"A labyrinth of Unpolished Scribbles"

  It’s heartbreaking to see how some people treat helpless animals. Recently, I heard about newborn kittens being thrown away, taken from their mother, and left to suffer. It made me wonder how can anyone be so cruel? Do we really have the right to decide which lives matter and which don’t? The Bible says in Proverbs 12:10, "Good people take care of their animals, but even the kindest acts of the wicked are cruel." Just like we love our children, a mother cat or dog loves her babies. Imagine how painful it must be for her to lose them. No mother deserves that pain, whether human or animal. Many believe that hurting innocent beings brings consequences. Life has a way of giving back what we put into it. If we show kindness, we receive kindness. If we show cruelty, it can come back to us or our loved ones in unexpected ways. Imagine if someone took a newborn baby away from its mother wouldn’t that be horrible? Then why is it okay to do it to an animal? The Bible also says in Mat...

  Recently, while traveling in a private bus, I came across an incident that has been stuck in my mind ever since. A mother and her daughter, who seemed to be around 10–12 years old, entered the bus after a few stops. Since the bus was crowded, they didn’t get seats and had to stand. The girl was wearing a sleeveless frock with frills, and as the bus moved, her frock started flying up because of the wind. She looked very uncomfortable. Her mother noticed this and told her to come and stand between the seats to avoid the wind. Seeing this, I adjusted myself on my seat to make space for the girl to sit next to me. It was a two-seater, and I thought it wouldn’t be difficult to share. But to my surprise, the woman sitting next to me stopped me. She told me not to move and said there was no need to give the girl a seat. She added that the girl’s mother shouldn’t have let her wear a dress like that if it was going to cause such problems. I tried to explain that the child was feeling unco...

  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...

  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...

  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 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...

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...