As an organization, we impart a lot of training programs. As a trainer, I have always encouraged people to ask questions. I believed that there are no wrong questions, just wrong answers. Questions by their very nature are right and will always lead us to learn new things. Since the last few weeks, I have been forced to think differently. A very common question that well meaning aunties have been constantly posting to me is – How much milk does Yog drink? (Yog is my two month old son). Whenever faced with this question, I am at a complete loss of words. Here’s why –  1. I have never tried…

I am blessed to have a 1 month old in my arms and as you may have guessed. most blogs going forward, for some time at least, will be based on inspirations provided by him. So here goes – Most of our waking time together is spent feeding and being fed. As a mother, it took me precious days and weeks to figure out his feeding patterns and simple cues he gives to communicate with me. Once he is hungry he starts by licking his lips, followed by hand in his mouth, then turning his head from side to side in search of milk and the final cue (for the Mom…

I once had a house in a small village, It had windows all around Some opened on lake side, some on parks and tree tops I used to sit by these windows and soak in the small miracles of life abound Watch the sun go down or smile at the treasures the children found As I became richer, I moved to a big house in the city  It had many more windows, each draped in silken hue Sunlight danced behind these and street noises remained hidden from view I kept looking at the windows but couldnt see past the drapes new Slowly the sounds faded, the children grew The smiles were…