Let me lern from my own mistakes

 I will fall, I will cry,

 I will get up again and I won’t be shy

I may feel sad, that I did not listen to you

I do feel bad for wherever I disagreed to and wherever I suffered

But I feel happy I made those mistakes,

I feel happy I broke, and I learnt my lessons ma.

I would have never realized the power of God

I would have never realized the spiritual way to you my Lord

It gives me happiness, It gives me peace

When I feel the acceptance of my actions in me

I want to take the responsibility and accept my past

You show me way to hold on to present and head towards my future fast

Hold me and hold my thoughts my God

Take away my negatives and give me your positives my Lord

Give me the path to you, let me tread towards you

Give me the strength and patience to live with the negatives and face them to reach you.

Feeling Blue

Wrote this few days back...seems like i forgot to publish. What an irony I am posting Happoer life nd feeling blue together:-D .Well thats how it is:-P


Some days are just too heavy and some times are not so good. Today as I sit in my Gurgaon office cafetaria, gazing at the dark clouds which have covered the blue sky, making the weather nice and chill, I feel why some times are like these. Just happens that things do not seem to go in right direction.And when its bad news it's just raining bad news. Then again I think, maybe that is the way of thinking,may be I got to know few things pretty soon by God's grace so that I do not keep calm in life, but make an extra effort to overcome it well on time. Two days back only I read someone's post on facebook- Believe in God like a child believes in you and gives a hearty laugh when you throw him in the air and catch him in your arms. So, I am believing in God and thinking that times will pass, the dark clouds will go away, the night will end ,a fresh morning will start and God will just catch me in it's arms. Oh come on, I am just feeling low today. It's a Friday and I need to cheer up, some good reason to be happy today:-), though Pihu as a reason is always there.

Happier Life!

Wow...been ages that I got this time to write. Life has taken many twists and turns in these years, but long story cut short, I am a mom of 1.5 years old, world's most beautiful and sweet daughter.
Yes...you know now where have I been for last 2.5 years(in case you are wondering that 1.5 years tau samajh aata hai but +1 kyon?.....come onnnn... 9 months of pregnancy as well).

Anyways not to give any excuses, things are much more settled than they used to be. However, I have still not come over the biiiigggg change( i was going to write shock, but that doesn't explain things well and you would have taken me in a wrong way) in my life. Pihu(my daughter) has brought so many things with her. Especially after having her I realized what I really wanted from life, not only personally but professionally as well. I am a much more focused human being than I ever used to be. I have a zeal to progress in life which I had lost long back.
I know now that I do not control anyone's life, but mine. I know now not to keep expectations from anyone but myself. I know now that God is always looking at me, understanding my needs, having a larger picture of my complete life, and will push things in my life which fit best in the larger picture, not just that's visible to anyone's eye as of today. I just hope that I keep the spirit alive and move ahead in positive manner and direction. Life has given a lot to all of us, its just a matter of realizing the facts.

MERRIER CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPIER NEW YEAR

So finally Christmas is here. The spirit is in the air.
Fancy dresses, Santas on the malls and roads. Cookies and sweets being distributed to kids. But, just take a look back. Is this exactly the way you wanted to spend your year?
Celebrating christmas is not all about changing your facebook status with cliched christmas wishes. Its all about forgetting the past and moving into a better future. That is why it is supposed to be a 'HAPPIER' new year.
Take a look back into the past year. Look at your faults, your negativities, your spite, your weakness, your unrest, your language,your sticking out middle finger to the person driving car infront of you, your using F word in each sentence you spoke, your inabilities, your helplessness......and think, despite all this how much charity did you do, how much positive were you, how many people did you make smile, how many times did you willingly ignore your past and future and lived in the present, how many times did you enjoy ur present without any insecurities,how kind were you, how many people did you help, how many books did you read, how much exercise did you do, how much did you meditate, how much did you understand life.

Take your lessons, live life, make it a truly HAPPIER new year.

Wish you all a MERRIER CHRISTMAS and A HAPPIER NEW YEAR.

P.S. I was about to include....how much ounces did you loose........but it didnt go with the flow:-P

Gone are those days.....

Transitioning from a child to a married lady has been such a journey, not only in terms of maturity but seeing the attitude
of people around me change drastically. To describe a standard day of my life when I was in my 10th class, all set to give the board exams,
my day would start with me getting up at 6 am in the morning, studying all the time. In between , when i felt hungry, I would just give out a call to my mom,
'Mummy bhookh lagi hai'.
That was it, just saying this would raise a chef in my mom who would start cooking some delicious dishes for me, which were
thoroughly fried(yumm...I still remember the smell) and present to me the world's tastiest dish ever(no competition to mom's cooking).
Well, if you see the emotion, it was so sweet of her to do that, so that I am pleased enough to keep studying and not say that Mom I am tired , or I don't feel like studying.
She would try her best by cooking all these dishes to make me keep studying happily.

Now to look at the other side of story, leaving apart Mom's emotion, WHO THE HELL CAN STUDY AFTER EATING SUCH fried bread pakoras, or chips,
or hot dogs(filled with fried veggies), or bread dipped in sugar sauce, oh God!!!! Well all this used to result in 'Mummy mujhe thodi der mein utha dena, bahut neend aa rahi hai'.
It's not only my story but story of each of us Indians , because as they say .....'All Mom's are the same'.
Well the funny part is that by the end of my final exams, I used to be almost the size of hippo, thanks to all the food my Mom made for me during my exams.
The next two months of break before the classes start for higher level, I would be working hard to reduce my weight to a human level, and the viscious circle continued endlesly, year after year.
To top it all, whatever it may be, my Mom always found me looking weak!!!!!!!!!!:-O :-O

However....times have changed now. Not only me but all mom's are very much aware of the consequences of these fried foods nowadays.So now, instead of asking me to eat bread pakoras, my mom asks me to eat lots of fruits n veggies....not to forget the yoga by baba ramdev ji:-P.............Kindly refer to the blog below for further details:-P

Mota ya Patla

'Yaar mein pehle se moti ho gayi hun?'. People who know me would often find me asking this question.
Why only me, most of my friends/brothers and sisters are pretty conscious about their weight nowadays.I guess thats the trend now, thats the 'in' look.If we see the movies in 60's 70's, the 'in' look was definately a curvascious body, which primarily meant too much of butt size. I remember one of my friend telling me that the heroines like Leena Chandrawarkar used to put artificial butts inside, though I am not sure how much true was that, n sounds a bit weird:-P.Well, the times have changed, heroines have gone thinner and heros are looking more fit nowadays. But the point here lies that it has made the life of normal people like us full of suffering and sacrifices.Suffering because now the benchmark of 'motapa' has descreased to as low as my husband calling even Katrina Kaif plump(dontt telll meee!!!!! *shock- I totally find her skinny, save me God!!!!), and sacrifices because we usually have to think one million times before eating a single cube of chocolate.

However, that is the story most of us have, especially in 20's and 30's. I guess after that it stops affecting you anymore and we often see, heavy bodies moving around in the age group of 40's. Also to top it all, everytime you call your mom/dad/nana/nani/dada/dadi, to ask how they are doing, the only thing they say is , 'thik hun', followed by 'baba ramdev ji ne bacha rakha hai' followed by 'why don't you also start doing yoga in the morning', then a bit more pestering,'it will take just 15 minutes' and a bit more .......'do anulom vilom' and the saga just continues. I do agree that our lifestyle is has changed a lot, sitting all the time in IT jobs. But does that mean that everytime I eat a chocolate brownie with ice cream and hot hot chocolate suace on top of it.....yumm, i need to have that guilty feeling and kill my craving for the same? Does that mean that everytime I see a girl , I start comparing how thin or fat I am relative to her? Well God only knows. As I keep discussing with my brother( who totally seconds my point of view by the way), God has definately done partiality with people who are thin and eat 100 times more chocolate and still donot gain any weight.

Talking of chocolate brownie with ice cream, my craving has woken up again and I am off to Barista. Hope I donot get guily this time, afterall I have just written the blog.......God are you listening.................

My Best Friend...

I have always felt like writing this. Somehow the last time I started, that's like two years back , I ended up in a system crash resulting in the whole blog getting deleted, before I could actually post it.
Now that I start again , I am keeping my fingers crossed for any such mishap.

Mishappening......should I use this word or the curse of luck?Well whatever it is , it does leave out a huge void in everyone's life.The same happened to me a few years back.
Lets go back a few years, to the day I entered the college. Totally terrified, as I had always been under the protective cover of my parents,I entered the hostel in Amritsar. It was such a terrifying feeling- smallest room in the whole world, and guess what, three people in that room. Basically, to explain, if one person is standing in the room, noone else can actually stand or do anything.While I was still in this shock , I was introduced to my roommate-Bela. Well the first impression was nothing, since i was not in a state of mind to make first impression about anyone. The first impression of my going to be room for next one year atleast was more than enough for me.

Well instead of deviating from the topic, lets get back to the main thing. So I meet my roommate Bela, whom apart from the day I met, I found to be a very very sweet girl. Coming out from Chandigarh , from a middle class family,only girls school, and no exposure to outside world, I was a very simple girl. On the contrary, Bela, coming out of Delhi, co-education schooling and having a lot of exposure of countries outside India was a very outspoken, clear in thoughts girl. Instant liking developed between us , being poles apart , as they say opposite poles attract, resulting in us becoming the best friends. The whole college was so fond of her, everyone totally loved talking to this vibrant, beautiful, down to earth girl. As expected guys too developed a special soft corner for her. Though the fact was that none apart from her talked to the guys openly like buddies. The four years of college went sooo beautifully being with her, learning what happens in world outside, how to handle situations, how to react to unexpected circumstances, how to be clear hearted, how to be a complete masti maar..... and I can totally go on. She taught me to live life king size. Just live the way you want to be , thinking nothing about what other person thinks, just do what you feel is right and best and makes you happy, because it finally results in other people in being happy.

Today if I stand confident , facing the challenges of life, she has a huge hand in it.
I remember, once she came with me to my hometown to spend a few days with my family. Instant liking for her developed among my parents for her, following which they would keep on talking about her to all my relatives. Thats the connection she developed with everyone.
Some fights , some masti, some grudges, some misunderstandings, some compromises, resulted in such a strong bond which I donot think I would have developed with anyone after that. Any damn problem in the world , I always I knew I could discuss with her, and however busy she is, she ll always listen to me.

As life moves after college, we all started working in different companies, earning a living for us. However the good thing that happened was that we all were in Delhi now. We used to meet up regularly, the whole group of friends and now since we were earning , things were even better. Totally in love with life , the life was just perfect for us, unless one day I got a call from a friend of Bela, from her office. The worst call I have ever got....the most dreaded call .... telling me that she was gone.....gone forever.
I donot know what God had in store for her , but the day she was cremated I realized the impact she had left on everyone's life. Almost half the batch was there, she was a constant support for all her friends and there was an endless list of her friends. Even the guys cried their heart out that day. We had lost her forever....

Sometimes I do wish she was here, so that I could discuss my heart out with her, hug her, have our innocent, sometimes matured talks.Though I can discuss things openly with my husband, but, as they say , their still are few things which you can only share with your best girl friend.Its a huge void that has been created and that cannot be filled up. I do need her in my life. My best friend , even today.......