Hello all,
after one whole week I am making my come back, lol.
Actually, after a whole day in the office with all the incoming and outgoing phonecalls, I didn’t find myself fit to blog. Right now, I’m writing the post on MS Word from office pc, since Blogger is appearing weird when launched. I was supposed to post on my experience for Friday 13th which actually did not happen on friday, but instead on thursday. I happened to leave office at 5.15 pm that day, and then got off near Trou Fanfaron Police Station since there was heavy traffic jam. I then headed to Port Louis North Bus Station to take the respective bus for my place. The bus left the station at 5.45 pm and just in front of Ibrahim Edoo Supermarket, the problem arose. The bus hit a motorcycle. And the people there started getting angry for no reason. Eventually, a serious argument broke out between the bus conductor and a fool in the crowd. They started hitting each other and there goes pannic in the bus. We were all afraid that those supporting that fool would attack people in the bus. The bus driver cool and calm, ti p assizer devant so volant ek ti p casse poz guet cinema. And people in the bus were shouting to the driver “Rouler Soffer, Rouler Soffer!!!”…But he seemed to be more attentive to the bus conductor who wanted him to wait here only till he would call the police and those people in blue would come to his rescue.
Honestly, I was scared to death and I was on the point to start crying. Furthermore, one of the persons in the outside crowd had a metal bar in his hand, and he wanted to throw that at the conductor and had he missed the latter, that thing would have come directly on me. Fortunately enough, the driver, after some 15 mins, moved the bus from there. But still, the conductor, due to his ego, wanted to wait for the people in blue. Some people, including me, finally decided to leave from the bus and walk to Desforges Street to catch another bus or taxi. I finally reached home around 6.30 pm. Honestly, I was really very afraid at the time it happened. And that night, I could neither have dinner nor sleep soundly. Enfin cela passe.
Yesterday, was Baby Paree 12th day Bathing Ceremony. And as expected, I reached there late since I was busy with house cleaning at my place. Also, I had to leave for Port Louis to buy a birthday cake since my mum and I had planned for a surprise 50th Birthday for my Phuphu. Paree was looking very beautiful and cute with her pale pink dress. And as expected for bathing ceremonies, she was sleeping very soundly. We then had lunch and as dessert, there was Halwa and birthday cake. The Halwa was very tasty except that it did settle as it should have.
Baby : Miss Paree Vishakha Fowdar — The youngest of our family from Vallee des Pretres.
Phuphu p coupe gato.
I had a really nice day. Then Didi, Jeeja and Ria came home. Ria was not fine, she was suffering from high fever and cold. We were finally able to “embete” her, )I don’t want to use the word “fool”) for a sleep but when she woke up–she was in a really very bad mood. Crying Crying and Crying. Then after dinner, her mood was ok. She started playing and hopping around. Ek pa bizin dir, fer desordre oci! Then when it was time to go home, as usual, “Mo pa pu ale la maison, mo pu reste kot Didi Man ek Nani Man” (Didi Man for me and Nani Man for my mum–Man originating from my “nom lakaz” : Mandini). So again, bizin embete Ria ki next morning pu re amene li chez moi.
Last night, while Didi, mum and I were talking we concluded something based on my observation. I have noticed that those mothers who have delivered their babies normally are more possessive/protective and attached to their kids as compared to those who conceived through a cesaerian. How far is this true? Didi, being student nurse and who has also worked in the marternity wards confirmed me this. Do you agree to this? Even my mum is of this opinion. We tend to believe that the pain endured during normal delivery time is the key factor contributing to this strong feeling of possessiveness. But while typing right now, another thought came to me. What about the 9 months that the child has been sired in the mother’s womb? Maybe a psychologist would be able to answer me about this difference in behaviour towards one’s own kids….
Wondering…Pondering…Thinking…Contemplating…
For me personally, I tend to be hyper possessive towards my closed ones like Mum, Dad, Bro, Ria, Shreya, Didi amongst others, I wonder how I’ll be with my kids :/ Beware!!!
I have finally been able to get this pic, ben bon, mo pa tro rapel kifer mo moi mone fer n vilain figir kumsa…ben bon…passons! Well this pic was taken for my last Sports Day at Gaetan Raynal State College…We had performed on sega for the closing ceremony…We really had fun.
Well, that’s all for now.
Please do voice out your opinions on what i said lastly.
Till the next post,
Take care,
cheers
