30 things to smile about...

Last week, I read a post by Vidya Sury - Did I smile today and I loved it. 

A simple list that made my day! :)

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Just reading her list made me smile and realize how simple things in our lives have the ability to turn rough days into an absolute delight. It reminded me of how long it had been since I had made a similar list or even smiled looking at one.

I also noticed the blog hop from Janine's post on Friday Reflections.

So decided to write about it here even though the link is closed. 

Here are 30 things that make me smile : 

1. The scent of books

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2. Dancing to perfection

3. When my parents and baby bro come to the airport to receive me with a bright smile and a bear hug.... Ok this one made me smile and miss them a lot :(

4. Being in a library all day

5. Waking up early after a good night's sleep

6. Waking up before baby girl so I can enjoy the "me" time :p

7. Blogging away without any apprehensions 

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8. Lots of sunshine

9. Reading comments after a post is published

10. F.R.I.E.N.D.S. Enough said ! :)

11. Playing with baby girl

12. When the sink is clean :D

13. Coffee

14. Green tea with honey, ginger and lemon

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15. Seeing my little students at dance class

16. Cheesecake... Yum !

17. Stepping on the weighing scale to see how much I have lost weight

18. Compliments from LP ;)

19. Compliments from friends

20. Chatting with my close friends on the phone on every non-sensical topic

21. Completing a blog-a-thon

22. Long weekends with perfect weather

23. Dressing up my baby girl in cute outfits

24. Fall season

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25. Catching up with friends after a long time

26. Puppies

27. Cats and more specifically kittens

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28. Vacations

29. Gifts from loved ones

30. Baby Girl saying new words which have no meaning :)

I had fun writing this list.

Tell me, what are 30 things that make you smile ? :)

Yours' truly,

Choice

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Seema regretted her decision. Actually she regretted her life. 

The year before had been a nightmare. First her parents passed away and now her husband. She was left with no one. Siblings were fine but they weren't going to compensate the need for a life partner. The need for a companion. The need for a life. 

It had been love at first sight for Seema and Suresh. Yet after 8 years of holy matrimony, here she was standing at the door; ready to leave. She had to change her life. Now or never.

Leaving her distraught in-laws in absolute misery, she went on to re-marry within a year. And not just anyone but Suresh’s best friend. A year later they had a son. Finally she was happily married and a mother. The gossip circles often buzzed with her news and opinions of how she got what she wanted. 

The only question lingering in a tiny corner of my mind was - “Was it the right thing to do in order to choose a life?”

So when I met her at a recent party, I confronted her - “Did you ever love Suresh?” With a heavy sigh, Seema replied - “Everyone is self-centered; it’s just the radius that differs.”

Yours' truly,

Shadows of Silence

I gazed at the endless sky,

Pondered about it a while.

The evening sun had changed,

And so had the coast of the isle.

It was very long ago and forgotten,

For many it's moved into the past.

Then why is it that I dread to live,

It's a horrendous spell that one event had cast.

I hurt no one, I despised nobody,

I am just like any other girl, or so I thought.

Reality said you are a precious gem,

That every hideous man in this world sought.

He needed to have me, he wanted to grab me,

All he wanted was to tell me this.

You are nothing but an eye candy,

Now give me the right to bliss.

I hollered and ran to wherever I could,

But this vast world seemed so little.

He clenched my arms and hit me hard,

Retaliating made my bones look brittle.

While anguish and distress took me over,

I relented my fight for struggle.

My thoughts went blank although one stayed,

My mother and her affectionate snuggle.

It was over and I was too,

A moment of truth so easy to etch.

Never turning back he left forever,

Turning me into an unwanted wretch.

I never wished to come back,

That one night was enough.

But the universe thought otherwise,

And wished me a path so tough.

My voice left me forever,

A price so heavy I paid.

All I remember now are my screams that day,

Mere shadows of silence, they stayed.

Yours' truly,

I am 'WOMAN' #MakeItHappen #womensday #womenslives

I have a big family on my paternal side. My dad has 4 brothers, 2 sisters and a lot of cousins.

While both of my aunts have sons, there's a coincidental pattern visible with almost all the brothers in the family. Three of the brothers (including my dad) have an elder daughter and then a son.

When my youngest uncle and his wife were expecting their second born, I had a funny notion that it would turn out to be a girl. And it did. :) When I happily announced it to my parents on how I always felt that they would have a girl, my mom smiled and said - "That's such a sweet thing. If only some other people would think so. Don't share this with your uncle and his family, sweety. Apparently, they were expecting a 'boy'. "

I didn't understand the real issue back then.

Years later, when I started working and became a financially independent adult in my family, a relative complimented my parents on how lucky they were to have not one but 2 sons. 

I beamed with pride at the comment. I felt proud and happy at myself. I felt ecstatic on being able to help my parents financially and being applauded for it. 

Today, when I think of that comment my relative made, I feel "disgusted" and "insulted".

Recently, a much-hyped and talked about documentary, portraying a rape incident of 2012, was released and aired all over the world except in India. I watched how some men, belonging to our country, conveyed opinions of how women need to "behave" in society. 

After seeing the documentary, I cried and ached not only for the rape victim but also for the numerous other girls and women who have been similar victims and still continue to be.

I felt anger and anguish on how these men shared such bold views on television with no remorse whatsoever. I even watched a couple of these men debate in a news programme thereafter to justify why they said those controversial statements and how all those statements are true even today. While the documentary just gave us a peek of the real issue there are hundred others who would gladly agree and share similar patriarchal views.

As a woman, all I want to say today is - I don't need a male counterpart to benchmark my achievements of life. I don't want any appreciations in comparison to how a male would do it.

I am a woman,

I am happy the way I do things, 

The way it is meant for me. 

My life is my own 

And not for others to judge. 

And least of all, it's definitely not for those who think a woman, who achieves bigger milestones in life, has magically acquired powers meant only for men and is therefore great.

Maybe that's the reason ever since I was a child, barely old enough to understand society and it's weird norms, I have wished and wanted to have a girl child of my own.

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It's time we abolished all age old quotes praising males over females.

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It's time we changed our primitive thinking to not always want a male child.

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It's time we cherished our daughters for all their achievements and sacrifices in life.

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Going forward, if a person ever judges a woman on why she can never be equal to a man, we just need to commend the person for having said the truth.

"Yes, a woman is never equal to a man because she is so much more than what a man is or will ever be. There is nothing a woman can't do that a man can and yet there is so much a man can't do that a woman can."

Yours' truly,

A Reason to Celebrate...

Selected as a WOW post here !

Dear Diary,

The walk from work has been a mundane routine for me for the past many years. However, I trudged along the road cautiously today hoping to be able to predict where they would spring out from. Especially since Holi is just around the corner.

I noticed it was just another day, when I saw this little boy walking home from the bus stop dressed as a school kid. Or so I assumed. A group of teenage boys walked towards him from the other end carrying a heavy pail of water balloons. As they approached closer, two things were clear - the boy was panicking and the teenagers had a mission in mind. Just as he lowered his head and walked faster, hoping to ignore and walk past them, the balloons came pelting down one after the other, both drenching and hurting him at the same time. He ran home crying. 

A few houses down the line, I saw this teenage girl playing Holi with her little brother in the courtyard of her home. A group of men appeared out of thin air at the gates with excessively colored faces and hands. Still standing at the gates, they aimed the trash at the kids until they screamed and called out their mother. The horrified mother came to their rescue and mouthed quite an earful to the goons but they somehow thought it was humorous to aim yet another egg at the girl during the exchange of words. 

I observed these incidents as a passerby but the one thought that kept resonating back was how Holi - the festival of colors also meant showing a basic level of respect and civic sense towards all age groups.

A life full of colors is what everyone desires on Holi. 

And yet somehow, every year I witness the same rampant behavior of mature individuals ruining the fun for the vast majority. 

Lack of respect and civic sense turned a festive time into life-long nightmares for others.

Isn't Holi meant to be the same for everyone ? Isn't Holi a symbolization of togetherness and love for friends and family alike ? 

Then why does it instill this fear in me and the others ? Why does it bring along an unexplainable feeling of discomfort hoping for the festival to end soon and quickly ?  

Why do such disturbing events happen every year ? 

Yours' truly,

**** This post is a creative take of true incidents witnessed and experienced by a close friend.****

****This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.****

Looking back at February 2015

Hello there ! Can you believe it we are in March already ? It was New Years' eve just yesterday. 

Where did the months fly off?

But that's how it feels when life keeps you busy. You don't realize the time speeding away. The same thing happens when life throws unexpected surprises at you.

February was a month of new surprises for me. And not all of them were pleasant. It made me personally appreciate the fact that no matter what, your "health" is of utmost importance. We need to care for it every single moment if we wish to spend a long life with our loved ones. Ruining our health for a bunch of people (who don't care about us) is not worth it. 

Another key learning from last month was clarity. I got to truly understand and recognize few people in my relations which helped clear my vision about them. 

Bottom line : It's better to live for those who love & care about us rather than brood over why few others are hell-bent to exhibit newer levels of detachment.

By the way, this wasn't meant to be a rant-filled post or a philosophical take on relationships. ;)

In other news, baby girl continues to amaze me with her non-stop naughtiness. She's busy learning new words every day even though they don't make sense in any language. :P

Have been burning out a lot of calories - in spite of gym workouts being temporarily replaced with dancing. 

My reading almost fell back on track when at the end of the month I again decided to go cold-turkey and pile on the targeted 2 books over to the next month. My current target for March stands at 4 books. That's a lot of reading !

The month ended on a brilliant note with yet another dance performance in New Jersey. Overall, it was a great experience.

March looks very promising - thanks to the hectic schedule lined up. Lots of dancing, running around my toddler, reading, social meetings and what not.

Pssst.... I am also contemplating on joining the A-Z April challenge next month but the mere thought of blogging everyday scares me just as easily. 

Have you blogged for the A-Z April challenge before ? 
Tell me, how was it for you ? Any tips/advice for this first-timer ? 

Yours' truly,

Essential is Beautiful

Thought I knew what I wanted,

It’s hard to hold a wandering mind.

A designer dress or a branded purse,

A quest for an expensive find.

The eternal search ended soon after,

At a high-end mall miles away.

With scores of stores leering at me,

How easy it is to not sway.

Shopping is the answer to everything,

I told myself with a huge grin.

With so much to choose & purchase,

Futile holding the purse strings so thin.

An expensive watch, yes that’s my pick today,

There’s still so much to shop the next time.

Stepping out with a light heart,

To the sound of a chime.

And then there it was,

A gentle touch on my hand.

A moment’s contact and then lost,

Like a fistful of sand.

I turned and looked around,

Her innocent eyes locked me in.

She stood beside with a coy smile,

Pointing to her tummy and chin.

Her tug on my hand snapped somewhere,

A place so deep in my heart.

I felt sick, a pounding in my head,

Eventually guilt played its part. 

Where I was, standing tall and happy,

On achieving nothing with a heavy splurge.

There she appeared with just a childish smile,

That punished me with a nasty scourge.

All she wanted was a simple meal,

To kill her never-ending fast.

While depression surged through me,

I learnt my lesson at the very last.

Unnecessary and not as essential,

The watch wasn’t my need.

Suddenly she became my priority,

I wanted to help & make it a deed.

Yours' truly,

To the "Artist"

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Hey there! Yes, you. 

We need to talk .... right now.

I could call you passionate or charismatic,

But you mean so much than that, go on - take a bow!

Through days of unrelenting hard work,

And nights of utmost dedication.

You made this journey look good in all ways,

And turned it from an interest to a vocation.

Life would have been dull,

A simple routine of ups and downs.

You transformed it with your dreams,

And made my smiles look past the frowns.

Friends mocked and made jokes on me,

But you stood strong and tall.

Looking dignified in every which way,

And ignoring their visions so small.

If what you did was easy,

This wouldn't be such a difficult feat.

You are what kept me alive.

It's all been such a treat.

Today I find happiness,

An unexplainable feeling of relief.

You were, are and will remain an "artist",

This is what keeps me away from grief.

I need no one but the pillars in my life,

Who always encouraged & never let me cave.

Call me nothing else but an artist, 

I will carry this love, this passion till the end.... till my grave.

Yours' truly,

Looking back at January 2015

I have to say a huge "Thank You" to Sanch for making me blog today. I am a regular reader of her blog so when I noticed her monthly round-up post and the linky after it, I had this sudden urge to just write and blog about the past month.

Thanks Sanch ! I owe you one. :) 

Although I have been lazy enough to put away blogging and reviving this space for quite some time, I think I have procrastinated a lot now that I am bored with it. Let's look ahead at February with a bright smile and continue to work on our goals/dreams/plans et al.

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But first, a look at the past month. 2015 started on a quiet yet powerful note. I began the year with a lot of dreams and aspirations in my mind hopeful of turning them into reality this year. And it has been good so far.

I returned to performing on stage in September last year. However, it was the dance opportunities on New Years' Eve that truly brought peace to my aching mind and filled up a large void in my heart. 

After a lot of meticulous planning, 10 days into 2015, I was able to take a small step in beginning my own dance institution here in New Jersey along with launching my website. Yes, it feels good to be working again especially doing something I have loved since I was a child. LP and the whole family have been very supportive during this phase and I feel blessed :) 

In other news, my baby girl is growing up so fast that I feel scared to blink and miss her naughtiness. She's keeping my hands full and ensuring I remain in shape thanks to the extra running around ;)

I made a conscious decision to eat and stay healthy in 2015 and thus began yet another love - "Salads". I find myself experimenting with new ingredients and recipes to make dinner time interesting. Also love the fact that LP is very much excited now that I have decided to join him by eating fresh, natural diets.

Gym workouts have been fulfilling and it keeps me energized throughout the day. :)

Reading has taken a slight backseat so I am behind my monthly goal. 

Career wise I have been contemplating a lot of things lately (even considering a Master's in Fine Arts) but they are still in flux. Hope to bring clarity and closure on these items in the coming months.

Other than that, this month was good where in I had a fair amount of catching up with friends, dine-outs and also spending quality time at home snuggled on my comfy couch with a hot cup of coffee while the blizzard raged in New York / New Jersey areas earlier last week.

Hoping January went great for all of you too ! :)

Yours' truly,

It's that time of the year again...

... when I trail off into a circle of excuses for not being much active in this space. 

Why? What did you think I was going to say - Christmas ?!?

On the onset, let me tell you how crazy this year has been. I know its the same excuse remodeled in a new fashion every single time but I can't help it, you know. :P

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If taking care of a 3-month old baby, managing a home and blogging on the side was hectic, then let me introduce you to a whole new level of BUSY. Add a 7-month vacation to India (Yes, it's still called a vacation :P), a growing infant, being in the best other city of the world (other than New York City) according to me - "Mumbai", family time, outings, and a string of Must-Do, Have-To-Do items on the list and countless other responsibilities (Phew!), it has been a roller coaster ride, I tell you...

Nevertheless, I still managed to squeeze in a couple of book reviews, a month long blogathon and some random posts in this interim.

I returned to the US in October and while things are pretty much in control with a 15-month old toddler, the "crazy times" still persist. :)

Not to worry, I have been stalking all you wonderful bloggers and the lack of being able to comment on every single post upsets me.

So I will definitely squeeze in a few more posts before the end of this year (time and baby permitting).

Tell me, how've you been ? :)

Yours' truly,