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Been there,felt that.

What are you scared of?

Some sort of  events and incidents play major roles in shaping up our lives. At times the events might be life lessons and some times they can be just scary. Very few life-lesson type of event has happened in my life so far ,but scary events happen all the time and that has changed my personality completely.I dont feel like I am the same person I used be once.A carefree ,jovial and loving person. First thing scares me most is:dependency ,and the second most scary thing is humiliation. By now I know why people used to say that humiliation is an effective tool to change someone's life.I dont know how much truth is there, but for me humiliation is demoralizing. I dont think humiliation does any good to anyone ,or for that matter shapes up anyone in a better way.It just makes you feel more vulnerable and inferior. I have realized that I dont respond very well to humiliation.People ask me to have thick skin and respond positively to humiliation ,but I have always failed in tha...

why we cry when we depart?

Today we had a very interesting conversation on the dinner table about why we cry when we  depart from our loved ones. My daughters were making fun of the old folks such as my mother and their grandmother and were thinking how ridiculous it is to cry when we depart.They dont understand the emotions behind the act.My husband on the other hand was explaining to them how fake crying is when we are departing. I think it is just a matter of perspective ,gender ,societal demand and how emotional the person is.According to my husband , crying wont be necessary if it was not the custom.He dosen't believe in emotional feelings. I ,on the other hand think that in some cases it might be just a pretense or social pressure to break into cries, but when the relationship is very intimate tears come out naturally. It might be certain sentiment which makes you cry when you depart.For me, I break into tears when I leave my parents behind. When the thought flashes to me that my parents are ol...

Alignment !

Dictionary meaning  of alignment is arrangement in a straight line or in  correct or appropriate relative position.Relative position however is the key to any relationship when you think of alignment. Therefore alignment is necessary in every relationship. Alignment becomes even more important when the relationship is between non-blood relationship such as husband-wife,co-workers,friends etc-etc.Again alignment is important in all the above relationships I said but not as important as it is in husband -wife relationship.  If you dont like certain friends,just try to cut yourself  loose with them,cant live in peace with a co-worker ,no problem just maintain a safe distance.But what to do if you are not in alignment with your husband.You need to be compatible with each other.This compatibility,right alignment,respect for each other and love ,all together form a life lasting bond.One leads to the other.Even one aspect falls at the wrong place and the whole alig...

virtues of patience and tolerance.

Tomorrow is the first day of school for my kids.How kids grow and keep growing with new energy everyday.Tomorrow my younger daughter will go to the real school.Pre-school days are over for her . I thought she will never grow and will always remain my tiny baby. They make me feel special all the time ,which right now I take  for granted.However I realize this will change very soon.They will have wings and fly away from me before I know it. I get upset at them sometimes ,only to regret later  that after all they are just small kids-8 years old and 5 years old. Just the way kids are born with so much energy why was I not  born with little more patience and tolerance as a mother !

Happy Mother's Day!

It is mother's day today.I woke up the morning with the sound of Little "O" cutting papers and preparing cards for me.She made at least 10-15 cards.Big and small ,of all sizes.Every card was dripping love from it,every card was full of love notes,pictures of hearts.The moment I got up ,she gives me a big hug and handed me a bag of cards.She is just 5 years old.I was in awe ,and thanking my fortune for being a mother.As if that was not enough ,because when "T" got up ,I got another pile of cards with love notes written on them ,with lovely adorable gift items too.Her cards had more meaningful notes written on them. All these loving gestures took me to a place where my heart is,where my mother is,where my childhood was ,where my fondest memories are residing.I did not call my mother or said anything to her.My heart sinks thinking about her these days.Very soon I will be flying to see her,however this time I am not excited.Some corner of my heart says that I wont...

Language Problem!

A language which was once very close to my heart,using which I was very comfortable, has now become a source of great depression.It reminds me of my failure and lacking the the hard work attitude.Speaking in that language now feels like a terrible punishment.Being asked to speak that language has become an overwhelming statement of failure to me.

My Mother!

Today I talked to my mother.She seemed happy and healthy.She seemed very excited as my day of arrival is so close now.She just can't wait to see me.And how will she not.Every mother loves her child and as usual I think my relationship with my mother is very special .It is nothing like everyone else.It is way beyond my imagination and her place is reserved in a very special spot of my heart where no one can even think of peeping. Some one said to me one day "God knows how your parents corrected your mistakes ,or they even corrected  your mistakes,but some one has to tell you that ,and correct your mistakes." And I thought this is such a big allegation on a child and parent relationship.I may not know lots of things but that cant be blamed on my parents or my upbringing.May be it was my fault that I turned out this way. However in my heart I know my parents never talked rudely to me .I also made mistakes like anyone else but was always explained in a gentle way.My moth...