Engine Thushhhhhh Kartaa...

Some days back I blogged about Pratham's fetish for planes. But from the past 2 weeks, the interest has shifted to guess what? - Yeah easy. Trains. Only he calls them engine.

It all started when my parents left for home by the train. Krishna took Pratham to the Engine and described it. Once Back to the compartment you should have seen Pratham's delight. He narrated in his baby language how the engine went 'THUSHHHHHHHHH' - it let out steam and the poor dear was sooooooo scared that he held his papa tightly and wouldn't let go even after coming to the compartment in some 15 mins. But once he warmed up to the description, so cleverly asked by my mom, there was no stopping it.


It was then a non stop looping of these sentences spoken in various permutations of the words

' Engine Thushhhhhh Kartaa ' ( -> The Engine goes THUSHHHHHHHH)

Kitlee Hod Ashillee ( -> How big was the engine ?)

Mast Hod Ashillee ( -> It was huge)

Pratham Basun wata tatut ( -> Pratham will sit in this and go to grandparents' place)

Red Color engine.


And then I have downloaded a whole lot of Marathi Baalgeete(Children's Songs) with animations. He just loves them . His particular favourite nowadays is 'Mamachya Gavala Jauyaa' (ie. Lets go to Uncles' Village) . This Animation shows a very live looking Train which totters on the line with a couple of kids dancing and singing this song.

So he spends his time seeing and singing this song.


And then Last week when we went to GOA, we went by the train and that week was anyways spent on trains going from Goa to Kumta and then Kumta to Goa and then Back to Bangalore. SO well.. Pratham's 'Engine' mania reached its peak. The entire day was spent in 'THUSHHHHHH' and 'KOOOOOOOOOOOOO' to top that my parents and my SIL bought him two different train sets and well.. the reat is history...

Back to adult life, this enginomanio, reminds me of KUSUMAGRAZ's famous poem 'AAG GADI'. If you get a chance to read this you will realize that the poem reads like the chugging of the train. I tried googling for it but am yet to find a site which hosts even a part of the poem. Do let me know if anyone of you gets a hint.

Self Praise...

Today one of my junior colleagues told me that he and many of them like my management style. Seems a group of them are going to approach the leadership team to have me lead the team instead of the other person who is being slated to take up the responsibility once our current manager leaves!!



Friends whether I get that role or not!! I am happy that people around find me competent!!



I am a straight person. I am a fair person. I believe that whatever task is to be done should be done diligently and thoroughly. I drive towards that. Many people see me as aggressive. I, on the contrary think that I am not as belligerent as needed. I still need to hone my management skills. I need to also learn some Chanakya Neeti !! Yes , now once I do that , I wont be able to call myself straight, fair and all that. But If I am to survive this tough corporate world..

Pratham says...

A Chudi Pant of Slacks Material is the in thing nowadays. I see many girls wearing that in office and I softly scold myself for making the "No Shopping For Myself Resolution" this year. So when Mom gave me the slacks chudi which she and Raksha bought for me, I was soooooooo elated. Another thing to note is that these slacks are skin colored.



I wore it for the first time today and donned a nice kurta on it. At the first glance, it looked like I had only worn the top and forgotten to wear the pant!!! Hubby dear said that the shocking effect was soon overcome.



But what amuses me is my 2 year ol one's reaction



"Mummy Shame Shame Asaaa!" (in english->Mummy is shame shame)



He came to me and felt my legs, my ankles, my knees and I actually saw a relief on his face when I assured him that I was wearing pants!!!



Boy!! I am amused!!!!