Thursday, 29 December 2011

Happy 2012 to All I Know and To All You May Know


Happy 2012, Life is Too Short to Enjoy, if you Hold on to Yesterdays Sorrow’s you will Never Enjoy the Joys of Today (Image Source Not Known)



Happy 2012 to All I Know and To All You May Know
Bye to Sorrows of 2011 and Welcome to Happiness of 2012
To Everyone I Know and to Everyone you May Know
Life is Too Short to Enjoy, if you Hold on to Yesterdays Sorrow’s you will Never Enjoy the Joys of Today
So for 2012 Lets Make a Resolution
To Not to Look Back at the Sad Memories of 2011 but to Look Forward to Change Each Day of 2012 into Happy Memories for Tomorrow

AGREE

You Might Have Had Some of the WORST and the BEST Moments of Your Life in 2011
While Some Moments would have Made you STRONGER, Some Moments would have made you WEAKER
You Might have LOST some, but would have also GAINED some people
You Would have Shed Lot Many Tears of HAPPINESS and Lot More Tears of SADNESS
While it might be DIFFICULT to Empty your Mind with all those Memories
BUT, there is No End to Trying,
Let’s TRY to Atleast Forget and Forgive all Those Things and People who Brought or Made Us Sad in 2011
And be Optimistic of Getting Back the LOVE and CARE we Shared with the People we Know in the Year Ahead, in 2012
Wish you All a
Happy and Prosperous 2012


I am not a great poet, but nothing is wrong in making an effort. Hope you all like it and enjoy reading it, from the bottom of my heart HAPPY 2012 and Sorry to all those whom I might have hurt in 2011, whether knowingly or unknowingly. Please feel free to Leave me Your New Year Wishes in the Comment Box below. 

Monday, 26 December 2011

Finally Anita’s Prayer Was Heard


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26-12-2011 something unexpected happened.



The clock had just struck 8:00 in the morning and I was getting ready for the office, my phone rang, it was Anita’s number, I picked up the call instantly. On the other side I could hear her say “Gayathri make it fast to the hospital I am in labor”. Quickly I called our HR and asked for 4 days leave next I called my Project Manager to inform him about the leaves. I packed in all the important things and left for the hospital.

Over there I could see that Raj was in the waiting area, it also meant that Anita was already taken into the operation room. From the beginning doctors had told that she would have to get C-section done. So I did not get to meet her when I reached the hospital.

My heart was racing fast, I was worried what would be the result, will it be a boy or girl, and was praying to God requesting him to give her a boy.

After about 30 mins we could hear the baby’s crying, my heart started to beat even faster. The nurse came out and was calling Raj, he was not around, I looked for him, and finally found him sitting near Shivjis idol in the hospital. 

Quickly we went to the nurse, she handed the child to Raj saying it’s a baby boy, “Oh my! GOD is Great! Really!” Were the first words that came out of my mouth with tears about to flow from my eyes, I silently thanked God.

The little bundle of joy looked so cute, though “little bundle of joy” is just a phrase, it cannot be used better anywhere else, because had it been a girl, she would have been accepted with some disappointment no more being a “little bundle of joy”. Just hope, like Anita God has the will to help several other Anita’s out there, who need a Boy for the family.  

Story About Teaching with Patience



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Basics taught in school and at home during the kindergarten days of a child form the stepping stones to a child’s prosperous future. Hence they need to be handled with lots of care during this stage of their life, when their brain opens up to accept new things being taught by their parents, friends, family and teachers at school. However the problem is they some times lack the desire the zeal to learn new things. As a parent I have often faced situations when Niti would simply give up learning and show complete lack of interest in that what is being taught,

Tuesday evening was such a day, she had been taught writing numbers 6,7 and 8, 6 and 7 were easy for her, but 8 was a real problem. Teacher at school had remarked several times in her book that she needs to practice writing 8. So, on Tuesday I had decided that I will teach her writing 8, hold her hand make her practice. But as we started I was pissed off, she showed no interest in writing, she would constantly divert her interest into toys. First I scolded her, but still she was reluctant to do it, I had to let go as I never like to force her to do things that she did not wanted to do. I was a little annoyed, but then, that is how it is, I had to live it to her.

Soon we closed the books, she started playing with a rope and I went on cleaning the room. I finished my cleaning within 15 minutes, Niti was still playing with the rope passing it through the window frame. I was watching her when she looked at me and said “mamma do you want to learn how to pass the rope through the window frame?” yes, was my reply and she was keen to teach me. She tried several times to teach but I behaved as if I was not able to get it. After 6 or 7 failed attempts to teach me, she gave up and was annoyed with me saying “Mamma I am trying to teach you in every possible way, but why don’t you understand? It is so simple. I am not going to teach you anymore”.

I told Niti, yes, it is really easy for you and me, but I did that purposefully to make you understand how it feels when you do not take in what I teach you. I know that you can write 8 very well, but today I do not know why you did not wanted to give it a try. Just like you, even I got hurt when you were not able to pick it up. Her reply was “Oh! Mamma, I am so sorry to have done that, let us write 8 and I am sure I will learn it instantly.” Then we wrote 8 several times and this time she was able to grasp it easily. 

I was so happy!! This was and is my way of making Niti do her school work, had I been strict with her, she would have not only got angry with me but would not even understand the importance of things like this.