Swiggy is Amma and Uber is Appa

Sometimes parents don’t make their feelings clear they just assume that their kids know of their deep love towards them but expression and that hug is always required. With the lives getting taxing and challenging- money, latest gadgets, apps has somewhere created a zone where we all feel the comfort. Our time that is supposed to be spent with our kids is spent in working hard to get them the best. Our Kids today are growing up absolutely immersed in electronic media. What we learnt at what age is something they have seen ages back. Convenience and comfort from a parent has been replaced by the applications. But we need to remember to be in your child’s memories tomorrow you need to be in their lives today.

Here is what I read today and really find it worth sharing

“Swiggy is Amma and Uber is Appa”
With children’s day just gone, I was just musing on how children ARE these days. OK, I admit they are a zillion times more smarter than us with their smartphones but what about their persona, their attitudes, interests and their general psyche?

I remember that years ago when I was a kid, a small bowl of “halwa” or “kheer” on Sunday would be a heavenly delight for all of us. We used to look forward to that big occasion and sniff the aroma of that delicious porridge wafting out of the kitchen ; take a sneak-peek to check if our moms had really added those golden cashews and raisins bobbing up and down in the milky bubbles and look anxiously at the clock to see if the needle was really moving or not, towards our lunchtime!

Today, moms are no match for Swiggy and there is no magic left on sundays too.

Chunky cheese balls, crispy french fries, or delicious desserts like Tiramisu are just a call away. No more yearning for treats and no more earning them either- it’s all just “made to order” within minutes.

No more talk of “mom’s cooking” but it’s more of “swiggy booking” these days.

Dads are no exception either. No more begging dads to drop us to the tuition, dance class or friend’s place. No more asking permissions or waiting for parents to pick up. “I’m going out today, my Uber is on my way!”

Well, Swiggy and Uber may be a blessing for working moms and dads but they have grossly eroded the fine qualities of adjustment, accommodation and appreciation in our children.

Children are becoming more demanding and selfish with no thought spared to their parent’s efforts or their own welfare. All desires are instantly satiated and there is no scope for patience or perseverance.

Dads and Moms have become ATM machines to just unload cash and satisfy the needs of children. No questions asked!

I’m not against these user-friendly apps but am only anxious that they are making our children’s value system useless. Children are becoming increasingly opinionated and self-obsessed. The values of caring and sharing are slowly on the wane.
It will be no wonder if your kid starts to feel that “Swiggy is my amma and Uber or Paytm is my Appa”.

Make children understand that life is full of imperfections and disappointments and that the beauty of life is not in the instant gratification of desires but in the patient pursuit of them.
Let life be full of simple pleasures- a little charred, a little scarred, but never marred!

Time to teach them

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Money isn’t everything but everything needs money…

Its true but we do and we do that really often. On a social media site, came across this simple story, its simple, heard but still it goes the way it is, awareness is maybe just a “pretendence hashtag”.

*✳ भिखारी की नौकरी ✳*

*रंजना सिलाई मशीन पर बैठी कपडे काट रही थी*

*साथ ही बड़बड़ाये जा रही थी। उफ ये कैंची तो किसी काम की नही रही बित्ता भर कपड़ा काटने में ही उँगलियाँ दुखने लगी है।*

*पता नही वो सोहन ग्राइंडिंग वाला कहाँ चला गया।*

*हर महीने आया करता था तो कालोनी भर के लोगों के चाकू कैंची पर धार चढ़ा जाता था वो भी सिर्फ चंद पैसों में।*

*सोहन एक ग्राइंडिंग करने वाला यही कोई 20-25 साल का एक युवक था।*

*बहुत ही मेहनती और मृदुभाषी*

*चेहरे पे उसके हमेशा पसीने की बूंदे झिलमिलाती रहती लेकिन साथ ही मुस्कुराहट भी खिली रहती।*

*जब कभी वो कालोनी में आता किसी पेड़ के नीचे अपनी विशेष प्रकार की साईकिल को स्टैंड पे खड़ा करता जिसमे एक पत्थर की ग्राइंडिंग व्हील लगी हुई थी और सीट पे बैठ के पैडल चला के घुमते हुए पत्थर की व्हील पर रगड़ दे के चाक़ू और कैंचियों की धार तेज कर देता।*

*इसी बहाने कालोनी की महिलाये वहाँ इकठ्ठा हो के आपस में बातें किया करती।*

*जब वो नाचती हुई ग्राइंडिंग व्हील पर कोई चाकू या कैंची रखता तो उससे फुलझड़ी की तरह चिंगारिया निकलती जिसे बच्चे बड़े कौतूहल से देखा करते और आनन्दित भी होते ।*

*फिर वो बड़े ध्यान से उलट पुलट कर चाकू को देखता और संतुष्ट हो के कहता “लो मेम साब इतनी अच्छी धार रखी है कि बिलकुल नए जैसा हो गया।*

*अगर कोई उसे 10 मांगने पर 5 रूपये ही दे देता तो भी वो बिना कोई प्रतिवाद किये चुपचाप जेब में रख लेता।*

*मैंने अपनी पांच साल की बेटी मिनी को आवाज लगाई “मिनी जा के पड़ोस वाली सरला आंटी से कैंची तो मांग लाना जरा”। पता नही ये सोहन कितने दिन बाद कॉलोनी में आएगा।*

*थोड़ी देर बाद जब मिनी पड़ोस के घर से कैंची ले के लौटी तो उसने बताया कि उसने सोहन को अभी कॉलोनी में आया हुआ देखा है।*

*मैंने बिना समय गवाँये जल्दी से अपने बेकार पड़े सब्जी काटने वाले चाकुओ और कैंची को इकठ्ठा किया और बाहर निकल पड़ी।*

*बाहर जाके मैने जो देखा वो मुझे आश्चर्य से भर देने वाला दृश्य था।*

*क्या देखती हूँ कि सोहन अपनी ग्राइंडिंग वाली साइकिल के बजाय एक अपाहिज भिखारी की छोटी सी लकड़ी की ठेला गाड़ी को धकेल के ला रहा है और उस पर बैठा हुआ भिखारी “भगवान के नाम पे कुछ दे दे बाबा” की आवाज लगाता जा रहा है।*

*उसके आगे पैसों से भरा हुआ कटोरा रखा हुआ है। और लोग उसमे पैसे डाल देते थे।*

*पास आने पर मैंने बड़ी उत्सुकता से सोहन से पूछा “सोहन ये क्या ??*
*और तुम्हारी वो ग्राइंडिंग वाली साईकिल ??*

*सोहन ने थोड़ा पास आ के धीमे से फुसफुसाते हुए स्वर में कहा “मेमसाब सारे दिन चाकू कैंची तेज करके मुझे मुश्किल से सौ रुपये मिलते थे*

*जबकि ये भिखारी अपना ठेला खींचने का ही मुझे डेढ़ सौ दे देता है।*

*इसलिए मैंने अपना पुराना वाला काम बंद कर दिया।*

*मैं हैरत से सोहन को दूर तक भिखारी की ठेला गाड़ी ले जाते देखती रही।*

*और सोचती रही, एक अच्छा भला इंसान जो कल तक किसी सृजनात्मक कार्य से जुड़ा हुआ समाज को अपना योगदान दे रहा था आज हमारे ही सामाजिक व्यवस्था द्वारा भ्रष्ट कर दिया गया।*

एक चेतावनी भरी सीख:

*हम अनायास एक भिखारी को तो उसकी आवश्यकता से अधिक पैसे दे डालते है, लेकिन एक मेहनतकाश इन्सान को उसके श्रम का वह यथोचित मूल्य भी देने में संकोच करने लगते है जिससे समाज में उसके श्रम की उपयोगिता बनी रहे तथा उसकी खुद्दारी और हमारी मानवता दोनों शर्मिंदा होने से बच जाएँ।।*

😌😌😌😌😌😌😌

You cannot hold your head high with your hand out.

Clean the clutter of negativity this Diwali…

You can’t be ahead of life, life is way ahead of us. Surprises, energies, uncertainity, karma and time will be follow you all the time.
We are imitators, since our birth we start imitating some thing or some other person. Like as an infant we try n imitate our elders around. We have full cantrol on our body and mind when we are imitating someone we like in sense if behaviour, mannerism, way of speaking, certain way of dressing up.We become what we think and develop a pattern and mindset of our own with own set of rules. We draw an invisible boundary around us to protect ourselves from our own beliefs. “This is right, thats not” and start judging ourselves and others on that basis.Look at the beliefs that form the groundwork of your life. We are full of beliefs that we have collected over the years – attitudes, ideas, opinions and conditioning. And we are so full of what we know that when challenged, we just refuse to accept even the things that makes sense , “Don’t try n teach me, this is how I have believed whole my life and now you want me to change it.” So we live with a set of beliefs that becomes religion, a set of beliefs called politics, a set of beliefs about ourselves, a set of beliefs about the kind of people that we like or don’t like and a set of beliefs about everything else. What we say becomes a law for us but we forget that life comes with a fundamental law of cause n affect, action and reaction.
The Law of Cause and Effect exists in its true state, its not biased for anyone. Like night or sunshine. If you are standing in the sun, you receive the warmth and healing benefits of the sun’s rays. If you are standing in the shade, it seems like the sun isn’t shining on you. But who moved you into the shade? Who moved you into the darkness? The truth is we are in darkness because of our ignorance, Emotional dependency and self-reliance. “No one can give you what you want or what you don’t want.” Remember there are no victims, we only volunteer to become one to our own created situations.
The day you will start considering it, you’ll realize it’s true. Its disheartening and may be hard to accept at the beginning, but once you get pass that point in your life you’ll realize that it’s very liberating.
This universe is full of energies, good and bad. Our thought become our energy and attract these energies. A good energy will attract positive energies from the universe and likewise your negative thinking will attract the negative energies. Our thoughts, these energies get us to our karma we behave how we feel is right and here the fundamental law of cause n effect comes in action with our karma. We do good we get good, there could be a delay in getting maybe but if we do bad we get bad in return for sure.Dont let your negative visualisation rule your life.Face your worry and see it as an illusion. It cannot exist unless you give it power and give it life.
Start to release everything that is no longer a part of what you want to create in your life. Just like you do to make your house beautiful every Diwali or new year, we give material things away that we no longer use. We make room for what we want or need now… Give your items to friends or… give them to charity. And as your clean out, put what’s left in order because if you have clutter in your life, it is an indication of clutter within your mind.” Exactly like this clear the burden of the past clutter and negativity from your life, holding things for some time is human as we feel its our hard earned possesion, be it a feeling or a thing, but making them a part of your life will debarred you from accepting new things, don’t let your mind be a slave to a old jeannie lamp. Breathe out get air. .Be sure you separate ‘who you are’ from ‘what you have’ and ‘what you do’.” Its your life and you can mould it the way you want and life gives you enough chances to repair. Give your present a head on start each day. We cannot change past events, no matter how painful, but we can always intend how we ‘feel’ about them and heal ourselves. We as if in some competition with our ownself is always trying to get somewhere other than where we are so that we can finally be happy? The truth is that all unhappiness is caused by denial of the present. Its exactly gonna come around back the way it has earlier in the forms of regret.
So now is the time to remove the clutter.
Remember
“If you don’t do the choosing, life will choose for you, and it may not be the choice you want.”

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Quotes tag…every quote is a story folded in few words

I always wanted a perfect ending nor its that life has ended but now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next. It’s like a new story everyday coming in anyway, any form. Whenever I read some quote it feels everyone is telling a story about themselves inside their own head. Always. All the time. That story makes them what they are. And we build and relate ourselves out of that story.
A friend of mine, a very inspiring writer ” The Shining Gem” tagged me to do a Quotes Tag that means we have to share some quotes, not require us to own the quote, it could be from anyone. The quotes you think you can relate to. I would really like to thank him as doing this particular tag is actually a whole process of regenerating n rejuvenating yourself with the positivity.
Basically I feel every quote has a story to tell, its the experience shared in few modest words. So here I am jotting few of my favourites.

“I have not failed. I’ve just found 10,000 ways that won’t work.”—Thomas Edison

“The only time a woman is helpless is when her nail polish is drying. Other than that, watch out”-Anonymous.

सिखा न सकी …जो उम्र भर तमाम किताबें मुझे … करीब से कुछ चेहरे पढ़े और न जाने कितने सबक सीख लिऐ…!

If you don’t like where you are, Move, you are not a tree.

When people treat you like they don’t care, believe them.

Close some doors, not because of incapacity, pride or arrogance, but simply because theyy no longer lead somewhere.

So the list is endless…

Human objects# women

Why revenge? Its important? Then one who wants to take must have gone through something that he or she considered wasn’t appropriate but I fail to understand why punishing or targeting little helpless girls for plotting their revenge. What kind of trend it is that front page of the newspaper makes you feel helpless about your life and life of your near ones.
This recent news of Kashmir just terrified me. How far it is right that they get the right to plan a gang rape of a nine year old then striking the head with an axe and gauging the eyes out with knife and then putting acid on the body. For what? An ongoing problem and insecurity of one of the wife of a man. Where was she wrong in midst of all this to have gone through all the pain. How is she responsible to have got all this.
Was cluttering the old newspapers and shockingly another one in today’s newspaper, a highly educated IT officer molesting and threatening a 12 year old househelp. And the man has two daughters of his own living with him in the same house. It took whole one year to get the kid the chance to go to her parents and tell the incident. Mean while the pain she would have gone through? Its a shame.
What punishment or law can stop this cruelty? Law is helpless too. Punishment can’t take away their pain too.
A judge in Jhunjhunu district of Rajasthan has penned an emotional poem while awarding death sentence to a man for raping a three-year-old girl onAugust 2. The 22-year-old accused was sentenced to death on Friday by a POCSO court._

*Jis masoom ko dekh ke man me pyar umad ke ata hai, dekha usi ko man me kuch ke haivan utar ke ata hai.*
*Kapdo ke karan hote rape jo kahe unhe batlau mai, akhir teen sal ki bacchi ko saree kaise pehnau mai.*
*Agar ab bhi na sudhre to ek din aisa ayega, is desh ko beti dene se bhagwan bhi ghabraega*

The world today is changing, but unfortunately, rape is still happening every single day. People are beginning to talk about it more but it is still not reaching a point where there is a solution.

As long as this cruelty continues to happen and as long as people out there still think it is even slightly okay, then everyone is still in danger of this happening to them.

Arz kiya hai…

एक सुकून कि तालाश मे,
ना जाने कितनी बेचैनियाँ पाल लीं…

और लोग कहते हैं,
हम बड़े हो गये और ज़िन्दगी संभाल ली…👥👥👥

: बचपन में सबसे अधिक पूछा गया एक सवाल ।
-बड़े होकर क्या बनना है….?
अब जाकर जवाब मिला ।
-फिर से बच्चा बनना है ….!!

But I do…

Maybe now I understand why things are temporary maybe now I understand why it has to end. I just wanted grow up at any cost because I felt I am the most miserable kid around, as I have the most strict parents who never allow me to take holiday on the weekdays just like that. Now why it was so necessary to have a reason or always have a reason to take off from school goddamn they never understood its a long journey of years to go and study. And to my support I have this one sister just one year old to me who never allowed me to touch her stuff, coz I spoil it, ‘so what?’ I was younger to her.
I think I would have called me to b felt it then in my childhood what its like to be a grownup then now. But unfortunately when I actually grew up I just wanna go back in time. So much passed, forgotten…friends, games, teachers, school…
But I remember, I still do how I would put my arms in my shirt and tell people that I lost my arm.
But I remember sleeping with all the soft toys and the dolls all together so that none of them get offended.
But I remember how I would wait behind the door to scare someone but leave soon as the person took too long to come and I just didn’t had the patience.
But I remember I had this pen with 6 colours and I always tried pushing all the buttons at once.
But I remember how I thought that moon is following my car and I continued checking every minute is he still doing it or he has given up.
But I remember how I watched those two drops of water roll down the window and pretend it’s a race.
But I remember when I swallowed the orange seed I was scared to death that now a tree is going to grow in my tummy and get tense how am I gonna make my pony and hide the tree popping up from my scalp and hide that at school.
But I remember how important it was to look fair at school and could not wait to look fair so how I applied talcum powder over my wet face and finally ended up looking like a clown when reached school.
But I remember how I would fake being asleep so that mum and dad could carry me to the bed.
But I remember how my attempt to finish the chewing gum by chewing gum whole night always ended with first a “Yes” when I found its not in my mouth, then a “No” when I found it stuck over the wall or my pillow.
Lots of memories and moments.
Do you remember when you were a kid and could not wait to grow up what you were thinking?
No matter how much I grow life amazes me all the way.
I wonder may be years after what I am doing now will become funny too and I might be penning it like
But I DO REMEMBER…

Bade din ho gaye

When I was four years old, my mum always told me that happiness was the key to a good life, then I went to school and my teacher asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I said I wanted to be “HAPPY”.
To this she told “You didn’t understand the assignment, but me the mumma’s girl told her you didn’t understand life.”
I understood and believe that someday everything that appears now weird or irrelevant will make perfect sense. I understood there are no apologies, no excuses, noone to lean on, rely on or to blame. Its your journey and you are responsible for the quality of it. Laugh on your confusions, find reasons to smile in midst of tears and remember everything happens for a reason, infact a good reason. It may not feel the way at present but it will enrich you with the experiences to grow, it will give you an understanding that everything is temporary, time has no time for moments to hold. So, if its a bad moment, it shall pass .

And, if its a good moment, it will become a cherished memory.
Memories “that last and can be created..”

*बड़े दिन हो गए*
इतने channels होने पर भी लगता है कुछ नहीं देखा चित्रहार देखने की इंतज़ार को बड़े दिन हो गए
अब 2 रोटी खाकर चिंता कि वजन न बढ़ जाये
वो स्कूल से लौटकर 5-5 रोटी खाये *बड़े दिन हो गए…..।*
ये बारिशें आजकल
रेनकोट में सूख जाती हैं…
सड़कों पर छपाके उड़ाए *बड़े दिन हो गए*…. ।
अब सारे काम सोच समझ कर करती हूँ ज़िन्दगी में….
वो पहली गेंद पर बढ़कर छक्का लगाये *बड़े दिन हो गए*…।
वो ढ़ाई नंबर का क्वेश्चन पुतलियों में समझाना…
किसी दोस्त को नक़ल कराये *बड़े दिन हो गए*…. ।
जो कहना है
फेसबुक पर डाल देती हूँ….
*किसी को* चुपके से चिट्ठी पकड़ाए *बड़े दिन हो गए*…. ।
बड़ा होने का शौक भी
बड़ा था बचपन में….
काला चूरन मुंह में तम्बाकू सा दबाये *बड़े दिन हो गए*…. ।
आजकल खाने में मुझे
कुछ भी नापसंद नहीं….
वो मम्मी वाला अचार खाए
*बड़े दिन हो गए*…. ।
सुबह के सारे काम
अब रात में ही कर लेती हूँ….
सफ़ेद जूतों पर चाक लगाए *बड़े दिन हो गए*….. ।
लोग कहते हैं
अगली बड़ी सलीकेदार है….
दोस्त के झगड़े को अपनी लड़ाई बनाये
*बड़े दिन हो गए*….. ।
वो साइकल की सवारी
और ऑडी सा टशन…
डंडा पकड़ कर कैंची चलाये
*बड़े दिन हो गए*…. ।
किसी इतवार खाली हो तो
आ जाना पुराने अड्डे पर…
दोस्तों को दिल के शिकवे सुनाये
*बड़े दिन हो गए*………..

(poem is a forward by an old friend)

Its the little things in life…

She always catches my attention. Daily in the morning she was there for them or they were there for her. Where to many they were lovable, to many they were a nuisance blocking the whole end of the road to the turn. Every morning passing through that turn she comes in my way with a long stick n just about when I try to drive the car she stand in the middle of the road banging the road with her long stick to fly them away of that narrow road. “The old lady with a little bended backbone.”

Picture courtesy: Google

(could not click while driving but looks somewhat like her)
They fly n clean my way and I move on but they flew back again. Could be to join back the flock or may be for the feed. Then one morning again while passing through the same I observed the temple,there was one temple just opposite to that turn on the opposite lane. In most of the religions its considered auspicious to feed the birds. ..yeah I can recall I saw the same kind a kit of pigeons outside famous Mahalakhshmi temple of Mumbai. People feed them.

The feed from the people coming out of the temple. ” So may be it could be the reason for those flying species to collect there too ‘The feed‘ which people buy from that old lady with the stick…yeah she use to sell bird feed on that turn. Call it her livelyhood but I call it her love. The love that wanted to feed them and protect them. Sometimes little ways touch no matter its your personal or work life…vibes count.

Original picture showing the turn.