Dear Soham
It's your sixth birthday. This time, you can read some of the words that I will be writing.
I do not know how to start this blog. I remember you have changed so much, grown so much from last year to this year. Last year around this time, I was so worried about you. When we first came to Australia last year, you joined family day care everyday for 5 days. You were not every happy then. You wished to go to school with Dada.
This year, finally you are doing it. Isn't it great. Also it has been a lot of relief to Ama and Buwa that you and Dada go to same school. You have same timings and you have same holiday. That is simply wonderful.
Last year, you were struggling with limited English you had. Now, this year I have to be fearful of you forgetting Nepali. I like the way you say "So?" to some of my questions. It is funny and cute at the same time. There was a time when you were calling me "Man............", I told you I was "Woman", then you asked me whether it is okay to call me "dude". I said, I am happy being just "Ama".
You are learning so many different words everyday. Your teacher says, you are learning very well. You by now know all your rocket words, alien words and star words, isn't that simply great.
In music, it has been revolution of sorts. You went through all phases of music. Last year, you were hooked to "Dhoom Machale" song by Hritik Roshan. And you were dancing non stop to same song more than 50 times a day. I had by then regarded Hritik as baby sitter, oh, how well he took care of you in those times, keeping you out of trouble and mischief, making you dance non-stop. Then, suddenly, this dhoom phase was over. Then, you turned into Namah Sivaya song. This one and half hour of chanting of Om Namah Sivay was welcome change in the beginning. But I came to a point when I was questioning whether I will remain atheist for too long if you continue like that.
Then, without warning, once Dada introduced you to this song called " So stressed out" and then...............started the whole phase of you and Dada humming Stressed out non stop. The way I remember these days you are buffering between some weird Michael Jackson and Bon Jovi Songs, thank god for youtube and that little tab in youtube that allows you to do voice search. And doesn't that voice search sometimes act crazy giving you some totally weird funny results.
Let me remember the highlights of this year with you. There was this phase of Nagging. Me and Shubham called it "Nyang Nyang", looks like it is gone for a while.
Why I am writing all these stuffs for you is because I want to remember the way you were. And I also hope that you can see yourself the way you were. Because my son, time seems to be going so quickly these days. There was a time when I hoped you would grow up too soon. Now when I watch you being six year old in a blink of an eye, I wished time went bit slowly for me to enjoy your cuteness and funny questions. And you love me so much and you express so much of your love to me. You repeatedly tell me " I love you so much". Hug and kiss me so many times a day. And occasionally you tell me when I take you for a treat in Macdonald" you are such a good mom".
What more can a mom ask for. Nothing more. You and Dada are the whole world to me and Buwa. Ouch, I am sorry, I feel like I left Buwa out of this. But you and Buwa share a special bond with each other. When you were little, Buwa was more of a mother to you than I was. He did everything that mother does to take care of a baby. And perhaps that is why, you have a soft and kind nature. But sometimes, I have to find them out. What I mean about it, you know right.
