Since Pranika blossomed into my arms like the lotus in a pond, I had been keeping a track of her growing up and making a note of her habits. Along with that, her development at the end of every two weeks, personal growth at every step, opportunities and available resources for her to grow and develop were also being tracked by me with care and precision.
I tried to ensure she did not feel the lack of or dearth of anything. As true to her name, she always lived in prosperity and abundance welcoming 'Arigato Money/Luck/Relationships' wherever she went. She got the perfect paediatrician, the perfect teachers, the perfect nannies, the perfect books, the perfect weather, the perfect clothes and the list is endless.
The most memorable has been her monthiversaries which we planned with meticulousness. Her first monthiversary in the month of January was rather religious- I read the Sundarkand, a part of the great Hindu text, Ram Charitmanas (written by Goswami Tulsidas). An hour-long recitation was followed by distribution of sweets and a special lunch.
Her second monthiversary in the month of February heralded the era of love- Valentine specials and Saraswati Puja going on at the same time. It was spring time and a spring in every step made us all very joyous and humbled as I sang the Saraswati Song (Hey Sharidey Maa) for her. There was also some celebration at the building where we went downstairs for a short puja, offered prayers on behalf of Pranika and took her for a trip to the temple.
This time her third monthiversary in March is time for the colorful festival, Holi. Festivities began on the 13th itself. We went out for a movie with Pranika in my baby carrier, along with her paraphernalia. She watched the first thirty minutes quietly. But as she woke up to see the dark cinema hall, she began wailing. I took her out immediately and fed her with formula milk. I sat outside for sometime as I bought myself some cheese nuggets.
After the interval, mom suggested I sit in the front seats. I sat there and watched the rest of the movie as she slowly went off to sleep in my lap.
And then there were outings with Nanaji (my father), Nani (my mother) and Holi celebrations with Mama-Mami (Dhrubedita).
Lets see what the other birth anniversaries have in store for this precious child.
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