Joys Of Being A Mum!!

 Motherhood- It’s a roller-coaster ride. A whirlwind. A mid-summer night’s dream. A re-birth. A rainbow.

A bundle of promises, responsibilities, duties. A maze of sleepless nights, sacrifices and not to forget the XXL clothes.

Motherhood makes women crib, complain, eat chocolates and cry. But ask any mum whether she’d barter it for anything in the world and you’ll get one hurt, definitive answer….a big, fat “NO”.

Yes, being mother is so very special that only a mother can explain to us the truest meaning of being a mom….specially for the first time….the first time when she held you in her arms….the first time when she touched your little fingers….the first time when she kissed on your forehead….all these are memorable moments and full of emotions bringing tears of joy rolling down her cheeks.

For a moment let’s enter the world of flashback of our lives and try to recollect few moments. The moment when your mom held your finger and made you walk for the first time, the first time she dressed you up for school, the first time you ran up to her with your result/trophy, the first time she saved you from dad’s scolding…..well I can understand it’s hard to recollect because we may not remember all those moments but ask your mom, she has all those beautiful moments treasured in her heart. Thus, there are infinite joys of being a mum.

Love your mom, hug your mom, kiss your mom because since the day she became a mother, every single day is Mother’s Day !!

.....@ Debashish

Being In 20s….is Something!!

It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realising that there are many things about yourself that you didn't know and may not like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now.

You start realising that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met, and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. What you don't recognise is that they are realising that too, and aren't really cold, catty, mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.

You look at your job... and it is not even close to what you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are looking for a job and realising that you are going to have to start at the bottom and that scares you.

Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly you realise that you have certain boundaries in your life and are constantly adding things to your list of what is acceptable and what isn't. One minute, you are insecure and then the next, secure.

You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone\ and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life, but soon realise that the past is drifting further and further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward.

You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and wonder why you can't meet     anyone decent enough that you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out why you're doing this because you know that you aren't a bad person. You want to settle down for good because now all of a sudden that becomes top priority. Getting wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic. You begin to think a companion for life is better than a hundred in the shack and for once you would not mind standing tall for that special someone which otherwise you had never thought of until now. You go through the same emotions and questions over and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry about loans, money, the future and making a life for yourself... and while winning the race would be great, right now you'd just like to be a contender!

What you may not realise is that every one reading this relates to it. We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out. Send this to your twenty-something friends.... maybe it will help someone feel like they aren't alone in their state of confusion...

We call it the "Quarter-life Crisis” !!!


Note:- This article has been penned down by a good friend of mine.

Aarti After Azaan

           Everyday at the break of dawn in sleepy Kharkheri, a place at the foothills of Aravalis, the muezzin’s azaan- a call to worship- rings out loud and clear, urging believers to invoke Allah with the “farz” namaaz, the first prayer of the day. At around the same time, Hindu devotees are awakened by the strains of “Om Jai Jagdish Hare” that wafts in from the village temple amid the tinkling of bells and clanging of cymbals. So, there will be aarti at sunrise.

       Chandbhai’s family in Kharkheri responds to both the features- some quickly do the wazu (ritual washing of hands & feet before nawaaz) and the rest head for a bath before aarti. So, for Chandbhai and other members of the community, this is how it has been since ages. If Harivansh Rai Bachhan’s “Bair badhate mandir masjid, mel karati madhushala”, i.e., “Mosques and Temples create differences but the tavern unites them”, holds true for any group, then it is this.

          In our country, puja & namaaz go side by side. Muslims recite Koran as fluently as the Hindus recite Hanuman Chalisa. Hindus celebrate Holi & Deepawali as fervently as Muslims observe Eid & Ramzan. Then why are we separated? Why do the differences creep in time and again? Can’t we be known as “Indians” before being called “Hindus/Muslims”??

          Yes, we can be called “Indians” but only when we are educated because only education will make our minds clean and clear of all kinds discriminations, orthodoxy that exists in our society and the hollow principles that we have been following over the years. It’s high time we believe that God can be found only through personal purity and service to others.

.....@ Debashish