Swastika Mukherjee

Do you know Dr. Arun Chakraborty? No?........He is Team Doctor of Mohan Bagan. And my doctor dadu, who stitched my hand when I broke the glass top at Chotodidun's house.

Doctor dadu came to Ludhiana with Mohan Bagan team and invited us for a dinner with the players yesterday night. I met Baichung Bhutia ........Ha Ha!!!

Today was the match between Mohan Bagan & JCT at Guru Nanak Statdium, Ludhiana.

Dhan Dhana Dhan, Dhan Dhana Dhan, Dhan Dhana Dhan, Goooooooal!!! I enjoyed a lot.......

Half time......I was too thirsty. Mamma is helping me to drink water. The 2nd half was quite interesting. Although I supported Mohan Bagan Team but the match ended as draw.......1-1.

With the annual function, the golden days of Euro Kids are over. And today is my first day at Bal Bharti Public School. I am ready with my all new school uniform, I card, Water Bottle, School bag and the most important Lunch box. Mamma has given Alu Parantha today. Bye Bye.....

The photo session was going on. Shouvik uncle has taken out his long zoom lens to capture these sweet moments. Here I posed with Rishu dada.........

It was month of December.....shivering cold all over north India. Although mamma always keeps all the toiletry much away from me, but on that day I could catch hold of my father's kits bag. Taken out everything immediately and found a full pack of Nivea body cream.


Before anybody noticed me, I was proud to finish the whole pack and could able to apply cream throughout my body including the jackets, Sweaters and Shocks!

Just yesterday dada has undergone bypass heart surgery. I came to Kolkata for that reason with my parents.

And today everybody was busy as dada was still on ventilation. As usual I was staying at my favorite place in Kolkata.......Chotodidun's house.

While taking breakfast, I thought why everybody sits in chair and keep the plate on table. Let me explore the possibility of sitting on the table and eat.

It was a glass top. I just took my second leg off the ground to sit properly on the table. And the table tilted down. The glass broken into pieces and I dropped on the sharp edges of scattered glass pieces.

I hurt myself at all possible places of my body but the one in the left hand was quite major. Baba took me off the glasses immediately. I was crying in the lap of my father.

Streams of blood was coming down. Baba & me both were completely red by the time Abhra mama & Subhra mama took us to Appollo Hospital. The doctor aunty did the dressing and told it needs to be stitched but the Operation theater was available only by afternoon.

Chotodidun advised us to rush to her brother Dr. Arun Chakraborty. Doctor dadu took me immediately to the operation theater. Mamma was asked to come inside to hold me while stitching.

I shouted like anything. and cried a lot. But all the nurse aunties and mamma were holding me too tight to get relieved. Doctor dadu did all the ten stitches neatly and put the bandage.

I still have the cut mark in my left hand.........like a question mark.

Mamma always says that I can use sindur only after marriage. And also I may play sindur on Durga puja only if I am married. But I was planning for long to understand actually what happens if I play right now at the age of two!



And fortunately I got a chance in Kolkata at Didun's house during Narayan Puja. I played a lot and enjoyed enough........Nothing happened!!!.... except some slaps from mamma.

I just dropped off my cycle and fell straight on nose. It's really paining. Let me cry.........uuuuuuu

Mirror, mirror, who will marry me? Mamma took me to the saloon and cut all my nice hair off and made me bald today. I realized this only when I saw myself in front of the mirror after coming home. Tooooo bad.......

What a hair style! Do you like it? I like it very much. After all it's a creation of my sweet mamma.

Yes....I am the boss of my house. Mamma...cook some chicken for me. I don't like milk anymore.