Healthy Child makes a happy Home..!!

Before starting to write anything, I would to quote something which I always believed -- "To take birth as a mother you need the power to climb more than one Mount Everest".

No parent can contradict the statement, "Healthy Child makes a happy Home".

My mom always used to say to me, "Handling a single, notorious, mischievous kid like you is like handling a complete family :)". Well, as a matter of fact, she is absolutely right and I'm very proud of that statement. I should be, shouldn't I?

I had no siblings and me being the only kid, I was equipped with all the powers to do whatever I want and whenever I want. But, you know what, everything which involves children comes with an instruction manuals and when there is Mom involved in it, it will have an additional section labeled 'terms and conditions' and the only option given there is 'I Accept'. 'Decline' option is no where found and I always choose to accept it because I'm getting what I want ;).

I always kept Mom on her toes and she was quiet happy with whatever is happening around her. There was always noise, songs, dance, games, dirt, dust and when it's summer, my cousins added to the list. 

Happy Home -- kids, parents, all healthy and happy together.

One fine day, vacations started and we were all set to go on a trip and out of no reason, I fell sick the night before our travel. Everything was planned and it was just a matter of fever which can be cured in a day or two with proper medication.

But, when it comes to mothers, they can even leave the entire world of happiness and to take care of their children. The vacation was not at all a matter for her and she canceled it just because I had a slight fever.

Right from that moment, she never left me, she was always holding my hand. I couldn't sleep because of the fever and she did not sleep either. She was always at alarm to check if I need food, water, anything!!

During that fever, Mom prepared whatever I want to eat and she ate the same, I love to watch Pokemon, Swat Cats and Tom n Jerry and she watched it along with me for hours and hours, I love to dress like Super Man and she helped me with all the costumes, I did not feel like eating the dinner and just had some hot milk one night, you know what Mom had the same milk. 

She did not think about any other thing in this world but me, as long as I was sick. There were cousins in my home but when there is one sick kid and that's it, all the entertainment is on a break. All dull, all gloomy!!

It continued for two days as expected and the third morning, out home was back on fire!!! All the kids were on the bed with the pillows in air and noise above the roof!! Yes, I got well and the canceled plan was back in action. 

Bags packed, schedule set to normal and booking done to travel. Yes, it was an Happy Home again.

"Health is wealth", is on on peak and I correct it now, "According to mothers, Kids health is wealth".

A healthy child makes a happy home.

This post is a part of IndiBlogger prompt #ImmuneIndia by Dabur Chyawanprash.

Other side of the sea..

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Hours passed and I was still at that beach, lost in my thoughts, lost in my love.

I went back to the past where in , she leaned towards me, held my hand with my fingers between her's and that's the moment when I said to myself, "I'll never let her go".

I loved her a lot, planned to live my entire life with her, married her..!! 

But God has sent a completely different train at her platform.

"Dad, Dad, Dad -- can Mommy see us from that side of the sea?", asked our son who shook me from my thoughts and to whom I told that, people who die go to the other side of the sea and return when their kids grow up.

This post is a part of the Five Sentence Fiction - Horizon activity at lilliemcferrin.com.

Curry Leaves

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"How much is this for?" I asked looking at the final set of curry leaves lying on the cloth.

"Three rupees only" she said, rolling her eyes up with a hope that I'd buy them and she can go home but still confused if she has asked for more for those only leaves left on the piece of cloth.

I took out a five rupee coin from my wallet and handed it to her with a smile and said, "Keep this five, mousi."

I turned around and started moving towards my bike but was confused about how to hang these small carry bags, overfilled with vegetables.

"Son take this, it'll be easy for you to hang all this stuff on your bike" said the woman with a smile on her face and went back to her place, folding the piece of cloth on which she sold the curry leaves.

This is a true story which happened to me, when I went to the vegetable market this afternoon and after this I was speechless for a moment and I then realized and was reassured that love and care are the things which happen to keep coming even if you keep giving. The lady did not have any carry bags at all for giving it to her customers. She has given it to me by emptying all her belongings and tying them in that piece of cloth.

This post is a part of the Five Sentence Fiction - Confusion activity at lilliemcferrin.com.

Kabhi..!!

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Khade the kabhi hum is kinaare pe,

Sirf intzaar tha, tumhaare ik ishaare ke.

Sach aur galat k beech ki jo tanhaayi thi,

Bas wohi thi, jo mere dil pe chaayi thi.

Humko ab kisika intzaar nahi,

Aisa nahi ki mere dil mein tumhaare liye pyaar nahi,

Bas ab main tumhaara woh yaar nahi.

Kabhi khade the hum tere liye is kinaare pe!!

Hatred turning to Love

I went to Chennai with hatred, pure hatred it was. "New place, new people, new food, new culture. I've to manage anyhow for a month or two, till I get my training done and then I'm off to a different place", I said to my colleague sitting next me. "What do you think I'm gonna do?" he asked. I understood, we both travelling in the same boat.

In the next few days, while I was busy hating Chennai, God has made his moves to add some life to my life and introduced me to wonderful people whom I now call, friends! The hatred for Chennai was then replaced with friendship.

Early in the morning at The Rocky Beach, Pondicherry

I was so happy that the place where I lived did not matter, the sweat in the hot sun was no more a problem, the hunt for a flat to live after checking out from the office guest house seemed like fun and the best one is when my friend came to me and said, "Shinde! Mere hostel ke saamne aloo ke parathe milte hain yaar. Chal aaj office ke baad dinner wahi pe karenge". I felt like I was being awarded for some Godly task when I had the first bite of the paratha followed by the tang of the sour lemon pickle dished side to it. 

There were a lot of things which did not bother me anymore. Happiness was defined there for me.

Those long lasting gossips, those never ending waiting for a friend to come out of his cubicle to go home, those silly fights for a reason which doesn't even exist in this universe, those calls to a friend in the office, just to see how it would feel to talk for free of cost in the office intercom, those long, in fact very long and unnecessary chats just to check the new smileys on the office communicator, those crucial discussions, just to decide where are we going to eat that night, those sudden trips to the never seen places and boarding the wrong bus on return which resulted in six hours of extra travel, those silly names of the movies during dumb charades, those extra workouts in the gym and that moment when you realize that you lost your weight instead of gaining it ;) those excited moments after training gets finished and the smile on your face which says you are going to be in project for some real work, those unforgettable weekend plans, those unbelievable window shopping in the malls, those coincidental dinners, those evenings at the beaches, those birthday parties and the bike's breakdown in the middle of the night, those crazy stupid pillow fights, those unlimited photo sessions, those every weekend movie plans, those trails to learn swimming on our own, those calls to our homes and the emotional talks, those nicknames and the teasing when someones crush just walks by and what not! How can I forget the DJ night!!! That is when we knew, anybody can dance.

But, the day finally came. My transfer request to Pune got approved and I suddenly realized, what I'm going to miss. Three more days left and I felt like I'm going away from my home, again. It's like it was yesterday when all these things happened and today I'm here, writing this post on my blog. I got what I wanted, but it came with a cost.

Me in Chennai with my Friends :)

I managed to write few lines while the emotions played with my tears at the railway station and slowly I saw my friends waving hands disappear with the increasing speed of the train. Dedicated to the Chennai and the friends who made the Chennai possible!

Jab aaye the hum yaha,

Toh nafrat hi tha tumse, aur kuch nahi. 

Jab aaye the hum yaha,

Toh nafrat hi tha tumse, aur kuch nahi.

Ab jaa rahe hain hum, tumse door,

Toh palko mein hain aansu, aur bichadne ka ghum.

Ab khush toh hum hain nahi,

Kyu ki, ab hum, toh hum nahi.

I'll miss you Chennai, I'll miss you guys!

P.S : Chennai is a wonderful city, you just have to give some time to settle down. Once you're settled, trust me, you'll like it :)

Why can't this happen the other way..

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Step by step, tear by tear, I've consoled myself, "That's okay! You can leave this life and start a new one as a wife."

Standing on this side was my love, other side was my life and I've always dreamt of a lovely life.

They taught me how to walk and I ran towards him. They never let me cry and he always made me laugh. They taught me how to pray and he made sure even I was in his pray.

For my hundred reason to leave, they gave a million reasons to stay.

Why can't this happen the other way, where there can only be blessings to say.

They then considered me just another roaming pigeon, because I loved and wanted to marry a person from another religion!

Aaj Mujhe Kuch Kehna Tha....!!!!

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We'll find very fewer people in this world with whom we wish to sit and spend time. Even though we sit in silence for a long time, we later realize that those moments spent with him/her belong to most wonderful chapters of your life. Those chapters, which you can remember as just a day before today, even when you story them to your grand children.

It all starts with, Aaj Mujhe Kuch Kehna Tha....!!!!

Aaj mujhe kuch kehna tha,

Magar kya karu!

Is beraham duniya k aage, sharam ka naqaab jo pehna tha,

Shayad khuda ki yehi marzi hain, is dard ko ab mujhe hi sehna tha.

Shaayad woh ek hi mahina tha,

Jo mujhe tumhaare sang, tumhaare palko ke saaye mein rehna tha.

Sach kahu, us mahine ke har din mujhe tumse kuch kehna tha,

Bas tumhaare sang, tumhaare palko ke saaye mein rehna tha.

Tum dekhti reh gayi,

Main sochta reh gaya,

Pal beet te reh gaye.

Zara sa ishaara toh kar deti,

Ik muskaan toh hoton par laa deti,

Tab woh Chandini bhi maanjaati,

Aur apne saare taare tumhare sajawat k liye bhej deti.

Aaj mujhe dil se kuch kehna tha,

Magar kya karu!

Is beraham duniya k aage, sharam ka naqaab jo pehna tha

Shayad khuda ki yehi marzi hain, is dard ko ab mujhe hi sehna tha.