Dear Parents: Your kid might be a ‘Misfit’ and it’s OK! 

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Dear Parents,

You know what, what is our biggest fear? it’s the fact that at times people like us suffer from Identity crisis. We don’t know who we are, either we’re the ones who wear creative ideas on our sleeves or the ones who know number munching by the back of our hands.

I’ve suffered an identity disorder like this since childhood. I loved science but scored the highest in literature. I knew physics theorems by heart but still carried a sketchbook and color pencils in bag and drew random doodles. A confused kid as I was, I took up engineering only to teach  Othello to an English honors student and help her pass the exam. No, I’m not saying that I was some super talented idiot or I was not doing well in my engineering subjects. I’m just telling you, I was a confused misfit and still I’m doing OK!

I studied as hard as I could but my heart always belonged to script writing and fine arts. I can tell you more about classical and folk music than any subject expert of that field.

I switched professions right after I completed my degree. My family and especially my parents had to face all sorts of questions over my decisions. Most of the people thought they were rash and stupid things that I was doing.
Even when I stepped into the business of Social Media Marketing, I realized this was a field dominated by journalism and communication graduates and you could find stereotyping at every nook and corner. People thought that an engineer was an outsider and we’re nothing but geeks who don’t have an iota of creativity.

Keep that story aside as to how I proved them wrong and build what I wanted, bit by bit. What I want to tell you is, your kid might be a misfit, an introvert, or a I-know-what-I-am-doing brat. Please learn to listen to them if you can’t  agree with them always. I’m not asking you to back off and let them do what they want always but try to at least understand the world they’re living in which is much different and evolved than yours.

Digital marketing didn’t existed 10 years back and let me tell you the amount of number munching and creativity it needs in equal measures, a faint heart will fall apart too early here. Had my parents been too conservative about the job I chose, I wouldn’t have been this happy all my life and writing this to you. They accepted that their kid wasn’t like others who would be happy in simply graduating with an MNC job and a monotonous life ahead. They put up with my early stages of constant trying and failing and then trying again, my workholic attitude, my unreasonable rudeness when at work and a lot more. They were OK if I came home too exhausted to even give them  a call. They endured it all and still kept encouraging.

Your kid is special, let him choose what he wants. Your job is to be vigilant enough to educate him about everything. I never ask kids to believe that, ‘marks don’t matter.’, Marks definitely matter and that’s the reality check every kid needs to have growing up but what you need to tell them is that marks in your favourite subjects are the ones that matter the most! If you love English, score well in it and it’s ok if you can barely pass mathematics. If you’re good at sports, then strive to be the best sportsman in the world. Whatever you do, wherever you go, do what you love and give it all and rest everything will fall in place.

There’s no glory in being a frustrated engineer stuck in a job you hate and there’s neither any greatness in being a creative director. The glory only lies in choosing what you love and killing it with success. You can’t compare a Sachin Tendulkar to a Mark Zuckerberg, they both have toiled enough to attain what they have and that’s all that matters. I know MBBS graduates going for MBAs simply because they don’t want to be doctors all their life and trust me, we find it pretty normal.
I was lucky enough to have a family that understood and accepted the ‘misfit’ kid. I hope that someday your kid also grows up to say the same.

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About The Author

An Engineer by degree, Digital Marketer by profession and a Blogger by passion, Udisha is an aspiring writer and a published poet. She has contributed on leading Indian and international defence forums. A born foodie, she has a keen interest in contemporary literature and cinema. She’s biased towards humans with intellect. Reach her on udisha0902@gmail.com


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It’s not a You Vs Us Battle: A Millennial’s Rant

I’m a 90s kid (not a kid but a grown up) and it hasn’t been long since I celebrated my 25th birthday. It’s been more than 3 years in the industry and I think I’ve been trying to work as hard as I could. My college juniors look up to me for some gyaan and free lunches, my parents still think I’m a underdog, my friends are more or less in the same boat, my employer is fine with my progress, clients are reasonable with ROIs I generate for them, my landlord is happy to have a quiet and disciplined tenant, my kaamwali is happy because I’m considerate enough to ask her for a cup of tea on a winter morning, passer-bys don’t notice me; may be an introvert like me doesn’t really needs to be noticed. I pay my bills from my own hard-earned money and sometimes do struggle to make ends meet.

Overall, I’m much like any normal human being on this planet but lately I’ve seen/read so many discussions about millennials that I really get a feeling of being ‘the new animal in the zoo’. At times I don’t understand why the older generations are so obsessed with stereotyping us? Why are we always projected as mindless high-school revolutionaries?

I do agree that we aren’t as experienced as you are but we do have a mind and understanding of our own. We do have a sense of responsibility towards our organisations, our society and towards the entire human race. We don’t beg for kindness from anybody, we work hard to carve our path, trust me it isn’t as easy as you think so. We understand, we are privileged in terms of getting access to today’s technology at a much younger age but not all of us can really afford shitty expensive gadgets.

We wear ideas on our sleeves instead of hearts. We do love the rush, the madness, the newness of places and people. All we ask for is an atmosphere that drives us crazy and compels us to be a better person than we were yesterday. We don’t work for your handsome CTCs or medical cover, we work to help you build a better organisation and fulfil a greater purpose. We look for your guidance not orders. We might sound incorrect at times but we aren’t wrong always, we simply carry different perspectives because we grew up in a much different world and are again building something that will be much more different. You might think that our world will be complex; no it will be much easier. We want to see a world where you get evaluated on the basis of your work not on what you wear to office or how many hours you spend working. We want to build a Do-it-yourself world instead of Do-it-for-me.

Stop judging us on how many dates we pick every weekend or how many months our relationships last. Your generation must have had its own crazy times; do we come asking for it? No!

As far as our loyalties as an employee is concerned, keep giving us innovative environment, we will keep serving you success stories but please stop overrating us! We aren’t celebs or politicians. Not all of us believe in being job-hoppers. We’re a much normal generation that carries all kinds of individuals, some will grow up to be billionaires, some will be their employees, some might just remain being NOTHING, much like in your generation.

So let’s bear with each other and build a better world!

Peace Out!

Udisha M.

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About The Author

An Engineer by degree, Digital Marketer by profession and a Blogger by passion, Udisha is an aspiring writer and a published poet. She has contributed on leading Indian and international defence forums. A born foodie, she has a keen interest in contemporary literature and cinema. She’s biased towards humans with intellect. Reach her on udisha0902@gmail.com


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Poverty is no barrier to one girl’s dream of becoming a doctor

Recently I met an inspiring student: 12-year-old Song Liza, who told me about her goal of becoming a doctor.

Her reasoning is simple: one, because the shortage of doctors in Cambodia means she would be able to get a good job; and two, because she wants to help people in her poor, remote community in this part of northeastern Cambodia.

Medical school is a long way off for Liza, but despite facing more challenges than many her age, she has laid out a series of goals that she knows she must achieve before she can put on that white coat.

It starts with access to education. For the first six years of Liza’s schooling that was easy enough – her primary school is in her community, so she was able to walk to classes. But that will change when she starts Grade 7 this year – lower secondary school – where children attend Grades 7-9 five kilometers away.

Getting to school, then, requires buying a bicycle, but given her family’s financial situation that is out of the question. Liza’s parents were unable to find work in Kratie province, where Liza lives with her grandmother, so they moved more than 600 kilometers south to Koh Kong province where they work for a fisherman.

Her parents don’t earn much – typically just enough to feed themselves and Liza’s two siblings, who live elsewhere while Liza lives with her grandmother, Lou Socheata. In a good month, her parents send money to them but it’s not much – and it’s certainly not enough for a bicycle.

But Liza knows there is always hope. Life for Lou Socheata and her husband improved when he was granted a tranche of agricultural and residential land under the Land Allocation for Social Development Project (LASED) in Sambok Chang Krang commune in Kratie province – a project that received financial support from the World Bank.

Socheata’s family was one of 4,640 families in five provinces – Kratie, Tbong Khmom, Kampong Speu, Kampong Chhnang and Kampong Thom – who received land and livelihood support under the project. Socheata’s husband received three hectares of agricultural land and a 40-meter by 30-meter plot of residential land. There is enough land to grow cassava and corn to feed them and their grandchildren.

But securing an education for Liza – as for many ambitious students from poor, rural areas – is a formidable challenge. Getting into university means passing the Grade 12 exam, and that means Liza will have to attend upper secondary school .

The upper secondary school is even further a Recently I met an inspiring student: 12-year-old Song Liza, who told me about her goal of becoming a doctor.

Her reasoning is simple: one, because the shortage of doctors in Cambodia means she would be able to get a good job; and two, because she wants to help people in her poor, remote community in this part of northeastern Cambodia.

Medical school is a long way off for Liza, but despite facing more challenges than many her age, she has laid out a series of goals that she knows she must achieve before she can put on that white coat.

It starts with access to education. For the first six years of Liza’s schooling that was easy enough – her primary school is in her community, so she was able to walk to classes. But that will change when she starts Grade 7 this year – lower secondary school – where children attend Grades 7-9 five kilometers away.

Getting to school, then, requires buying a bicycle, but given her family’s financial situation that is out of the question. Liza’s parents were unable to find work in Kratie province, where Liza lives with her grandmother, so they moved more than 600 kilometers south to Koh Kong province where they work for a fisherman.

Her parents don’t earn much – typically just enough to feed themselves and Liza’s two siblings, who live elsewhere while Liza lives with her grandmother, Lou Socheata. In a good month, her parents send money to them but it’s not much – and it’s certainly not enough for a bicycle.

But Liza knows there is always hope. Life for Lou Socheata and her husband improved when he was granted a tranche of agricultural and residential land under the Land Allocation for Social Development Project (LASED) in Sambok Chang Krang commune in Kratie province – a project that received financial support from the World Bank.

Socheata’s family was one of 4,640 families in five provinces – Kratie, Tbong Khmom, Kampong Speu, Kampong Chhnang and Kampong Thom – who received land and livelihood support under the project. Socheata’s husband received three hectares of agricultural land and a 40-meter by 30-meter plot of residential land. There is enough land to grow cassava and corn to feed them and their grandchildren.

But securing an education for Liza – as for many ambitious students from poor, rural areas – is a formidable challenge. Getting into university means passing the Grade 12 exam, and that means Liza will have to attend upper secondary school .

The upper secondary school is even further away from her village – 40 kilometers, which means a daily commute is impossible. Other parents in Liza’s village who send their children to upper secondary school need to pay $70 a month for their child to rent a room near the school. For Liza’s family, that would be out of the question.

Liza isn’t giving up hope: she dreams of getting a scholarship. At school, she gets advice from her teachers about the key subjects she must take.

“I’m going to focus on biology and chemistry when I start high school. I really want to be a doctor,” Liza says with a smile that radiates confidence and optimism.

Despite her family’s strained circumstances and their own lack of schooling, they’re well aware of how important education is, which is they why will do their best to make Liza’s dream come true. And if it can come true for Liza, then why not for millions more children? To Liza and her peers, good luck and we wish you every success.way from her village – 40 kilometers, which means a daily commute is impossible. Other parents in Liza’s village who send their children to upper secondary school need to pay $70 a month for their child to rent a room near the school. For Liza’s family, that would be out of the question.

Liza isn’t giving up hope: she dreams of getting a scholarship. At school, she gets advice from her teachers about the key subjects she must take.

“I’m going to focus on biology and chemistry when I start high school. I really want to be a doctor,” Liza says with a smile that radiates confidence and optimism.

Despite her family’s strained circumstances and their own lack of schooling, they’re well aware of how important education is, which is they why will do their best to make Liza’s dream come true. And if it can come true for Liza, then why not for millions more children? To Liza and her peers, good luck and we wish you every success.

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Maj. Arya’s Letter To Every Soldier In Kashmir

SOMEWHERE IN KASHMIR
Dear Soldier,
During the last few weeks Kashmir has seen choreographed bloodshed, at a scale not witnessed in the recent past. And you, my friend, are in the middle of a media firestorm. They say that you have not exercised adequate restraint. They sit in air-conditioned TV studios and claim that you are a killer.
Over 3000 of your brothers have been injured in the past one-month, some critically. Many have been martyred. No one knows about this because for those who disseminate news, the country is inconsequential and you are expendable.
And this is how they want you to die – unknown, unwept, unsung and unforgiven.
All throughout your training and your service, you were taught that the enemy is across the Line of Control. I am afraid that is no longer true. The LoC has shifted from Kashmir to Bangalore, Delhi, Hyderabad and Mumbai and to hundreds of towns and cities across India. That is where the new enemy is, our own fifth column.
This enemy does not use guns. He uses social media. He uses lies and half-truths to tarnish your image. He tells common Indians that you, the Indian soldier in Kashmir, are a rapist and a murderer. Are you flabbergasted and heartbroken? Welcome to the new war, my friend, a war without honor and rules of engagement.
The enemy knows that you are undefeatable and so he has decided to break your morale.
You ask me what is this “azaadi” that the Kashmiri separatists want? You say that they have their own flag, their own penal code and their own constitution. What more could anyone want? My friend, they want Kashmir to break away from India and merge with Pakistan. That’s why whenever there is a mob on the streets of Srinagar you will never see a Kashmiri flag. You will only see Pakistani flags and the flags of the Islamic State (ISIS). This is the new reality.
Kashmiriyat died the day the first Kashmiri Pandit was killed in the Valley.
Kashmiri separatists love “funeral politics.” Have you ever wondered why the protestors who are hurt during clashes die when they could have easily been saved? Because Pakistan trained terrorists stop the ambulance midway and don’t allow it to reach the hospital. When the injured person bleeds to death, there is a grand funeral the next day. A new martyr is created out of thin air.
Doctored and fake images of bleeding women and children with pellet wounds are being circulated on social media, and young, gullible Indians are being told, “Look, this is what your army does in Kashmir”.
I am afraid for you because I know your own death cannot break you, but the image of a bleeding 5-year-old child easily can. You are a father, too. They want to break your heart so that you lose the will to fight.
But there is hope. Millions of Indians who were dormant are waking up. They now know the truth. They were scattered earlier. They are uniting now and every day they grow stronger. They may not wear the uniform but they are soldiers in spirit. And when the time comes, they will stand with you till the very end. You are not alone.
Soon, the sun will complete its westward journey. It will soon be time to clean your AK 47, fill your magazines and prime four HE-36 hand grenades. Your company commander is waiting for you. He will give you your mission brief for tonight.
Intelligence sources from Brigade Headquarters have confirmation that there are 5 Lashkar-e-Toiba terrorists holed up in a single-storied house on the outskirts of Chowkibal, Kupawara. Your mission is to “neutralize” them.
It is 0300 hrs and a large Chinar tree close to the house is blocking the moonlight. This is the opening that you need. You will ask your buddies to quickly surround the house, blocking all exit routes.
As you stealthily move towards the house with four of your buddies, your rubber-soled boots ensure pin drop silence. You position yourself under a window near the main door, your AK’s fire selector switch now on “automatic” mode. The team’s number two takes out a HE-36 hand grenade and pulls out the pin and starts reverse counting. Five, four, three, two, one…the grenade is lobbed inside, followed by a loud explosion after 4 seconds. You kick the door open and storm the house.
There will be gunfire, smoke, screams and explosions. And then there will be the sweet stench of blood. Tonight, you will kill.
Good luck and happy hunting.
Major Gaurav Arya (Veteran)


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He Won An Olympic Medal and a Nobel Prize

As incredible it may sound Philip Noel-Baker, an athlete, statesman and advocate of international disarmament won the Olympic medal for 1500 mt. race in 1920. He strongly opposed the wars and served in an ambulance unit during the First World War. His unit was decorated with multiple medals and saved numerous lives. He was a professor of International Law and after that served as a Minister in Winston Churchill’s coalition during the Second World War.

He helped to draw the UN Charter and campaigned for peace and international disarmament life-long. He was awarded a nobel prize for peace in 1959. In an interview, he said, “War is a damnable, filthy thing and has destroyed civilization after civilization – that is the essence of my belief.”

Adding to his qualifications, he also wrote and recorded a popular song at the age of 91.

Team MagMug salutes the multi-faceted stalwart, a man who wrote history.


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You ain’t a Tourist; I ain’t a Traveler

 

Image source: www.hacklife.org
Image source: www.hacklife.org

This is not uncommon for us to find articles, blogs, quotes and pictures on the internet which make a comparison between a traveller and a tourist. There is no complication in defining the two words in different ways if they want. The origin of the word “Travel” is most likely lost to history, so all the definitions circulating today are mostly based on different perceptions. According to the Merriam Webster dictionary, the word comes from middle English word “Travelen” , which means to torment, labour, strive or journey and the earlier from an ancient French word “Travailler”, which means to work strenuously or toil.

Also, as per Oxford Dictionary, the word “travel” means “To make a journey, typically of some length”; word “Traveller” is defined as “A person who is travelling or who often travels”; and the word “Tourist” means “A person who is travelling or visiting a place for pleasure”. Based on their definitions alone, the two words “Traveller” and “Tourist” are pretty much the same. The only difference can be attributed to the frequency or the purpose of travel. But, the meaning of both these similar words have been modified quite effectively over the years majorly owing to the way these have been used and shared on the internet between the users.

In a gist, the contrast that I established based on the new definitions passing rounds on web was that Tourists love to travel with everything planned well in advance, be it destination, routes, mode of transport, stays, expenditure, food, people accompanying them on their tours and everything which they feel is needed. Whereas, Travellers are the ones who take off for unknown destinations (pre-dominantly alone) based on their instincts without much of a plan and see things as they come across to them. Those are the definitions I believe to be fair to quite an extent in today’s scenario.

I am listing a few quotes from some renowned people, which can regularly be spotted on the social media networks.

“Please be a traveller not a tourist. Try new things, meet new people and look beyond what is right in front of you. Those are the keys to understand this amazing world.” –Andrew Zimmern 

“Tourists don’t know where they have been; Travellers don’t know where they are going.” –Thomas Theroux

“The traveller sees what he sees; the tourist sees what he has come to see.” –G.K. Chesterton

“A good traveller has no fixed plans and is not intent on arriving.”- Lao Tzu

 

A post on the internet I came across also said:

“A tourist observes, sticks out, complains and is oblivious; while a traveller experiences, blends in, is curious and sensitive.”

You ain’t a Tourist; I ain’t a Traveler
You ain’t a Tourist; I ain’t a Traveler

There are endless quotes and pictures out there to promote travelling, which in almost all cases is someone’s personal opinion and which is great to have too. The not so great side is the way people have perceived it through these quotes and comparisons and how this difference is being portrayed all over the internet belittling the ones who plan their journeys in advance, The Tourists. Undoubtedly, planned travel can give you an equal amount of experiences and pleasure as an unplanned travel could, given you do the things the way you like them.

While travelling across India myself, I was all alone initially and I also did not plan my travel when I first left. But, there were months or days in between when I travelled with friends and family with the whole itinerary planned and ready. It pretty much kept on happening on and off during the whole year of my travel. That made me a traveller for a few months and a tourist for the others. I did not find anything inappropriate or undesirable in planning my trips once in a while. It is true that it takes a lot of time and efforts to plan (which has it’s own fun) and accomplish a trip that suits your taste. It is all worth it if it makes your trip as delightful, pleasurable and exciting at the end as you want it to be.

It’s irrational in my personal view to demean any of the two ways of travelling when in the end all that matter is the movement and experience we get out of it. Having the same idea, which is to see the world, I believe everybody has both a traveller and a tourist in them. If the new definitions are to be believed, I guess we need both of them while we move; it all depends on how you want to travel and who you want to be in that particular moment. The world is huge. Let us try both ways of seeing it.

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Stones Vs Pellets: Which Side Are You?

kashmir_stome_pelting_20100712.jpgA lot of discussion and debate has been done over the Kashmir issue, and I have always stayed quiet over it. But I got a few request saying as to why being an aspiring writer of Indian Military History, I haven’t yet let it out? Am I one of those ‘Bhakts’ who are supporting BJP or am I one of those ‘intellectuals’ who are supporting the Kashmiris.

Let me tell you, I am none. I am just a rational human who believes in supporting what is right after studying the cases well.

I heard people saying, ‘They are just throwing stones? Why pellets are being used on them?’

Then let’s consider this case, not long ago, ‘stone-pelting’ by mob was a capital punishment for accused in many parts of the world [even in India]. There used to be a pedestal and the mob was allowed to surround it with accused standing in the middle of it. They used to pelt stones at a brutal velocity and frequency. The one on pedestal used to run in all possible corners of the small area to find an inch where they could save themselves. But people being merciless kept pelting stones at an unarmed man or a group. They usually lost their vision, hurt their temple, got their private parts injured and a lot more serious injuries before they succumbed to a painful, merciless death. This practice was banned in most part of the world because it was inhuman, even the worst of criminals and terrorist didn’t deserve it.It was a strict violation of human rights.’ f70295c0906fa13efe0b3a2f369a-grande.jpg

Your security forces are getting to face this situation in Kashmir almost every now and then. They are surrounded by a brutal crowd and are heavily outnumbered. The crowd off-course of localites knows the nook and corner of their towns, surrounds the forces in a vicious circle and pelt stones on them. Not just this, many a times these men even use petrol bombs, tear gases and everything they can arrange for to hurt the security personnels. Even in this situation, the forces are asked to maintain, ‘maximum restrain’ and not fire until and unless the situation is ‘out-of-hand’. Do you know the definition of    ‘out-of-hand’? Most of the time it’s when the security men are on a verge of getting martyred in a protest which is a norm for the Kashmiris.

Have you ever thought of these men, as they too have family which cares for them. Try putting your own friend or a family member in place of that innocent jawan who has joined the defence forces thinking he will ‘serve’ the nation. He will live protecting you and me. Try thinking that what if he doesn’t fires a pellet or a tear gas to save himself and his men, what kind of painful death he will die?

srinagar_650_041715081117.jpgIf you say that pellets aren’t a solution then give me one. Sitting on a coffee table and discussing about this situation or applauding a journalist who is biased towards the Hurriyat to ensure her TRPs will bring out solutions? I don’t think so. Let me tell you, at times I don’t really care. You blame the current government and the security forces for being this oppressive. Then a quick reminder for you, Article 370 or AFSPA was not introduced by the present government in Kashmir, it’s the result of the ‘secular’ and ‘liberal’ leaders we had in past. And the situation now is so bad that gunshots need to be used no matter you like it or don’t.

You say killing of Burhan Wani was not judicial. What if a terrorist like Burhan Wani comes and points his AK47 on your forehead while you are vacationing in Kashmir? Should the security forces would have waited for a situation when Burhan Wani would have kidnapped some film star and killed him? May be that would have justified it, because in our country a film star can get away with murders but a soldier doing his duty can’t.

I am not saying every Kashmiri deserves to die but if they are perpetrating against our nation, they will get an answer. Indian Judiciary allows you to murder in self-defence. My forces have done that in the interest of the nation. I am sorry for the Kashmiri families who lost sons, brothers, husbands, fathers even if they were like Burhan Wani but I can’t see families mourning over the fact as to why they sent their sons, brothers, husband, fathers to guard a nation like that of us.

You think I am a ‘Bhakt’, yes I am a ‘Bhakt’ of truth. I don’t wear khadi and carry a jhola and comment on situations which are not in my control. I believe in being rational and supporting what is right. You want the pellets to stop, then stop the stone-pelting first. If they can’t, we can’t!

  • Udisha M.

    About The Author

    An Engineer by degree, Digital Marketer by profession and a Blogger by passion, Udisha is an aspiring writer and a published poet. She has contributed on leading Indian and international defence forums. A born foodie, she has a keen interest in contemporary literature and cinema. She’s biased towards humans with intellect. Reach her on udisha0902@gmail.com


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Premchand & Potter !! What’s in the Date?


“Differences of habit and language are nothing at all if our aims are identical and our hearts are open.” – J.K.Rowling  

“Like timidity, bravery is also contagious.” – Munshi Premchand 

           

 

Considered as one of the greatest authors of the 20th century in their respective languages, it came as a surprise when I realised that Munshi Premchand and J.K.Rowling share the same birth date. 

It’s not the date which astonishes most but their ability to create some of the most memorable characters & bringing them to life, which enchanted readers both young and old. Creating a generation of readers, who once story ended, would strive for more to read and understand the real world. 

Munshi Premchand

460-jk-rowling-harr_802976cIt’s astounding when we were touched by the story of two bulls, Heera & Moti or a simple House elf Dobby. From Mirror of Erised to Hamid’s ‘Chimta’ you just pour your heart out for the protagonist.

From Devasthan Rahasya to Godaan or The Philospher’s Stone to The Deathly Hallows, what gives you ability to compare the two is their artistry to create a magical world around you which makes you one of the characters in the book. 

Often termed as ‘Upanyas Samrat’ – Premchand was influenced by Gandhian movement, his novel touched the dark side of the society. While most of his writings dwell in the socio-economic status of the society and talked about the poor and affected, the humour was rare and black . The protagonist was usually a common man, and story about his struggle, loss & courage. What kept the story intact was the potency of  narrating the ongoing in a poor person’s voice. His story was a means to connect poor to rich, man to woman, citizens to government. 

Rowling created an imaginary world for her readers which had characters that were easy to relate. From like of a mean kid Draco, naive Neville, cheeky Fred & George, the cool kid Ron, to the wise teacher like Dumbledore. But what connects you to the book is the depth of these characters in the story, the story of outcasts; where an orphan kid finds love in others, a geeky girl is accepted by peers and a fat bullied guy turns to be the hero. It’s a story of friendship, betrayal, loss, courage and most probably every said or unsaid emotion that a human heart can interpret.  

Different to their genre, different to their era, different by the language but what they shared

was creating a world of possibilities where the characters had their own flaws, own vigour and were true to themselves. The characters felt like one among us and the world surreal.    

On this day I wish you  …….

 जन्मदिन की शुभकामनाएं – श्री मुंशी प्रेमचंद

&

Happy Birthday – J.K.Rowling

Ohh & if I missed

Happy Birthday ‘HARRY POTTER’ too……. 

** Harry Potter is way better than LOTR**(Even the Movie)

– Just another Fan


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Welcome to India’s First Startup Hostel

Bangalore, the silicon valley of India has entrepreneurs flocking around not only from India rather the entire world. What a better place in the country would it be, to bring them together and brainstorm to make the world a better place.

In startups luxury comes at a cost, every penny saved could be a day more in the market. In such cases a hostel, where you could meet like minded people to interact, motivate and share comes as a boon to budding entrepreneurs. .

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Founded by Shashikiran Rao, the co-founder and head of business development at Construkt, and Karan Bahadur. The hostel not only provides budget beds to budding entrepreneur but also provides ‘butter’ to mingle over discussions.

A 3,500 sq feet independent bungalow in the plush neighbourhood of Indira Nagar, the four-bedroom Startup Hostel has the capacity to host 20 people at a time. A stay for a night comes for only Rs 850, and includes facilities such as a self-catering kitchen, WiFi, lounge space, laundry, meeting spaces and more.

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The hostel is not only open to the entrepreneurs but also to the collegiates who are aiming big or looking for opportunities in the town. With facilities like self catered kitchen, laundry, event and discussion space and lots of coffee. Rao & Bahadur are looking for possibilities to expand this idea to other parts of the country.

-Team MagMug

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AYHLIS: The Unclaimed Community We All Should Fear

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With so many of us turning into “Mr./Ms. Know-it-all” today, it doesn’t take much time for a conversation to turn into a discussion first, second into an argument, then into a quarrel and eventually into a fight, owing majorly to the egotistically supreme nature that these Messrs and The Misses have developed lately, which is predominantly based on absolutely nothing logical at all. It is shockingly ludicrous to find people who have such tenacious standpoints, judgments and perceptions about things they know about only by a hair’s breadth. You can find them everywhere. They are in your offices, in your gym, in trains, buses, flights, at bars and clubs, on social networking forums, in your neighborhood and friend circle, even in your family. And they talk. They talk about whole collection of subjects as if they really know them (they are deluded too :D), be it education,  career, politics/government, environment, policies and rights, medicine, armed forces, terrorism, finance, technologies, countries, law, food, travel, science, history, religion, taboos, socialism, communalism, secularism and a lot more. And also, by obscuring these pitiful vapid little minds even more, the media today is adding more subjects to the unending list of topics to debate upon by these resolute scholars of modern India; a few examples of such subjects would be Tolerance/In-tolerance, Nationalists/Anti-Nationalists, Feminism/Misogyny and more.

The scary part is that these half-literate, attention yearning preachers with copious amounts of energy to blabber and the same amount of confidence if not more, are plenitude. You might not believe me when I say all that. That would obviously be not a shocker for me as I myself got face to face with this hollow specie of humans only when I took off my earphones in public, apparently to relax my eardrums, but the whole idea back-fired in an instant. I found everyone around me talking and talking utter non-sense, and that too about stuff that a 6 year old could have comprehended of being “utter non-sense”. What was more of a hair raiser for me was to watch people buy what this unique specie had to offer them in these highly provocative conversations as I watched their heads swinging from top to down in affirmative motion which made me laugh and worry at the same time. If you want some proofs of their absurdity you can always check-out the comment section on any post (preferably something related to religion or an ongoing political controversy) on any of social networking forums and you will know what kind of mess they create down there. Five minutes of good read can make you dizzy and make you long for your favorite alcoholic beverage.

It has become imperative to realize the dangers and consequences of being too close to this majority class named AYHLIS (Attention-Yearning-Half-Literate-Scholars). Let us know AYHLIS some more and find how can AYHLIS be dangerous for other sensible minorities.

 

  • They are mostly permanent citizens of this country which means they play role in choosing the government by using their wit based on the partial knowledge they accumulate either through television or through social media or through a fellow AYHLIST (Attention Yearning-Half-Literate-Scholar).

 

  • They always have an audience to persuade. Those with lack of education, experience and who fall into even lower strata in terms of logic, sense and knowledge than the members of AYHLIS are in abundance too and these are the ones who turn out to be AYHLIS’ fans and followers at later stages.

 

  • With confidence as high as a hippie high on crystal meth and ketamine combined, its hard for you to make them understand anything whatsoever. It’s easier to make a dead cat understand that it is dead.

 

  • Their confidence and defiance helps them build a lot of credibility among equally untutored audience, which with the help of their breathtaking level of ignorance and lack of prudence are capable of raising a mob, and The Mob is powerful than everything else in our democratic nation.

 

  • AYHLIS have to have a say in every conversation no matter if they are a part of it or not. They have a viewpoint on everything that they are even remotely related to or otherwise, and they would rather die forcing their viewpoint upon you than understand yours; that is the level of commitment and integrity they show towards their goals.

 

  • They believe in forceful edification, what we call naseehat in Urdu and muft ka gyan in Hindi. The topics for edification can vary from your family to your relationship with your spouse, from your career to what car you should buy, from your hairstyle to what friends you should choose, from what you should wear to when you should get married and to whom. One important thing to note here is that the member of AYHLIS community need not be an expert in any of the fields mentioned above to provide you with edification.

 

  • One key characteristic of AYHLIS is that they never perform where no one is seeing because then the whole point is lost. They yearn attention hence perform in full public view which makes social network their favorite area of operation. Next come restaurants, pubs, trains and other public places. It is not uncommon to spot these members with fellow members to seek support when the argument somehow gets weak.

 

  • Mastering the art of imitation has aided them in keeping the conversations going even if they do not have enough substance to talk about. They imitate each other, news anchors, their favorite actors, poets, sometimes even you and everyone else they could and yet they claim their originality.

 

  • Two of the most important attributes that this community has earned during the course of their journey are their inability to understand sarcasm and the ability to change the direction of the whole conversation altogether. Both these attributes were important to be listed together as they go hand in hand. Their inability to understand sarcasm or satire of any sort, even if in their support, is complimented by their ability to turn the conversation to another direction preferably towards some kind of spiteful controversy in order to reach their goal of insulting the silent and sane, making themselves bigger somehow.

 

  • The best way to identify an AYHLIST is that you would never hear them say “I don’t know”. You start the topic and they will talk about it, though making sense is not a pre-requisite. They also master the art of contradicting themselves whenever required. They are known for wearing double standards on their sleeves and hypocrisy round their waists.

 

I personally would want to warn you against this new but fast growing community of becoming  the biggest potential threat to your mental harmony and hence make an appeal to you stay away from it and pledge not to become a part of it yourself.

 

^ Issued in public interest

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No Grey: All Black and White

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I have always found it difficult to make people understand the kind of person I am. Some think I am rude, others think I am geek. Some take me as an intellectual, others as dumbass. There’s a huge list of names I have got in this short span of life.  Some love me for the kind of mess I am and some hate me for the kind of sorted mind I am.

But nobody knows that I have seen extremities of emotions in my life. Extremity to love someone insanely, extremity to hate someone madly! Extremity to understand and also the extremity to ignore everything and let people around me get hurt.

But what I realised all this time while religiously failing to embed shades of grey in my black and white life of love or hatred; that people never understand you, no matter how much you try. They will love you, hate you, accept you, reject you…… all according to their own fancies. But does that really means you have to hate them?

I think No! You can’t really hate people just because they disliked you; you can’t really hate them because they disapproved what brought you happiness. Life is unfair, so are people. The only thing you can do to help yourself is accept the fact that, it’s OK to let it go and not ask for justice all the time. As the definition of justice varies from individual to individual. It cannot be put into a catalogue of definitions, as it will turn out to be vague at the end of the day.

My tryst with the greys have been really unpleasant. I have tried and failed, and then tried again and failed, and then again tried to fail. Registering so many failures really makes me question the stranger in the mirror, as to what it actually seeks and the only reply I get is, there can be no grey for me, only black and white!

– Udisha M.


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Why Is The King Always Lonely?

Why is the king Always Lonely

There’s always a desire to be a king in all of us. We want to be number 1, we want to be the rulers and not the ones to get ruled. We run the rat race only to reach the finishing point and then learn that nothing like that really exists. There’s no end to this blind race of desires and unfulfilled wishes. Our expectations only keep soaring and by the time we learn that there’s no winner in this ‘rat race’, it’s already late.

I don’t know if I am the right person to write this, but I really pity the ones who ascend the thrones and entitle themselves with coveted position of the ‘king’.  I really think of their pain as to whom do they really get to talk to when the entire world is under their feet? They don’t have anyone standing shoulder-to-shoulder with them and holding them when they need support. Whom do they really call when they are sick or weak? Or may be, they don’t even have the liberty to be sick or weak. What kind of wretched life is this?

Why do we want to be the king when there’s no companionship, no luxury of friendship there? Why are we such sadist that we want to subject ourselves to so much pain? Why?

And as usual the question remains unanswered.
– Udisha M.

 

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ओ री चिरैया

“ओ री चिरैया

नन्ही सी चिड़िया

अंगना में फिर अजा रे”

May be it’s of no use now. It’s been 4 years and still the tone fills the air every time it passes through the lawn of this highly decorated “Haveli”. Long balconies have the safest boundaries over here, but the safety is not assured. Those long swings wishes to give a ride to that missing soul, which is resting in some world unknown, may be, or still which roams across this house.

That was another evening, when the whole Haveli suddenly got the news of the arrival of some new guest. Happiness was spreading like colors. She was having a new life within her. A new identity, a new responsibility, new emotions- A new beginning it was. Being a mother is the toughest yet the best phase of life.

A life within another life, this is such a thing which is beyond any description. One cannot go through it until she is in the same position.

Day by day that new life was growing within her womb. He was eager to play with the new-born, while she was enjoying her experience.

That evening was a different one. Rain was cooling the burnt soil while the moon was showering its light to glisten the ground. An unknown silence was prevailing there, in that house.

She was standing lifelessly while looking at the sky. Her eyes were displaying the horror through which she was passing. Rain was stopped by then.  Loose hairs were fighting own battles with themselves, reflecting the inner war, deep in her mind.

“ओ री चिरैया

मेरी  चिरैया

अंगना में फिर अजा रे…”

That night the house was lamenting some hidden truth. It was mourning the death of a pure heavenly soul.

She died.

They killed her.

She couldn’t even open her sparkling eyes and they killed her. They didn’t allow her to breathe in the open air. They decided to bury her in her mother’s womb only, the safest place for her.

She fought, she cried, she denied and then she was thrashed. They pushed her from behind. She fell down. But still she survived.

She survived with her life but couldn’t save her child, the one with little wings of fairy. May be she was an angel in real and that’s why she was sent to her own place only. Or is it their misfortune that they couldn’t have her in their life?

Four years! Exactly four years. This day, they killed her. They buried her.

She still watches the moon and waits for her angel to peep out from the clouds once, just once so that she could say her, those words for which she is waiting since long… “Sorry Lado! They don’t deserve you.”

“हम ने तुझपे हज़ारों सितम हैं किये

हम ने तुझपे जहाँ भर के ज़ुल्म किये

हमने सोचा नहीं

तू जो उड़ जाएगी

ये ज़मीन तेरे बिन सुनी रह जाएगी

किसके दम पे सजेगा मेरा अंगना . . .”

-Parvin Banu

Credits: “ओ री चिरैया” Song from Satyamev Jayate.

10 Things you experience when you are in love with a Soldier-Chapter 2

10 Things you experience when you are in love with a Soldier- 2


1] Now, you know that there are places like, Wellington, Khadakwasla, Kirkee, Mhow etc. on the map of our country. Something, which others will never understand or bother to know it.


2] When other girls pray that their boyfriend/husband stays with them all their lives, you just pray that they somehow he stays in peace postings, so that you can visit him anytime. And just in case, anyhow he gets posted in your city! [Goddddddddd!!! Its a miracle] 😀


3] Getting a call from satellite phones is not something way too out of the world for you! Because he calls you from such numbers[you know when!]



4] If you are married to him, you can stay in any kind of accommodation, even if its a single room or a huge bungalow! Because for you, every moment spent with him is a bliss! 🙂

 
5] He wants you to learn how to cook, not just because he is a big time foodie, but his coursemates and other unit bachelors can storm your house any given time! 
 
 

6] Now, any of his fauji friend’s girlfriend or wife seems like a soul-sister to you. Because, she is the one who understands your situation better than your girlfriends with civilian boyfriends.


7] Watching a fauji movie with him can be a pain, still exciting, as he keeps disturbing you with technical comments like, ‘ye camo aisa nahi, aisa hota hai! Ye rank aise nahi aise command karti hai!… and blah….blah…blah……………….’


8] You try to keep a record of all his messages, letters, photos almost everything which reminds you of the beautiful moments spend with him, as it keeps you going in his absence! 🙂


9] You know no matter how flirty he gets with other girls, he is a thorough gentleman who loves you truly, madly and completely! And that is what makes you fall for him even more!


10] There will always be thousands who will never understand why you love him, despite the distance and hardships. But only you and your heart knows that no matter what they say you know, “that the girl he left behind, is still behind him supporting her hero!” <3

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An encounter with an army wife!

An encounter with an army wife!
[a page from my diary!]

Encounter with an army wifeArmy wives are strong, yes they are! But how much strong? I always wondered! Thinking why do army men always praise their wives for being their backbone, when they are themselves born to kill and trained to serve!
My doubts were cleared when I met this incredible woman!
She shifted in our locality just a few months back, we being caring and responsible neighbours invited her family for a dinner at our place. Her facial features clearly showed that she was not much older than me, hardly 5-7 years senior! May be because of that we got along very well. I asked her, why is she staying in our locality instead of her comfortable cantonment, she replied saying that her workplace is quiet near to our locality and very far from cantonment area, plus she has a 4 year old daughter so she can easily come home during her lunch hours to see her.

Her daughter was a real cute and chubby kid, who often came to our place to play with my toys, as I still have a considerable collection.
One fine day, I came home from my office and heard few ladies talking in my drawing room, she too was there among them. Since, she was my friend as well I joined the group even when I was getting too bored with their ‘I grew up my child like that!’, ‘When I was in my pregnancy blah…blah..blah… things happened!’ and all that!

These talks were irritating for me, as I am neither married nor a mother, so obviously wanted to run away.
‘Mrs. Rawat why don’t you share something!’, one of the ladies asked her.
‘What can I say Mrs. Pandey? My daughter was a pre-mature child, so I didn’t get much to plan and think of my child or the things will come!’, she replied with a smile.
“OMG! Then your daughter must have been a very difficult child! Who all were there with you at that time?’, some lady asked her.
‘Nobody!’, she replied with the same smile.

I was shocked to hear this, I raised my head and started staring at her, wondering what is she talking? Is she serious?

‘What do you mean Mrs. Rawat? Your husband or any other family member was not there with you during your child-birth?’, somebody asked.
‘As I said, my daughter is a pre-mature baby! My husband was posted out of the city and I was living alone, my mom and dad were supposed to come 15 days before my delivery date for my support but things went wrong I had to help myself to the hospital much before the due date!’, she replied.
‘OMG! How did you do that? How can you go alone to the hospital in so much pain?’, our jaws almost dropped.
‘When you are in trouble, god is there with you! That’s what I believe, I called my mom and asked her to take the next flight to my place as soon as I started feeling the pain, then I called the hospital and requested them to send an ambulance as I was no more in condition to drive! Hospital nurses were kind enough to come as early as they could, they helped me lock the doors of house and get inside the ambulance, I don’t remember what happened exactly after that! I was just following the orders which were given to me and kept requesting the nurses to keep my child safe till the time my mom doesn’t arrives! Luckily, by the time my child was born few of my neighbors had got the news and came to receive my child and take care of her!’, she told us.

‘Were you scared at that time?’, I asked her thinking what was she made of?
‘I was dear, but you see at that time the only thing which was important was my child’s well-being! So I did what was right for her! My husband had told me before our wedding itself that I am getting married to an army man, I should be strong enough to bear anything and everything!’, she replied proudly! Her sparkling eyes showed how much she must have bared at that moment, her fears, her fortitude, everything!

I literally had goosebumps on hearing all what she narrated, becoming a mother is a dream for every woman, but we can’t dream of a childbirth in which we won’t be having anyone to support us. Their was a sense of great respect arising in my eyes for her. It is truly said, ‘If you think soldiers are very strong, then look at the women who stand behind them.’


-Udisha M.


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Respect: Random Thought#7


Random Thought#7


Respect!


Well, respect and tolerance are one of the few entities which make us different from each-other! I have often seen people behaving as haters of prolific people like, actors, writers, sportsmen etc. I mean why are you jealous or a hater? Just because that person doesn’t fits into your frame of greatness! Or that person is way to high or different for you to understand!

I have seen people saying that they hate Chetan Bhagat as a writer, or Shahrukh Khan as an actor or any other prominent personality! I really want to put up a question to them!
Do you think that your hatred will bring any change to their worshipers? I don’t think so. And honestly people who are following them are neither stupid nor idiots, its just that they have a different frame of greatness which doesn’t matches up with you!

You can never deny the fact that these men or women are highly gifted souls that they have such huge mass appeals. They can motivate or de-motivate a crowd and you need to accept and respect this! 

Always remember something, it is very easy to accuse or criticize anyone for his/her’s achievements! But very difficult to walk in their shoes and put in the enormous effort to reach the heights they have reached!

P.S.: I am not a Shahrukh Khan or Chetan Bhagat fan but I really feel sorry when people hate them just because they are popular.
-Udisha M.

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Difference between girl and a lady! Random Thoughts #6


Random Thoughts #6

Difference between girl and a lady!!


Every person has his own line to distinguish between a girl and a lady! But I believe that a girl or a lady is not determined by the age, color or anything but the ability of a woman to believe and understand that she was born to treated like a lady and not a girl!


A girl might plan an avenge, but a lady knows and believes in the principals of ‘karma’, she knows she doesn’t have to waste her precious time on worthless people anymore! Time will itself do justice to her!

A girl might create a drama to seek attention where as a lady trusts her instincts and caliber, she knows she will create a stature for herself with her hardwork!

A girl may feel secured and successful by marrying some man, but a lady won’t think so, instead will work hard to achieve all that the man has!

A girl might spill tears for you again and again, but a lady will cry for you once and then promise herself that she won’t waste any more tears on a worthless creature like you!

A girl might be seen regretting her past, but a lady laughs at it saying it taught her many important lessons in life!

Udisha M.

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‘beautiful’ or ‘wealthy’: Random thoughts #5


Random thoughts #5


I have often came across people, who say they fell for someone but couldn’t find the person worth it! I have even seen women trying to find a ‘wealthy’ man, and men searching for ‘beautiful’ women!

At times I wonder, what is the real parameter of  ‘beautiful’ or ‘wealthy’?
I want to ask the women, that a man who has millions and trillions in his account, but doesn’t has basic sense, how to treat you, will be considered wealthy or the one who earns just enough but will treat you like his queen?
At the same time, the same question goes for men! Will you love a woman who has a pretty face, but loves your power and position, or you want a woman, who loves you for what you are at heart?

Most of us will say, that we want everything! We want a successful man, we want them to love us and all the so called dreamy things! But there’s a reality check which lies somewhere in these fancies!

Life is never so kind, that it will give you, ‘everything’! You need to learn to compromise on some or the other aspect! You need to leave something, to have the best things! Now, it depends on you what you actually choose! The materialistic things, whose charm  will hardly stay with you for a couple of moments! Or the real things in life, which once missed wont come back!!!
-Udisha M.

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Princess: Random Thoughts #4


 Random Thoughts #4


I have often came across girls who say that, I wish for a man who will treat me like a princess! This really makes me wonder! What is actually a princess treatment? Or how do a girl comes to know that her guy is treating her like a princess?

I heard a very popular dialogue, ‘that great powers come with great responsibilities!’ You must be wondering why I am quoting these lines? We don’t have to be the princesses of a kingdom or are answerable to a council of ministers, so we don’t owe any responsibilities!
Relationships work on mutual understandings and mutual respect! You can never expect the guy to treat you like a princess, if you cannot give him the respect of a prince! And why do you always want to be treated as only a ‘princess’ why not a ‘queen’ or and ’empress’? Those responsibilities might be too heavy for you! Isn’t it?

But dear! The fact is falling in love is easy, infact effortless but keeping a relationship is the real achievement! If you wish that your man should treat you with utter respect, then try and become a lady of that stature! Respect your man in the same way! Pamper him when he is low, give him a hug when he needs one!  Tell him he can make it when the world says he won’t be able to!

And remember A real woman isn’t the one who knows the best of her man! But its actually the one who can lend a shoulder to her soulmate when he wants to cry on!
-Udisha M.

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Soulmate: Random Thoughts #3


Random Thoughts #3


We all are fascinated by the concept of ‘soulmates’. We all wish to find one someday. Everyday when we stand in prayers, somewhere we all ask almighty to grant us someone who will be with us in all thick and thins! But there are many questions which start popping up at the back of our brains!

Who will be that soulmate? Will he/she actually come in our life some day? Or do we need to find him/her? Or shall we sit and wait for them to arrive? There are few fears which do surround us, when we think that what if that person didn’t came? Or we landed up with a wrong one!

What I feel is, it might feel great to have someone by your side! But you need to learn to live for yourself. Even if the so called soulmate arrives in your life, he too will get separated from you someday due to break-up, divorce or death! Will you be able to cope up with that? Will you be able to live with that loss? Question yourself once!

Its a very old saying, that we all have came alone in this world, and will die alone! Then why do people make so much fuss on being with someone! You are strong enough to lead a life you have always dreamt of. Then why do you run behind the wordily tie-ups. Trust me! They are merely temporary ones, they won’t last forever! Even the fairy tales say, “and they happily live ever after” and not ” they happily lived forever!” That’s why, there’s nothing like forever!
I know my notions are condemning! But they are plain blunt truth!

-Udisha M.

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Adoption: Random Thoughts #2

Random Thoughts #2


I often come across many people of my own age group who share their dreams of becoming parents some day. Well that’s quite natural, we all dream of making a happy family some day! Isn’t it? But what conflicts me more is when I see millions of kids on the roads who don’t have anyone to look after them! We tag them ‘orphans’ that too when there are so many people who are eager to become parents!


I have seen many unhappy couples, crying over the fact that they are incapable of making children! Well, in my views they are absolutely incapable, not because of their medical or biological inefficiencies but because of their small thinking! Its not necessary that you need to give birth to a child to make him/her your own! What matters most is how much you love that child to bring him up!

I have seen girls deciding the names of their kids and all the girly crap! But for me, I only plan whom will I adopt and when! For me motherhood is as important as any other achievements in my life, but I think worrying about the kid who is already there in this world is more important than worrying about the one who hasn’t stepped in yet!
-Udisha M.

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Life and expectations: Random thoughts #1

Random Thoughts #1

At some point of time we all envy the ones who have relieved themselves from wordily worries and mannerism! The ones who have dedicated themselves to what they think is the actual purpose of life!

Let’s accept! when we were kids we were scared of ghost and spirits but when we grew up we learnt that people and situations are much scary than these fabled scary things! The fact is there is a child in our hearts who still wants to run away from the harsh realities of life and live a life where the biggest hurts and scares are knee wounds and weekly tests!
These things don’t happen! Yet again? Why will they happen? We all have netted a cobweb of desires and greed around us, that the little child in us is himself battling for existence! Everytime we take a step ahead towards our never ending claims, we choke him to an extent! That child keeps screaming and crying for help but we don’t listen to him! Why will we? These good for nothing worldly nuisances are more important to us than our innocence! Isn’t it?


We are taught since childhood that success means money! Success is all about luxuries in life! We were never taught that success is in achieving love and care in life!
Every second so called successful person is leading a lonely life, I guess Ratan Tata is the best example of it! People merrily say these days that, “I am married to my job!”, I want to ask them, does your job takes care of you when you fall ill? Will it actually come and place a hand over your head lovingly to comfort you? No it won’t! Then why it happens that people keep pushing for such things without pausing?

Udisha M.

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Heroine and heroism

“Be the heroine of your life, not the victim”


I heard this qoute somewhere. It has been an inspiration since that day for me! At times I actually think, what does being a heroine actually means? Is it being a charming, beautiful lady with tons of make-up on those delicate feature! Or it actually means being brave, strong and having the ability to handle anything and everything which comes across!


Our Indian society has always showcased a lady as the “abla-naari” I really fail to understand why? I mean we have examples like Jhansi ki Rani, Rani Chenama, Sarojini Naidu, who have always stood as an exact and appropriate example of “bhartiya-naari” if a girl dresses up traditionally she is laughed at for being too desi types and if a girl dares to dress the western style she is termed as slut in our society. Why so?

Being a heroine is not about, finding a hero or a dashing prince charming, those endings are meant only for fairy tales. I believe that being a heroine doesn’t means that being an all time winner, its about being able to accept defeats and still strive for the goal! Being a heroine is all about standing for yourself, fighting for what you want and coming out as winner. Stop complaining that your life couldn’t be what you wanted because of so-an-so person. Your life is what you wanted it to be. And it can surely become what you want it to be if you start working for it!

because my principals says, “its better to be strong and brave than being pretty and useless!!! :)”

Cheers to all the real heroines.. 🙂

HAPPY WOMAN’S DAY!!! 🙂

She too wears Combat Boots!!!


Hey lady!
You hail from a military background, oh! your husband, father or son is in military services! That’s really a tough life I know! I mean, staying away from your loved ones for months together, taking care of household all alone. Tough life indeed! I agree, but there are certain things I guess you need to remember…………

*When you complain that your car is out of service and you have to walk for 5 K.M. to get the groceries, I run an endurance of 75 K.M.

*When you complain that you are taking care of all the arrangement of your kid’s birthday party, I try to convince my 2 year old kid, that why his/her mom can’t make it to his/her birthday.

*When you cry because your boyfriend is away, I am busy making my love understand that a woman also faces same duties as men in Military Services.

*When you complain that you are sick of your mother-in-law’s tantrums, I pray that I could see my family as-soon-as possible.

*When you complain about your monthly menses stomach ache, I crawl in the commando net, and stomp  the ground in drill parade.

*When you get sick of your kid’s mess, I weep because I cant see the apple of my eye for a year.

*When you take a maternity leave from your work, I attend the firing practices.

*When you feel disgusted because of the over-load of the office, I pick a 30 K.G. rifle and run all the way.

*When you feel sad, that your spouse is not present on your child’s annual day. I beg my family members to send me single photograph of my kid’s performance.

*When you complain that you didn’t get time to buy proper make-up for the evening, I wear a black camouflage and go on patrolling.

*When you sit on a comfortable couch and say, that your heels are hurting, I run around in my Combat Boots!

*When you get dressed in your favorite gown for the ball, I dress into my ceremonial uniform.

*When you complain that your hair dresser didn’t gave you a proper haircut, I tie my hairs into bun and forget that there can be a style in it also!

*When you say that your husband is with you just for few months a year, I struggle for those 30 days leave when I can be with my dear.

*When you say you can’t handle two kids, I am expected to lead an entire company of men.

*When you hang around shopping in your favorite mall, I run with a compass to find directions in woods.

*When your kid touches you with stained  hands, you scold him because you think it has made you dirty,   I slog away myself in mud and mix my sweat and blood in it!

*You call yourself as lady, I am supposed to be an officer! 

*You complain that the last weekend picnic has tanned your skin, I front roll in the field to unbothered of bruises on my skin.

*You think loving a soldier is tough, try being a soldier!

*****
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Smile and Move ahead. :)

Mitro!!! 
One of you messaged me requesting a post on relationships and post break-up syndrome.
Well here’s an effort for you guys! Hope you will like it!

He/she broked with you?
Initially you thought that its all your fault! Then you thought, its your boyfriend/girlfriend’s fault! Then you try to make an attempt to hate them, so that you can move ahead! But you fail in that also! You try and show-off that you deserve better! But in reality you want them to come back and be what they were once with you!

But that magic never happens!
Actually even you, yourself know that magic will never ever happen. Still, some where deep in your heart, there’s a strange ability to forgive that person whom you can never forget.

I was questioned by you, that is it OK to hate your ex  for doing what he/she did to you?
Now! I want to ask this you, can you actually hate that person, whom you have loved so much? I guess its impossible. The pain will never diminish, its just that you will get addicted to it!

Life has never promised to be a bed of roses. People come and go, and teach you million lessons. Appreciate those lessons. Experiences speak a lot. Many a times it happens that relationships don’t work because of extremely adverse circumstances. May be today, you are unable to figure it out because of the trauma which you are suffering from, but there will be a day, when you will do!

 If your friends say that you must be friends with your ex, but you don’t want to be! There’s nothing wrong in that! Every person has his/her own thought process and emotional level. You must always respect your feelings. If people call you “stony-hearten” or “narrow minded”. Let it be! people have this habit of poking. Most Importantly! At the end of the day its your life, not theirs. Sometimes you need to remove people from your life, just because you need to love yourself more than others! And trust me that’s not a crime.

Remember one thing! No matter what happens! You are special and you are loved by many! Fall in love with yourself, because nobody is as special and beautiful as you! 🙂

Smile and Move ahead!

Confessions of an INTROVERT!!!

Confessions……


Ya!!! hard to believe that I am using the word “Confession”.
But you know what, some important people advised me that I need to “speak”. I need to tell what I want. I need to tell my wishes. I need to confess. That’s why I am writing this….

It’s hard to read, so am warning you right now itself. You might feel disgusted, offended, agitated or even feel like slapping me or might even laugh at my outlooks or turmoils. But this time, I don’t give a damn to you, its my space.. I will write what I wish to confess.

Problem-1: You say I don’t share my problems!!!
My Answer: Yeah!!! You are right!!! I don’t share my problems. But have you ever thought that why I don’t do so? Its just that I have seen people laughing at my problems instead of trying to cure them!!! May be you claim yourself as not to be one of those kinds, but trust me dear!!! If not today, then somewhere down the line you will do the same.

Problem-2: I get hyper on tiny things!!!
My Answer: YES!!! I get hyper, some times even out of control!!! But trust me, if you are getting to see this side of my personality. I actually consider you someone very close to me. I am an introvert, there are very few people on this planet who effect me. If your deeds are effecting me, that means you mean a lot!!!

Problem-3: I am too obsessed about my principals!!!
My Answer: NO!!! am not obsessed. I am just a bit resistant to “change”. It’s not the change of situation. It’s the change of people which scares me. I know it’s a natural process, people change with time and they should, but I feel terrified when my loved ones behave differently with me because I have hardly handful of them.

Problem-4: I am over-possessive!!!
My Answer: I am possessive!!! May be in  your words, I am over possessive!!! Its not because I am “selfish” or “dominating”, its because I am “protective”. Its not that I don’t trust my loved ones that I get possessive for them. Its because, I know the pain of loosing. Loosing at the hands of people who never even deserved to win over me.

Problem-5: I don’t like my friends taking to people who have hurt me!!!
My Answer: To be very precise!!! I don’t like my friends talking to my ex-boyfriend and any such fellow. I never bother to discuss that I am approached by how many men or boys or blah.. blah.. blah… Its not because I am not approached, its just that I don’t consider it “worth-discussing”.
And as-far-as my “past” is concerned, you have no idea of what I have gone through!!! May be it might be a routine stuff for you.. because heart-breaks have became a usual kinda thing these days and being “friends” with your ex is the latest trend. But am not one of those “trendy” people. Ya!!! you are right, am that “stupid”, “hyper”, “over-emotional”, “insane” jerk who goes mad for someone.  Who is ready to sacrifice everything for the person she loves. Who tries to kill herself if she is cheated. Who cannot recover easily. Who cannot “hate or love” completely. I am like that!!! You think I am “obdurate” or a bloody “hostile small town mentality girl” whatever you consider me… That’s the way I am. I get hurt very easily.
Its not easy to become a friend of mine, because I don’t like having friends,  and am not suspicious am scared. Scared to be played with again,  scared to be used and thrown again.

You relate my introvert nature as my rudeness or being a prejudiced, but I use it as my “defence mechanism”. May be its being a escapist, but am happy to be like that!!!
Feel free to live or leave!!!

“Oh!!! You must be thinking!!! What a crap she is giving!!! hahaahahaha… but this is what you must be trying to hear I guess!!! “