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  My Fur baby. It has been almost 4 years since Milo was born. I was never a dog person and whenever my daughter asked for a dog, I would give a thousand excuses to not get one.   Finally, as the years passed by the demand grew stronger and I caved in to her desire. As we checked out different breeds and sizes to find a suitable one that fits our family we heard about a breeder in our town. We decided to pay a visit to see some puppies and immediately fell in love with the breed. Milo was born in May, and we brought him home in the last week of July. It was hard for Milo, and we were anxious as well.   The whole family decided to spend the night together and none of us slept. Milo kept whining and was so restless inside his crate.   Finally, in the wee hours of the morning I decided to take him to the living room so the rest of the family could get some sleep.   Milo kept on whining as he was not at all happy where he was and after an hour, I decided to let him lie near me.   He

Sock Monsters

  Sock Monsters! Who have not dealt with sock monsters? Monsters who eat socks, one from each set, leaving the other one miserable! Every year when cold weather creeps in I buy lots of socks for my daughter.   As weeks pass by I would catch her wearing different socks.   When I ask she would innocently say, “mama, I couldn’t find the matching one, now the trend is wearing unmatching ones.”   I later realized that almost all kids do this, they really don’t care whether socks   match or not. They don’t have time to look for the right pair and just wear whatever they can grab. Every couple of months as I clean out  old and unfit clothes from the closets   I notice that there would be a pile of socks without the matching ones.   I always wonder where they have gone. Then I remembered sock monsters.   I am convinced that their usual hiding place is laundry room. Last week I had to do laundry in a hotel laundromat.   I put   two pairs of socks in the laundrybag. As I was folding the
  Kindness   Kindness is to be with you when you need the company. Kindness is to hug you when you feel low. Kindness is to laugh with you in your happiness. Kindness is to cry with you in your losses. Kindness is to play with you when you need a playmate. Kindness is to listen to you when you need a listening ear. Kindness is to protect you when you are vulnerable. Kindness is to hold your hand when you stumble. Kindness is to give you space when you need it. Kindness is to care for you when you are sick. Kindness is to say “I love you too” when somebody says “I love you”.
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    Magic of Christmas…   Santa, elves, reindeer, sleigh, cookies and gifts. So, begin the stories of Xmas for kids. To receive gifts the kids should not be on the naughty list, the cookies to be left on the mantel along with the milk. A night full of dreaming Santa wearing a red hat with a big smile hidden by his white beard. Hours of lying awake listening for the footsteps, take you to a magical world of elves making toys in North pole covered in snow, reindeer getting ready to pull the Sleigh loaded with toys and finally Santa appearing with a bag full of toys. The morning Sun brings the rays of excitement in seeing the gifts wrapped under a beautifully decorated tree, the thrill to open the gifts and checking the stockings. The smiles, the joy and the fun are hard to contain. As years pass by, we become Santas giving hope for many in this season of giving. Let this light shine through our hearts to make this a fantasy world filled with fun and laughter.
  First, but not the last!   Today is the day when a lady was elected for the first time as the vice president of the USA.   That too a lady of color. Listening to her makes me wonder how hard it was for her mom, single mom, to raise kids in America when civil rights movements were gaining momentum and women didn’t have the right to vote.   A country where millions of black women are   still trying to make their voice heard,   a country where women still fight to have equal wages and a country where native American women are still struggling for a livelihood in spite of deep knowledge in various subjects I wonder how hard it would have been for Ms Harris to achieve this position by breaking the barriers.   This election also made history:   a transgender woman and a gay man also got elected for the first time. A black was elected to Congress for the first time in Georgia.   What took us so long to break the barriers? Are we not educated enough, tough enough to hold the posi
  MASK😷 What are you going to write about me:   that I have saved millions of lives during the time of pandemic? Until few months back I was confined mainly to the hospitals, not so elegantly dressed, just down to neutral colors with two loops. Nobody paid any attention to me; I was just a random item that was checked as the situation demanded.   I have gotten a makeover now, from neutral to flashy colors, from thin loops to adjustable hooks and tie straps, from clothes to metals. Now I am an accessory that people are required to have. Does that make me happy, yes of course because I feel like I have attained the pinnacle of fame in a short amount of time.   I can flaunt my beauty; I go to many places and am not confined within the four walls of the buildings.   As time passes, I know that nobody really likes me, but people use me without any other choice. When people use other accessories on their bodies, they accentuate their beauty but I on the other hand hide it.   I mas
  Wishes for elderly.....   Some news captures your heart.   One I spent sleepless nights was when I read about Nirbhaya (name given by media and society after the incident) many years back.   I was raising a girl and the news kind of hit me.   The panic and despair I felt were hard to comprehend.   The recent one that made me cry is about an 80 year old mom being abused by her daughter in law. The person who helped to bring the culprit in front of the law says she has behavioral problems. The culprit is a mother of two young girls, a teacher by profession and a daughter herself.   I kept wondering how one can be so cruel by even prohibiting an elderly mom to use a restroom in her own house along with physical abuse. I was raised in a household where grandparents are treated with the most respect. Their needs were prioritized than anything else. As children we were supposed to be on beck and call. My parents took care of my maternal grandparents and paternal grandmother.   Th