Cuddle me...I am feeling lonely

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Mirror O Mirror.....

Mirror mirror..how do I look??
'Like the unused...unturned..dusty book...
That lies on the shelf since years and years....
My dear women...that is how u look...'

Then let me turn the pages...
Remove the dust and give it a shine
Since it is lying for ages....
Let me read and make it mine.....

It has a story...of a woman...
So young...so charming....full of life...
So innocent...so determined...
Who gets married and becomes a wife...

A new chapter to start....
A new family waiting to embrace...
How she has made this place...
A HOME with her radiance....

She is present everywhere...every corner of the house....
Dancing...walking...singing...all day long....
Filling the vaccum in everyone's life....
No morning starts without her sweet song...

And one day she becomes a mother....
Look at her beauty...O Mirror!!!
And the angel in her arms....
A heaven on earth it seems...O Mirror!!!!

The clock ran...the needles moved....
And she in her little cosy world...
Was all happy and contended....
Until a tragedy struck one day...

O Mirror...such a sad chapter!!!
Life betrayed her and took her charm....
She fell down from stairs....
And broke her leg and arm...

What a trauma..what an attack....
But she still smiled and looked beautiful...
Believing in her world that she had build...
That everyone shall be soulful....

Time passed...no songs were heard...
She lay on her bed...so silent and lost
Was she the same woman...O Mirror...?
All alone and crying almost....

Where is her world of love??
That she had created and nurtured....
Was her identity lost....
In a never ending search...

But let me now clean my face....
Stand for self and show my grace....
And not become an unused book...
Mirror O Mirror....that is how I want to look....

Dus rupaye ka Ashirwad.....

Durga Puja in Kolkata is the time that is worth watching and living those 10 days. Decorated in lights like a Bride...huge pandals...Idols...golgappas..chat papdi...chowmin...all street foods...and what not. Melas and toys for kids. Every day a new dress and then starts the Puja Hopping. And this year I was blessed to be a part of this grand Durga Puja in Kolkata. Me and my daughter were really excited to enjoy the puja flavor.

Walking thru the roads, standing in the queues to see the pandals and Maa Durga's Idol, everything was just fantastic and unimaginable. And then at one point we became exhausted, and decided to take a rickshaw. But when we looked around, we saw hand rickshaws...Somehow I was not ready to ride. But my daughter was very tired and wanted to sit on the rickshaw.

So we hired one. He was an old man. Must be of my father's age. I was really feeling bad but I had no choice. And when we got down, I asked him the fare...he said " 40 rupaye beti". I handed over Rs. 50 to him. He was about to return me Rs.10...when I told him "kaku aap baki 10 rupaye rakh lo." A smile spread on his face and he said"khish raho beti". I do not why..but I felt very happy...

That 10 rupees Ashirwad was a real blessing from an unknown heart.....

Playground....TV......MOBILE....What is the right choice?

The topic seems little weird. Right? Few days back, a friend of mine visited my home. I saw her 8 years old son continuously playing games on the mobile and she was not even trying to stop him. I asked her why was she not asking him to stop. She said that he just does not listen to her.

So, I spoke to him 'Anuj, why don't you go out and play with kids. See there are many kids in the playground and they are playing cricket.'
Without looking towards me he said 'No aunty, I am fine. I don't like going out and play.' I was surprised. Then my friend said 'Dear you know what...there is no park or playground in my society where kids can play. Neither any in my vicinity also. I did try a lot. But couldn't help Anuj in styaing away from the mobile. He does not even like watching TV. Tell me what to do. He does not have friends also. All of them stay quiet far. So I am left with no other option.'

I could see the fear and also worry in her eyes. Was Anuj at fault? I believe he was not. There are many such places where there is mo place for the kids to play. Earlier they used to stick to the TV and watch cartoons. But now, slowly and steadily mobile games are replacing these cartoons also. We are now asking the kids to watch TV rather than playing games on mobile.

We as parents are in a dilemma as to what to do? In the absence of a playground...where does our child go for playing or for recreation activities?

We have left the kids with no option. And as an individual even they get bored with one particular thing and want to try different things. Keeping them away from mobile is becoming tough nad tough everyday. We as parents need to monitor and be vigilant on their use of mobile.

Blessed.....

It was a cozy evening. I was enjoying my evening tea and watching my 5 years daughter play with her dolls. I got stuck at a point when I saw her pretending a "Mother". She was treating her dolls like her baby..making them have their breakfast..and all the chores that she does along with me. I just wanted to capture that moment in my eyes and so....I closed them and started to recap. 
And I went 6 years down the lane while rewinding. The day when I had my pregnancy test and got the results confirmed that soon I shall be a MOM and my dear husband a DAD. And we started to enjoy each and every moment of my 9 months of incredible journey of pregnancy....
And the day came when our ANGEL stepped in. I can till date remember those lights in the OT. My gynae and the Anaesthisist making me relax before the opertaion. I was half concious and in few min I heard a loud cry. Oh she was out...she was in this world. 
That kiss on my forehead that my Husband gave me that day was the most beautiful and precious one.....and said "I am blessed to have you and you have again blessed me with this little angel. I luv you".
It was a c-section and the pain was really bad. But everytime I saw my Angel...pain used to vanish like anything. And my journey as a Mother started...sad...happy...joy...tears.. pain...everything and all for her...I just could bear because I had become a Mom. From somewhere that patience...that strenghth..those tricks...came within me. And one day my husband said " You know you are so lucky. You as a female is blessed by the God to give birth and bring a life on the earth. Only you know how it feels...only you know the pain and only you can feel that happiness. I really sometimes feel jealous of you". 
That day I realised how true he was. God has Blessed each and every human being with some unique quality. And the uniqueness of giving birth is a Blessing to all the womanhood. 
And I opened my eyes to see that Blessing blossom. 
So dear Moms...stay blessed and just see them blossom.
Happy Reading!

Phoenix Again.....

I have failed. Oh! I failed again. Where did I go  wrong? Where was my fault? Everytime this happens only with me. I almost reach my Goal and then something happens and I am drifted away from it. Why me? And only me?

Huh...and many such questions in mind. I fail everytime I try to do something. And I lose my confidence. But how many times should I fail? And how many times should I give the exams of life?

Can anyone one on this Earth answer this to me? Or may be the Almighty...?

Have we all not come a across such questions..such dilemmas.....when we saw ourselves failing at each and every point of life?

What do we do at that point of time? How do we try to come back to the normal world and start afresh? Someone suggests to read positive news only...some says to read motivational books...some says 'whatever happens...happens for the good'....blah...blah...

But honestly nothing works. I have went through such phase for a long time and tried everything to keep my thoughts and myself positive. And it was never like that before. Successful in the career...a sound financial back up....no looking back....but then something somewhere went wrong and these things went away from me. Since then I have been trying to rise....but only failing.

One evening when I was struggling with these questions in my mind, my 5 years toddler came and sat beside me saying 'You are the best Mama...you are always with me. Thank you Mama'. Was I? I mean, I felt like a Phoenix rising out of the ashes...her words were so motivating that I decided to do something again. And that something was to write....to write my experiences and feelings to the world I am unaware of.

May be someone...somewhere...someday may rise like Phoenix after reading my blog....

A Turning Point.....

I believe that the first school of every child starts at home. As it is aid “As you sow …so shall you reap”..

Yesterday, my evening walk turned to be a challenging lesson for my life when I saw my neighborhood 10 year boy talking harshly to one of his class mate. They both perhaps were returning from coaching class.

When I asked about his schooling, he named one of the most reputed schools in the state. He always seemed much disciplined to me.  Of course his parents must be working hard to make him a good Human Being. But he lacked a basic discipline; like dealing with opposite gender.

For any child aged about 5 years plus, one of the most important places for learning, along with home is School. But in today’s cut throat competitive world many parents only care about grades or very high %ages. The belief is “grade is the future”. However, what is important, as per me is a child’s advancement.

It was an eye opener for me being a mother of a four year old. I was disheartened seeing a boy of hardly 10 years behaving inappropriately with his class mate of opposite gender. At this stage, I felt, parents should interfere and teach their child how to deal with opposite gender and show them respect.  Be it a boy or girl. Such activities if controlled and taken care at an early stage, can help in avoiding any disaster later. Only good or higher education does not play building the character, good child advancement also has equal weight in one’s life.

Hence, as parents and family we should try to nurture a child's behaviour in a positive and proper manner; rather to say, in a disciplined way.

Ps: It was just an observation from me from that small incident with that kid. Request not to take it personally