WHEN LIFE HANGS FOR SOMETIME

We all have experienced the gruesome waiting time when our computer hangs or freezes. Haven’t we thought of throwing our system in the gutter or kicking it off our table? How many times we have banged our working table in sheer impatience? How many times we have pressed the reset or reboot button to restart our pending work? How many times we felt apprehensive about losing our unsaved data when when the system doesn’t respond to our cries and pleas?

Similarly, we all hate it when everything ceases to work momentarily, obstructing our smooth functioning lifestyle – household or work. We really feel frustrated when we know what is to be done yet we are unable to move ahead. We feel as if our life has frozen or hung for sometime and we are unable to move ahead. It is a horrible experience.

The year 2020-2021 was a deadly year for me. There were problems after problems from all sides, pressing me down and forcing me to succumb to my vulnerabilities. Starting from the hospitalization for Pneumonia in the month of February 2020 till the time I suffered with second episode of hemoptysis (spitting of blood) in February 2021, I remained weak, sick and extremely vulnerable. Moreover, the deaths of relatives and friends and the fear of getting infected with Corona virus myself was all the more stressful and depressing. Added to my problem there was my inability to go to the office, work for long hours or efficiently and the taunts and scolding of insensitive people around me were all very heavy for me.

I felt literally hung in my life – unable to decide or move ahead.

Unfortunately, we humans don’t have a restart or reboot button like computers and mobiles have to get rid of the state of being frozen or hung in the middle of a serious work or life issue.

When I faced with newer health complications, I decided to quit my job but when to do it, how to do it, I didn’t have any idea. There were a lot of obstructions and hurdles to cross before I just called it a quit as we all know winding up is not an easy thing in any manner. And I didn’t want to end things on a bad note. I have always wanted and believed in building relationships; breaking them is something indigestible for me. There were many inputs from my well wishers all around me – whispering to do this and do that, but I remained quiet and held on to my resilience and patience.

I patiently waited on the Lord and His timing, trusting the promise – He says, “Be still, and know that I am God“. Knowing God personally, knowing His heart and knowing what He can do is such a soothing and comforting feel. I was so troubled yet I was so peaceful in Him. And when His appointed time came, He prompted me to press on the reset (quick and quit action) button. Now, I am free, relieved and happy at home, writing this article. 🙂

Am I free from problems? Are all the problems gone? NO, not at all. I have more complications for my blood and cardiac issues, I need to arrange finance for my living, I need engagements to keep my mind occupied, I need this and that to stay alive in real sense before I am called home. But you won’t believe how happy and jubilant I am being here at home without the stress of life.

Friends! Remember, when life hangs or freezes in the middle, stay still and know that He is God. Be patient to get back to your active life instead pressing many other panic buttons and suffer.

Stay Blessed!

TAILORED FITTING

I cut the norms,
a shortie me;
was drowning in it

The gossips,
I made it sleeveless,
was not in its favour of doing the rounds

My ego,
I made it backless;
didn’t want it getting the support of the wall & creeping all over

My self-respect,
I made it ankle length;
wanted it to pick up & run, should anyone try to mangle it

I put on a baggy smile,
that way, it would be easier for my sorrows to be swallowed

I’ve assembled the pieces
to a perfect fit,
I hope you all do too.
Happy tailoring 😊

LET’S DELETE THE CURSE

Each child cries to go to school,
Wants to study for future goal.
Parents are circumstances-bound,
Not a single way can be found.

Though the situations are bit worse,
Cries of stomach shows time coarse.
He never stops himself from dreaming,
nor left behind from the new beginning.

Starts working for his daily chore,
To connect with his painful hunger.
At the tender age, starts labouring,
As a bread earner, the duty is carrying.

Age of study,dance, drama and dreams,
He is cleaning the dirty leftover utensils.
The hunger of the poor’s life is so awful,
Child labour starts like this, there’s no rule.

It should be now stopped by the society,
Little child is tortured all time,it’s the reality.
Enter to the world of education and liberation,
Erase the feel of suppression & add motivation.

Child labour is a curse, but the child is a gift,
Let’s delete the curse and give children a little up shift.
Make each child be adored like our own,
Give them wings, knowing the future unknown.

BANE OR BOON

I sit, and I type
Byte by Byte
My processor is slow
I got nothing to show

My memory is full
I’m trying to pull
Motherboard is outdated
All content is R rated

I empty Drive D
But all I can see
Are files I don’t need
It’s slowing my speed

My head has no space.
Says my Database
I look for the source code
to share some of the load

My heart is a brute
I have to reboot
I run such a risk
of burning my disc

I am run over by Malware.
I wish someone would care
Please unzip my smiles
Add happy chip to my files

If life had a solution
like screen resolution
Just change some setting
and see what you’re getting

I search, and I browse
For my perfect spouse
But this firewall
I should uninstall

The bugs are still here.
The cookies gimme scare
And Captcha onslaught
prove I’m no robot

I need my domain
Plus unique username
A name to standout
on Insta and Hangout

View live in the Zoom
And Friends in chatroom
All smileys no smile
Can’t open this file

Turn to PDF to DOC
And close that CAPSLOCK
No emotions are spared
By emoticon software

This new virtual land
of bandwidth broadband
I wait and watch while life is buffering
Can’t say if its fun or am I suffering

COURAGE – WINNING OVER YOUR FEARS

“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?

SMALL ACTS GO A LONG WAY …

Act of courage need not be something monumental that you did. It also means the small but meaningful acts that we do every day. Like owning up our mistakes and saying sorry, standing up to someone who is bullying you or just saying a firm no.

Recently I came across the story of my colleague’s daughter who is in grade 5 and is being bullied by her so-called best friend in school.

Yes, even I was surprised to hear that. In today’s day of online classes, even when they don’t physically meet, she is able to bully her.

Let’s call her Annie and her friend Rachel. Rachel was a topper in the class and a favourite of her teachers. When Annie joins the same school and becomes her classmate, she becomes direct competition to her. Annie starts bagging the prizes which Rachel used to get. Annie is at the top of her class now.

Rachel is so consumed with jealously. She uses technology as her tool. Whenever Annie replies to any question in the class Rachel writes snide remarks in the chat box. Wonder how her teacher misses it. Then in the evening Rachel has set up a zoom meeting everyday to do homework. The rule of the meeting is that Annie will finish all her homework before that zoom call and share it with her friends in the zoom meeting.

Poor Annie thinks she is doing it for her friend. Her innocent brain does not comprehend that she is being used. Another instance of bullying is that Rachel tells Annie ‘You are an only child because your parents got so fed-up taking care of you that they decided they didn’t want any more children.’ ‘Look at me I have two other siblings to love me.’ With both parents working and she staying with her grand parents for almost the whole day Annie didn’t tell anyone about all this and was on the verge of a breakdown.

Constant messaging on WhatsApp that you are good for nothing. Your mother does all work for you. Really brought Annie’s self-worth down and she really started believing it herself. All along Rachel kept telling her that I am your only friend and no one else wants to be your friend. Friends do get angry with each other but then its OK to be angry.

Annie got so traumatized with the whole thing. On one hand she kept getting critiqued by her ‘Best Friend’ on the other hand she was scared to lose her only friend. Annie got fever and finally she broke down in front of her mom and told her the whole story.

My colleague was so worried about her daughter. Both the parents counseled her a lot. After a few days of explaining and counseling, my friend told me today that finally Annie got the courage to call that girl and tell her that she is blocking her on WhatsApp and she does not want to talk to her anymore whatever the consequences. A formal complain was also lodged with the Principal. Now that is an act of courage! Specially from a 10-year-old girl. She must have gone through a lot of emotional stress. May God give her more strength! She will bounce back I am sure, as children always do.

Standing up for oneself and being able to say no to things we don’t want to do, whatever the circumstances, not letting someone take advantage of you these are our day to day acts of courage.

THE DAY I DIALLED 100, FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER

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.