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Lets go seed collecting

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This is a post on how something that interested me so much got passed down to my son naturally.

Nature always interested me although staying in Bangalore for a couple of years made it evoke.  I started noticing various fruit trees in my locality like coconut, papaya, jackfruit, pomegranate, fig and banana. It was surprising to me how food was grown in some households. The beauty of various seasons was much prominent in HSR Layout, making me exploring more about other trees and searching them on google.

Few months ago I was much frustrated by my son's rag picking all day. He would stop at various intervals on our way to pick up things like tobacco wrappers or used plastic bottles from the roadside. While in the park he would keep searching for chips packets or used lollipop sticks. I was worried about his health and overall his habit.

I would explain him with logic and multiple repetition, yet no gain. I myself was frustrated with so many NOs to him. I thought there need to be a Y…

Questions for a homeschooling mom

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I was at the club where my son goes to learn skating.
Lady: Hows his homeschooling going on?
Me: Great
Lady: So what do you teach him?
Me: Depends on the concept we pick
Lady: He must be knowing the names of the states in India
Me: (In a surprise, for her being so direct) ahh.. No
Lady: hmm
After some silence she shouts at her child who is skating along
Lady: Watch out. (With an impulse, she addresses me about her kid) She never focuses on herself. All the time she wants to see what others are doing
Me: (Laughing in my mind)


I had gone to meet a few girl friends at the park with our respective kids
When I was interacting with the kids I overhear a conversation
GF1: Have you seen her how she talks to her son
GF2: Ya she is so calm
GF1: You see that's why her son is like this. He won't be strong enough for the real world.

After a while
GF2: Urvi, you should stay with these kids for a few days... so they will learn to behave
I was a bit confused as I didn't find anything wrong in…

Pawna Lakeside Camping (Day 2)

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Next morning I could wake before the birds chirped. It was gloomy and fog lay on the banks. I was trying to figure out east while reminding me where the sun set to the west. The boys were still sleeping and my eyes was wide awake wanting to soak in more of this beauty. After the sun rose and my son rose... We all did a group hug and headed to the play area. H made few friends and we had poha, chai and bread muskah for breakfast. The Resort people were kind enough to serve warm milk for my son.

H was keen in exploring the place more. He showed me some red chilly plants, a sugarcane grass and few grasshoppers over a Chikoo tree. We spotted a green cocoon, a praying mantis and a grasshopper.




Today was the day to leave. Its very tough for my son to accept end of any event, be it school or visit to his Nani's place or park. We as a family are trying to make him understand the importance of each moment of life. To take Life as it is and come what may. I know some part of me has come in…

Pawna lakeside camping (Day 1)

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Homeschool experience for our kid led us to understand the importance of small meaningful trips in the wild. We had been staying in a tent that had attached bathroom in the midst of a dessert during our Rajasthan trip but this one was such a raw experience.

We were done with our morning routine and headed to lonavala at around 11. Listening to old songs that i love chorusing along, we reached Kailash Parbat for a lunch hault. H enjoyed homemade puranpoli that his granny made.

The weather was cold enough and H was happy to find a baby next table to play with. From here our journey was full of rough roads and yet we enjoyed looking at the scenes it had to offer.
A farmer was ploughing his land which caught baby H's eyes. He realized we have reached another side of the world already. The tropical flowers and shrubs that H kept visiting were part of his love for colors.





Time was not a constraint. We could stop and ponder and repeat till the end of our curiosity. It was our motive to …