Togetherness can no more be taken for granted. Every moment has to be carefully put away to be pulled out later to savoured. And Zephyr is busy collecting those moments during this interlude. So please don’t go away, she will be right back, break ke baad!
Radio jingles of nearly half a century ago are still hummable and many have even successfully been adapted for TV.
Traditions, customs, social institutions and even faith are the grounding factors in a person’s life. Bereft of them, a person can flounder, especially in times of crises.
In any democratic process the cons are as important as the pros for an idea to gain currency and acceptance.
Slums are the biggest and cheapest vote banks. Minority, caste, regional or the intellectual vote banks come at a price, often a steep one. A slum dweller on the other hand will take a thousand rupees or less and/or a bottle of booze to press the button on the EVM.
“As an expression, ‘donning different hats’ is a great one, but when I think about roles we take up in life, I feel ‘wearing different shoes’ is actually a better analogy.” A heartfelt tribute to a mother from her daughter.
The L&M saw how hassled I was and decided to pitch in with other things without being told — like cleaning the house. I made the tactical blunder of telling him not ask me where to put what and use his discretion while doing it.
We soar so high and so fast that we fail to see the hand that is holding us from falling and the other one that puts us into orbit.
The word Rights is perhaps the most abused one these days with everyone demanding theirs without sparing a thought to those whose rights they are impinging upon.
When we return a hurt for a hurt, it only multiplies the pain. Where one person had been hurt before, now two are hurting. And both are miserable. There is no enduring satisfaction in inflicting a hurt or seeing someone suffer.
It has been a while since I picked up a tag. But this one was a perfect anniversary gift for my blog that has given me so much joy and a lot of friends.
I was nothing like the superwoman of the ads. I usually came home as if the cat had disgustedly dragged me in, before flopping like an imperfect jelly on the bed. If the family was lucky, they would get the previous week’s left-overs. By bedtime I would be sufficiently rejuvenated to scream and yell at the children to change into their bedclothes and brush their teeth, or else…
The human child requires nourishment and nurturing longer than other animal species. And unlike animal mothers, which push their offspring away towards independence pretty early, human parents, mothers in particular, are reluctant to do so till they are well into adolescence and sometimes even till later. They also try to hold on just a little longer emotionally to their children, especially the boys.
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