Thursday, May 10, 2018

Happy Mother's Day 2018

Hola, 2017 disappeared and 2018 is flying fast. Hold on, I have been trying to run equally faster but 2017 just slipped away. Well, i tried to galvanize it in many ways. I gave birth and as the altruism of life we not only give birth but get a new life in the form of 'mother'. It's a generic word and can be explained very perspicuously but the weight of the word can felt with time. It's a feeling. I am not going deep but every time i look into my child's eyes i ponder how exactly my mother felt years ago while raising her children.

A cursory glance at my childhood pictures takes me many moons back. I certainly do not remember all the occasions when those pictures were taken. Back in those days we did not have much access to cameras and studios but the idea of clicking and saving moments was always a hit. I have a special liking about a photo where me and my sibling were trying hard not to look at the photographer in the studio but at our father, who was trying to make us smile with his antics. Wearing a neat frock stitched by my mother that picture still holds a very special place in my heart till date.

Now while raising my children i realize that mothers are sustenance of our lives. We outgrow every possible thing but we never outgrow mother's love. Each day is a lesson of gratitude  to my mother. The suzerainty with which a mother protects her children can never be judged but only applauded. Yes, i do it in my own way every day while trying to raise them.

Dear Mom, even though its been years that you are done with raising your children, still i feel i am still running around you. Clad in saree you ran around to make us do our daily activities yet the child in us always wanted to get naughtier and mischievous. Years later when i am raising my own, i truly feel your knees must have hurt or your toes must have felt sore but you never expressed. Probably when we slept you could properly breathe. The food you painstakingly prepared each time was not always appreciated yet gulped down but now have to wait for the calendars to change years to meet and have the food exclusively prepared by you. Now when my toasts get burnt or the vegetables remain uncooked at times i feel the pinch. Motherhood isn't a doleful experience but a gamut of experiences which time teaches so efficiently. I pine for everything my children complain about. Perhaps as a sequel of my childhood.

Mom, i couldn't be everything whatever you dreamt of. When you were raising me you must have knitted thousands of dreams which i am totally unaware of till date but the only dream i have today is to raise them good. A mind with good thoughts which makes them great human.

My children,  every year the handmade card i receive is so precious that i want to share with world and say Yes, motherhood pays back. Mom, if you could feel what i feel right now then we both could laugh holding our tea cups and saying "Motherhood is rewarding, but not easy".

Thursday, October 6, 2016

Happy Day 9

The week has been soooo long. Oh my my! viral fever along with lots of accompaniments visited me and made sure that i do not pay attention to anything else. Crawling from bed, every joint of my body crippling with pain had created havoc in my life. But slowly i regained strength to be happy to be grateful to get a grip over my life.

The sun is on a vacation mode and clouds are playing all across the sky. My day of idleness also came to an end i am back to my usual work, yes, but with happiness. It did rain as well this morning, so extra hour of sleep? Nah, cannot put my brain into another lackadaisical day.

My refrigerator is screaming for replenishments and so i hurriedly visited the local grocery store to get my vegetables and fruits. I am quite  fruits and veggie eater and to an extent disciplined as well. Even though gym always doesn't sound exciting me, yet i go out for my regular walks. Walking just refreshes my mind, of course, weather permitting. Working out inside the gym, watching the screen in front or listening to music makes me feel a tad isolated. On the contrary walking gives me a sense of freedom. I try to use the most of summer time, enjoying the nature and yes loads of vitamin D to sail me through the winter months.

Being a Bong myself i have an exciting event coming up in my calendar as 'Durga Puja' and i am immensely happy about it. This weekend will be busy for me and i am so happy thinking about it. I may not find time to jot it down but i will try to soak in the festival as much as i can. This week is all about planning and preparations. The clouds are trying to make me sluggish. But i will rise above those idle thoughts, and with extra ecstasy for the Goddess comes once in a year. Well, i am certainly happy about that....

Wednesday, September 28, 2016

Happy Day 8

It's again a windswept day. Tough winds are almost sweeping away the leaves from the trees. Stepping out from home with a pullover is brawny. The season of fall. Speaking of fall season, it's not just the fall season outside. Fall can can be inside the homes as well. On a lighter note, i had a small fall just this morning in my room. As i swiftly woke up to my alarm thinking i am late i tumbled and had a 'fall'. Ouch!!!

My first fall of the season. But thankfully no injuries. My sleep dissolved almost immediately. Smilingly i woke up, brushed and convinced myself that the world is still in it place even it did try to shake me. I went ahead to make my fall special coffee. Sipping my coffee i tried to make my plan for the day. My car needed a wash, grocery was low. I ignored my groceries this weekend. My laundry needs to be folded. Goodness too much for a day. With the winds blowing strongly outside i somehow started feeling lazy.

I succumbed to my laziness and decided to skip going outside. Instead i folded my clothes, made a nice warm soup for myself, took a nice shower and read my favorite book. I was lucky to chat with a friend of mine with whom i hadn't spoken in quite a while. I was checking my emails when my friend propitiously was online and we chatted for sometime. Living on different time zones took some toll and we promised to touch base again soon.

My soup and breadsticks sailed me thorough today. I am sanguine that i will refill my pantry tomorrow. A relaxing day was indeed a 'Happy Day' for me today....

Tuesday, September 27, 2016

Happy Day 7

The weather is changing rapidly. I have almost packed my summer clothes in separate vacuum bags to keep my sanity when i need them next summers. It's a typical autumn morning. It's a breezy morning with the sun playing peek-a-boo. The leaves are finding it hard to remain with the trees. The roads are strewn with dried leaves.

A drive in the neighborhood and people can be seen cleaning the dried leaves, packing them int he brown bags and leaving them for the trash trucks to carry them away. For me the season of fall makes me so, so nostalgic. It's that time of the year when we wait for Goddess Durga to arrive. After a yearlong wait it's time to celebrate her homecoming and what more can be a joyous occasion for a Bengali wherever he/she may reside. The approaching festive season, the preparations that goes into it takes me back to my growing years. Every year around this time i almost go back to my childhood. The memories give me such warmth. These have always been Happy Days of my life and still bring happiness whenever i close my eyes and think about them. Such is the effectiveness of the memories that it makes time lapse and takes back to the cherished times.

The morning has been quite a tidal of memories. But i am certainly not complaining. Let me embrace those memories, enjoy my refreshing salad lunch and get back to my work mode. Of course happily....

Monday, September 26, 2016

Happy Day 6

Happy week starts again. Hi there, hope you all had a relaxing weekend. It may not have been exciting but i hope you all were to ease off some stress and prepare for the next week. Stress is almost indissoluble part of our lives these days. It's almost entwined in our minds that we need a vacation to make a discontinuity for a few days.

My weekend wasn't stressful but frenetic for sure. My wardrobe looked like a war zone with all the piled up clothes which needed segregation for washing or sorting. With the weather changing haltingly, i am confused with my choice of clothes. The mornings are balmy with the day pushing to warm and to return to windy evenings. Along with my messed up wardrobe, my kitchen needed a wash. I dare not say about my bath tub for it needs a scrubbing too. So this weekend my focus was on these two spheres. Lot of work means lot of food and what better way than takeouts. I satiated my cravings this weekend. Dishes which are painstakingly difficult to make and time consuming never see the day the daylight in my kitchen. They are like some distant dreams to me. I got a chance to order and dig into them.

The weekend was mostly about food and cleaning. Cleaning not only refreshes the house but also gives a feeling of atonement. I feel more stimulated to face another week with more fervency and handle days with a smile so that I can keep adding more and more Happy Days in my life....

Friday, September 23, 2016

Happy Day 5

The weekend starts on a cloudy note once again. I sleepily wake up to my dutiful alarm. The tiredness from yesterday is yet to wear out. I get a message from one of my cousins that one of close Uncles isn't really doing well. This makes me a tad sad. Living thousand of miles away from close friends and relatives i cannot rush and meet him. Suddenly my mind is flooded with childhood thoughts. How we used to be pampered by him from time to time. Time has created so much distance that it cannot be covered in a jiffy. My morning coffee somehow didn't taste good today. May be my mixed emotions got mixed with the coffee.

Life is so strange. We always dwell in our past or future. When we were young we thought that growing up is the gateway to all freedom and act as per our  accordance. With time it turned out to be myth. Freedom gave separation with memories being the sole link. Memories are so comforting. I am perhaps making the same mistake, thinking about my past. I cannot bring the times that i spent with my Uncle, but i can certainly pray for his health. May he live a healthy life. I wish i can go and meet him at the earliest.

It's Friday once again and i will try catch up with loads of pending work. But in between i will not forget to be happy and find happiness in every act of mine. Every act is momentary but creates memories, so why make bad ones. With a note that everyone finds their happiness, lets enjoy the weekend and meet once again on Monday. Cheers!!!!

Thursday, September 22, 2016

Happy Day 4

It's officially the first day of fall. Yes, the leaves are changing their colors. From shiny green to red, yellow, orange. The trees look resplendent. But dear summers you will be missed. It will be a long wait before we meet again. The night get longer and the days shorter. So, my sleep time increases.

It's been a long tiring day. Too much of adventure in a single day. The cloudy day started and kept rushing with work pouring from all sides. My dinner is getting ready while I jot these lines. The kitchen is smelling aromatic with the spices and the veggies. My rice cooker is doing its job and saving my time. My feet look quite sore tacitly asking me to call it a day. Well, happiness of the day would all the assigned tasks have been completed. I am ready to take another day tomorrow. Oh yes, tomorrow is Friday. I will work with extra enthusiasm. Till we meet again, be happy....