THE DIARY OF A HOUSEWIFE

Bhumika my friend and writer shares an interesting reality...something that most of us so conveniently forget...that humans are not superior to all other life forms on earth. Believing we are better than any other species that are surviving is egoistic and very narcissistic .  Our dominant status at the top of the food chain has lulled us into a false sense of security. Its up to us now to ensure that we leave behind a better earth for our children and their children.  "The dog, the cat, the whale, the sparrow, the wolf, the lion, the tree, the crops and US; WE ALL SHARE SOMETHING COMMON IN OUR DNA!!!. The same thread of life runs through all life on earth. For instance, the process of sugar breaking down to glucose is common in all living things-plants, animals and us. That a basic survival feature as minute as that can be something absolutely common for every living specie is such an amazing thing! " - COSMOS. A SPACETIME ODYSSEY...

Life is never as interesting and fascinating as it is when you walk down the noisy, smelly and crowded streets or roads of India.  The colours, some good, some bad; the smells, some good, many bad; the noise, some soft, many loud; the crowds, some mild, some overwhelming are just a tiny part of what Indian streets are all about. The good, the bad and the ugly is a fitting description of the roads and streets of India. I love the feeling of walking down those streets and hate them at the same time. The colours, the aromas, the people, enchant and captivate you, while the stench, the filth, the loud noise, and the lack of personal space and privacy, disgust and repel you at the same time. I am an Indian at heart and I know that no other country or its people will ever bewitch me as does my own. But then there are things about this place that are either just too revolting on the one end or absolutely comical and fascinating on the other. There are people rushing into...

As a child I learnt to view the world in two colours, either completely black or white, perhaps because I took literally the ideals and values my parents wanted me to grow up with and imbibe. It is only now, on reflecting on the past nearly forty years of my life that I have realised that life is made up of many shades of grey which have the strength to hurt, shatter and confuse. Being accustomed to seeing everything as black or white can be very comforting indeed as it all falls into clear cut categories, no confusion there but that is so unreal!   Not only are people sometimes good and often not so virtuous, events too stubbornly fail to fall into clearly demarcated classifications! Oh what a travesty of life, it just refuses to throw up cut-and-dried answers to all the inevitable questions that almost continuously bombard my mind! The why’s and how’s just refuse to resolve themselves and others don’t just seem to understand, leave alone help me find my way through the to...

As another year beckons us we can only hope that life will get better and the future will hold promises as none before. Hope springs eternal and with the Aam Aadmi taking over the reins of a horse which has been left to run amok since we gained independence from the British, maybe just maybe the game may finally change for the better.  A man with a magic wand he may not be but he has managed to give hope to millions of citizens where there was none. There just might be light at the end of the tunnel.  Inspired and impressed by the man of the moment my very good friend and a regular contributor to my blog,  Bhumika Singh pours her thoughts and feelings below.  As Kejriwal becomes the 7th C.M. of Delhi................... I drift back to the days at school. Those were the days of idealism. We actually did believe we were capable of changing this world an its wrong ways. We believed that if we were true to ourselves and committed to the values that w...

      Life as I have known has been a blessing. Born into an air force family of loving parents, a brother who was also a friend, adoring grandparents who we would spend our vacations with, and a very secure and happy environment, I have had a good life. My life became even better when I met my husband and my best friend, an air force officer, a fighter pilot and wrote a new chapter in my life…a chapter filled with love, memories, joy, moments that I will cherish till my dying day, and the best of all my two boys, who are my life.  Of course life as everyone knows it is just a journey and expedition.  My expedition has taken me on many different paths.  There have been straight roads, winding roads, mountains to climb, hills and valleys to go up and down, and turns here and there that have filled my life with all different kinds of challenges, obstacles and changes.  But what has made this life interesting is that I've always been sur...

We are told time and time again by the people who have taken upon themselves to rule us that we have a lot to thank them for because they let us live in an independent nation, a democratic country which allows us freedom to do, think and speak. How truly democratic and free is India? Do the people and citizens of this country really have any power? Now to make things clear to myself I first did research on what democracy is? I found a lot of information but the below mentioned points summarise what a true democracy entails: 1. A political system for choosing and replacing the government through free and fair elections. 2. T he active participation of the people, as citizens, in politics and civic life.  3.   Protection of the human rights of all citizens. 4.  A  rule of law, in which the laws and procedures apply equally to all citizens. In a democracy, the people are supreme—they are the highest form of political authority. Power flows from the ...

With only a few hours to go for Vivek to be back home Bhumika my friend pens the last verse of this series. Welcome home Vivek... Dear Pati, Kyun ye lamha thehra hai, Waqt par kiska pehra hai? Ek arsa beet gaya bin tere, Tere paas na hone ka dard bahut gehra hai. Ab to ghadi par he nazre tiki huee hain, Ye saase bhi lagta hai kuch ruki huee hain, Mere dil ka haal kehta aaj mera chehra hai, Tere paas na hone ka dard bahut gehra hai. Aas paas khamosh se hulchul huee hai, Kuch soch samajh na aane ki naubat huee hai, Teri yaadon ke saye ka is dil pe pehra hai Tere paas na hone ka dard bahut gehra hai. Humko maloom hai bahut jald tere aane ki dastak hogi, Na jaane phir us pal kaisi meri haalat hogi, Hum to sambhal he jaenge, par is dil ka marz gehra hai, Tere paas na hone ka dard bahut gehra hai. Muddaton bad tumko dekhkar kuch keh bhi paaenge hum? Yakin nahin hai ki khul ke hans bhi paaenge hum. Dar hai ki beh na jaye wo dariya jo meri aankhon mein thehra hai,...