You say People are so complex to understand.
It’s hard to differentiate noble from fake!
Innocent smile from a pretentious one!
Gentle wording from a sweet poison!
And a quiet mind from the conspiring one!
My words-If you can’t differentiate, either try to learn or just sit back. Life will teach you itself. Wait for your turn !
If you can diffentiate all, what’s the confusion all about? What this noise over complexity?
You either know someone or you don’t. Take them as they are. It’s as simple as that…period.
Those who got it easy…always want it easy, and to their luck, they always get it easy too, cause EASY…is their thing.
But surprisingly, they are surprised when people also start taking ‘them’ EASY!!!!🤓🤓🤓
And Those who always got it hard…also want it easy, but to their luck, they seldom get it easy, cause Easy…is not their thing.
And surprisingly, they too get surprised when people actually stop taking ‘them’ EASY!!!🤔🤔🤔
What a joke!!!!
Many of us, at some stage of our life, curse our parents for giving us the ‘Name’ that we have, especially during teenage we are much concious about it. We always believe that it could have been better had they thought a little more…atleast better than this!!!!
We keep chewing the cud, and one day we realise that this is what it is and we have to live with it. Ofcourse many people go to the extent of changing their names as well. Brave ears!!! I just wonder how they respond to their old names once they switch!!!!
Anyways it’s their Problem! I already have made peace with my name. 😐😐
Then what encouraged this write up?
Here’s the thing.How do you respond when your four something gal comes to you and says,”Mamma, Please change my name! I don’t like it.”
What are you supposed to do?
I mean we took a lot of time…thinking…discussions…and then on the pious occasion of Diwali, she was named after Goddess Laxmi (the goddess tending money 🤓)…oh don’t think otherwise, we in India actually worship this Goddess on the festival of light, Diwali, and moreover, her grandparents announced her arrival to this world as ‘Laxmi aayehe he…’Laxmi has arrived’. So how can she just not like it???
There is lot of hard work, devotion and emotions after naming her, and now she is not liking it!!!😮😮😮
Anyway, just to keep her calm, I said,”then by what name would you like to be known, sweetheart?”
“How is Rupenzel?” She immediately said as if waiting desperately for this.
“Nooo! But she had loooooong hair. Look at yours, hardly coming in a rubberband!” I discouraged the suggestion.😋😋
“Then Cinderella?” She got little nervous.
Poor kid. Can’t think outside her imaginary world.
“No, How am I gonna call you? It doesn’t go well on my tongue,” I again rejected the plea. (Gosh, I am a bad mom😥😥)
“It is so tough mommy! What name should I choose?” She got sad.
“Think…there are more heroines in your fairy tales,” I said to cheer her up.
“Decided, my new name is going to be ‘Snow-white’! You like it ma?”
Munching on to the biscuit, I said, “Okay! But I’ll call you Snow. Is that fine?”
“Yes mamma! Snow white…Snow,” She said smilingly, “Now let’s find a new name for you too.”
“No, I am cool beta!” I took another bite from the cookie.
“What’s the name of the biscuit that you are eating?” (Children are weird, they ask random questions 😏😏)
“It’s Marie Light!” I flipped the pack to show her.
“Wow! Mamma, Daughter, Snow-white, and Mother, Marie Light!!! How’s that? Isn’t your new name awesome? She was happy, So I could not object.
I only said,”But call me Marie haan!“😍😍
So people, as you see, unofficially…our names have been changed. Mann is Marie and her Glowingal…she is Snow.😁😁😁😁😁
I am a Nature freak, so, there are good chances that whenever I get a chance…there is a new exploration going on.
This Weekend also, we planned to visit a nearby sight…which is quite off the sight for normal visitors.
There’s a small river Ashwini, on side of which is situated the gigantic, hustling and bustling structure, Mohan Shakti Heritage Park which is also an upcoming centre for vedic studies. A place worth visit but what we were more intrested in, was a waterfall somewhere near it!!! We had no idea.😮😮😮
Merely after walking for some fifty meters, we felt like lost…no sign of human life…only the babbling of the streams and the company of the woods!!!
I kind of started to have second thoughts.
“Let’s wait for someone“, I said, and we parked ourselves on a huge flat rock visible from the main road. Many vehicles came, stuffed with oodles of tourists, but their ‘no-appearance’ through the bushes was actually discouraging.
“Why aren’t they coming this way?” I thought. The ambiance was little scary considering the wilderness was left to us and us alone.
A few young sturdy guys crossed us with apparent curiosity in their eyes but obviously, they didn’t bother to ask, and moved on. They disappeared in the greenery.To our amazement, no woman dared to put a step on the narrow path.
Once we thought ‘let’s continue‘ but, then the mind gave logics which were difficult to ignore. 🤔🤔
How safe is it to go on your on a path leading to you don’t know where!!!
And keeping in mind the happenings rather mishappenings, in daily life…with a heavy heart I stepped back.I wanted to see the place so badly!!!!😞😞
Why the world is so unsafe that a woman has to think twice everytime before stepping into it???? I agitated inside.
Who has the answer???
It’s only I, who has to see into my safety, but it’s also I, who wants to see the world in its crude form!
So what do I do? Should I give up???
Oh No…I’ll come back… I’ll have to…all prepared so that no fear belittles my desire to explore more and live more…
and till then…
Don’t stop… keep falling, Water!😊😊😊
Sitting alone in her nest,
She often ponders,
About those little birds,
Who used to flock around,
Those tiny mouths she fed,
The soft skin she once caressed,
Where have all gone?
Making her life dull,
Now food has no taste,
Music to her sounds like a noise,
Day night her head however,
echoes with one lovely voice,
No one remembers her efforts still,
Her dim yet hopeful eyes,
Will stare the infinity until,
Someone appears to save her faith,
Or to shake it for good,
Give her the hint,
of a flight forever,
Or a comeback of the brood.
In India, there is a famous saying ‘daane daane pe likha he khane wale ka naam’, which in English would probably mean that each and every food grain comes with the fate of being eaten by someone specific’.
And yeah sometimes, it just fits so perfectly that you are automatically forced to believe the wisdom of ancestors.😮
One day, I got attracted to a picture on the street, thinking this place looks interesting, but carelessly heard the whereabouts of which I got a faint idea, and soon, I forgot the thing.
Then one day we were going somewhere else and just near that place I enquired my mate, “isn’t it the same place I told you about”???
“Supposed to be!”
“Let’s go and check it out then.”
and we turned the wheel to end up in a perfect weekend destination!!!!
“Wow! This seems to be a happening place considering the masses having fun,” I said.
Then we headed to the main attraction the inviting gateway, a very old bridge leading to Shiva’s hidden abode.
Awkward thing-I was not dressed to the occasion.
Interesting thing-the brief conversation with the priest.
Actually there was a separate stairway leading to a platform, just in front of the temple, probably to have glimpse of God. The priests directed Mr CoolHead, “You go to the temple through main gate,” and then he pointed towards us, “and they will go up the stairs.”
It was something new. 🤔🤔🤔
Priests either allow women in some temples or they just don’t!
What is this new system??? Or may be I misunderstood, so, to double check, I moved my index finger and asked him again, “May I?”
He was blunt,”Go if you wish to!”
Difficult to keep mum to such directions, “I definitely wish to, that’s the reason I am standing here,” the words came automatically, and I climbed the stairs, bowed my head and came down.
He again called out to me,”Take the blessings.”
I spread my hands and received the prasad, immediately mother came forward,and she too extended her arms.
“Use your dupatta when you have one! Can’t say anything to those who don’t wear one!” He appeared like commenting to me!
I was like excuse me Panditji! This is all ‘mohmaya’. No one came with a dupatta during birth. God sent us without one. Then why do we need it now to seek his blessings???
He didn’t expect this, I guess! He became politer,”No… no, there is something good in it. You don’t know!”
May be but…
“What’s going on? Why do you always have to argue with everyone?” Mr CoolHead interrupted to close the topic, and we left the premises…only to receive an exciting offer to have food along with those who were aptly dressed (I assume, God is happy. He doesn’t mind my not wearing dupatta!). This invitation was unexpected but pleasant. And moreover, who are we to say ‘No’ when God himself is taking care of everything?? 😃😃
The food was delicious especially because it was lunch-time or May be because it was absolutely free or probably because it was made with Grain’s having our names on !! 🤓🤓 Whatever it is, it was perfect!!!!
However in the arguing engagement, I could not ask about the history of the place which needs to be known…possibly next time! 😊😊
Side effects of watching daily soaps especially the one like ‘Dil se dil tak’…
I have dreams where the most eligible bachelors of the ‘world’ approach me (I know you are smiling 😆😆😆…go on!)…yeah the most desired handsome hunks on Earth come to me with their honest love proposals…and they really look miserable…as if their world would crumble the moment I say No!!!!😊😊😊😊
And look at the height…instead of jumping with joy…I tell them to rethink 😯😯…and forget about this love shove😫😫😫.
What a FOOL!!!!😮😮😮
If we talk about shapes, which ‘shape’ most people like????
You would say, ’36-24-36’😉😉. Caught you humming...I am in love with the shape of you….😍😍😍
Hello, Take a break! 🤗🤗
Firstly, it’s practically impossible for all to have it 😮😮, as simple as that! and secondly, even those of you already having it, are you comfortable carrying the loads????
What a task! 😯😯
Oh I am sorry, I kind of deviated from my point. Coming back to today’s rant…My Glowingal got a homework today. She was to paste pictures of triangular shapes in her notebook. Sounds easy no!
And to be on safer side I have kept many of her pre and nursery picture books handy for such emergent situations. I flipped through all of them only to end up with shrunk eyebrows and heavy breath.
These publishers totally forgot to put triangles in there!!!!😮😮😮
What a pity! I never thought triangle is so rare!🤔🤔
I mean look at our bollywood movies; noone can do without it; there’s always a triangle…the love triangle! 😮😮
Anyways, I found it one of the most tedious job to finish the homework of a kindergarten kid!!!
So people don’t ask questions like what I do in the evenings or why don’t I call? You see, I am busy like hell, poking my head in to myriad such tiny but stupifying businesses.
And know for always… that out of various shapes, square and ractangle are actaully the darlings of masses; the most sought after shapes.
See anywhere for yourself, incase you doubt me!
Summer’s at its worst at places. Every time I think about the heat…I bow my head and close my eyes to thank God for making this time of the year, bearable actually…pleasant, by calling me back to my place. Life seems normal now. I haven’t kept water in the fridge yet, you can well imagine…it’s heaven!!!
Mr Coolhead though is losing his cool; he has still some business left with heat 😌😌.
Recently, we the wanderers, managed to steal a deal and had some best of the moments with each other in the lap of Nature.
Here are some glimpses of excursion in to the emrald green upper Shimla Hills of Himachal Pradesh, India.