Friday, July 26, 2013

*Facepalm* moments.


I am singing 'Edelweiss' to Ri; trying to get him to sleep.

Ri: Eta bhalo gaan noy. Onno gaan gao. (This is not a nice song, sing another one.)
Mama: Konta gaan bolo? (Tell me which one?), Doe a deer?

Ri: Na

Mama: Umm… Lakdi ki kaathi?

Ri: Na

Mama: Tahale konta? (Then, which one?)

Ri: Ota. (That one)

Mama: Konta? (Which?)

Ri: 'Challenge nibi na sala'.

Mama: *facepalm*

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Ri and I are drawing

Ri: Mama aeroplane banao. (Mama, draw an airplane)

I draw something that looks nothing like an airplane. It looks more like a dolphin with wings. I show it to him

Mama: Dekho. Is it okay?
Ri: Hmm. Aeroplane er upor Ri banao. (Draw Ri on top of the airplane.)

So now, I draw a stick figure boy on top of the airplane; just a stick figure without the eyes and mouth on the face. I show it to Ri.

Mama: Theek achche? (Is this okay?)

Ri looks at it for a moment.

Ri: Dnunka kothay? (Where is the penis?)

Mama: *facepalm*

(Ri calls his penis dnunka. Don't ask why. The 'D' in dnunka is silent.)

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Ri, of late has started revolting to anything we say (The expected 'terrible twos'). So his grandmother, whom he calls Thammi, started telling him stories that have a moral.

Thammi: Ekta raja chilo; ekto rani chilo; oder ekta choto chele chilo. (There was a king; there was a queen and they had a little son.)
Ri: Hmm

Thammi: Chele theek kore kheto na; sabai ke maarto; school jeto na. (The boy wouldn’t eat properly; he would hit everyone; he would refuse to go to school.)

Ri: Hmm

Thammi: Ar tar pore…. (And then one day….)

The ending of the stories would differ everyday, but would always end in a moral that boys should not be fussy and good things happen to boys who listen.

Not that it was bringing any difference in Ri's behaviour.

One night while in bed as I was about to tell Ri a bedtime story, he came up with a different thought.

Ri: Mama, ami ekta golpo shonabo. (Mama, let me tell you a story)
Mama: Okay, bolo.

Ri: Ekta raja chilo; ekta rani chilo; oder ekta chele chilo. (There was a king; there was a queen and they had a little son.)

Mama: achcha, then? (Now, it seems like Ri has started relating to the stories. I am glad. I smile)

Ri: Chele khub badmaish chilo. Kotha shunto na (The boy was a naughty one and wouldn’t listen to anyone)

Mama: Tai, tarpore ki holo? (Is it? What happened next?) (I am excited; all those stories by Thammi are finally working)

Ri: Mama, ota rajar chele chilo, ota Ri chilo na... Ri kalke school jaabe na. (Mama, the boy was the king’s son. That wasn’t Ri... Ri will not go to school tomorrow.)

Mama: *facepalm*

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Ps: I did sing 'challenge nibi na sala'.
      I did draw the penis.
     We stopped telling him the ‘Raja Rani’ stories.

27 comments:

  1. I love him. Like really really love him. Can I marry him?

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    1. Ya sure! Please send me a photograph of yours - post card size. And yes, there is only one condition - Ghar Jamai rakhte hobe kintu.......

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    2. :D. You sure can, Parama.

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  2. I've told you before that he's an amazing kid.

    PS: How did you know that there is a silent D?

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    1. Ya, he is quite funny.

      Okay, on the silent D bit, it's like how you would say 'Wednesday', or 'Djinn' or 'Edge'. The 'da' sound is almost there yet it is not there.

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  3. Ommmma.... Ri is such a darling! I shd meet this little champ soon :) Ki mishtiiiii my God!

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    1. :D Sure. You should meet him. He is very social.

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  4. I adore Ri. and as I had mentioned before, 'oke chotkabo!'

    Could you please record a clip when you next sing 'Challenge Nibi na Sala'? I'm sure Ri will make you sing it again.

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    1. :D Na, record korbo na. :D :D :D

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    2. That reminds me, my husband's 2.5 years old cousin has recently stated that he knows his father, grandfather and himself have 'Pakhi', while his mum doesn't. :\

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  5. He nowadays slowly reminds me of Abdullah from Tintin! Ahem!

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  6. Ri simply rocks period!!!

    my god look at his application capability... mindblowing!! @Subhro I shall send across my post card size photograph asap

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  7. Amar facebook photographs dekhiye janiyo if he likes me. If he does, then I'm marrying him!

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  8. Had I been his age, your son could've been my hero, Diptee di!

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  9. hi deepti
    ajker bachara sanghatik!!!amar 5 bochorer chele ar 1.4 yr e mein deber paglu dancer er fan ...ar thik dupur 2 theke 2.15 sangeet banglae ota debei ...ota na dekhe ora sute jabe na!!!!!raja ranir golpo redundent ...amar chele eto prosno korte suru korechilo ...je ekta raja..ar ekta ranir opor ar othe ni ..so it has stopped!!!bt enjoy this phase it will disappear like the morning dew!!!

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    1. I agree, Sudha. Shotti era sanghatik. Ar sangeet bangla ja addiction hoyeche, it's crazy. Well, yest I am totally enjoying the phase.

      Thanks for dropping in. :)

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  10. Olley baba...he's like little Denise the menace :D Sanghatik buddhi re....
    As Sudha suggested,.... enjoy having him at home, very soon he'll be ready to fly out of the nest.
    Enjoyed reading!!

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  11. This is one of the best ways to have your memories intact. Imagine Rihu reading all of this once he grows up!

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  13. Diptee,these just bring back memories,very well written and I enjoyed reading your side of the tale immensely.Keep it up and am really looking forward to a book now.

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