Agony of the sweet tooth

What I am going to write today is what alot of people will be suffering through- the agony of the sweet tooth...as everyone knows that diabities has really taken over a lot of humanity in its clutches making people incapable of producing enough insulin for rest of their lives.
Actually it is a hopeless scenario and until my blood picked up some traces of sugar I never realised the torture which a diabietic goes through! So when I found out about the traces and the fair chances of having it in future I became more concious and  started researching about this whole clumsy diet stuff...which restricts you for anything delicious in life:(
Suddenly I was counting  my carbs...proteins ..fat and all the other components of a specific food item..it was tiring as well as eye opening...all this while the sweet tooth was blamed for having this condition but unfortunately it can hppen to anyone with or without the sweet tooth..I want to admit that my weight have been always on the plumpier side, got a lot of suggestions , advices and bribes to get skinner but I loved my self the way I was, never worried about these nasty carbs etc..but the traces have really pushed me to read the calorie facts, to eat on time, to eat in portions, and above all eat healthy!
Phew...I crave for so many things, but have to keep control and check of what I eat...now I sympathize with all of them around me who have this situation and realise the agony of the taste buds ,sweet tooth.I remember my grandmother injecting insulin before meals , then as a kid it never seemed so hassling but now even to think about taking it is devastating!
  I know things will not get that worst still this impaired disease really takes away your freedom to eat! Currently I am very disheartened and feeling cheated by the work done by my pancreas, and definitely I am not going to give this organ of mine an appraisal this time , with a hope of working better in coming days, the feeling has not sunk in and  i hope it settles well with all the people too who are going through this agony! Last piece of advise for all the people who take it lightly..pls keep a track of your glucose levels and remove the myth that it happens to those who eat sugar!

Disheartening disparities

With this clean India movement taking the full throttle, I wish the same way it could clean the minds of the people and wipe away all the disparities away with it. A Nation full of disparities either in terms of wealth, education, standard of living its highly required to be be taken up as a challenge.
Poorer are getting poorer and richer are getting more richer! The disparity is really disheartening,  how will this disparity dissolve ? Let me make it very clear that  I am not talking about the beggers here...they have enough money for their daily lives (thanks to their begging) but the small vendors like the balloon seller....popcorn seller...roadside sellers who just sell small things for petty cash to earn their one time meal for the day is what upsets me.
Ultimately their aim of life is to have enough money for two time meal( its that difficult) and some will say here...that is that it all they have to think of is earning two meals a day! After reading this line again and again I realise that how much we crib in our already privileged lives, and the goals, the benchmarks and the portion of wealth ofcourse..but I still wonder about their thought process, their way of living ..it must be hard.
After having almost everything we desire we are so  much  wanting...but with no peace at heart and definitely no achievement also because our goals are undulating as we enter different phases in life. Yet I believe their life will be much at peace than ours , its a constant fearless life they live with nothing to loose, and anything which comes their way is heartly welcomed.
The way we talk about growing a plant every year on our birthdays to make the planet more greener, each one of us should start charity for any of the needy we see ..who try very hard to earn their livelihoods,  if not money the help with the education to their children or adopt a months ration for them.
Recently I encountered that a man donated his fridge and put it outside his house on the street ..to put all the not required extra food which we anyways throw and waste..for the needy ( I know a lot of us will second this as the other people who might not be that needy can take it and the help will not reach the real needy..but atleast its a start..start to something good and fruitful..imagine if every house starts doing it imagine how much food can be made available. .
Think with this angle also at times, it gives immense pleasure to make someone happy even happier than the promotion or raise you are expecting this year! Charity can wave off disparities to some extent, if any thing is required ...that is definitely the effort of making up to someone who needs it the most.

The hatrick year...my son is 3 today!

Years are flying and u are getting older by the day...it started with pampers , bottles and booties and reached to "I want to do it on my own" statement! You have grown so much that u hardly fit my arms...
Your every act has its own charm...whether it is opening fridge for taking out your favourite yogurt...or helping me with stacking the groceries...the way u dance and sing your heart out....your inclination to music....your love for reading books...your saying "mumma don't cry I love u" ....watching the ugliest of the shows on tv with me...wearing cap, goggles to any kind of outing (whether party or beach...lol), the way u are particular to wear a specific tshirt...or your deep affection to your night suits...the way u blabber hindi perfectly nowadays....and trick n woe me to download apps for your ipad...
You have truly engrossed my life and have given it a meaning, its just been three years and I dont remember any other reason for being that much happy earlier...
With you the sun is more brighter, moon is much calmer, stars are more shiner, life is much better, you complete us fully...sweetheart ! Continue with building up your charisma and bubble our lives like this till eternity.

The Firangi fantasy

I never understood what curiosity and interest we Indians have towards the firangis...
Recently i visited a wedding ceremony and by chance there were a few firangis dressed up in indian traditional attire....to my surprise the the firangs were watched more than the bride n groom themselves..
We always have this fascination towards the colour, towards our rituals being accepted by them. Generally they back home would be normal people but definitely treated specially here...
So the whole nazara or call it a scenario was like all the eyeballs were sticking out to them, whatever they were eating those stalls were full, wherever they were going the camera was shooting them.
In the whole situation I was wondering what big-a-deal is it? Why were they treated like some bollywood celebrity? Everyone needs recognition but when the the nation as a whole gets recognition the people go over the top to show their happiness and that pulls down the image of our country.
I pity on us sometimes. With such a rich cultured, deep rooted, vivid nation of ours which is full of talent and outstanding abilities , we still are star struck by someone so different. But its all natural we always awe for the things we dont experience. Experience enriches the mind but leaves the interest barren. The irony somehow is that the westeners now want to adapt hinduism, yoga, shastra and what not to become desi!
In addition to all said above , no offence, Indians staying out of India carry a false image of todays India and what it is capable of! Every nation has its own Ps and Qs , pros and cons; so what if in the prevailing times cons are more, but we are capable and worth of lot more pros. Till then we have to confide and  stick to our roots, we have lot more to pay off to our country than we think!

Tyrannical dentistry

Whenever I used to  cross the clinic of our family dentist I used to think that why they are not included in the normal league of doctors!  But after the recent hands on experience of one , I truly understand why they are treated seperate. This topic reminds me about the poem of robert frost where he termed the whole visit to the dentist as a vicious circle...indeed!
The tyranny of the the process and the after effects of the same are highly ferocious; the crux remains that whether you take a tooth out, or do a root canal to save it, or to fill up a cavity on the initial stage, believe me they are equally painful. I was glad that now that the wisdom tooth is out I will be at ease, but I think it was better inside buried under the bone.
From the part of the dentist I feel disgusting...looking in everyone's mouth first thing in the morning and last thing at the end of the day. Its a tedious and patient job though to fix them, regularise them as a part of orthodontics. Also a little can be done  with mouth that wide open staring at those set of teeth to be catered.
All in all a pain trotted, round and round journey of this vicious circle of dentistry. ..I hope one day it ends , and I resume my past role again without the agony:((

Mommy's heart out!

I wanted it. But when it came to me I realised what was i missing out or how much I desired of having it. The twinkling eyes,mushy nose,wrinkled skin and tiny hands; never knew that a baby brings that much of joy to your heart, its like purification of your soul and adding a meaning to your living.
They say of all the relations u have in this earthly dimension , you have an extra 9 month relationship with your mother. This sounded a little overrated before the self experience but  whoaa the experience of 9 months were definately worth it after seeing him for the first time.
The celebration starts with a baby's birth and is continued  every single day is a new day filled with different musings and explorations. The way the sun radiates and distributes energy and light everyday is the same with my sunshine my baby boy(although a toddler now).
Today on mothers day, nearing the third year of motherhood I am so charmed to be called as "Mumma" by my little one. A hug from him woes away the sorrows, a smile from him woes away all the anger. The innumerable questions he asks, the rhymes he sings, the useless demands he makes, the way he is particular for which clothes to wear, and all the naatak he does are so identical to being alive now.
As mothers we have got this opportunity to raise ourselves in form of our child, to live our childhood yet again! Its the most difficult yet most amazing and lovable task of all times. I want to dedicate this post to my son, for giving me an opportunity to be a mother and loving me unconditionally day in and out. If these kids would not have been around the word Mother would loose its sound. Happy mother' s day...

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