• International Children’s Book Day
    Asmita Javdekar | 15-Apr-2019
    When Salonie asked me to write something for the International Children’s Book Day on Kalamwali (www.kalamwali.com) as their featured author of the month, instinctively I knew, to whom this write up would be dedicated to.To my introduction to the world of stories, to the creator of my imaginary wonderland, to the woman who nourished my curiosity and harnessed my emotions, Maa Aji (my grandma)My earliest childhood memory of having all my senses woven into intense focus was when our bedtime story telling session with Maa Aji unfolded.Maa Aji possessed the power to bring her characters to life.Be it the humongous Ghatotkacha with an unsatiable appetite or mischievous Krishna who revealed the entire universe in his gaping mouth to his mother, Yashodha. Her soulful recital of Shravan Baal never failed to trigger sobs, amongst us, children.Our unanimous favourite genre, however was “Bootachya gosthi"(Ghost stories)My cousins and I would huddle together, fight for the coveted place beside Maa A
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  • Books- the best gift I gave my son
    Diyaa | 15-Apr-2019
    It was my son’s seventh birthday. He was as usual super excited about getting a year older and having to celebrate his special day. The thing that actually elevates his joy is that of receiving gifts on that day. He was so confused about the list he made that he couldn’t select what he finally wanted. Ultimately he asked me for a pack of books by his favorite author. The mother in me was so pleased with his choices. There were only twenty days left to his birthday when I thought of this, why not write him a book instead of buying him one. I gathered my thoughts and put them into a story appropriate for his age. With the help of my best friend, from the US, who is amazing at making illustrations; I managed to finish the book in just ten days time, writing, drawing, and printing. In fact, we gave it a return gift to all his friends in class; wherein each one had his or her name in the story too as the second lead to the birthday boy. The creative writer in me was thrilled to have done this, but wh
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  • GOD
    GOD
    Asmita Javdekar | 12-Apr-2019
    Whenever I pass a place of worship, reflexively, my right hand swerves to touch the bridge of my nose, followed by a gentle tap, somewhere on the circumference of my heart, concluding with a light kiss on the periphery of the index finger.2014 was the first time when Chinu, Dinesh and I, walked a part of the Pandharpur Wari( An annual pilgrimage on foot)To witness this ocean of devotion was a surreal experience.Amidst the tinkling cymbals, clanging Dhols, “mauli mauli” chants, we saw a paraplegic man riding on a makeshift wooden cart. He was using his hands to push himself ahead through the procession.Chinu rushed to him and volunteered to pull his cart. Curiously, she asked him how far he was seeking to go. He said, “All the way.” A whopping 21 day journey, covering over 225km on foot, in his case by hands.How can it be even humanly possible?With a bright smile on his face, he said“I have been going for years now. Mauli (God) takes care of my journey.”Chinu helped him cove
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  • Two cups of Tea
    Asmita Javdekar | 03-Apr-2019
    I was about to put my footwear in the locker at my morning Yoga class when my attention went to a pair of senior citizens, struggling with something on the road.I could sense discomfort on the old lady’s face.The man accompanying her, stooped to check on her shoes but this was making them lose their balance. I rushed to lend some support, sat them down and realised that the cause of discomfort was a tiny splinter of wood in her shoe.Once that was taken care of, the man wished to walk the lady to the nearby temple, which was about 200m ahead.He told me this was their routine.I accompanied them to the temple. They both had Name Tags on.The man appeared to have a speech and hearing problem and the lady had Alzheimer’s.She told me that the man with her, was her brother and he had forgotten to give her tea.She almost had tears in her eyes when she told me that she was starving since morning.The man tried to pacify her, but in vain.He insisted that he was her son and had made tea for her every morning,
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  • An incident that changed lives of Mr. & Mrs. Gupta forever
    Diyaa | 27-Mar-2019
      Mr. and Mrs. Gupta, married for eight years now lived in a posh apartment in a Middle Eastern city. They worked hard all day in their respective fields. Neha Gupta, the wife still looked very sharp and dainty for her age at thirty five while Manoj Gupta, who was soon going to be forty, carried a tall broad image of himself. They both complimented each other in their looks as well as their professional lives. Neha worked in the same multinational company for almost a decade, now at a very high post, while Manoj was managing his well settled business of gold jewellery.   Everything looked very happy around this couple and their three and a half year old daughter Kiara. She was the apple of their eye. Kiara spent most of her time with her grandmother, Neha’s mom who lived with them too. She loved taking care of Kiara, all day with help of a nanny. She took her to the park in evenings or nearby lake for strolls while mornings she got her ready and sent her to a pre-school. Manoj had kept a dr
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  • Sana Khan | 24-Mar-2019
    Everyday I wish to do new things...  It's a very demanding wish to do something new daily...  One day just go to office and finish the whole year's work in a day... The other day pick up the travelling bag and travel across the world...  The next would be doing a continuous session of Zumba class and getting fitter in a day...  Writing so much that something new is published each day Listening to music...so many songs that it is completed in a day Finishing the entire Hogwarts mystery game, temple run in one go Finishing all the syllabus of upcoming interviews and exams in a day so that nothing remains Yet I slog ; everyday has it's routine where if you accomplish 5 goals the 6th one remains...  It's so difficult to finish everything and life is so uncertain... Yet there's hope because everyday brings new joy and hope to look at life with bigger hopes, a more rewarding future and a great career.....  
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  • Asmita Javdekar | 22-Mar-2019
    In our twenties, Fights would last for a few days.Hand written letters and Sorry scribbled on the mirror with lipstick would reinstate Peace. Thirties changed the content of Fights.Peace made way through brushing of our feet under the cotton sheet, in the middle of the night.Fights in Forties were resolved with every bite full of spicy rice she fed me with her hands. Fifties introduced Fights with Wings.They were fought on the battle ground and flew out of the house on a whim.In our Sixties, a cup of tea could restore happiness even in between a fight.Somewhere through the Seventies, we forgot what we were fighting about and gave up.How I missed Fights in our Eighties!Now, I fought mostly with God.She smiled from her photo on the wall.I made peace and went back to playing Patience.
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  • Age is not a barrier!
    Jyoti | 15-Mar-2019
    It has been said that there is no age limit to learn anything. Before a few years, I enrolled myself in a music class for piano lessons. I started learning classical music and harmonium very early and continued till my primary school but afterwards I couldn't continue due to studies. Then I got busy with high school, college, job and life! So after a gap of almost 25 years, I once again started to learn. Initially it felt a bit awkward to sit between school going kids but the awkwardness disappeared after a few lessons. I could recall many things which I had learned a long way back. Music has this calming effect on me. The moment I used to enter the class, all my worries and tensions used to fly out. I used to forget everything for an hour thrice a week. The concentration required to play some beautiful piano pieces ensures that no other thought enters the mind! I enjoyed this phase for 2 years after which I couldn't continue it further. There are problems in everybody's life but these get forgotten atleas
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  • The Empty seat and The Broken tooth
    Diyaa | 04-Mar-2019
    I am a ‘stay at home’ mother, according to the new mommy era. I am no more a simple housewife, that I earlier used to be. But my life still revolves around my boys as my mothers did around us. The usual house errands and chores have kept me so occupied and glued that I didn’t want to look for any other profession to satisfy me. Of course, I kept a few of my hobbies alive or vice verse. But ever since my little one was born it’s been a roller coaster ride for me. I haven’t really got any time to spend alone. While he’s off to preschool there’s always other things at home that need my quick attention. Let alone being by myself for a single whole day. I see them play together and fight like cats and dogs, yell and shout at each other. My Sundays are dedicated to their likings, my tv time is no more mine, I have gotten used to watching Peppa pig and Harry Potter with them. My meal hours are usually spent feeding three people simultaneously including myself. No matter h
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  • payal punjabi | 28-Feb-2019
    Mary had a little lamb... little lamb..little lamb .. her feet was  white as snow... everywhere the Mary went mary went..Mary went.. lamb was sure to go ... What is lamb here? our thoughts...wherever we go our thoughts follow us... so our lamb i.e our thoughts  should be such that we are  always in peace of mind... keep checking your thoughts  everytime... your thoughts  constructs your full life..In  short we are our own life’s  builders... so why not build a strong life n beautiful relationships 💕💕  
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  • The day I almost missed my flight!
    Jyoti | 08-Feb-2019
    It was a chilly November morning on the last day of my trip and I was ready to come back home. I had to take an early morning train from Kathgodam to Old Delhi and then a flight from Delhi to my hometown. All the bookings were confirmed, I had enough time in between and I was good to go! But as they say” if anything is to go wrong it will and you cannot do anything about it”  On the night before my journey, my host tells me that the train which I am travelling in is frequently late and it will be difficult for me to reach the airport in time. He then advises me not to take a cab and use the metro to the airport as it will be the fastest option. I listened to him and kept my options ready in case of delay. The next morning my train was on time and I was really happy that I would reach the airport in time. The train was supposed to reach Old Delhi railway station at 3.30 pm and I had a flight at 6.25 pm. I thought I had enough time! The train was running on time till 1.30 pm and after that it
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  • Partners
    Aditya | 09-Jan-2019
    Midway through my PG course, there was a guest lecture by the supply chain head of a big American multinational company. He was an excellent speaker and needless to say a master of his domain. Having worked his way to the top of his department through 25 years of service, he had first hand experience of dealing with scheduling, purchase, costing, quality, logistics, and all other aspects of his field. We all listened to him with rapt attention and immensely benefited from the same. There was one subject though that he spoke very passionately and it certainly resonated with the audience. Here is a very brief summary of what he said, regarding “supplier selection”.   “In our organization, we rank our suppliers in four grades. Grade C being the lowest, B a bit better than that and A being the best. The matrix for this grading is based primarily on time, cost and quality with other parameters such as priority, innovation, etc. adding additional weightage. Let’s just say that a suppl
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  • Vishakha | 02-Jan-2019
    A man, dark, average height, so skinny that one can actually count his bones. It looked as if there's only a head and no body at all, in his 50's. He was in ICU for a week. He was so weak he needed support to even sit up on his bed. His clothes were ragged and loose that they kept falling. His wife and son were there with him to support him and carry him. When they helped him get up the old man's underwear fell and the nurses there started laughing at him, making fun of a patient struggling, fighting cancer since 5 years. The family didn't even so as flinch at this because the wife said that her husband has to be kept there, they are helpless as this is the way everyone reacts, either laugh,taunt, or disgusted by them. 
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  • कुछ बाते अब भी बक्की है
    Gauri | 15-Oct-2018
    कुछ बाते अब भी बक्की  है..... हा बीत गए वो दिन,बीत गयी वो राते.. फिर भीकुछ बाते अब भी बक्की  है. हा छोड़ आये है हम वो लोग,वो गालिया .. फिर भी कुछ बाते अब भी बक्की  है.  
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  • Prashant Trivedi | 01-Oct-2018
    One day my heart asked one question to my mind......saying Q-Which type of sadness cannot be explained? Mind answered after sometime..... Mind says..... Ans- sadness which can never be explained is which you get from your peer(friends). When a friend breaks your trust whom you trusted the most, ditch you and hurts you and they think they are smart enough that they will be easily able to hide from you, what they are doing behind you......... So, be careful while making friends because it hurts very deeply later on when they show their other side.
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  • Sana Khan | 19-Aug-2018
    Friendship is an extremely beautiful relationship that everyone experiences. Man is a social being. Acceptance , the spirit of unity , the spirit of togetherness ,Apnapan, apnaiyat all these are so important.  But everyday isn't sunday. Sometimes you do come across some people who are rugged, selfish. All this is just for us to learn that not everyone is good ; so appreciate the good people around you.  You can't be good for everyone. People have their own perspectives. Even if being nice is your nature don't expect everyone to understand that. There are people who will take things,help, opinions but never utter a word of gratitude and some are so generous that they'll be there for you in despair and happiness And life moves on with such intense and beautiful twists and turns.... Sometimes even a stranger in a bus will help you out and sometimes even a 5 year long friend won't even speak a word such is life..
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