Momsie Popsie Diary

“ 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