Momsie Popsie Diary

My book is nominated for the 2022 Readers Choice Awards contest by TCK Publishing, USA. If my write ups have touched you, please vote. Share this in your family and friends circle in  India and abroad. You can vote me to help us win at https://www.tckpublishing.com/2022-tck-publishing-readers-choice-contest-voting-page Steps: 1. Click on the link. Scroll down and you will see Vote for Your Favorite Memoir Book 2. Turn to 6/16.   Again, scroll down and you will see MOMSIE POPSIE DIARY Tea time chit-chat on living life  3. Tap on the book.   You will be asked to connect with Facebook, Twitter or Google. This is done to authenticate 1 vote per account. 4. Finally, when you see the results means your vote is casted. Thank you for participating! See you again soon. Love,  Juju's Pearls 

22 years in 60 seconds! (This is a eulogy to my dear Dr. Theresa Bhatty aunt) “Dust we are: into dust shall we”, I am reminded of these wisdom pearls as I sit beside my dear aunt who looks beautiful, white as snow. This motionless, quiet figure looked divine, as if almighty had descended on Mother Earth. No longer will these eyes open nor will her lips move. With a heavy heart, as I internally bid goodbye to her, my second innings –post marriage life flashes in front me in a phenomenal fast forward supersonic speed.    After marriage, I changed base from a metro city to a small city. Life seemed to have taken a back step by around twenty years- this was the down side. On the brighter side, I came across many amazing, compassionate, genuine souls who helped me move forward in my journey in a happy, comfortable way. One such noble soul is our very close family friend, who left for her higher journey a week ago. She adorned many roles in my life. Initially, she was an aunt, then my gy

  “World of words” To celebrate my blog crossing 16 k views, I am sharing my experience in the “World of words”. There is a striking difference in publishing your own book and being a co-author in anthologies. The outcome is a beautifully published book with you as a author having copyrights of your write up in both scenarios. The whole experience and time taken for this process is like having a baby. On a lighter note, I feel that publishing your own book, is like having a baby via normal course.  You are a part of this whole journey every minute.   All the stages of development are known to you and you feel the joy and downside too as the work progresses. Inspite, of hiring the best team, nothing moves till you give a green signal. At each step, you need to approve. Whereas, as a co-author in Anthologies, it’s like having a baby via surrogacy. You give your write up to the concerned publisher for approval. Once it gets approved, you can just sit back and relax. The entire burden

Ahoi Ashtami –Celebration of her creation# Ten commandments P.S. This is one of my popular blogpost which has been edited. The Ten commandements are by writer's own experience. Any difference in opinion is deeply respected.  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 parent's well being.”  Ahoi Ashtami celebrated on the eighth day from Poornima and a 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 is 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- it's celebration of me # my blessing to create. While sipping hot cup of tea, I penned down few thoughts which crossed my mind for an effective pare

  TEN COMMANDMENTS OF MARRIAGE P.S. This is edited from my last year's blogpost. " 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 angles 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, I followed this ritual as told by my elders. In my sub-conscious mind, a set of dialogues/phrases played (which everyone must have heard) 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 of a jo

Walk in the park# life's lesson  A bright Saturday early morning, overcast Delhi skies, I tie my favourite sneakers and set out for a walk in the park. Never realized, as to how every step that I took, I got a clearer picture of life. It seemed the whole circle of life was moving in this park right front of my eyes. Most of the faces were unfamiliar. The faces I remember from my childhood days seemed to have crossed over to the other dimension. The park was alive with life. Toddlers in their prams, children playing sports, young people running or walking, elderly chitchatting on benches, few doing exercise in open gym. Green grass patch had small group of yoga class. The centre clearing was stage for hip hop dance class. This sight left me spellbound. Birds were singing in harmony, butterflies added their fluttering notes, their rhythm, squirrels running from one tree to another. I felt overwhelmed. I could visualize myself in different age groups in all these scenes. My trance