Hair Dos and Good Looks

The Aunty with the scissors looked really terrifying. I turned back to make sure Rita Attai was holding me.

Yes.... she was. Good... I was relieved.

Then I tried to stay as quiet as possible as I got my first hair cut.

Amma loved my haircut, but everyone else said the haircut made me look different. Can’t wait to see what my Ammama’s reaction is going to be like when I see her next.

Oh, did I mention that the haircut costed my Attai 10 bucks! That’s more expensive that Appa’s haircut, Appa told me.

Well……..who’s the good-looking baby?

The Thumb Affair

I love to suck my thumb. There’s a taste in it like none other. Appa and Amma keep telling me to take it out of my mouth, but I let then think they’ve fooled me when they pull the thumb out. After Amma wipes the thumb, I put it right back into the mouth.

I notice that if I’m persistent about putting the thumb back into the mouth, they just let me have my way after some time.

So a baby’s got to do what a baby’s got to do…hehehehehe…

My trip to Genting Highlands....

The Ferris Wheel took me and Appa so high up…..and then it stopped there for a while. Appa kept telling me to look but I’m not sure what I was supposed to look at.

I was cold.

Amma wrapped in in layers of clothes, but I was till cold. And I was sleepy. Where’s my rocker with its beautiful Looney Tunes tune?

Why was I sleeping the WHOLE day in my stroller?

Appa says I’m a big boy because I’ve visited Genting Highlands.

I look at Appa in the face and tell him, I need to sleep, Appa. Can we go home soon?

And the Baby finally turns!

Darling Sakkti Velan,

You finally turned today! Well done, baby.

Rice Feeding

Appa fed me sweet ponggal today. Amma calls it Pukkai. The rice was really tasty.

This is my Rice Feeding ceremony, to indicate that I can start eating solids now. Looks like I’ll be given some real food now….yeah….no more baby milk formula…..but….I LIKE my MILK!

MILK!....MILK!.....MILK!......

Amma can we go home now?…. We’ve prayed already - let’s go home and sleep.

Baby Family

My family consists of Amma, Appa and myself. That's the basic unit.

On Appa's side, there's my Mina Patti. When Amma goes to work, my Mina Patti and my Rita Attai look after me. I try my best to be a good baby, and to take a good name for Appa and Amma.

When I'm in Mina Patti's house, my cousins, Sevanthi, Venmathi and Valaermati are always there. Sometimes, my other cousin Amirtheeni comes too. She's my Periaappa's daughter.

On Amma's side, there's my Ammama and my Tatta. You can see them in the photo here. I am my Ammama's Prince....she said so herself. I haven't got any cousins on my Amma's side yet....but I know they'll be coming soon enough so I better enjoy all the pampering while I still have the lead. I am Ammama's Prince......and Baby Appu.

Then there's Loshini Cinnama and

Nithi Mama.
Loshini Cinnama was afraid to carry me until I was almost 30 days old. I like it when Mama carries me because he's so filled out it's like sleeping against a big, fat cushion!

I guess I need to mention my Periamma C. She calls me a rose bud- very unmanly...but I'm not complaining here. I like smelling like a Rose Bud...hehe...Then there's my on-call physician, Dr Gugu Periamma.Mmmmm....I think I have to work on making that a bit shorter or I'm going to confuse myself trying to call her when I get older.

60 days

2 months old today, and Appa took a picture of me. That’s me sitting on my Amma’s lap, with my cool cap.

Hum handsome, na?

Where's my AMMA?

I had a shock this morning when I realised my Amma was gone.

She was not bathing me, my Mina Pathi was. And Amma was not feeding me or playing with me.

I was worried sick, but tried to be manly and remained cool.
Appa came home in the afternoon, and I asked Appa where Amma had gone? Appa asked me what I was doing….and I looked at Appa again and asked him where AMMA HAD GONE?!!!

Why is everyone so cool when my Amma is missing?

Amma came back about 6.30 in the evening, and she said she went to work.

What’s work? I ask Amma. But Amma’s telling me she missed me today and asking me what I did today.

So I tell her I spent the day eating and watching TV sometimes, but most times…I was SLEEPING….hehehehehehe………and when I was awake, I was also wondering where my Amma was.

Darling Cinnama

Cinnama’s leaving to go to Ukraine today.

Well, that’s what Amma said….but actually I don’t quite understand it. Amma says it’s something like how it was when I had to stay in the hospital without Amma and Appa. Oh me gosh, POOR, POOR Cinnama.......

Cinnama is sad to go, but I look at her long and hard and I’m trying to tell her that I love her too.

Cinnama, I love you. I might forget you by the time you get back here, but don’t worry, babies are supposed to forget.

But I still love you!

I LOVE YOU......I LOVE YOU.....I LOVE YOU...........

BCG Woe!

It’s my 43rd day and I’m in a bit of pain today- my BCG just burst!

It’s been growing big with puss for the past few days and it finally BURST!

But it’s mush better now after Amma kissed it and

put some sambrani smoke on it to relieve the pain.

Puchong Homecoming

The place looks new and odd to me, but the people are the same. Amma and Appa are still here.

Where’s Ammama and Tata? Where’s Nithi Mama and Loshini Cinnama?

I meet my Prateeb Cittapa….and we’ll soon became good friends too!

I see my new room….Amma and Appa’s room in Mina Pathi’s house.

I like my new room.

I’m sleepy already; I think the journey from Seputeh to Puchong has made me extremely sleeppyyy……

*Yawn*

On the 30th & 31st day of my life....

On the 30th day of my life, my family members got together to offer their gratitude over my safe birth and my good health. Appa and Amma prayed to the Goddess Pechayee, and offered me up to her for further blessings.

And here is the first picture of me--- with my Ammama.


After the prayers, I was officially put into my cot. My first cot was small and blue, and I would be sleeping in it until I become too big for it. At 4 months, I started sleeping in Valaermadi's cot, which Rita Attai generously handed down for her Cellam to sleep in.


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On the 31st day of my life, my baby hair was shaved as per Ceylonese custom. I was fast asleep at first on the shoulders of my Rasa Appapa.....but as the head became more and more exposed to the cold, I began crying.

When the Barber Uncle had finished shaving my head completely, Appa put sandalwood paste on my head to cool it down. Amma said this was also customary.

And this is a picture of me, with my Appa.


APPA, I love you! We'll always be cums now....

My Appa My Cum

The second time my Appa carried me I was 28 days old.

Appa has only carried me once so far, and that was on the night that I was born.

To make my Appa even more nervous…I decided to burp and bring out some of my milk through my nose....hehe..(just to highlight here, that the burp was original and in no way purposely done to scare my Appa)

Amma later told me that poor Appa almost dropped me in panic, but Amma made him hold me and put me on his shoulders to sleep.

And then I did what I do best…..I slept.

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Little Weights & Baby Mittens

I was born 2.9kg and 58 cm long. My head circumference was 31cm. In 6 weeks I will be 5.2 kg and 58 cm long. All the clothes that Amma and Appa had bought for me would began to fit me. In fact, Amma will start putting some of my smaller clothes away.

Since the day I had my first bath, I've always been annoyed by the pottu they insist on putting on my forehead. So to tell everyone how much I dislike the pottu, I would rub the fresh new mitten with the pottu. Then Amma would gently scold me and change the mittens....but i think she had to throw away the mittens coz the pottu just doesn't wash off! Funny though, because in spite of my efforts, no one paid any attention( or got the message) - and after all my hard, hard work and the pottu was successfully rubbed off, everyone just patiently put a new pottu on back again for me!

*Sigh*

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My belly button fell off when I was 5 days old. Thank goodness that fell off coz while it was hanging out of me, Amma used to wipe it with alcohol swabs, and boy, were they cold!!!!!

**Sigh***Sigh***

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Did I mention I was hospitalised?? Yikes! I must have forgotten....yup...they took me away on the 19th of July from Amma and put me - naked except for a diaper and a net over my eyes - under photo lights so that my jaundice level would reduce. The doctor took blood from me three times in the two days that I was wearded and that hurt like crazy!

But you know, being under the light was a little like sun-bathing.....sometimes on my stomach and sometimes on my back. Amma and Appa came to see me when I was there, but no one stayed with me =(

Anyway, when you're tiny and only 5 days old.....sleep prevails everything. And as long as I was fed when I was hungry, I contently slept through the whole two days. =)


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Just for the record here, I won't be putting up too many pictures of my good-looking self.

Firstly, the reason being that , my old- fashioned Amma and Appa, and even more-old fashioned Ammama and Mina Pathi have decided that my first picture will only be taken on the 30th day of my life.....and that is another story.

Secondly, Amma thinks too many pictures of myself will invite unnecessary evil-eye casting on little me, and well....I kinda need Amma's help to load my pictures--- so I guess, in most instances, you'll just have to take my word for it.

Aloha Bumi Matha

I was born on the 15th of July at 11.37 p.m. Amma had exactly 24 hours of labour, but gosh, I was more exhausted after all the work I did.


When I came squealing out, the doctor who delivered me, Dr Fong, showed me to Amma. The nurses took me away to clean me and then Amma nursed me. I don’t have much recollection of what happened after that because I think I must have fallen asleep. Appa said he held me in his arms and whispered “Om Nama Shivaya” in my ears three times. Then I was bathed and wrapped and I spent my first night outside the comfort of Amma’s womb sleeping by her side in a glass cot.

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Next morning, I was still sleeping, but then I was rudely awakened by a nurse who jabbed me with a sharp object. I cried, but fell asleep again because I guess when you’re tiny, sleep prevails even pain =). Amma and I were discharged after the pediatrician checked me. I remember her comments, “He’s fast asleep.”
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I came home to my Ammama’s house in a red suit that Appa bought for me. The suit will only fit me perfectly only when I was about 5 weeks old, so when Amma put it on me when I was hardly a day’s old, I was floating in it. I slept in the car, naturally, on the way to Ammama’s house. Appa’s car is a big, big, black car.

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Amma said I slept a lot the first two days. In fact I was sleeping through all my feeds and I was very grumpy when I was awakened to feed. I was bathed once a day, and then they smoked me over sambrani. I knew I smelled good because everyone kept sniffing my hair.

Oh, did I mention that I was born with a head full of hair! The first hair was curly, according to Amma. People who came to see me would ask Appa if I was delivered through vacuum because I had a longish head. Appa bought me a baby rocker to shape my head again, and I loved sleeping in the rocker.

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Over the next 60 days, Amma and Appa came to learn that I had inherited Amma’s short-temperedness and Appa’s impatience. Amma said that I would drink noisily after wailing long and hard whenever I was hungry. Hey, what’s a baby to? I need milk when I need milk!

Life in Ammama’s house was bliss. Whenever I was sleepy, Ammama would rock me and so would Tata. Ammama was always singing incomprehensible songs to me, but Tata’s one song was a lot of “dodododo” in the Jingle Bells tune! Then there was my Nithi Mama and my Loshini Chinnama who adore me.

Bless me because Ammama said I was the Prince. And I was the new Appu……..

muahahahaha Mama........your Appu days are OVER!

May we present to you......Sakkti Velan

To my darling first born,

This site, Colossal Adventures by Sakkti Velan is especially dedicated to you, so that you will know how you grew, and your childhood will forever remain in Amma's and Appa's hearts.

We'll record your my everyday adventures. I guess since you're soooo small (or tiny even!), every thing you do is COLOSSAL to Amma and Appa. Hence the name of the blogpage, Colossal Adventures.

Welcome to the family, son.