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...

Proof that I love ice creams

Posted: November 27th, 2011 | Author: | Filed under: I, me, myself | Comments Off on Proof that I love ice creams

We all know that everybody loves ice creams. But I have an monstrous love towards ice creams and if you don’t believe me, do take a look at these pictures taken in the Mc Donalds in Gurgaon. I think this is the Mc Donalds on Sohna Road.


Chilling out in the bath tub

Posted: November 5th, 2011 | Author: | Filed under: Father, I, me, myself | Comments Off on Chilling out in the bath tub

Every year just when the summer is about to end and winter is about to start, my father realizes that we didn’t use the bath tub enough. This year was also the same….so when the chill had already begun in early November, my father asked my mother one weekend: “Shall Rhea and I spend time in the bath tub today?”

This permission was important. And as luck would have it, my mom agreed. What happened next is the video:


I love this guy Steve Jobs

Posted: October 8th, 2011 | Author: | Filed under: I, me, myself | Comments Off on I love this guy Steve Jobs

Steve Jobs is dead. And I am mighty upset.

I have been using my father’s iphone for the last four years and his iPad for last two years….and I can tell you that Steve Jobs is God (I might be only four and half years old, but I can tell the difference between normal and extra ordinary!).

Don’t think I know Steve Jobs? Watch this video:


I love the family eating out expeditions

Posted: September 18th, 2011 | Author: | Filed under: I, me, myself | Tags: , , , , , , | Comments Off on I love the family eating out expeditions

Every weekend we go out for lunch or dinner, at least once. In the last few months we have stopped that because mother says she doesn’t feel nice leaving my grandmother and grandfather at home and going out for lunch/dinner.

“Why don’t we take them as well?” I once asked my mother.

She said: “Your grandfather can’t eat from outside – he can only eat semi-solid food.. That’s why we can’t take them out. Plus they get tired soon.”

So, today my grandmother forced my mother and my father to go out. I heard her say: “You guys shouldn’t change because of us. You have to live your life as well.”

So we went out. Some place called Gola restaurant because my mother wanted to try out something called Sizzlers.

In the first part of the outing, I sit with my mother because she is more patient while giving me lunch. In the second part of the outing – when it is time to have desserts – I move beside my father. My mother never shares her dessert but my father does.


My father loves my expressions

Posted: August 23rd, 2011 | Author: | Filed under: I, me, myself | Tags: , | Comments Off on My father loves my expressions

My father loves when I get expressive. He keeps asking me to show expressions and snap pictures. Today he came home early and kept on disturbing me when I was watching TV. When I realized I can’t do much but oblige….I threw in some expressions.

These adults can be so adamant at times. Gosh! I hate it.