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Yes, I just did! 😄 I feel so ecstatic! Its been a long journey. Of varied emotions - happy, thrills, sad, lame, egnited, cold! And with me, you have read them all and helped me grow! Started small, very small way back in 2011! And hardly four or five articles in the following years. Until last year and this. I have been writing my feelings, all put into words here in my blog. Today while I jot down my heartiest thanks, I feel overwhelmed at the thought that no matter what there is someone who is reading them! I'm just a starter. Not an expert writer, not a master of vocabulary! But I manage to put across my thoughts, to the reader, I am sure about that! While I lay here beside my sleeping daughter of four, I realize many of my articles have been based on this soul! She has been my inspiration. And so also is my spouse! Right from the days of pregnancy, when I was carrying her, I started an emotional bond with her. It was my first pregnancy and hence I went by the books! Obv

Topic seems little funny, even to me while I sit here to write about it! We get to see men, women and children wearing jeans pants and they are everywhere! But this very unimportant thing is a major source of controversy in India, not only today but since ages! I love wearing jeans - pants, jackets, even knickers! And over the years I have just become confident of wearing whatever I deem appropriate! I have never followed the rule book. I must have been the first one to wear knickers and jeans in my small town, Tezpur! There would be taunts directed at me but I never cared about them! I was born to live my life, not to entertain someone else's wishes! And so I grew up. That was in 1990. Now it's 2017 and believe me, things have not changed a bit for the girls in India! Even now, in the twenty second century, the girls/ladies wearing jeans are looked upon as threats. Threats to the very rich thousand years old culture, to the ethics in the society, to the rule book and more

Yes, Indians are racists! Though they would cry out loud when someone in a foreign country try to act racial against them! But believe me, the same people would be found to be most biased and intolerant for even other fellow Indians! I am from the North East side of the Indian territory. And believe me none other than us must have faced more partiality from our very own counterparts in the rest on India! And when this, its no joke! Although in looks, I do not have small eyes, typical with people of the North East India. Hence I have fared well in most of the places I stayed at. I first faced racist comment when one of my extended family member of the Punjabi clan I am married to, asked me where I am from. The expression on her face and her words "Oh! I thought so!" pierced through my heart. All this, because we belong to a land they do not understand where! We seem to be aliens to them. No matter I am much qualified than most of them literally are. No matter I look bette

Life is testing us all the time. For me life had been quite a ride till now. But the one after my marriage had been the most dramatic! My in-laws, specially the sister-in-law (SiL) and mother-in-law (MiL). After having suffered a lot mentally,  I have now almost successfully learnt how to keep safe distance from them and keep conversations as minimal as necessary. Thank Heavens we do not have to stay together. As a new bride I observed that the SiL was very interfering. When I say that I literally mean she wanted to come over with us to our short honeymoon! No, she was not a preschooler to not understand. She was good damn old enough to be a mother herself! Frankly,  I was very irritated. I remember during that time my spouse had taken a new job and hence he was not getting paid immediately and I had managed everything singlehandedly! No its not the money that I want to talk about here. Its the SiL. She wanted extra share of monthly pocket money, now that I am earning too! Really? A

A leader is a person who leads a group, organization, or country. A leader is much different from a tyrant or being a boss! There are many qualities that make a person a good leader, some of which I state here. Having worked in with several bosses and leaders during my short Corporate career, I have found out that there are indeed some essence to being a good leader. Some traits that typically distinguish and set them apart from their counterpart bosses! Here I state 10 top qualities that make a leader - one who is loved and respected by the peers - 10. Compassion - People who have a positive intent of knowing the other person, who has an understanding of the "human" feelings of and are in tune with the peers and subordinates are the ones most looked up to and respected leaders in any organization. These people win the hearts of the employees with their compassion and in the process are able to reap benefits in terms of productivity and revenue! They can drive the peo

Father's Day it is And, the internet is full of biz When a child has a father There is no need for her to bother. For he would always be there, To show how much he care. A place no one else can take A relation none can fake! My father too was great He was, but my perfect mate! He taught me everything that I know today And prepare me how not to fall prey To the dubiousness around me To be able to see The masks that many wear Still how to be fair! Honesty, Compassion, Lovable and smiles It was he who taught me, that it would take me miles... To respect mommy above all For she is the one who took my every fall! Never any politics did I see him play Then why did I have to see him lay?? Still, his mouth curved Why his smile am I now deprived? Its been 16 years he is gone In the early hours of dawn... Never to return but still by my side I know he is there to enjoy my stride! I love you, deauta, today and always I look up to

We are in the twenty first century and still there are so many traditions and thoughts prevalent in the societies that can suck out humanity from any sensible person's mind! Few things I have seen in my time till now, have sort of put me into thinking if everyone in the world is having such thoughts  or something is extraordinarily special about our place, India! India, the sacred land, where women had been considered as next to God! The place where there is no bound to religion. A secular country that India is! However, somethings are fundamental in the very existence of the societies here. Some evils which need to be eradicated. I point out here ten point I feel should cease at this very minute.   10. Color - Indians are obsessed with white skin. Any time a girl child is born with a dusky or dark skin, everyone, right from parents to neighbors, everyone start giving their expert advice on how to lighten the skin tone of the child. Why? What comes with the fair skin? Is she

Where the mind is full of shit  And, the head held high Where knowledge is very expensive Where people are being judged for what they wear! By their relationship status Where words are dictated by corruption  Where quick money is better than hardwork Where there is no reasoning Where fear grips everyone's mind Into that hell of misery we are, but pushing our children... 

Hello again! I seem to be returning again and again to strafe my thoughts on you every time! Blogging indeed has helped me in expressing my voice; much better than I can ever say the same things to anyone! Well, as I am sitting here on the dining table and checking my mails, the newly added family members are checking me out continually! And that gives me an urge to write about them here. Lucky to have been born and brought up in a family who values all living beings. I have seen pets around right from the time of birth. I remember we had dogs. Dogs had been our loyal pets since like, ever! Dogs being so attuned to human behavior, never fail to be the perfect companion whenever required! But apart from dogs, we also had pigeons, cats, duck, parrot, cows and fish. Of course not all at the same time, but something or the other at some point of time. I remember having a pigeon who was wonderful. She would literally be following us everywhere around the house but never walk or fly out

I can imagine you being tired sitting there, The vacant rooms that you do stare ; Now that the kids are grown  And to far off lands, that they have flown.. From school too, that you are now retired All the education and manners that in your veins are wired! But now life is opening its wings for you, Still what future holds no one has a clue. With Dad being around Whose queen you are crowned; For you, he would always be there To laugh and cry and all emotions to share. Don't worry about the rest Just enjoy how you had been blessed. I'm the daughter in law And I know, I'm not that parallel you draw! But heres me wishing you all, What you make of it, is but your call!!

Pedophilia is a psychiatric disorder in which an adult person experiences sexual attraction to prepubescent children! Kids attain puberty by the age of 10. So anyone who is at least 16 years of age and the kid is at least five years younger, then the so called attraction is medically diagnosed as pedophilia. Coming to terms of the word, a kid that age can be anything but sexually attractive! They could be charming, talented, inquisitive, rude, naughty, but not mentally prepared to have any sort of sexual encounter. And this disorder is an offence! Although science offers a word to it and maintains that its a mental illness, but seriously, can it be really considered so? I mean, you see a kid, 5 years of age, and you feel sexually attracted to the kid to such an extent that you rape him/her? I cannot see any disorder in that. I feel that person is morally sick! The kid no doubt appears to be an easy victim to satisfy the insatiable desires of one. The child would in most cases

Hazrat Khwaja Moinuddin Chishty Dargah of  Sufi saint at Ajmer, Rajasthan, India is renowned not only amongst the Muslim community but also the other religious communities!  It is said that people who visit Ajmer Sharif and pray with pure faith and loyalty at his Dargah will  free their soul. Hazrat Khawaja Moinuddin Hasan Chishti is also known by different names as Khawaja Gharib Nawaz, “Sultan-Ul-Hind”, Khwaja Baba, Khwaja Gharib Nawaz Ajmeri, Khwaja Sahib, Khwaja Saheb, Khwaja Ajmeri Saint Moinuddin Chishty. This Dargah has several tombs, buildings, Daalaans and courtyards are of  Mughal architecture. As for me, I always have this thing for religious places. I love visiting places of worship - be it temples, Churches, Mosque, or anything. My believe is simple, there is only one God, whatever we name it, wherever we look for him! Having heard of Ajmer Dargah so much and having done my share of research on it, I was desperately waiting for my turn to visit it! And like its said &

The mighty Mughal empire which spread its wings throughout almost the whole of India, could never lay a finger in the pure soil of Asom! In 1615, Mughals first attacked Asom. Mughals had always been guided by an urge of political supremacy and geographical expansion of their kingdom. That urge had led them to conquering almost every state in India! The greedy Mughals were also attracted to the abundant natural resources in Asom. The very prosperous Kingdom of Kamrup in the lower valley of Brahmaputra, which also saw a plethora of elephants and flora and fauna entranced the Mughals! By hook or by crook, they wanted to capture this fascinating place. But, it was not to be so! The battle of Xoraighat(Soraighat) in 1671 is deemed as the most furious battle of powers between the Mughals and the mighty Lachit BorPhukan. Lachit Borphukan was a legend. Hadn't been he and his love for the soil, Mughals would have laid their blood strewn feet in Asom. Hell no! He didn't allow. Lac

Well, so now I'm sitting here on our living room couch and watching a movie. How thankful I'm that I'm still with my family members. Thankful that I was discharged from the hospital and deemed not serious any more! Rewind 10 days. One Saturday, we wanted to go swimming. We were all so obsessed with the new earned interest that we didnt  care that we just had had lunch! After around mere half an hour, we were in the pool. Playing and swimming, enjoying the family time. The dip in the cold pool water, splashing water on each other, giggles and laughter, stretching and dipping, fun it was for us. All of a sudden i felt some pain in my left chest. I assumed it was because of swimming after lunch. I just chilled by the side of the pool. When i felt better, i swam couple of lengths again. But then I realized something was not right. So I just walked out. Assuming it was out of indigestion i took some medicines and thought it would dissipate on its own. However it was not to

Having a kid is a blessing. Everyone  wants a baby. But raising one is quite a task. We, the mothers often forget to take care of ourselves. Somewhere in the process of looking after our family and home, we tend to forget ourselves.  As days roll on to months and months to years, we become more and more occupied and our self time diminishes to almost nothing. We keep toiling hard for our family. We keep working even when we are having a fever or worse, a heart disease.  It is the same with me too. I am the one who wakes up first person in the morning. I prepare the food for the family, pickup the toys, arrange the house to make it look and feel like a home, until its time for my kid and spouse to wake up. Then I become the alarm clock and start singing "Good morning" as though I'm the best singer in the whole world! The days rolls on and as it almost ends at night, when everyone retires to bed, my work doesn't seem to end!  Mommy, my finger hurts!  W