Hi there! As promised to myself i will start posting my "Happy Days" posts which will help me find happiness in everyday mundane things of life. Happiness is so essential to maintain equilibrium of life. Let me start my 'today'. Today is the first day of the week. We usually tend to dislike Monday for the obvious reasons. The weekend which we always patiently wait for rushes too soon. That extra minute of sleep, or the lazy brunch is suddenly taken away by Monday. Rude, right? Me too feel at times. As my alarm dutifully does its duty, i somehow try to convince myself i can spend a few more minutes with my snuggly blanket. But, time is the greatest hammer and i rush out of the day to start my day.
It was still dark when i woke up. The curtains still tried to hide the external lights. I gently run my curtains towards the end of the window. Its still cloudy. As i keep wondering will it be a cloudy day, i try to finish my chores. Monday wasn't looking exciting. But the day had other plans, as the sun pushing through the clouds. The sun was peeping and within minutes the sun was out with its full radiance. Wow, what a great way to kickstart my day.
Today the sun indeed brought a big smile to my lips. I was moving with extra energy and smile. Smile, which is so necessary to keep everything moving. Well, let me finish my remaining work while the sun is still shining. I hope everyone has a nice shining day.....
Some memories don't fade with distance. Some homes remain within us long after we leave them. And some thoughts wait years before they find their words. This is a little space for those words. — Tanushree
Monday, September 19, 2016
Thursday, September 15, 2016
Back from Hiatus
Its been five months of sabbatical and i am going through roller coaster in my life. While trying to pick up broken pieces and join them for better functioning if not smooth, i have learnt so many valuable lessons which only time or life could teach me. Oh yes, no complaints only lessons. Lessons of lifetime which which no search engine or text books can provide. Its so funny when in school we could skip a chapter thinking that it is tough for us or during exams skip a question thinking there are other questions which could fetch us equal marks. Certainly not in the text book of life. It makes sure we go through all the chapters and some chapters are so tethering yet those lessons are never forgotten. Simple, profound and everlasting lessons learnt.
In tiring times we all look for optimism. Its something which gets us going. In my dark days i was rummaging all across the internet trying to read any blog posted on optimism. I read many articles where people take up everyday challenge to be happy, to find one reason to be happy everyday. Happiness in anything and everything. From fresh grocery of fruits and vegetables to the changing weather, every small change was mentioned in their posts which made them smile through their rough days. Now that i have managed to push my problems and enjoy the sun before winter steps in, i am also toying with the idea of 'happy me' series. A series where i try to jot down my happy moment of the day. A small try to be happy even when the sun refuses to shine. To smile, to cheer and remind me and my family that being happy is infectious. Lets get affected and spread it. Cheers to the weekend........
In tiring times we all look for optimism. Its something which gets us going. In my dark days i was rummaging all across the internet trying to read any blog posted on optimism. I read many articles where people take up everyday challenge to be happy, to find one reason to be happy everyday. Happiness in anything and everything. From fresh grocery of fruits and vegetables to the changing weather, every small change was mentioned in their posts which made them smile through their rough days. Now that i have managed to push my problems and enjoy the sun before winter steps in, i am also toying with the idea of 'happy me' series. A series where i try to jot down my happy moment of the day. A small try to be happy even when the sun refuses to shine. To smile, to cheer and remind me and my family that being happy is infectious. Lets get affected and spread it. Cheers to the weekend........
Friday, March 18, 2016
Welcome 2016
The New Year has long back rolled in and the third month of the year is about to end. Lots of changes have taken place in this happening place called world where we live. If we break down further our address, it will be planet-earth-continent-country-state-town-community-street to finally house number. In that small or big houses we live making our own world; a world of varied levels of emotions.
For the last three months, even i have been in my own world where i have been through a roller coster of emotions. My world appeared so confusing that stepping out and facing the 'real world' seemed a task. Everything seemed to be a metaphor trying to explain me some inherent underlying meaning which i couldn't decipher. The winters added more to the confusion and laziness. With the leaves visibly invisible, the world seemed to be lifeless until the spring stepped in to restore my faith in nature. The migratory birds are slowly flying in, early morning they chirpily wake us up. The local store is currently carrying the medley of fresh color of flowers. All in all giving us hint that spring has silently stepped in. The heavy weight jackets have taken their back seats and oh boy, what a joy!
I also seem to have come out of my shell. The last few months have been quite tough from the emotional front. It has taught me so many lessons on patience and the importance of trust and i have been an equally a patient student. While my learning still continues everyday, i am yet to master any lesson. But my yearning and my appetite to learn wont sop. It will perhaps help me to grow like those spring blooms kept at the store which i watch everyday while on my way. They silently make me smile and set a milestone for me that i have to keep moving without stagnating if have to bloom like them. My life should somehow spread lingering fragrance in the lives of the people i know and meet.
Life hasn't always been kind to me and i am not complaining either. Its almost like walking on tight rope where every moment there is chance of faltering but its worth taking risk, without which there would be no fun. But yes, learning doesn't stop!
For the last three months, even i have been in my own world where i have been through a roller coster of emotions. My world appeared so confusing that stepping out and facing the 'real world' seemed a task. Everything seemed to be a metaphor trying to explain me some inherent underlying meaning which i couldn't decipher. The winters added more to the confusion and laziness. With the leaves visibly invisible, the world seemed to be lifeless until the spring stepped in to restore my faith in nature. The migratory birds are slowly flying in, early morning they chirpily wake us up. The local store is currently carrying the medley of fresh color of flowers. All in all giving us hint that spring has silently stepped in. The heavy weight jackets have taken their back seats and oh boy, what a joy!
I also seem to have come out of my shell. The last few months have been quite tough from the emotional front. It has taught me so many lessons on patience and the importance of trust and i have been an equally a patient student. While my learning still continues everyday, i am yet to master any lesson. But my yearning and my appetite to learn wont sop. It will perhaps help me to grow like those spring blooms kept at the store which i watch everyday while on my way. They silently make me smile and set a milestone for me that i have to keep moving without stagnating if have to bloom like them. My life should somehow spread lingering fragrance in the lives of the people i know and meet.
Life hasn't always been kind to me and i am not complaining either. Its almost like walking on tight rope where every moment there is chance of faltering but its worth taking risk, without which there would be no fun. But yes, learning doesn't stop!
Wednesday, December 9, 2015
Season of sharing
Its the season of giving and forgiving. Giving unconditional love while the world is bleeding, comforting the souls who have lost their loved ones, giving a hand to the ones who have fallen preys against the dogmas of society. Forgiving, well thats something which doesn't come easily no matter which season of year or life it is. It is almost an art which needs constant honing and practice, but certainly not impossible.
Its lights, candles and festive season where the cakes look rich bathed in scrumptious flavors, lights adorn the barren trees, wine and soup provide the extra comfort, and a tight hug mellows down the thickest bitterness. Winters are always special to me even though adding layers are not always fun. There is a lot of unrest all over the world, yet above all we need to find one single reason everyday to keep our spirits and march towards the journey of life. Hope keeps us moving and faith keeps us united with the positive spirits.
A little girl whom i met today at the railway station was pestering her dad to buy her the soft toy and candy which another kid held in her hand. She insisted that she wants a similar toy as a Christmas present, to which her misty eyed father says 'Dear, perhaps Santa will get for us!' Smilingly i thought, this perhaps hope. Giving hope isn't always easy, but it certainly has a lasting effect on the person's mind.
In this season of happiness lets try to spread the cheer, share the cake, ease the pain and make a genuine effort to try to bring a smile on at least on one persons face. I am sure the season of joy will be twofold. Enjoy the season and spread the cheer! Goodbye 2015 and welcome 2016
[Image from internet]
Its lights, candles and festive season where the cakes look rich bathed in scrumptious flavors, lights adorn the barren trees, wine and soup provide the extra comfort, and a tight hug mellows down the thickest bitterness. Winters are always special to me even though adding layers are not always fun. There is a lot of unrest all over the world, yet above all we need to find one single reason everyday to keep our spirits and march towards the journey of life. Hope keeps us moving and faith keeps us united with the positive spirits.
A little girl whom i met today at the railway station was pestering her dad to buy her the soft toy and candy which another kid held in her hand. She insisted that she wants a similar toy as a Christmas present, to which her misty eyed father says 'Dear, perhaps Santa will get for us!' Smilingly i thought, this perhaps hope. Giving hope isn't always easy, but it certainly has a lasting effect on the person's mind.
In this season of happiness lets try to spread the cheer, share the cake, ease the pain and make a genuine effort to try to bring a smile on at least on one persons face. I am sure the season of joy will be twofold. Enjoy the season and spread the cheer! Goodbye 2015 and welcome 2016
[Image from internet]
Tuesday, October 13, 2015
Durga Puja
Its a sun crisped day. The weather on this part of the globe is a bit sharp here. The bright sun may surprise you anytime with a mild shower or a cloudy overcast sky, leaving you wondering about the tentativeness of the weather. I went for a walk, carrying my lightweight jacket. Before stepping out its a sort of norm here, to check the weather report if there are any chances of rain, but of course like any other man made device this too can be a part of technical inaccuracy. I reluctantly carry my umbrella, but change my mind once i step out of the elevator and further the front door.
My grocery is low, so needs a quick refill to sustain the remaining weekdays. No fancy dishes, but i need adequate amount of veggies and fruits till the weekend ushers in. A quick look around and i see the trees have almost shed their leaves and preparing for themselves for the cruel winters. The leaves have beautifully changed their colors into warm orange and yellow and the crispy sun rays adds a zing to the color. It is that time of the year when my hometown is gearing up the grandest festival 'Durga Puja'. While i walk the pavement to reach the grocery store, my mind quickly travels to my hometown which these days is soaked in the festive season to welcome the goddess. Ah, nostalgic! A sweet baby girl quickly breaks into a smile reminding me of my days in my hometown, the pure bliss of enjoying those festive days. Tons of memories!
I reached my grocery store but somehow my list of my purchases changed. I am looking for the ingredients to make an offering to the goddess. Can i make those heavenly delicious dishes that are still served on those festive days? I may not but i can surely try. My plumps with joy when my eyes sieve through the shelves and can locate a few of them. I call my mother and ask her to share one or dishes which require minimal cooking yet are loaded with happiness. I grab those and walk to my home. I do not know if i can replicate those dishes even by an inch, but my heart has already started beating fast. I miss the festive season, but let me try to make my table a bit more colorful, add a bit of joy, a dash of warmth and fill my mind and heart with memories, for a few years later, these memories and writings will bring so much joy and comfort to me. Happy Durgoutsav to all who are celebrating in any part of the globe. May the goddess of empowerment destroy the evil in us and bring joy and peace in each one of our lives.
Image courtesy: internet
My grocery is low, so needs a quick refill to sustain the remaining weekdays. No fancy dishes, but i need adequate amount of veggies and fruits till the weekend ushers in. A quick look around and i see the trees have almost shed their leaves and preparing for themselves for the cruel winters. The leaves have beautifully changed their colors into warm orange and yellow and the crispy sun rays adds a zing to the color. It is that time of the year when my hometown is gearing up the grandest festival 'Durga Puja'. While i walk the pavement to reach the grocery store, my mind quickly travels to my hometown which these days is soaked in the festive season to welcome the goddess. Ah, nostalgic! A sweet baby girl quickly breaks into a smile reminding me of my days in my hometown, the pure bliss of enjoying those festive days. Tons of memories!
I reached my grocery store but somehow my list of my purchases changed. I am looking for the ingredients to make an offering to the goddess. Can i make those heavenly delicious dishes that are still served on those festive days? I may not but i can surely try. My plumps with joy when my eyes sieve through the shelves and can locate a few of them. I call my mother and ask her to share one or dishes which require minimal cooking yet are loaded with happiness. I grab those and walk to my home. I do not know if i can replicate those dishes even by an inch, but my heart has already started beating fast. I miss the festive season, but let me try to make my table a bit more colorful, add a bit of joy, a dash of warmth and fill my mind and heart with memories, for a few years later, these memories and writings will bring so much joy and comfort to me. Happy Durgoutsav to all who are celebrating in any part of the globe. May the goddess of empowerment destroy the evil in us and bring joy and peace in each one of our lives.
Image courtesy: internet
Tuesday, July 14, 2015
Summer time
Summers are here with a bang. Flowers are in full bloom , the tress are wearing their best green outfit. Markets are flooded with luscious mangoes, sweet and sour litchi, jackfruit and the best watermelons. Its the shakes, juices, mock tails, sorbet and of course ice cream time. Kids wearing their swim wear are splashing the waters while the mercury is rising. The skate boards are running smoothly without tumbling over those ice blocks. All in all a happy picture.
Deep down the heart, my heart has carefully preserved so many childhood summer memories. Those memories always add warmth to my heart and add a spark to my eyes. Most of us will agree that childhood memories are simply the best, but not all of us fortunate to enjoy our childhood. Childhood is a free pass to enjoy the best of life. Love, friendship, pranks, soaking in the festivities of life. Life, free from the shackles of promises and compromises; life, where we not into the debt of happiness. Its a simple life of happiness when we do not understand the deeper meaning, only to realize it a few years later.
Children who are bonded by labor, forced into unwanted circumstances are robbed off their childhood. For them childhood is just an age, which they feel trapped into. They want to break that age shackle and step into the 'adult' world which is far more complex and insensitive. Insensitive, towards what they went through and insensitive to their needs. Some children in some part of the world craving for two morsels while some rubbing their soles of their shoes to make it to the school. The torn bags which can no longer hold the burden of books are tied by a thread or by a safety pin to keep things together. Blessed are those children who can still go to school.
Indeed childhood is the most precious part of our life cycle. As i jostle my pots and pans to make something for my lunch, i come near the window to grab my phone. The world outside is running and rushing, making me wonder am i walking too slow or have i stagnated? Well, its an open ended question to myself while i leave a picture for you to ponder. Hello, i took this picture myself and NOT a borrowed one :)
Deep down the heart, my heart has carefully preserved so many childhood summer memories. Those memories always add warmth to my heart and add a spark to my eyes. Most of us will agree that childhood memories are simply the best, but not all of us fortunate to enjoy our childhood. Childhood is a free pass to enjoy the best of life. Love, friendship, pranks, soaking in the festivities of life. Life, free from the shackles of promises and compromises; life, where we not into the debt of happiness. Its a simple life of happiness when we do not understand the deeper meaning, only to realize it a few years later.
Children who are bonded by labor, forced into unwanted circumstances are robbed off their childhood. For them childhood is just an age, which they feel trapped into. They want to break that age shackle and step into the 'adult' world which is far more complex and insensitive. Insensitive, towards what they went through and insensitive to their needs. Some children in some part of the world craving for two morsels while some rubbing their soles of their shoes to make it to the school. The torn bags which can no longer hold the burden of books are tied by a thread or by a safety pin to keep things together. Blessed are those children who can still go to school.
Indeed childhood is the most precious part of our life cycle. As i jostle my pots and pans to make something for my lunch, i come near the window to grab my phone. The world outside is running and rushing, making me wonder am i walking too slow or have i stagnated? Well, its an open ended question to myself while i leave a picture for you to ponder. Hello, i took this picture myself and NOT a borrowed one :)
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
Subho Noboborsho 2015
Subho Noboborsho again people. Even though there is not much to describe in details about the festival as i have discussed in one of my earlier posts, but i can certainly wish people in the occasion. A new year of promises, and wishing each other prosperity and good health. Good health is so important especially with the mounting insurance rates and the luscious genetically modified foods that we consume everyday. Jokes apart food is so important part of our daily life and festivals means gorging on them.
Om Ganeshay a namah. Yes, Noboborsho festival begins with the prayers for Lord Ganesh for a blissful year ahead. Seeking blessings from the elders and if lucky get a pair of new clothes, though not mandatory. Lunch is usually a grand affair in most of the households though there are some who do not even get a morsel on that day. Its a fact where some tables are ladened with spread some of them just dream of a meal that day. In fact we need more reality checks than reality shows these days. I know my thoughts cannot change or end world hunger or poverty but sparing a thought and sharing a bit of our happiness with the less fortunate ones can surely make this world a better place.
Well, well, well coming to Noboborsho back again, i am yet to decide the menu. The fridge is well stocked with vegetables and meat but deciding the menu is always an uphill task to me. Good wishes to you all and may you enjoy every bit of your life with smile and good health.
Om Ganeshay a namah. Yes, Noboborsho festival begins with the prayers for Lord Ganesh for a blissful year ahead. Seeking blessings from the elders and if lucky get a pair of new clothes, though not mandatory. Lunch is usually a grand affair in most of the households though there are some who do not even get a morsel on that day. Its a fact where some tables are ladened with spread some of them just dream of a meal that day. In fact we need more reality checks than reality shows these days. I know my thoughts cannot change or end world hunger or poverty but sparing a thought and sharing a bit of our happiness with the less fortunate ones can surely make this world a better place.
Well, well, well coming to Noboborsho back again, i am yet to decide the menu. The fridge is well stocked with vegetables and meat but deciding the menu is always an uphill task to me. Good wishes to you all and may you enjoy every bit of your life with smile and good health.
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