Manna - a divine aid

There comes a point in everyone's life where one hits the rock bottom . Each passing second seems like a punishment , toss of mental health at its best , losing your heart out still assembling life.

It’s not mere experience that one goes through at this time. It’s the internal turmoil, introspection, self cleansing and standing up again all goes hand in hand.

In such gloomy doom days and nights your inner self often die several times . The blame game , the repent , the guilt ,the helplessness everything contribute at its best. 

After being there what I felt is that in life you need to be bestowed with someone who can hold on to you even when you have given up.

Quite a time worldly affairs and people affects us intensely. As they say watch out your moves and always choose your company.

Tough times tests you abruptly , exclusively, untimely but what should change our focus is what we soak in our mind and whom we allow to pour in thoughts in our mind.

I term such people as "Manna - a divine aid" they are purposely implanted in your life to comfort your soul from the chaos walking around you.

So if you have such people just hang in there with them , hug them tightly , never ever let them go because when life gets rough you need a smoothing love .

Just roll up your sleeves , call your dear one , be "Manna" in their life and humm these few lines to them 

" यूँ तो अकेला भी अक्सर

गिर के संभल सकता हूँ मैं

तुम जो पकड़ लो हाथ मेरा

दुनिया बदल सकता हूँ मैं "

See the magic that spells post this 😉

You Owe it !

One of the camouflage used oftentimes for our own insecurities is "Know your Worth".

It is such an easy phrase to throw around and just pass on but do we actually know what it means ? To be honest we don't have clue what our worth is.

There is always a chalk and cheese difference between saying you know your worth and in believing that you are worthy.

LinkedIn profiles these days showcase that each and everyone of us is excelling , annexing accolades without literally knowing their real worth which is quite strange to accept. 

A question that crosses my mind is - Am I the only one left out in this herd race or am i still unaware of my worth ?

Propelling deep in my thoughts an answer slipped-in stating a genuine and simple fix for this is to owe it.

One need to stop giving a shit about what outside world think you deserve. You need to get to the point where you are so damn confident in who you are. You need to cosset yourself in your self-love so much that other's opinions don't even shake you.

You owe it to Yourself to believe that you deserve better, so don't settle down until it matches your standards and expectations.

Trust me you aren't asking too much for yourself , probably you're asking wrong set of people or you are at wrong place.

So just put your guns down , relax and cheer for Yourself, be your own Cheerleader 🤗

As someone said profoundly , 

" खुदसे प्यार करने का मज़ा ही कुछ और होता है , इसलिए खुदसे तू प्यार कर और बेमिसाल कर 😉 "

थोड़ा है थोड़े की जरूरत है !

जिंदगी में अक्सर थोड़ा कम ही सही होता है ,

थोड़ा सा सुकून , 

थोड़ा सा जुनून , 

थोड़ा सा अफसोस,

थोड़े जज़्बात,

थोड़ा ख्याल,

थोड़ा प्यार,

थोड़ी तकरार,

थोड़ा गुस्सा,

थोड़ा रूठना मनाना,

थोड़ी सी चिंता,

थोड़ी सी शोहरत,

थोड़ी सी कामयाबी,

थोड़ी सी नाकामी,

क्योंकि जिंदगी कभी रुकती नहीं, झुकती नहीं बस हमारे थोड़े को अपने ढंग से पूरा कर देती है .

मसले भी आयेंगे , आफतें भी आयेंगे, रंज भी होगा, गम भी होगा यहां तक कि खुदके होने ना होने का द्वंद भी होगा .

तब एक लंबी गहरी सांस लीजिएगा और खुद से ये कहिये , 

" थोड़ा है , थोड़े की जरूरत है , जिंदगी फिर भी यहां खूबसूरत है !" 😊

"A letter written but never sent"

Dear Man,

Hope this letter of mine finds you in pink of your health where ever you are.

Penning down my emotional turmoil that I undergo every now and then these days.

Before you accept me you need to understand and know that i am damaged, I have scars that scares me not to live peacefully.

I have lived with excruciating pain for a really long time . 

There are nights when I am curled up on floor and won't talk to anyone. 

There are days when I am smiling and crying in washroom to hide my pain.

I get triggered easily . 

I have struggled with people , things and what not.

I'll shut you out at times. 

I have trust issues because everyone has always left ,cheated or chosen someone else over me .

I will need reassurance, I will need YOU.

I will need you to keep choosing me every time when I fall and get weak.

I'll need you to care when ever I text you saying I am getting bad again .

I am a weird, disturbed and a lot piece of mess and I own this .

So before you walk into my life thinking that I'll always be chirpy , I'll always be positive , I'll always be smiling you should know the reality before you get involved with me at this stage.

Don't enter my life and don't let me enter yours if we can't handle it.

Lastly, don't touch my heart if you just only want all the good things for you because I come with some blemish and some frailty .

Think about your decision calmly as I am not the way you want me , am not what you want me to be , I am scared to be close to you , I am scared to hurt you , I am scared to turn you vulnerable and cynical like me. 

I am just ScArEd and BrOkEn 💔

Yours Truly,

A resolute Woman.

A Coronial Tale !

As we are walking hopefully towards the start of 2021 and happily flapping off to this unprecedented year 2020 .

In these last 10 months of 2020 we realised that we all function mechanically in a defined form, we as humans are not designed to be caged and confined within four walls. If we just turn a bit we can see how plastically we used to behave with eachother without empathy. 

Before an outburst of pandemic our social and ethical responsibility was to live with our near and dear ones , to value and nurture life . A life which is worth of everything to die for perhaps we just slogged to tame our hunger for wealth, health and self.

Life after corona has changed in many ways , people are more concerned and attached to their kins virtually still not personally. When world is falling off , surrendering down in front of a minute virus the social and ethical responsibility of each one of us is to adhere the safety norms , to stay indoor to shape this ecological and historical sphere into a safe shelter for humans to survive, instead we are again ignoring the need of the hour just to relish the freedom of breathing in an open air to relive our lost moments. Is it wise enough?

Studies states that people with strong families who live in tight-knit and supportive communities are significantly happier than people whose familes are dysfunctional and who have never found a community to be part of. 

The nub is to understand that we all as a society form a family which pat , hug and kiss together. Thus it is now upon us whether to spread happiness or suffering(Corona). 

As said by Indeevar Sahab , 

" जीने के बहाने लाखों हैं , जीना तुझको आया ही नहीं,

कोई भी तेरा हो सकता है ,कभी तूने अपनाया ही नहीं ! 

Taken for Granted !

This morning as it was pouring, I lay in my comfy bed pushing myself to be an early bird. Before I could think of anything my hands started searching desperately for my 'Jigaar ka tukda'  encompassing  tons of notifications ,few reminders, and some missed calls that glued me to it like an addict who has lost track of time.Apparently, I had no urge to call back to the calls that I had missed considering them as 'Routine calls'.

Monday morning blues: meetings, issues, deadlines, and the chaos of the conference calls kept me engrossed, efficiently, to beat this day.Meanwhile in -between this mayhem I made a conscious reminder to myself of giving a call back. 

And after 6 hours I made the call to my Papa who had called me before around 6 O'clock in the morning, from a garden, because his friends had not kept their promise. So ,when I called him back we conversed about him wanting to talk to me just for fun and to let me know that he still buys the 'Samosa'  while returning back from his work/walk because that was my favourite❤️.

After finishing the call I realised that I have taken the blessings in my life for granted.I have set my routines and rituals according to this tethered competitive world, which is sadly receding my emotions, and growing the distances.Becoming plastic to an extent that relationships are turning merely 'Functional', and then sobbing in the grief of being 'Alone', which I am sure now is happening because of me taking things , taking people, and taking myself for granted. I can't blame anyone for this as I have pushed hard, I have distanced myself, and I have confined myself within the four walls of self-denial. Moreover, and  not to my surprise, whoever has tried to or is trying to pull me has seen me refraining myself from them by hiding in the cluttered clouds of the business of life.

Before I regret more than I already have, and before my act of 'taking things for granted' stales my stability, I need to cajole the inner me to invest in retaining the freshness of my Life, and spicing up my relationships for the benefit of myself and the others 😉.

As said by Gulzar Sahab " थोड़ा सा रफू करके देखिए ना , फिर से नई सी लगेगी.

ज़िन्दगी ही तो है ! "

Still not so ' Equal '.

Few days for Mother's day and the entire world would be gushing their social accounts with heartening status and lovely potrait of their mums ,celebrating to honour the influence of mothers in society. 

Strange enough to accept that on the flip side we are defaming women in the worst loathing manner. Treating a woman like an object just to get a sense of superiority is a psychological illness which needs to be behandled immediately and intensively.

Jibing on the physical appearance of a person, passing sexist slurs to insult the intellect, age, promiscuity of someone whom you considered to be bullied  because she is a woman who is a piece of trash and can be crushed any time ,anywhere and anyhow is solely despicable.

Unsurprisingly history puts up the evidences of women being subject to assault and deprived of basic human rights from medieval age. Astonishing is the fact that we never tried to chew over on this seriously ,why it's a male dominating society?

The only reason at that point of time for this discrimination was based on the occupation , agricultural was the only form of employment during those days which demanded great muscle power to produce bread and butter and this led to the dominance of Men and there was a lack of education among people.

Today we are in an era of globalisation and liberalisation where our economy runs through technology not by ploughing the fields, which requires man power as well we are now considered to be the highly qualified professionals ,dusted with knowledge and intellect still falling apart to respect a woman.

This ingrained mentality of belittling women on a public platform without knowing about the penalty for breaching a line shows our rotten mindset.

As a woman we shouldn't be submissive and ignorant towards any sort of malicious act or taunt. As a human we need to bring some order to the house to impose humanity and equality in their conscience.

Our Education system requires a tweak in term of educating the students about the defamation laws, they should be thoroughly aware of the fact that there are laws for disturbing social order and they can bite too.

We need a fearless Youth nation not a frightless ' Male - nation '.