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Children & COVID-19 pandemic- How to talk to and comfort your kids!
These are unprecedented times and seem like the pandemic movies coming alive. As much as we may want to wake up and realize this was all just a nightmare, we can’t just wish it away. What we can do is control our reactions to the situation not only for fighting the calamity together but also because there are little humans at home who are confused, scared and are looking up at us. This is not what we ever wished for our children, to be witness to times like these but now that we are here, we need to remember to take care of their mental health too! KEEP THE FACTS…
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#CelebrateSuper- The undauntable spirit of Delhi!
I asked my soul: What is Delhi? She replied: The world is the body and Delhi its life! -Mirza Ghalib That is Delhi for everyone who is in the city, whether to settle there for good or on a short stop in the sojourn of their lives. Delhi has a life of its own, a unique entity that engulfs and accepts everyone who enters. For those out of Delhi, Delhi is polluted, congested and a terrible place to live in. Ask those who live there- Delhi has given them everything. There is nowhere else they would rather be! The city of Delhi is unique in its contradictions and overwhelms…
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Every breath you take. Home Interiors- The inside story!
There are broadly two kinds of people in this world- the realists and the idealists but who defines realism and idealism?  This is a story of two such women, friends once but drifted apart by the waves of time. I could tell you their real names but then I might risk recognition so I will just call them Rhea and Ida. Here goes: Entering the lavish spread of her drawing room, Rhea let out a sigh of relief. ”Home sweet home. Welcome to my humble abode Ida.” Rhea turned towards the lady accompanying her. Ida smiled,”It is beautiful!” she genuinely complimented. Rhea was used to appreciation of her artistically designed and…
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The silent battle-Why I now react less and talk lesser!
There was a time when hardly anything could keep me quiet. I just loved to talk, whether chatting with my friends or dishing out a sweet yet sarcastic remark to someone who dared fling a taunt my way in a verbal battle. The very same ability to articulate without any hesitation or deliberation helped me win a great many debate and declamation contests in school. but then, that was school. Thereafter, life happened! As of today, I sit and listen to discussions but do not want to opine even when my heart is vehemently opposing the thought being discussed. The rising intolerance and self-centrism make us think that what we…
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A magical way to ensure healthy hands in school children
I still remember the road slowly metamorphose from concrete to mud, the dust my car disturbed from the ground into the air, the little children running barefoot after my car and inquisitive glances that greeted me as I pulled up in front of the village school. It was some years ago but the memory is etched in my mind as if it were just yesterday that I was in rural service and went to visit village schools for camps and awareness talks. It was an overwhelming experience every time I visited a village school. Childhood had a different face there. The innocence, the smiles were the same but the twinkle…
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Beg….to differ! Life under an overbridge.
We think life happens in years, months or days but actually life happens in moments, those fleeting ones that come and pass, barely giving us time to comprehend. We are so busy fretting over our yesterdays and worrying about our tomorrows that the little flickers of today fail to gain our attention. It is only at time when we pause and look that we really observe. Only when we stop and observe, we actually see life…as it passes by! Every morning, I rush through the routine of getting ready, eating breakfast and leaving for work. The busy roads and reckless traffic ensure that my eyes are glued to the road…
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Misconceptions about conception- #InfertilityNotATaboo!
Luck favoured me and I conceived the very first month we tried. It never occurred to me that it had anything to do with the friend who suddenly disappeared into oblivion and stopped responding. What I had labelled as indifference was actually a feeling of void, a sense of inadequacy that she had felt. I came to know of it years later when we chanced upon each other at a cafetaria. I had been so busy handling diapers and bottles and tantrums that I hardly noticed her absence. Â A hearty talk over coffee made me realise that every post and picture that I shared only added to her misery and…
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Do looks really matter?
I vividly remember that when I was in second or third grade, I was parading around in the new skirt that my parents had bought me and even boasted of it in front of my neighbour, a girl who was about ten years elder to me. She gave a meek smile and said,’Wear whatever..there are not many years left. Then you will also be forced to wear salwar kameez.’ I was surprised at her words, for my cousins her age still wore skirts. I belong to a liberal and broad minded family and never faced gender discrimination or judgment at home but the world is not as considerate. When I…
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Social media, communication & tolerance!
We were all very enthusiastic about the launch of social media. First Orkut and then Facebook made it incredibly easy to locate long-lost friends and re-invent the bond of friendship. It was amazing to be able to share pictures over the internet and be able to see what the little girl who studied with you once had turned into as a young woman or to what your cousin who lives in another country(and seldom visits) looks like. It was almost a revolution that converted a social platform into a million-dollar industry. The world was no longer too big to stay in touch! To add to the connectivity, came devices known…
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Indian soldier-the unsung hero!
image source Like a dream catcher that keeps the nightmares away while you peacefully dream He forgoes sleep, one too many nights. You swoon over and idolise the heroes on screen who pout and pose But seldom acknowledge the one who really fights. Amongst the cheers and din of festivals you celebrate with friends and family Is the silence of the loneliness he braves. The politicians stand up to criticize, to deliver false hopes, garner praise and argue endlessly While he takes no credit for lives he saves. When disaster looms its head or things go out of control, you summon him He happily obliges when duty calls. But the…
