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From The Park....................To The Heart!!!!

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This is the story of an innocent girl who was a wonderful singer too and a boy who was a football player. This boy loved photography and whenever he gets free time after his football practice sessions he used to find time for his passion.He was doing his final year mechanical engineering and was the star striker of the college football team.Their team has been tagged 'the best';winning many inter-college titles. On one fine evening he went to a park near to his college.He saw many children playing around here and there,he focused his camera to them.Suddenly a girl caught his camera's eye.He was bewitched by her alluring beauty.He clicked her picture;tons of pictures he has clicked till then but when he took her picture,not his camera lens but his heart captured that captivating moment.And the beautiful image of that girl was imprinted on his mind.He watched her for sometime.Four other girls accompanied her,may be her friends;he thought.He couldn't take hi

"Trusting Our Instincts: Reflections on One Year of Parenting"

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  As I sit down to reflect on the past year, I am overwhelmed with emotions – pride, joy, and a sense of accomplishment. It's hard to believe that it's been a whole year since our precious Rael entered our lives and turned everything upside down, in the best possible way. In this blog post, I want to share our journey of parenting, the challenges we faced, the decisions we made, and the lessons we learned along the way. Though my  husband and I were both well prepared  when Rael arrived, we questioned whether we were capable of taking care of her, of being her primary caregivers. However, we were determined to give it our all, to ensure that we were the ones providing her with the love, care, and attention she needed. Taking care of all her things right from the beginning all by ourselves was really beneficial in developing a beautiful bond with her. We were able to read her completely and knew exactly what she wanted, making it easy to handle her. My husband had a strong belie

Shattering Stereotypes!

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  In the bustling corridors of my workplace today, I inadvertently found myself in the midst of a heated exchange between two colleagues – a man and a woman. What unfolded before my eyes was not just a clash of egos but a painful reminder of how deeply rooted societal norms can influence our daily interactions. As the conversation escalated, the gentleman's voice grew louder, prompting a swift and powerful response from the woman. "I don't want to listen to your nonsense, and stop raising your voice at me. Go home and vent your anger on your wife." Her words lingered in the air, leaving me both shocked and contemplative. What struck me the most was the unexpected normalization of a deeply troubling idea – that a man raising his voice at his wife is somehow acceptable. It raised questions about how certain societal norms continue to perpetuate harmful stereotypes, even in the supposedly progressive setting of a modern workplace. The incident prompted me to reflect on t

The Untold

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  You are my king and the best thing happened in my life; lucky to be your wife. Everything you do when I feel blue makes me feel better, nothing else matter. The way you console could heal my soul. When I'm down you put me the crown, just after a while brings back that smile. Since the time we know, together we grow the sense of unity till eternity, the love and care and the bond we share is so pure and will endure. It grows stronger; stays longer. So deep the affection a true connection. Looking at the wedding band Oh! It says 'my husband ', with the shaking feet my heart skips a beat reminds me of the day when we said, hey! the first time we met I will never forget. The verandah, where it all began, I swear, our life unfold a story untold. The moments I have known, all of them, our own. I have no words to say See! we have come a long way. From being 'just friends' to 'best friends' and to lovers the story uncov

The Eighteen!

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  The naughtiest ones, powerful than guns, they can just talk and cause havoc. Always ecstatic at times dramatic. They are the rule breakers, call themselves the trouble makers. Jokes apart; so dear to my heart. I was there from the beginning, couldn't be a part of the final inning making me feel sad, at the same time I'm glad for their new ride and with pride I could say, "my kids anyway". I know them so well, that I could tell their tricks and lies by looking into their eyes. For the love they shower, I'm thankful ever. Since day one the endless fun, at the foot of the hill in the evenings; dark, chill green and fair waiting to hear 'Are you free for a coffee'? That is all that matters when everything shatters. Gazing stars at night in the pale blue light having conversations so intense, that doesn't make any sense. Even the walls tell stories of their past glories. Teaching them was a task, it is too much to ask for them to learn that was my biggest

My clothes! My choice!

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By the clothes I wear, I'm judged here, A visible bra strap, is it a crap? High heels and short dress, is that a cause of distress? The length of skirt is it a reason to flirt? Why do blame teens for wearing tight jeans? The lusty gazes and unhappy faces for revealing clothes not covering head to toes. Despite the age, depth of cleavage is it provocative  or are you conservative? A mind full of dirt typecast a sleeveless shirt and call it, the sexy outfit with evil stares and unfriendly glares normalises violence keeping silence. "Inviting" they say, but if she say 'nay', it's a sign, not to cross your line. Objectifying women for the desires of men blaming victim's attire everytime after they commit a crime. The choice of dress is my right to express and in reality nothing to do with my morality; Why should I fear, in what I wear if it's evident that I'm confident. My fashion, of any sort is my comfort. Judge by the quality and the personality Not

The Clan!

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  In the valley of mist, they did exist best of friends where none pretends. So pure as snow that you will never know. I swear once they were a bunch of strangers through the changes, they came close against the tale of woes. And there began the story of the clan, pack of wolves they call the best of all. In the shifting phases, the thirteen faces, bonded well like unbreakable shell. Danced together, in the stormy weather and they sung as still young were the nights in the party lights. All the happy hours being the coworkers chilling out a lot in the favourite spot. Work was fun when they became one with all the games and funny names. Plenty of fights solved in rainy nights with long talks amidst ticking clocks, and the evening walk to the healing rock. Good days or bad days there was always time for a tea at half past three. All the gossips with the coffee sips and the breakfast stories were the best memories. Eating popcorns at the movies to cooking with the groupies. The love for m

Space of Dreams

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  I can't describe the beauty of this place in just words but you have to experience it to know better. Conveniently situated in the heart of Vagamon, at walkable distance from the town. For those who want to take a break from the hectic work and enjoy some quality time with friends or family, this will be your perfect weekend destination. The cottage is set amidst pristine nature with green meadows as backdrop, you will find yourself lost in nature's beauty. Up in the hills, away from hassle, beyond the mist,  filled with fog amidst lush greenery; through the chill of winter, A lovely getaway; Oh! Such a beautiful place, I could stay here forever! The fresh and  serene surroundings,  the early morning rains, the cold breeze,  the aroma of hot coffee, Sunlight streaming through the coloured window panes, the breathing walls, smell of wet bricks the vintage impressions embracing the past, decorative antiques, bringing nature indoors, wide open spaces Creative design elements  th