Getting panicked easily, worrying too much, getting nervous quickly…

Yes, the above-mentioned traits have been a part of me. I have been really trying hard not to get scared and face the situation bravely.

Recently, when I had covid, along with other members of the family, I was the most drained out of energy, too feeble to stand for long. As a protocol, we were checking our oxygen levels regularly. It ranged from 96- 99. There came a time when during one night, my level went down to 95. Even after deep breathing exercises, it didn’t increase. I got scared, but didn’t bother to wake anyone and tell. Instead, I kept on telling myself that I couldn’t let this virus overpower me. Just as in the image, the lion was a virus and the fighter was me. I kept on meditating and after 2 hours, oxygen saturation reached 97. ‘‘I did it’’, I said to myself.

I am a fighterYes I amI keep telling myself
Until all worries shun
I can fight
If I try
I can win too
Then why should I cry
Overcome your fears
Don’t distress
There’s a fighter in each of us.


“Courage is not about being fearless,
It’s about winning over your fears”

We all have grown up listening to fables, bed-time stories and fairy tales. These stories were not just meant to be for entertainment, but conveyed deep messages. Courage is what most of these stories have in common in some or the other way. There is this one character who demonstrates courage and exemplary skills of heroism.

I too had a big hardcover book of bed-time stories that I used to read before dozing off to sleep. Not because I didn’t have time during the day, but because I was so dumb (read naïve) as a child that since it’s cover boldly mentioned ‘Children’s Bedtime Stories’, I dared not read it until it was bedtime!

So, my favourite stories were many, but I really liked The Little Red Riding Hood the most. I admire the cute little girl in red cloak as she had the courage to go alone, through the dangerous forest, to her grandmother’s house. On realizing that the grandma she met was actually a wolf in disguise, she didn’t fret and bravely called out for help. Though she was scared, she overcame the challenges by showing courage. 

In any grim situation, it’s courage which helps us beat the odds and emerge as winners. Though Little Red Riding Hood was a little adventurous, as she didn’t follow her mother’s strict instructions of not wandering off the path and not talking to anyone in the woods, it takes courage to have adventure in real life as well. Isn’t it?


It was a normal routine trip to the nearby market in Dwarka, Delhi. I was on my Scooterette and was going back home. As soon as I turned on the ignition and accelerated, a bike rapidly came from behind and the guy on it gave a little jolt near me and said something. We both were wearing helmets and so, I could not hear what he actually said, but I actually was shocked and it took me some time to gather myself. It felt as if he tried to scare me or rather teased me. Eve-teasing during those times was very common. With a flick, he raced his bike and sped away. My heartbeat was racing too, in anger. I didn’t know what to do.

In all this commotion, I forgot to look at the number plate of the bike. I was so shaken and angry that I took out my mobile phone and dialled 100. My call was responded to immediately, but due to lack of details, I was told that they won’t be able to help me. I asked if they could let me know if there’s any PCR van nearby. They refused. I guess GPS tracking wasn’t popular then! Anyways, I wanted to teach the guy a lesson, so I decided to chase him. I saw him taking a turn, so I also followed him. But the distance between us was so much that I lost his track. I kept on going further until I realized that won’t be of any help and I was wasting my time.

A moment later, when I returned back home, I thought it was stupid of me for not noticing the number plate of that bike. However, I felt good that I had the courage to follow him! Courage, that was fuelled by anger. From that day, I have started being more observant and now I do glance at the number plates of the vehicles around me.


Honestly speaking, when I decided on the title for my article, before reading other articles, I didn’t realize that it will be similar to what my fellow writer Prabhjot wrote. Yes, honesty is the best policy, but not always.

A couple of days back, my little son was studying online about the five senses. His teacher drew the picture on her board and my son was copying her. Trust me, his drawings were hilarious and the nose he drew was nowhere near to the actual nose. My elder son reprimanded him, “What have you made? Is it supposed to be like this?” Obviously, my younger one started crying and I had to intervene.

“You should not have said like that to your younger brother” I said.

“But Mumma, look at his drawings.”

“Wow Abir, you made these?” I asked my younger one.

“Mumma, what’s wow in this?” My elder son asked in dismay. “Why are you lying?”

“I am not lying.” I replied. “These are good because this is his first attempt in making these. He drew them all by himself. Besides, no one is a born artist. We practice and get better. You also used to make such drawings and now look at you, you are doing great.”

My elder son immediately understood that some things aren’t to be said bluntly. He said, “Ok Abir, let’s try to make this nose more beautiful.”

It’s good to be honest, but some things, which we know might hurt the feelings of others, can be twisted a bit and told in a better way.

When it comes to a food preparation, my husband is always honest. If a dish tastes delicious, he will go on relishing it and will be full of praises. But, if its not, then he will tell 5-6 times that the preparation was awful. Obviously, I get angry, to which he says, “I can’t give false praises.” To which, I tell him, “No one asks for a false praise, but saying just once that ‘something went wrong with the preparation this time’, is a better way to say that you didn’t like the food.

Being honest is a good virtue and it should be followed but, on certain times, this virtue can take a back seat.

There may be tiring times,
There may be troubled times,
There may be worst of times,
But remember that time won’t be the same
Just like a water wave.


Amid the second wave of the pandemic, we have been witnessing a lot of overwhelming incidents. Some of us have lost our loved ones to the new disease, while many of us are struggling to cope up with the capricious events that are taking place all around us. Just when I thought I am not going to visit any news websites, in order to refrain myself from the negativity, I came across a few incidents that restored my faith in humanity.

Haryana: A thief, who allegedly fled with 1,700 doses of COVID-19 vaccine in Haryana’s Jind, returned the bag. The thief returned the bag with a note that read, “Sorry pata nahi tha corona ki dawai hai.” The note was attached to the bag full of vaccines.

The internet was full of praises for the thief’s noble gesture. He committed a crime by stealing, but he returned the medicines, knowing that these would save lives.

Gujarat: Hours after losing their mothers, two doctors in Gujarat, despite the emotional setback, were back to perform their duties at a time when India is witnessing a rapid increase in coronavirus cases.

Losing a close one is so devastating that it takes time to come out of the grief. Yet, for these frontline heroes, Dr Shikha Patel and Dr Rahul Parmar, their devotion to their duties is just remarkable, as they returned back to work, just hours after cremation.

Ghaziabad: “Manav seva, param dharam” (service to humanity is the highest religion) is the core mantra that has been driving Ghaziabad Gurdwara Parbandhak Committee (GGPC) vice-president Gurpreet Singh as he has come out with a unique initiative of “Oxygen langar” to help Covid-19 patients amid rising cases across the country.

Most of us are aware of the shortage of oxygen in hospitals in the current scenario, and groups like these have become life-saviour for many.

Bangalore: Volunteers help ease the burden on the health care system. Be it in helping senior citizens get vaccinated, finding beds for patients with severe COVID-19 symptoms or taking care of those recovering from COVID-19, volunteers are at the forefront in the fight against the pandemic.

Many citizens have turned into good Samaritans, by coming out to help the patients and their relatives. Their little help has reduced a great burden on the hospitals.

Pakistan: Pak trust offers ambulance fleet to India in Covid crisis, writes to Modi

Speaking to The Indian Express over the phone, Faisal Edhi (44), Managing Trustee of the foundation, said that his late father Abdul Sattar Edhi had started the foundation way back in 1951 and currently it is having a fleet of 1,800 ambulances running across Pakistan. Faizal Edhi has roots in India but moved to Pakistan during the partition.

No matter how discord our relations are, such a message from our neighbouring country indeed proves that humanity is above all.

Love and compassion are necessities, not luxuries. Without them, humanity cannot survive.


When it comes to joy after hardship, the first thing that comes to my mind is my first pregnancy, where after complications in pregnancy and an extremely painful vaginal delivery, I had my bundle of joy thereafter, by the grace of God, also mentioned in –

Another incident, which actually isn’t quite a real hardship, but its worth mentioning. It was one of the most memorable trips with my family members, to Gurudwara Hemkund Sahib, which is located in Chamoli District in Uttarakhand, in the Himalayas, at an altitude of 15,000 feet. One has to cross the glacier to reach the picturesque holy spot. If it is not cloudy (which hardly happens), then you are lucky enough to see the glorious seven mountain peaks, surrounding the Gurudwara.

So, basically, the whole journey was divided into three parts:

Part 1: Rishikesh to Govind Ghat- 268 kms; by road- 5 to 7 hours:  This was an exciting drive as the way to Govind Ghat go through five sacred confluences, namely Vishnu Prayag, Nanda Prayag, Karn prayag, Rudra Prayag and Dev Prayag, hence this is termed as Panch Prayag. One cannot restrain self from capturing these exotic and spiritual confluences in a camera. There were few delays in our travel, due to frequent landslides.

Part 2: Govind Ghat to Gobind Dham/ Ghangharia- 13 kms; by footpath- 4 to 7 hours: We left Govind Ghat early in the morning. After crossing village Bhyundar, the trek got more difficult. After the Lakshman Ganga stream bridge, it’s only 3 kmtrs more, yet strenuous trek to Gobind Dham. I seriously thought that I should have conditioned my body prior the trek as I was really too tired and in pain. As we stayed overnight, we popped in our pain killers and prepared ourselves for the next stretch.

Part 3: Gobind Dham/ Ghangharia to Hemkund Sahib- 6 km; by footpath- 2 to 4 hours: The trek here was more difficult, with frequent drizzle and mud making it slippery. Although mules/ horses/ palanquins were available, I didn’t opt for one. Testing my core strength, mental and physical as well, I continued to walk. Another thing that left a beautiful impression was that the people who were returning from the Gurudwara were distributing ‘prasad’ on their way back to the hikers like us and motivating by singing chants. It was simply an exhilarating feeling on reaching the Gurudwara. But, one cannot stay there for long due to low oxygen levels. So, we had to return the same day to Gobind Dham.

The return journey was equally strenuous due to our already over-worked muscles. However, to my surprise, I gave support to my mother, by holding her hand as we walked back together. The religious trip helped me in recognizing my strength and it was a wonderful experience altogether.