Momsie Popsie Diary

DISCLAIMER- THIS WRITE UP IS NOT INTENDED TO HURT ANYBODY,S SENTIMENT. BASED ON REAL LIFE INCIDENTS Society ! are you ready for empowered women? Women empowerment has always intrigued me especially gender equality. Women should never strive to be equal to men or follow their footsteps - if a man can do, why can,t I ? Everyone needs to understand that god created man and woman from entirely different mould, their brain wiring, physical attributes etc are from different sets. To compare anything, the qualities must be similar and in this case, they are poles apart; so how can we compare men and women. Why not cherish our own individual characteristics? Why not be a better your own good self. When society talks about women empowerment, an invisible label stating women you are inferior is already pasted on the forehead. Where on one hand, you make a woman feel inferior, on the other you try and talk about upliftment ! A woman herself is complete as she has power to create and nurtu

Modern age sin#Stress#necessity Vs choice These days stress is a word used by every second person, age no bar, caste, profession no bar. Even a two year child says, "Life mein bahut stress hai !" Students, professionals or homemakers or elderly everyone justifies themselves by using this word. Stress is an alibi for all the unfavorable /unwanted outcomes. It seems as if basics have been forgotten that it,s ones own duty to be happy and peaceful. We need to seek inside. Whatever we need is already within us: sad part is everyone is seeking it from outside, hence in this pursuit, fails in every attempt leading to dissatisfaction and boom pops up the modern age sin " Stress". This word is loosely used without understanding in depth, the actual meaning. Stress is the difference between expectations and reality (to put it simply) and has various forms like physical, mental, emotional, spiritual, workplace, financial etc. In which ever sphere we are involved, there

Roads# Life lessons Morning time, school time, drive time, holy time, when you connect with the almighty in fleeting seconds almost instantly. Traffic signal caught my attention while driving my son to school today morning. Morning calm and serenity is disturbed by driver’s honking even at redlight as if the driver ahead ( me)is oblivious to the traffic signal. It was clear that the next traffic signal lights were in coherence with the above said light. Immediately my thinking cap was on. Why everyone is in such a hurry to cross the red light. Red light is akin to moments of pauses in our lives to think and introspect, whether my ship is navigating in the right direction or do I need to steer, and assess the path ahead. Even if we cross this red light by overtaking, we need to stop at the next one. So, what’s the hurry? Let the engine rest (vehicles as well your own body ), then take the best shot in first gear and cross both the green lights at one go maintaining a good speed and

Half filled glass # Life All of us have heard this story about a glass on table, half filled with water. Million dollar question is- what’s your take on this? Half filled or half empty………. Interaction with my FPG always illuminates my mind and thinking process, and a casual conversation yields a new meaning to this old life’s story of half filled glass. An optimist views it as half filled whereas, a pessimist views it as half empty. This theory is old, rather obsolete. there are few takes on this. So what are the newer interpretations....... One is that one should just pick up the glass and fill it with all his/her might. Why should one waste time? A courageous and determined person will use this approach, rather than ponder ,whether it is empty or filled! Another is, to fill the remaining glass with either water, milk, juice or anything of one,s own choice and so as to modify the original content. Wow! never thought like this. In fact such approach should be in al

Hello Raju!! My ears yearn to hear these two words everyday for the past 53 months. The voice behind is like music to soul, soothing balm to aching life. “If dreams were horses, beggars would ride them “, goes the famous old saying which holds true. Actually, I feel like a beggar dreaming of listening to my mom,s voice one more time, with awareness to the highest conscious state that it will remain unfulfilled, until I cross over to the other side. Cheers! this is not a teary, sad write up. Smile please! When we meet/call, the energy of our first greeting sets the pace and tone of further moments in both individuals. An enthusiastic, energetic greeting, uplifts the mood with the energy being immediately passed on multiplied many a fold. “As you sound: thou you shall be”, is my favorite tag line. Even if one is feeling low, the mere effort to greet in a positive way will uplift the mood and day. First impression is your last impression. Similarly, first gr

Mummy # becomes # Papa Another beautiful morning! Bright, sunny, birds chirping, children with their school bags going to school by different modes of transportation Scene: Driving my son to school. Thinking stage: a casual remark# thinking cap# introspect Me: “Hey son!, your dad has gone for a conference, what are our plans for the evening ?” Son keeps quiet as if meditating I repeat my question again to catch his attention. Slowly, he lifts his face and turns towards right, “Mom, are you even aware that  when papa is not around, you become papa. I don’t, know how but I sense a complete transformation. It feels like as if my mom is gone and papa has entered her. ” Me (taken aback): “What do you mean? I am your mom and that's it.” Son: “You start behaving like papa, become more conscious of everything and in trying to manage single handedly, you lose your temper often,” Now how cool is this remark “Awwh!! He continued, “You are at your best

Twilight # Parenthood A continuously evolving, self improving, learning journey beautifully describes parenthood, where one is a teacher as well as a pupil. One should be one step ahead or abreast with their children’s world in terms of knowledge and latest developments especially in IT sector. The market /media is flooded with various tools and methods of becoming an effective parents. Our parents, grandparents and forefathers never had such amazing info as parents of our generations have. Parenthood is a natural process which one learns by becoming one! Isn't it simple! Then why do we need techniques, apps and methods to be one ?? This question keeps knocking at my grey matter. Even I have gathered lots and lots of info and am of the thought that I am a cool chilled parent till my belief was shaken by one phrase from my elder monk. A discussion on “Chichhore” movie # myself taking pride in saying that we are cool parents, blah blah! # message that as parents, we had ne

Where did you go ?? Recently, the little monk remarked, "Where did my mummy go ?" She replied, " I am here, why are you asking?" The monk replied, " Not this mummy, my mummy !". She was perplexed, what s happening? Several thoughts fleeted within few seconds and the reins were pulled when the little monk justified his statement with an explanation. My mummy used to a bubbly, lively, active, smiling, dancing, happy person. Of late, she has been taken over by a serious, tired, irritable person. I want my mummy back. With this statement, he left. She was all by herself literally shaken to the core as if hit by a tsunami. She went inside her room and looked into the mirror. She was surprised by what she saw! She did not recognize the person in the mirror! With great disbelief, she checked the mirror. It turned out the mirror was fine. Then why , she could not relate to the person she saw in the mirror. Once a happy, cheerful beautiful person used to live

Concept of totality: Popsie,s theory "One has to see life in totality!" Pet lines of my popsie. Whenever you see your life, try to see from all angles, all spheres, and all aspects, turn over each and everything. That,s the whole concept of totality. If one follows this theory, life becomes a cakewalk. I try to follow it, though life is not a cakewalk, but definitely comfortable. Be it your difficult times or your good times, nothing is permanent. I broadened the concept, my modified theory of totality ( Ha! ha!). To make things simple, apply this not only on your self rather on your family too. God has given 100 percent of everything to everyone. How much percent one relishes in which part of life is governed by almighty and your karma. Just like two negatives can make a positive, moving the lower line of alphabet U makes it N, etc. On a lighter vein, your quota is fixed for everything in life: eating, sleeping, studying, working, socializing, etc. Try to balance out so

Parallel world: An ode to momsie! Caution : sensitive topic. Not intended for people with heart diseases or pregnant females or children. Read at your own risk! Since childhood, I have been intrigued by the idea of a parallel world. It gave me great strength and courage as a child, the mere feeling of not being alone. A parallel world exists in which life goes on as it does in our world. It exists in another time and dimension. That,s it! The catch is that we cannot see them and they can see us. Difficult ( presently) to travel into another time and space dimension. One day we will! Many may not agree. This write up doesn't intend to convince anyone. This thought was deeply embedded in my subconscious mind and I had almost forgotten. An evening call to someone close, the discussion taking an emotional turn led to re-emergence of this thought process from the pile of thought debris. There is another time and space dimension, different from ours. How many times have you felt

Flip over: Upside/ down This writeup is dedicated to my buddy who relocated base three and a half years ago. A casual friendly conversation regarding, passion vs duty vs hobby lead to our sudden enlightenment (mutual! thank god). As we walk in this journey of life, we come across different people with an entirely different take on life, however, there are a few bunches who follow a path closely similar to ours- our soulmates our buddies. Travelling is my passion. The goal is to gradually tick places off from my bucket list. So, traveling comprises a routine topic of discussion. How soon one should take a break, is a million-dollar question. Initially, planning is dependent on oneself, post-marriage, according to children,s holidays schedule and finally, again as per one wish. My Momsie -Popsie always taught the importance of parents being in their children's childhood memories than leaving a huge bank balance for them. As in this unending pursuit of generating the bank balan

“ Marital Curry” A brief background into the origin of this title. My friends were planning a post Diwali get together. I had to decide the venue and thanks to my auto correct app, “Nariyal curry” restaurant was typed as Marital Curry. The idea for my new blogpost was born. Festival season is waning: long wait for winters is coming to an end. Post festivals like karva chauth and ashtmi, love is afresh in air (hopefully will remain so, till it condenses and settles down.  Ha ! Ha!). After a certain period of time in marriage, it a curry like feel. Adjusted so well, know ones pros and cons, rather amalgated oneself with your spouse, it tastes spicey most of the time. Recipe of marital curry: Main ingredients are – handful of faith, trust, love, care, respect, sacrifice, affection, warmth, compassion etc with a pinch of remorse ( optional). Preparation time : anywhere from few months to a lifetime and beyond (for few) Toppings : fresh romance sprinkled over

Secular pixel - I am an Indian!!!!!!!! A thought flashed across my mind. Are we really so embittered towards each other as the media portrays to be or it,s   an unspoken ( ? spoken) truth that media is paid these days. One needs to decide for oneself. While driving to my workplace, as I stopped my car at the red light, my receptionist gave me a routine call and I asked her to take time from my hairstylist. It dawned upon me that while I have been told that I am a Hindu, my receptionist follows Sikhism,  my helper who keeps my office clean is of low caste and so is the man who collects garbage,  my hairstylist is a Muslim and my friends are Christians, Hindu, Sikh, Muslim, Gujarati, Marathi, Kannada, Malayali, Oriya, Kashmiri, etc and as my list grew, I could see myself as a secular pixel in this universe.  When I employed them, I had looked at their credentials and never even asked their religion or caste. They have been with me in this journey for nearly two decades or

Ahoi Ashtami –Prayer for her creation - Part 1 A routine casual good morning greeting to my daughter (who is in hostel) led to this write up when my daughter remarked, “Mummy! if you are observing this fast for our well being then, we should also keep a fast for our parents well being.” Ahoi Ashtami celebrated on the eighth day from Poornima and week prior to Diwali i.e. Amavasya, falls on the same day as Diwali. As compared to “Karva Chauth” the enthusiasm and commercialization of this festival are to a far lesser degree may be minimal (my feeling, not intended to hurt anyone,s sentiments). for me, observing this fast is much more than a ritual. I penned down a few thoughts which crossed my mind for an effective parent-child relationship. Communication : We are not born as parents. As we are on this journey of teaching our children; similarly our children teach us how to become effective parents. As my FPG says, effective communication is a key and this key should keep the comm

TEN COMMANDMENTS OF MARRIAGE “ Karwa chauth”, is an auspicious festival in our culture where a married girl prays for long life of her husband.   This is celebrated with immense integrity, love and faith for one,s spouse. This holds a multi dimensional aura with few challenging as to why a wife should fast ? Why not her husband ? Infact, there is not a single fast in our culture (as far as my knowledge goes) where a husband fasts for his wife.  This school of thought even beguiled me for some time in my initial years. However, as I followed this ritual as told by elders. In my sub-conscious mind, a set of dialogues/phrases played (which everyone must have heard   especially by parents, bhabhi, sisters ,in-laws ) like :  “ Marriage is an institution”, “ You should accept your spouse as he is and not make an attempt to change him – unconditional acceptance” “ Marriage for a boy means- end ( in terms of settlement) whereas for a girl ( > 50%), it is the beginning

Yes, I am changing! An ode to creators of life My dear children, When I held you in my arms, my dear pink/blue ladoo,s and we made eye contact. Then, you smiled and wrapped your little fingers around my forefinger. At that very moment ....I changed. Ambitious young girl was gone: A mother was born. When you slept peacefully, to ensure you have uninterrupted sleep, My clinking bangles were gone: A mother was born. When you garlanded your arms around my neck, and said, Mummy, this necklace hurts me, Heavy jewellery was gone: Tulsi mala was born. When you pulled strands from my long black silky hair, played and pulled them umpteen times, Long black tresses (my treasure!) was gone: girl with short hair was born When you innocently remarked, mummy, embroidery / stone/ zari work in your dress cause rash, Heavy dresses were gone: girl in fab india cotton kurti was born. When you wanted to play with me, run around, do cycling etc, High heels/platfor

Settle Down!?!?!? When will you settle down ? It,s high time now!, please think of settling down , .....on and on........... We keep hearing these phrases every now and then. The whole concept of “settling down” is misleading. I think God never meant us to settle down. The very fact our heart, brain, stomach, every cell never settles down ever, till it is nurtured (i.e. gets oxygen and blood flow). Then, why should we settle down? Do we ever settle down at cellular level ? No !!!!!!!!! Right from the time, life enter a mother,s womb till the time we bid goodbye to out mortal physical form, we never settle. Infact, we are God,s supreme work in continuous process of evolving and transforming (either for good or bad, can,t say, depends!) As a beginner on this journey of schoolhouse planet Mother Earth, we think we will settle down after finishing our studies (seriously! Do we ?) Maybe after marriage (Nope!), then we think we might settle down after being success

Dear Diary, A routine call in the morning, lead to creation of this post. ( Disclaimer :   This post is entirely fictional. Any resemblance to anyone is purely co-incidental). Cell phone rings, Tring...tring...... !!!!!!!! “ Hello, May I speak to Ms.Z” Ms. Z “ Yah, speaking “Sir, you are our esteemed customer, so bank ABC has decided to increase your credit card limit from xx to xxxx for (with suspense in voice) free. If you confirm, I will process the request.” Ms Z,” Not interested please.” Sir you are not getting my point, it,s for free , why are you hesitant? No hidden charges , its for FREE .” Ms Z , “ Sorry, not interested “ Voice intervenes , it,s free ….. ( tails off as Ms Z ends the call). Another call, Hello, Sir aapka ka lucky draw mein naam aaya hai, gift lene ke liye aapko date xxx, time y : yy par,   place zzz par aana hoga !” Ms Z ,”   I have never taken any lucky draw tickets.” Sir, this is our company,s promotion draw as it’s a new

Dear Diary, Festival season, festive mood, high spirits, happy faces, everything is full of life , blooming, blossoming. A little humor will add the much required flavor. ( Disclaimer :   This post is entirely fictional. Any resemblance to anyone is purely co-incidental). Case Scenario 6 (Oozing with smartness kinds) Patient walks in for ultrasound examination of abdomen. Staff helps the patient lie down, requests the upper clothing to be rolled up and to loosen the belt and lower A casual reminder to the staff to expose the part to be examined properly, as scanning will be done of the exposed part only. Never in my wildest dreams thought, patient was intently listening. Silently,the patient gets up, removes his shirt and lower and to everyone,s surprise, lies on the examination table only in his boxer shorts ( ONLY ! Imagine the shocked faces of doctor and staff,   . Alas ! my good lord, what happened? No one asked the patient to undress. Patient (smiling

Dear Diary, Here comes the kartik month spreading festivals and celebrations everywhere. Everyone's seems to be in an unusual happy, peaceful space. Even I was caught up in this space for quite some time ,that  I neglected my child : my blog. There was  a delay in  relay from my blog. So many thoughts and stories keep moving around within my white matter . Finally, I have caught hold of few important ones, which need to be penned down, to bring them to life. This weekend, will bring alive few hard core facts. Till then take care, keep loving, keep reading, keep sharing. Love, Juju