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How do I know I am the Universe
They say, I am not the mind, I am not the body They say, I am the soul I am the Universe I am the God Itself But how do I know when I have not seen God ever I have not even seen the whole Universe How do I know what they say is true I see me as me I see them as them I see the ant I see the leaf I see the sun, the land, the clouds, the unlimited expanse It is not me It is outside of me How can it be me How can I be all of it I love someone I…
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Being a Parent is a Big Responsibility
We know that we create our own life one step at a time, one choice at a time. It is not only the big choices like which career to pick or whom to marry which define us. But more so, the little choices like submitting our assignments on time or sharing our pocket money with someone in need that define us more. These everyday little choices define our character, who we are and how we operate. I have always been more or less carefree about my choices for my life. At the bottom of my heart, I know I have the wherewithal in me to see my choices through. But…
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Ladies Coach
Yog and me took a few long Metro rides in Delhi recently. Somewhere during one such ride, there was an announcement on the intercom, warning men not to enter the Ladies Coach. Yog wanted to know, “Mama, why is there a ladies coach in the train?” “If any lady who is travelling alone, without any male member, feels unsafe, she can choose to ride in the Ladies coach.” was my reply. Yog instantly put his next question, “So where is the Male coach?” I had never thought about this so I just shrugged my shoulders indicating that such a thing did not exist. This prompted Yog to dig deeper, “But,…
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My Favorite Person is …
I was gifted these beautiful flowers by my most favorite person in the whole wide world. I am so thrilled to set these beauties on my dining table and walk by them to soak in their fragrance. Each time I see them, I am reminded of the abundance of love in my life and my heart fills with gratitude. To talk about this favorite person of mine – She is beautiful, talented, compassionate and very bright! She always has my back and I can always count on her whenever I am in need. She is my best cheerleader and my biggest critic. She always challenges me to do better and…
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Running for President
I came across a post warning parents against sharing stories about their children on the internet. The post suggested that while parents find sharing updates about their children cute and funny, such posts might become a cause of embarrassment for their children in their later years. Since I blog about Yog all the time, this post caught my attention and I really wanted to know more. According to the author of the post, one should do this final test before one posts anything about their child online. The test being, ask yourself, “In the future, how is this post going to effect the Presidential Campaign of your child?” As soon…
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My Biggest Fight is within Me
Human life is like waves. We peak, we crest, we fall. We go flat for some time, until the time we start to peak again, riding high on a new relationship, a new project or simply a new reward. With each new rising, we forget the last fall. We spread our wings expecting to keep flying higher and higher, expecting to keep receiving, expecting to be the best out of all. This is when we crest and we fall. While the rise is slow, steady and heady, the fall happens in an instant crash. Depending on how high we rose with the wave, the crash is pretty much equivalent, breaking…
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Nani House
Yesterday, on my way down in the society elevator, I met a young boy and a girl. Boy must have been around 10 and the girl around 6. Boy was carrying two large bags full of eatables and the girl was managing a small trolley bag. They had an air of excitement and adventure that comes at the start of a new journey. I casually remarked, “Exams are over, eh!”. The boy nodded silently, trying not to engage in conversation with a stranger. I continued, “Going to Nani house for the holidays. ” At this comment, the boys curiosity got better of him. He immediately asked, “How do you know?”…
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Papa Kehte Hain but Mummy Doesn’t Care
Thanks to music practice at school, Yog has been the humming the song “Papa Kehte Hain” for weeks now. Yog’s knowledge of Hindi is developing and my knowledge of Music has been and always will be limited. Both of us are aware of each others limitations so we try and provide more details to each other as and when necessary. Since Yog clearly loves the song, he wanted me to appreciate it more with him. So he started explaining me the background to the song. He told me it is a college farewell song where the Hero is saying “Papa kehte hain bada naam karega” meaning that the Hero’s father…
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Prayer
We pray to receive, to give, to change what we see is not right. Today, I received the vision to see that nothing was wrong in the first place. I am now in a position to give unconditional love. Such is the power of prayer. We receive what we asked for yet not in way we had thought we would.
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Goodness Wins Each Day
Project Gyan Jyot has helped me discover that Goodness exists all around us. Why don't we see it every day?
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