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Put me out of my misery love!

have you ever been in love? that mad..crazy..n giving goosebumps kind of love?? Where your heart and soul quench at the site of ur “one”..n all u can do is just to run towards ur “goal”??

Have you ever been in love where you can find urself in tunnel n its not “that hand” waiting for u at the end of it? And all u cn do is to pray for “that hand”? n yet u find urself alone thr….only to have a hope of faith in tht eternal waiting!! Waiting n waiting for tht person s presence!!

D following one..s for each of that heart who find themselves in that waiting…..

“” put me out of my misery lov…””

Give me my share of your lov or
Let me go.. to find my share of lov..

Can u give me back that feeling of falling in love again?can u give me back tht musical silence of love that used to play in our heart?

Make me feel how much u love me!!yes!!make me feel that!! or
Release my soul to find my home again.

Put me out of my misery lov…

I want to touch the storeroom of ur heart.will u b able to open that door again?

Let us build our life together…or push me out of that room and shut the door tighter..

Bt just put me out of my misery lov..

I want u to build me back my fairy dreams again…or ..just say NO! N push me to find my dreams again. Bt dn let me be in this abyss.

So put me out of my misery again!!

Dn blame me for being insatiable..blame me for being in love wd u..blame me for not knowing how to unlove you.

Every moment passes in waiting of u…if you can not lov me..then put me out of my misery lov!! “”

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A mom’s demand!

I was overwhelmed by my emotions! Tired due to lack of sleep since the lill one has arrived!worried as it was a premature delivery!!!

I picked up my 4days old baby in my arms n smile shined on my face! I felt utterly blessed seeing his beautiful face! “I could watch him in sleep for hours” i thought.

” You haven’t had proper food when you r pregnant or what? Why s he so tiny?When vidhaan was born,he was all.covered in ghee”! A neighbour auntyji popped up to see my lill one for d first time..breaking my chain of thoughts!

I felt angry! It has been less than 4 days since this little soul has arrived in this world,n he s already been put into a race of perfection!!

A sense of failure washed through me!for a while,i blamed myself for not delivering our ideal indian weight 3.5 kg baby!( Pun intended!🙈😅)

A protective mode of a mother had switched on in me.all i wanted was to make my baby comfortable in his own body!! All i wanted was to make that auntyji understand that this moment,s definately not to bask in the so called “self proclaimed achivement”!

“beta..make him wear some fluffy clothes. So that he doesnt look underweight.Some relatives are coming to see him.”😔😔😔

“are you formula feeding ur child?you arent getting enough milk? Humare yaha to we give methi ke laddu to my daughter,n that serves the purpose!”🥴🥴🥴

“Apply kesar n haldi to his skin daily. Chutki bajate hi gora ho jaaega dekhna!”🧐🧐🧐

Alll of us,who are moms,must have faced these snarky so called “advices” frm our surroundings!

N the cliche is ,95 percent “advices” are coming from our respected aunties,mother in laws or any elderly or any same aged WOMAN only!! Isnt it????

N the worst part is….they also have the same story to tell you that how hurtful it felt when as a mother you and your baby has been put into the “court of judgement” by their surroundings of WOMAN FRATERNITY!!!

Why?? Why?? Why??

Why do we women conciously/subconciously shame onto one another for their choices?

Some are shamed for working after a baby

Some are shamed for staying at home after a baby!

Some are shamed for their food choices for their baby

We are shamed for choosing day care for our child.

We are shamed for even gaining weight!🙄🙄🙄

Some are even shamed for choosing diapers!! 😅Can u believe this??

Fortunately,we live in an era, where our men r extremely supportive to us.they want us to have an equal chances of growing up n are always available for their daddy duties. Then why do we women,not able to understand the pain it feels to b judged?

Why do we women fail to understand that you don’t need to prove that your motherhood choices are right,by judging someone else for their choices!

Why cant we celebrate one woman’s success without questioning our own??

Lets all rise up together and stop this vicious cycle of judging other moms for their right to choice. Lets all women stand up together and support one another in every phase of lives.bcause,afterall,we..women are the center of this brahmand! We are the “shakti”! And we have the “power” to make this world a better place!!

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That first strand of grey hair..

An odd sense of pleasure course through my mind resulting in a “molar to molar smile” as we,dentists call it. My eyes shined and my cheeks flushed as i saw my reflection in the full sized mirror!🥰

” What happened? Why r u smiling?” My darling husband asked me suspiciously.🧐

It was a routine chaotic monday morning filled with the hurry to get out of the home along with the little shivaan s morning routine.

We hardly get time to even look at ourselves in the morning as me n my husband has to reach to our dental clinics by 10. Before that i have to cook meal,get li”ll shivaan ready for his school,have breakfast. We have never been an early morning riser and i admit, tht has added our mornings even more busier!!And in this crazy routine..when my husband saw that bright smile on my face,he couldnt understand the reason behind it.

He stood behind me and looked at me in the mirror. Asked me again flirtatiously “what made my beautiful wife smiled liberally in this busy busy morning”? N hugged me from back.

I pointed to my head. N said” look at my beauty”!

He looked at me with confusion.

I smiled wide” look at this…i have got my very first greys”!!! I am at the age where i can sense the freedom from my own emotional turbulances.
I am at the age where i can understands my mistakes and find my success inbtwn them.

These……are the strands of my wisdom and my growth in every aspects.

“Rnt you upset?rnt you sad that ds youth s slipping away? Dont u wnt to hold that tightly?” He asked being surprised!

” That is because we associate grey hair with aging,with loss of beauty which everyone of us dreads!but it doesnt have to b disturbing at all. Its a sign of maturity and its a privilage of getting old u know

“It is our mindset that we symbolises greys with loss of youth and not the lessons we have learnt in all the years!the endless possibilities that are yet to open. And because of that..we want them to hide.go away somewhere where no one can identify that we r getting old.

But what if we embrace this as a part of our growing existence and accept the reality. Our own acceptance of our aging s important rather than the society. And we will b happier if we accept our “shining beauty”! N if we will b happier…we will feel beautiful…we ll become the beauty!! After all thts d reason to hide greys.isnt it??

My greys are my story!!

Lets change our perspectives towards this very important aspect of life together! Lets SHAPE PERSPECTIVE😊😊

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THE NEW AGE ENTREPRENEUR

“she remembered who she was,And the game changed!”—-lalah deliah

She spent her whole life in taking care of me and my younger siblings,our lovely home and our family! When we went to school and pappa went to office..MY MOTHER used to spent hours in trying new recipes.

I clearly remembered that we used to be so excited to come back to home to newly invented dishes for dinner.Our family friends especially used to make planns to eat her PAV BHAJI and MASALA KHICHDI. Her JAGGERY LAADVA was her niche.her paper thin FULKA ROTIS were absolutely hit in our whole family.

Her fondness to create new test in CHINESE FOOD every time,had always made my house full with my friends. They often used to call me and ask me”aaje aunty e shu banavyu che?ame aavie che. What s for dinner at ur home?we r cmin”!

There used to b almost 25-30 people were gathering at my home at a time for almost thrice a week just to test her CHHOLE PURI and DUM BIRYANI. In every winter,there used to b a “LEELVA KACHORI FESTIVAL” in our backyard.

That excitement used to reflect on her glowing face when she used to inhale the aroma of frying masalas in the pan while making RAJMA CHAWAL! and tht happiness has always been her “secret ingredient”!!

As life took its own course, she became free from all the responsibilities! Soon her all children flew out of her “nest” and its then..she started feeling loneliness.

vacantness started engulfing her more now that there are no “demands” to cook a new dish every day!! Empty house seems emptier even more now that there are just 2 people in the house. She and pappa had lost their desire to cook and eat for some days.

Thats when she told us one day” mare kaik karvu che!i want to do smthng for myself now”!

As we all were alware of her excellent cooking skills and her passion to turn it into something tremendous we all suggested her to start her own cooking services.

That when her own MAYURI THAKER’S KITCHEN SERVICES has started! And she found a new hope..and a new dream to look forward to! As word gets out, she soon started receiving orders for parties and home gathering!

She gets up everyday in “brahm mahurat” at around 4 am n starts cooking.She single handedly cooks almost 60-70 rotis at a time everyday.

She makes sure that her customers gets the element of surprise by adding the little twist in routinely made sabjis.Her fragrance of “tadka” has become the new talk of our society!

Her curiosity to cook diffrent cuisine has been increased now more than ever.every day she serves food for 25/30 people like a one man army!

N now almost year and a half of opening of MAYURI THAKER’S KITCHEN SERVICES ,m seeing a whole new version of her!25years younger varient of my mom!!m amazed to see her working for almost 14 hours a day!!

To make her customers something new everyday,has given her a force to walk ahead in her life. She seems to have filled her life’s void with her passion!

N thanks to all the wonderful people out there,who has supported this “NEW AGE ENTREPRENEUR”! she has once more found her strength!!

She has become the best version of herself and has inspired us and many in her journey!she has convinced people like us that not even your age can define you!

You can live your passion at any age!!

My MOM..MY INSPIRATION!!

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The beginning..

“What are you good at?” he asked.

“Going after what I believe in.” she said timidly!

That was the only possible reply she could think of. Afterall she had spent her life in pursuit of what she believed in!!right?? The only problem was that she believed in something different every day!!

“Let your inner peace be the guiding torch in finding the purpose of your life!” He said. Understanding her timid confidence in her own self worth.he looked at her with assurity in his eyes.

he knew his words are making her more confused every passing second. He stayed indifferent to that.he wanted to pass his wisdom onto this young,naive girl who is clearly gifted by universe itself but in need of a guidance.

“Make a stop at a place where your heart connects and you feel that peace..and that “click”!”he said with his eyes fixed onto horizons.

“Breath in every ounce of that moment…dedicate yourself in that moment…immerse yourself in that place where your heart has found that connection and bask in the glory of that “new you”!!” A faint smile lingering on his lips.

“N move onto the next phase of journey of your life!” He continued. “Walk on that path of finding that “click”of your heart again…and keep doing the addition of newer versions of yourself in you!!”his honey melted voice filled her whole existence. He seemed to be clearly connected to the universe itself.she thought.

But her heart is filled with doubts now more than ever. She looked at him with questions filled in her eyes. Bt she waited patiently for him to finish.

“Do not get dishearten or restless if you dont feel that stop. Just wait till you r able to see in the faint and dull light of your inner torch and start walking again…till you feel that peace in the blinding light of your clearity!!” His voice echoed in that garden.

“but what if i am never able to find tht connection ever?she talked to herself but clearly lacking courage to ask him.

But assurity was radiating from him.n that soothed her somehow,convincing her to atlist try to walk on the said path for a while.n she decided to leave from there untill next time..!!

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Shape perspective

SCENE 1:             ” beta..you shouldnt touch anything and sit in that corner please!! Why wouldnt you listen to me????”my frustrated angry mom s voice echoed in my 10 year old ears. N blood started boiling in my vains. I was soo enraged that my own mom is asking me not […]

Shape perspective
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Shape perspective

 SCENE 1:            

” beta..you shouldnt touch anything and sit in that corner please!! Why wouldnt you listen to me????”my frustrated angry mom s voice echoed in my 10 year old ears. N blood started boiling in my vains. I was soo enraged that my own mom is asking me not to hug her just because i am menstruating!!! For a 10year young girl,bleeding from her privates is anyways confusing! I ran from there and in a rebellious child mode,i touched eveything that came in my way!!! You know..i didn know any other way to show my disagreement amd the hurt i felt!! 

SCENE 2:
” Beta..please dont come in the kitchen till you are stopped bleeding and wash your hair when your periods are stopped and yeah..also make sure that u sit amd sleep on that mattress only!!!! Also dont go near “kanhaji”!  If you touch anything,uhave to wash it throughly!!! ” my sasuma said.

I hear d sound of familiar blood boiling in my vains! I felt like i was some kind of a dirtbag.   I could hear my heart is beating against ribcage out of anger. I could feel the pinch of that familiar hurt for thousandth time!!  I made an excuse politely and went away just to hide my stigma! 

Isnt ds a story of every indian woman s life?? 

As a child i ws lucky enough that my mother understood the social stigma associated with this and gave me a complete freedom to accept my menstruation which ultimately helped me to accept my womanhood!  Although My mother in law did struggled with the idea of breaking the so called rituals..but at the end she still accepted my “free period”!

In our country,so many misbeliefs are forced onto the woman in the name of a ritual without understanding the spiritual reason behind it. And that adds the emotional struggle in a woman s life!isnt it? We follow what our mothers have taught us…and our mothers had done what their mothers have taught them! Isnt it already enough now???

 What if we, as a 21st century woman,actually understands the reason behind these and free our daughters from the stigma of menstruation! What if we mothers,create the environment where our daughters can easily talk with the male member of their family about their menstrual pain and struggle? 

What if we make our home environment supportive where everyone can understand how much emotionaly overwhelmed a woman is when we are menstruating and hence,depression amd aggression that comes with “those days”…can b easily faught!! 

I think its high time to shape our perspective and celebrate the menstruation days rather than making it a taboo to talk about.

lets accept our womanhood and turn ” those days” simply into just menstruation days..loud and clear!!