What do I choose to wear today?

imageI feel like pink today.
Is my hair perfect?
Is my outfit ironed creaseless.
Do these earring match up?
And my hands.. I need something here that would complete this picture…
Yes now that’s perfect!

So lets spend some time watching our thoughts that pass through our head. Yes they are plentiful these “thoughts ” just like our wardrobe…
We dont fight the clothes we dont want but some are still there in our closet, so too these thoughts they are there yes.
Let’s spend some time choosing The emotions that come forth from these thoughts.
Let’s invest some time choosing our accessories .. Our reactions also birthed from those very thoughts.

Let’s pick just as carefully…

So what is it “we” choose today?


Hammering change!

image Have you ever tried unscrewing the cap to a bottle which just wouldnt budge..

We try and try,
Try it with a cloth,
Try warming it up,
Try it with a new set of hands(sometimes many 😊)
Then we also let it down for a while.

But we dont really let up..

When we are faced with trying times in everyday life
Situations with a colleague,A friend, A sibling, A parent Or a child..

We sometimes believe it takes out all of us.

But what if its just meaning to readjust us.
To ply our fixed opinions.
To stretch our limits to our capacities.
To jerk our tenacious resistance to change
To wiggle our anchored prejudices.
Or skew what we believe we see.

Oh! thouroughly jolt the limiting labels we place on ourselves…

Yes its unbearable sometimes,
Its messy ,
But then, do we allow as easily..?

So look again…
What is indeed happening?


This poem has been penned by Purva Passi from Gurgaon

Saw a little girl traveling down a road,
Struggling to find someone to call her own…
People around, everyone she belonged to,
But something was amiss, someone wasn’t home…
She smiled and cried to please whoever she saw,
Told them stories so everyone would grow…
With every story she told,the more she tired,
Mired in all the patterns to uphold…
Time passed, her family grew, the more they grew the little she knew,
Kept missing the approval of someone she knew, long forgotten but a memory so true…
And one day all hell broke loose,
She took the step the only one she knew.
It changed her completely and suddenly she grew…
Came out of her shell so she could prove,
I’m not daddy’s little girl, I need to bloom..
And again she looked for someone, someone she knew,
This time she found her in the mirror of her room.

This was then shared by Another friend :

Feeling nurtured

imageThis piece has been published by Ambalika Rana from Ho Chi Minh City , Vietnam.


Since Sunday evening the doctors had permitted us to take Papa on his wheelchair to the garden in the hospital premises . Having done that Sunday evening, we noticed Papa actually was feeling relieved, for someone who had not left his ICU room since10 days. We resolved to repeat the jaunt Monday evening. I returned to the hospital from office around 5pm, had a warm cup of coffee and we set out.

It was cloudy but there was not even a suggestion of a drizzle, let alone rain. Papa, Mummy and me set out ,with me ,taking Papas’ wheelchair and we rambled along the generous 2 km hospital drive way . There was a silence in the driveway except when it came alive when cars whizzed past every now and again– it was safe to walk here with the road being amply spaced. We could see the main road ahead and Pappa wanted to just nonchalantly look at the traffic for a bit…..yes, one does miss something as mundane as the traffic,when one has been enclosed in a 4 walled hospital room .

All of a sudden we saw this man walking just behind us. Papa saw him too and was a little uneasy, suspiciously asking me , “why does he walk so close to us…….” we chose to ignore him. There wasn’t any shelter along the driveway and this man just appeared out of nowhere. I forced myself not to give it another thought and continued walking. About 5 minutes later it starts to drizzle. Mummy and I looked for a tree to stop under, hoping it would stop soon, we couldn’t turn around and walk back as we had covered about a kilometre from the hospital building . It was not possible to walk back in the drizzle, especially since Papa was just recovering from pneumonia and getting him wet wasn’t a good idea . It then starts to pour – cats and dogs! We covered Papa with all the shawls and a bedcover that we had but he started to get wet and we started to panic. It was hardly 2-3 minutes of this and guess what – the strange man gets out this huge umbrella – the kind that you have in open air restaurants and he starts to walk towards us. All of us are just amazed at where he got that umbrella from? why did he think of helping us? it was just magical!

We really felt some divine force at work. I can’t even begin to tell you how I felt, but this morning I just needed to put it in words to share it with you. It was like our creator was watching over us, and came in as this unassuming man with this huge umbrella enough to cover all 4 of us including the wheelchair – so Unbelievable! Yet so comforting.

We stood there for 10-15 min and then my brain kicked in, I called the hospital to send an ambulance to pick us up. If it was not for this man, Papa would have been drenched wet and I am sure it would have led to complications just when he was getting better. I thank you God for all the care that you take of my family, my friends and me. I just cannot thank you enough. It was a small incident but has had a huge impact on me. And I had to share it.

It gives us great pleasure to share an incidence that touched one of our blog readers. She encourages us to look and see our creators magic hand in our lives too and to thank him for every little blessing in our lives daily.

The workings of the universe

Every morning I send something out to friends on Watsapp. Along the lines of something that I was ruminating , the previous evening or something that I was forced to face or re look at, while trying to understand what a friend was facing at the same time.So I sent this Image specially pertaining to a particular friend’s experience In Chandigarh.


Around the same time we ladies were brainstorming on the content of our blog. Not aggressively but just leaving a lot of easy comfortable spaces to let each of our subconscious’ chew and we had  our mental muscles agile & energies vibrant . We were primarily perceptive to anything that could come our way.

Simultaneously A friend Sujatha Renganathan from Indore (who had no clue of our discussions about the blog or the message I had sent earlier that morning) sends me this beautiful image like a quirk hand of the universe in action …

IMG-20141126-WA0005with these lines : “Perception is ones own: a piece of leaf or the prettiest smile seen naturally …”

Bringing to me the refreshing thought that even simple images like these can initiate a discussion here on a blog. Yes! We were watching other people connected to us, assisting us  and prodding us to bring shape and life to this blog . Each of them as if magically brought to us. We were getting a warm feeling of gratitude. As if that was not sufficient, As soon as i shot out this image from Sujatha, to my friends, another friend Richa arora from Jallandhar sends me this one in reply :

IMG-20141126-WA0013To perfectly tie up the experience with a snug bow! Richa had replied to the previous image , giving us another perspective on the same topic. Oh yes! We had started a discussion purely with images.

Thank you girls, each of you helped create this piece!

See how we are connected? See how what we give out to others or to each of the fundamental pieces of energy of this universe , is returned to us , not necessarily by the same people or in the same time frame..

Just by slowing down everything that had happened over a few hours, we were able to watch the universe in action.  We were pleasantly surprised. We felt confident knowing a magnanimous supportive hand by our sides. This firmly anchored our trust in the mechanics of the Universe. These events nudged us to

  1. Open and expand ourselves out
  2. Pour out our creative energies freely,
  3. Fine tune our frequencies, to keep it open and unobstructed.

oh! and were we having Fun!!

Im sure many of you have had such experiences , we invite you to share them here with us to multiply this feeling of faith and awe. This familiar quote comes to mind :