Monday 4 November 2013

Karwa Chauth


Yes I know it was sometime back in Oct and I don't even remember the date! Does that make me a bad wife? There were many ladies (my neighbors) who were celebrating it with much fanfare and were all decked up and sending messages on WhatsApp.. asking if anyone had seen the moon yet!? Don't you find it contradictory (I actually found it funny) that women who are well-versed with the latest technologies, still believe in such age old custom?

Seeing all the hullabaloo surrounding it my husband told me with a smirk on his face "Look at all those women.. doing so much for their husband!?, Why did not you do it?". And that irritated me and prompted me to ask him " Did you ever keep a fast for me?". Am I treading on land mines here!?

Isn't cooking, cleaning, washing, working and I am sure there are loads more that I have missed here enough to prove your love? Now do I also have to fast on top of all this!?

I know I must have irked a lot of pati-vrata women out there by now. But I really do not believe in this bourgeois mentality of fasting for a husbands long life. Yes women used to fast in the old days and they had strong reasons to..men used to goto war.
Yes men goto war even today and spending a day at the office is more bloody too than the good old days.

I am religious to an extent but do not believe in all of the rituals.

Wednesday 30 October 2013

Curiosity - 55 Fiction




She always sat at the same spot and he could only glimpse her pair of rainbow colored sandals.

His curiosity had been piquing, he got up and strode towards her, all eyes upon those legs.  He fell across the stool onto the floor on all fours with a bang. He looked up, she was gone.

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Tuesday 22 October 2013

100 Words on Saturday – 7

I knew it was my last day there


When did I grow up?
 Why only I have to leave?
Is it the end
Or a new beginning?

What kind of a love is this?
 that needs me to leave
My old Loves behind..
 But do I have to?

As I walk down the steps
 I am hesitant
Now that the day has come
 I don't want to!

As I look back at him
 Blurry eyed
Can see him smiling
 With tears in his eyes.

As he walked towards me
 Hugged me, Blessed me
Whispered in my ears "Be happy, Always"
 I knew it was my last day there


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Tuesday 8 October 2013

100 Words on Saturday – 6

By the time Diya looked up from her desk all she could see were empty cubicles.  Looking at the parking area from her 6th floor window a sense of foreboding came upon her.

She quickly took her purse and started towards the lift. As the elevator landed she ran towards her car, banged the door shut, was about to start the engine when she heard a banging at the window.  
She hesitated but speeded away.

As the man stood holding her purse he was sad but not bewildered to see such paranoid reaction from women every once in a while.

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Monday 7 October 2013

Zindagi

Haan Zindagi tho kat jaaegi
 Kuch haste, kuch rotein
Lekin jeena tho usko kehte hain
 Jo har pal jiyein

Kabhi dekha hai aasmaan mein udte parindo ko
 kabhi socha hai kaise lagta hoga
Pankh phailan kar khule aasmaan mein udna
 Dhalte hue Suraj ki roshni mein kho jaana

Pehli baarish ki boondon ka
 Mitti mein mil jaana
Unki dheemi dheemi khusbhu
 Mein kho jaana

Phoolon ka malmal
 Chehre par sahlana..
Haan issi ko tho
  Kehte hai Jeena mere dost!

Touch 01.

If I could have anyone I choose as my 'forever friend'/ 'life partner' , I would choose...

My husband. Yes, to whom I have been married for six years now. And have known him for more than eight years and maybe more because I feel like I have known him forever. Yes, how could I have not known him!? He is like my twin soul. We are alike in so many ways but very different at the same time.

Yes we compliment each other. Wherever I am weak he is strong and vice versa.

He lets me know in very firm words if my head is floating very high up in the clouds and helps me in keeping my feet firmly on the ground. At the same time he himself will be the first one to let me know if I deserve to be in the clouds for sometime...:)

He helps me in his own little ways. Encourages me to achieve more. Guides me out of the jungle of Life when I am lost in the woods of sorrow. Helps me in seeing the light through the hazy shadows of lies and deceit. And the most important thing "I can just be just myself".

He is not perfect but neither am I. But can you imagine how boring life would be if we all were perfect?

I love him for all that he is and not. And wouldn't change this relationship for anything else in the world.

Wednesday 25 September 2013

Is this what they call Selfless Love?

Today I came across a beautiful poem and really loved it, hence thought of putting it down here.........

Your children are not your children. 
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. 

They come through you but not from you, 
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. 

You may give them your love but not your thoughts, 
For they have their own thoughts. 

You may house their bodies but not their souls, 
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. 

You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. 
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

~Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet

Before we decided to have our little one I always used to think of "how will my baby grow up?", "Will he/she turn out OK?", "What if he/she turns into an evil person?". Oh yes! I used to think all this and more!

But the day I set my eyes upon her I fell head over heels in love with her. It was the type of love  where in I loved her innocence, her tiny hands and feet, her long yawns, the twinkle in the eye.

I don't think I will be hurt if her views are not the same as mine. If the dreams I saw for her are not the same as what she dreams of. If she does not turn out to be the perfect person that I wanted her to be. If her interests are not the same as mine.

I can already see the little person in her. Being ever inquisitive, funny, cheeky and gorgeous.

I will love her for the person that she is and not what I wanted her to become.

I know we are going to have our share of disagreements as she grows up but I hope I will remember this in those times too!

Monday 23 September 2013

Is it O2 or a birthday cake!!

A two year old can fire your imagination. I realised this when we took our bubba to the O2 dome (Millenium Dome) over the weekend. Those of you who have not seen it below is a picture of the same.


photo credit: http://www.americanahotel.co.uk/media/photos/o2a.gif

Now as soon as we got out of the car my little one started singing "Happy Birthday to you.. Happy Birthday to you". It took me a moment to realize that she had actually pictured the dome as a big birthday cake and the support poles on the top were the candles and hence the birthday song. Yes it brought a smile to my lips too... :)

Even though I had seen the building a thousand times before I never pictured it that way!

And in a way it got me thinking how I have lost the child in me. Kids find even the smallest of things very interesting and look at everything around them with curiosity. They actually bring a fresh perspective into this world. I just hope I can keep the fire of imagination burning in her and maybe that will kindle back mine too.

Thursday 19 September 2013

My thoughts...

This has been plaguing my mind for quite some time now. Whenever I see mothers who have left their jobs to look after their little ones at home, I do feel a twinge of guiltiness seeping into my heart.. thinking whether I did the right thing.

Am I a bad mother in leaving my bubba at the nursery at only 1 year of age?
Will my bubba turn up fine when she grows up?
Is she missing something by me not being able to spend more time with her?

I must say I and my bubba did struggle a lot in the initial stages..she was falling sick quite frequently...I could not leave her at the nursery with the image of her crying stuck in my heart.

The pressure and guilt became so much that I left my job and spent time with her so that she can get used to the nursery and once I felt that she is happy I looked for another job a bit closer to home. Luckily I got one that gave me enough flexibility in working hours and holidays.

And I must say that now she actually looks forward to going to the nursery. She enjoys the company of the staff and other kids of her own age. She is doing lots of activities and learning a lot too.
And I am also happy in the sense that my bubba is happy and being looked after well and I can goto work without worrying about her.

Having studied so hard and devotedly, I also know that I am fiercely independent, not working is not an option for me. I just hope I am setting up a good example for her.

But still that guilt nags me and is bleeding my heart little by little....

( I know I have rambled on as usual...but then I have got a valid reason to do so as its Free Write day on Write Tribe )

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Friday 30 August 2013

Awakening

Atlast I have decided to awaken by blog from its deep slumber of about 2.5 years!!

A lot has happened in my life since then...the most important one being.. I have a 2 year old daughter now!
Yes my bubba is very naughty and keeps me on my toes whole day. And by evening I just want to lie down and sleep

peacefully. But now my hands are itching to write..as she is two now, I do get sometime (read nil) to do my stuff.

And hence the first thing that I want to do is pen my thoughts, my day, my life, just anything on my blog.

So watch this space..here I come!