Sunday, May 10, 2015


This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 54; the fifty-fourth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. 

Mom: Be a good girl, take care of yourself and be a good daughter-in-law.
Daughter: But I don’t want to leave you and Dad. I want to stay with you Forever.
Mom: Every girl has to go one day. Eventually you will have to go my dear. They are your new family.
Daughter: I have never lived without you guys. How will I manage? I don’t know them.
Mom: You have to lead your life with your husband and he is a nice guy, he will take good care of you.
Daughter: But you love me more! You guys know my nature, my habits. I feel scared and lonely with them.
Mom: They will love you as well, you will be happy. Don’t worry, we are just a phone call away.
Daughter: If you say so, I will try my best. But I can’t imagine my life without you all. Life will not be the same, I wish I could stay with you forever.

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Sunday, January 4, 2015

Surreal love

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 50; the fiftieth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. In association with ​Soulmates: Love without ownership by Vinit K Bansal. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton.

"With her starved legs wide open she lay on the bed with her dress gathered at her waist. She was squeezing as he sniffed her hungry labia and licked it caressingly. Her legs widened and her pelvic swayed in a rhythm. He had tasted and tickled her clit and stroked the vulva till she moaned and was out of breath. She clenched her fists and felt the contractions between her legs, when she closed her legs on his face. She was satisfied. 
She got up to soothe him and petted him till he wagged his tail. She fondled his balls and stroked him till there was a knot and he was hard like a rock. He was ecstatic with the rhythmic hand job. He stood still and panted heavily. He calmed himself down, after he had cleaned himself looking at her happy face."

It all came to her as a flashback one night when she was crying to herself lying next to her husband. Kaina had consciously forgotten about it as if it were a dream, because the fact was she was now married. She never had to explain Rocky, what she needed. They knew how the other felt within by a mere look in each other's eyes. But this relationship was a secret. Probably because it would not be understood by anyone except the two of them. Actually it was not acceptable by the society she lived in. Although she could but she never let Rocky become a part of her present even though he lived with her and her husband to make sure she gives 100 percent to her marriage.

That night when Kaina tried explaining her husband how badly she needed him to make love, she felt as if she was begging and justifying her physical needs. Thereafter she thought to herself, Some people become a part of our souls, they don't ask you questions. You don't tell them a thing. Yet they know what is missing, what you need, what has happened, what will satisfy you, what will make you happy. As she pondered sitting alone in her room the next morning, Rocky came to her waging his tail and he rubbed his head against her arm. She felt no resistance, as her legs unfurled to his warm tongue yet again as he understood what she needed. She realised who was her real soul mate.

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Thursday, January 1, 2015

2015 is here!

Unbelievable! I didn't write a word in year 2014 on my blog! I was definitely too occupied with work, family and work again. Well, it's better late than never. 
I am glad I am back and this time I am not just back for one post in the year. I am back for good. I am going to be regular and I promise to write and blog hop often. (No that is not my new year resolution!) I will blog more often because it has always given my peace and made me happy.
I have a few thoughts in my mind that I want to keep close in my daily thoughts. Hence I want to pen them down here:
I want to stay positive, be a good person and do good this year.
I will love myself and take care of myself. I will have more of ME time..
I will smile, laugh, sing and dance more often. Just a little bit of fun won’t spoil me!
Last, but not the least I want to be thankful to God, my elders and have gratitude in my heart for everything and everyone because it has always made me feel light inside and feel good!
I am going to write soon about what all has happened in year 2014 in my upcoming blog posts.
Wishing all my readers and dear ones an year filled with new opportunities, new strengths to realize dreams that are old and new! Wishing everyone around me and out there good health, lots of wealth, success in whatever they do and most importantly happiness each day and in years to come! A very happy new year 2015!



Monday, December 2, 2013

Redefined Love of an Arranged Marriage

I can not forget how I you looked and when I met you for the first time,
I had butterflies in my stomach, I wore my peach dress and a sweet smile..
I still remember those days, text messages and meetings we had,
Oh! I can't skip our arguments and fights which drove us mad..
Although we had our moments of "getting to know each other",
I was still not in love..and was unsure about our marriage and future..
Sometimes I was excited, sometimes I felt loved and sometimes I was misunderstood,
But mostly I was scared of this decision and I was terribly confused.. 
Now after living a hundred and ninety eight days of our marriage with you ,
Today I feel how naive, ignorant and stupid I was to doubt you..
You haven't let any day pass without expressing how much you love me,
With you there hasn't been a night when you haven't hugged me..
I cook for you once in a while and you buy me gifts occasionally,
You are a spouse, a guide and my friend I can trust completely.. 
Our fights haven't reduced, we argue, we cry sometimes and complain, 
Honey but our love conquers these fights each time and would still remain same.. 
You have accepted me with all my imperfections and loved me everyday,
your unconditional and selfless love has made me a different "Me" today.. 
Each day I thank God for blessing me with you my darling,
I thank you for being so understanding, caring and loving..
Actually I thank you for being "you"! 

Love you forever and always..

P.S.1 - Thanks to my dearest friend Khushboo and her entire family for introducing me to you! :)
P.S.2 - I am back again and a Big Hello to my Blogville friends :) ! I hope you remember me :P

Tuesday, January 22, 2013

A Blessed 2013 :)

Dear Blog,

First of all a very Happy New Year to all my blog friends, I know I have delayed this post enough, but as they say better late than never. So here I am. I hope this years unfolds and brings happiness, prosperity and good health to your life. May God sprinkle a lot of surprises upon you and your loved ones.

With this warm wish and a little promise of blogging more frequently, I wish everyone a great 2013 ahead! 

Happy Blogging! :-)

Saturday, December 29, 2012

My nation awaits 'Moral Renaissance'

The Delhi gang rape on 16th December' 2012 along with a series of incidents that followed this barbarous act, have drawn a very shabby image of our country's state of law and order in front of the whole world. The brutal act of six men raping a 23-year old girl and assaulting her along with a male companion on a moving bus has not only shaken the entire nation but has galvanized mass protest against 'crime against women' in India. 

The Indian youth stood unitedly for the safety of the women of the country. The policemen across the capital and the higher authorities could not adapt to the outrage. They were not sensitive or empathetic towards the youth who was out on the streets of Delhi, supporting and protesting against this heinous crime. While I pen down my views, I feel a cold shiver as this thought strikes me, "What if all this happened with me?"
Quite honestly, we can not even imagine this villainous offence with ourselves, our sisters, our mothers or our female friends. But deep inside our hearts we know, it could have been any one of us in place of that 23-year old girl. A hero in true sense, she fought with fortitude and unfortunately passed away this morning after undergoing emergency treatment in Singapore for brain and gastrointestinal damage from the assault. 
Including the top government officials of our country, the entire nation has mourned her saddening demise. She is in the prayers of one and all, may God rest her soul in peace and give strength to the bereaved family to deal with the loss of their beloved daughter.
What haunts the protesters and the women of this country still is, the accused are still alive, although their death would have not cured the victim or pacified the masses. It is high time and justice must be given. The police officials, committee personals and the ministers were seen promising to the nation via media of better laws and governance. It would be seen in the coming year when all these suggestions would be implemented or when "you" go out and let your daughters go out without the fear of being raped or assaulted by anyone.

Sunday, November 4, 2012

Real Celebrations of Life

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 33; the thirty-third edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. The theme for the month is 'Celebrations'

If we were to go by the dictionary meaning for Celebration it says, "to observe (a day) or commemorate (an event) with ceremonies or festivities or to make known publicly or proclaim or to perform with appropriate rites and ceremonies; solemnize"
Need I say the moment one reads these words, images of the respective meanings take us down the memory lane to our favorite festivals, our birthdays, our promotions, achievements, targets met, house-warming, new assets, a new born in the family, foot-tapping music along with dance, delectable delicacies and last but not the least weddings! 
"Celebration" in simple words signifies manifold joy and triumph in numerous ways. Behind all these special occasions goes a lot of preparation, hard work, sincerity and mostly a lot of purchasing. Would it be appropriate if I call it a journey? A journey of anticipation. With each passing day you are one step closer to exuberance. We all know what awaits us. A special day over-flowing with smiles, near and dear ones around, aroma of joy in the air, rosy-cheeks with glistening eyes, plentiful camera-clicking, guests dressed to perfection, ceremonies/festivities/achievements/additions elevating the present state of being. 
A moment when you are uninhibitedly enthusiastic. 
But this reminds me of the childhood joys, when I used to play with my friends and the excitement that followed with the winning score. It reminds me of the grey clouds and rains on a winter night. How can I forget the act of bunking college for movie plans with friends. My first kiss reminds me of how my heart skipped and tickled at the same time. The moment of getting a surprise from someone. Being appreciated. Receiving compliments. Praying and wishes fulfilled. First bike ride. Ironically these moments do not require any preparation and are little celebrations of life without any decorations. They can not be artificially created or planned. They can be felt as we live each day, as we grow old.
But how many times have we paid any heed to the these little celebrations? How many times have we clicked ourselves candidly and admired it? Ever looked at your childhood albums? I am sure you will find many such moments captured. 
As we grow older, our heart gets lured with the grand celebrations in life. Which is absolutely not wrong, the nature of "celebration" is such that as years pass by we eagerly wait for these significant days in our lives. Undoubtedly they are memorable and popular. But what we overlook is that the "real" and spontaneous joys(celebrations) of life are unlimited and can be relished anytime without any anticipation or preparation. They are as special as our festivals, as our achievements, weddings, new assets. They are gala in nature too if rejoiced effusively!
So this festive season, I have a sweet and simple wish - May we celebrate the festivities of life and not just the festivals/days in a year. 

Happy Celebrating!

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