Momsie Popsie Diary

The right time to leave your child’s hand! Disclaimer: This write up is my personal view point. Readers are free to differ. And can write their views in comments section.   Children belong to future. They come through us but we do not own them. If each one of us remember above two lines, life will be much easier for each one of us. None of us are born parents. We become parents after the birth of our first born and here one’s child is one’s teacher. Each child demands different style of parenting. So, there is no rule book to master to become the best parents. There is no competition or race. Each parent does the best job as per their own knowledge, wisdom and instinct.   When is the right time to leave your child’s hand? This is a million dollar question. Each one is bound to have their answer. I always believe in holding the hand of your child till they leave it, and not parents releasing the hand clasp earlier. The intention is pure and pious, the unconditional love for th

“I am forty” # Birthday humor Human being is one of most beautiful, amazing and wonderful creation by Almighty. They celebrate their journey around the sun with full enthusiasm and spirit. On a lighter note, one relishes these celebrations till a certain age. Once past middle age, one begins to wonder the science behind these actions. Recently, I happened to complete yet another circle around the sun. Being on the wrong side of forties implies nearing fifty. One of my friends casually asked, “How old are you?” “Forty,” I answered. I could hear a muffled giggle as she replied “This can’t be true.” I told my correct age and adorn my thinking cap after a really long time.  Every time when we tell our age,  the same energy resonates within our own cells. During such times, we command our cells to function at that particular age. Even if one feels young, the spoken two digit number makes us feel older. When I had started my practice in a small town, the female patients used to tell their a

  The Gedi League! Love in forties # dedicated to my Honda My favorite statement for this year is “What you have not done ever before, 2022 is the year to do such things.” It’s high time one learns to live fully and ticks off things on one’s bucket list. One such thing which I ticked off is learning to ride a two-wheeler. With my son entering eleventh grade, I knew deep in my heart that he needs to be independent for his overall development. So, I faced my greatest fears of driving a two wheeler. Whatever, a mother fears, child will automatically start fearing. My parents especially my mother was wary of two wheelers and so I became one too. Four wheeler and bi-cycle have always been the love of my life. Ever since I have learnt this new vehicle, I have fallen in love all over again. No guesses here ! It's with this metallic body. Now I know the feeling this love gives, As the speed soars, so do the emotions. There is complete bliss between the wind blowing, caressing my sk