Quotes and Thoughts

  Now, you all must be wondering why I wished "Happy Dads' Day" instead of "Happy Father's Day", well the reason is the quote above, "Any Man can be a father but it takes a special man to be a DAD". We all appreciate our mothers for the amazing things they do but the most under-appreciated member of our household is probably, our dad. It is not that they are under-appreciated, but rather the lack of realisation we have towards them. They are always present but we always focus on their absence, they have a secret way of showing their love, yet we focus on the criticisms they give us. While our mothers stand next to us in our fight, our dad is the shield to protect us from the harm. They are the ones who teach us to dream big and work for it. We always fail to appreciate our fathers, while we all can say all the emotional things to our mother, we fail to express it properly with our dad. Yes, our dad yells at us, but have we ever seen the regret they

The other day, a friend sent me a reel in which the person said, " The world has become such a place that, one can say, I wanna be a lawyer, a doctor, an architect, but not 'I want to be a great mother' when of all the jobs it is one of the toughest. " This statement has become known as a feminist statement. A person not wanting to be a mother and have a family is, a feminist, while the true reason to have the whole movement was that, every woman irrespective of what she chooses to be in life, should be recognized as an equal member of the society. It is about giving the same opportunity and recognition. Amidst all that, somehow it has become about being aggressively competitive with men, trying to fight all, being greater than men, and  not being able to say that I want to be the best mother. When all it was ever about, was equal space irrespective of gender. A woman who says " I want to be the best mother ", is conceived to be weak or fragile, when actual

Hello people! Yes, the Procrastinator of the Century is back. I have not stopped writing, there simply wasn't enough time to write everything I felt. However, today I am writing this because, while I was speaking to my childhood friend, a family member, ( I know you are smiling, now climb down cloud 9 ), there were quite a few things I realized.  You know when we were kids, we used to go near the window of our friend and yell " Tu khelne aa rahi hai kya? ", in that peak voice, with that scorching sun over our head. Everyone used to play cricket or were forced to play and after a game, you used to go with your friends to that nearby shop and buy a Rs. 2 worth of Pepsi, which held memories of a lifetime. After going home, you used to get the taunt " Pura din niche hee raho! Upar aayi hee kyu? ". No matter what day of summer vacations, your eyes used to open at 9 am, so that after eating breakfast and drinking milk, you could go down and spend time with those frien

  Ok! I retook a long break AGAIN! Without prior intimation AGAIN! Hear me out? Ok! So in these past 6 months, a lot has happened, and I mean A LOT! Some were small, some were big, some were amazing, and some were life-changing . (This blog is more of a diary entry than a blog) There were results, marriages, 18th birthdays and most of all, moving out of the place I have been living for the past 18 years. Yes! You read it right, I moved out of my hometown, my comfort place- Mumbai; in fact, at this very moment, I am writing my blog from my new home- Hyderabad. It was not easy, but I guess it was worth it. Let me tell you, all of this happened in one week. The calculations of packing, travelling, and meeting loved ones happened in a week. It was not until my birthday that I realised I was ACTUALLY moving out. It was not easy. There were phases where all I wanted to do was to run out of this place. There were sleepless nights, sad mornings and low-energy days; after all, I was in an area

  Let's just correct this statement - "Dreams come true in Mumbai", I say "Mumbai is made of dreams." The thing is, I recently watched the new series "Modern Love in Mumbai" and that is when it hit me that, I am so lucky to be living in Mumbai.  If a person survives here, they can survive ANYWHERE! And I mean it.  Mumbaikars wake up at " Platform kramank teen var aaleli local Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj Terminus laa janari 4 vajatachi dheemi local aahe " (The train arrived on platform number 3 is the 04:00 am slow local train to CSMT.) This is Mumbai.  The city is fast and always works by the clock. From the way people eat to the way they live is what defines Mumbai. Yes, some people might call it crowded, busy or even rushed, but Mumbai still stands to be one of the best cities in World .  In Mumbai even a hawker can become an actor and even the top businessman can become a local, that is how this city works. No matter who you are? Even if y

  'Unity in diversity' a very common phrase with desperate need of being followed. During our school years the first chapter we ever learned was about, appreciating every single community. In fact as a kid we never even knew the different caste and communities in our own country, all we knew was to enjoy with the person who liked the same cartoon or the same food item. The difference we made was based on these choices. As a kid, we HATED 'karela' (bitter gourd) and did all sorts of drama to not have a single bite of it and the ones who liked it had to face a lot of judgement for their awful taste buds (no offence to people who like karela)... In fact I did that drama just yesterday. When we finally started to understand the things around, we started realizing the existence of various communities around us and tried to make differences based on the same.  But why? I mean why do we have to judge and group people based on the communities they belong to? Why can't we si