Tuesday, April 26, 2005

All Grown Up!

Last month my oldest friend had a baby. We had met in kindergarten where she was the one with a drippiest nose and a HUGE handkerchief pinned to her pinafore that she had no clue what to do with. She was the one who climbed a Jamoon tree on the first day of summer, fell from the topmost branch, broke a leg and spent her entire summer vacation in a cast. She was the one whose sage advice to the silent, listening class on how the best way to handle the tight slaps of the Hindi teacher was to move your head side-to-side yourself, that way the slaps would never really hurt. If you offered resistance, you are the one who will end up hurt she said. Very sound advice that. She was the one who climbed the basketball pole in school with her skirt hanging over her head, just to show us that it could be done, it was not necessarily a guy thing. She was the Vice President of the one and only club I have founded, the one that was so secret we can’t tell you the name even now. In the 10th grade she stood on the stage in an important role in a serious Hindi play. She was in a sari, very dignified and all. She began her dialogue and the pallu started slipping. Any Indian can tell you what a no-no that is. By the end of the play it was on the floor. The hisses from the front row, the side wings, fellow actors, and soon the entire auditorium failed to get her attention. She was that serious about her dialogue. She was paired as my girl (being among the tall ones I was often assigned the boy role) in a folk dance. We had to turn round and round swirling these sticks in the grand finale. The fake braided hair extension that had been pinned to her short style left her head, did its own little dance, and traveled the entire breadth of the stage to hit the Chief-Guest in the knee. SHE is now a MOTHER. And a great one at that from what I can tell. The baby is an angel and my friend is up and about, planning her life and getting on with her own career. She regaled me with her daughter’s antics today, telling me how fast she’s growing up. But WOW, when did that happen? When did my friend grow up?

22 Comments:

Blogger AmitL said...

LOL...Gratisgrab,that's a good one...'When did my friend frow up?'...quite an interesting post.

8:24 PM  
Blogger Sudipta Chatterjee said...

Yeah, guess you missed the metamorphosis between your secret club and the transition into being a woman form a girl.

9:40 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

LOL @ slap-theory of your friend

9:43 PM  
Blogger sanguine said...

i know ..it makes you wonder when you grew up yourself... *sigh* beautifully written .

9:49 PM  
Blogger phatichar said...

Your friend and you, both haven't essentially grown up. Life around you has just gotten a little wider and bigger and you...in fact, we all for that matter are adjusting ourselves to the life that we lead because of our physical growth. In our minds, none of us actually grow. We don't want to.

9:51 PM  
Blogger phatichar said...

"Saale phatichar, dialogue-baazi mein sab bhool jaata hai". That was a straight-from-the-heart post, gratis. Touching. Very touching indeed. :) Wish your 'grown up' mom friend for me, will ya?

9:53 PM  
Blogger shub said...

Your friend has grown up? Naaah, some ppl will remain kids always :-) Lets hope she still is one! :)

11:25 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

cute! I wish your friend all the luck to bring her daughter up just like her.

4:48 AM  
Blogger anumita said...

Amazing, isn't it? How time flies and how friends get into other roles in life.
Hope your friends hasn't really 'grown up'.

6:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I see you have enough material for the baby... to 'regale her with moms antics':)

Congrats to your friend on the baby..

Is this the first time you are aunty-ji? It is quite a job..

6:42 AM  
Blogger GratisGab said...

Amit uncle - Thanks :)

Sudipta - I did! In my mind she is still a kid herself. When we meet or catch up on the phone, we still talk like we used to in those days. Non-stop giggling and all that.

Anon - There were several more...some XXX ones too! :)

Sanguine - Thanks! I know, scary though na, time zipping by! So much to do, so much to do...

Phatichar - Your first line threw me off...till I went on to read the whole analysis. yes, I do believe you have a point. Inside our heads we are still the giggling school girls. Thanks very much for the "straight-from-the-heart" compliment. It was, (I did not bother editing) and I was happy to hear it got through.

7:30 AM  
Blogger GratisGab said...

shub - You know, I think the silly giggles and PJs that punctuate her conversation are assuring me of that very fact. The kid is still there in there...:)

alpha - will duly deliver! I hope so too. Her pictures look like a carbon copy of that drippy-nose kid.

anumita - it is. it makes you want to make time stand still. yes, it was different when other friends and older ones had babies. this friend and i have been together since school and college days. we got married around the same time too...so it's like WOW.

sqrl/nt - Buhahahaha! that's the plan. whatever she does will be oh-so-mild sompared to what aunty-ji will tell her about her Mom. That Mom has her work cut out for her! Both my brother and sister have kids. And yes, it's no easy job. And you have to work so hard to ensure you are not another cookie-cutter aunt. I think the reason my friend having a baby made me go down memory lane is because we have gone through the "rites" of life pretty much at the same time and almost always together. we did school, undergrad school, graduate school, got married and stuff like that always around the same time, while our siblings went through their rites around the same time too...hmmmm...

7:43 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sweet post. I can relate very much. Write more, more.

-Shobha

9:47 AM  
Blogger GratisGab said...

Shobha - Thanks. Trying, trying.

Patrix - Enjoy school. It's a great period. Do all the crazy things now.

12:20 PM  
Blogger Peg said...

Hi! Thanks for stopping by Peg's Pen (My tranquil place) and your comment, most slip in and out without so much as a fingerprint! ;-)

Very nice, these posts I have read, horlicks and the very mysterious? or not plane ride!

You are an excellent writer, I am honored to be here! :-)

4:06 PM  
Blogger GratisGab said...

Peg - Wow, thanks. Do drop by whenever you feel like!

6:08 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

beautiful :). I agree with alpha...hope your friends baby grows up to be just like her :).

Ashwin
www.infinitelimits.blogspot.com

8:47 PM  
Blogger GratisGab said...

Thanks Ashwin! She looks just like her already...a mini-version of my friend ! :)

7:12 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Adorable !

So did u say u guys did everything together ?

So does that mean ..... kya Gabbie, any good news to be "expected" ? *Wide grin*

7:49 PM  
Blogger GratisGab said...

Ash - NOOOOO! abhi itna kuch karna hai...can't climp kili with a baby no? :)

9:30 PM  
Blogger Twilight Fairy said...

I guess.. most of us really grow up only when we have our own offsprings.. :p.. :)..

12:51 AM  
Blogger GratisGab said...

Maybe. And maybe we all are just as old as we think we are. I'm beginning to believe that.

10:35 AM  

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