Small learnings

How often we teach our kids good values? Very often, we all will say. Or will say that we try to teach them almost everyday. I also do the same or atleast try to. But, the contrary has happened to me, I just realized! I have learnt a few things from my child. And foremost, one which has changed my outlook towards a facet of life forever. I am talking about stray dogs or stray animals on the roads. I used to see a dog on the road  as a scary dog who can just bite anytime. I used to just walk fast without even looking. But then as the years passed,  it gradually changed to feeling sorry for them.  But now…,  I look into their eyes and try to feel their emotions, whether they are hungry or in pain. I love stray dogs and wished I could bring them all home. I do my bit of feeding them whenever I can and will try to do even more, this is my promise to myself. This is what my child feels and has taught me too… to love all forms of life!

Age ON!

I was in the lift waiting to reach the ground floor. I had to pick up veggies and fruits from the nearby market and then rush to pick up my baby from school..(read 14 yr old as baby)! The lift halted midway..entered  2 fine old ladies..(read around 60 yr old as old)! Those few seconds with them in the lift triggered off a thought process..do I flaunt my age and my youth well enough...before I get OLD?

Beautifully manicured hands and feet with red paint, colored and straight hair, glossy lips, a sexy handbag, ethnic jewellery.... and here I was in my shorts and tee, sporting flipflops, a sling on my shoulder , a jute shopping bag, a small pony-tail and nude-short nails. Would I look better if I did all the things they did to themselves...maybe I would, when I am their age! 

Summer is alive

It is Summer... no, no I am not talking about ‘Donna Summer’. She is gone and she will be missed.

It is the time of the year again when we are together for 24 hours of the day for 44 days at a stretch... me and my kids. And I am scratching my head and wondering how to make the best out of this summer. I do not want the days to be a routine sleep late, get up late, watch TV and full utilisation in non-constructive works. I thought of finding some summer camp, but after doing some research on the internet... gave up. ‘I am going to be their teacher and guide’ is what came to my mind. I am a mom-at-home and this can be converted into a boon. It is full time working for me when everyone is off. But that is the challenge. I have to manage it all, their health - physical and mental, scholastic and non-scholastic nurturing. I hope I can give them the best. A list of things to do is there ready even before the time has come. Let me fill this Summer with life !

My Father Tongue

I love the Punjabi language more than any other language.  Must say that it is one of the languages I think in.  And it is something I look forward to speak to. And my desire is fulfilled when I talk to my father. There is none other except him,who I can converse with in Punjabi. My kids don’t speak Punjabi, my husband tries his level best, but can’t get the flow. As a child, we were told to speak in Punjabi, but never did, but I suppose it is embedded in my subconscious.  And things learnt in childhood are never forgotten.  

On the Wings of Love

My babies are on the verge of flying and discovering new heights... heights of hard work and success. The time has come too soon. I am beginning to feel the emptiness which would come in a few years. I am not ready for it. But, it is every child's right to fly and soar high. I wish them luck and pray that they fly high always... on the Wings of Love !

Chasing happiness

I want to be happy. Happiness or sadness is  a state of mind. Sadness comes very easily to me and happiness runs away very fast from me, faster than I can catch it again. I  have enough reasons in this world to be happy and smiling.  I have faced my moments of sorrow, but have stood against them with all my heart and might. Losing my mother after see her battle cancer was my greatest loss. But she lived to the last day, knowing very well that it was her last. But now it seems that it has taught me to fight, fight against anything. Her love and blessings are still with all her three daughters, we all believe strongly. Her courage was and will always remain etched in my heart. The daughters are now totally for their father, who has learnt to live alone. We do not want to leave him alone and are always looking forward to spend time with him. See him play with his grandchildren brings back memories of our childhood and a smile to my face. My treasures are my two twinkling stars, the pillars of my strength. They make me happy, make me smile and make me cry too sometimes. And my saviour is no other than my better half, who has been my support and mentor even in the most trying times. Always motivating me to be happy, his motto for everyone is to ‘enjoy life’, whatever be the situation.

Maiden Flight

It has been quite some time since I wanted to start blogging, I have been scribbling my thoughts here and there, but the continuous pestering of my better half made me succumb. My blog's name is a song, with a different spelling though, which I love and used to sing when I was a child without even knowing its meaning. And now, I love to drown in these 'Oceans of Fantasy'.