I started blogging in May 2019 and since then I have heard and read a lot about the yearly A to Z challenge. The posts that I explored were immensely informative and interesting.
A month of blogging!! How did they manage? These were my initial thoughts.
But then curiosity killed the cat. The moment this year’s challenge was announced, I registered immediately and very enthusiastically.
It was while choosing the theme, deciding how to spread it from A to Z and collecting the initial information that I realized I had bitten more than I could chew!! But then Rome was also not built in a day!!!
So here I am ready to Rock and Roll!!! Fingers crossed.
I was brought up in the picturesque town of Bhimtal (Uttarakhand). It is a place which played a very important part in my upbringing. So, throughout April I plan to take you through a journey in the Himalayas. I will be decoding some explored and unexplored aspects about the State of Uttarakhand, Abode of Gods.
Join me and let us together explore the varied facets of the lifestyle,social and mythological aspects of Uttarakhand. A journey of discovery from the epic Mahabharata to the present times.
I am also eagerly waiting to read the posts by fellow bloggers. Meet familiar as well as new people and forge bonds. Hope to have a very interesting time here!!!
Dear Papa, I am neither very eloquent with my feelings nor a prolific writer, but I can say in the simplest words that ‘I do love you’. Having lost mummy when I was seven years old, your love and warmth has always protectively enveloped me. Never once have I doubted your love. You have never been vocal and demonstrative about your feelings but you have always been the solid rock I leaned against in times of trouble. I still remember how I annoyed you about everything after Mummy’s death. How you silently suffered. I have always lashed out at you at every opportunity. I feel sorry about it now. Be it a difficult Mathematics problem, a Physics Ray diagram, a declamation competition or the doll’s broken arm –you have always been there for me. A lot of heartbreaks in life were borne with stoic silence by you. The jovial smile, the wave and the nod never needed words to be understood. I can still hear you humming ‘’Hey Jude, don’t make it bad…’ by Beatles or whistling the signature tune of the song “Ye shaam mastani, madhosh kiye jaye…” I might have been Papa’s girl, but you cleverly moulded me into a strong, considerate and self dependent girl. You never let success or loss affect me. You taught me to firmly and confidently move ahead in life in spite of all the hardships.
Together, we have felt love and joy, laughter and respect, We have borne pain and torture, felt despair and disrespect, We have been harassed and belittled, suffered sarcasm and neglect, We have seen uncountable shades of life, We have witnessed numerous sunrises and sunsets, But those dark clouds of grief did not deter us, Because it was rainbow that tempted us…. I still do not crack or crumble under pressure, I still hold my head high, stand tall and erect, A picture of serenity and strength.
Thank you Papa for making me #TheWomanThatIAm!!!!!
I miss you.
“This post is a part of ‘The Woman That I Am’ Blog Hop #TheWomanThatIAm organized by Rashi Roy and Manas Mukul #RRxMM. The Event is sponsored by Kraffitti.”
This Decade Blog Hop triggered a plethora of memories, stirred numerous emotions and touched the long forgotten realms of my life.
Come join me for a glimpse of my life down the decade.
I used to begin every New Year with some new hocus pocus. One year I decided that if I got up early on New Year morning then I would automatically wake up early throughout the year. Did I?
I also had the habit of writing numerous resolutions in my diary and then would religiously break them one by one. My making resolution vs breaking resolution graph was rather consistent for years.
So, how did I begin my previous decade?
I began it with “forgiveness” and “gratitude” and with it I deviated from my consistent record; for it remains unbroken till date.
After years of being miserable, followed by intense introspection I focused on rebuilding the broken parts of my life. I decided to let go of all the pent up anger and mend my fractured relationship with my family. My first step was to connect with a few relatives using Orkut,followed by phone calls. Though it still took me a few more years to actually meet my family(after a gap of nearly 20 years) and let go of all the negativity. It helped me to move on in life without the guilt that I did not try to mend relationships.
THE STRUGGLE ENDS WHEN GRATITUDE BEGINS….
And what a wonderful healing effect it had on my mind and body!!! I felt as if some burden had been removed from my soul. I developed a sense of gratitude even for hardships and life rewarded me enormously.
Everyone around me knows me as a strong and brave person. But believe me I was not born strong; circumstances made me so. I have traveled alone, lived alone and managed my life on my own for more than a decade now. I am sometimes asked whether I have any hatred for people around me who have not fulfilled their responsibilities towards me. My answer is a big “NO”. And do you know why? Because I always tend to focus on the ray of hope that penetrates the darkness.
Why brood over the negative aspect? Look at the positive side. Their neglect made me strong, let me dream, let me carve a life of my own. It made me what I am today. So why should I crib?
I belong to a generation which transitioned from no phone to landlines to mobile phones and social media. Due to the latter I slowly came in touch with many school friends in the past decade. But life has changed me so much that it is now getting difficult for them to understand me. I find myself at loss of words to explain to them about everything that happened in my life after I completed schooling. I am no longer what they remember me as.
SOMETIMES, HAPPY MEMORIES HURT THE MOST…
Their simple questions about my welfare trigger such painful memories that I end up replying in monosyllables. Due to this I constantly get blocked and unblocked by them. There is a painful time of nearly 22 years that I have erased from my mind but the changes it has brought in my personality are here to stay. I will try to improve this negative trait in the coming decade.
My professional life has always been full of people who have cared for me, helped me develop professionally and personally. Don’t think that I did not face hurdles or encounter negative people but I was blessed with such wonderful friends,that the hurdles and negativity fizzled in the bright light of positivity. I have friends around me believing in my potential more than I do, and this keeps me in high spirits on sad days. This decade I reignited my passion of writing, reading and public speaking. My storytelling sessions over the past decade have been widely appreciated but this activity is solely restricted to school workshops.I hope to take it up more seriously, maybe launch a channel or conduct workshops in the coming decade. Fingers crossed.
SOMETIMES MEMORIES SNEAK OUT OF MY EYES AND ROLL DOWN MY CHEEKS….
This decade I lost a friend and it was one of the triggering factors that started bringing a change in my perspective towards life. Until then like most people I believed that professional achievement was the one and only index of my success.It would be just work, work and work! I hardly read books, pursued my hobbies or socialized. I used to get annoyed when he would plan an outing for our group. I would go only if I was totally free. His death made me explore the various other aspects of my life. He has also left me with a lingering regret of not meeting him enough. Maybe I would have sensed his inner turmoil…Maybe….
In 2019, the last year of the decade two significant events happened in my life.
FIRST: After being a closet writer for years I started sharing my thoughts with the world. First through my blog which I started in May and then through various online platforms.
This wonderful Bollywood themed Blog Hop triggered the voice of my soul and musical memories flooded my mind.
The past holds soothing memories that enliven my present.
After all “ Har Ghadi Badal Rahi hai Roop Zindagi….”
My childhood memories are soaked with lilting tunes of Bollywood songs which I heard either on the radio or through my father’s enviable collection of cassettes. Radio programmes based on songs, narration of a movie’s story, cricket commentaries etc were much awaited. Cassettes were either bought or recorded. After hearing them for the umpteenth time I eventually remembered the next song that would play in a particular cassette. It was joyous to rewind and listen to my favorite song again and again.
Life was very simple then.
With the advent of television came Chitrahaar, Rangoli and the Sunday movie. Pin drop silence and concentration were mandatory.
How can I forget Ramanand Sagar’s Ramayana? As kids we were given the duty to adjust the antenna.
Sunday mornings reverberated with the sound of “Signal aaya kya ????”
“Nahi!!!!!Thoda aur ghuma antenna”.
After numerous adjustments we would happily settle for the poor reception. Patience was a virtue then. Can you imagine anyone sitting peacefully today, if they did not get what they wanted?
Families and neighbours gathered around the TV sets for these programmes. Nowadays people do not even sit together at the dining table.
Family gatherings were incomplete without a lively Antakshari session. It would eventually end in heated arguments about the lyrics. The starting letter of the song would be debated earnestly. These memories still bring a smile on my face.
Animated conversations based on a new movie, or a song and its lyrics were an interesting part of our life . If someone had watched the movie in the theatre he was equivalent to God! Each detail of the movie was discussed, dissected and savoured. It brought people of varied age groups together.
Music is after all the universal language of mankind.
No matter how accessible songs and movies have become now, I still hold on to the memories of a life where we celebrated moments.
So much has changed since then. No wonder “Zindagi ke safar mein guzar jate hai jo mukam,wo phir nahi aate.…”
How can I forget the photographs taken by my Kodak camera. One reel would take 36 photographs. Thanks to it I have numerous albums full of memories of togetherness. In fact getting the photographs developed was another source of excitement. It broke our heart if they did not come out well.
Life was simple and contentment was easy to achieve. Small things gave immense joy.
Today, as I sit warmly snuggled in a blanket on a snowy January evening in Shimla, sipping a fragrant cup of kahwa,various questions arise in my mind.
When we bought our Radio-cum-Cassette player a license was needed. I wish it was mandatory right now too, looking at the negative effects of free access to media.
Where have these joyous moments disappeared in the mad rush for unrealistic achievements?
Why have we drifted apart from each other and hidden behind the facade of social media?
Come on friends in this New Year – 2020 let us resolve to celebrate each moment of our life….
I was summoned by my doctor for some emergency discussion as I had been undergoing tests for a lump in the neck for the past few days. On reaching the doctor’s cabin I was told that my reports indicate that I may be suffering from thyroid carcinoma. It was a bombshell for me and everyone around me. I was then advised to undergo further tests.
I am eating healthy. Not that I have stopped eating out but I keep a check on what I eat.
I have resumed my habit of walking.I used to love walking but had stopped 5 years back when I fractured my foot and eventually became lazy to resume it.
I exercise or do yoga.
I am very conscious about my health and take my body symptoms seriously rather than just ignoring them.Of course I do it without being paranoid.
I pamper my body. How will I pursue my numerous goals and dreams if it stops working?
GREAT HABITS ARE FORMED DAILY..Even though the 21/90 rule can help us to achieve small victories and guide us towards a greater good. Please do not expect some magic to occur after 21 days. It totally depends on your attitude.
Do not give up when you do not score high in the exams, as
long as you are focused on your future,
Do not give up when you do not have the luxuries that your
friends have,as long as you have gratitude for your own life,
Do not give up when your dreams are crushed,as long as you
dream numerous more,
Do not give up when I deny your request,as long as you
understand and trust me,
Do not ever give up my child, for your life is like a
butterfly emerging out of the chrysalis….
When a butterfly finally comes out of the chrysalis it has
undergone complete transformation i.e. it has changed from a caterpillar into a
butterfly.It slowly stretches its wings and adapts to the new surroundings.
Upon realising the true potential of its wings and trusting itself ,it soars
high into the sky.
Your life my child is also the same. You will blossom and
shine at the right moment.
But first you have to believe in yourself.
“How can I know who I am, until I find out who I was?” Jack
In the movie Kung Fu Panda,Po,a panda was chosen to
undertake a heroic mission even though he was everything but a warrior. Po
received a Dragon scroll that was supposed to turn him into a Dragon Warrior.
On opening the scroll he found nothing but a golden, reflective surface that
was completely blank, but it reflected his face. This was the secret to his
stammered as a child and due to it had low confidence. He took speech therapy
classes and overcame his disability. Today he is a renowned Bollywood superstar.
How did both of them achieve success?
It was because they believed in the power within and never
Continue to make persistent efforts and you will eventually
win in life. You will be amazed to see what you can achieve. You have immense
and unlimited potential.
May you be blessed with wisdom, courage and confidence. May
you soar high in the sky.
Always dream and try to be better than yourself each day.
Her life turned topsy-turvy the day she was diagnosed with cancer.
She felt as if the light of hope and joy was forever extinguished.A torrent of negativity engulfed her soul.Full of hopelessness and numerous regrets she reflected on the past trials and tribulations in her life..
And then it dawned on her.She never gave up!
Gratitude filled her heart as her outlook changed.
Her soul lit up like numerous bright lanterns rising up.
She vowed, “I will fulfil my dreams, for life is a blessing.I gift myself eternal happiness and peace.I am a woman extraordinaire.I am a born winner.”