A trip to Dombivli was planned 2 months in advance as my brother-in-law was getting married in Novemeber. Train bookings were done, well in advance and everything was planned for that 1 week stay. I was happy that I will be meeting all the relatives on Atul's side and will be able to enjoy the wedding before the baby arrives. Once the baby arrives, I may not be able to concentrate on social activities as earlier, at least till he/she grows well enough to understand such celebrations.
But suddenly, Atul had to go to Germany for a month and all my enthusiasm and plans seemed to be fast vanishing in thin air. How was I going to travel alone and who would have accompanied me to Mumbai from Bangalore. As usually happens, the rock in my life, of course my dad came running to Bangalore and took me to Mumbai for the wedding! And I was going to be there till Atul returned to Bangalore and then to Mumbai to fetch me. That means I was going to be there for 1 good month! I was so excited and happy!
The train journey of 24 hrs from Bangalore to Mumbai cost me a lot healthwise. I had a severe pain in the lower back and was unable to walk properly or sit for longer hours. I had to consult a gynaec there and he told me that baby is doing fine, so then mentally I was ready to bear the pain! I am generally sensitive to all kinds of physical pains, but for my baby, I was ready to bear anything and everything. This is what motherhood is all about I think! So, after taking medicines, I was able to attend the wedding and enjoy it too! I met most of the relatives and they were happy to see me and they congratulated me for the very special joy which was about to fill our lives in April next year! I enjoyed all the limelight and the blessings showered on me and had a wonderful time meeting and catching up. Of course, I missed my dearest hubby, but some things cannot be avoided, isn't it?
After spending 2 weeks in my hometown at my maternal home, slowly I started missing Bangalore, my home, the weather, my office. My house in Dombivli is on the main road. Main road means lot of noise and dust and yes, mosquitoes in winter!!! I wondered to myself, I spent 24 years of my life in this very city, in this very house and now suddenly why are things looking so different to me? I am unable to bear the dust on the roads, I got dust allergy. I was unable to sleep at night due to the constant noise of the vehicles on the road and the crowd on the road frightened me. I did not dare to go down for a walk in the evening as I feared that someone would come and knock me down. I was not in any hurry, but the people around me were always running. This is a typical day in life of a Mumbaikar! I was very much part of it when I was in college and found that life quite challenging and interesting. But now after spending 7 yrs in Bangalore, I am out of that race and that thrill and enjoy being laid back and like to lead a silent and slow life. I have been amongst those fortunate ones whose office is near to their house and who do not spend time commuting in Bangalore. I also had the support of my maids, who cooked for me and kept the house clean for me! I had to manage other things in the house, but my husband and my parents, in-laws helped me in every possible way. I did not realize that we already have 5.5 years of marriage behind us and now we are getting ready to welcome a new member to this family!
Back in Mumbai, my parents and grandmother were doing their every little bit to make my stay comfortable there and now as I was expecting, they were pampering me very much. This is the last session of your pampering, my parents told me! I said, yes, I know! All this time, I was the focus of attention and now the focus of attention was going to change in few months time, for good!
Why did this change happen in me? Have I become selfish that I no more like my parent's place or have become so much addicted to the life in Bangalore that life in Mumbai seems boring to me? I love my parents and the maternal house, but still I longed to go back to Bangalore, which was my home only from past 7 years? Why? Have the bonds of love weakened? No, I do not think so. It is just that we get adjusted to the life we live daily and that routine becomes a set patternt for us. A change of few days, say a week or two in other places feels good, but then the yearning to get back to the old routine and old life starts.
I am sure, you all will agree to me. Time changes our habits and perception about people, places and things. It can be for good or for bad. It also depends on how you take the change in your perception about the people and things around you!
So far I am glad to be back to namma Bengaluru and enjoying the city and my home sweet home! And I am very much looking forward to go back to my maternal home with the baby next year!
But suddenly, Atul had to go to Germany for a month and all my enthusiasm and plans seemed to be fast vanishing in thin air. How was I going to travel alone and who would have accompanied me to Mumbai from Bangalore. As usually happens, the rock in my life, of course my dad came running to Bangalore and took me to Mumbai for the wedding! And I was going to be there till Atul returned to Bangalore and then to Mumbai to fetch me. That means I was going to be there for 1 good month! I was so excited and happy!
The train journey of 24 hrs from Bangalore to Mumbai cost me a lot healthwise. I had a severe pain in the lower back and was unable to walk properly or sit for longer hours. I had to consult a gynaec there and he told me that baby is doing fine, so then mentally I was ready to bear the pain! I am generally sensitive to all kinds of physical pains, but for my baby, I was ready to bear anything and everything. This is what motherhood is all about I think! So, after taking medicines, I was able to attend the wedding and enjoy it too! I met most of the relatives and they were happy to see me and they congratulated me for the very special joy which was about to fill our lives in April next year! I enjoyed all the limelight and the blessings showered on me and had a wonderful time meeting and catching up. Of course, I missed my dearest hubby, but some things cannot be avoided, isn't it?
After spending 2 weeks in my hometown at my maternal home, slowly I started missing Bangalore, my home, the weather, my office. My house in Dombivli is on the main road. Main road means lot of noise and dust and yes, mosquitoes in winter!!! I wondered to myself, I spent 24 years of my life in this very city, in this very house and now suddenly why are things looking so different to me? I am unable to bear the dust on the roads, I got dust allergy. I was unable to sleep at night due to the constant noise of the vehicles on the road and the crowd on the road frightened me. I did not dare to go down for a walk in the evening as I feared that someone would come and knock me down. I was not in any hurry, but the people around me were always running. This is a typical day in life of a Mumbaikar! I was very much part of it when I was in college and found that life quite challenging and interesting. But now after spending 7 yrs in Bangalore, I am out of that race and that thrill and enjoy being laid back and like to lead a silent and slow life. I have been amongst those fortunate ones whose office is near to their house and who do not spend time commuting in Bangalore. I also had the support of my maids, who cooked for me and kept the house clean for me! I had to manage other things in the house, but my husband and my parents, in-laws helped me in every possible way. I did not realize that we already have 5.5 years of marriage behind us and now we are getting ready to welcome a new member to this family!
Back in Mumbai, my parents and grandmother were doing their every little bit to make my stay comfortable there and now as I was expecting, they were pampering me very much. This is the last session of your pampering, my parents told me! I said, yes, I know! All this time, I was the focus of attention and now the focus of attention was going to change in few months time, for good!
Why did this change happen in me? Have I become selfish that I no more like my parent's place or have become so much addicted to the life in Bangalore that life in Mumbai seems boring to me? I love my parents and the maternal house, but still I longed to go back to Bangalore, which was my home only from past 7 years? Why? Have the bonds of love weakened? No, I do not think so. It is just that we get adjusted to the life we live daily and that routine becomes a set patternt for us. A change of few days, say a week or two in other places feels good, but then the yearning to get back to the old routine and old life starts.
I am sure, you all will agree to me. Time changes our habits and perception about people, places and things. It can be for good or for bad. It also depends on how you take the change in your perception about the people and things around you!
So far I am glad to be back to namma Bengaluru and enjoying the city and my home sweet home! And I am very much looking forward to go back to my maternal home with the baby next year!
