30th May
2016
It was exactly a year ago, when I’d gone to Kirtika’s place
and held you in my arms. You were the size of my palm and just like that, then
and there you belonged in my heart.
A year later, I can’t even imagine life without you. In fact
I survived the year coz of you, and just you.
I remember I held you close to my heart on the drive back
home and you whined for your mom, all the way. And then, just like that I
become your mom.
People think, I’m a mom to
Naina-Kanishk. Giving birth gave me mommyhood. But I know and you know that
you’re my first and will always be. It
was you I held nights in my arms as I slept on the floor, thinking you’d fall
from the bed. It was you I’d swaddle in my chunnis and put to sleep on a bean
bag turned cradle with soft toys and
chewies. It was you who I first rocked
to sleep in my lap with lullabyes. It was for you I’d stayed up all night
crying when you got hurt for the first time. All this much much before my
twins. In fact I think you brought me the luck as I only tested positive 2
weeks after you came into my home.
So remember, I’m your Mumma first
and foremost.
To all those who think that having a dog could be dangerous
around my children:
I just wanna tell you that besides the point that Rumi is my
child herself, I don’t think Naina-Kanishk would have been there, if not for
her.
Firstly, she got me the luck and the mother hormones, which
preceded the coming of the twins.
Secondly, she was the sole person in charge of keeping me
happy throughout a very difficult pregnancy. I owed my mental health and
stability to her. Not to mention that she curled up protectively near my tummy
to warm my babies.
Thirdly, and the most FINAL point: I’d any day trust Rumi
over any person around my babies – coz dogs are more predictable animals than
human beings. Plus Rumi’s life is all about unconditional love and my babies
are a part of her pack. She’ll do anything to protect them, in fact.
A silly little in-promptu song for my silly little Rumi. It
goes like ‘Bingo’ coz we’ve been
clapping a lot to that lately.
There was a mumma
Who had a dog and Rumi was her name-o
R-U-M-I
R-U-M-I
R-U-M-I
And Rumi was her name-o
With a curious nose
And an antennae tail
A skip was in her walk-o
Velvety ears
So soft to touch
Alma was her food-o
L-O-V-E
L-O-V-E
L-O-V-E
You so much I love-o
Papaya, pototo, paneer and eggs
Choostix, biscuits, bones-o
Carrots, cucumber, peanut, gram
All eaten still she’s hungry – o
Always – Hungry – Rumi – Dear
Always – Hungry – Rumi – Dear
Always – Hungry – Rumi – Dear
Why so hungry Rumi – o?
With beagle friends and human friends
You’re so friendly Rumi-o
With a shiny coat and a pretty face
You’re the prettiest pretty we-know
Amber – Socks – Zappa and Fifi
Zoey – Bubli – Zairo and Churan
Zazu – Flash – Dylan and Pebble
Are some of your friends – o
There was a mumma
Who had a dog and Rumi was her name-o
R-U-M-I
R-U-M-I
R-U-M-I
And Rumi was her name-o
Love you my li'l rums, gujariya, pan-chaaali, rumbu-sumbu, poopy, dobby, chhotu, zumbaroo, hingospa and everything else and more we've called you out of 'machmacheee'.
