Yours always

On the sea shore with tides touching my feet and a distant lightning moon witnessing me I held my eyes staring high.Because you are a shining star in the dark sky.

I began to recall all the chattering of ours and our long night outs ,our giggles,our stories of life.

And then I wonder where all of them flew,or may be you took them away from me along with you.

I don’t have a place for happiness in my heart.I don’t smile like before,dress like before,talk like before ,live like before.All I can think is,which I never wanted  to be remembered ,it is four of the men carrying you in a coffin and in which you were not a person anymore ,but just a body.

 I sit there on the sand and wonder why aren’t you here with me.I jump with my hand trying to hold you.I fall .I try again knowing I will fall.

I am not complaining officer infact I am proud of you for loving you  ,and  proud for   chosing your own death unlike us all.You died for the nation  but you are immortal for me.

Love your body

My daughter ,a 10 year old once asked me “What is a pimple?”.We were on a cushion watching cartoon on a TV and I stopped sipping my coffee to  stare at her chubby cheeks  and pinkish face,I didn’t find any! well,not then.

Daughter: Maa , what is it? How does it come?

Me:(I thought for a while and all that could flash in my mind is smaller me:-:-:-I was also same worrying about my face,beauty and body,I did not know what to answer her,I don’t want her to grow up like me,so I cooked it up) Sweety ,It is just a sign that you are growing up and don’t you worry ,because it will vanish sooner than you discover it.

Daughter: When will it vanish for you?

Me: (I was pity about her class teacher on how was she handling this cute questionnaire )I smiled and said it doesn’t bother me any more ,because it makes your mama more beautiful ,isn’t it?

Daughter:No,you were good with out it.

And she ran to her friends waiting for her to play.I was there sitting thinking how  to convince my kiddo.But look at her age,Not only she had not crossed puberty but she doesn’t know what it is.One afternoon ,it was Sunday and I was washing dishes ,she pointed at my waist and said “what are those scars?”(Those were my stretch marks).I wanted to stop her immediately talking about all these bodily changes.

It was night the same day and we were in a bedroom when I started to narrate on “Kalpana Chawla”.(Well, I prepared for it the whole evening).And I was so happy when she was excited about every part of the biography.

Me:She died in a space shuttle  just before entering into earth.

Daughter:(She got up from my lap  and exclaimed) “she died!!!”.

Me:(I smiled and said) No, she is re living in my story.So,”When are you growing up to  be great like her?

Daughter:Very soon,and I will be greater to her.

Few weeks passed and I did not see her thinking about all the old stuff. In fact ,she bought a book named “Women who inspired the world” from library.You should have seen me then,I was proud of her already.Eventually,she never spoke about them then after.It is not only story of my daughter but story of every girl and woman striving for a shaped body not for her.Our women body is often compared to an Apple shape,Spoon shape and Hourglass shape.It is not about the shape ,the other factors like :thin or fat,height or short,white or black .They don’t define you nor your beauty.You are more than a size,length,color and shape.You don’t live for yourself and you are the reason for  lives.For you are a mother,daughter,sister,friend and a girlfriend.No one’s ever here to judge you about your body.You are a way more beautiful with your work,patience,caring,loving and living.Love your body anyway and stay healthy.

 

Are you okay?

Have you been in a situation when you felt someone to be there for you ,when nothing worked out and you did not have anything left to do.So,there you are sobbing and  sobbing,continued until your eyes stopped the flow and then dried.Have it ever occurred to you ,if only someone was there for you, the situation would have been better and warming.Someone who had a sense  to know,to suggest,to console and to be there for you.

I am sure everyone of you have been in that place and thought the same more than once.But my friend, you would have got one to stay with you then, only if you  were there for someone when they needed you to be.Everyone here encounters failure , rejection,humiliation ,bullying .All of them might have come past it and few are in the present .As a fellow being ,as a person who faced it before ,as an individual with a responsibility.Make time from your schedule ,approach them ,console them and don’t forget to ask “Are you okay?”.It will be your smallest unit of contribution to their relief.Because,not all of us pays back for our grief and get things right to what they were before.It is not that  I am suggesting you to move on ,fight for what you deserve ,fight for your identity,fight for it is your right ,fight for the cause,fight for your independence.But every brave heart needs a person in their bad time as you did before.Hence help them to get over it .

 

 

The Speech

#Episode 3

“She is an attractive talker and a good listener too.She had time for you ,when she has to attend a million works.She was with you,when she was wanted by many.She did not leave you when you intended to,not because she doesn’t value you ,because she cares for you.You were not her alternative ,she chose you among many and you are the only one choice.She fought for you,she stood by you,she sacrificed for you,she consoled you,she encouraged you,she caressed you.Hence,

My Dear

When was the last time you spent time with her?When was the last time you made her smile?When was the last time you complimented her?Or should I put it in this way ,when was the last time you loved her?Don’t you think it’s your turn now.”


I noticed silence for about few minutes.And I heard them (putting their hands together).I was giggling and left the place with thank you.Well,it is the least compliment everyone could get.But,the matter is I did well.I imagined this entire speech practicing like a one hundred times.But this was the best among all of them.Yeah,I didn’t tell you, today is activity day which means we are supposed to talk ,act,write.Of course this is what we do on non-activity day.This is little special with not having a bossy editor who monitors on your writings.We are free to express anything.But,my left eye started blinking,there should be something waiting for me ,as everything went on well till now,I thought. As  my eye lashes were dashing into each other at a speed 3 ×10²³ m/sec.I was sitting on my chair when some of my so called friends complimented me on the speech,I thanked them .

I was not interested to work ,so stood up  and stared into everyone laughing,gossiping.Looking into someone like that would make me feel walking on the thorns.Eventually,I wanted to leave.But you know,our office is  like a one way thing ,you only have the choice to get in and the other it only happens in the late night. Perhaps ,I should just gossip with my system then.Then I saw him and murmured “Here comes the Philanthropist”.Now this is something great ,isn’t it?Everyone gets to enjoy with their friends and am here with regular work.But Ayush, just waved at me and went into editor’s office.I hoped he would never come back.I have a “I am so selfish” kinda feeling when I talk to him.

Great!!! Aditi ,You always complain people about gossiping and now you were just sitting in that chair and judging everyone on your way. Doesn’t make much difference,does it?

♥♥♥♥♥♥

 

 

Too much to have

#Episode-2

tik tik tik tik tik………………..

I woke up and was so indelible to get ready ,combed my hair ,put on shoe ,grabbed my backpack,Which I packed last night with reusable water bottle,walking stick,Sunscreen SPF ,trousers and shirts with few snacks.Yes,Yes,Yes I am going on a trek.I was flying in between clouds with over exhilaration .Many things were revolving round my head like where  it would start?How does it go on?What I would be like at the end of the day? Yeah,I know I am over reacting .But,Guysss My friends are here after a very long time of anticipation.And,Finally came up with this plan. Wouldn’t you be the same?

Before I left ,I checked everything was closed and switched off ,in place and locked the apartment.I started ,an hour before the expected  time.

#Next day

It was another usual day so called monday , a day with so much of detachment .Not that I am disinterested at work,It was the choice of mine and mine alone.Could not think much of past then,every corner of my body is aching like a hell and when I put two feet on the floor ,its like am getting in touch with  fire.None of my body parts supported ,but still I wanted to run to office just to share about yesterday things.I was having coffee when I had call from one of my colleague .As a consequence,I was in office with a client in front of me.Assuming you still remember the guy(with all that handicrafts).I just wonder why would one want to start a store like that.Don’t they  see people craving for fashion and want to stand away from the crowd.Okay,Okay,I am back to my senses and hope I should owe a resolution right the next moment to focus only on my work.

Ayush:What do you think about the site?

Me: (My eyes were struck to the laptop and did not blink  for a while).It is                    WOW!!!How did you come up with so much beauty ,in just few days?

Ayush:Well,I had to rush up for those kids.

Me: your Kids?You are married?

Ayush:(He laughed out so loud)No,Not really.60 % of our earnings are donated to the orphans.Those orphan homes have been facing a lot of crisis since last year.Hence,we all came up with this idea.

Me:(was silent initially,quickly made up some words),excellent,perfect,super… etc,etc.I would not give a rupee to a child on roadside(month ending) I thought.

I watched him go as he left I know this is not me ,not emotional in a way though.

To the Respected Editor

#Episode-1

Like every day,it was bright and intense ,sun emitting its true colors.I drove on my bike and went into office so  hurriedly that I could not possibly make an eye-contact with anyone and went to my desk.It took some time for me to adjust ,then everyone started to wish “Good Morning ” ,knowing who it is,I stood in my place and greeted him,when he looked at me, signaled me to come in,with his hand.I went in immediately into his cubicle ,a few minutes later,he asked  me to call the person waiting in the hall.I accompanied myself with the man from the hall to the cubicle.My editor introduced me to the man saying “He is the founder of a new startup , planning to build a website for his company.So,you’re  job here is to present the site more verbally,literally with the words.”and he stopped.I did not say anything in response, he also told me to take the person to my desk and to know about their product.I took him along with me to my desk ,I asked for his name ,he said “I am Ayush”,forwarded his hand .I told him “Ayush ,will you wait for a sec ,I will be back” and ran into editor’s office.

“Sir,I don’t understand,this is what I have been doing in my initial stage .Importantly ,I have done many more.”I was still speaking and he interrupted me telling to close the door when leaving the office.I had nothing to do,he did not even ask me for an explanation of my mistake.I sat down on my chair and looked above.As I saw him with a smile then I came back to my senses and pulled a chair from my desk and said “Ayush, sit and so sorry for the delay”.He seemed to be cooler and asked if he can start.

Ayush: We are building a site for online shopping and it holds the handicrafts such as                                greetings,paintings,show pieces…blah,blah,blah.

(I was gazing onto the wall ,left side of him and did not pay any concentration to what he was telling……then I heard no word .So,I looked at him.)

Ayush: What do you say?

Me:       wow!!!!That’s a brilliant idea.Why don’t you start  immediately?

Ayush:  (laughing with all his 32 teeth) yeah,we have already started and that is why I am here

Me:       I laughed too(not in a mood though).I will start as soon as you send me the website with  its full structure and complete with the products.

Ayush: Thank you!!!

(we shook hands and he left)

It was 1:30 PM .And I peeked into editor’s office standing in front of the door.Then I felt like a one ton of  weight on my shoulder.As an effect I moved forward ,my nose got hit to the door and I turned back to see.So,here he is (Editor sir),without any delay I told him all the things that took place yesterday and the reason for our argument.

Editor: Wait,wait,wait.I know all this before,everyone in the office told me what                                happened .But,the reason I gave you this work today is the assigned writer for it                  is on leave.So,respected Aditi will you do it for us without any extra                                         charge(smiling with a wink).

Me:(My heart was so relaxed when I heard him)Of Course,sir.

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you are not my cup of tea

#Introduction

I was working on my new article,until editor came to me.He seemed not so usual and bashed all the papers to my face.The very next moment, I was standing and all that I heard was “you are never fit for this,and never will”.And he left,I was standing still and looked around with embarrassment.My eyes gazed onto one laughing soul and sat down with all regret as I recalled my last night.I had a fight ,it was not something one would want it to happen twice or think of it again.Let me share .Yesterday was a welcome party to the fresher’s and my job was to explain a few  ,about the work environment ,it went on well and I had a very good conversation with the new pals.Later,I was called by my editor and she was also in there .I greeted him and smiled at her.I had no response from her though.

He started to speak and as always he liked my writings and told it would be published soon.I was overwhelmed and thought this is my day,result for  staying up night.Thanking him ,I left the room.And was back to work.Not really,I was just peeking into some online shopping and heard a voice from behind “lovely shoes”,as I looked back I found her , gave a huge smile and asked “why were you so serious in the room”,she said “Not every one get appraisals from superior”,with her rolling eyes.”Come on,you will very soon” I said as I pattered her back.she removed my hand and stood up to leave before she said “you should be looking into some more dresses to get appraisals”,I could not believe what she said and soon gave her a slap ,before  I could  realize what I did,I felt hot coffee rolling down my shirt ,we started screaming at each other.As a result we were dismissed from the office the whole day.I was so depressed and filled with anger thinking how my best day had turned so worse.

 

Hello folks,long time ah!!!Hope all well and I went through what are you all up to now and I came up with this new work of mine to start a series and above is the introduction of it.I wish it goes on well .To mention ,I was planning to write a sort of this long ago and may be this is the time I was longing for.Do read and feedback  is  appreciated.

See you next Sunday or may be before!!!

 

 

 

A letter with love

Me:These are awesome !!!I never received anything of this sort before.

Mom:what did you say?you never got a letter(with wide open eyes).

Me: Of course , I didn’t  who would post me a letter  these days.

Mom:yeah I know ,letters have been replaced a long ago.When you are very much interested with this ,why don’t you start to write one.(and she went away to prepare coffee).

It was 4 ‘o’ clock in the evening.And I was sitting  among many unfolded letters fallen on the floor.There were about twenty to thirty green stamped  leaves .My heart was filled with such a pleasure and  excitement in my eyes.I read every one of them without any pause.when I completed them,mom came to me with a coffee in her hand.

I hold the coffee mug and gave a thought on writing a letter.I started to write one the very next day with fresh mind and an empty stomach.I borrowed a letter from my mom and was ready.Wait,what? who will I write to.With a big smile ,I began

Dear Myself,

How are you?Haven’t talked to you for a while.Hope all good.what are you up to?

Anything new.Of course ,I do think there’s a lot going on.Willing to tell me.Okay ,lemme go first.Well,as you know not much interested in so called studies.My love grew towards writing .I have been writing in one or the other way,time,place.Yet,it is special when I blog.And You know what? I am planning to pursue Masters in literature.Yeah,that’s

right!!!you read me.Guess you are hail and healthy.See you Sweetie.Keep in touch.Miss you!!

Your’s emotionally

yourself

What do you think folks?how overwhelming and glee would it be when you find a letter .Is it not as worthy as watching a sunrise.Is it not greater than visiting your granny after ages.

I would say this is above all of them.So,My dear folks here comes my humble request

Try starting to write a letter.I wouldn’t recommend to write to yourself(No one would be as silly as me):-.It is the bliss and you find your day complete and sleep with glee.And do share your experience with me.

Thanks for reading…………

 

A Thousand Splendid Suns

And that’s  the thing about people  who mean everything they  say they think everyone else does too.

-By khaled hosseini

A big hello to all!!!!

This post is something different from the old.well ,you will know it later.As you all read ,I do.But unlike all.I only read “love stories”.I think I should say I used to.Because I read a book which was described as…

A suspenseful epic- By Daily Telegraph

Unforgettable -By Isabel Allende

Breathtaking – By me;)

And yes it is.Because it’s by him.A masterful narrative …..He is a storyteller of dizzying power. khaled hosseini is an Afghan-born American novelist and physician. After graduating from college, he worked as a doctor in California, an occupation that he likened to “an arranged marriage”. He has published three novels, most notably his 2003 debut , The Kite Runner  all of which are at least partially set in Afghanistan and feature an Afghan as the protagonist. His other books are” The Thousand Splendid Suns” ,”And the Mountains echoed”.

And here is the story of  “A Thousand Splendid suns”::

Mariam lives with her mother ,who are separated from all the people. Jalil ,her father, pays visits to Mariam once in a while.when she is only fifteen she gets married to Rasheed,who has double the age of her.Initially ,Rasheed is nice to her .But,Later shows his true colors .Mariam ,the poor lady ,adjusts with him finding no other way.Then here comes a girl named Laila ,who has a diffrent story with a love in her life.He is Tariq.Unfortunately,tariq has to leave Laila . Laila gets into mariam and Rasheed’s home accidentally.Mariam and Laila becomes friends and it grows day by day stronger.Then a struggle starts after Taliban enters with starvation and brutality.After a long suffering Laila meets her tariq and life turns different for her.

That is a short description and the book is awesome .I recommend you all to read it

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A Thousand Splendid Suns