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This past weekend was a celebration for Zyan turning 2 years old (which I still find hard to believe), and if my wife had her way we would celebrate him for the whole month, and for good reason. This little boy has brought so much joy, happiness and gratitude into not just our lives, but our entire family, and our loved congregation of friends, colleagues and acquaintances. He even has me talking in cliches because I truly cannot explain what comes in our mornings where we play, and babble at each other, and then seeing his personality comes through as he learns to communicate (forcefully) whats his needs are,

Each moment still holds a special sparkle, and I cannot help not be able to relate to those who warn me about the terrible 2s because I just find him so darn adorable which makes me the softie parent and unfair to my wife who bears the brunt of his rapid emotional changes. Yet even she cannot help looking at him in amazement because he makes us whole. We cannot hide our joy when we see him interact with the grandparents, his uncles, aunts, cousins, and then others. He’s our own special holiday rom com movie that we just had to give him multiple events to which everyone not only gladly showed up, but spent many hours supporting us in creating moments that will last us a long time.

It’s a good sign when there are far too many names to list in thanking for helping us show Zyan how truly loved he is by all, and how he makes our lives so much better. Happy Birthday again Zyan. Papa (and Mama) love you!

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Impromptu

This word has been stuck in my head ever since I began using Fathom AI which automatically takes notes for my business zoom meetings and then transcribes them into notes but the subject heading is always Impromptu meeting which got me thinking. So much of my life is impromptu. Take for example, me taking Zyan to the park twice this weekend and then SkyZone or the friends get together we had last night which included drinks, UNO and plenty of food and laughter.

There was a time I dreaded the unknown, wanting all my time to be structured, but more and more I see the value of just doing something out of the blue just for the sake of doing it. More often that not, it turns out to be well worth the time and experience. This weekend contained so many unplanned events, but the memories created warm up my soul. I see how it deepens the connections between my friends and family but most importantly it allows my wife and I to work as a team to have experiences that make for easy smiles.

Without her support, much of the weekend would not have happened. In a way, she is the Fathom in the marriage, the one who puts it all together, making it look easy when each impromptu thing takes time, patience but most of all acceptance. Sure, I created the impromptu but she made it look easy, fun, and something to look back on gratefully. I can’t wait to see what we come up with next.

Thank you Babu, the one who makes impromptu look easy!

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Diwali

This year Diwali occurred the same time as Halloween which made for a hectic but fun filled week from Thursday to Sunday. Starting with Zyan and his cousins going trick or treating, it was a true pleasure to see him get excited at all the activity and interact with his cousins from his moms side, and then see the celebrations at the Gurudwara for Bandi Chor Divas on Friday. Finally. he got to fully get into it at my sister’s beautiful Diwali Party where he got to dance, eat, be spoiled by the grandparents, and surrounded by so many who are obsessed with him. Watching the joy he brings just lights up soul, and makes yet again utter gratitude for this beautiful life of mine.

While just 2 weeks away from his 2nd birthday, its already hard to imagine life before him. Sure things have changed like for example us now leaving parties early rather than being the last ones, but I wouldnt have it any other way because in the mornings I get to him coo, and babble and make it yet another fantastic day for me.

He is the Diwali of our soul, the light of our lives, and his voice the fireworks of our future. He is yet another reason for the words that come from me, my own muse, and I cannot wait for him to bring new light into our hearts.

Happy Diwali!