My first kiss!

January 31, 2008

I have a problem with long hair. Especially curly long hair. The only thing I feel like doing is pulling them. Since I have no teeth, my gums itch! To get a relief from itchiness, I want to eat you up! They have kissed me enough. Now, its my turn to give it back! Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

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What’s in a name? Apparently a lot!

January 24, 2008

10102007221-001.jpgThey say my name is Krishiv Jani but rarely have I heard anyone calling me by that name. Let me type down the names addressed to me:

Mummy: Keechi (Krishi made to Keechi. I get confused between keechi and kissy)
Papa: Gundoo (derived from gunda [mafia])
Dadaji: Sethji (Well, he belives I am the legal owner of all his property and hence sethji)
Dadima: Kichu-baba, shon-baba, heer-baba, daimond-baba! (Woman are obsessed with jewellery and so is dadima!)
Nanaji: Shona (sona)
Naniji: Sonu, sonputtraaa…. (She calls everyone she loves sonu. It just says how much she loves me!)
Bade Maamu: Kichi baba (Krishiv – Krishi – Krichi – finally kichi)
Maami: Krishiv (She seems to know my name best)
Chotte maamu: Kichi baba (Same explaination)
Badi bua: Dugal, bubble, chikle (She is pagal! lolz)
KJ (chotti bua) : Shonkala, monkala, sevpuri, pani-puri, shonnaaa, chonnnaaa, monaaa, …. (Phew! No comments)


Here I meet my friends!

January 17, 2008

It’s been eight months that I have landed on this earth and I hadn’t met my friends until recently. Every morning, Nanda, our housemaid, takes me for an outing and thats when I see these little boys playing cricket.

241120071054.jpgThey throw away their bat and ball and come running towards me. They are great fun to be with. They watch my every move. They make me feel special. They do funny acts to make me laugh. They forget they are kids themselves when they meet me.

Let me introduce them to you. Not that I know all of them but let me try. Tushar, Tejas and Piyush are the only guys I know. God , when will I get to play cricket with them???


I am obsessed with cars!

January 5, 2008

25112007597.jpgI declare – CARS IS MY OBSESSION. I love driving cars and I discovered this love when my dad allowed me to sit/stand on our real car’s driving seat. Although the car wasn’t moving but the thrill on driving seat is something. Recently, we had been to watch a movie at Imax theatre. I do not understand the movie so I obviously get bored. The loud sound does not allow me to sleep either. Kamiya, my aunt, as usual found a way to entertain me.

Imax Adlabs has a kids section and they have loads of cars, which are even comfortable to me. And it is not some show piece car, its a moving car! with a movable steering. A lot of other drivers were trying to bang my car but the nanny around was defending me. 25112007600.jpgGuess, I was the youngest of the lot. But these days kids I tell you. They are becoming extremely naughty (hehe). I am sure my parents are going to visit Adlabs often now and put me in kids playing section. This way, I will at least embarrass them less by not crying in the middle of the movie.. oops!

And as I was driving, my entire family was staring at me and blushing. Relax guys, this is just a kiddo car. Wait and watch, I will be a racer soon.


All for a hot bod like Hrithik’s!

January 1, 2008

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Toys, toys and toys! I have so many of them and to play with them, I need stamina. This problem is solved too. I have a moving gym with me. While I have learned to attend nature’s call in my poty pot, I exercise in the meanwhile.

The top bar helps me build my biceps. The three ducks stuck there are good for arm exercise. The side bars make my thighs stronger. And most important of091220071095.jpg
all, it keeps me engrossed. In all, it’s a good package.

My mom wants me to have a body like Hrithik Roshan. Mum, I have started working on my body. Let me grow up. I will have a sexier physic than him.



Dhoom machale!

January 1, 2008

I love my nanaji. He was the only one to remember children’s day. He sent a stylish blue colour bicycle for me, which is as good as a bike. Unfortunately though, I have not grown up enough to be riding the bicyle so comfortably. I am just seven months old. (They are expecting too much out of me) But never mind, I am still the proud owner of my third vehicle and have found an innovative way to ride my new bike. Thank you nanaji! muuaaaah!

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Date: November 14, 2007