Today is my birthday

Hello readers, time flys like a free bird, it teach us so manythings if we ready to learn. So, today i bring a new story with a little message with it.

“HAPPY READING”

I was getting ready in front of my mirror and thinking…how fast time has passed. I was celebrating my 65th birthday though my age is now showing through my body but from my heart I am still young.

I won’t feeling like this most of time but an incident had changed my perspective forever. After that I never consider myself as getting old but I consider myself just growing with time.

Someone said so true… “Age is a case of mind over matter. If you don’t mind, it doesn’t matter.”

My phone rang and that brought me back to real word. My children planning a small get together party for me. In evening i wear my favorite dress and again looked at mirror.

From behind my husband was saying….i read somewhere… Youth is the gift of nature,but age is a work of art.. I thought you are doing great in mastering that art and gently hugged me. He wishpered…with each passing day my love for you is growing deep and deep.

In evening my children and few of close friends come home. We all having good time then suddenly my grandson questioned me, ” how i still able to be so youthful and energetic all the time.”…I said playfully my lovely children, it’s not how old you are, it’s how you are old.

When they all insist I told then that I was not always be like that 30 year ago I was also struggling to find balance in my life like most of people. Its no matter how hard I tried I was getting fail in everything in life. Slowly I start feeling depressed and exhausted all the time. I got irritated on small things. The mere thought that now i am getting old and I heading towards my death was the constant companion of myself….that ti.e i was the most miserable person.

But as someone said not all days are same. My life took a turn when i met my old khathak teacher. A person whom I still admire. She was I guess near 85. But no one can guess her age by talking to her. She was full of life.

She said,”O my dear….it was difficult for me to recognized you.

I said…i am getting old teacher.

She insist to me to come to her home. Though I didn’t want but still I went she was a trained kathak dancer and environmentalist. She love to spend time with nature. When i reached her home she was still busy with her plant.

She made tea for me and we start talking….

She said,” you know my child your words strikes me that’s why I called you here.”

I asked annoyingly , “which words”

That you are getting old….she replied calmly

I said, ” Yes, I am..we all are. Aren’t we?

She pointed towards a big tree and said” look at that tree have you ever asked or thinking how old this tree is. You know we understand that it is growing not ageing. If the same thing we understood than life becomes so much better for us.

In words of Herny Ford….’Anyone who stop learning is old, whether at twenty or eighty Anyone who keeps learning stay young. The greatest thing in life is to keep your mind young.’

What we do is jwe limit ourselves, we stop ourself to grow, at that time we start getting old. As you grow, you learn more. If you stayed at twenty, you’d always be as ignorant as you were at twenty. Ageing is not just decay, you know. It’s growth.

It’s more an issue of acceptance that who you are and what you have.

It’s up to you my dear what you chose…

I said i understand your point but its hard to do.

Nothing come easily friend…. everything need time, patience and a deep will to manifest into reality.

Since that day I start looking life from new perspective…keep trying to find what’s good and true and beautiful in my life.

I start enjoying each and every phase of my life.

In the end I would like to say…..
Not how long, but how well you have lived is the main thing.

Helper

Hello readers, many times in our lives, we face hard time at that time we need a helper, someone who can give his helping hand and support us in tough situations.
Sometime we become the helper, sometime, someone else play this role.

As I believe everything happens for a reason and everything has a hidden message through which we can learn great things. So I wrote a little story. Hope you like it.

“HAPPY READING ”

The forest was dark. Me  and my friends had come there for camping. We all were enjoying born fire, singing songs under open skies. Everything seems so beautiful.

Suddenly the air filled with terror, when we heard the cry of someone. One of my friend suggest we should go there and see might be someone need our help.

So we went there from where the sound was coming. There was a well, an empty well. We checked inside, it was dark, but someone was there as we were able to hear snobs.

We lighted our torch, we saw an image when we focused our lights. There was a boy sitting in the bottom of the well. We said we will help him, we throw our tracking rope inside it.

That boy was very frightened he didn’t stand up and move from his place. To catch the rope he needs to stand up, but he refuses to do so.

We kept trying to talk with him. He was scared, we know that so after an hour of struggle he ready to stand up and after some time he manage to come out of that well.

When he became calm down. He told us that he is a village boy who lost his way. I want to know a thing which was striking in my mind.  Why he denied to stand up when he knows we can save his life.

I asked and the reply was simple, “I was afraid  before you came I hold a snake in illusion of rope, but from god grace he was not poisoned. But that experience made me terrified.”

After that incident, we came back. I was a student of human resources and I have a keen interest in humans. I was struggling with a personal issue that time and along with that I had you prepare a project I chose the topic “FEAR”. As I felt it is one of the biggest factors which stops us to achieve great things.

I took the example of that boy and prepared my project. I illustrate that story with a different perspective.

In our life many times we find our self lost, not able to take  a right or any kind of decision. Most of the time the thing which works behind that is FEAR. 
Many times we face a problem where we find no way out, like that boy who was unable to find any way out from the well.
But still we hope that someone comes and rescue, most of the time that doesn’t happen because only YOU CAN HELP YOUR SELF.

” To help yourself, you must be yourself. Be the best that you can be. When you make a mistake, learn from it, pick yourself up and move on.”

I learned that the boy was scared as he had a past experience of taking wrong decision of holding a snake that’s why he was afraid to hold the rope which looks like a snake.

The same things happen to all of us. Our past experience has a huge impact on our way of thinking and if we allow fear to be its companion than the result will always be bad.

That boy understood that as we keep motivating him. He stands up. He chose to face his fear. He then took a stick and hit the rope just to make sure that this time he was not making the same mistake. We hadn’t saved his life he himself saved by showing his courage.

That incident taught me many things about human nature and about my own self. I am adding up all that in following point.

* Its far better to take a wrong decision than not taking any decision at all.

* We grow from our mistakes. Good judgment comes from experience, experience comes from making mistakes and mistakes comes from bad judgment.

*Never blame yourself. Learn from your past experience not dwell there.

* Don’t be fearful by fear. Face it. It will make you courageous.

Last thing…..be a helper first help yourself then others as it said, ” we can’t help everyone but everyone can help someone.”

-supriya

Helper

Hello readers, many times in our lives, we face hard time at that time we need a helper, someone who can give his helping hand and support us in tough situations.
Sometime we become the helper, sometime, someone else play this role.

As I believe everything happens for a reason and everything has a hidden message through which we can learn great things. So I wrote a little story. Hope you like it.

“HAPPY READING ”

The forest was dark. Me  and my friends had come there for camping. We all were enjoying born fire, singing songs under open skies. Everything seems so beautiful.

Suddenly the air filled with terror, when we heard the cry of someone. One of my friend suggest we should go there and see might be someone need our help.

So we went there from where the sound was coming. There was a well, an empty well. We checked inside, it was dark, but someone was there as we were able to hear snobs.

We lighted our torch, we saw an image when we focused our lights. There was a boy sitting in the bottom of the well. We said we will help him, we throw our tracking rope inside it.

That boy was very frightened he didn’t stand up and move from his place. To catch the rope he needs to stand up, but he refuses to do so.

We kept trying to talk with him. He was scared, we know that so after an hour of struggle he ready to stand up and after some time he manage to come out of that well.

When he became calm down. He told us that he is a village boy who lost his way. I want to know a thing which was striking in my mind.  Why he denied to stand up when he knows we can save his life.

I asked and the reply was simple, “I was afraid  before you came I hold a snake in illusion of rope, but from god grace he was not poisoned. But that experience made me terrified.”

After that incident, we came back. I was a student of human resources and I have a keen interest in humans. I was struggling with a personal issue that time and along with that I had you prepare a project I chose the topic “FEAR”. As I felt it is one of the biggest factors which stops us to achieve great things.

I took the example of that boy and prepared my project. I illustrate that story with a different perspective.

In our life many times we find our self lost, not able to take  a right or any kind of decision. Most of the time the thing which works behind that is FEAR. 
Many times we face a problem where we find no way out, like that boy who was unable to find any way out from the well.
But still we hope that someone comes and rescue, most of the time that doesn’t happen because only YOU CAN HELP YOUR SELF.

” To help yourself, you must be yourself. Be the best that you can be. When you make a mistake, learn from it, pick yourself up and move on.”

I learned that the boy was scared as he had a past experience of taking wrong decision of holding a snake that’s why he was afraid to hold the rope which looks like a snake.

The same things happen to all of us. Our past experience has a huge impact on our way of thinking and if we allow fear to be its companion than the result will always be bad.

That boy understood that as we keep motivating him. He stands up. He chose to face his fear. He then took a stick and hit the rope just to make sure that this time he was not making the same mistake. We hadn’t saved his life he himself saved by showing his courage.

That incident taught me many things about human nature and about my own self. I am adding up all that in following point.

* Its far better to take a wrong decision than not taking any decision at all.

* We grow from our mistakes. Good judgment comes from experience, experience comes from making mistakes and mistakes comes from bad judgment.

*Never blame yourself. Learn from your past experience not dwell there.

* Don’t be fearful by fear. Face it. It will make you courageous.

Last thing…..be a helper first help yourself then others as it said, ” we can’t help everyone but everyone can help someone.”

Let’s fallen in love once again

Let’s fallen in love once again
With a new ray of sun
With a new drop of rain

Allow the wind to kiss your lip
Let it sing those songs
Which your heart always sungs
When it feels alone

You have a spark
You have a light
Let it shine
And make other’s life bright

Open your eyes
Miracles happen every night

Break that cage which stop
You to fly high
Believe you are unique
A treasure resides inside

Remove that veil of ignorance
From your eyes
Then you can see
You are the one who deserve
Your love all your life

Let’s fallen in love once again
Let’s dance on a new song
It’s a new beginning
New year is not just a day
You chose to make
Your life new everyday.

Dad

He never looks for praises
He’s never one to boast
He just goes on quietly working
For those he loves the most
His dreams are seldom spoken
His wants are very few
And most of the time his worries
Will go unspoken too
He’s there…… A firm foundation
Through all our storms of life
A sturdy hand to hold to
In times of stress and strife
A true friend, we can turn to
When times are good or bad
One of our greatest blessings,
The man that we call …DAD

-unknown

A letter to my child

Hello readers, when a lady becomes a mother then her life has changed forever. Her child means the world for her. Many writers, novelist, poets have written countless time about the mother, but very few explain the feelings of a father. Like a woman a man’s life too changed when he becomes a father.

So today I want to share what a father wants to say to his child; through my post in which he is writing a letter to his child.

“HAPPY READING”

My lovely child

I am taking the time to write this letter to you today, just to tell you that your father loves you more than anything. Though you are still the safest place of the earth (in your mother’s arm) I believe that one day you will read this letter and understand the true feeling of your dad.

My dad used to say “Anyone can become a father, but it takes a real guts to a man who can become a dad. Son you will get to know that when you become a father by yourself”.
And believe me today I can understand this very well what my dad meant.

The day your mother told me that you are coming was one of the most memorable day of my life. Though I couldn’t feel you inside my body, but believe me, you grow in my heart.
I still remember when you first kick in your mother’s womb, that day I said to God….. God, if you can make me a woman just for nine months then it will be a bless as I want to feel my child inside me. But the day I hold you in my arms something has changed inside me forever.

I might sound little mad, but to become a father is an unexplainable feeling. A man always presents himself like a big unshakable mountain, but a father is like a tree always there to give shadow to his children.

The day you born, I too take a new birth. You gave me new life and a new reason to live. Through this letter I want to tell you about many things which you by yourself learn throughout your journey.

First of all neither you nor me will able to meet each other without your mother. She will always be the first lady whom you should love & respect.

At the time of your birth many new relations have also born with you.  Every relation has its own place and importance in our life so learn how to give love, respect & compassion to each and everyone.

My dear child when I sum up everything I can tell you life is a name of learning. Everything that happens, everyone you will meet give you a chance to learn something valuable. Sometime it teaches in a hard way, but it’s up to you, how you take the lesson. It is a never ending journey that is filled with shades of gray.

You have to learn that all men are not true but for every scoundrel there is a hero; that for every enemy there is a friend. Everything in this world is beautiful but not everyone has the eyes to see ot. You need to develop those eyes through which you can see the good in people and appreciate them.

You will learn loosing is as important as winning. You have to learn how to accept your mistake and enjoy your success. You will learn that there is a magic world of books, but along with that also learn what nature wants to teach us.

People will say different things to you, learn how to listen as the most basic of all human needs is the need to understand and be understood. The best way to understand people is to hear them, but also learn how to filter all that you hear on a screen of truth.

To be emotional and sensitive is not a weakness; there is no shame in tears but be aware that others do not take advantage of this. There is a secret of quiet laughter use it when you feel sad.

Everyone is doing business here, so learn how to sell your brawn and brain, but never put a price tag on your heart and soul. Learn that the test of fire makes fine steel so never afraid of the struggle.

These all things take time, don’t  be in rush enjoy this beautiful journey.

It is a saying, ‘A child is a father of the man’ so we both learn and share many things together. I may not be always there to teach you, but I  will always be there to guide, share and grow with you.

Love you
Always yours
Dad

” Nothing I’ve ever done has given me more joy and rewards than being a father of my children”

Note: Dedicated to all lovely fathers of this world.

Thank you love

I am beautiful,
                  When your eyes see me
I am lovely,
                When you say you love me
I am complete,
               When you hold me in your arms
I am happy,
               Because you bring happiness in my life

I am alive,
             Because you are my life…..
                                      -supriya

This little poem is dedicated to my beloved husband, who gave new meaning to my life. He brings new hopes, new promises and new dreams.

Love you so much dear & thank you for making me a little part of your life.

Today is the perfect time
To tell you
What you mean to me
How I depend on you
To love me
For who I am
And believe in me
For what I hope to be……

Now I feel loved
Each time you smile
Or touch my hand
When I need someone to listen
I know you will understand….

So today, I celebrate my love for you
Grateful that we have the happiness life gives to just a few.
               

Story of a traveler

    “May came home with a
Smooth round stone
      As small as a world and
As large as alone”
               E.E CUMMINGS

Hello my lovely readers, writing after a short break. I missed it just like a thirsty man who misses every single drop of water.
So I thought I should write about something that I learned during the past few months.

My today’s story is dedicated to a city that calls me from a distant place. A city which never stops or sleep…. Mumbai (India)………HAPPY READING.

” Life is a journey we all need to travel”

I entered in the drawing room of my grand parent’s home, shouting, “hey grandpa where are you? Are you ready for the interview?

I was doing journalism and for my project I want to wrote a story about travelling & traveler and no one could be better than my grandpaa as he was a crazy traveler. Yes, he is crazy, he almost traveled every part of this earth.

His favorite quote was, “The world is like a book and those who do not travel read only one page.”

I shouted again.
Grandma  replied,” He went for a walk, just wait a while he is about to come.”
After a while he has come. As always he was looking great at age of 85. He was quite handsome.
I askedto grandpa, ” Are you ready for the interview? I really want to make this project the best one.
He said, “I would love to help you. Ask what you need to know.”
I said, ” Let’s begin with the beginning.  We all know that you are in love with travelling. And I want to publish a story of a traveler.”
Grandpa begins his story or I would say he began to tell the story of a traveler.

This story begins when I was a little boy. I was  around ten years old when first time I travelled with my father. We went to a little town, but that experience changed something inside me. New places, people, their custom, new surrounding,  new languages everything  have new life and I just love that feeling.

One day in school my teacher asked what we want to be and my answer was I wanted to be a traveler. Everyone laughed at me.
My teacher then said,” No one can do anything being a traveler. ”
I didn’t care what others say or think about me, my only aim was to be a traveler. But who could allow a little boy to see this big world alone.
Everyone opposes but at age of fifteen, I ran away from home. And start travelling, during that 6 to 7 years I almost cover half part of the glob. I saw many new places, met different kind of persons, learned new languages along with adopted many good and bad habits.

Though I was doing which I always want to do, but there was a feeling of  restlessness, an uneasiness which keeps making me sick. I was in search of something. ….. Something, about which I don’t know. In that search I reached in a distant village. Where I met a Sufi saint.

I told him about my quest. He listened and after some time, he said, ” You’re still a tourist not a traveler my son.”
I asked what is the difference between a tourist and a traveler.

” The traveler sees what he sees. The tourist sees what he has come to see” was his reply.

I asked, ” Would you tell me how could I become a traveler? ”
No, I can’t tell you that I can just help you to show the right path. Go back and live a few months at such a place where people take temporary shelter, then travel  through, first from bus, train and at the end of the ship after one year I will meet you at the same place. Hope you get what you are looking for. Just remember one thing. …..

“The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.”

After that conversation I take the leave. I did as the saint told me. I spent  six months in a temporary shelter made for travelers.  People come and go, some were friendly, some didn’t take much interest. Many times I talked to them, try to understand  from where they are coming and where are they going.

The season has passed & I started my journey again.
We met again. The  saint said, ” you seem different. Did you find what you were searching for?”

I replied calmly, ” My search is still going on but I found the answer of my questions. ”
So what you  have to share with me asked the saint.
I said,” you know, I learned three major things.

First, everything is temporary.
Second, the great affair is to move on.
Third, it made me modest. I got to know what a tiny place I ocuppy in this world.

Travelling and especially that temporary shelter in which you told me to spend time has taught me many unsaid lessons about life.

I met many people some I really liked, some I didn’t & if I say frankly, I fall in love with a few. Some hadn’t taken any interest other hurt me with their selfish behavior, but in the end all those emotion, not leave any great impact on me as I know that these people are here just to go.
The same thing is applicable on life. If we accept the truth that the present moment is the only thing we have then only we able to enjoy and continue our journey peacefully.

If I stick to that place I never able to see what this world has to offer me. Keep moving on is the only mantra of this journey. Likewise, in life too, many times something happens which hold us, we are not able to get out of that situation at that time we forget that  even water start stinking if it stop flowing.

And in the end through this experience I am able to know who I am & what I have to offer to this world in return.

I said, ” Thank you, if you haven’t suggested me to experience all this then I never able to know the truth. But I am still not able to get why you told me to travel through different means of transportation. ”

Saint smiled and say, ” I am happy for you, but as you said the great affair is to move. Yes, keep moving on is the main thing about this journey, but with that we need stability too, hope one day you find that stability too. And the reason of different means of transportation is to make the thing symbolize that in whatever way you travel or live your life in the end we all going to meet the same destination …….before  you go just remember one thing which I am going to tell you….  ..  .   
“It is good to have an end to journey towards; but it is the journey that matters, in the end… .   HAPPY JOURNEY”

That’s my story, the story of a traveler

I was  mesmerized by it, but still have a question. Did you find stability, which the saint was talking about?

“Yes, I have when I met your Grandma”. He said cheerfully

You know my son, life is not a road full of roses, but a path where you meet thorns too. On this journey many times you stumble, but to avoid the fall you need someone’s hand to hold you and that work will be done by your beloved.

NOTE: Hope you enjoy reading this story so please give your feedback and help me to improve as the …journey just begin.

Home Coming

I came back to my home

That place where my soul belongs

In the journey some time I lost

Some time I found my self

but never forget that its not my destination

I belong to somewhere else

When I feel to give up

think why still I hold on

Waiting for this home coming a way too long

Now I am at my  home and safe and filled

With the comfort of being somewhere I’ve already been

– Supriya

Always Remember

Always remember to forget,
the things that made you sad,
But never forget to remember,
the things that made you glad.

Always remember to forget
the friends that proved untrue,
But never forget to remember,
those that have stuck by you.

Always remember to forget
the troubles that passed away
But never forget to remember
the blessing that comes each day.

Always remember to forget
the pain that life gave,
But never forget to remember
those lesson it teaches you along the way.

It’s okay if you forget my name,
it’s okay if you forget who I am,
But never forget to remember
that my love is for you forever & always.