Sunday, March 12, 2017

Stay @ Home Mom or a Working Mom?

Here is a topic that I have been thinking about a lot, getting feedback from friends and family, going back and forth on pros and cons of this. Finally, today was the day I decided to share my thoughts and feelings on this.

Whatever is your choice to be a stay at home mom or a working mom, I applaud you for your patience, your energy for making it work the best way you know how.

Everyone decides on what works for their family, they have made their choice on how they want to do things, who are we to judge their choices, Maybe the working mom has a financial obligation, maybe the stay at home mom loves to stay at home and raise kids, maybe the working mom wants to have a career.

To all the stay home moms please

1. Don't think its easy on the working moms, they miss out on all the precious moments
2. It is not easy putting 8 hours and then coming home to take care of the little one and the home
3. Its very tough to leave the little one in care of someone else who would see all the baby's firsts

To all the working moms

1. Stay at home moms have a very tough routine to keep the child busy and entertained, it definitely       is tiring
2. Stay at home moms don't always get the kudos for all what they do
3. They don't have the 8 hour work to get to when they want to take a break for their sanity.

In the end, if the baby is loved and cared for and if it works best for your family do it. All that matters is that you have the support of your family in whatever you chose to do.

Happy Parenting.

Tuesday, October 4, 2016

Potatoes, Eggs or Coffee Beans, Which one are you?

 Once upon a time a daughter complained to her father that her life was miserable and that she didn't know  how she was going to make it. She was tired of fighting and struggling all the time. It seemed just as one problem was solved, another one soon followed.
 Her father, a chef, took her to the kitchen. He filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire.    Once the three pots began to boil, he placed potatoes in one pot, eggs in the second pot, and ground coffee beans in the third pot.

 He then let them sit and boil, without saying a word to his daughter. The daughter, moaned and impatiently  waited, wondering what he was doing. After twenty minutes he turned off the burners. He took the potatoes  out of the pot and placed them in a bowl. He pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. He then ladled the coffee out and placed it in a cup. Turning to her he asked. “Daughter, what do you see?”

“Potatoes, eggs, and coffee,” she hastily replied.

 “Look closer,” he said, “and touch the potatoes.” She did and noted that they were soft. He then asked her to  take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg. Finally, he asked her to sip the coffee. Its rich aroma brought a smile to her face.

“Father, what does this mean?” she asked.

 He then explained that the potatoes, the eggs and coffee beans had each faced the same adversity– the  boiling water. However, each one reacted differently. The potato went in strong, hard, and unrelenting, but in  boiling water, it became soft and weak. The egg was fragile, with the thin outer shell protecting its liquid interior until it was put in the boiling water. Then the inside of the egg became hard.

 However, the ground coffee beans were unique. After they were exposed to the boiling water, they changed the water and created something new.

 “Which are you,” he asked his daughter. “When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are  you a potato, an egg, or a coffee bean? “Moral In life, things happen around us, things happen to us, but the only thing that truly matters is what happens within us.

Which one are you?

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Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Do you see her?

She comes out and jumps in glee
A little girl full of life and smiles
She wants to play
Do you see her?

She comes out and gives in abundance
A woman full of dreams and care
She is not afraid to love
Do you see her?

She comes out and feels with all her heart
A human full of selflessness
She cares a lot
Do you see her?

She comes out and Party's hard
A Life surrounded with Friends
She is a listener
Do you see Her?

She comes out at her Charming best
Beautiful and Sexy inside out
Looks she doesn't realize, she has
Do you see Her?

She is smart and intelligent
Hardworking and Proactive
Accomplishments she achieves with effort
Do you see Her?

She feels Alone in the crowd
Single in this big wide world
No one understands or receives her thoughts
She wants you to see Her!!

Monday, July 25, 2016

Are you Serious!!!!

I recently read this article in a leading news paper that a hospital in Ahmedabad, Gujrat was going to do free deliveries, if the child born was a girl child, also that they would give additional money if it was a 2nd girl child. This was mainly to even the 890 - 1000 ratio between girl and boy child.

My first reaction to this was, wow that's such a cool incentive to promote girl baby birth, but as the thought settled I was enraged, thinking... why are people so ignorant that they need to be lured in with money to deliver a baby girl. Here i purposefully add the word deliver, because i have no idea what these people would do, once they take the baby home.

In a country where you pray to a woman like Durga Ma, Kali ma, Devi who is Shakti (the one who has the power to control the lord), why do we need such an incentive, it shows out backwardness and just displays the sad state of the country.

You might say that there is so much good happening in the country other than this, i agree there might be, but today my mind is on this, its painful and shameful that we have to resort to such measure.

Don't get me wrong, I love this ray of hope this hospital has shown, a step in the right direction. But Seriously, will the right kind of people take this, will people do this just for money? Will they do something to the child once they go home? Thoughts that make me sad and make me pray that people come to their senses and make the right decision.

Cherish baby girls
Have a lovely day

Friday, April 8, 2016

Friends Forever

I am a person who loves to build friendships to last a lifetime, it takes a while with every person, as i take my own sweet time building trust and opening up. As i was thinking about my best friend today who is far away in India, and thanks to social media we are in touch every day, its interesting the way we began our friendship

Lets call my partner in all Crimes ;) Vi. She moved to the apartment near me when we were in 2nd grade, and when she moved we already had an existing gang of kids in the area who played together, the leader was called Joy. Vi was very friendly and was easily accepted into the gang.

Joy and Vi were playing a game called Jolly.... silly game now that i think about it, you are supposed to mark you hands with this little blob and then when you meet the person anytime you are playing this with, you need to show your hand, and if both have , its good, if not the one who doesn't have it should give the other one a candy.

Vi reached a point in the game where she owed Joy 14 candies and couldn't fulfill the request of Joy as per her requirements. Joy got really mad and broke her friendship with Vi, that evening there was a serious gang meeting and we were instructed by Joy that we should break our ties with Vi and no longer play with her and she was no longer welcome.

I was at the age where i went and shared all details of the day with my mom, and when i mentioned this incident to her she was like " the fight/misunderstanding is with Joy, why should you participate in it, it bad to do that to a little girl" and that gave me the strength to go and talk to Vi, and from that day onward we have been best of friends. Sharing stories from school, college, work, family,  music, movies. There isn't any subject under the sun we don't talk about.

She is my Friend Forever. I love you Vi.

I am so glad for the advice that my mom gave me, i owe her big time.... Thanks Mom.

Monday, March 7, 2016

Dual Life Mentally

Have you heard of that term? Maybe, maybe not. I can assure we all lead that kind of life. Who in today's world doesn't have a world within themselves. This is also something  that people do in reality, have two separate lives physically or some might relate to this as being a different person at work and a different person at home

We all are always tied down by a bunch of things, societal pressure, family pressure, work stress. Constantly hustling to make things better and make others happy. In this run we sometimes forget we exist. Our first priority is to make ourselves happy, but then again, we are fundamentally taught to have a positive outlook, try to do whats right and not be selfish.

No one realizes to make things better and make people happy we lose energy. Someone once told me that "Being Positive all the time takes  a lot of energy" and when i delved deep into its meaning i realized , "that's so true". Re Channeling you energy from negative to positive is so much hard work.

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Does everyone think that way.... No way. There are some who are oblivious to others or their needs. they have absolutely no problem being selfish and are experts in sucking the life and energy from others. Are they wrong? Do they realize it? Some do and some don't.

Why cant we be ourselves and say what we want to the way we want to 24/7?
Why do we sometimes make decisions that benefit others more than us?

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Don't we realize someday all this would make us tired and all this bundled would lead to something bigger and worse. The best way in my opinion would be to open up to someone one anyone, a friend, counselor, family , friends who can be a listener let you vent and direct you in the direction that would be beneficial for your life

So sometimes take a breather gather the guts, back off  rethink and come back with a better alternative

Have a Brave heart and continue the never ending battle

Wednesday, March 2, 2016

When it Rains (Frozen Memories)

My earliest memories are when I was little, not sure how little, I would come home from School (India) in the afternoon my mom would give me really hot food and once done, I would nap on the couch.

The days when it would rain in Mumbai, oh my it was heaven. The couch in our home was placed very close to the window that had a netted cover.  I would feel the slight drizzle on my face while napping as if I am transported to a different world. Nap inside a comforter and very slight drizzle on my face wish there were ways to recreate those memories. That first rain shower, the fragrance of the wet mud, would waft and pull me to go out there and dance in the rain.

The first rain and the shoe stores would get flooded with people buying rainy shoes, streets busy for umbrella and raincoat shopping. Oh and somehow all the work that is happening in the apartment buildings would stop and we could see all constructions come to a standstill. My best friend would just push and pull me to go up the roof and play in the rain, those days.

Then the street food that would become active during the rains, I was always warned not eat them, but the rebel in me would take over, the hot corn rubbed with salt, chilli pepper and lemon that hot Spicy Vada Pav (Fast simple street food).  Now when I think about them, memory all vivid, I know it’s tough to get those times back but they live within me. Someday maybe……

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