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Humor # Pre-Diwali

  Humor # Pre-Diwali An impromptu short write up which I want to share with all of you. A change in outlook brings out sheer joy. I called up my friend in the morning to enquire about her plans for the day. “Today, is my Diwali cleaning day. I find this task so Herculean and always end up feeling, I could have done better,” she answered in a heavy voice. “How about sent-up exam before this Herculean task?” I promptly replied. This brought my friend in the present moment and she sounded confused. “What do you mean?” she asked. Now, I was sure she was paying full attention and I enjoyed those few after minutes thoroughly. Clearing my throat I said, “Look, before any final university exams, students need to appear for pre university or sent-ups. Just like pre-boards before board exams. Similarly, if you want to practice, I am generous enough to offer my house as sent-up exam. You are welcome to clean my house, test your instruments/ gadgets and skills properly before you attempt t

“No! there is no need.”

  “No! there is no need.”   Of late, this word was in my friend’s vocabulary, for almost everything her children requested or demanded. This word “No” was a reflex as she would refuse anything and everything her children asked for or talked about. This went around for few days before her elder monk called up and said, “Aunty, there is something wrong. My mother doesn’t know the meaning of right/wrong and neither does she know how to raise teenagers. We have become used to hearing “No there is no need” for most of things. At times, she doesn’t even bother to know what we are conveying to her. This two-letter word feels like a slap. Please counsel her.” I knew my friend was a strict parent who believed in a disciplined upbringing. As her children entered teenage years, she tightened the reins and put a restrain on almost everything. It seemed so that she had started finding calm in the word ‘No! there is no need.” This was like an escape mechanism. The alarm was loud and clear howe

An ode to my “Couch”

  An ode to my “Couch”   In life, we have people on whom we depend daily, who act as our standby and many a times our cushions and shock absorbers. This write up is dedicated to couch which has stood the test of time since last sixteen years. There has been change of place, change of cover etc. Not once has it ever let me down. Here is my six by one-and-a-half-foot couch which was tailor made with a comfortable forty-five-degree angle back rest. Sensing my discomfort in my last trimester, my soul mate ordered this couch. I have spent restless nights during my last trimester in a fairly comfortable way. This acted like an additional bed, many a times as emergency space in order to clean the bed. It has been a witness to the growing years of my monks. It took pride in laying out their board games, their arguments, their reconciliation, heard innumerable discussions and stories on various topics When my monks entered primary school, it’s utility started declining and soon it seeme

Sponge Vs Doormat

Sponge Vs Doormat  “Enough! I have had enough! Everyone throws their garbage on me and treat me like a doormat. I am always at the receiving end. Why, it’s always me?” My childhood friend nearly screamed as she barged into my office walking in a fast stride, hands clenched in fists and hitting against one another. She swayed up and down the room with infinite wrinkles on her forehead and lips seldom getting a chance for approximation. I sat calmly in my office chair and observed her.  Words were coming out at a tsunami speed which made her speech incoherent.  I knew I had lost her somewhere in the beginning itself. I pointed my finger towards the chair and tilted my head, urging her  to sit down and focus on her breathing.  Offering her a glass of water, I just closed my eyes and nodded. This seemed to have a soothing effect on her. Deep in her heart, she knew I had understood what she was trying to convey, she felt relieved. We sat in silence for some time. She seemed to calm down an

Links of my 10th book - My Mind's Cafe 28 stories for a love tooth

Dear readers, Feel happy to share my book - My Mind's Cafe 28 stories for a love tooth is available as paperback and eBook on all e-commerce sites in Indian and International market. Print Book India  Notion Press store:  https://notionpress.com/read/ my-mind-s-caf Amazon.in:  https://www.amazon.in/My- Minds-Caf%C3%A9-Stories-Tooth- ebook/dp/B0BG5ZQXHS/ Flipkart:  https://www.flipkart.com/my- mind-s-caf-28-stories-love- tooth/p/itm79066808f1eb2?pid= 9798887333984   eBooks Amazon Kindle:  https://www.amazon.in/My- Minds-Caf%C3%A9-Stories-Tooth- ebook/dp/B0BG5ZQXHS Kobo:  https://www.kobo.com/in/en/ ebook/my-mind-s-cafe Google Play:  https://play.google.com/store/ books/details/Juju_s_Pearls_ My_Mind_s_Caf%C3%A9?id= DOuJEAAAQBAJ         iBooks  (in process)  International Print Books https://www.amazon.com/dp/ B0BDSBJTXR https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/ B0BDSBJTXR Keep loving, Keep Caring. Keep reading, Keep sharing   Love Juju's Pearls 

Marks minting machine # NEET Warriors Part 2

Marks minting machine # NEET Warriors Part 2 Disclaimer: This write-up reflects author’s experiences regarding human psychology. Not intended to hurt anyone’s sentiments. Reader’s discretion is respected. Last few years have witnessed an unprecedented rise in the marks scored in the NEET exam (National Eligibility Entrance Test). With students targeting for full marks, there is a cut throat competition.  Important teenage years (15-18 years of adolescence) get lost in this rat race. Students have become machines being designed to mint marks. There is decline in emotional quotient, pyschology quotient and social quotient. Blinded in their aim, these souls of future have forgotten to enjoy the journey. Every year, there is increase in number of applicants by a lakh or more. Only few thousands or less than 5% will get the medical seat. There are two different aspects to this. One is qualifying the exam and other is getting a seat in a medical college of one’s own choice. Like my Po

Social media puppet!

Social media puppet! P.S. The title is to catch attention. Read up to find out more.   I was scrolling through my mobile and the above heading caught my attention. Three signs, you are in a toxic relationship! I decided to open the link to read about it. The short reel/ video mentions 3 warning signals to identify whether one is in a toxic relationship. After watching this, I was engulfed with a peculiar feeling as my score was 3/3. This set me in a thinking mode and stat my cap was on my head beaming with pride. Numerous thoughts started churning inside my brain. How can 3 signs define whether you are in a toxic relationship? There were many such reels/ videos like 3 signs your spouse is cheating on you, 3 signs your spouse loves you and so on. I felt all these were bombarding negativity. This is like quick sand. One (wrong) click on a particular eye catchy title link leads to similar posts and within a span of few seconds the Pandora's box opens up. Sharing the 3 signs