Thursday, September 5, 2013

Police Complaint by Anya

Today I am very angry.I am angry with my dad. He thinks he is putting me to sleep by singing songs for me. But his singing actually stops me from sleeping. It disturbs my sleep. Do you think a baby like me will sleep when the dad sings at the top of his voice? I tried to make him realize his folly by crying out loud when ever he sings a lullaby for me. But he never understood my anguish and pain. Once I even bit him on his back to convey the message that I don't like it. But he does not seem to change. So I have decided to file a police complaint against him for singing lullaby for me.

I took his note book and pen and wrote this complaint letter. The following pictures were taken by my mother when I wrote the complaint letter in agony. If you take a closer look at the second picture, you can also notice that I have signed it with my signature. The capital "A" at the top of the letter is my signature. Now I have written the complaint; but I do not know how to take it forward. Please tell me whom I should contact? I am very serious.

- Anya 

Monday, June 3, 2013

Dad dresses me up

Hi everyone,

I am now 1 years old. I am a big girl now. I have four teeth. I bite very well too. My dad and mom are my bite victims all the time. Sometimes my grand parents also get the bite gift from me. When I am happy , I bite. When I am sad, I bite too.

Today I am gonna talk about how my dad dresses me up. Before I go to the topic, I should let you all know how my mom dresses me up. My mom gives me a warm water bath. She applies soap on me and sings for me. Then she towels me up and gives me massages. Then she applies powder on my body and tickles me. Then softly she dresses me up. I always love it when mom dresses me up. But when it comes to dad, the story is different. Dad has the amazing ability to change my dress within seconds. He doesn't give me a bath , nor applies powder for me. This is how he changes my dress.

Step 1 :

He removes my shirt.
Have you heard the proverb "garland in the hand of the monkey".
This suits my dad in this step.
I always try to escape from him during this step.

Step 2 :

Now after removing the dress, he puts the new dress. 
He puts the dress as if he puts some vegetables inside a sack.
I always cry during this part.

Step 3

Sigh of relief.
It is over.
I smile during this step

Step 4

Dad and daughter bonding.
It is called as konjal time.
I forgive my dad for his steps 1 and 2.

This konjals will continue till dad attempts step 1 again


Thursday, March 21, 2013

Red Panther

I have now acted in a thriller flick. In the movie I have donned the role of Anya who is a world famous robber. I went through intense training to steal the Red Panther (The royal box of chocolates). Watch this small movie to see how I perform the task.

The movie is for General Audiences. No animal or human being was hurt during the making of the movie.

Thursday, February 14, 2013

Exercise with Daddy

My dad has started exercising everyday. He gets up in the morning and does something on the floor. He calls it "Push Ups". He says that by doing that exercise, he will develop good muscles. But after seeing him do that exercise for a long time with no results, I just laugh at him. What is the point of doing something that does not yield anything. 

Today I wanted to teach my dad a lesson. I knew he was doing his exercise in a wrong manner. So after I woke up, I joined him in his exercise. I could do more push ups than him and I have stronger muscles than him. Click the picture get a better view of my muscles.

Sunday, February 10, 2013

Photoshoot with Rovi akka

Today was a hectic day. Dad brought his facebook friend to our house. Her name is Roviena. As I am a baby, I will stick to Rovi. She carried a camera and many lenses along with her. The whole day she clicked many pictures of mine. 

My granny and mom made me wear many clothes and I was so happy to pose for the pictures. I will soon show some of the pictures she clicked. 

She made me wear all my pretty pretty frocks. I was made to lie down on a red carpet, white towel. They gave me some dolls to play and then took it away from me.

I don't know why they did all this. But when I saw this picture, I knew that they did it for a purpose. This is Rovi akka. She will be very popular in this field very soon.

Prasanna maamaa

Prasanna maamaa is my dad's friend. He is my dad's friend for almost ten years now. They became friends through a social networking site called Hi5. He is a nice maamaa. He carries a camera in his hand. He is a wonderful writer too. He takes many photographs of me.

This photo was taken by him when I just woke up from my sleep.

You can see the mosquito bat in the background. My dad and mom use that bat to kill all the mosquitoes that try to bite me. One day I touched that mosquito bat and started crying a lot. It hurt a lot

Prasanna maama took this picture. He seldom poses for the picture. So here is a picture of him.

Saturday, February 9, 2013

Dhina Thaatha and Jemi Paama

Today Dhina thaatha and Jemi paama came to see me. Dhina thaatha had white beard. Jemi paama had a glass. When they came home I stared at them. They smiled at me and made peaceful sounds.  They appeared soft. So I smiled back at them. Then they carried me and I was happy.

This photograph was taken in Dhina thaathaa's blackberry phone. In the backdrop you can see the posters that dad sticks on the wall. Dhina thaatha is a pastor and a bible teacher. He taught many bible teaching methods to my dad.

Saturday, January 26, 2013

Friday, January 25, 2013