Microblog Mondays – God power

Recent statements in the media by a famous personality on the subject of God, didn’t gel with my views.

Where is He ?? This person, who everyone calls God ?? In Temples only ??

Nah…not at all.

According to me, all the places of worship are great energy points where the enlightenment occurs as to the greatest power in this Earth, is our Mind.  There is nothing beyond the power of Mind and what we can do with that power.

Like how we connect with similar thought-minded friends, we connect with the different energies found at the temple or the mosque or the church !!

While there is only one Mosque and one Church, there are thousand and one different temples and therefore, Gods residing in them. So, who is the actual one ??

My theory is that they are places with different energy points. We seek that particular temple, based on the energy required in our life, at that point.  For example, we need courage, confidence, strength, we go to Hanuman temple. To seek prosperity, we visit Lakshmi temple. Its just our different needs that take us to different energy points where we can connect better with our Mind, to achieve what we want. (Thanks to my brother, for this amazingly simple explanation).

Its like how the body craves for certain foods at certain phases in life, the Mind craves for certain energies to connect with so that it becomes more powerful to do a task.

Sounds simple. So, what do you think ??

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Microblog Mondays – Love Thyself

Now, sit down on the mat…
Close your eyes and feel the breath you inhale and exhale…
Open your arms wide by your side as you inhale deeply…
Now as you exhale, bring your arms to the front crossing each other to touch your shoulders, thereby giving yourself a nice big hug ! Love yourself first, says the Yoga Teacher.  Once you love what you are doing, you’ll be extremely happy.

I sit back amazed at the simple truth which has been told to us, centuries before by a Sage called Patanjali.

And having forgotten this amazing truth, as it was passed on through many hands, we became critical of ourselves and others.

So, here I am, re-affirming the age old truth, “Love Thyself” and I am extremely happy :)

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Microblog Mondays – One big truth from Oliver’s Story

Last week, I read Oliver’s Story by Erich Segal, sequel to Love Story. Quite an interesting take on relationships. When Oliver finds a girl again, he thinks this is it. But in his own words, the reader could make out this is not it. Sometimes, the situations, the words communicated all sound so artificial, that it doesn’t make the reader feel the love. I cried so much when Jenny died in Love Story, but I was glad that Marcie was not a part of his life. The characters become so real, for me.

And the big truth which was very obvious was when Oliver really understood what good his dad has done. And this happened when his Dad retired at 65. That’s really a big waste of so many years of misunderstanding each other. A relationship needs proper communication to flourish and exude love. And for this communication, we need to put in some effort and spend some time listening or being there for the other person. But of course, all these, only if we value that relationship so much.

We, as parents, always think about the welfare of our children and decide on certain things. And the child sees the same decision, so differently. So, it is important that parents talk their heart out about their decisions to their children and should also allow their children to counter those decisions from their angle. This healthy communication, builds trust, love and the bonding becomes stronger. And finally, it is easy to agree on a common point, where the parents and the children are happy.

So, as parents, let’s build relationships with our children and not snub them at every opportunity.
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Microblog Mondays – The barter love

Strange are the ways, these Ad makers think. The only thing is, the ad should make an impact – it can be any kind of impact, positive or negative. They are not bothered by it.

And Airtel’s new ad stating that “Be nice to your dad, it’s the only way to get him to share his postpaid plan with you” is done in bad taste, where dad’s love towards his children or the child’s love towards their father is established as a simple means to get the postpaid plan of your choice. It can’t get cheaper than this.

Barter love – bad taste !!

And then there are ads like these, which touch my heart, every time I watch it !

See the contradiction and judge for yourself !

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Desi Foods Organic Cafeteria

Recently, Desi Foods, the food Company I run with my husband, has ventured into Organic grounds :)

And we get to sell our Organic Snacks at the Cafeteria of Jaycee Greens Organic Store, Kottivakkam branch.

Please visit the store and the Cafeteria for your organic requirements.

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The Jaycee Greens Organic Store at Kottivakkam.

 

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The Cafeteria where you get to eat our Desi Foods Organic Snacks :)
Please do try them – you’ll not be disappointed !

 

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The Organic Snacks available at the Cafeteria.

Hope you visit the store and the Cafeteria !!

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Microblog Mondays – Dreamcatcher

My elder one recently learnt to make a Dream Catcher from one of her friends and gifted this for her father on New Year’s day.

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Isn’t it pretty ?? And she told us to hang it above the bed, nearer to the head side. It is supposed to shoo away the bad dreams.

And when I started reading about it online, it sounds all the more interesting.  Here are some from Wiki:

The Ojibwe people (the Native Americans) have an ancient legend about the origin of the dreamcatcher. Storytellers speak of the Spider Woman, known as Asibikaashi; she took care of the children and the people on the land. Eventually, the Ojibwe Nation spread to the corners of North America and it became difficult for Asibikaashi to reach all the children. So the mothers and grandmothers would weave magical webs for the children, using willow hoops and sinew, or cordage made from plants. The dreamcatchers would filter out all bad dreams and only allow good thoughts to enter our mind. Once the sun rises, all bad dreams just disappear.

Traditionally, the Ojibwe construct dreamcatchers by tying sinew strands in a web around a small round or tear-shaped frame of willow (in a way roughly similar to their method for making snowshoe webbing). The resulting “dream-catcher”, hung above the bed, is used as a charm to protect sleeping people, usually children, from nightmares.

The Ojibwe believe that a dreamcatcher changes a person’s dreams. According to Konrad J. Kaweczynski, “Only good dreams would be allowed to filter through… Bad dreams would stay in the net, disappearing with the light of day.” Good dreams would pass through and slide down the feathers to the sleeper.

Another explanation of Lakota origin, “Nightmares pass through the holes and out of the window. The good dreams are trapped in the web, and then slide down the feathers to the sleeping person.”

After last week’s weird dream post, am hoping the dream catcher will make me get good dreams only :D :D

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Imperfect women and Perfect men huh ??

I got this as a Whatsapp forward; you may have read it somewhere too…

Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam:
“When I was a kid, my Mom cooked food for us.
One night in particular when she had made dinner after a long hard day’s work, Mom placed a plate of subzi and extremely burnt roti in front of my Dad.
I was waiting to see if anyone noticed the burnt roti.
But Dad just ate his roti and asked me how my day was at school.
I don’t remember what I told him that night, but I do remember I heard Mom apologising to Dad for the burnt roti when she noticed.
And I’ll never forget what he said: “Honey, I enjoyed what you made.”
Later that night, when I went to say good night to my father, I asked him if he really liked his roti burnt.
He wrapped me in his arms & said:
“Your momma put in a long hard day at work today and she was really tired.
And besides… A burnt roti never hurts anyone but unpleasant words do!”
He continued:
“You know son – life is full of imperfect things…& imperfect people…including me and we all make mistakes.”
What I’ve learnt is :
Accept Each Others Faults and imperfections & Choose To Celebrate the Relationships we have.”

I was going Awwww and how we should respect others and not worry too much about imperfections.  Here is a man, who lived by example to show Dr APJ, on the morals of humanity.

Burnt rotis are not personal affirmations to imperfection.  It just happened on a particular day.  And to throw a tantrum just for that would’ve been a shame.

And then I happened to meet a neighbor, who came home to buy some chapatis.  I tried to hide the overflowing clothes on the sofa, which were plying high and in need of folding. She said not to worry and she loved homes which are a messy and natural, how a home should be. At her place, no thing can be placed in the wrong place or clothes left out for long – everything is prim and proper and perfect because that is how her husband likes it !!  I was too shocked for words…

Come on, everyone likes a clean house, but too much of restriction to maintain one doesn’t help in the long run.

And the talk drifted, as usual to food – that is our business, you see :)

I was shocked and gaping with open mouth, at how happily she was explaining her husband’s high handedness, related to cooking and other general stuff at home.

Gravies cannot have onions – he doesn’t like it.
Egg plant needs to be fried nicely on all sides – if any part is left less fried, he points it out and tells her that she needs to be more generous with oil !!
Dinner should be served at 7 at any cost – no excuses !!
While her sisters-in-law can visit them anytime, they still pull a cross face when she wants to visit her parents !!

OMG !! Stop it, I said. But she seems to have taken it quite easily, without any resistance, while I would’ve fought tooth and nail for my individual preferences.

So, what do they think ?? That he, the husband, is perfect and the wife needs to mend her ways and keep adjusting to what all he says and does.  And these are people, who are married for at least, 20 years (judging by the age of their daughter).  So, she has adjusted and mended her ways and never thought of her own way of doing things – her own way of running a household – her own way of making her house beautiful  !

My point is not that women should not be homemakers and all. But the choice to be a homemaker should be theirs.  And running a household needs every one of the family to participate and not one woman running behind the needs of every individual in the family.

There are some families who live by this and everyone is happy among imperfections.

And then there are others and every time I meet one of them, I am shocked at the difference in their thinking that women are imperfect and only men are perfect !!

 

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Microblog Mondays – The Dream

I look at the bride. OMG !! I know her…she is my ex-neighbor’s daughter, but she looks all grown up and all. And what she says stuns me. She is getting married – that too at the top of a 50 feet tall tower. While she sits on top of the tower, the groom is at the bottom of the tower, looking at her (actually looking at her direction) ;)

The groom sends the ring through a motorized lift to the top of the tower. She wears the ring and sends another ring down for the groom to wear.

And I am literally gaping at her, as she is describing this wedding ceremony. What kind of wedding is this, where the groom and the bride don’t look at each other when they exchange the rings ?? I try to explain to her, but she is adamant.

I try talking to her parents and there….behold….I see my patti (grandma).  I wonder what is she doing here !!

And I snap out of my dream….sigh….that was weird.

Who gets married like that, now a days !!

The only happy part of the dream was seeing my Patti :)

And who gets weird dreams like me ?? :P :P

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Microblog Mondays : Farewell parties

Last Friday was my daughter’s farewell party in school, organised by her juniors. If there was one thing she was excited the whole of last year, it was this Farewell party. What to wear, being the sole question always :P :P

Actually, she was talking about her 4th grade memories, among which the most predominant one was the Farewell party. She has been longing to be all grown up and be a part of the 12th class, and enjoy the school leaving party, given by her juniors. And finally, it happened.

Even though we all love our school days, our school friends and all the memory associated with it, there is this tiny part inside us, which keeps longing for this party.  While all we do the most is click pics and giggle continuously, this moment is special and is close to our heart.

While I helped my daughter to dress up, there was a ting of nostalgia for me, as I traveled back to my school days.  I still remember how we sang and danced and had loads of fun at school.  Sigh…one of the best parts of my life has been in school and I cherish it so much, even though farewell was fun and exciting.

Any farewell party memories ??

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Microblog Mondays – A proud moment

A typical cold day in Delhi, accentuated by the rains. The Republic Day parade started off in the usual way. I am a great fan of the Parade. Love watching those uniformly moving hands and legs and the whole battalion marching in sync – truly amazing.

I’ve been part of the Parade in Chennai, during my school days – so, I literally know the difficulty of such synchronized marching.  I love the parade, the colors and the whole patriotic flavor that’s attached to it.

Today added an extra dimension to my emotions – a goose bumpy moment, when Wing Commander Pooja Thakur, representing Indian Air Force commanded the Inter Service Guard of Honour for Mr.Obama.  Watch her interview here [LINK]

Added to that fact, I had goose bumps when our National Anthem was sung – it always happens for me.

Here is the video link too….

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