Favorite pictures from February

February passed by too quickly. When suddenly a month passes by and you barely realize it – you’re busy !

Much research and personal philosophy of myself and my husband led us to a Montessori close to where we live. The Montessori method of education is the closest match to our ideal standards of education and we felt it was time to start familiarizing our daughter to the external world in small but secure steps. Thus myself and my darling Amaira enrolled ourselves in the “mother toddler” program.


February marked the beginning of her stepping out in this small Montessori setting holding her mommy’s hands. Here she is trying out her brand new pink sports shoes for her “nu nu skool” (new new school)

She has always enjoyed her coloring sessions, but with friends at the Montessori its just more … errr chaotic (you thought I’d say fun – didnt you ! ) Its fun too …. for me. Like you can see the parts done by the mother and toddler below (and please dont mind the shadow)

And the excitement of coloring continues even at home … on walls, sheets, furniture and sometimes paper.


The whole of Feb was also test for Amaira’s immune system as it was getting acclimatized to the new environment and the pathogens ! I read that there are over 100 varieties of the virus – wow !  She had (and still does) several bouts of cold ,cough and sometimes fever. Several visits to the doctor too. Hopefully her health should be better soon – really hoping. I realize how much as parents we read about whats going on with children – can we be called half doctors 🙂 (“quack” laughed the duck)


Besides balancing home, the trips to Montessori and handling all the emotions and stories after that – there is always something that I do – my work and my passion. Last month bought to life a truck load of both organic fabrics and regular cotton fabrics – some of my best designs that were best sellers were back.

Looking at the fruits of labour of your designing job is beautiful. My eyes twinkle almost each time the design comes to life – whether as a journal cover or as a fabric. Personally a very rewarding moment.

Some of the most sought after prints that came back with “popular demand” were the batiks, kalamkari’s and the block prints.


Also the herbal vegetable dyed organic cotton lotus print.


I also loved these images sent by one of my clients Abbi Franki who has an Etsy shop – SewAbbi. She made these gorgeous bags for her daughter using this fabric from my shop.

What’s written in the stars for Pisces this month ? Or how about writing your own destiny

I’d like to end with this post with lovely quote that used to keep coming up on my Facebook feed – and almost each time I would stop and look at it to admire. The whole archival paper ,the color rendering and the soft yellow with the innocence and simplicity – I adore this whole image and the deep message. I even made it my Whatsapp profile display picture.




How I Celebrated Christmas

It began with a very usual morning. I woke up with Amaira (my daughter) digging , pushing and pulling me ! I attended her diaper-ish needs, followed by brushing battles and then her hungry stomach-ish needs till her baby sitter relieved me for the next 2 to 3 hours, after which she leaves and Amaira finds her way back to me.

Christmas morning like I said, was like any other typical morning. Everything was buzzing as usual. However there was one difference. We had a Christmas tree in our living room.

Our Christmas Tree

A small , cute tree that my husband decorated and Amaira was so mesmerized by. She practiced the words “on” and “off” every time he switched on and switched off the lights. He bought a whole load of bells ,Santa , gift hangings, foam stars and pretty much stuff that probably made him happier than the rest of us. He also got a reindeer head band ! Our little princess wore it and danced around in glee !

Amaira’s “Reindeer” headband

Soon another unexpected thing happened – two children from our society appeared and announcingly questioned “Ye Amaira ka ghar hai ? ” , meaning “Is this Amaira’s house ? ” All her subjects answered in affirmative. And then the children handed over one Christmas sweet each – unwrapped, bare, in sweaty and dusty hands ; and probably touched by a handful more children downstairs before they found their way to “Amaira’s house” . In all probability, the children must have opened a great packet of assorted sweets, chomped a few right there, grabbed a few, dropped a few and the remaining may have been assigned for the distribution in the name of Yuletide spirit !

Sweets of love

They are a specimen. No one is going to eat them though , but they are a symbol of love and acceptance Amaira has received with her interactions with all these children. Most of them are much older than she is – they are 8 to 12 year olds and Amaira has only 4 of her  “age mates” who are 19 month – 24 month olds. I am assuming all these little kiddies were blessed by the elderly lot !

Talking of presents, we couldn’t wait to open them ! Quite literally. So my husband’s T shirt was worn, my stationary set was used and Amaira’s gift books were opened and read 2-3 days before Christmas.

Amaira’s Gift books for Christmas

Wrappers were recycled too. We did open a brand new chocolate bar on Christmas morning. Something had to be unwrapped. Ritter Sport – I love it – it had come in a package from Germany and we all devoured it.

All in all these small little things made Christmas special – we also made a home made sweet.