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The O.G. Fairy Tale-chapter two!
Moving on further in our journey as the better halves of the men-in-uniform,let me begin from where I left off… The inevitable ageing! Yes,we all age with time and cannot do anything about it except fret. Similarly, the moment you get married to an Indian army officer,you instantly grow at least a decade old(at least it feels so) -You meet a senior officer and his family and are suddenly happy to see his daughter who seems almost your age. You flash your teeth and say ‘hi!’ only to be hit back by ‘Good evening aunty!’ You look behind your shoulder and the reality strikes you- yes,you are the aunty! For…
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The Olive Green Fairy Tale! Chapter One
A 21-gun salute to all damsels who have slipped on the ring or are about to tie the nuptial knot with an Indian Army officer! Trust me,it takes guts. It is a very different world and someone stepping into it,especially from the so-called ‘civilian’ society can expect the shock of one’s life. Right here, I want to tell that I AM AN ARMY WIFE TOO(a proud one) and all I am trying to say here is that….you know,like that advertisement of tomato ketchup…. IT’S DIFFERENT! When I got married,I was clueless and I really wish someone gave me a few pointers as to what…
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The Martyr
Today’s post is dedicated to a very dear friend of mine who went ahead and got a drastically short hair cut despite my pleading not to. No doubt that the new cut really suits her but her long hair did too…and they were well,really long! So here goes…..Your crowning glory that once was, a chance to behold it now, none will get. What rested on your scalp once, that cascade of black will never descend. How could you give it up like this? After all, it had been your companion since long. You disowned what was so faithfully yours. Did it ever selfishly leave you alone? At least shed a…
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Tear!
Drop of water trickling down, from mourning eyes to thirsty lips. Washing the pale cheek it comes, and down on barren earth it drips. Drop of water trickling down, from eager eyes to smiling lips. Caressing a rosy cheek it comes, and down on a loving hand it drips. A drop so same,yet so different, expresses my joy,reflects my sorrow. An everlasting companion, mine alone,today and tomorrow! Have you ever wondered how important and significant tears are in our life? Yes,most probably you haven’t. We all begin our life with a cry that enables the lungs to open up and expand,thereby enabling us to breathe. We do not shed tears…
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Be more!
As parents,we all love to show off our kids to others. On a birthday party a couple of days ago, a family friend asked my five year old daughter,’What do you want to be when you grow up?’ ‘A chef and a doctor.’ My daughter promptly replied. He seemed amused and tried to correct her.’You have to decide and be one. You can’t do both.’ ‘But why. I want to be both.’ The man had no answer. She looked at me and I beamed with pride. MY DAUGHTER HAD JUST STUMPED AN ADULT WITH A QUESTION HE HAD NO ANSWER TO. How many times have you heard someone in your…
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The solitary saunter begins!
The solitary saunter begins! I am new to the complex art of blogging and christening my blog with a name felt more arduous than naming my own child. Then came the next big question-what should the first post be about? The genesis…the commencement…the starting point. I went crazy searching the internet and came across many dos and do nots that only added to the confusion. I shall not begin by introducing myself or what I do…I hope my posts will let you know the person I am.
