BH CORRESPONDENT, Mumbai: Actor Kalki Koechlin and her Israeli classical pianist boyfriend Guy Hershberg have become proud parents of a baby girl on Friday night. However, there has been official confirmation from their side.
It was paparazzi Viral Bhayani who posted photographs of Kalki on Instagram and congratulated the Dev.D actress for having given birth to a baby girl on Friday (February 7) night. According to sources, the Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara actress delivered the baby through the water birthing method, just like the way she was born.
All through her pregnancy period, Kalki kept posting various messages and photographs on her Instagram account. In fact, she had been active throughout her pregnancy. The Margarita with a Straw actress also revealed how she didn’t feel any maternal instant in the first two months of her pregnancy. Later, on Kareena Kapoor Khan’s radio show, she opened up about how her family reacted to her having a baby out of wedlock. “Thankfully, both our families are quite unconventional in terms of…they are not too traditional in the sense of having to be married and all of that. My mother is like, Look, next time you marry, just make sure it’s for life.’ Because I have already been divorced once. So she wasn’t in a big hurry,” said the Yeh Jawaani Hai Deewani and Gully Boy actress.
In 2011, Kalki married filmmaker Anurag Kashyap but the couple headed for a divorce in 2015.
Kalki’s last Instagram post was six days ago.
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Love and hate. Seems to be everywhere these days. A world wide debate. But I don’t need to look far to find it. I see this cycle of love and hate in my own family. We curse eachother and scream and shout and break things, until we ourselves break. Then we cry, feel the guilt and look down at our feet. We hug gingerly, love reluctantly and forget quickly until it is repeated again. Love and hate. A habit. Like two magnets, in constant repulsion. Perhaps the opposite of hate is not love, but understanding. And the opposite of love is not hate, but neglect. There are so many uncomfortable extremes that make us feel we must react at once and put a stop to it – slam the door, walk away, shout your way to the other person’s silence, unleash unthinkable acts of violence. But living with discomfort all the time, as I do now, because it is inside me and I cannot escape it, I have to be patient. My body demands it, my mind shuts down, my heart can only beat. If I erupt, it is inward and I alone feel the heat. I feel small, very small, from the sheer mystery and unfamiliarity of the grand workings taking over inside me. And so, eventually, I’m reduced to baby steps, forced to listen and respond, to note down and break years of habit in this moment. Today the cycle will not repeat. Today I will plant a seed, allowing my intentions to grow into another being – another me, but more conscious, more careful . I feel as if this creature, which began as a virus of discomfort inside me, slowly threatening my independence, stalling my capacity to create, or to think for myself, and eating into my daily routine, is now firmly a mirror of my own insecurities, a counter to my fears, a soul that can evolve and grow more rapidly than I have in all my years. So perhaps the opposite of destruction is not creation, but simply balance. And the opposite of creation is not destruction, but constant distraction. So I sit and wait. Write and read. Try to keep my balance. And breathe. Because that’s all I can get right sometimes. #notesfromapregnantdiary #9monthseries Photo @yashyeri Assisted by @vaibhav_dabholkar_ Style @divyabal HMU @angelinajoseph Dress @_naushadali_