Trip down memory lane

In the beginning of 2019, my parents shifted base to Kolkata. Which meant selling off our house in Jamshedpur, the place which will always remain my home. This was a difficult decision but we had to play along because this was the best thing to do given that my parents are getting older.

So when my mother told me that we had some unfinished business to take care of in Jamshedpur, I immediately leapt at the idea.

Going back to Jamshedpur was quite important for me also because this time I had my yet-to-be-5 months old-son who accompanied us. Though he would not remember anything about this trip, it was important for me to take him to the place I called home.

My uncle came to pick us up from the railway station and during the drive he was updating us on the changes. I was already feeling like we don’t belong to the city anymore.

On the first day we finished the work for which we were visiting. The next day we decided to visit our home (which of course was not ours anymore). As soon as I asked the autowala to take a left turn to enter our lane my heart sunk. My head was flooded with many questions (where are we going to ask the autowala to stop? What would have happened to our house? How will I feel seeing our own house?). But I put my head to rest and tried keeping myself calm until I saw what has become of our house. It’s now a 4 storey house and almost nothing is similar to what we had left behind.

Labourers were still finishing the paint work. I gathered some courage and entered the premises and looked around to see if I can still find a corner which seemed familiar. I wanted to click a picture of my baby there. And I was lucky, the ground floor veranda was same. Clicked a quick picture. One of the labourers asked me if there is something he can help with, and with a heavy voice I said this was our home and we were just walking around. He smiled as I guess he understood.

We met the neighbours who greeted us well and we met ‘dai’. She was our house-help and has always been family. She was so happy to see us and my baby. We talked endlessly and it was finally time to say a final goodbye to the ‘bank colony’ (which is what our neighbourhood was referred as).

Jamshedpur is home because of our house and also because of my uncles and aunts. All of them made us feel special, treated us with good food and warmth.

I am writing this on our train journey back to Kolkata. Thinking about the whole trip and putting the memories in a pensieve (reference Harry Potter/Prof Dumbledore) for later while my baby is looking out of the window awestruck.

This was my baby’s first train journey and to the place which will always remain home!

The brand new mommy in the block!

Back to telling tales after a hiatus…

While I was away, I delivered a baby boy, adjusted myself to being sleep-deprived or managing with a few hours here and there, became an even better multi-tasker (I am known for my multi-tasking abilities!), got back to driving, mostly stepping out of the house once a week for an hour or two (this has been quite a challenge for a person who doesn’t like to sit at home even when unwell). And now I know the worth of the little joys and feel grateful when I am allowed those.

My baby is almost five months old now and it’s quite interesting to notice how he has made his space. First my womb, then my wardrobe, our bed, my phone (gallery), my mind, my heart, my time…he sure has made his space everywhere.

Meanwhile, each day is a new day when you are dealing with an infant. And hence you end up honing your skills and acquire new ones.

Meeting deadlines has always been my forte. But I have clearly reached new levels because now the deadlines are around an infant who can ensure that mommy is on her toes all the time. The key is to put systems in place and bettering it every day. Planning things in advance also matters but with an infant many a times when plan A fails, you have to be ready with plan B.

People say that women are multi-taskers and I totally agree. However I would also like to add that mothers are the epitome of multitasking.

Motherhood has also gifted me patience! You are dealing with an infant who is unable to understand you while at the same time you are trying your best to decipher their codes. It is this patience which helps you to think through a crisis.

The journey so far, while not being a cakewalk, has been fulfilling. It has made me a better person. It has made me more sensitive and considerate to my surroundings, has made me appreciate the necessity of time management and the drive for quality work. After all, no stone can be left unturned for the little one!

And now I am looking forward to balancing a healthy career and motherhood.

Wishing everyone a very happy and fulfilling New Year!