The Wandering Thought.

Some occurrences in life will carve a huge hole in our lives. I realised that these last few months have been hard, and the coming ones will be harder, but I am sharing here a story of how I cope with my fears, regrets, success and most importantly nurturing my wounded soul. So, before I go on, I would like to express my gratitude to all those who have helped me in my difficult time and continue to be my constant support. I can never thank you enough 😊 Though this year has been more than terrible so far, I would like to share with you something that always calm me and help me deal with difficult situations. Growing up it was my constant friend as I was always alone not because I was ignored but because I loved to spend time by myself and I continue to do so till now. This constant friend started as a radio, graduated to music channels on television, moved to CDs and now the internet. I have always loved music though I am tone deaf and I don’t play any musical instrument; I love mu...

Well, for the longest time on many of my social media posts I've used the #self-care; but what do I actually mean by it? I always thought it is meant to be for me and me alone. Care for myself, be a bit selfish, fuck the world, I am the only one that matters etc. What a moron! I said to myself last night when I was rethinking of what I want to get out of this life. I sounded like a vain person for I didn't live up to the notion of Self-Care post my thoughts of what it really should be about. So, if you like it go on and read but; this is my renewed perspective of Self-Care: Yes, it is imperative that we take care of ourselves. Being healthy, looking good, feeling good and also, we need to remember that mental health is as important as physical health. I was telling myself I feel good that I can finally let go of relationships that aren't meaningful to me or that hurt me. This is also part of my Self-Care theory initially. When Covid-19 took over the world by st...

The girl who had spunk! The first time I held you, I was 3 years old; That very moment I knew. Everything that’s mine was yours, Envied by most; You grew up to be the most beautiful girl, Possessed courage like no one else. Lived on your own terms, Younger though you were; You taught me to never back down. Had my back when no one did, Nothing compared to you. We grew apart, you pulled me back, Showed me that blood will always be thicker, Rest well my sister. Your courage will always be my strength; You are one precious girl!

For you, Young one! The bright eyes and tiny hands, The day you came into my life; I’ve never felt more alive! Loving another without bounds, Living and caring only for you; To die for the only one I birthed.

The last two posts addressed issues I’ve faced in the past. In this post, I’d like to talk about a very recent issue that is a concern for me and I know that it is something that affects many women. There were three things that I usually am afraid of. I mean shit scared and I will run for my life if I have to. Lightning , Earthquake and a turbulence while on air traveling. Why am I telling you this? Or why do I want to write about this? It’s because of late there is another thing I am afraid of and going to be till the day that I die. I lost an aunt and two uncles to cancer. The most recent one was in 2019. They all suffered three different kinds of cancer. But what has this got to do with me being so afraid? In 2016, my mum was diagnosed with cervical cancer. We were lucky that it was local and thanks to one of my aunts and my eldest sister who forced mum to undergo a check-up which she had brushed off before they got involved. The same year had brought us so much joy as mum’...

I’ve been so worked up in writing this next entry for the blog that I just restarted. I can’t figure out how to start introducing the topic that I want to highlight. Having watched so many teenage school movies which covers bullying as a topic, I had so much hope that this next topic of mine which is also very common these days would be a cakewalk for me to talk about. But, no! I’ve been struggling at how I want it written. So here goes my best shot. Whenever I look back at how I have grown and the people around me; the issue of obesity was never present. We were way healthier and stronger as compared to now. But sometimes, we dream of being someone else. Someone more good looking, someone successful at a young age, someone who dared to dream. I pictured myself as Winnie from The Wonder Years. (If you don’t know who that is, Google The Wonder Years) Yes! That’s literally my teenage dream. Hilarious, no? I tried convincing myself that I can make someone out of myself but my teenage ...

A lot has happened since I started this blog. I don’t need to keep harping about what’s happening around each one of us right now. But you know what, all these made me think of how we let this world become like this. I looked back and found a few things that I should have recognised but I hope what I am going to tell you, will change how we perceive things for our children. From my childhood till now, there were a lot of happy things that I loved but I am uncertain about a few others. I think there would be many like me who went through the same situations but haven’t been vocal about the experiences. Many would like to not believe that such incidents can happen in the place we are from. The calm, serene, hospitable nature of the people are always the characteristics we’re being defined by. What I went through, I believe are incidents that would have made a much bigger deal right now but not in the world I grew up in. I come from a place that I will forever be in love with; Shi...

It took a pandemic for me to realise what I had given up all this while. I should have been writing but I was too caught up with everything that somehow seemed too important at the time. So for this coming back post, I am sharing one image of what is one of my interests that I had to learn once I had to leave home :)