How about a Bun from Dad’s oven

 

So this one’s coming right fresh from my mind, and even when it is 1:02 am in this land down under, I couldn’t refrain myself from this pleasure…of writing….writing finally, after so many days…weeks and months I guess!! So after so many stagnant-cursor-watching-sessions of mine & endless encouragements from friendly souls, here I am, ecstatic, to finally type and see the cursor move.

I was just telling hubby dear about this incident, that had happened a few years ago, 4 years ago to be precise. I was a new mommy bee and had just resumed work after a 4-month maternity break. A few weeks later, the employee care community at work had organised a social event where we all had to come to work all dressed up in Indian ethnic wear.  And as we say in India, we do nothing for free, so the community announced that the best dressed would be chosen for a question-answer round and the winners would be prized. That was enough an incentive for a bored office public to come dressed up to work, as dolled up as possible.

As it happened, I got chosen for the question-answer round from my team, strangely enough, as I wasn’t even my very confident self that day – Thanks to my post-partum hormones. Anyway, there I was standing on the small podium of the office cafeteria, faced by my corporate division’s who’s who. The organiser pulled out a question for me from a list full of some old-school beauty pageant’s finale.

The question was “Given a chance, what one thing would you like to change in the world  & Why?” (On another note all-together, thank God I was in India and this question was asked by an Indian, cause had it been for some Aussie, I would have never on the face of this earth understood “Goiven aey choince, what oyaine thoing would you loike to chaonge oin this woerld?” anyway, not being able to understand Aussie accent is completely another story, which I shall truly narrate some other time). Huh..anyway…so hearing this question, the first thought that came to the new-momma-me and that what I blurted out was “I would like to change the system of birth, I would like men to try giving birth”. *clap clap clap*. All the ladies in the crowd couldn’t just stop admiring the proposition as if I was really asking for some votes on this decision that I had to make for the world. Now for the ‘Why’ part of the question, I continued answering “and that is because I believe mums, rather than dads, get more love from their children because they endure physical pain to bring them into this world, and I believe fathers are no less, thus they too deserve the same love & emotions from their children” I had to cut it this short because of course, it was a contest and not a philosophical seminar on “World Improvement Thoughts by Reema Arora”. And not so surprisingly, no one understood the why part of my answer and all the claps faded away. A close friend even told me later that evening that I gave the right answer with a wrong explanation.

I don’t want to tell you what was the contest result because, no prizes for guessing – I didn’t win..Shhh!!

Anyways, so this fine night, I was explaining it to myself what I actually meant when I had said that. See, we all know and believe mothers are the best! We write poems about motherly love and consider it the most divine power on the face of earth, we compare mums to no less than the ultimate power driving the universe. But if we really think, what is it that mums do and dads don’t. Do dads not know how to inculcate values in the young hearts, Do dads not know how to nurture young buds into honest nice humble human beings, Do dads not know how to make them brave enough to face the world, Do dads not know what to feed them, Do dads not know how to make them skilled, Do dads not sit by their bedside when we fall sick, Do dads not worry about them when they forget to return missed calls and don’t show up until 3 am in the morning, Do dads not protect them from evils….Yeah..Dads don’t endure a physical pain to bring them into this world…yes, that’s true, absolutely true…hmm…so we found one thing that dad’s don’t do…but aren’t we forgetting something here… it is not “Dads don’t” it is “ Dads can’t”. Had nature given them an opportunity, probably they would have done it, am sure they would have done it, because they have a huge sense of responsibility & love for their wife and their child. Had they been given an option, they would have certainly chosen themselves over their wives to undergo this unexplainable experience. And who knows, probably they would have handled the post natal much better than us ladies, cause they are much more headstrong, not swayed away by mood swings and less likely to fall into depression. And then the one thing that they don’t do, would have turned around and made them equally loved like mums. Or better still, mum and dad could take turns…an ideal world with complete load balancing!! Aha!!

The point is, we really don’t know what one can achieve unless they are given a chance…God –  I hope you are reading this…

Loads of Love

Reema~~

You are worth it!! Stay blessed!!

We, the women, are the strangest & the most interesting creation of God. Sometimes I feel we have in us, each and every feeling, ever created and felt in the world. And the best part is, we are different, not only from any other species but from our own selves at two given points in time. We are powerful to run a billion-dollar firm, but we are delicate at heart enough to cry when a friend declares good news,  we are clever at one time and emotional fools at the other; we are quick to get angry and quicker to forgive; we dress as royal queens sometimes and other times, messy PJs look is all that we need; we are brave to deliver a baby, but a small roach on the bathroom floor can scare the bejesus out of us; we love like no one else can, we hate like no one else can even think of; we are happy and flying at times and at others, sad for no good reason whatsoever!

Mood swings are one essential part of being a woman! Let’s accept it, at times, for no good reason whatsoever, we show our worst to people whom we love the most and then we hate ourselves for it.It is as if, if we do not have any problems or stress creating bugs in sight, then we start looking for them. If we do find them, we are reasonably sad and if we don’t find them, we become sad that we do not have anything to be sad about. Yes that’s true! and its not our fault! Our model was designed that way!

So, the big question is, if there is a solution to this madness caused by searched sadness! Yes! There very well is. The key is to stay alert. Stay alert to these bugs that creep in to our mood and destroy our day. Why not just kick them in their ass and instead try out something immediately that makes us happy. Here are a few pointers, these work for me, hopefully you might find a one or two that lift you up too….check these out and don’t forget to add suggestions to this list. You might be helping a man coping with a swingy woman!!

Count your blessings – and do this every single day at a time of your convenience.You’ll be amazed by how many you came up with if you would really try. Believe me, it works wonders! And If you have religious faith, then do remember to thank your God for those, every single time.

Pamper Yourself – Once in a while pamper yourself. Take some time off, from every possible responsibility that you own and just do what you have to. Go out wonder in the rain, take pictures, write something, spare some time for your hobby, listen to your favorite music at a volume of your choice, visit a spa, get a beauty service, take a nap, try retail therapy; simply indulge yourself completely in what you like and not what you have to. Even an hour would do good!!

Make time for besties– Always find time to talk to friends that make you happy, however far they may be. Stay connected. More important than that, cut out the ones that make you sad. They do not deserve you and your time. A small chat with a positive friend can transport you to another world all together, a world full of joys and wonderful times spent together.

Cook your favorite meal = Bake a chocolate cake– Cooking will give you a sense of great achievement plus you will have a meal of your own choice to relish upon, cooked just right to your taste. and my my, who doesn’t love chocolate and its scientifically proven magic effects on our mood.

Share your happiness – You know what, you share one happy news to the world and the world will bounce back with many more. This is tried and tested. I just did this one today on my FB page. I am happy with many reasons and shared those with my friends. Before I knew, I could see more happy news brought to me by friends who remembered to tell me there share after reading my status and so began many happy conversations with many of my friends. Positive attracts positive, is the law of attraction in the universe and it really works. Additionally, you will be happy to see that so many of your friends are genuinely happy in your happiness and that would surely double it!

Most important, Love Yourself – Nobody can make you happier or sadder than you. Learn to cheer yourself up because you put yourself in a state of sadness first of all. You are the best person in the world and the one person who deserves most of your love is YOU, you are totally worth it!!

Stay Blessed!

Luv

Reema

Uniform, Shoes and Cute Little Pigtails!

O my Little Princess

I couldn’t Sleep All Night

Tossing & Turning..Looking at your Angelic Face

Thinking if the time was Right

And As you take your First Steps towards that School Gate

I feel Something in my Heart is Sinking

You are all Delighted, proud of being a big girl today

But my Discomfort, You too are Sensing…

Running, You come Back to Me

to give me a Hug, my Sunshine

That Twinkle in your Eyes tells me

“Mamma I’ll be just Fine…”

There you go running back to the school

Excited to make new Friends and Explore new things

I am as excited too…

But as the gate closes and my Eyes can’t see You

I am restless again and the stupid Tears roll by

Your Father holds my hand and says,“She can manage”

“I know, I know she can…but can I?”

These aren’t the tears of joy I would say, nor of sadness or emptiness…

they are of mixed Feelings..feelings beyond words, that a Mother is made of…..

“My eyes can’t wait for the noon….”

O God!! Why do Little Girls grow up too very soon…