Baby gets a passport….oops 2 passports in 6 months!!!

Fortunately or unfortunately Nirvaan was sent to crazy parents who conceived a trip to some foreign country when he was just one and a half month. With great thoughts, comes great responsibility and enthusiasm. Step one for any foreign tour would be to get hold of passports. Mommy and Daddy had their passports. However, babies do not come to earth with a passport. That meant, we had to make a passport for baby Nirvaan.As soon as we received baby’s birth certificate, Daddy racked up the internet to find out the requirements for procuring a passport for infants in India. He applied online for the same and chose a date for the appointment. Tons of forms were downloaded, printed and duly filled. Photocopies of his birth certificate and of all our IDs were done. Next, we stumbled upon a difficulty. It was getting a passport sized photograph of the baby. Remember, he was just one and a half month of age. Although our phone galleries were and are overflowing with his photos and we have captured his photos in all sorts of way, there are many criteria for a passport sized photograph for a passport.

The background has to be white.

Baby’s eyes needs to be open.

His ears should be visible.

His mouth should be shut.

Taking all of these into account, we had to go to a photo studio. At a time when he’d be mostly asleep or crying or suckling milk, it was a difficult job. After a few trials, we got hold of a perfect shot. We were overjoyed and relieved after ticking the last thing in our list.

Nirvaan’s passport size           photo at 1 month’s age

Now, came the D-Day. Baby Nirvaan set out for his first ever ‘interview’ for the passport office with Daddy, Mommy and his nanny. Living in a metro with a Passport Seva Kendra pretty near to us meant it would be just half an hour’s drive. However, we were still a litte scared since we were warned of cross infection and many other hazards. Like all other times, we did what we had to do being encouraged by our pediatrician, Dr. Roy who is himself a travel enthusiast. Once we reached there, we saw quite a number of infants of his age and sighed with relief.

Babies get priorities everywhere. So, we could avoid the long serpentine queue at the entrance and with the exception of waiting for our documents to be verified, other processes went pretty smoothly and quickly. Noteworthy to mention was the process where Nirvaan had to give his thumb impression!

Finally after 2 hours, we were done with the formalities. Next, there was police verification. After a few days, a police came to our place and verified all the documents and the baby.

After all this, in another fifteen days, the postman delivered the passport. We were thrilled. Daddy’s eyes were glittering triumphantly. That afternoon, we were almost on the verge of booking our tickets to Paris. However, work called Daddy to go to the clinic and Mommy was feeding the baby. Little Hashi, our four-legged and first baby finally got a chance to examine the lucrative new thing which lay on the desk and made good use of the opportunity. Little did she know that her teeth could puncture the passport rendering it ‘damaged’ and of no use. We were thoroughly disappointed to see all our efforts gone in vain.

After a few months, we again applied for the passport and went through a similar process.

Ps., later we were thankful to Hashi because a Euro trip with an infant would have been a little difficult given the weather conditions and long traveling hours and lots of running around. But we did make use of the new passport in another 4 months about which you will get to read soon.

Also, we have another passport sized photograph of Nirvaan at six months owing to this and we can’t stop finding it extremely cute.

Nirvaan’s passport photo at                                      6 months

 

 

 

 

A train without a platform

…And so it happened one day that my five month old baby Nirvaan, his dad and I were to come back to Kolkata,our home from the peaceful hamlet of Mccluskiegunj. We had booked our tickets for the Shaktipunj Express which halts at Mccluskiegunj station believing that it will be easier for us to board the train without having to go to Ranchi the nearest prominent station with the baby.

Little did we know what awaited us!

Mccluskiegunj has a quaintly rustic station. It is like one of those stations we pass through but never recollect the name. Nestled amidst trees, villagers, mostly tribals sat on the tawdry benches and dozed and waited for their train to arrive. We were a spectacle for these kind and gentle people. Mr. Deepak Rana, our host had accompanied us to the station to help us board the station. Twenty five years a Sarpanch and a very popular man, his presence attracted the locals to come and interact with us. We met Mr Wajid who would eventually help us a lot. I’ll write about him a little later. There was this tribal woman who came to cuddle the baby and talked to us in her tongue of which we deciphered very less except for the part where she enquired why the baby of two Mota Hathis( fat elephants) was so skinny!!! Neel cried at the strange sound of the whistle. The men and women made a space for me to calm him and breastfeed him.

Finally after we waited for the train for half an hour, it arrived. However, our coach was at a place much beyond the little elevation they call the platform. So, the daddy carried some of the luggage, a few villagers lend their hand to carry the pram, and everyone else helped us to put all of these up in the train. The halt was for 3 minutes, much of which was spent in walking. The kind soul Mr. Wajid took baby Neel in his arms. We were helped to board the train by Mr. Rana. Finally, baby Nirvaan was lifted like Simba and put to the daddy’s arms very carefully. Just at that moment, our train squeaked and started once again.

New parents often shy away from traveling with infants. However, once you set out the roads will bring you to strange circumstances and wonderful people and somehow we will always take back memories of a lifetime worthy of ten thousands of blog posts and accepting life as it comes.

Keep traveling. See you someday!

Priyasha!

About Us

Hello friends ! My name is Saubhik Ghosh. I am a dentist by profession. I am married to Priyasha who is a teacher by profession. We stay at Kolkata, eastern part of India. We have a cute little baby who just turned one. We call him Nirvaan. Our family is incomplete without our fur baby Hashi whom we got from the tiger reserve of Sunderbans when she was 25 days old. We have been avid enthusiasts of travelling even before we got married and then when Priyasha conceived, many people around warned us that it would be impossible for us to travel like we did before. We were unfazed. We travelled when Nirvaan was still in his mother’s womb. We travelled since he has been of  2 months.  We have already completed 10 trips with him. You will find all our adventures with Nirvaan in this blog. We also have various tips for all of those who are new to parenting with the indomitable desire to travel and see the world. Hope you will find them useful and enjoy our adventures with us. Cheers!