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...

Tau Devi Lal Park in Gurgaon

Posted: December 12th, 2010 | Author: | Filed under: Grand Parents, I, me, myself | Comments Off on Tau Devi Lal Park in Gurgaon

See pictures of me attending the Biodiversity Tau Devilal Park in Gurgaon with my parents and grand parents one winter morning.


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.


We are going to my grand parents house tomorrow

Posted: April 5th, 2007 | Author: | Filed under: Grand Parents, Kerala | Tags: , , | Comments Off on We are going to my grand parents house tomorrow

Everybody is busy today. Or at least they appear to be.

They are packing all the stuff and paying off the bills. I overhear my grand father and my mother comparing the costs of a delivery in Chennai and Kannur. Apparently, Chennai would have been very costly.

My grand father seems to be a good man, he suggested to my mother that if she felt so strongly about the costs…maybe she should donate the money she saved to an orphanage.

But remember…my mother is selfish…she again used me as an excuse. She said: “No, papa…with the baby and all we will need all the money we can have now. Maybe, later…we can look at that.”

A “Yeah, right!” escaped my lips but doubt if anybody heard it.

Why does my grand mother stay with us every night? Doesn’t she have a house of her own? We already find this place cramped.