Words…..

Words make us laugh,

Words make us cry.

Words make us proud,

Words make us shy.

Some have less, some have more,

They make us believe, they make us sure.

Words sometimes harsh,

Make us hurt.

Sometimes mild,

Mend our heart.

Words make us grown up,

Sometimes reveals the child.

Words have the superpowers,

They give us strength.

All we have for eachother,

Is the trail of words,

That never ends !

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ElaWoman ~ Redefining Parenthood

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It’s yesteryears’ story when infertility was an unbreakable curse and parenthood was dream. Couples were embarrassed to accept and stand up to visit a fertility clinc. Even if they’ve made up their mind, the delima of choosing a right clinc, trusted doctor and effective treatment was a difficult task. And if nothing’s left the expensive treatment scared the most. But it’s totally a changed era now. As ElaWoman is here to rescue all the aspiring parents from all these problems.

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My Everyday….

Every day is a fun day with him.

Switching off the alarm after several failed attempts of turning the snooze off.

With his voice in the background asking me to wake up.

Me struggling with the duvet to let me free, with one eye open and motivating the second one to do the same.

Drinking the home made magic potion just after getting up from the bed.

Looking at him to get enlightened by his gleaming smile before I start my day.

Preparing morning tea while humming all time cherished songs and giving company to the radio.

Having tea with freshly baked jingles made by us while observing several subjects from the balcony.

Giving reviews on the same, as we are the critics of our colony.

Also adding on some interesting voice overs to the strangers chatting on the road and make our own kind of versions.

Listen to the problems of the birds, stray dogs & cows while feeding them.

But also accepting scoldings by the neighbours for this peta act.

Reading the newspaper for hours & hours, like we have to by-heart the news.

Spending too much of time in the washroom, thinking, it’s the only agenda of the day.

Driving to work, enabled with his traffic updates echoing in my ears, alerting about the vehicles around me on the road in the radius of 360 degrees.

Sipping up the ginger tea complimented by the drags of our customary brand at our favourite tea joint in the evening.

Giving beneficial but not at all required advice in free and abundance to lucky ones who fortunately choose to have tea at the same place.

Driving back home, listening to our rejoiced playlist but with a condition to keep the headphones’ volume low.

Cooking my favourite dish according to his recipe and changes in the ingredients.

Sharing the thick & thin, failures & achievements, proposals & rejections of the day with lots of spiced up gossip about who said and did what ?

Going for night walk to enjoy an orange candy and catching up with friends.

Extracting all the latest updates from the universe to get updated.

Simply gazing at the stars in the dark sky sitting in the porch, wasting time and thinking too much about nothing.

Arranging the bed and spreading the duvet ready to muffle me.

Keeping drinking water in a copper jug before going to bed, so that it turns into a magic potion by the next morning.

Giving a good night kiss to him.

And at last, praying to almighty to bless him in the heaven and send my love to him everyday, just like he has been sending it since three years.

Every day is a fun day with dady and his enduring memories !

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Dear Time

Thank you for being the best teacher for all of my life.

After all you teach the best lessons of life.

Thank you for all the twenty four hours of yours, which made my day.

Thank you for transforming me from a wild child into a sage as you are a catalyst.

Thank you for making me realize that all my plannings are so anemic and you are the only supreme.

Thank you for exposing all lies and eliciting all truths as you are the real player.

Thank you for revealing the real faces of people as you are the magic mirror.

Thank you for exploring my strength when you’re worst and unfolding my joy when you’re in a good mood as you too suffer from mood swings.

Thank you for healing my wounded soul as you are the best medicine for erstwhile injuries.

Thank you to let me move on as you wait for none.

Thank you for every minute of yours, which gave me a liitle more extra time.

Thank you for letting me know my worth as people respects those who respects time.

Thank you for slapping those who mocked on my failures, with glorious claps.

Thank you for being so expensive that I value you the most.

The thought of loosing you makes me restless and I start fleeting because I know once you’re gone you’ll never return.

Thank you for every second of yours, which beats with every heartbeat of mine..Keeping me alive !

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Joint Account

Visiting a bank just before the lunch break is the thing one shouldn’t do and I did that. The token line was longer than that of Starbucks and I was no where near the counter. A mere task of filling the slip and depositing cash was looking like a mission to me. My thirty minutes of wait was making me restless and annoyed until I saw him. The same tall guy with notorious smile on his face and mischief in his eyes, whom I’ve often seen at the cyber cafe, entered the bank. He already was having a token in his hand. In no time, I gave him the broadest smile ever given in the history of mankind.

Shamelessly, I approached him and said,

“Hi, can you please do me a favour ?”

“Yep, tell me.” He said. As if he was waiting for me to ask help from him.

“What if you can share your token with me ?” A puppy face replied.

“Actually, I’ve been waiting for quite a long time but couldn’t get the token. I’ll be really grateful if you can deposit this money for me along with yours,” I added.

A nodding head with a wink showing a positive response was his reply. I swiftly handed over the amount & deposit slip to him. But the task was not yet over. The deposit slip was blank and I didn’t have a pen. Continuing the scene of humanity I requested him, if he could fill the slip as well. In his not so good handwriting he quickly filled the details that I shared. It was then his turn at the counter and the mission was successfully accomplished. I expressed my whole hearted gratitude towards his selfless help by a thank you wrapped in a handshake.

As we walked out of the bank it started pouring. I thought to wait for a while but the rain was not in a mood to desist.

Helplessly, I decided to ride my scooter and reach home in time. But with the sound of the engine, came up a request.

“Can you drop me home please ?”

Payback time. A puppy face was now waiting for my reply.

I too nodded my head with a wink. He asked me to shift back (with the action off course by his hand) and allow him to drive. A bond of gestures was developed. It was a silent drive. I dropped him at his place which was surprisingly not too far from that of mine.

A nodding bye ended that drenched afternoon. Days passed but the last nod was ticking my head.

“I haven’t seen him since then. Was I too friendly to a stranger or too rude to be friends ?”

Questions like this, were the major ones among numerous others which were revolving around his invisibility and my anxiety.

One fine day my cell phone rang, displaying an unknown number. With my lost & found mood I took the call with not so interested

“Hello !”

“Naina, it’s me Jashn.., Jashn Sethi !” Was the reply from the other side.

“Jashn ! Do I know you ?” I questioned him arrogantly.

“We met at the bank the other day, if you remember.” He added.

It was the first time I experienced what they call as “Adrenaline rush.”

“How do you know my name and where did you get my number from ?” I questioned him out of curiosity.

“You shared your details when I filled your deposit slip.” He answered.

“I’ve seen you at the cyber cafe several times. Always wanted to speak to you but couldn’t. Would you mind if I ask you for coffee ?” He offered.

“Yes !” I replied in nano seconds.

“Your coffee is waiting ma’am !”

The customer support assistant at the bank, who was helping us in completing the formalities reminded and I returned from my nourished flashback to the genial present.

After few minutes of wait she confirmed “Congratulations ! Mr. & Mrs. Sethi, your joint account is now active .”

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“Kya aap Adarsh Bahu Certified hain ?”

Picture courtsey : TOI

All bachelorettes, here’s a news for you as now you can have an add-on in your bio – Adarsh Bahu Certified” and some parents be like “Are Rawal ji ki beti to Adarsh Bahu Certified hain!”

If you’ve collapsed after reading this please gather yourself. But yes you’ve read it right. I myself is still in trauma after I read this freakingly funny news scrolling down the TOI page.

So now Barakatullah aka Bhopal University will conduct a three months short term certified course under the Department of Patriarchy for girls to make them Adarsh bahu as a pilot project under women empowerment so that they can adjust psychologically and sociologically in new environment after marriage.

I guess it’ll provide internship at Rajshree Productions for gaining practical knowledge.

I mean seriously, you’re throwing on the name of women empowerment. That’s women IMpowerment rather. It’s 21st century where Lady Indian scientists are conquering Mars and searching for life and I’m sure they’ld be successfully “adjusting” with their family responsibilities as well but still our society is hunting for sanskari adarsh bahu and the chery on the top is university that finds itself needs to be empowered has taken up this not so appreciated initiative.

But this isn’t the thorn pricking me. All I want to know firstly is why Adarsh Bahu course, why not Adarsh Damaad course also or why the hell we need any such courses ? Secondly who are these parents who want their girls to be certified by any XYZ university and the boys’ parents who are seeking such sanskari brides irrespective of how much sanskari their lads are ? Everyone wants an adarsh bahu but nobody cares whether the boy is adarsh groom or not.

Why don’t we give such balanced upbringing to our children, both boys & girls that they are psychologically, sociologically and moreover logically and sensibly stable and are able to accept, adapt and adjust in any sort of environment.

As BU calling it as their social responsibility I’d like to suggest them to launch a self defence course instead.

I really wish like many other unsuccessful programmes which BU has left incomplete this rubbish too ends up in the litter box.

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Mitra Mandals’ Ganesha

I’d like to cordially invite you all to the grand birthday celebration of our own Ganesha.

The celebration will start with an opening ceremony of welcoming Ganesha at the pandal with ear bursting sound of DJ playing “Swag se karenge sabka swagat” followed by 10 days of worshipping along with playing housie, concluded with immersion of Ganesha again complimented with devotees taking selfies and dancing on “Brazil….la la la la la la la la…..”

Sponsers : Guddu bhiya and party

You need to thank Guddu bhiya and party for this wonderful arrangement. And by chance if you don’t know him just look for the flex with the picture of a proclaimed bhiya with well groomed moustaches and perfect tilak accompanied by the pics of his polka dots sized mitra mandali and at last you may find a minimum required pic of Ganesha as well.

Electricity Board : For unknowingly providing free electricity since it’s fetched by illegally connections.

Date : The celebrations starts from 13th to 23th September.

Venue : Since Ganesha is loved by all, you’ll find the pandals after every one hand distance encroaching half of the roads. The devotees now love him more than the earlier times as I remember we used to have only one pandal per colony. Perhaps we thought assembling and praying together was strengthening our harmonious bond and love for Ganesha.

Time : Morning to afternoon and evening to night.

Attaractions : Non -Stop Music

The main attaraction of the celebration is non-stop devotional music with high Bass sound sung by Heavy Rock metal artists. These super surround speakers won’t let you forget that it’s Ganesha’s house party. Since pandals being so close to each other it also offers you several footstepping numbers at the same time that you can’t recognize which devotional song are you listening to.

Yours unapologetically

The Private Socialite

Disclaimer : This blogpost neither means to hurt feelings or emotions of any Ganesha devotee nor it’s realted to any person dead or alive. The only message that it gives is that religious ceremonies or celebrations are very auspicious activities celebrated in decent manner and it shouldn’t be misused by advertisement of any budding political party.

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No more guilty !

The love is finally free,
The love is not guilty anymore.
The lovers are out in spree,
They will be judged no more.
They were forced to be silent,
They were asked to hide.
Strolling hand in hand,
Now they’ll walk with a roar.
Hugs n kisses are no more a crime,
There will be date nights by the sea shore.
Hypocrites will still try to let them down,
Coz it hurts them, its painful and sore.
But now nothing can stop them,
No gender, no society, no law,
As they might look different together,
But their love is pure !

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Shyam is here…

Like wise every year I was spirtually excited for the Krśna janmotsav and did all my preperations for the midnight birthday celebrations.

But this year it’s different.

I was swaying the cradle of the lord in the evening for the first time in so many years.

Let be it the shift of stars or the change in the oscillation, the spirit of celebrations are affected somehow.

We are so used to, of a specific pattern specially when it comes to religious ceremonies, rituals and traditions, that a changed inch is a glitch for us.

But the joy of welcoming the almighty and zeal of chanting “Hare Krśna” uplifts your body, mind and soul with energy.

The love for him is immortal regardless of any existing particle of the Universe.

So Krśna has finally arrived, not in dark night with dark complexion but this time the Shyam actually justified his name with sunset hues.

Happy Krśna Janmashtami
Jai Shree Krishna 🙏

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