Wrapping Up 2020

The much touted 2020 is in the books, and it’s been one of a kind. This New Year’s Eve is different, and a quiet one for most of us. So, I decided to sit back and contemplate. The onset of a New Year, and 2020 marking another new decade was much awaited with new hopes, beginnings, learning, travel, you name it. Little did anyone anticipate that most of the resolutions, travel plans and social life shall get parked for the rest of the year. Yes, we all took raincheck for almost everything. As the year proceeded I shifted my focus into things I have loved forever but couldn’t dedicate much time to like more reading, more music, trying to learn a new language, going on a nature walk to name few. But hang on, there’s more. I decided to explore no equipment workouts and yoga. That sure gave me the opportunity to brag about my small victories with the yoga poses, those not being my forte until now. Halfway down the year I got requested by two good friends across the country to be a virtual music and language coach. I had gotten busy shaking hands with more meaningful time. I continued to carve time out for my friends and dear ones, checking in on them, sharing laughter over virtual hangouts. And here I am, wrapping a year up with a heart full of gratitude, and hope. Together across the globe, we have learnt and adapted so much this year. We have evolved. Let’s get more laughter, empathy, peace, love and hope trending this New Year. 


The Wonderwoman


I am talking about her. She is, not perhaps and certainly, the most priceless creation on earth. She is a daughter, sister, friend, a woman and wife. But she proudly calls herself a mother. Despite the fact that she could be addressed as any one of the above, she proudly identifies herself as mother. After attaining motherhood, her life revolves round her children until she breathes. Was just wondering how a mother, never keeps a track of her sleepless nights but certainly notices if her child gets sufficient sleep. 
Several sleepless nights for a mother begin when
-she communicates with the baby in her womb

-the baby keeps awake after birth
She doesn’t care about her sleepless nights and its after effects and the baby is all grown up in course of time.
Gradually, her focus shifts towards the education of the newly grown youngster, a mother is more concerned than her child. She wishes her child does well in his career.So, here comes another set of her sleepless nights preparing midnight snack or a health drink while his or her career shapes up.
Alongside comes the socializing days of the youngster. A mother happily sips her midnight coffee, either engulfed in a book or taking a night stroll in the porch. Well, after long and tiring days, who would want to keep awake over cuppa joe? A mother certainly would. All she wants to ensure is her grown up child is back home safe.
The mother endows her children with best of her wishes as she gets promoted to a mother-in-law and eventually a grandmother. She happily executes her duties towards her children and grandchildren without any demand or expectations and remains a constant source of their emotional support. No matter how far she physically is, she leaves everything behind and runs for her child if situation necessitates the same. She always has time and patience for everyone’s emotional outbursts, mistakes, rudeness or ignorance.
But does she really have someone who would hear her as a woman or mother? Did she ever find a friend in her spouse or children? If not yet, it is time a mother gets unselfish love, respect, support and friendship from her children. Let us not forget that she has brought us in this world and performed her duties and beyond. 
But despite everything she did and still does,
Her concern is often mistaken as her interference. 
Her unselfish and undying love is often taken advantage of. 
Her sleepless nights are often ignored as, “I did not tell you to keep awake, did I?”
Her loneliness is often labelled as a natural phenomenon while aging.
 A mother is the woman who sacrifices her most wonderful years of youth for her family, buries her own dreams somewhere deep inside and eventually forgets if she ever had dreamt for herself. She dreams through her children’s eyes, who may, or may not, realize her worth. 
So let us all get together and give this wonder woman a standing ovation. Let us thank and show God our endless gratitude for creating mothers. But more importantly, it is time we get started being a child worth a mother’s undying love and let us not forget to thank her for who she is.
Wishing each and every mother across the globe A Very Happy Mother’s Day !      🙂

Acknowledgement Matters

I recently received a call from an old friend who managed to seize few hours from her hectic schedule and unwind over the phone. No thanks to her not-so-fancy-but-a real turnoff  daily routine that rarely would let us talk or even catch up online. And given the fact that this time the hiatus from our interaction was quite long, we left no stone unturned to prove the proven equation that states


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As we neared wrapping up the conversation, she spoke about something that touched. Actually if I recall the conversation that lasted a little more past sixty minutes, I must say I re-realized the importance of an easy word of immense importance – acknowledgement.

Now before I go ahead, allow me to introduce this friend of mine who is undoubtedly a versatile and rare talent. She is an


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and hardworking finance professional, an


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She does not cook so often. But she is really good when she does.And hence, a


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But above all, she is a great, great friend and human being.


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And now, this friend of mine barely can steal some time for herself and her hobbies. But  as we went ahead with our long chat, I realized it is not really time that keeps her off her interests but the motivation to do so. When we discussed how talented she always has been, she said that was once upon a time. I tried to figure out what made her feel so.And when I insisted that she should pay little attention to herself and her talent, she immediately agreed. That did suffice for me to realize that something she really misses is being genuinely acknowledged.

We love to see ourselves, our family, friends, and acquaintances  or just anyone we know, smiling and relaxed. Don’t we? I think it is not that difficult a task if we remember to acknowledge. It does matter and make a difference. We are all human beings who love to loved. Acknowledgement is inexpensive. But it has that feel good factor that acts as a powerful motivational tool that matters more than an expensive gift. Whether at job, or amidst friends or family, every individual  likes to get noticed.

For instance:

1) It is common for a watchman (in offices, restaurants, etc) to salute everyone  everyday.But how about the watchman being greeted in return? That would definitely make his day because uncommon is priceless. 

2) How about appreciating a student for his/ her art and craft and ignoring his/ her not-so-strong mathematics?

Well, it matters! Even if an individual is aware of his/her talent, it means a lot when someone else appreciates him/her. It is a priceless power booster. So,let us go ahead and just


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Dear Mom,


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Despite our daily hours of conversation, here I am- writing to you.You are a mother and you have the gifted instinct of knowing me (your child) better than I do. But here are certain things that I feel, I know and I am sure of. Those certain things that I never uttered to you.

Remember how I use to flaunt my themed scrapbooks amidst my friends and they wondered if they could ever own one? those vibrant scrapbooks and their themes were your brainchild. They were undoubtedly the best. …..didn’t you ever feel you could have used your artistic skills to reach out the world beyond your children’s ?

And until I was old enough to explore the shopping malls and designer stores independently (and even after I could), you designed and stitched me those fabulous dresses that earned me compliments from all over. At that moment, I felt like Miss Universe (in my world).You even did my bridal veil that caught everyone’s eye ….didn’t you ever feel designing for the celebrities could have been an option for you?

When you chose to accompany me to the mall (that remains open all 7 days a week) and choose my outfit for my high school farewell party that wasn’t due until another thirty days……..didn’t you realize that was the last day of your favorite art exhibition and you won’t get to attend that until next year?

But you happily chose to be our (we are two sisters) mother over and above everything. You ensured we never miss our classes for music and swimming. You loved reading but spent hours to choose books for us to develop our reading habits.

I wasn’t just anyone but your not-so-girly daughter who never cared  to pick up any kind of make-up ideas. But you got me one of the best make-up artists for my wedding and turned everyone speechless when they saw me as the bride.

I am grown enough and married now. But you still find ways to know if I am eating too much (like I always did), keeping awake until late (and reading  like I always did). And yes! your son-in-law (who is also my husband), does update me each time you call him up to find if  I am still homesick and whether I remain quite if (and when) I miss everyone including you.

Remember the elderly relative (from my in-laws’ extended family) who stayed with us for a fortnight sometimes back? She said she didn’t feel like leaving and is definitely going to meet the mother of that daughter , with whom she had a wonderful time. Yes, I am certainly the most proud daughter on this earth.

I am writing to you to express those certain things I know, I feel, but can never speak. I did these sketches for you despite the fact that a kindergarten student would draw anyway better than I can.

I can only wish to, but cannot be what you are.

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Just wanted to tell you and everyone (who knows me and who does not), that even today, you hold my hand with equal care…..just like you did when I was a toddler.

I love you.


Strawberry Smoothie

At times,I feel like creating something by myself .Last Friday,I wanted to do something with the dessert.I needed an inspiration and fortunately my husband did it.He wanted to have some kind of strawberry dessert.I had a deadline to prepare that as we had to get-set-go for Video Chat with my family.Here is what I created.I am also adding my click of the smoothie.Have a lovely week ahead.


1)Fresh Strawberries (1 pound)

2)Domino Sugar (to taste)

3)Milk (8 tsp)

4)Vanilla Essence (3-4 drops)

5)Low Fat Yogurt  (Cream can be used instead but I watch the calorie count occasionally)

6)Crumbled cookie (of own choice)…I used Chips Ahoy


1)Slice the strawberries and paste them in a food processor.I preferred strawberries with its goodness and roughage and hence did not that want a liquid state.

2) Add sugar and milk,vanilla essence with the strawberries and spin the processor for another 30 seconds until frothy.

3)Take that off in a dessert glass (or a glass of own choice which is available).

4)Garnish with Yogurt.Refrigerate for about 30-40 mins before serving(depending on how cold you want that).

5)Just before serving,top up with the crumbled cookies for that crunch and add lots of love to for that extra taste and smoothness.

NOTE : Do not top up with the crumbled cookie before refrigerating as that would turn the cookies soggy.Image