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 I would like to include the phrase “Never push a loyal person to the point where they no longer care” When I was young I had read that India was a democratic country. After my marriage I feel that I am living a caged life. Like the pet parrot who screeches on arrival of the owner. What is my recognition? I am always referred as someone’s daughter someone’s wife someone’s mom………………..why don’t I have a name  a character I feel that I am akin to the door mat what is my mistake for being treated like that  . I am not working I don’t have the money s u treat me with so much little respect. My husband left me but then it is fault … because I m a woman We say we r modern woman we hide the bruises behind lip gloss and mascara and flaunt our dress but what about the soul is it really matured is it happy …. We have so many masks behind which we hide I am always hiding behind the mask of ignorance and show fake smiles All the worlds a fake, I am also one among them Lost the innocence

Brahmacharini The second day of navratri is dedicated to mother Brahmacharini . The word ‘Brahma ‘means ‘Tapas’ and charini means ‘Performer’. Brahmacharini is one who performs severe penance to attain what she desires. She is the goddess of wisdom and devotion. The worship of Maa Brahmchaarini is conducive to penance, renunciation, virtue and nobility.  Her devotees are endowed with peace and prosperity. She is the “tapaswini” form of goddess who is the icon of free from Kaama, krodha. She is in a highly pious and peaceful form or is in meditation. This form of Durga is related to the severe penance undertaken by Sati and Parvati in their respective births to attain Lord Shiva as husband. Some of the most important Vratas observed in different parts of India by women is based on the strict austerities followed by Brahmacharini. She is also called as ‘Uma’ and ‘Tapacharini’ and provides knowledge and wisdom to her devotees.  Mother brahmacharin is born as shailaputri 

Shailaputri The first day of Navaratri puja is dedicated to Mother Shailaputri. The word ‘Shaila’ means Mountains  and ‘Putri’ means daughter. The name shailaputri means ‘Daughter of the Mountain’ .Parvathi /Hemvathi is the daughter of Himavan / Himavanth /Himalaya, The king of mountains who gets married to Lord Shiva. Parvati is the daughter of Himavan and Mynavathi. The word parvat means   ‘ mountains’ and parvati means ‘she of the mountains’ as she is born as daughter of Himavan and the personification  of  lord of mountains. The other names which associate  her with  mountais are Shailaja (Daughter of  the mountains) and Girirajaputri (Daughter of  King of the mountains) . Parvathi Propitiated Lord shiva and by her severe penance she begot him as her husband. Mother Parvathi in her previous birth was Mother Sati Bhavani, daughter of  Prajapathi  Daksha. Mother Sati got married to Shiva despite many trials and tribulations. Daksha was against Shiva  so he did n

Navaratri  is  a festival celebrated with great aplomb  among Indians. The word” Navratri”  can be split into two words ‘Nava’ which means  Nine and ‘ratri ‘ means nights.  Navarati  is  a festival of nine  nights  where  each day one divine swaroop of mother out of the nine forms of shakti manifestations are worshipped. Each goddess has a different form and a special significance. Nava Durga, if worshipped with religious fervor during Navaratri, it is believed, lift the divine spirit in us and fill us with renewed happiness.All the nine names of goddess are narrated in ‘Devi Kavacha’ of the ‘Chandipatha’ scripture. In some places, First three days of Navratri puja rituals are dedicated to Goddess Durga. And the next three days to Goddess Lakshmi and the final three days are to Goddess Saraswathi.     First day of Navratri – Kalasha Sthapana (Kalasha Pooja) or Ghata Sthapana – Shailaputri Puja     Second day of Navratri – Preeti Dwitiya – Brahmacharini Puja     Thir

I was moved by the title song of Mahabharat. I wanted to quote it in my blog.  The music is divine and  lyrics is super adding a diamond to the show. Starts with conch blowing  indicating war of the good or war of the gods “Hain katha sangram ki Vishwa ke kalyaan ki Dharm adharm aadi anant Satya asatya kalesh kalnak Sawarth ki katha parmartha ki Shakti hain bhakti hain Janmo ki mukti hain Jeevan ka ye sampurn saar hain Krishana ki mahima hain Geeta ki garima hain Grantho ka granth ye mahan hain Mahabharat mahabharat.. “ It is an epic which no other epic can compete and suceed. Mahabharatha the tale of warfare between the kurus and pandavas which lasted for 18 days the blood of great and good warriors reddened the soils. The war resulted not only in loss of humans but an ultimate truth was also born along with the badness in the form of Bhaghavat Gita. It is a battle of Dharma and Adharma which will go on till one gains upper hand? It is a fight between tr

The word triggers memory down the lane. I have taken classes about creativity , innovation. But did I really innovate myself ? I would say no to an extent and yes to an extent. Creativity is thinking without inhibhitons. It is like the efforts taken by the wright brothers to fly. “Creativity involves breaking out of established patterns in order to look at things in a different way.”- Edward de Bono I have become set in my thinking I taught my son that the tracks in the rail game must be circular or oval. I have grown into the monster of control perfection that I forgot what is to think out of box. I left my kid to play on his own and when I was back I saw a track pattern in the shape of a curve. I thought it as a bell curve and was amused how come he connected like it when I had taught him how to do it. I have become so set in my beliefs and practise that I don’t see a new way or an alternate path. I remembered his teachers telling me not to interrupt my son thinking

You don’t love me You don’t hate me You married me You Left me and my kids in quandary without finances When I foolishly thought that after all the trouble I had undergone you won’t leave me What is the feeling you have towards me? You crushed my feelings but ask me to come to you You chose me when you want and you discard me when u don’t want Am I toy in your eyes? Am I not made of blood and flesh like you? Don’t I have feelings? When u claim that you love me, I wonder whether you loved me for a second. I know that people might visualise me as a depressed female in need of depressant I fought for my love begged for my love gave up myself forgave his infidelities What did I achieve more and more pain from him  I grew up in a fairy tale that after my trials and tribulations my prince would accept me and won’t cheat upon me But I was wrong men will be men At my every attempt to rise from the situation what I get from more force to push me down He did

In search of Love Love is nourishment by itself for both the recipients. When I said love everybody thinks about love affairs between a guy and a girl. I have experienced a different love perspective and wanted to share. I have heard people telling me “Dogs are man’s best friend”. I beg to differ, so here I come with my own love story. I had a pet parrot whose name was lichu. I had named her after my classmate Lisha who had beautiful and bountiful curls of hair. Lichu came to live with my family after our maid; ayah rescued it from crows and brought it to us for safe keeping. Lichu was very friendly and she liked to eat grapes, I used to hold out grape fruit and she used to nibble. As time went by, she became one of the family members; if I had got chocolate she wanted some of it. I used to share all food items with her. She was kept in the backyard of the house but the moment we entered the front yard of our house when we came from school she used to create ruckus calling

I was an individual who never believed in luck. I always believed that I would make it big in my profession because of my dedication. When I faced the real world, I was shocked and then began a never ending battle of true vs lies, real friends vs fake friends.  It was the year 2013 , I had joined my PhD and six months had passed. I was desperately in need of job and when my supervisor had mentioned about a vacancy in a college. I applied for the position with the help of my research guide reference who was working in the college. The next day I had to attend the interview. The college was located far off from the city. The travel took me one and half an hour to reach the college. The day started with me missing the bus , walked to nearby bus stand and boarded bus to ashok pillar. At Ashok pillar, I was running from one stop to another stop to board bus that would go to my destination. The bus was very crowded and I got a place to stand and stood there till I got a seat before the l

Child is father of the man An incident triggered me to remember Words Worth. He was a genius to tell this in 18th century which I came to know now in 2014. On this Sunday night (26/01/2014) , me and my son were playing basket ball (well we are not professionals) . We just throw the ball in the basket. I had hung the basket in our bedroom just above the door it must be about seven feet approx. My son was trying to put the ball into basket and after many futile attempts he had three successes in landing the ball into the basket and he asked me to do it. I was sitting lazily on my gym ball and tried to put the ball into the basket and could not make it. So I gave my son a sad face. Surprisingly he told me “practice makes man perfect" and gave a pause before adding up "and a girl perfect". I had used this proverb to make him do his work so his could be better at what he did. Suddenly I felt as if he had grown up tall and had taken cue to motivate me and not los