Thank God It's Friday

It’s Friday today and I’m basking in the knowledge of the freedom to do anything, spend the day my way. I’ve always felt the need to do something worthwhile in life but being a wife and a mother has always stopped me from achieving what I’ve always wanted to. But then, to fulfill my duties as a wife and mother also have been pretty satiating.

Many a times I’ve envied people for the freedom they have to switch jobs, or careers for the reason that I’ve always felt that I was cut-out for something else in life than where I am today but then this feeling was tossed when I saw there were so many people who were actually jealous of my life as well. A small family with a well behaved, decent daughter and a husband who’s very supportive. And that made me realize that one should value what one has in life rather than running after materialistic things, to which there’s no end.

Hence I’ve started revering in these small moments of happiness like this bright Friday morning. I plan to relax, go shopping, cook something special since cooking gives me immense pleasure, watch a movie or just spend time with family in front of the TV and enjoy these family time moments.

So, I’m going to the kitchen to cook a special breakfast and hope all you there would have a nice weekend too.

Love Smiled

He came, he saw

The pain, the shame,

He sensed the wound was raw;

He cared, he shared,

And then he charmed his flair.

Impossible escape that glare

That led to this despair;

But no, what if it’s no affair

I thought I ought to love

To give to one, to all maybe

this precious give of love.

To love is not to get it back

To love is just to love.

Bright and Beautiful

He tapped urgently, asked for my attention,

as I stood waiting for the signal to go green;

I searched his eyes, for signs of embarrassment,

or fear or shame or longing.

I looked into his eyes probing the depths

But just could find, a careless glance.

Reaching for my purse, my eyes didn’t

leave him even for a moment;

Placing the coins on his soiled hands

My motherly instincts let my hands reach for his cheeks

Halting fleetingly for a few seconds

Before reaching the grubby cheeks.

His eyes beamed a perky smile

And as if to return the kindness,

He cautioned me of some danger ahead

Which he knew from passersby.

I queried if he wasn’t scared of the impending danger?

He laughed a confident laughter

Pointing to his legs, told me they’ll carry him faster.

He left to join the others at the light,

And left me with his laughter in my ears.

I wished, his legs will sure take him fast

From this bleak, dark future,

To a more promising one,

A future bright and beautiful………………..

Zindigi zindadili ka naam hai, murda dil kya khaak jiya karte hain??


These lines from a famous Indian poet have always inspired me to go ahead in life, come what may. I remember very well how I have often shocked people with my switch-overs but then I have always believed in the grace of the Almighty, His guidance and my heart. Whenever I've felt I wasn't making a difference in the life of anyone around me, specially at my workplace, I've always moved on. Somehow too much of comfort and stability disturbs me to no ends. I believe in continuing to evolve as a better human or professional than before. I'm not one of those people who'd jump into cut-throat competition and do everything to gain recognition, I rather believe in "Slow and steady winning the race ultimately." The younger generation runnng for fame, success and monetary gains wouldn't agree with me I know but  I know from experience of always able to make a difference, be it in the family life, or at the professional front. I've always left a void in people's life, when I've walked further.


My students, some of whom are now married have always showed me their love and respect which proves that I may not have won accolades on-stage but behind the scenes I've made a lot of difference. I've touched lives, and that's what is enough for me, I've been blessed by the Almighty for having done so in abundance.