NO PAIN ,NO GAIN

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 No pain ,no gain’  ;

how true is this adage ..

Even the beautiful ,gentle rain..;

is brought about ,by the scorching sun rays

 

Even  the ‘gold‘ goes through temperatures high ;

to be used on your fingers or neck to adorn …

Every mother , to hear that one ‘special’ cry…

goes through pain , before her baby is born

 

The hungry Lion has to make a kill ;

to feed himself and his precious ‘Pride’…

The  humble  farmer , has his farm ,to till ;

to  feed the mouths of his children, that cried

 

The model you watched walking on the ramp

has not had her favourite food, for  years;

The little child ,who read under the street lamp ,

is now the bestselling author ,who moves you to tears

 

Pain in life , you cannot do without…,

if you aim to achieve some decent heights !

And as  I have often heard Great men say

‘Rome wasn’t built in a day’

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By the way , thats is me in the picture 😉

 

AN ‘EAVESDROPPING’ IN PARIS !!! -[ Daily prompt ,daily post]

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I am not usually the kind of person who ‘eavesdrops’ on other people or pry into their personal  affairs .  Well , that is , unless , you are sitting or standing ,for that matter , so close in proximity to my location that my auditory cortex finds it humanly impossible to ignore such high decibel levels …..and… I give in…( okk…I eavesdrop ,or the word  ‘overhear’ ,will perhaps, better  describe such an event ! )

Travelling to other countries , provides one of the best opportunities to ..ummm..well….‘overhear  conversations , you are obviously not expected to be a part of !

I have had the good fortune to do both !

On one,  of the many metro rail journeys  , we undertook ,while on our sightseeing tour in Paris , many years ago , I happened to be seated next to an elderly woman.  ( I couldn’t discern much as to the country she belonged to ,though my hunch is that she was probably an American ..) As I sat there , the only Indian ,(apart from my husband who was standing somewhere  far behind ), I tried to observe the diverse cultures represented inside that single compartment ,of the train ……..I was amazed …

It was only then, that my eyes  focussed on  another  lady standing, next to the one sitting besides me..They looked a lot alike , except that this lady seemed a little more cheerful in disposition and of course , several years younger to the former …In any case , to me they looked like sisters…

As the train glided through the tracks , all of a sudden , a loud chattering  reached my ears…It was this younger woman conversing…..

It took me another few seconds to realize that the lady was pointing in my direction …and still more , to  conclude that ‘I was the topic of discussion !!!’ I  pricked up my ears  ……

The lady, had apparently misjudged my grasp  over the ‘English’ language  , for she made no attempts to lower her volume ,or try to speak in hushed tones ……….( obviously confident of my incompetence  ! )

Here is what she said ( her voice loud and clear ! )  : ”I thought I was the one ,who wore big earrings…Somebody to your left is wearing even bigger ones !!!”  She told , her friend( or sister ), with a mocking smile !

Listening to her conversation, my immediate urge was to touch my earring , to try and sort of measure it (to see if it was actually bigger than hers !!! ) , but on second thoughts I refrained from doing so…….

I wanted to save our lady  some embarrassment ,  just in case she were to realize  that not only did I understand English , but could speak in  it too…….So , I kept my hands down , and pretended to look in the other direction , as though I didn’t comprehend a word  that she  had uttered ……..and let her have her ‘fun’ moment !!!

But my heart was still  fluttering like a trapped bird , as I smiled to myself , at the thought of having managed to  arouse such interest , in the mind of a complete stranger , in a completely  strange land !!!

Womanly wardrobe woes ….!!!

It was only the other day , I saw this image of ‘Aunty Acid’ on facebook and couldn’t help myself from rolling with laughter !!!

Every time I decide to go out somewhere and open my cupboard , piles of unused , long rejected clothes come tumbling down on me, almost smothering me !  . I gasp for some fresh air… But experience has taught me ,how to recover from that initial shock, and instantly shove  those  garbs back ( almost with a spirit of vengeance! ) into the deepest and darkest recesses of my closet, so that they never again see the light of the day……

Only a few minutes post  this ‘routine’ episode, I am faced with the same , ‘ETERNAL question , What should I wear? . After seconds , too ephemeral , of  self -interrogation , I slouch against  my bed , disgusted and utterly disappointed with my ‘LIFE’ ….( I am sure you  understand the gravity of the problem now !!! )

My room ,is shrouded with a sudden sense of  ‘impending doom’ …….’This is it !’, I think to myself , a fat drop of tear waiting to escape my ‘ woebegone eyes ! ‘ .  ‘The apocalypse has arrived.’.( ok…so what if it arrives for me ,every time I inspect my own wardrobe !! ).

My room  is now akin to a battlefield , strewn with clothes all around ( most of which I don’t even remember buying !! ), as  I stand there waste deep in a sea of garments , of all colours  and patterns ,still clueless………..

 Ahh…this ineffable’  nature  of women…..A wardrobe , overstuffed with clothes ,yet , not one to wear… Let me replace the words of the famous lines ( I hope Samuel Taylor Coleridge forgives me ! ) :

” CLOTHES ,CLOTHES ,EVERYWHERE…… NOT A SUITABLE ONE TO WEAR !!! ”

Well , Women are ‘ incomprehensible creatures’ . My Husband has not  , till date, been able to understand  or provide a plausible solution to this perpetual problem ,that haunts me, ever so often !!!……..

As far as I am concerned , I have reconciled to it , because solving it is as impossible for me, as for one buried alive to lift his gravestone. So till death do us apart………………………..

 

( P.S : Have you encountered similar womanly/ manly woes about what to wear?? Do share your experiences in the comments section ,and also if you have managed  to find a solution to the ‘problem’ !! Men are free to leave your take on this subject too 😉 )

Are you fair or not…? That is the question ! ( Daily prompt )

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In India , there is a stereotypical supposition that all the people residing in the South ( irrespective of the states ; please note that there are 4 states in south of India !!! all speaking completely different languages ,yet seen as one ! ) are dark complexioned ,without exception …….( which is not always the case !)

I am a South Indian ,from the state of Kerala , but brought up mostly in Delhi (North India ) . I have always been mistaken by my friends and teachers for a Punjabi ( from the state of Punjab ,in the North ) , mostly because of  my complexion ( which is not supposedly ,dark enough ,for someone belonging to the south !!! ) and also because of my name ,which would be rather unconventional for a South Indian girl..

On one such occasion , My new Hindi teacher , in between our class ,enquired as to how many of us were from the South. There were only two hands raised , in the air ….

One was a boy , who,  apparently  fulfilled the teacher’s ‘standard expectations’ from a South Indian . Thus, satisfied at having further reaffirmed her belief ( with a smirk on her face ! ) she asked him to sit down and turned to look at the other raised hand…

The hand was mine ,and I could already see the teacher’s mouth open  up in disbelief( rather than amazement ! ) as she interrogated me , to settle her doubts… A little disgruntled and probably annoyed ( that her myth was shattered ! ) , she sneered , and remarked ” YOU ARE SO FAIR FOR A SOUTH INDIAN !! ” And all I could do then was ,smile back at her ,a weak ,confused smile…No thank you ,for certain !!

I did not know ,what a back handed compliment meant then ! 

FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO HAVE NO IDEA ABOUT INDIA OR ITS STATES ,HERE IS A MAP…( My native state Kerala is the southernmost ! ):

In my dreams ,I envision a place….( DAILY POST WRITING CHALLENGE )

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In my dreams ,I envision a place….

far away, from the human race…;

where nature alone speaks volumes…

The ‘sound of the forest’. …’looms’

 

Where the air is fresh , and pure..;

A place with a magical allure ….

with scents so sweet and enticing ;

That, God , too, appears to be smiling…..

 

That place in my dreams…

So far way ,it  seems…;

Yet ,I am filled with wonder anew..;

as I wish for it to come true…..

 

A calm ,and such a beautiful place ;

filled with warm and sunny days…

No blaring horns or screeching sounds ;

only the sound of streams and creatures abound..

 

I hear no people , scream or jeer..;

no hatred is known ,nor no fear…

Where peace and quiet is there forever ;

no race ,no religion, or creed ,whatsoever

 

The world I see , is close to ‘ Eden’ ;

It may seem to be ‘utopian’

You can call it my fantasy or a delusion ;

or even label it as a ‘mad man’s illusion’…….……

THE JOY FROM , ‘SMALL THINGS IN LIFE’ !

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Amma’ ( that’s what my three and a half year old calls me !! ) ,  ‘Look at this !‘ , she says excitedly , pointing to a  bright pink button on her dress ,  ‘Isn’t it beautiful…??’ ,  she asks , her face all lit up ,and her big  black eyes , wide in amazement , staring  at me , in  joyful anticipation….And I smiled to her ,and nodded ,saying ‘oh ! it is really pretty..’ .

But somewhere , in the  far corner of my heart , I felt ashamed…a little guilty perhaps , because , honestly ,I didn’t ‘find’ much joy or beauty , in something as ordinary as a button ….yes...I had to admit…I had the lost the art of finding joy in small things…..and for this I envied my little girl…!!! She was able to see what I ,as an adult could not…..but what ,God , intended us to, when he created this world.

I didn’t remember the last time ,I looked at sky and watched the ” fluffy cotton thingies” …moving by , or when I took time out to watch the pretty flowers in my mom’s garden….I didn’t remember a time ,when I watched the little , hardworking ants carry food around or the tiny humming bird drink nectar from the flowers….I have not ,in the recent past ,bothered ,to look at the pair of colourful butterflies , fly around together ,as if doing the waltz…

Yet my , little girl , has seen all of this , beaming with  excitement at every new sight ,which I had ,till that moment ,failed to take notice of.. ( taking it for granted perhaps ! ) .

My daughter,is unwittingly teaching me , how to take delight in the small , but exceedingly beautiful things in life.

As adults ,we take things and people for granted…We are so busy with our monotonous lives , that we forget to  ‘draw pleasure from the everyday things’ .Things that surround us , yet we do not see…….or maybe…, choose not to…..

I am learning now ,that happiness doesn’t always mean , a material possession…in fact ,most of the time , happiness comes from those things which we deem irrelevant in our lives….and which come free of cost !!!

A new dress, shoes,or jewellery  may bring us a lot of joy…but such happiness is momentary …

If we want our happiness to last longer than that we need to learn to enjoy the world ,the way it is..’perfect ,in its imperfection !!!’

You can begin by looking at world from the eyes of a toddler , and realize how gorgeous it is !!!….You will be surprised ,how even the most ‘normal’  or mundane looking things start filling you with joy,and how the world suddenly transforms into a ‘wonderland ,that never ceases to amaze..’ 

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Try smelling that beautiful rose or appreciate the vibrant colours of a flower in your garden . Go out and listen to the cooing of the ‘cuckoo’ and mimick  it with your little one….. Watch the nest , you never cared to  notice and see the eggs hatch….Look at that fat little caterpillar ,chomping  on a leaf ,and show your little one too…

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Have you tried using a ‘Chenile plant’ ( also called ‘the red hot cats tail ‘ ) to make a tail for your little one and watch her/him ,scamper around like a monkey ! haha !! let me tell you it is a treat to watch…!

The world is filled with wonders ,all you need to do is ‘to spot  ‘ and enjoy the small things in life…………