Wooden toys


They are different from the fancy toys she’s got and she’s fascinated with the set for now . Rolling imaginary chapatis , insisting I eat them ‘garam garam’ , she sometimes struggles to work the atta chakki cause her fingers cannot seem to get a grip . My little one reminds me of my own childhood , I had a red set back then and they always sold wooden toys at little stalls in Bandra Fair . For the last few years , these have disappeared from the fair . Not many takers I was told .

I remember my maternal grandma , about 13 years ago when she was bed ridden and writhing in pain .I went to meet her before a trip to Goa. I asked her if she’d like me to get her anything and she said ‘ wooden toys from Sawantwadi’ . I was surprised but assured her I’d try my best . We stopped by at Sawantwadi which is about two hours away from my home in Goa and that was the first time I got a closer look at what was once my mum’s native town . Wooden fruits , veggies , vehicles and all sorts of wooden show pieces adorned the market place . We picked granny’s toys and once we were back , hurried to give them to her . Her face lit up .Godma , granny and I played like we were little girls and granny forgot her pain for sometime . In a few months , she passed away . The wooden toys are safely kept , memories of granny’s second childhood in little wooden cups of joy !




Baby believes that ….

Christmas is Santa’s birthday . She’s been singing happy birthday Santa , clapping gleefully and kissing her Santa pillow expecting a birthday party and some cake . ( Can’t blame her , everyone we meet tells her Santa is on his way ) .

Frosty the snowman had a very shiny nose ! ( mixing up two songs  , but I love the way she sings it )

Santa lives on the moon and has a cow .

We must keep a glass of juice for Santa instead of milk and carrot/ tomato soup for the reindeer outside the door . I don’t know if they’ll fancy that , but we can give it a shot .