Life

There is truth in the "Law Of Attraction" !!  Oh well, I am not really talking about the ones that make your hormones go awry but about the way each one of us attracts events, people and situations in our lives. Will save the one on "hormones" for the next blog! . To illustrate a few examples My children (one six months and the other 20 months) were unwell and I was at my wits end managing the tiny tots who hadn't eaten in two days.  I was tired too. Home remedies (courtesy wisdom from the elders) showed gradual results but the fatigued mother in me wanted quick fixes.  The mandatory visit to the doctor and the obligatory "dakshina" seemed to be the guaranteed way. I shared this conversation with a friend and he told me - that this was all in my mind and I could well ensure that my child recovered without the "mandatory" visit to the doctor.  I argued and insisted he prove it to me.  That marked the beginning ...

Soul Mates A few years ago at a personal transformation workshop, I did an exercise called the Circle of Life. We were asked to depict the circle of our lives.  My circle was a happy one with not much hierarchy. Very simply put, my circle depicted just about 7-8 people who made my life meaningful. When I was told that my circle was quite small and I do not let people into my life easily. I rebelled and said stuff that a non believer would say. I said that I was a very friendly person and got along easily with several people in all spheres of life. Yes, my phone book is filled with numbers and I cannot even tell you how many groups on whats app I belong to. A picture updated on facebook leads to a flood of hundreds of likes and comments! Of course I like to think that I am popular and people "love"me.  Few alumni meetings were called, and I did not respond to the invites nor did I attend those gatherings. It caught me thinking and wondering,why di...

A few years ago at a personal transformation workshop, I did an exercise called the Circle of Life. We were asked to depict the circle of our lives.  My circle was a happy one with not much hierarchy. Very simply put, my circle depicted just about 7-8 people who made my life meaningful. When I was told that my circle was quite small and I do not let people into my life easily. I rebelled and said stuff that a non believer would say. I said that I was a very friendly person and got along easily with several people in all spheres of life. Yes, my phone book is filled with numbers and I cannot even tell you how many groups on whats app I belong to. A picture updated on facebook leads to a flood of hundreds of likes and comments! Of course I like to think that I am popular and people "love"me.  Few alumni meetings were called, and I did not respond to the invites nor did I attend those gatherings. It caught me thinking and wondering,why did I not feel enthusia...

It was a friend’s wedding and as much as Namit hated crowds, this was an event that he could not avoid. All dressed up in his traditional Coorgi avatar he grudgingly went to the venue. Racked with boredom he set out looking for company. Spotting a bevy of youngsters he stood around watching them. That was when he spotted Pari,  looking bedecked yet restrained in her finery. Laughing with the group, she yet seemed like she did not belong there. Charmed by the vibe he picked up, he walked up to the group. A closer glance revealed a dark slender alluring beauty with a spiraled fuzzy mane. Surrounded by a bunch of friends , the dolled up tom boyish girl had an aura about her that awed him. He walked closer, fumbling for words. That’s not how you eat, come on let me teach you the right way to eat”! Startled Pari looked at the bulky stranger and wondered why he was giving her tips on eating well! Polite that she was, she heard his tips on the right way to eat a multip...

I had the opportunity to experience 'Holi" yesterday.  The thought of being drenched in colours and water does not appeal to the grown up me! Am not really someone who enjoys Holi .  However the maternal instinct in me wanted the children to enjoy and experience the merriment. When I heard about a Holi celebration being planned at their skating rink, I was also excited. Well prepared with old towels, spare clothes for the kids, pichkaaris and few colors for the kids to play with, we set off to the rink and rushed the kids in to play;). The plan was to be a bystander and watch the fun. The riot of colour at the venue and the joy in everyone's face was priceless. I was happy to be an observer, passing comments and giggling away with a soul connect, when out of the blue, I felt myself being serenaded, by a blast of colour and tons of water!!  OMG!! I did not want to play and I thought everyone knew that!!  The spirit of Holi is once you are dunked, you ...

I came across this today “Sometimes, reaching out and taking someone's hand is the beginning of a journey. At other times, it is allowing another to take yours.”  ―  Vera Nazarian   Such a simple looking statement with collosal meaning within it... Sharing a few of my thoughts I rarely allow another to take my hand (Literally and metaphorically of course!) There are others that I trust and my blind faith in them allows me to let go and be held in different ways and spaces by that person Some of these people are my parents, spouse, soul connects and many a time my children, and it is with these people that I feel completely at ease about just being who and what I am... Reaching out and taking charge comes to me very naturally. It is about feeling and being powerful and the center of attention, of being the one who can hold things and emotions together even in the most vulnerable state. I find myself in a state of contentment when I am the one who is t...

The Vasans household was abuzz with activity. In truth it was Meera who was quite busy hustling around in preparation for the guest who was to arrive. Siddharth was to arrive in two days and the house was in a mess. Shravan( her son) had exams and Rangan (her husband)was inundated with work from his office. The Raman’s were all excited. Their son was all set to land in India and stay at their closest friends home for a while. The Vasans and the Ramans had not met in two decades. But the bond of friendship remained quite strong. Meera meanwhile finished with all her chores and started to sip her evening tea with the morning newspaper! Oh yes with her schedule, even sipping tea was a luxury, it was mostly gulping down food, water and anything edible before she could get to the next task at hand. She travelled back in time, reminiscing some of her fond memories that both the families had spent together. Siddharth was then just a sweet little toddler who called her “maami...