Empowering and Women’s day

The posts that I received on different whatsapp groups on Women’s day prompted this message.

Why is everyone talking about the strength of women, as if it is something that has to be proven to “somebody out there” ?

Yes, we are strong enough to sustain a family.
Yes, we are organized enough to help everyone in our family reach their destinations on time with the required paraphernalia.
Yes, we are motivated enough to work hard and keep all deadlines intact.
Yes, we are caring enough to extend the care to our colleagues.
Yes, we do take care of ourselves too
– we pamper our mom within through those quiet moments with our baby,
– we nurture our soul within with all those insightful thoughts we have during our daily journeys!
– we go back to our little girl days when we call or visit our parents,
– we take pride in giving that li’l bit of sisterly advice to our li’l sister who is not so li’l now,
– and the list of these little moments go on in no particular order…
Yes, we are humble enough not to boast about any of these.

I guess we all are doing all of these – may be, the proportions vary, as each individual’s life is different. But do pay attention to those little moments. It would surely make your soul feel rich – Yes, you are all of this and more.

How about a change in expression of your responsibilities?

“I have to …” to “I can …”
I have to drop my son on time. -> I can drop my son on time.

“I can…” to “I am privileged…”
I have to rush to work. -> I am privileged to work and earn.
I don’t know whether I am making sense in blabbering to you. But this is how my thought process goes. This is what empowers me as a woman or better, as an individual. Empowerment is in our minds – how we perceive our little victories everyday. No need to project it – it would shine through you!

Have a wonderful day everyone!

Happy birthday!

Today is my “happy birthday”!

Years back, on this day, my mother would have held me like a treasure close to her bosom. Her hands must have shook that very first time. She must have gone through that strange sensation – love, pride, fear, excitement, care, wonder, all rolled into a single moment. She must have been happy to get the most beautiful baby in the world. She must have looked at my father and they must have reaffirmed their vows for a wonderful family through their eyes. They must have felt conjoined. They might have talked how I got her nose and his face! 

Both of them must have grown up by years that single day. And for years to come, their thoughts would have begun with me, continued with me and ended with me.  Feeling blessed… Love you both!

White Pencil and Blue Pencil

He was sad. He couldn’t figure out why on the whole world he alone should be short. Why was he secured with this steel ring around? On rare occasions he would be picked up and then he has to move in a circle. Huh.. not a millimeter this way or that, but only in a circle. He looked at the guy on his right. He is dancing along the paper with such smooth movements. No two patterns he makes are the same. He is polished every now and then. Wow, that boy is actually nibbling him. He must be so loved by his pal. He is so lucky to have such an exciting life… He was picked up again. This time he was made to draw a smaller circle, a circle again, for heaven’s sake…
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He was sad. He couldn’t figure out why on the whole world he alone should be sharpened every now and then. Why should he alone run miles and miles on the white paper? Why on earth he should be picked up the moment he starts resting? Yuck… the boy put him in his mouth for a second, sheesh… He looked at the guy on his left. He is happily sitting inside that ring. Occasionally he does a circle in a single graceful movement. Then he goes back to his blissful posture watching others. It must be fun to have such a cool life. He was again sharpened a bit and dragged across the paper. Grudgingly he moved along the paper…
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