November 21, 2007
How many of you have owned a vehicle in two months? I have!
And I love it. Its soft, sleek and gives an amazing mileage. It demands no fuel! Just a bit of energy, that too, not mine. Those who take the onus of taking me around the playground need to have extra breakfast to be able to do so.
Have a look at it!

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November 14, 2007
Of late a lot of people have been trying to talk to me. They expect me to smile when they smile. They dance, they jump up and down thinking I would be entertained by their gesture. But no, I can’t figure out what they are up to. They make weird noises and I laugh because I just want to convey, “Guys, good attempt!”
What else do they expect from a month old baby?
Right now all I think of is having my only meal – MILK and sleeping. I LOVE sleeping and I hate everyone who kisses me while I am sleeping. Especially my aunt! Whenever I get up, I see Kamiya staring and smiling at me. God knows she must be kissing me too.
Oh, one more thing, I want to ban all mobile phones with cameras. Specifically the ones with loud flash. I am sure you know why. I am not some monument.
Anyway it’s time to get back and please don’t kiss me!
Date: 20th May 2007
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November 13, 2007
After all that nine months of suffocation, I am FINALLY here. Seems this place is called world.
Right now there are too many people who have apparently come to see me. Why? Am I some joker or what? But never mind, I am loving all the attention. Its 6:48 pm of 11th April 2007. I am just a minute old and this mawshee (nurse-maid) is already being rough with me.
Hey, I just heard a voice, “Is that a male child or a female child?”
“It’s a male child. 6:47:08 pm. Cried immediately,” guess that was the doc.
“Sorry, can you please repeat? Is that a male child or a female?”
“It’s a male child. 6:47:08 pm. Cried immediately”
It’s a baby boy! It’s a baby boy! My dad and aunt were screaming with joy!
Ok ok. I can understand your happiness but chill let me at least loosen up a bit. Gawd! This place looks crowded. Why is everyone staring at me? Is there something wrong with the way I look? Or am I way too cute?
I am stealing all the attention and my poor mum is just distantly looking at me. Glad she got me here. That womb was too boring. I had no friends. No one to play with. No one to love me. Just my mom and I chatting to each other all day long. Yes, dad used to drop in sometimes. Finally, I meet him. I see him more happy than anyone else here. And of course, my grandparents, uncles and aunts just can’t stop blushing.
Great guys! Glad to meet you all. Now allow me to sleep. I am quite fagged out! Seeya.
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