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...

First time on skates

Posted: June 25th, 2011 | Author: | Filed under: Father, My Firsts | Tags: , , , , | 2 Comments »

Today, after the my first warm up for any physical activity…I had my another first…I got onto my skates and spent half an hour practicing the walk.

My coach Nitin is really a nice guy. He made me walk on grass with my skates on. When I asked, my father said that is because grass has more friction than the rink floor where I had higher chances of falling down. I liked my coach’s approach.

My father loved the way I listened to every word of my coach – he was reminded of his days with his coaches. And from what I have heard from him…he has had many.

Starting from his Kabaddi coach who helped him become a Junior Nationals player, his Shot put coach who didn’t quite take him the distance, his middle distance coach (my father tried his hand at 1500m races) who helped him run 1500m in 4 minutes & 30 seconds and finally his NCC drill coach.

I think I did my father proud today. 🙂

In this video watch me on the skates for the first time:

First warm-up for physical activity – skating

Posted: June 25th, 2011 | Author: | Filed under: My Firsts | Tags: , , , , , | Comments Off on First warm-up for physical activity – skating

For the last one year I have been watching in awe, the children skating in our apartment’s skating rink.

“How do they move so fast?” I asked my mother and she gave a half an hour lecture on something called skating.

Since then, I have been telling my mother that I also wanted to skate…but apparently, I was underage till now. My coach had wanted me to start as soon as I was four and half years old. So, there!

Today afternoon we bought skates, helmet, knee-guards, and elbow-gaurds and were at rink at 6 pm sharp.

My coach’s name is Nitin and he does seem like a nice guy. Not the type to have an affair with, but yes…fine.

My father choked when the coach was padding me up for my lessons.
Apparently, my father had to wait for a year to get his first football spikes and while buying he was so excited that he didn’t realize they were one size small. He says he used it for two years…and with every match, playing soccer became difficult.

I don’t buy much of his stories, but he does have the height of Diego Maradona.

Looks like it was a lot of missed opportunities for my father, for he also told me the story about the only skating rink in Madurai – somewhere near an old park called Sundaram Park, in Madurai.

he says many a times he has stood outside the rink, watching the rich kids skate (he says they were rich…but today, are we?). I wouldn’t have believed him if he hadn’t asked my coach if adults can also learn skating.

Watch me in this video warm up for my first skating experience:

My Quote: On ice cream

Posted: June 16th, 2011 | Author: | Filed under: Quotes | Comments Off on My Quote: On ice cream

I said this when my parents gave me an ice cream just before I went to bed. It was too cold for my comfort….and I definitely cared about my teeth.

The ice cream is so cold. Why did you keep it in the fridge?

My parents make up

Posted: June 16th, 2011 | Author: | Filed under: Mother | Comments Off on My parents make up

Today morning my parents made up after their previous night’s fight over the birds – my first pet.

In the morning my mother apologized for not serving dinner for my father the previous night. My father also said “It is ok, Rekha” and went to office.

The moment he was gone she cried for a while and then told me that she had fought with father over the birds. As if I wouldn’t have known if she hadn’t told me.

I just held her hands and kept staring at her.

After a while she sent my father an SMS, and he also sent back a quick reply. After a few SMS exchanges…she was smiling again.

As far as I remember, this was the first fight they hadn’t sorted before going to bed. My mother must have really hated pets – I say in past tense because NOW she loves the birds.

And we both take care of them together.

How humans and birds differ

Posted: June 16th, 2011 | Author: | Filed under: I, me, myself | Comments Off on How humans and birds differ

I have started getting perspectives. For example, I know birds grow slowly when compared to human beings.

Here in this video I demonstrate my new found skill.

*I am glad my father got a new iPhone. It has a flash which makes me look fairer even in the dark.