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I can’t keep calm because it’s my birthday, However, various things are left to be learned in the wiser way.  I am a girl of December, May God bless me and fill my tumbler. Because birthdays are for celebrating the blessings you get, ..from the experiences, life lessons and people you met.  My mother says, do not blow out the candle and cut the cake, ..light a lamp ( दीपक   ) instead to maintain the positivity you make. I grew up as I became a mother, But sometimes, I behave like a clutter. Now I am in my thirties, Hence, I started focusing only on my priorities. I am not seeking an expensive gift, ..but I am trying to achieve the confidence which makes me lift. I have been looking for my best version, Is there any shortcut for this conversion? I do Judge myself to see if I am a better person than I was yesterday, Trying to obtain the tenacity to make personal improvements day by day.   Happy Birthday to ME 😄

A letter to my daughter on her 2nd birthday 🧒

Dear Tejal (aka Radha & Piya),                    I want your birthday to be a celebration of your life. Not only with cake cuttings but with a little extra effort. I have decided to write a letter to you. I feel that it seems the best way to portray YOU to you. Of course, there are so many videos and photos flooding my phone but "reading a letter" is another happy place.                      Wish you a happy 2nd birthday my heartbeat. You have completed another year of tininess. This year was very special for me because you met your most awaited milestone- The Walking. Most of the children, even younger than you, usually reached this milestone in between 10 to 15 months but you girl, you took 19 and half months to reach there. But that was worth waiting for. I just loved your penguin walk. I beautifully captured those moments. I am sure you will love it and thank me later. ...

Happy New Year

  I am asked by inner self, “What’s your New Year Resolution ?” I just nod my head and do wonder,  Let me think of the resolutions that are older. She laughed and told me to leave them, For setting up the new one and be a gem. I said I just want to be resilient, Wiser and more confident. Past year has taught me to not be an open book, It’s always better to be an aloof like a secret cook.  There is a lack of coordination between my mind and mouth, My Words come out totally different like the directions of North and South. I often do overthinking and 3 AM talks, It’s normal but only when done like the common walks. I wanna gain more confidence, And show others my reactions but with the extra sense. I am a pragmatic person but sometimes gets irritated, Yes , yes I know that it’s erroneous and frustrated. I wanna tick ✔️ all my bucket list, Life should be fascinating but not with the twist. I will make sure to have the clear words, And learn all the fruitful lessons like the ...

Things that annoy me.

When a choice turns into a mandatory thing:                                                                    You know, the greatest happiness is living your life the way you desire. I feel happiest when I dress up as I want. But women in India are expected to live in obeying all the illogical regulations. I often hear these phrases and I hate them - "Beta, you should wear a headscarf in front of elders, you are married", "Where are your symbols of marriage (Bindi, bangles, vermilion, anklets) ?"  . .Uff ! .....                                                                                        ...

Couple of things

ME: Hey Siri! What is the meaning of an Angel? SIRI: An Angel means, a spiritual being believed to act as       an attendant, agent or messenger of God       represented in human form.    .    .    Wait wait, did you just describe my husband?     Yes, he is MY angel. We met when I was stuck in a swamp and the funny part was that I didn’t know this. Destiny made us meet and what would I be doing if God hadn’t sent him?     Phases that we faced were terrible but here we are, celebrating our happily lived 3 years of marriage. So, in honour of our 3rd anniversary, I am portraying to you a “couple of things” about us.       Most people accept and love their partner after watching the positive side but HE loved and accepted me regardless of my flaws and my worst behaviour towards him. He never gave up on me. Otherwise, it is too hard to handle me sometimes.        ...

A Letter to my daughter on her 1st birthday

Dear Tejal,             Happiest first birthday little love. I can’t keep calm because it’s your dayyyyyyyy 🥳 . I wonder how fast these 12 months flew by. When I close my eyes, I find myself waiting in the OT for you to come out into this strange but beautiful world. It feels like yesterday. I don’t know how fast a year has passed since I took care of you, prepared meals for you, fed you, gave you massages, bathed you, nursed you, sang lullabies for you, laughed with you, listened to your giggles, and loved you.            When you turned 6 months old, I started making food for you and feeding you. I never thought it would have been so exciting and satisfying. Now I have realised that a bathed, dressed, and fed child gives the best feeling to every mother.           I remember the moments when you reached your milestones. Be it rolling over, sitting without support, grabbing a thing for the first...

A Letter to my daughter on her 6 months birthday .

 Dear Daughter,        Today you have turned 6 months old, half a year. Oh God ! time flies in the blink of an eye. I find myself  wondering where the 6 months have gone. Your clothes are telling me how grown you are.          This monthly birthday is special because you are gonna have your first food. I promise you, my child, I will always take care of your diet and try to offer you the best. Since I am a human, in the last 6 months, I made various blunders but learned a lot. I will try not to repeat them.           I remember that when you were born, you were my photocopy and now you have started looking like your father too. :) You used to wake up late at night. He used to sing lullabies for you to make you sleep in his arms and he used to sleep at the office then. LOL 😆 I used to call you “Rotumal and sotumal” because most of the time you used to sleep and cry only.        ...