The book might inspire some but it lacks the newness in it. The start is good for all sections but I personally found it a little less interesting.
2016 just went like whoosh!! Most of the people have been saying it and there are many who say that this year was not a good one.
I was going through my Facebook news-feed and there are a lot of memes on 2016 as it is about to end. People were not quite happy with this year. Doesn’t this happen every year?
I want to be on the side where at the end of 2017 I would say this year I did new things and there were good moments that made me learn and made me happy.
Here is the plan-
I don’t want to wait for 2017 to treat me like a princess. I want to create moments that will be remembered with a smile.
I will be spending my first month of the year doing things that I will call as challenges. One challenge a day. These will be things that I have forgotten or I am scared to do or things that I should do to step out of my “everyday mum-life bubble”. I want to start this new year with fun and learning. I want to make a conscious effort in January 2017 to take a step out of my comfort zone and live those 30 days in a way that every night when I sleep I should be satisfied that I am a step ahead than I was the day before.
I want you all to join me in this journey and follow me everyday from January 1, 2017 on
It would be fun if you also take up challenges and post pictures with hashtag #MyDailyChallenges2017 . It is not necessary to do it for 30 days. You can choose to do it for a day, a week, five days or whatever you wish for 🙂 That’s the best part- you chose what you want to learn or which fear you want to overcome. You can repeat my challenges or create your own. It would be more interesting if you suggest some challenges in the comments below. Inspire more women to try something new this year. Let’s start this year with excitement and let’s connect over it.
Just take out time from your busy routine to do one thing in a day that will create memories for you 🙂
Let’s take up the challenges Ladies!! Wish You a Happy New Year 🙂
P.S- This initiative is purely mine and not connected to any organization.
People say children are the purest of souls. I guess that is why they find another pure soul so easily.
My one year old says “Hi” and “Bye” to every animal he meets on his way but studies and observes a human first, before greeting or saying “Bye”, that too when told to do so.
Understanding of a child is better than us, adults.
This incident happened today evening in front of me when I took my child to play in the kids’ park and it disheartened me.
I am using the actual dialogues in Hindi, translated in English later, so you can imagine the tone this lady was talking in.
I take my child to play every evening in a park which has many slides, swings and see-saws. He loves to run around and slide. He is still learning to maintain his balance on the swings and hold himself firmly. He pointed towards the swing and made sounds to make me understand. I took him there and was waiting for our turn. On one swing was a little girl swinging very happily and she was around the same age as my son. On the other swing was a mother holding a school bag on her shoulder, helping her daughter sit on the swing who was in her school uniform. I saw her trying again and again but the girl was not able to sit, she slipped. The girl must be around 8 years old. I went to her and offered some help. I held the swing tightly with one hand with my son in the other arm so it doesn’t move for the girl to sit comfortably. She still couldn’t sit. I understood from the little girl’s expression that the girl might not have used such a swing earlier so she couldn’t figure out how to sit on such a small surface that had no back-rest to it. Her mother said, “Sit the way you sit on a chair by folding you legs a little.” The girl tried, but still couldn’t sit. This continued for good 5-7 minutes.
Suddenly her mother started getting irritated by this and cried at her, “Ye dekh itni chhoti si bachchi baith sakti hai side wale jhule pe tujhse nai baitha ja ra?! ( Look this little girl beside you, she is sitting so comfortably and you are not able to sit on this swing!)” The little girl felt a little ashamed. She looked down and refused to sit on the swing then. I didn’t like what happened there so I asked the little girl politely to try again and said, “Aap kar loge, itna pareshan nai ho, apko ispe jhulna hai na toh baithna bhi seelkh jaoge. (You can do it, don’t stress over it, you want to swing on this so you will eventually learn to sit on it too.)” Her mother and I tried again to make her sit. Again she couldn’t sit. While helping her child the mother started getting angry on her for not being able to sit on a swing. She started blabbering words to her. The little girl by now was feeling ashamed of herself for not being able to do such a simple thing. I could also see the fear of her mother in her eyes.
I could notice the lump in her throat, also the tears that her eyes were holding back so strongly. Before she could cry I said,” Arre aise kyu chhod diya apne, sab kuch ek baar mein thode hi seekh jata hai koi, dhire dhire try karoge toh seekh jaoge, chalo hum firse try karenge.( Why did you stop trying? Nobody learns everything in one go, you will learn it slowly, it’s OK, let’s try again.)” And her mother didn’t leave another chance to make her feel worse about it. She called another girl, little younger to her daughter and told her to show how to sit. That girl who must be using that slide everyday jumped on it within a fraction of second. The lady started again, “Dekha kitna asaan hai ye, aur terese ho nai ra hai, ab tu bolna mat mujhe garden leke chalne ko, ek jhule pe toh baitha nai ja ra hai tujhse! (See how easy it is and you are not able to do it. Now don’t ask me to get you here in the garden, you cant even sit on a simple swing!)” And the tears couldn’t be held any longer. The little girl started crying. Trust me it was not a normal crying like generally children do. I know this because at few events in my life I have done the same as a child( my parents never did what this lady was doing but there were other reasons for it). I could see myself in her. I could understand that child by her tears as once I was like her- shy, no self-confidence, ashamed of making my parents feel embarrassed because of me and such low esteem stuff. I saw anger for herself in her eyes and face. I know what she was thinking. She was really cursing herself for not doing such an easy task. Her hands froze but eyes still wet and teary, she went away from her mother and kept crying loudly. I ran after her with my baby in my arms, but her mother stood there.
I was trying to calm the girl but she was not ready to come to me as well as she was shamed in front of me too and I was a stranger for her who might also be thinking her as a loser. I asked her to stop crying as it was perfectly fine to not be able to do a thing at once. I told her it’s fine if she doesn’t want to swing now, nobody will ask her to. I asked her to come to me as I wanted to hug her and tell her that she is still a very smart girl and she will learn sitting on that swing if she wanted to. She ran to her mother and the lady pulled her towards the swing. ” Ab bol tu mujhe roz yahan aane ko, garden jana hai garden jana hai karti rehti hai roz, le ayi tujhe yahan, ek jhule pe nai baith sakti tu. Ruk tu ghar chal fir batati hun. Baith na ab ispe…baith…ab kyu nai baith rahi??( Now you dare ask me to come here again. Everyday you irritate me to take you to this garden, I got you here today and you can’t even sit on this swing. Wait and watch after we reach home. Sit on it now…why don’t you sit now…huh??)” This was a shocker to me!! She actually pulled her daughter while saying all this and forcefully started throwing her on the swing to sit. I immediately stopped her. I told her this is not the way to talk to your child and this is nothing to get so angry at, she will learn it. The lady didn’t reply and pulled her daughter to come home with her and again kept mumbling sentences that couldn’t be heard but expressions told that it all continued. The lady kept walking ahead and the poor little girl kept crying loudly running after the mother.
This disturbed me so much. I don’t know what that lady would have after they reached home- would she hit her?? or not talk to her till the girl cries and begs her to talk to her?? or not serve her food?? or tell this to her father who might be worse that the mother??
Maybe I was overthinking and that incident might have ended there itself. I am not the kind of person who would judge anyone by just one act of a person so I don’t know whether that lady was already in a bad mood so reacted this way or maybe she is really what she showed there. Whatever it was I can only conclude one thing from it – IT WAS WRONG!!
First of all the lady made the girl feel ashamed by comparing her to a one year old baby girl who was swinging beside her. Like really!! You just can’t compare anyone in this world on any basis! No one even has same type and same caliber people in one home then how can one compare two different kids who live in different backgrounds!! Parents don’t have their children like them then how can a child be like another child.
If a child is not able to do something that you and others consider as “simple” doesn’t mean it is actually simple for that child. You don’t know the struggles in a child’s head who is judged by his/her own parents everyday.
If any one of you does such a thing(even if not to this extent or even once in a while without realizing) , Please stop it. I know such things are very common in many homes and parents shout at kids for every small thing and keep them scared always but think about that baby you held for the first time, its the same one you are talking to now. Kids are delicate and they need to be handled with lots of love and care.
Children are not our property but we are just there to nurture them and protect them and not control their lives to such an extent that the child feels suffocated. Realize this now, before your child loses his/her self-confidence completely.
As I sit to write this article there is one thought that is crossing my mind again and again- “Should I use this time to sleep instead?”
This is when my baby is asleep. There is a whole list of things to be done after the baby is sleeping but what should I do first??
I guess every mom goes through this dilemma.
Should I do the dishes first? (But what if the baby wakes up from the noise! But it is necessary to do them first! No I cant afford to wake him up now…let me take it up last.)
Should I clean my room? (Yes I can do that. But that can be done when he is awake as well so why waste this precious time on it.)
I had to clean my bookshelf. (It hasn’t been cleaned for few days now. Yes lets do that first! 🙂 Hmm…but think of other work too what if I am missing out on something more important!)
I have to put the clothes out for drying. ( Yes that’s what I’ll do first.)
Should I just relax today and not do anything! ( I am working all the time I need my time too)
Or should I finish the book I started 10 days back but didn’t get time to finish? (But you have the house lying as a mess how can you think of reading a book right now!……But I need my ME time..)
Just sleep and don’t do anything!! As I am becoming more cranky than my baby because of less sleep. ( I am sleep deprived dear…I should sleep even for half an hour….but sleeping for only half an hour will make my head heavy!!)
And I chose to write about my mind-fight instead of doing any of the work.
I guess I should go back to prioritizing my stuff before the little ninja wakes up.
Wish you more happy moments of a sleeping baby to all Moms 😛
Check out this interesting blog post “She looked at the picture on the wall- Mom I miss you!” by Somya Singh Pancholi.
Read Here: http://mycity4kids.com/parenting/new-identity-for-life/article/she-looked-at-the-picture-on-the-wall-mom-i-miss-you
Here I will not be talking about any Olympic Winners, Weight Lifters or some Stunt Ladies, I will be talking about YOU and ME.
There is a lot of debate on Women in general, how strong they are or what rights they deserve or they should be treated equal. These discussions and arguments will never end. A common woman who can be a housemaid, a home maker, a mother, a daughter-in-law, a mother-in-law, a working woman or a daughter, all have one thing in common- they don’t believe they are strong enough, be it physically or emotionally.
It is a fact that women are emotionally very strong. I don’t want to compare to men in any sort as this is not an article on men vs. women. I am writing this to make everyone realize that there has been this wrong “fact” hovering around since centuries that women are physically weak. After reading this article I want you all to feel proud of yourself and never ever think that you are weak in any way. It is just a psychological issue and this has been fed in our minds that we are the physically weaker sex.
A girl first starts with her periods before even entering her teen sometimes. A girl who never knew what pain was now has the worst cramps every month of the year for 3-4 days at a stretch. Cramps that don’t let her sit or walk or even sleep. The back and thigh pain that make her feel weakness all over her body. This is a truth that she lives with most of her life after that. She can’t take leaves for five days every month from school/college/office so works even in pain. Oh! don’t forget the smiling face that won’t let anyone know she is on her periods, thanks to the “taboo”. I guess still the body of a woman is considered weak. Ah! It’s the uterus playing all the game, nobody cares about that organ. So women don’t think it counts as being strong to bear that pain.
A woman conceives and she feels all sort of weird things happening in her body at the same time. She still goes to work. Headaches, nausea are just an introduction to what all happens, still the work and home has to be taken care of. Every month a new symptom to remind that you are pregnant. The whole body goes through a transition, as months pass the weight of the baby inside increases and the woman is carrying that 6-8 pounds baby inside her plus the extra weight that her body has gained to sustain the new life. If you don’t think that her body is strong then you don’t realize what “strong” means.
Then comes the last stage of pregnancy “The Labor”. Pushing out a whole new human being out of the vagina, you think that’s a joke. Even if C-section is done, it has its own problems along with it. Body of a woman manufactures a human and then pushes it out leaving the woman exhausted as hell, her vagina torn apart. That’s what a strong body can do people. Stop sympathizing with women. Girls and ladies please stop considering yourself and others of your own sex as fragile. Women you have the strength to give life to a new being.
Oh here comes the next stage of proving our power- Breastfeeding Pain. Oh it seems so perfect a mother feeding a little child. A beautiful sight to look at but a painful one for the mother. Of course she loves doing it as it makes her bond with her child. But a new born child feeds after every half an hour or one hour and the feeding may continue for one hour straight(depends upon the mood of the little one). And that, believe me, is painful. Some women even bleed after feeding, some have sore nipples, some even get cuts as a teething baby bites while feeding. The heavy breasts full of milk are painful as hell and a mother would never want to not feed the child at any given point of time. There is no end to different situations of every feeding mother. And there she is still feeding that hungry child as this is what her breasts are made for- no option but to do it. And a smiling feeding mother is sure a strong one doing her duty well along with showering her love to her baby.
The child grows up a little and the mother carries the child for hours if you total up how much time she is picking him/her up. A mother carries her child till he/she turns around 15kgs or even more. She even moves furniture while cleaning the house. She works the whole day and sleeps the last after finishing all the work for everyone in the house. She falls sick but still keeps working. I think now we need to look at women around us and see for examples in them as to how powerful they are.
I want us to drive away this false notion that females are delicate and feeble physically. They are beautiful and tough creations of Nature. We need us and our next generation to believe in the power of a human being and not solely man or woman. A very beautiful quote says ” If one sex was stronger than the other, only one would have survived” . It sums up everything about males and females being equally strong.
Please stop making girls believe that they are not equal to boys. Don’t feed such seeds that actually make her weak. There is nothing as a weak woman and a strong woman, its who you raise and how you raise as a person. We should cease to raise physically weak girls. Every girl has the power to give a punch in the face, you just need to make her believe that. We are all PowerPuff girls!! Cheers to us!!
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Each life has a story share your life story(past or present) in comments in not more than 50 words. Reblog this blog to know lots of stories around you. Some will inspire you and some will resemble yours.
Here is mine-
A simple introvert girl who once fell in love, got married to her love and now has a beautiful extension of her love. Roles changed, responsibilities increased, decided to stay at home for her baby but didn’t want to lose touch with the world. Blogging came to her rescue.
Share yours in comments… Waiting to know you more 🙂
Thank you so much to every person who has read, liked, commented or followed my blog. It is really encouraging when someone gives a feedback and appreciates my writing. I am not a professional writer, I write what comes to my mind or heart. Though I would love to do it professionally some day.
It has only been a month and I have got such a nice response. A big hug to all the fellow bloggers. This is one place where everyone motivates each other and it is hard to find such an environment to grow.
I had taken a few days break from blogging as my baby was not well but now I am back and ready again for this wonderful journey of writing and reading. Love you all for your kind words and time.
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I don’t know how many of you like to just stare at the sky and think about what all you want in life or what has passed or maybe whatever that is happening in your life. I do. I love to watch the sky full of stars(that is really rare these days because of pollution) but light dusting of clouds also does the wonder. Our mind just wanders from past to present to future, never stops. Happens with everyone, I am not an exception and neither are you. Today as I looked up I could feel my dreams flying that I may have let loose without even realizing when. There were lots of them. I smiled looking at them but a sudden thought struck and paused that smiling moment. The thought was “why are they up there and not a part of me”. My flying dreams just touched my eyes and gave me a smile on my face, just imagine the satisfaction and peace and smiles each day if they become a part of me. Since childhood I nurtured those dreams, they evolved as I grew and they grew in number as I evolved. There is a relation that I share with my “Dreams Of Life”, they were my priority as I grew up. Then why did I let them part from myself? A question that I was asking myself and simultaneously finding the answers in that same sky where my dreams are waiting to be mine. There must be millions and zillions of dreams floating in this infinite sky. Today I saw mine but maybe many people just forgot about them and those dreams are abandoned without or with realization of being fulfilled. I don’t know about others but I want to catch my dreams back and make them a part of my life again. This life full of petty works and duties to be fulfilled make us forget our very thoughts and aspirations that made us grow up into beings that we are now. But each moment is the right time to realize where we are heading to and whether we need to change our path or continue the same one. I realized that I need to change mine and make my “Life be my fulfilled Dream”. And blogging is the first step towards it. Life changes for everyone, you have to decide how much you should change with it for being at a level of happiness and joy. Its your life and nobody else but you can decide to live it the way you always dreamt of.
Catch your Dreams before they disappear into the infinite.