my reliable motorbike. All it took was 10 minutes but that was enough to take away all the summer heat leaving me pleasantly surprised.

Her recent creation

The Summer Vacation of Ridhima has been just been elongated by more than a week and she is loving it.

Breaking, she just now fell down on the floor from the sofa and injured her lower lip. I rushed in between my blog to find some cotton to wipe the blood off her lips. She kept crying for a while and now she is busy with her mom in the other room. Her Mom and she herself like to check their clothes at least a couple of times a day. The large mirror helps them try them too. Birds of same feather fly together!.

The discussion on how we will celebrate her next birthday of Ridhima is going to be the most important topic of my life for the next one month. Braving this is tougher than braving the rains. I am keeping my legs and fingers crossed.