Mundan

I knew that something special was up. I had special clothes, there were lots of people and my mother and father were all dressed up too. As a part of our hindu rituals for a child I was going to get my head tonsured. The ceremony is called a Mundan. The sun was filtering in, there were nice smells in the air and I fell asleep. When I woke up things felt much cooler and ooh I looked different suddenly. Dont know why Mummy was crying, I had a great time especially when they were showering me with flower petals! Amongst others Amama, Abu, Dada, Dadi, Kitty and Maina bua made it to Jamshedpur. My cousins Jehaan and Anya were there too with Monish Phupad. My masis didnt make it. I hope you like the photos. You can see more here on Shutterfly.

In her stomach?!?

Mummy says that I was in her stomach – in her STOMACH!! Well, I guess she must know but it does seem a bit odd. But I’m used to that. I’m there in this picture too, it’s just that you can’t see me.

This was taken by Amama in their Living Room.