This one is for Mom

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This one is for you Mom…

Mummy, I can’t even count the number of times I call you. Your name may be Mrs. Savita Manoj Brijpuria to the world but to me you are my mother. The one who brought me to this world and the one who taught me to deal with this world.

You are the best teacher to me and I have learnt so much from you.

You taught me to be good to the ones who are good to you and be ten times as good to the world who are bad to you as it ensures that they are left with no option but to agree with you.

You taught me to walk the world learning their customs but to never forget my personal values.

I loved the way you fought for me. I appreciate how you attended my school functions to make me smile whether I participated or not. I adored you for loving me even when I failed. I appreciate your belief that I would learn the information I needed to know when the time was right, through school, college or life, and if I never learnt then probably there was no need for me to learn and I could survive without knowing it.

Mom you actually made me achieve so much, with your strength and belief.

I hated Math and still do but your challenge to my Math teacher helped me to actually become a Math Honours so that with pride you could flaunt about it.

I probably am the most fickle minded child of yours but to every rejection or new decision you had a logical reason to give to papa, as he fumed.

I have live my life the way I want because you believed I could so I believed that I could.

You may have not been like other moms. You may have cried when I fell down but you also taught me to be thankful that I could stand back up.

You never wore make up but you never stopped me from trying it on me. You believe in being yourself and that is what I love about you. You have always been the strength of our family and would always be.

I love you for being who you are. You are different and I love you for that. You hated to cook still I never remember a day or a meal you skipped because you did not feel like cooking. The way you supported Papa through all the highs and lows makes me respect you more as a person. From taking charge of his work to us at home, every responsibility that you handle is so perfect with all your lovely imperfections. You learnt driving after your heart attack and everyone looked at your courage with amazement.

I still remember when I was asked who is my role model I could only say ‘My Mother’ not just because you are my mum but because you are a strongest person I know. I want to be like you. I want to have the strength you have.

Mom may you live your dream…I would love to see you doing all you want to in life.

Thank you mom for teaching us to be individuals. Thank you for your little gestures that make me feel so special, so connected to you. I sometimes doubt if I could be such a complete mother to my own kids.

Love you always

 

Wish kar ke dekho

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Life is a series of incidents. Some surprise you while some are predictable. Many times these incidents

leave you amazed at the power of the universe.

Rashi, a young married woman moved to a new city with her husband Rakesh, a loving man who would

do anything for his family and her small daughter, who was too young to go to school. Moving to a new

city meant adapting to new routines and she was slowly getting used it but she missed her family and

friends and her old life. She missed working. She has lovely memories of her students and school. She

loved her life and her family but life wasn’t as satisfying.

She had spoken to her parents and siblings to elevate the homesickness but she couldn’t talk to them

about this feeling. She didn’t want to seem ungratefully for her many blessings. She just wished that she

had friends close by, even a single friend to spend time with and who would understand her feelings.

This longing grew as Holi approached. Celebrating the festival with just her husband and daughter would

be great but it wouldn’t have the same Masti just the years before when they were surrounded with

friends and family.

Thankfully the universe was hard at work and one day while whiling away her time on social media sites,

she noticed a friend had moved to the same city.

Raman was a childhood friend and neighbor with whom she grew up. They had lost touch due to family

fights. She contacted him through the site and invited him over for Holi fun and lunch. Thankfully, he too

was looking for a familiar face amongst the sea of strangers and agreed to let bygones be bygones and

accepted her invitation.

Holi in a foreign land became a happy time. Raman and Rakesh got along very well and she was happy to

have a friend.

Raman was also overjoyed to have friends in this new place. His status said felt at home with Rashi

Rakesh……I couldn’t have asked for more.

Rashi’s desire for a friend may have been stronger than Ramans but they both enjoyed having a friend to

share and cherish.

Life is bountiful and the universe giving. It waits to create a series of incidents to give your deepest

desires. So, look inside and decide what you really want. I am sure it will you will achieve it.

Have a Happy Holi guys!

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A new year, A new beginning

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A new year has arrived and it brings with it new hope. Hope because it is a chance to fulfill the dreams and tasks that remained unaccomplished as a whole calendar year slipped by.

As I change the calendar on the wall, I do not have any grand plans to drive a brand new car but I resolve to do something new, something fresh that will impact the next twelve months.

The main goal for the new year is to appreciate life. We often forget that time is fleeting and every second and every minute wasted is life.

A new book is also on cards. A new story, new characters and a journey full of laughter.

On my 34th New Year, I wish to thank the almighty for all the happiness he bestowed on me. For all the joy, the laughter and the people he has brought into my life.

Goodbye 2014, you were a wonderful year. I look forward to an eventful year, a year full of new experiences and a year full of joy. I hope to bring happiness in as many lives as possible. After all, in one lifetime I will get to experience 2015 once.

Wish you all a very very happy new year. May all your wishes come true!

God Bless.

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Santa Time

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As a child, Christmas used to mean a ten day break from school, a time to welcome in the New Year and an opportunity to prepare for the second terminal exams. It also meant the arrival of a special guest ‘Santa’ who brought us many wonderful gifts.

Times have changed since I was a child. This time of year may not be as enchanting as it was but it is still magical. Santa is no longer that mythical traveler from the North Pole who brings us gifts. It is our near and dear ones who make our lives wonderful during this time of year.

Despite of these changes in perception many of my childhood traditions still continue.

I still spend time with the important people in my live – my parents, my brothers, my sisters and my friends.

I still create a wish list, though the types of gifts I ask for has changed. As a child, I asked for toys, dresses, colorful pencils and sweets. As a teenager, I asked for expensive clothes and accessories and even a two wheeler. As an adult, I ask for good jobs, salary hikes, promotions, cars etc. But most of all, throughout the years, I have asked for happiness and good health for my real life Santa’ my parents, my teachers and my friends.

This Christmas I would like to take the opportunity to thank each and every one in my life. The time that I have spent with you cannot be replaced by any expensive gift in the world. I hope we continue to celebrated life together for many more years.

Stay Happy, Enjoy the celebrations and Good health and happiness for all.

Winds of Change

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They never inform you before coming, but arrive when you need them the most,
They keep you waiting till you wish for them with all your heart,
They come when all your tricks are played and have no capacity left for mischief,
They make sure that you are in pure state of body and mind.

Many fear change but change can be good, it makes you feel alive.

I came to this realization when I was in college. Throughout my childhood, we had shifted from home to home every two years. This change brought excitement, new surroundings to explore and new experiences to enjoy. When I was in college, we had lived in the same home for four years without shifting and it was puzzling, I was, we were craving the excitement of our next move.

I went to mother to find out ‘when’ we would shift again. She laughed and told me, ‘When you finally find a place you love, you settle in forever. No one has had any complaints about our home and instead of moving, we will be buying the house.’

I was stunned and disappointed. No more shifting meant no more adventures. The winds of change would be gone forever.

My mum could see the disappointed and she said to me, ‘Just because we have stopped shifting the adventure is not over. Now that you kids have grown up, it is time that instead of making you a part of our adventures we give you a chance to have your own adventures. You will have peace till complete your education. Once you are done, the world will be waiting for you with open arms. The winds of change take you on an adventure and the values that we have imbibed in you will help you change directions, challenge and guide you to do what’s right.’

She was inspiring and even today, when I stand at the rift that the winds of change has brought I remember what she said to me. It helps me decide right and more right.

Bachpan ke din bhi kya din the…..!!

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Our childhood days are unforgettable – the school days, the holidays, the fights with friends and the masti. They are days I will always treasure.

Growing up as one of four, friends were not really required. We four siblings – Raja, Mantri, Chor, Sipaahi, were a group of our own. This was handy especially as we moved to new homes in better neighborhoods every two or three years. Our parents wanted to provide us with the best, homes and schools. 🙂

My childhood is full of great memories that bring warm smiles of remembrance but there are a few memories that bring back terror. I remember when my youngest brother was just a little baby, not even a year old. We were living in the little house surrounded by trees on three sides and a lake on one side. We decided to take our life size doll and go on a trek. We took his water bottle, milk bottle, biscuits and toys. We just didn’t tell mom as we were sure she wouldn’t let him come on our adventure. Why should he miss out on all the fun?

We had a great day, we played and explored. We discovered interesting rocks like archeologists. After a long and exciting day, we headed home. We reached our gates, said goodbye to our friends, only to realize that we have forgotten our brother.

We raced back, terrified. What if he crawled away? What if any animal attacked him? What if someone stole him? We reached the mountain rock where we had left him but he wasn’t there. We were terrified. We slowly looked around. Thankfully, we found him happily playing with his toys just before the rock. We were so relieved and we promised ourselves we would bring him along anymore.

The next time, we headed out on an adventure, despite the terror of that day, we brought him along as he was one of us and the day wouldn’t be complete without him. We were much more careful, reminding each other of his presence.

What a day!

Source of motivation and how it changed my life

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We are born with a purpose, a purpose beyond our duties as children to our parents, siblings to siblings and friends to friends. We need to use the talents God has given us to fulfil our purpose as human beings, towards human kind. To fulfil our purpose, we need to look for our source of motivation. I found mine within my own family.
As a child, I drew my motivation and inspiration from my father, who generously spent thousands of rupees educating the children of his site workers. I initially thought he was wasting his money but my mother explained that he wanted to bring joy to their lives like we had in ours. And it did! It brought smiles to the faces of both the children and parents.
They taught me that we as human being must be generous to those less fortunate.
As an adult, when I bought my first house, I threw a party for my closest family and friends. My father did not come, he told me to enjoy myself. I was a bit disappointed until my mother explained that he was very happy for me, but he wanted to give thanks for these gifts to him and his daughter.
They taught me that we as human being should be grateful.
As an adult, when I struggled my siblings would prop me up with motivational quotes and long conversations until I felt better. I remember one quote vividly, ‘There is always a dark night before the beautiful dawn, don’t forget even the negatives are black before they churn out a beautiful photograph.’ They through their words of motivation and continuous support have made me who I am today!
They taught me that we as human should be supportive.

Happy Diwali

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A dark night is celebrated as the brightest, most auspicious night of the year, what more can prove the positive attitude of humankind.

Diwali is not just a day when the share market is at its maximum or brands have the opportunity to complete half of their annual target, but also a time for families.

Diwali is holidays,

Diwali is Laxmi Puja,

Diwali is a time for bonding.

Diwali is excitement.

When I was a child, I could fill at least two pages for an essay describing the joys of Diwali. I would start my day making rangoli and eating sweets while the evening was spent with family and friends, sitting for a Puja for wealth and happiness for my near and dear ones, and lighting fireworks.

Today, Diwali still holds the same excitement. Decorating my home is still my favorite activity but the joy of fireworks has been replaced by the joy of time with my family. Instead of lighting fireworks, we spend time discussing noise pollution and the message of Diwali. We relive the joys of childhood watching the next generation, run around, faces lit up with excitement as the fireworks are lit up.

Diwali is not just a private family affair but also a day with a strong message – a message of hope where light defeats dark, knowledge conquers ignorance. Come let us heed the message of hope on this darkest night and work to become more human, human beings; and may our good deeds shoot up even higher than the share market.

Wishing all of you a very Happy Diwali!