William Shakespeare once said “The Eyes are the window to your soul”.And boy was he correct. The images of a 5 year old Syrian boy,Omran Daqneesh who was lifted right out of a rubble in war torn Allepo staring dead pan into the camera has gone viral all over.The fact that he is so dazed and unnerved that he isn’t able to shed a single tear rips apart the mother in me.Images such as these have haunted and plagued me for days. Being a mother to a 4 year old, news like this strike a deep rooted chord in me and set me thinking. The Aylan Kurdi portrayal was ghastly enough. And now this. Children are the epitome of innocence and untouched by adult malice and vice. Hence the sheer vision of children being scavenged by the political crisis is the strongest symbolism ever.This has to stop everyone says. But how ? What will stop this massacre? This is a collective failure of the world’s political parties and agenda which is being taken out hideously on civilians.We have to do something and real fast.

25 Till I die

Finally have crossed the silver threshold of my life....Turned 25 this month..
25 years since I was heralded into this planet...
25 years of learning,unlearning and re-learning how to live..
25 years of spinning dreams,aims,ambitions into one deadly heady cocktail to be drunk bottoms up..
25 years of discovering what it means to be 'ME'.
So much has changed since my teen years..
Practicality and realistic thinking has creeped into my dream weaving eyes..
Am no longer carried away with what others think..A tinge of Judgementalism (if ever there's a word like this ) has mixed into me. 
Yes...I have an opinion on anyone and anything...
Have realised who my best friends are...Those that remain close  even after unpicked calls,unanswered mails and halt in the conversation trains..These are the ones who would be there for you always and form my security blanket..
Have realised that parents are the source of unconditional love...No matter what,I shall never hurt them..
Distance does make the heart grow fonder and stronger..
Tolerance and forgiving is the key to succeed in relationships..You do tend to make mistakes (and a whole bunch of them in my case :) ) But learning from them is wat counts..
Have become a bit too obdurate about the way I percieve life..
I do believe what goes around comes around..
And the actions one does now,may come back to hit you in the future..
But no worries ,thats me..
In today's tele inspired-movie enchanted world,the hardest thing to accomplish is  being yourself..
To evolve into a distinct unique individual having one's own characteristic likes/dislikes and approach is a tad too difficult in today's world..
Role models are  too many,hero worshippers/followers are plenty..Mass following abounds..
Retaining your sanity in this frenzy is a challenge..
So here's hoping for a fun filled 25 + era..

Unraveling the 'WOE' from the Woman

Its Woman's Day Today.
The papers are splashed with articles about women-empowerment,the feminine go-getters,the 'must achieve it' personalities who have been there and done that.
The media is going gung-ho about women emancipation and the massive improvement in that sector.
All for one day..
The stories get buried to emerge only on March 8th next year.
The papers will continue publishing their gory dowry harrassment,female infanticide stories from tomorrow.
Does this mean that tomorrow is yet another Man-day?
Should not this be a topic for thought cum action through out the year instead of just one day ?
I think it should..
What we need is a collective,concentrated effort to drive home the point that women do have the liberty to choose,point and lead a good life..
The situation is much better in the middle class segment..But the lower classes still function the same.
The women here are still uncared,unconsidered for.
Its time they woke up to the fact that we are no more just an offshoot of all the problems men face..
Why should our roles be always defined in context to some..
We are so much more than a daughter/wife/sister/mother to someone.
We have a voice,we do have a say.
The only thing we require is the freedom to say it..
We need an awakening of sorts.A revolution which is one of its kind.
And what better way to start this than by practising this in our own humble abodes..
Baby steps will do the trick.
House maids,kitchen helpers,vegetable vendors,flower sellers..
Help in bits.help just a bit..
Listen,share,inform,educate..
Join the army..Lets make India truly shining and bright..
As always happy Living.. !

Life's Like That

Just when you think that you have achieved it all,seen all possible grim situations there ever could be and managed to retain your calm ,have achieved the so-called paradise realm of bliss,out comes a situation which has you in shackles again...
You  go back to square one...You go back to your set of prejudices and world of thought..
You go back to start thinking all over..
Funny though, because it was your thinking which made you land here in the first place..
We are what we think we are..Its all about mind conditioning.
If you think you are strong,so you are..If you think you cannot face defeat,no you definitely cant.
The mind is the most volatile substance ever...Its the most mobile matter...Can be in India at one minute.at Honolulu the next..
It jumps,crawls,sinks,ebbs,swells all in a span of a day..
Sometimes it spirals out of control and leads you with it..
Today was a similar day for me..
Negative,Ultra sinister thoughts clouding my mind..
Blocking my passage to clear thought..
Obstructing my view towards life..
Demoraling me ,choking me..
Time to Unplug,Unwind,Undo,Usher in something new.
Let loose my inhibitions,think of everything pleasant that has happened to me all this while..
Think of my strengths and positives ..
The goals I have achieved so far,my dreams/Aspirations for the years to come by..
Slowly but surely,I emerge out of the cloud of uncertainity.
Sanity prevails.
Guys,Am back..

Weekend charm

Its a Friday Morning...
Something weird with my manager...Expects us to be in office by 8 am IST sharp..
How in the wide wide world,can I manage to get up (that's one herculean task ) and bump up to this place..(thats another)
Will need a bit of strategising and performance tuning to acheive the deadline..
Anyways today I got up before the alarm and got prim n proper with breakfast and crossed my previous mark of 8.30 am -office gate only to find that my manager is on leave today...Bah ! All my efforts down the drain...
Just to prove a point,I strutted myself around the office just to claim (if i meet someone i know) that  i did reach at 8..
I am unnaturally high spirited today...brimming with energy..oodles of it..
For its friday ! Ah,Joie de vivre to the max.
I dont know what is with this day of the week that can wipe out the entire's week's frustration and effort.
The mere mention of the word 'Friday' can put one to ease.
Its absolute magic....
The day simply runs past you and brings you to  the altar of the much awaited weekend...
I love fridays and the excitement attached to it..
All worries are put aside for the next week and I look forward to the weekend.
Weekends to me means catching up on precious sleep,having outdoor dinners,meeting up my extended family,exploring the unknown nooks and corners of the city, shopping,reading up,cleaning up the clutter that my room is etc etc  not necessarily in that order of importance..
Alas,the prospect of waiting for the weekend is more long lived than the weekend itself.
The 2 days just fly past you and before you realise it ,a dreaded Monday stares in your face....
Till you wait for the following weekend and so on..
The saga continues..
Time to get back to my work pile..
Till then..happy living..

A minty fresh start

Holla ! Here I am...After days of procrastination and putting it aside,I have managed to shirk my inherent sluggish ways and  get myself aboard the blog band wagon...
I must confess that I have always wanted to do this.
To Own and manage a blog of my own..
I have always been into writing articles and dairies..
When overwhelmed by life's twists and turns,people tend to vent out their feelings in many ways..
Some talk it out,some work it out...I write it out..
The only thing I lack is consistency.
I never seem to last a few weeks..
The passion to write dies off gradually until something else inspires me to jot down again..
With this blog,comes a commitment to regularly update it....
Have to continue working...shall be continuing later..