An angel I call sanyukta...

21 years back I heard a soft cry and I heard the doctor smile at me and say 'it's a girl',happy I was ,my 1st born ,my little angel has come to this world.she was perfect in all ways ,everything I imagined her to be in those 9 months when I was carrying her . Those days I remember I used to be so scared wondering would I be a good mother will I know how to handle a baby,what if I do some mistakes what if I hurt the baby...so many things ran in my mind ..but when I laid my eyes on my angel all my questions and confusions were forgotten I was totally in love with this little bundle of joy the doctor gave in my hands. We called this little angel of ours Sanyukta. There was so much happiness around, my parents could not stop smiling looking at their 1 st grand child she became the apple of my dad's eyes from the day 1,and both her grand moms were always making sure she was well taken care of . Sanyukta soon became center of our attention,we lovingly called her sannu ,sometimes me and vanshika call her Saddu to tease her.we both love troubling her.

Being the 1 st child and at that time being the only child she was a little pampered,luckily that didn't really spoil her.she was always calm and peaceful child a quality I am sure she got from her father , she is a mirror image of mine infact her voice also is exactly like mine but I believe she is much much prettier than me and the best quality of her is her nature which she has inherited from her dad.she is good combination of both of us. Sometimes her maturity surprises me . She is the one who handles me and her younger sister when we get into a fight and there are times we both wonder who is the mother. But touch wood I am lucky to have her as my daughter.

 Today she 21 my god 21 suddenly my baby has become an adult,but for me she will always be that baby I fell totally in love with 21 years back.the 1 who taught me the meaning of being a mom.I know in a few years from now she will leave me and start her own dreams till then I want to hold her close to me and keep living my dreams with her.Sanyukta on your 21 birthday remember nothing's going to change I will still be nagging you,still call u 100 times,still ask u what time you coming and continue troubling you...that's my job baby...love u my angel.

   A Very Happy Birthday Baby.....

  

My little angel vanshika....

Today is my youngest daughters 15th birthday ,children grow so fast ,feels like just yesterday she was born after 2 days of difficult labour and a month before the actual date ,she was a baby who was full of surprises.my baby vanshika ,she shares her birthday with her dad but she is totally a mama's girl,everybody says I spoil her rotten.maybe in my own ways I do ,but what to do she is my youngest baby and somehow the youngest one always remains a baby for us moms,that's cause they are our last born and there won't be any more babies for us ,so we try to keep our youngest always a baby as long as we can and we hope that long is very long...my elder daughter and my husband always tell me let her grow,dont treat her like a baby ,but they don't understand for me she is the one who comes and cuddles me who lets me cuddle her ,kisses her,hugs her, she is the one who fights with me and always

makes me feel so special.

  Vanshika why you growing so fast just yesterday you used to love barbie dolls and barbie clothes ,and wearing those cute baby shoes which somehow u always lost ,I remember telling people stop calling you vanshu as you always lost 1 shoes.. And what a brat you were you broke every toy what your sister saved for years,how you beat up boys..you always kept me on my feet..and today you are 15 ,gone are the barbie days now it's 'forever 21 'to  'veramoda' ,to every possible fashionable clothes,your baby shoes are now high heels which you wear and look much taller than me,the little girl who would never comb her hair now has long beautiful hair,and does her own makeup.my baby is growing,but I know somewhere she will always be that little baby who I will always want her to be ,but ,I know 1 day I have to let her grow and spread her wings...

 A very very happy birthday dearest vanshika hope u have many more happy birthdays and still be my little sweet baby.love u my darling .

Bitter sweet truth ....

       It's my best friends daughters wedding ,and he is the father of the bride..we friends were chatting about the wedding preparations and what the different functions that they will be having and how the sangeet practise was going etc etc...weddings always brings so much excitement in everyone's lives,we had so many question for him and he had so many things to tell us,and then we asked him the most dreaded question would he cry when he does his daughters kanyadhaan,immediately he replied' I am already crying infact I am crying every single day '.and we all started pacifying him telling don't worry ,along with ur daughter u will be getting a son ,and ,don't cry daughters are the sweetest thing god created sooo on, but somewhere we also had a small tear brimming down our eyes.

        We too have daughters and we all started thinking one day our girls also will get married and go. Everytime  I think about them getting married , I get that sinking feeling in my heart and somehow my eyes fill with tears.every parent is happy about their daughters wedding but her going away to others house is the saddest part .our baby girls go away from our world to make a world of their own,leaving behind loving memories for us to always cherish.always knowing they have taken with them our souls.

 I remember my wedding time my dad was the happiest man running around making preparation,making sure his daughter had the best of everything and silently praying that his daughter is always happy.On the day of my wedding he kept staring at me,and everytime he looked at me his eyes were filled with tear ,it's amazing tradition of ours,though we are so happy about the wedding but along with it there is so much sadness . 

          I always tease my children when they get married and go I will be dancing and laughing,but I know I will be crying my heart out.imagine not seeing my daughters everyday,not arguing with them,fighting with them about anything and everything,my daughters are my life and absence of them in my life is a pain I can't even imagine .but somewhere as a parents we all know we have to let them go to start their lives ,to go behind their dreams and make their own memories i guess that's what is called life.

       My friends daughters wedding has bought so many lovely memories of the past and some lovely memories that will be created in the future...god bless the lovely couple ..

Friends forever....

        My friend forever asked me if I have to talk about friends what would I say . So here I go ,for me friendship is not just about friend in need is a friend indeed.what if a friend is not there when I need them does that mean that friend is not a friend indeed ,i don't believe that ...for I believe friendship is never selfish it's beyond all this.

          A friend is not someone related to us by blood ,it's a bond made by the heart,it is one relationship we chose on our own,and if we have chosen them then ,definitely that person is special to get a place in our heart.

       Well a friend to me is someone I can be just myself not a daughter,sister,wife mother,but me just myself.I can do all the stupid things and still be loved.loved for who I am not who others want me to be.A friend is someone who will be standing next to me forever without  judging me ,and the one who will be ready to kill anyone who even tries to harm me.when I make someone my friend. I need to love that person with my whole heart and that love is very unconditional.In friendship their is no age ,gender ,caste or religion it's all about how well we bond ,sometimes we know people for years and years but still they can never be our friend,but there are some we meet just for sometime and they just click,it's like ur heart tells us"yes this person is meant to be your friend".

         We meet many people in our lives but only few take that special place ,there are times when friends understand you more than your own siblings and relatives.they become your soul mates as with them you don't have to be perfect they love you with all your faults,they don't need to praise you all the time or be in touch with you all the time.there can be days u don't talk to each other or meet each other but you know that your friends are always in your mind and you in theirs ,when ever you are with them you become ,that little child who is always giggling and laughing without a care in this world,they bring out that stupidity that sometimes we lose with age and the different duties that life brings to us...friends are like fresh breath of air when you meet them,you are all strong and happy again to face anything and everything that life throws at you.

      Let me take this opportunity to thank all my friends for choosing me as your friend and for being that fresh breath of air that makes me smile not just smile but laugh.everytime I meet my friends I can't  help humming this song 'yeh yaar sun yaari Teri muhje zindagi se bhi pyaare hai'.... Love u all my friends 

  

The big fat Indian wedding dedicated to my crazy family love each one of them

It's wedding season again...and my nephew is getting married ,the most exciting time for all my family members.So much planning  has started for the special day suddenly everything ,every conversation is about akshay's wedding .

   First few months went in just deciding the venue ,how many people to invite whom not to invite, should we keep  the wedding a big affair or the reception a big affair.do we really need to invite this aunt ,I don't like that lady lets not invite her ,she / he was mean to me let's scrape him off the list are some of the conversation that could be heard always when we met..then comes the best part for all us ladies "what clothes to wear" " what jewellery to wear.""which beautician to book" It's the most exciting part of the whole function .oh how we drove my sister who picked sarees for us go mad ,soo many dos and don't we had,not that colour ,I want something different and unique..why her saree heavier than mine..oh my god soo expensive .poor sister of mine went crazy but in the end she managed to make us happy.oh then the worst part comes designing the blouse,we drove our designer mad or she drove us mad is something that I am still figuring out...but we actually passed that obstacle .oh how could I forget how we drove my niece crazy for the dresses for other functions for our daughters and us,poor shefali I am sure she is tearing her hair apart by now,but she did a wonderful job too.All of you must be wondering what about the grooms clothes ,we did give him little of our time for selecting his clothes and paraphanelias ..we are not so mean though that was the last thing on our list...

  Then comes the fun part the sangeet practise ,though we have adopted this function as it was traditionally not a part of our weddings. finding a choreographer was big decision we had to take ,and then the bigger decision was to zero in on the songs we wanted to perform,poor guy was soo patient with us .our practise sessions are something to really watch,I wonder is it really a practise session or just a party time for us ,my brother says this  is the time we just drink and eat he is sure none of our dances will be ready till the d day..but 1 thing for sure I am going to miss all this fun after it's over.suddenly we all waiting to meet our family members everyone are just laughing and behaving stupid but all this has bought us so close,me have made my choreographer change 4 songs by now every time I meet him I tell him song change ,hopefully  this week the song I chose should be it...poor Ali looks at me as if I have lost it,he wonders will I change the song till the final day,and to make matters worst my brothers and husband are wondering either the floor is crooked or they have 2 left feets.my son-in-law is wondering seriously does the choreographer really want him to do those steps while his wife is all ready to kill him every time he stamps her feet or hits her face..oh how can I forget our expert commentator who sit on the sofa and watch our steps and say how badly we dancing..each one of us are soo enjoying behaving stupid and childish,while the children are soo fed up of our childishness..irony of life kids behaving mature and elders behaving childish..but whatever it is we having a blast.oh how I am going to miss these days .

 Few more days left for the most awaited day..the day all the planning and practise will be put to action...the big fat Indian wedding...

Down memory lane

After a tiring workout I was walking back home from my gym ,lost in my own thought as usual ,I see ahead of me this sweet girl dancing and walking with her mom..she sees a branch of a tree and jumps on it and starts swinging and kept giggling away somehow it bought a smile to my lips..and took me down memory lane..the time when I was a kid

        I remember how much fun those days were ,the laugh was truely the most beautiful laughter,the smile were real .we had so many things we did ,we did not have video games or computers nor all the gizmos what children have today. We never went for 100s of different classes ,we did not have classes for extra curricular activity,and we never knew what the word I am bored really meant.

      We climbed trees ,scraped our knees ,jumped walls ,went cycling all over the place played all kinds of games from lagore ,dabba ice spice ,catch catch,hide and seek football cricket oh god I can go on and on about the games we played.i remember how we would come running from school finish our homework run down to play with friends.whole evening would be all about running jumping and just having pure fun and yet reaching home on time,we did not have a mobile phone neither did we need 1 for we were totally aware of our deadline.sometimes I wonder how did our parents manage without a mobile phone,not that we were very obedient kids but somehow they always knew how to be in touch with us.Life was so different that time ,we hardly had any TV programme I remember how much we enjoyed watching chayageet ,chitrahaar,amchi matti amchi mansa and Sunday movie was like family time, mom would make lovely samosas for us to eat when we watched the movie.I still remember watching star strek,he man,we love Lucy,Charlie Chaplin now too when I watch these serials they bring a smile to my face.Cycling to skating to anything was taught by family member or friends.i remember my younger brother teaching me cycling how he held the bike when teaching me to cycle and how he left me so I could fall and he could have a nice laugh,but he made sure I did learn to ride the bicycle.we did soo many stupid things which till today when all us cousins meet and talk about and laugh our hearts out.soo many lovely memories of the days gone by.

          Not that today's children don't have fun but I feel or maybe all us feel we had the best childhood memories.. And honestly yes we all have our own childhood memories which will always stay with us which will come back to us every time we see some child doing the same silly things we did...

  It was wonderful walking the memory lane ...thank u little girl for bringing back those lovely memories to me..

Iss shahaar main har shaks pareshaan sa kyon hain......

      Seene main jalan aankhoo main toofan sa kyon hai iss shahaar main Har shaaks pareshaan sa kyon hai ...is the song I am hearing on the radio and when I look around its so true every person in this city is so stressed.. Everywhere you look you will see everyone is in their own thoughts,some maybe thinking mid month and money is over,or  some thinking what should I go home and cook.someone out there must be thinking aare yaar I didn't pick her call now what will happen or is he thinking arre why isn't she picking my call.Every person in this city is just thinking.

     Sometimes when I am alone in the car I like looking at people in the bus or other cars and wonder what are these people thinking,I am sure many of us do it .but it is a fact whenever we are alone we are always thinking ,like for me when I go running in the morning I am always in my own thoughts the music keeps playing on the iPod but honestly I sometimes don't even know what song is going on....and believe me I can think about anything like oh god what should I cook today ,oh did I put the gas off.will children get up on time for school,have I forgotten something,I should call mom and tell her the gossip I heard,uffff sooo many thought keep running in our tiny little mind.

     Funny part is thinking is something that never ever leaves you alone,it follows you every where you go ,just like the hutch dog...but have u ever looked at a child and wondered what is this cute baby thinking ? my mom would say they think about god ,while my dad would say they think about their past life,I wonder do they also think..when my pet rusty is quiet and staring away I wonder what is he thinking ,is he thinking when will she take me down ,or ,hey it's time for you to give me some attention.

     Sometimes we are thinking when we in a group also ..I know I do it many times I know when I am around people I can totally blank people out I can see them talking and I will be even hearing their voice but my thoughts are not with them .i don't know if that is good or bad but sometimes we are alone in a crowd with just our thoughts.sachi iss shahaar  main har sakhs pareshaan sa hai....

    Thinking has become such a major part of our lives.chalo all enjoy thinking.and remember VOTE FOR INDIA....

        

  

Vote for India

We at our NGO have started a new campaign .we call it vote for India .its our way to make sure people remember the Election Day.we greet people and add 3 words vote for India .we end the conversation with vote for India. It's nice to see many of my friends and student follow this.. But  today when I wished a friend and said vote for India he asked me but whom should I vote for and  it made me think isn't it what we all thinking whom should we vote for?well I believe if we want better country we all need to stop voting for criminals we need to know our candidates well.we should vote for someone who puts the country's need before their need. We should know if the person we voting really will work for us.
  Then I wonder honestly will that just be enough.isn't  it important we the people of India should really change our attitude.we really need to get out of our chalta hai attitude .we need to not just say India is my country and I love my country. We should truely mean it.sometimes I feel we really don't love our country if we did love our country would we throw garbage on the road,would we spit on the road would we treat girl child so badly ,would the women be so insecured ...sometimes we all think a new leader will come and change our country and honestly how do we trust a leader who are just bad mouthing each other.how do we trust someone who don't talk about their work but are hellbent on just insulting each other..if we want to see a change in true sense we need to change our attitude.we need to not just say I love my country but truely mean it .we need to come out and use our rights with greater responsibility after all ,the choice we make will affect our lives tomorrow .
  So let me end this write up with just 1 question  are u really ready to love our country ?
 VOTE FOR INDIA !!!