- Kareena has dandruff problem, Katrina has dry hair problem, Shilpa has hairfall problem and Priyanka has chip-chip.
I take the same route on my walk every day, and the variations I make are now very limited, because time is a constraint (today KTB started yowling well before I got back, and ruined her parents’ sleep.) But I feel that every day’s walk is different..I see different things, or see the same things differently.
Don’t you know, little infant, As you push away that bottle, That this one ounce of milk (That you’re reluctant to finish) And the need to get it into you… Is the reason I’m here, Halfway around the world? Caring for you is… This tiny bit of milk, Washing bottles, wiping your tiny, Dimpled bottom, and changing your nappy. Bathing and then massaging you, And hearing you chortle with delight. It’s also watching you, as you sleep, With your pudgy little arms Slowly coming down to rest After flying up when you get disturbed. It’s my delight when you begin to coo; It’s my wondering when you will begin To turn over, instead of lying, curled With your tiny frog-legs up in the air. My home may be far away: But my heart is here, with you, In your soft skin, and your toothless smile.
I do understand the need for scientific names, but I also must add the caveat that they are not required by everyone; some of us ambling-along nature-lovers find some scientific names very off-putting indeed. How interesting it is, to tell a group of children, “See the Spittle-bugs!
I wanted to do the Miniature Museum, but here’s one review that I found very unsettling: