I am Rhea Rajan. Born on 29 March, 2007…and yet with lots to share. My parents are Rekha & Rajan...and we now live in Gurgaon. Do let me know how I blog...

My naming ceremony in Kerala

Posted: April 25th, 2007 | Author: | Filed under: Kerala | Tags: , | 3 Comments »

I woke up with a start. Today is a big day…I am going to be named today. Parents have had their round of discussion…but nobody has consulted me so far.

The least I expect them to do is at least tell me…inform me…but no..they wouldn’t. As if I don’t exist. At least they could tell me how I should spell my name…will it be R-I-Y-A? R-I-A? R-E-A-H? or R-H-E-A?

We have more than 100 guests, who have between them lifted me off my cradle 78 times. I am losing calories quick and fast…at this rate I will become a super model soon.

I have been dressed up in a blue and white frock. What color sense? And mom, if you ever going to read this…I was being sarcastic.

Guess what…my family from Madurai (in Tamil Nadu) are also here. Way too many relatives, I must be having. The four visitors from Madurai are: my uncle called Murugan, an aunt called Deepa, another aunt called Sumathi and my paternal grand mother called Selvi.

It is sad to note that my paternal grand father passed away before I was born. I came to know because half the oldies who saw me said I could be the re-incarnation of my own paternal grand pa. Interesting story…but I will have to know more of my paternal grand pa to believe it.

I can see sorrow in my maternal grand mothers eyes…probably she is thinking of how happy her husband would have been on this day. But hey, I am back…remember?

Apparently this naming thing is big. I got gold bangles, chains, anklets, waist bands etc. Not to mention some 20-30 clothes….do clothes for babies come that cheap?


My father is back again

Posted: April 24th, 2007 | Author: | Filed under: Father | Tags: , , , | 1 Comment »

My father must really love me. He is back again in Kerala.

There is another big news…he is going to quit Yahoo, where he has been working for the last eight months. Says, he wasn’t happy there. I had to wait for a full 30 minutes, which seemed like a lifetime before I could find out where he was going to work.

Apparently, there is a company called ibibo.com, in a far off place called Gurgaon…my father is joining them in a month. He is very excited about the offer but a little scared of the place. Says, people are really rude and lots of crime. What is crime? The day my mother can hear me…I will ask her.

People have started arriving in droves. Some of them will be staying with us for the night, cramping us further. Gosh…don’t these people learn? Didn’t I give them enough hints in the hospital itself?

I really hate it when my mother changes my wet panties in front of all these relatives. And I hate it further when they come close to me and shout in my ears: “Ohhh….the baby is getting her name tomorrow!”


They are fighting over a name for me

Posted: April 23rd, 2007 | Author: | Filed under: Father, Mother | Tags: , , | 1 Comment »

There have been calls to and fro. Father and mother have been fighting over my name. I can hear the full conversation because when mother feeds me, she uses the speaker phone.

Apparently, we will have a super dress like Superman...just that instead of an S we will have a R on our chest. Very unfashionable, my parent. The blue and red combo is so 19th century!

Apparently, we will have a super dress like Superman...just that instead of an "S" we will have a "R" on our chest. Very unfashionable, my parent. The blue and red combo is so 19th century!

I wouldn’t have bothered listening if my mother hadn’t angrily banged the phone and said: “It was a mistake marrying a internet savvy man. When asked for name suggestions…how dare he take a print out of all pages from babynames.com and courier it across?”

Next time, my father called…they started the discussion again. My father suggested “Anamika” (my mother suspects that it was the first name in the babynames.com list).

When my mother confronted my father with what she thought of the name, my father suggested “Zulfi”.

Even I could see that this would have been the last name in the list.

After a lot of discussion, it has been decided that my name will be “Rhea”. I like the name…goes well with my surname “Rajan”.

My only problem with the name is that it has a Greek origin and means a singer. Why would you name somebody a singer when you have already stuffed the person with so much music in the womb itself. So much so, I now hate carnatic music. Gimme some head banging stuff and I am game any day.

PS: Overheard my parents conspiring about forming a Super Family, like the Supermans and Incredibles. They are going to name our family The ‘R’ Family and our super wear will have a huge “R” on our chest.


I came to know of my family tree, today

Posted: April 10th, 2007 | Author: | Filed under: Grand Parents | Comments Off on I came to know of my family tree, today

In the few days I have spent in this World, I have realized that family is important. Who else, will take care of you when you can’t even wipe your ass?

So, I spent most of my today figuring out my family tree. My father’s parents have been Capt M Ramaswamy, who happens to be a Army man and Selvi Ramaswamy, a home maker. My mother’s parents are KP Chandrashekaran Nair, a Engineer with the Kerala government and Shantha Chandran, again a home maker.

Check out my family tree for a better understanding:

My paternal grand parents are from Tamil Nadu and maternal grand parents are from Kerala. Wonder what language they would want me to speak at home. If there is too much pressure to learn English, Hindi, Tamil and Malayalam...I will just show my parents the middle finger. I hope they understand sign language!

My paternal grand parents are from Tamil Nadu and maternal grand parents are from Kerala. Wonder what language they would want me to speak at home. If there is too much pressure to learn English, Hindi, Tamil and Malayalam...I will just show my parents the middle finger. I hope they understand sign language!

As you can see I have the blood of those that built the nation, and those that saved the nation.

My only grudge is I wasn’t born in a King’s family. Do they still have kingdoms here? When I was here in my last birth, they did have Kings & Queens. Or is it that, we are Kings but are living out in an exile and very soon my father would gather his army…attack his brother who had usurped the kingdom and get back his throne?

Way too many questions on my mind right now…catch you guys tom.


I saw my maternal grand parent’s house today

Posted: April 6th, 2007 | Author: | Filed under: Grand Parents, Kerala | Tags: , , , | Comments Off on I saw my maternal grand parent’s house today

We reached Kedaram today. Came to know that Kedaram is the name of my maternal grand parents house.

I did ask my mother what it means, but she didn’t respond. Pretty snobbish, I would say.

Came to know that my mother and her elder sister Rema (I couldn’t see her in the house) were also born in the same hospital – St Martin De Porres Hospital. Apparently, I have an elder brother called Anupam…he is Rema’s son. Will he also share my house? I wish I get my own private time.

We passed the Girls Government Higher Secondary school on our way to the house and my mother lifted my head to the car window and told me: “Rhea, this is where your mother studied.”

Like I cared. Do I have to study? That’s what matters.

Forgot to tell you…when we reached Kedaram, we were welcomed by Raji aunty and her two daughters – Vidya and Divya. Heard they both are taking professional singing classes and are good singers. Wait till I start singing.

Oops! I spotted a violin (which was used by my mother) and a Veena (which was used by my mother’s sister Rema) in the house. I hope they don’t push me to carnatic music – have had enough of it when I was in my mother’s womb.