Zoobi doobi Zoobi doobi ...

Zoobi doobi zoobi doobi pampaara, zoobi doobi param paa… goes the foot tapping, delightful, hit number from 3 idiots album.

My baby Bhuvi loves the song. Is it the music, lyrics, choreography (coz she continues to look at the video with volume muted) or just Aamir/ kareena? Or the charm of all the above combined, I don’t know.

Bhuvi will be 6 months and 6 days old tomorrow and is beginning to crawl. It is time to strengthen my forces, get ready to face any surprises, expect the unexpected. Hehehe...

This morning she was on the couch playing with her teether. We (her dad, grandfather, great grandmother and i) were all there… she was tossing around on the couch one moment and the next she was on the floor. I think that I have fast reflexes when it comes to handling Bhuvi but she just proved to be too fast for me today and is growing!

Little thing, more than pain it is the shock of impact that frightened her and she burst into cries. Never seen Bhuvi cry like that before. MY heart just stopped there for a min. I picked her up tried to console her, lulled her with her fav rhymes. Nothing seemed to divert. Then it came to me… “Zoobi Doobi” what always worked as the ultimate pacifier. Bhuvi’s all time fav visual/audio. It is going to be litmus test for “Zoobi Doobi”. I played the song in my laptop, and held Bhuvi while humming the tune… indeed Bhuvi stopped crying immediately like I hit a mute button! and looked excitedly at the screen. She enjoyed the song (abt 4 repetitions), had milk and dozed off hugging her fav soft toy.

I was already late to work. I grabbed my laptop, hand bag and rushed off with Vj to catch my bus from Thane to Worli.

Thanks goodness for “Zoobi Doobi”.

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