The Long Wait

Jan 14, 2010

I am telling you for the last time

In my last article, I mentioned that my wife is pregnant. Many readers wrote me back asking whether it is a fact or a work of fiction. Apparently they thought I would joke about such serious stuff.  People no more believe my articles. I don’t blame them. Sometimes I get a bit carried away and use a bit more literary license. Of late it has extended to such a derogatory state that I no more know what is real and what is false. I have fallen victim to my own imagination! 

People read my memoir like articles: How much is real? they ask. Some skeptics question: Why so many curious things happen only in his life? I am breaking the fourth wall here to warn my potential fans. My articles are meant only for entertainment, nothing else; anyone seeking enlightenment or such noble virtues is bound for great disappointment.  

However, for the records, I am telling you for the last time, my wife is really pregnant. This is no work of imagination! 

This pregnancy was unplanned, hence unexpected. My family members, after years of relentless pestering, had finally abandoned the futile mission. My wife was taking a break from getting pregnant. Sometime back, while cleaning the basement, she found a few un-used pregnancy test strips. Instead of trashing them, she thought, Why not use them; that’s when she found out, for her horror and subsequent delight that she was pregnant.  

The strips tell you instantly whether you are pregnant or not. This is amazing. You don’t have to go to the hospital or stand in the long queues. You can find out instantly at home! Things were different during my Mom’s time; she didn’t realize she was pregnant for almost 3 months. I was a quiet person even before I was born! 

A question for the doctor

Once the pregnancy strip indicated positive, we immediately rushed to a gynecologist (A new addition to my vocabulary). In the US, meeting a doctor is like meeting the Pope. You can not pay visit whenever you want. Twenty people, some time more, who are not doctors, interrogate you, in different small rooms, before you actually see the doctor. More or less they ask the same questions, I think they check notes sometime later. 

Finally, you get to see the doctor for a few minutes (like the eclipse!). Most of the time he tells you the things you already know! Like one time, a doctor, after an extensive blood work, declared: “I am afraid Mr. Lobo, you are a Homo Sapien!” – Which I knew for the better part of my life. 

The Gynecologist did an Ultrasound on my wife. “I don’t see anything,” he said.

“The pregnancy strip showed positive!” my wife said.

“This could be a False-positive,” he suggested.


“False-positive is a result that is erroneously positive when a -”

“I know the definition!” cried my wife.

“Oh! Nevertheless, this is too early,” said the doctor.

“What do you mean by too early?”

“You probably had sex yesterday!”

Shocked! I exchanged looks with my wife: How did he know?

There was nothing else to do. We still had some time.

“Do you have any questions?” asked the doctor.

Since this is our first child, I had around 100 questions. But the time was short; I mentally sorted the top 10 questions. 

The first among them - What precautions should a pregnant woman with Thyroid deficiency observe, if she shows the symptoms of Gestational diabetes? The rest 9 questions were equally complex, beyond the reach of any novice doctor. I have done so much research on pregnancy I am now a mini-doctor myself. 

But before I opened my mouth, my wife hushed me. “Don’t ask stupid questions,” she said, “I am pregnant. I know what to ask.”

I sighed.

She composed herself. “Doctor,” she started, “Supposing I am pregnant, which is a strong possibility, though Ultrasound indicates otherwise, Is it advisable for a pregnant woman or In other words can I safely assume-”

At this point I gave her a small nudge. “Just ask the question,” I said.

Once again, she composed: “Doctor, now that I know I am pregnant or at least let’s assume for the sake of argument-“

I leant over and muttered: “Ask the damn question!”

Even the doctor got impatient, “Ma’am, what is your question?” he said.

“Now that I am pregnant, Can I eat pizza?”

That’s what she asked. That was her priority question. Can you believe that? You probably think I made that up. No sir! This really happened. You can always check with my wife.  

A surprise for Grandma

Becoming a dad was one of the two long pending tasks on my to-do list. The other one was reading - War and Peace. This colossal book was lying on my desk for ages. Intimidated by its size, I had postponed reading it indefinitely – till I got a more relaxed time. 

So when my wife announced she was pregnant, immediately I realized that I am going to be busy for coming 2-3 years, without thinking I said: “I want to finish, War and Peace before the kid arrives.” That’s what I said. Most husbands say many romantic things on these occasions. But I could not come up with a better line. In fact, that’s the same thing my Dad had told Mom, when she had announced her pregnancy. However he could not finish the book. 

When I told my Mom, that I am going to have a child, first thing she said: “Now don’t write a stupid article on it!”

“What?” I asked.

“Don’t announce to the whole world.”

This made me mad.

“How long you are going to control me?” I retorted, “I am going to be a Father soon.”

“This is your wife talking!” she said, “You never had such courage.”

Discouraged by Mom’s warning, I thought of keeping my Good News a secret. For a while I kept quiet. However, Grandma was an exception - she is nearing 90. And, almost since my puberty, she has pestered me about my Good News. 

“Grandma, I have a secret to reveal,” I telephoned her.

“Did you find out who assassinated Kennedy?”

“No, No this is not that kind of-”

“NASA: Fake moon launch?”

“Grandma listen to me, this is different.”

“What is it then?”

“I am going to become a Dad!”

“Is that your big secret?”

“Are you not happy?”

“I am very happy indeed. I am going to tell the whole world,” She screamed.

“Don’t tell anyone please.”

“Why not?”

“This is not the right time,” I said.

“Oh! Come of it-“

“Grandma, I beseech you!”

“Beseech? Did you say beseech? What kind of a word is that?”

“Grandma, don’t forget I am a writer. I need to use uncommon words. Nevertheless don’t tell a soul.”

“I won’t,” she promised, “Not even to your Grandpa!”

Grandpa is dead for sometime now. But she thinks he is alive. She is losing her marbles. 

Informing Grandma was a mistake; she broke the promise almost instantly, revealed the secret to everyone, including unconcerned pedestrians. She had waited such a long time, she went berserk. “My grandson is going to be a Dad!” She told everyone, also cautioned the listener, “Don’t tell anyone. It’s a secret.” I know this because a moron called me and said: “Don’t tell anyone. Your wife is pregnant!”

What is in a Name?

Parents struggle a lot to find exotic names for their children. Every parent wants the child name to be unique and super-creative. Hence often you come across children with names like: Tungsten, Andromeda, Hydra, Paramecium or rarely an immensely un-creative name like - Ravi Lobo. I have wondered many a sleepless nights, about, what kinds of people keep their child’s name as Ravi Lobo. It’s such a bland name. 

Finally after pestering Mom a lot, I found out the truth. It seems nobody showed any interest in naming me. On the day before christening, Mom announced at the breakfast table, to a bunch of indifferent family members: “If you guys don’t come up with a decent name for my son, I am going to randomly choose any stupid name, say, Ravi Lobo.” And, well...

People stare at me when I announce my name.

“Pardon me?” they say, just to make sure they heard the right thing.

“You must be an outsider!” Mangloreans have concluded.

“Are you a Gay?” a few impolite people have asked. 

Once I repeat my name, a thin smile appears on their lips. They think there is something fishy. They think I am a product of inter-religion or inter-Galactic marriage - or some such weird stuff. In fact all these things are false.  Ours is a great family. All straight marriages, many priests and several nuns, children return home by 7pm, daily prayers twice - an ideal family. In fact I am the first person in the family, who went against it, to marry the girl I liked. My decision had created a great chaos in the ultra-religious super-ideal family.

“You are the anth-kuris in our family [sic],” some oldies had declared. Those were the exact words. 

This all happened a long time back. Since then, I have cut my long hair, no ear rings, I no more fancy tattooing and piercing, no street drugs, no syringes. I am a different person now. I oil and comb my hair daily, tuck-in my shirt, brush daily twice, open doors for old ladies, and wave at school buses. I am a resurrected person.   

Mom said in her last call: “I am going to find a wonderful name for your child-”

I got alarmed.

“Now, Wait a minute,” I stopped her, “You screwed up my name; Almost made me a psychopath. After 30 years you want to repeat the same thing.” Here I took a pause for the effect before continuing, “Let me tell you Mom, I won’t, I repeat, I won’t allow you to do the same thing to my child!”

That shocked her. “Ok, do as you like, don’t listen to me, listen to your wife,” and she hung the phone. 

Advanced planning

One time, in a train, a couple was sitting right across. I could not help listening to the following conversation. 

“I think IIM is the best option,” said the man.

“Or probably GMAT or GRE followed by MS,” said the woman.

“Not MS, it is very common nowadays,” said the man.

“How about civil services?”

“That’s a good suggestion. But no software - Too common – Mushrooms! Remember the boy who had a head injury, the one who was talking funny; we thought he would become a vegetable?”

“What about him?”

“He is a software engineer now. Too low a goal to achieve.”

“Let’s keep couple of options open: Sports and Art. If the child shows talent in painting or music we should encourage that.”

At this point I intervened.

“Pardon my intrusion,” I said, “I could not help but listen to your planning for the child’s future. I am baffled by such extensive planning. You guys are truly very responsible parents. Where is your child? I would like to tell him or her, what a wonderful God given gift, to have such amazing parents.”

The couple looked a bit lost.

“Are you joking?” said the woman.

“Ma’am, did I say something wrong?”

“We don’t have a child, yet,” said the woman, “We are newly married, on our honeymoon!”

They were planning about a child not yet conceived! Modern parents do such laborious planning. Things were different during my time. 

After my 12th, I didn’t know what to do. My parents had not done any planning. In fact, they were a kind of amused by the very fact that I did clear 12th. I was a kind of lost. I spent most of my time around Grandma, who narrated great imaginary stories. (This influenced me, in later years, to become a story teller). One of those days, I remember clearly, I was in the kitchen, eating the third plate of idli, which grandma had specially made for me. 

“Grandma, Idli’s have come very good,” I said.

“My dear gundu-Grandson, one more plate is coming up,” said grandma, “keep some space in your abysmal tummy.”

“You are a gem Grandma! Gem-gem-gem-gem,” I cooed.

My Mom made a sudden unexpected entry. She was edgy for some reason.

“Don’t finish the whole stuff,” she cried, “there are other people in this house!”

“Mom, you don’t have to be sarcastic,” I said.

“Eating and sleeping whole day! Have you decided anything about your future?”

“I am not an astrologer,” I said. And immediately realized that was a big mistake. Mom raised her hand, and a sharp blow was on its way, grandma stopped her.

“Don’t hit the child,” she warned, “He may become a writer someday and write about the whole thing.”

This was no threat for Mom.

She looked at me, “You have two options,” she concluded. “Either become an engineer or help Grandma in the kitchen!”

“Okay, I will think about it,” I said.

“No thinking. You have already wasted a lot of time. Tell me right now – what do you opt?”

Sheepishly I muttered: “I will help Grandma in the kitchen.”

“That’s my boy,” Grandma applauded.

My Mom - she was standing in the far corner, on hearing my choice, covered the distance between us with a lightening speed, grabbed me by the collar, tried to air-lift me, but failed miserably because of my extra weight.

“Listen to me carefully,” she said slowly but sternly, “I am tired of a family full of men helping in the kitchen. This is not what I expected when I married into this family. Now you listen to me, this is time, I saw some real money!” 

I ran out of the kitchen, called 911 from the study. This happened long back, at a time when the telephone exchanges were manual; a lady took my call at the exchange.

“My Mom is harassing me,” I narrated the whole thing. She patiently listened my story, “I am sorry, dear abused boy,” she said, “you can not call 911 in this country. This is not America!” 

Crestfallen I went to grandpa for solace.

“What?” he said.

“Grandpa, I am done. I am going to be an engineer.”

“Is it?”

“Yes! Mom has decided – sealed my fate. I am going to be the first engineer in our family.”

He gave a long weary look. “Of all the intelligent promising young men of this family, you got to be the first engineer. This is nothing short of a miracle,” he said. “God please take me, why are you waiting, what else you want these old eyes to witness?”

The great expectations

My Father is a simple man, so is my Mom. But they always expected me to be a scientist. I had reasoned with Mom, thousand times, “How can I become a scientist, when You and Dad are not scientists.”

Mom had coolly replied, every single time, “Einstein’s parents were not scientists!”

The only thing I have invented or going to invent is - my child. (I am going to be a co-inventor! I am incapable of inventing anything on my own.)

My parents had high expectations on me. My hand writing was pathetically illegible; hence they concluded I would become a doctor. However, some skeptics predicted the future of a bus-conductor, which was a high possibility. 

As a young man, I had an uncanny talent for the bus routes. Given any two places, I could easily come up with the shortest, fastest, easiest, toll-free, bus route. I also had a photographic memory for the bus time table. In the non-Google era, this was a promising art. However, my parents were mortified by my talent. The notion of their child becoming a bus conductor, therefore an underachiever, in a family full of underachievers, scared the hell out of them! 

I am a living example of what happens to children with high expectations. I don’t want my child to go through the same hell. Hence, I don’t have any expectations from my child – zero expectations! I don’t want my child to go to the Moon or climb Mount Everest. I don’t want my child to do 4 digit multiplications mentally – if it learns to use a calculator, I am fine with that! However, deep in my heart, If I have the option of expecting one thing from my child, I want him or her to read: War and Peace. 

The long wait

I grew up around a lot of boys. Hence, was always surrounded with - toy machine guns, airplanes, machinery, gadgets, suicide bombs – in short a lot of bang bang. As a literary kid, I was tired of fist fights, dissecting cockroaches, amputating frogs, brainless banter, and meaningless bow and arrow games. I actually want a person in my life with some sense. Did I tell you, that I am going to have a daughter? Yep, I kept the best part for the end. 

Now that I am going to have a daughter, I hope she will bring some sort of order in my other wise chaotic life. I have composed a prayer for God, which goes something like this: “Dear God, Now that you have given me a daughter, please make sure that she doesn’t come across a person like me in her teen years.” It’s a complex prayer. But I am sure God will understand. 

Pregnancy is a great challenge. Before the pregnancy I had thought of going for 3 kids – with or without the consent from the government.  But now, after living with a pregnant lady 24/7, I don’t have any plans for another kid in the coming 200 years. 

My wife has become a totally different person. It’s like a resurrection for her. I have often wondered whether she is the same person I married. Often she is exhausted and tired. The present she is going to get at the end of this pregnancy is what keeps her going. You can not understand this joy, unless you are a woman. 

As for me, for once, I am out of words. This is a big thing in my otherwise uneventful, black and white life. I am content though and could not ask more from life. For now, I am just waiting. It’s a long wait. 

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Comment on this article

  • Joe, Bangalore

    Thu, Jan 21 2010

    Nice one.. But at many instances i felt like the narration is a mock up.

  • Joyer Noronha, Kinnigoli

    Mon, Jan 18 2010

    Amazing article. A perfect creation of Ravi's boundless imagination.

  • MAPU, Kinnigoli/Mangalore

    Mon, Jan 18 2010

    Congratulations Ravi, Really you made a Long Wait...........

  • Rekha Lobo, Ranipura / Dubai

    Sun, Jan 17 2010

    A very nice article Ravi. Keep writing. God Bless both of you.

  • Rajesh P, Mangalore

    Sun, Jan 17 2010

    Well written Ravi, I like your unorthodox style very much !!

  • Sumo, bangalore

    Sun, Jan 17 2010

    Hey Ravi... a very good usual, superb.

  • Anita, Kinnigoli/ US

    Sun, Jan 17 2010

    Hello Ravi, This is the best gem so far. It mirrors all the emotions we go thru'. I liked the perspective of seeing things with a different view...the funny side, had a good laugh. Best Quotes, true gems... "I am telling you for the last time" “You are the anth-kuris in our family" This is your wife talking!” she said, “You never had such courage.” And the last para is so endearing...

  • Mohammed Asif, Kinnigoli

    Sun, Jan 17 2010

    hi ravi, this is mohammed asif, i think you remember me , we studied together in little flower highschool. i really enjoyed your article. Congratulations to you and your wife on the addition in the family.Convey my good wishes to your wife and your sister priya. mail me at

  • Robert Lobo, Mangalore/Kinnigoli

    Sat, Jan 16 2010

    Your article is superb, no doubt about that, but you becomming a Dad in US and me becomming a grandpa and missing know what, so in fact I not happy about it. Folks please note.

  • Basil, Mangalore/Mumbai

    Sat, Jan 16 2010

    Waiting to see photograph of miraculous/unplanned baby.All the best to Mr/Mrs Ravi.Congrats.GOD bless you.

  • Ram Kumar, Hyderabad/Singapore

    Sat, Jan 16 2010

    Ravi, Fabulous,enjoyed your article very much, infact daughters are darling to dad's heart...that's my experience, take care of Reema,Best Wishes

  • Norbert Menezes, Dubai

    Sat, Jan 16 2010

    Hey Ravi simply superb.Your articles takes us back to our AAb and Vodlimai days. I am sure you are Another Chetan Bhagat in the making.My apologies for the Comparision . Hey Amir Khan knock-knock Where are YouWE have one more Idot here get him soon

  • Divya , Mumbai/Kinnigoli/Shj

    Sat, Jan 16 2010

    Nice Article Bro!! Keep writing and we are with you in your long wait.

  • Ganesh, Kinnigoly,Muscat

    Fri, Jan 15 2010

    Congrats Ravi.....very nice article

  • Anita Dsilva, Mangalore/Dubai

    Fri, Jan 15 2010

    Hey Ravi & Reema, CONGRATULATIONS!! Another Hillarious article... I wait eagerly to read your articles, my husband is also infected with my liking. God Bless and Keep writing. All the Best on the new arrival.

  • mabel, bangalore

    Fri, Jan 15 2010

    Hi, Ravi Congrats and love to read yr articles. All the best. mabel

  • arvind, manipal

    Fri, Jan 15 2010

    congratulations daiji world.two good things to read your articles.....

  • Ganesh Nayak.K, Mangalore

    Fri, Jan 15 2010

    For the first time I am reading your writings and it is love at first sight. I became a fan of yours instantly on reading.Your writings are just like writings of Chetahn Bhagats. Just simple and enjoyable.Do not stop writing. I am waiting for lot more from you. Best Wishes from me.

  • Maureen, Bejai

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Ravi, I was wondering since long when I could read the other half of your article. Congratulations! Just remember that girls marry their dads. So you will another of your kind when she is grown. Good Luck with that.

  • devika, mlore

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    congrats, good news and all can learn and laugh but true and innocent thinking......

  • Donald DSouza, London

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Ravi, Excellent one. Had a WHALE OF A TIME after a tiring day at office.

  • Kavita Nadgir, Bangalore

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    good article.. Congratulations

  • Ila Dubey, Noida/USA

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Got to know abt your work from orkut.Very realistic article with superb sense of humor. Would be looking forward to your articles from now on.

  • Raj Jampa, California

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Excellent article Ravi. All your articles can be made as TV serials, something similar to Malgudi Days. Congratulations to Reema Bhabhi and you, and good luck.

  • Sam,

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Another nice article.... LOL @ "I was a quiet person even before I was born!" you are right, time is changed now..babies are not interested to visit this world without doctors command and nurses care. They are expensive..Congratulations..!

  • NAvin, Manipal / BAH

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Nice Article as usual. I used to read your blog always. Congrats and God Bless you both...

  • mario, mangalore

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    great article ravi. Just couldn't stop laughing. It has all the ingredients for a good drama. Keep up the good work.

  • Olivia Moras, Puttur/Toronto

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Man you are funny. I loved every bit of your Article it’s just getting better & better. I thought I was funny. You beat me. Holy! I can't stop laughing. Can I please ask you for a favour? Now that I've read your Article or considering the fact that I enjoyed reading, let me put it this way may be that I'm kind of a fan now .. Oh no my friend is getting impatient. Says just blurt out “what do u want from him". O.K...O.K... What I want from you is that can you please convey my regards to your sweet grandmother if u can't then I'll do it myself. It’s o.k. Just kidding, Good job Ravi Lobo.

  • S.Rodrigues, New York

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    First of all Congratulations to you and your wife on the addition in the family, that too a daughter, who will surely help you out with your life. Secondly, your article kept me wanting for more. It's hilarious and reminded me of the series 'Everybody loves Raymond'. The initial part of the article,reminded me about my pregnancy. Its weird how medical experts here, overlook certain important things. Anyways, enjoy your future role as a Dad and all the best for the sleepless nights..

  • Mohan Noronha, Shirva/Riyadh

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Hi Ravi, Congratulations to both of you. Very nice article, enjoyed reading every bit of it.

  • Felcita D'Souza, Paniyur, India/ Saudi Arabia

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Hi Ravi, Congrats!! A nice article once again made me laugh and laugh while i read this line "finally, you get to see the doctor for a few minutes (like the eclipse!!) ... real true comment, keep writing... God Bless you.

  • Harsha, Mangalore.

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Your article read like a Charlie Chaplin's movie. I fell of my chair many times with laughter until the last sentence. The last sentence tugged my heart and left me sad, for I am still waiting to run out of words...Great article. compile them and bring out a book. I will bet my money it will bag Booker prize...

  • Sriram, Sydney

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Good one Ravi...The article is kinda wholesome entertainer with all the right ingredients Drama - "“This is your wife talking!” she said, “You never had such courage.” " Romance/ Sex - "I leant over and muttered: “Ask the damn question!" Action - "My Mom - she was standing in the far corner, on hearing my choice, covered the distance between us with a lightening speed, grabbed me by the collar, tried to air-lift me, but failed miserably because of my extra weight." Tragedy - "“Yes! Mom has decided – sealed my fate. I am going to be the first engineer in our family." Humor - "However, some skeptics predicted the future of a bus-conductor, which was a high possibility." Mystery - "Shocked! I exchanged looks with my wife: How did he know? "!!!

  • Antony Crasta, Mangalore/Sydney, Australia

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Congratulations to you Ravi and your wife on your forthcoming baby. I suppose sooner or later, your grandmother and others will start questioning you as to when the next one is coming!. By the way, Ravi, I am immensively enjoying reading your articles and stories - fact or fictional!

  • Sara Rasquinha, Mangalore / UAE

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Congratulations to both of you. Totally enjoyed reading the article. Love your sense of humour. Keep them coming!!

  • Melwyn - Mangalore, Mangalore

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Hi Ravi Congratulations ... on becoming a father, Conversation with doctor is too good , whole write up is excellent. Convey our good wishes to your wife , we pray for Twins..

  • sonia, mangalore

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Hey Ravi Lobo (nice name)...cute article.....enjoyed it....expecting some more articles from u.......

  • Thomas Saldanha, Dubai

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    I have always been a fan of Ravi Lobo and his articles. I like his sense of humour, very simple, down to earth and a cool headed. Frankly speaking, he is an English version (avatar) of CGS taccode who has mesmerized the konkanni speaking people for decades. My best wishes to Ravi Lobo, keep writing.

  • jessie dsouza, Mangalore

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Congrats Ravi....Great article...I enjoyed a lot. You must be very lucky to be with your wife during pregnancy..Enjoy every moment with your wife....It's a wonderful experience to become a dad...Never miss this chance...I am sure you will be great father for your daughter....All the very best!!!

  • nasim ansar,

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Very nice article.i enjoyed reading .congratulations to both of you

  • Jess, Mangalore

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Ravi means Sun .. Very nice article, had a nice laugh, Pls do write more articles like this...Congratulations to both of you and God bless...

  • Sachin D'Souza, Mira Road / Mumbai

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Hi Ravi, Very good article I love to read all your articles..keep it up...and Congratulations!

  • Diana Fernandes, Kuwait

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Nice Article!! Liked it!!!

  • Della Rego, Mangalore, Doha, Qatar

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Nice write up Ravi, keep it up. Congratulations once again to you, your wife, entire family and especially to your grand mother. Wish you both a happy parental years and all the best.

  • Austine , Arva

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Hi Ravi, It was nice, so realistic, refreshing article congrats and good luck Austine /Arva

  • Reena Reane, Mangalore/Kuwait

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Superb!!! Loved it.

  • Jesintha lobo, SIDDAKATTE,K.S.A

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Simple,realistic,wellnarreted article.I enjoyed reading.congratulations to both of you.

  • jesintha katherine lobo, siddakatte,K S A

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    simple,realistic article.i enjoyed reading.congratulations to both of you.

  • Parker, Dubai

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Very Nice article

  • Priya, Bantwal/Dubai

    Thu, Jan 14 2010

    Hey Ravi Reema must be having a fun time, with your jokes...i liked the article....its funny!! say hi to her for me...and congratulations to both of you n god bless.

  • Carolyn, Mangalore/Mumbai

    Wed, Jan 13 2010

    I really loved this article. Its hilarious.Write more stuff like this :).

  • Raina Sequeira, Dubai

    Wed, Jan 13 2010

    Very nice article.

  • Maxim Lobo,

    Wed, Jan 13 2010

    Good one Ravi. I have read quite a bit of your stuff. You are good. This one flows nicely, gently... sure you'r becoming a Dad!

  • D.M.D' Souza, Bantwal

    Wed, Jan 13 2010

    Hi Ravi I read every story-fact & fictional.I enjoy them immnesely as they are in some part my own expereinces as well. My name also starts with Dev, my class mates always thought I was a brahmin boy, as I didn't spoke in my mother tongue in school. My 2nd kid always made docs go in for repeated ultrasound scans as they didn't find him very active when inside. A secret- u too can enjoy- keep your ear to her tummy n u come to know the docs are always wrong.

  • Aldrin, New York

    Wed, Jan 13 2010

    Too good to read your articles..

  • Rajasekhar Kandalam, Hyderabad

    Wed, Jan 13 2010

    Hey Ravi, congrats again!!! Thanks for revealing the secret :) :) :)

  • jacintha Dcosta, Mangalore/Dublin Ireland

    Wed, Jan 13 2010

    Well written article, its realistic !any way congratulations! am curious now what would b your baby's name?i like the way you always narrate your Grandma.. any way good luck for your newcomer!

  • A.D'Cunha Shenoy, Mangaluru

    Wed, Jan 13 2010

    Ravi, Sex=Responsibity Change. There you have it. Anyway, Congratulations

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