Colors of life

My dear daughter, Yes! It’s that time of the year again. Yet another year has gone by as you turn three today. A year of challenges, a year of plethora of emotions, a year of trial and tribulations, a year of exploration and discovery.   Being an Indian mother, my conscience doesn’t allow me to write about my failures or weak moments as a mother. We mothers are expected to be ‘super moms’ at all times and failure of doing so puts us at a risk of being called ‘poor moms’. I don’t really care about how and what the world thinks about me as a mother but it matters to me how you, who means the world to me, when you grow up will think about me. How would you react when you, who look up at your mom for every little thing now, know that your mom is not what you thought her to be. Yes, when you learn the truth that I’m not exactly a monster that you thought me to be all these years. I know it will be the moment of awakening for you and will shatter all your delusions about your mom(me...

The day I was born, my entire family rejoiced except my mom. But please don’t judge her since she was in pain, weak and fighting to survive just to bring me safely in to this world. When I cried in the middle of the night she woke up and spent endless nights with me, comforting me and rocking me back to sleep. But there were times when she didn’t. Please don’t judge her for that since she was tired and sleep deprived for making sure I slept peacefully. She left me in the hands of my grandmother/nanny when I turned three months, but please don’t judge her for that since she needed to get back to work and struggled to retain her identity at the same time fighting her inner conscience which was ridden with guilt for leaving me. It was harder for her than it was for me, trust me. When I was a toddler, my mom went for a holiday with my dad. Without me. But please don’t judge her for that as she needed to spend some time with him as well, alone. I indeed am the center of her existe...

Come February and you are surrounded by the feeling of love. A month of love and romance. You can indeed feel love in the air, everywhere. For that one special day of celebrating love, famously known as Valentine’s day all over the world, you start preparing for it days oops weeks in advance. After all, out of the 365(Rest 364 days (oops 362 actually if you count birthdays and anniversaries), who cares?) days in a year we have got just one day to show our true love for the love of our lives. So we have got to create the right impression, right? And how. We have to go over the top to show the world how much we care for that special one in our life. I mean, what if we don’t do something special or noteworthy for each other and the world will know how much we love each other or rather don’t. OMG! Nop can’t take that risk now can I? I have to compete in the race of PDA or else I’m at the risk of being tagged as a loser in the game of love. Just imagine how everyone would feel if they foun...

  She scanned the living room frantically looking for him. He was nowhere to be seen. Where could he possibly have gone to at this time? The guests had just started to pour in. Soon everyone will be here. She had to find him fast. She scurried through the hallway to the stairs as fast as her feet could take her up the flight of stairs into their bedroom. She opened the door of their bedroom only to find no trace of him there.  She rushed to his office cum library room in case he had forgotten they had guests coming over tonight and decided to feed the bookworm in him. Well, he better not or he sure would have to bear the brunt of it.  The hint of the rising anger soon turned to concern as he was not be found there either. She searched each and every nook and corner of their two-storied villa which they had so lovingly and heartedly built together. They called it their dream house. And indeed it was. He had worked day and night to make this dream come true. And ...

Dear You. Yes you who are reading this. Don't look so puzzled. I know you are wondering why am I addressing this letter to you of all people. Well, because I know that you will listen to what I have to say and help me. Or will at least give a thought about it. Who am I? And why do I need your help? Well, I am just one of you. Or you can say in everyone of you. It's how you perceive me. I am around since years but I die a premature death every year by each one of you to be born again next year. Every year you promise to take care of me, nurture me, hold on to me and pamper me. Instead, you end up neglecting me, avoiding me, make fun of me and eventually forgetting me and letting me slide beneath your fingers like dry sand. None of you have lived upto your promise till now and I'm utterly dissappointed in you after giving you so many chances to prove yourself. I understand I dont play an important role in your life as much as other factors but what bothers me is the fact t...

Finally the much awaited & my favorite month of the year arrived.. December! No, its not my birthday month. Though, co-incidentally, it happens to be the month when I willingly gave up my singledom and with that my freedom to be grounded oops bonded forever in holy matrimony. Sigh. Despite this fact it still remains my favorite month because with it its arrival, arrives my most favorite season - winter! Yes, I absolutely love winters and the chill it brings with it. And snow. Yeah you read that right. I know I am at the risk of being called crazy here, just as people who know me really well already think I am, but I really miss the Connecticut snow & wish it snows someday here as well, which I know is practically and logically impossible. Ahhh well. Just thinking about it brings a chill and makes me wanna go back to that time where I lived the white winter dream just as I had always envisioned it. The entire city looks oh so pure and pristine wrapped up in a white bl...

Sunsets have always fascinated me. I find them more captivating than the sunrise.  There is something about sunsets that is just so pristine. I can watch them with awe whole day if it existed that long… But it is just a matter of minutes before the dusky orange hues turn magically into blue twilight as soon as the sun retires for the day rapidly disappearing below the horizon. The moment is so poetic and the way the crimson sky romances the earth by enveloping it in gold thereby enhancing her beauty, puts you in a trance. You are so mesmerized by the aura you are surrounded with and breathtaking views it unfolds for you to behold. It’s like the sky turns into a canvas during sunset for God to paint it with myriad of colors and create a masterpiece. And no two paintings are the same, everyday has a different stroke, a different palette and a different brush and you are left to gaze at this work of art in amazement and bewilderment. We often pray for miracles in our life when sk...

The past few weeks have been the most challenging and toughest weeks as a mother. The most dreaded day in the life of any parent, arrived. The first day at school. Yes! My little baby who is no more a baby, officially, started playschool last month. Okay, now first of all let me clarify this, which I seem to be doing a lot of since I put her in school, before you jump on to any conclusions. It is NOT a school it is just a PLAY school and no they don’t teach her Abc’s or 123’s as everyone assumes. It is more of a platform for her to interact with kids her own age, to explore new and different activities, to develop and instill in her the power of imagination and creativity, to feel the goodness and develop self-confidence and above all to have a good time whilst channelizing her abundant energy to something positive and constructive for a couple of hours a day! If doing this makes me a ruthless mom, then so be it. Whoa! Playing defensive, are we? I have never been a defensive ...

I’ve been researching on the internet about what’s trending in the blogging world. To which I found out that List posts are totally in and a must have on your blog if you really want to engross your readers. And hence I decided that I will write my own list post today but the bigger challenge was what should I base the list on? Something that I loved doing or something that people didn’t know about me. I kept on thinking till my mind enlightened with a topic very close to my heart and which I am passionate about. Travel. Most of you would have read my earlier post ‘Wandering dreams’ and would be aware of my love for travelling. Those who haven’t read it can find the post here . This, you can say is a kind of sequel to that post and you will see a list of the best places I have had the opportunity to travel to, mostly in the US and India , and explore the beauty each place has to offer. Though most of the post is described through my own words and experience, I have taken a little he...

Mother. A small word yet your entire world revolve around it. A powerful aura that surrounds your entire being till eternity. An entity that devoted all her life to be there for you and put you and your needs above everything. An individual who cries unbearably whilst you are in pain and smiles with pride in your happiness. That is the supremacy of a mother and no one in this whole wide world can replace her or take her place instead. She is your bearer and has taken immense pain to bring in you in this world and raise you against all the odds, thereafter. No amount of wealth would suffice to repay her deeds as a mother. Period. They say God is everywhere. They are right. You see Him everywhere in the form of mother who is no less than a God to her child. A child looks upon his mother for every little thing and dotes on her like a devotee to God. Such is her magnificent persona which compels you to trust in her abilities like u believe in the power of a magician. She is inde...