Hello beautiful people. How are
you all doing?? I know I know I have been missing from the action for long…
three and a half months to be precise! Well, is that the longest that I have
been missing from action in my blog… I don’t know that actually.
Well this time this slumber is
not out of laziness. This time it’s because of a great happiness, a little dude
who is super energetic has been keeping me away from the laptop all this while!
We’ve been blessed with a little bundle of joy this July and that’s where all
my time and energy (if anything is left in me anymore) is being channelized since
My little man doesn’t sleep
throughout the day apart from some 5 min naps here and there (that’s when I
manage to eat and finish my bath) but the best part is he sleeps through the
night! That is such a blessing!! Well I should keep all these stories for a new
mommy blog maybe. What I am trying to say is I am hardly left with anytime to
write. I have been trying to write this post for long and believe me blogging
from phone or ipad sucks.. big time.
Do you remember I had written a
post ‘What’s in a Name?’ some time back? It was about dealing with the
complexity of one’s name. And guess what I just went through it all over again
this time. But since it is about my son I fought… fought against almost
everyone for naming him. When you have a large family you can expect a barrage
of ad vices from everyone. Similarly came the suggestions for names – did I say suggestions??
They were direct orders. And all I said to each name was yuck!!!
I mean who names a little baby
Tomojit??? I would hate anyone calling me that if I were a boy!! And this was
being suggested by my mom. Tina + Indrajit = Tomojit!!!! Yeah yuck yuck!!!
However uncommon however Bengali it may sound I was not party to it. And
rejecting mom’s suggestion is a huge task all together. I said no right away in
the hospital bed when I was still going through the post-operative pain.
Then came other funny ones –
Dhanush, Sharath, Subhojit etc etc I have lost count of them now. Indro had
left all that to me, thankfully! I always wanted my baby to have a simple yet
beautiful meaningful name which would be easy to pronounce. We searched a lot
on contemporary names but all those resulted in things like Aadrik (by the time
he reaches school he would become adrak for sure!! Adrak is Hindi for ginger,
if you didn’t know) , Ansh, Arihant, Kinjal, Mayank, Ahaan, Ayan etc etc and I
didn’t like any of them.
One evening when I was lying down
in the hospital bed waiting for the painkiller to start working, I was thinking
how special my tiny man was for both of us. We had wished for a healthy nice
baby, a little part of us, our own flesh and blood. And he was right there in
the nursery lying in his cozy cot with the tag 335 – S/O Tina Basu. That’s when
I was sure I am going to name him Armaan. Indro was happy with it, which also
meant my road is clear!
Now folks at home did oppose it
telling – its not a Bengali name, someone said it’s an Islamic name etc etc.
But me being me was quite adamant and had put my foot down for Armaan!!
And here he is all happy and
healthy and enjoying his time with his mommy.
Well for me, being a new mommy is
daunting, exhausting, and grueling at times – but it’s also very very
P.S. I had started this post last
night but could finish it only now. But I’ll try to post more often because
even with so many things happening in life my hands itch to