ABCW: Patriotism

She wears no uniform
She has no rank
She doesn't know to use no guns
She doesn't know any exercises

But, she feels every move of her man
She knows every name of the weapon he uses
She knows what rank he is in
She adorns a silent uniform

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While he is there fearless
She silently fears & prays

While he protects his country
She protects his heart & his family

Her man sacrifices himself for the country
So does she

Away he is from his family
Away she is from her love

He comes home, and summoned again
With tears she bids Goodbye
Not knowing when she would see him again
Hope she has & faith in Him

She hugs herself, She dries her own tears
She never shows him, that she misses him
For she knows, he would worry
She is his weakness, but stands as his strength

He gets praises & salutes
But, isn't she the true patriot, and deserves a salute?

This post is written for ABCW - P - Patriotism

ABCW: Mother

This is my mother -Love you Mom

As a kid when I got hurt & your eyes well up

A hug from you and my life lights up

Even now, away from you

I get hurt and I so miss you

You had a solution to every problem my life threw

Your food made with love is with what I grew

My heart is you; I am a part of you

In your arms, I felt safe every night

I fell sick and always made a bad sight

You stayed up for me all night

What am I without you?

In different cities now

I fight with you and how

I want to you to know

I love you Mom, I just don’t show

This poem is dedicated to my mom who stays 600 miles away from me. I want to tell her Thank you for everything she has done for me. I also want to tell her sorry for every time I have hurt her.

This post is written for ABC Wednesday - M

3WW: Lift

What is scary?
Getting stuck in the lift

What is scarier?
Getting stuck in the lift alone

What is panic?
When you dial the emergency number and no one picks up

What is pathetically panic?
When the lights in the lift go off, weird music comes on, light flickers furiously and everything turns dark

What is a heart attack situation?
Your shoulder being tapped in the lift that you were supposedly alone in

And someone comes near your ears and says "You are a righteous girl, now you shall be come out of your sedated state when I click this button

This is what happened in "The Great Hypnosis Show"

This post is written for Three Word Wednesday - Pathetic, Righteous, Sedate

ABCW: K

These days after technology has taken over our lives, Whatsapp, Viber, SMS, hangouts, all are designed for people to "chat" with their hands.
And Imagine, you are having typed in a long message to someone and press 'Send" and get a reply "K"
Like only "K'
How irritating is that, I hate it, I hate the 2 letter shortcut of a 4 letter work sliced into a rude 1 alphabet word
Okay became OK became K

K isnt Ok in a conversation. Its a conversation Killer

I mean seriously, how difficult is it to type 2 alphabets? 

And Why do people reply with a "K"?

1. Fine, I heard it and i don't give a damn

2. Enough already

3. Are we done yet?

4. I am not interested in you or this conversation

5. I am angry

No emotion warrants a "K" .Atleast type an "OK"

How do we feel when we see a "K" after a long meaningful conversation

 What are the ideal responses for a "K"?

Next time please remember, when you reply with a "K" someone somewhere is killing you in their heads

This post is written for ABC Wednesday - K

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ABCW & Mag: Morning Frost

photo by Tess Kincaid

First rain, Early morning frost

Deep in thoughts I drew, girl on a lonely night
With the moon beside

I realize, that is who I am

A hollow girl in the dew

Come sunshine, I shall vanish

No one would ever know

That once a hollow girl stood there on a lonely night

With the half moon shining so bright

This post is written for Magpie Tales - Mag 286
This post is written for ABCW - M

ABCW: Happiness

What is Happiness?

I was sitting alone in a cafe, and was thinking to myself Am I Happy?

Today,in this phase in my life right now
I'm Happy..yes, really I'm at totally happy and contented and at peace

I'm at peace with my accident

I'm at peace with my family

I'm at peace with my not-so-skyrocketing career

I'm at peace with my achievements, my failures

I'm at peace with my imperfections

I'm at peace with my lost relationships

I even tweet quotes or write some blog posts, when I read them back I seriously wonder "Wow, Did I seriously write that?" and that really feels good.

I don't say I don't have mood swings, I still have my flaring tempers and bouts of tears, but it's just human nature, isn't it?

I still haven't achieved anything big, or even close to what I dream for
But, now it just feels like that's how its meant to be

It is just a beautiful feeling to be best friends with yourself and best friends with your life.
The whole world starts to look as awesome as it could be.

There was a time in life, when I had everything I wanted, lot of friends, lot of money but something was missing.I wasn't really happy.

Now, I don't have so many things that I want. but it just feels contented and its very liberating in some ways

There comes a point in life where you feel complete.
This is my moment of feeling truly complete, my moment of of Happiness

This post is written for ABC Wednesday - H

Game: What If?

I played a game ‘What If” it asked me 10 random questions and asked me to reply with the first thing that comes to my mind

• What if you were to die tomorrow? What would you wish you could do before you die?

Say bye to everyone, and Love you tons to my mummy, daddy, brother and husband. Say sorry to whomever I have ever hurt & eat a nice big pizza, chocolate cake and dance all the way

• What if you had unlimited time, money and resources?

Would buy a house, decorate it, an automatic car, book myself and my family a world tour and shop

• What if you get a chance to do something always wanted to do but have not done yet?

Bungee jumping, skydiving,

• What if you are given a choice of 3 countries, places or locations you want to visit?

Rome, Italy, USA, actually I can think of more places Egypt, Australia, Vietnam, Cambodia, Paris, London

• What if you get to see one particular person right now who would it be?

Ash—n or Vig—h  

• What is that one experiences do you want to have / feel?

Am not sure about this

• What  is it that you want a 100% off on right now?

Home

• What if you get a chance to make a call 5 people who are no more?

Grandpa, Grandma, Divya Bharti, Jiah Khan & Kuljeet Randhawa

• What will you do if you get to meet an alien?

I would want to learn their language (if they have one)

• What if you get to be a part of a TV show, which TV show would you want to be in?

GoT, Pretty Little Liars, House of Cards, Sarabhai Vs Sarabhai

Tell me what would be your reply for these questions

ABCW: WANNA BE FRAANDS oops...I MEANT FRIENDS

This Blog is especially for all you people who have a profile on FACEBOOK. 

This is one of the sites that has hit the records with the youth from all over the world. You meet friends, Chat with friends, meet friends of friends and at times meet certain schmucks too.

These jerks are famous for

a) Bad Vocabulary

b) Strangers with strange requests

c) Very desperate

Many people especially the Females get a load of such FACEBOOK JERKS. Let’s call them FJ's

It’s very easy to spot these FJ's on social sites. For starters they put up a sexy looking celeb pics. They come over randomly with their vocab that can make people forget their basic grammar.

And they are famous for sending random Friendship request and Messages in our Inbox’s.

Initially, when I started social networking sometime in 2007, there were no heavy security or privacy policies, at least not that I was aware of. So I like many others got used to getting so many FJ's day in and day out

"Hi..You want to do fraandsheeps with me".

These are one of the normal kinds of requests from the FJ's.

Then comes the bit advanced stage of Jerkism.

"I whant to make frendshaps to you...."

God I mean I know people make love but how the hell does one make FRENDSHAP. Now whatever that SHAP means.

There are different levels for such FJ's.

The Level 3 FJ's are the ones who Friendship request would sound like some message on a telegram. ”I you frandship". Now that was small n short and a sure rejection.

The level 4 FJ's are the desperate ones.

"Pleaje do freingship to me pls pls pls plz plz" 

Now that really sounds desperate to me or "I be your forever friend" 

Forever friend huh? What on this planet is a FOREVER FRIEND?

One of the requests that my friend had received "I whant to make love to your frandships"

Now What the hell did he mean by saying that? I need an explanation

This is the best FJ's.

The ones that leave me laughing for a long time, with their awesome iinglisss.

There was one that I had got.

I’m going to Ctrl C+Ctrl V with the eggjact same words that he used hi gaugeus (wh..what? geyser, gauge, gaugeus? What? btw he meant gorgeous) me frandshiping with u u agri (it means agree, atleast that’s what I assume)  ..I do not understand. What had gone into him?..sheeeesssshhh.

I really don't agri

There was this One that left me into splits "u wishes..So I come to be yours friend.. No Poblem. I think now i am not the stranger for u...I in dream yours...Now I be you friend. U also Be mines friend..ok"

What he meant to say is "I wished for him. So he has come be my friend. He comes in my dreams and I am his friend and he is mine" (Not in my wildest dreams will I ever think of dreaming about him for sure). But I can never forget this request in my entire life.

After a rejection he came back with another request saying "Your profile is very fundu...You also "vhery cooeat"(in case you din get it..he meant "very cute").I be you dream preeince." (My dream prince? And I just turned into a frog)

God Bless Me

The last but certainly the worst kind of FJ's.

These guys send requests that are in coded forms, like the one that one my girl-pals got.

This one really take the top position “I scene urs profiles. Loogs nais. adding u u adding mine plise..I waiting for adding" (In case you are wondering about what he meant "I scene (seen) ur profiles(profile)..loogs nais(looks nice) adding u adding mine(I am adding you, you add me) plise (please)..I waiting for adding (he is waiting for her to accept his request) ....

This one nearly took us 10 whole  minutes to decode of what he wanted to convey especially the loogs nais...

Pheewwww, it took me some brain-work to pen down these TRUE REJECTION CASES blog.

I NOU (Now) GoIn..YoU ReAd MiNeS (My) BlOgS (blog)..WOkay (Ok)...

I really need some grammar classes now and People who write like this with Capital and Small letters have to go back to Kindergarten

P.S: We do feel like strangling such half-wit desperate retards just like in the picture

This post is written for ABC Wednesday 17 - F

What does Independence mean to You?

Its just a few days past the 69th Indian Independence Day.
I was asked, what does independence mean to you?

I asked the same question to a few people from difference age groups with a different mindset.

4 year old kid said "Indian outfit, and flag, and sweets and I will sing Jana Gana Manna and salute to our flag"

10 year old said "Independence means, no homework and projects for me"

15 year old said "Independence for me is, going clubbing without my id card being checked"

23 year old said "Independence, 15th August, Holiday, We will party man and sleep"

28 year old said "What Independence? I am working today too.I pay taxes, I don't get anything, What independence you are talking about man?"

32 year old "Independence, I want a day off from all the office, children and home chores, a day for myself"

34 year old ex-army-man said "Independence, the history, the story inspires me to join the army again, if I could, Not just my arm, I will sacrifice my life for the flag"

49 year old "Independence for me, would be a corruption free country and better services for people from their tax money"

Another 49 year old said "Independence would be when my daughter can go out in shorts to any place, at any time and I don't have to keep worrying about her safety"

Lastly, An octogenarian said "Independence is the sacrifice of millions of people, sacrifice of soldiers and families who never saw caste and creed, who fought for Indians, who dreamt of a beautiful peaceful county. I don't say our country is not beautiful, but with the everyday crimes, and riots in the name of religion and caste. We are independent, but still bonded by so many influences. 
We are independent, but we still see differences in people of our own country.
Some people say they want British rule again, little did they know how our countrymen were treated, even 0.05% of that mental agony, physical torture and ever man would pray only to have a free country. I know, I have been there, I have seen it"

So What does freedom mean to you?

Mag: Your Dear Scarlet

I am young and fearless
I am a teen, a rebellious
I roll it up, and light my marijuana
Its gives me peace & nirvana

Sweets, I wont give you any weed
But, I shall feed you with alcohol
Do you want to know why at all?

I prefer your head down clutching the toilet
While I am up in peace, up in the space, I am your dear Scarlet


This post is written for Magpie Tales - Mag 282

CTT: Weight & Watch

I haven't been updating this blog long enough. I am guilty and I am sorry to myself.

Why?

1. I really didn't have much to rant about
2. I started another blog and I updated that rather daily
3. I am just plain lazy
4. I am out of topics until say today morning.

Its a common saying "Women become fat after getting married"

Well, it is kind of true, and scientifically, romp has nothing to do with putting on weight.
Frankly, I don't have any issues with people of any size and shape.

But, when someone says "Oh, you have put on weight" Or something like "You were so slim when you joined and now you have put on quite a bit" 
OR when you don't fit in a particular dress that used to fit you perfectly a few months back
OR when that little paunch shows in a super cute party dress.
It gives a not-so-happy feeling.

Now, I realized why I put on weight and do not bother to reduce.
1. I just hog on anything, no healthy diet
2. I sleep like a log
3. I give million excuses to not work-out
4. I envy women with flat abs, I promise to myself that I shall work out, then chocolate cake happens
5. I sincerely try to work out for exactly 2 days and my 'excuse mode" turns on

Now, that I know where I have to make changes, and the "very ambitious Me" expects me to make changes but the "Lazy Bhukkad Me" jumps in and says "I shall start from tomorrow"
And...
We are back to square one.

But, I swear I shall wake up early and jog and eat healthy *Runs to eat a Extra Cheese Paneer Mayo Sandwich*

ABCW: Musings of an IT wife

I am an IT wife.

Pic Courtesy: Meme Generator

Sometimes, I see a lot of similarities between my IT husband and a soldier in the military.

Soldier fights with foreigners, IT guy fights with foreigners

Soldiers family hardly get to see him, IT guys family hardly gets to see him

Soldier has to be on his post even in the dead of the night, IT guy has to be on the call even at the dead of the night

Soldiers gets trained regularly, IT gets trained regularly

Soldiers get posted "off site" at times, IT gets posted "off site" at times

Soldiers have "Short term" and a 'long term assignment", so do IT guys

Soldier wives are well-versed with some military terms like Line of Fire, Border Control, names of weapons, IT wives are well versed in IT terms onsite call, customer call, escalation, delivery team etc

Soldiers fight a war, IT guys fight in the war room

Soldiers face storm, IT guys face brain storm

Soldiers gets to talk to his family in between posts, IT guy gets to talk to his family in-between calls

Soldiers run a marathon once in six months, IT guys do a Hackathon once in 6 months

But, in the end of the day. the wife of both soldier and the IT guy, love their men enough to wait for them through anything and everything

P.S: This is a fun post, not meant to hurt any sentiments. If you find it offensive, my apologies in advance

This post is written for ABC Wednesday - I = IT

#MondayMusings & #TT Three Little Pigs

From Pinterest

The title might sound a little absurd, but today morning an incident happened, and somehow I am proud of my baby brother.

So, I dropped my little brother at his work place on a rainy monday morning. I see his friends drinking tea in the nearby tea-stall waving to my brother.
There is this big gutter that goes near his work place.

While I was starting my car, I see my brother rolling is pants and his sleeve up and jumping into the gutter. I panicked. It was a dirty deep gutter. Then I saw two of his friends jumping in too. A crowd started to form there. I ran towards them, and what I see gave me an "Aww" and a "proud sister" feeling.
My brother and his friends, jumped in to rescue 3 baby piglets from the gutter.

The little pigs would have drowned and died.

My baby brother, saved them, inspite of being late for work, inspite of wearing well-pressed work formals, he jumped in for the sake of those animals.

I am proud of him

This post is a part of #Monday Musings by Write Tribe and Theme Thursday - Rain

Mag 280: Masked

Her eyes could speak a thousand words

Those eyes that could make any man fall in love

Her eyes now masks how the heart feels

Someday day someone would walk by

And mend her broken heart

Someday someone, would break that mask apart 

This post is written for Magpie Tales, Mag 280

FF: My First Snow

I am from that part of the planet, where snow is not rare, its impossible. The minimum temperature that I have ever seen in my life is 12 degrees Celsius, that is about 53.6 Fahrenheit.

I have seen very hot summers, city stopping rains, a very rare once in 10 years 2 minute hailstones, but snow never.

So, I went to Switzerland for a project a few years back, and was in a meeting inside the meeting room. Inside you really don't see or feel the snow. 

The moment I stepped out of the building, it was all white. 2 feet heap of snow. 

Trust me! I couldn't contain my excitement. I went ballistic. 

I ran out on the snow like a happy 5 year old, with my office shoes.

I did not realize that snow makes the road slippery. 

And

Bamm! I went sliding like a toppling bowling pin.

And to top it all, my Swiss colleague gave me that "Like seriously? Its just snow" look

I know its just snow for him, but it was THE Snow for me. 

My First Snowy Day makes me smile whenever I think about it.

This post is written for Friday Fictioneers by Rochelle Wisoff Fields, 24th July 2015 . This post isn't 100 words. But I couldn't stop myself from writing

APED: Stranger on the Street

A stranger on the street

Very simple and sweet

A flute on his lip

And a flask on his hip

That soothing sound

That wakes up even a wilting leaf lying around

So powerful, that sound

Like a raging fire, that sees so bound

His eyes so innocent, that spread divine light

Like a child’s delight

That stranger on the street, I wonder, What is he really like

This post is written for A Prompt Each Day, Prompt 52

#MondayMusings: New Employee

Sometimes I enter a room full of new people.

I wonder to myself, 

Am I wearing the right clothes?

Will I fit in?

Why is everyone looking at me, like that?

Will I be accepted?

Then, someone walks up to me, and I get introduced as “The New Employee” who is replacing “The Very Old Employee”

I can see, I am being judged, I can feel their eyes on m back. I can see my every move being scrutinized.

I wanted to make friends, I wanted to be liked in this new place. I made efforts. I did what they wanted me to do. I hoped someday, I would be a part of their clan.

After a while I realized, when I was going out of my way to please others, I was losing my self-worth.

I stopped, I looked at myself and said “I am the best, why do I need to be accepted by anyone else. They like me or not doesn’t matter anymore. I love myself. I have accepted my flaws”

They love me, They hate me, They ridicule me, They reject me.

In the end of the day, I know that I would never be good enough for someone around. But, then it is their problem.

I shall be ME 

- I am the Old New Employee

Today I’m joining the #1000Speak a monthly linkup on the 20th of every month, which invites bloggers to blog about compassion/empathy, etc. This month’s link up is on the topic of Acceptance.

It is time for #MondayMusings and all you have to do is:

• Write a post sharing your thoughts on a subject of your choice. Make it as personal as possible.
• Use the hashtag #MondayMusings and link to Write Tribe.
• Add your link to the linky which you will find either here or on Write Tribe or on the post of a co-host.
• Use our #MondayMusings badge to help other bloggers join in too.

Mag 278: Walk Along

Everyone in life learns to not  count on others for your happiness.

Everyone learns it the hard way after being back stabbed by own people

Being good doesn't always mean, other will be good to you too

Look at yourself sometime, deep inside

You have been hurt, scarred, bruised, fallen, betrayed  but you still stand strong

You are here alive, for a purpose

A purpose, The Lord has set for you

You are the Lord's baby, You are his Princess with a shiny crown

If ever you fall again, just straighten your crown and walk strong

This post is written for Magpie Tales, Mag 278

APED: Train of Life

Sitting huddled near the window of an almost empty First Class Ladies compartment in the Mumbai Local, clad in a red kurta and jeans, with clunky junk jewelry adorning her ears and neck, colorful bangles on her wrist sounding like distant bells with a big tote bag on her right, an open book on her lap and legs kept crossed on the empty seat in front of her.

It made a perfect picture of serenity looking at her, wisps of loose hair, adorning her face made her look like a little grown up pixie.

Looking outside the window, she saw the full round moon following he, cutting through the clouds, it looked as if the moon was was protecting her like silent protective lover, calm, quiet and bright. Just like her mind, which had a million emotions piling up at this very moment.

The rhythmic "khadak khadak" of the train was like a lullaby to her tired body. Moving on slowly from station to station, sometimes the platforms on the left, sometimes the right.
Many people getting in the train and getting off it.

Just like life, every train is a person and the tracks are life
Everyone has a destination to reach,
Some reach there fast, some reach there slow
Many trains have gone through the way that you are going on, many train will in future come by the same way
On the way many people, get in and get off at different stations of life
The stops of your life, like the station are sometimes on the right, sometimes left and sometimes both the ways
The other trains are like the people who pass by us.
Strangers become friends, friends become strangers
Some people get pushed, some get a permanent place
Some smiles, some anger, some hate, some love
Some trains have made a mark somewhere, some are just another everyday trains

Trains breakdown too...people hurls stones at it when angry...they garland it when happy...just like abuses hurled on a person

Like Life...The trains moves on.......

This post is written for A Prompt Each Day, Prompt 40
This post was written in 2014, I could think that this is apt for this prompt

FSF: Thief

He started from nothing, A selfish man,  A thief in a disguise.

He wanted everything a man could possess, He was ambitious, A thief in disguise.

Along the way, he gathered gold, Along the way, he hurt, killed and stole, For, he was the thief in disguise.

And came that day when, destiny struck its Golden sword, Without no friends, was lying his bloodied body so sore, All the riches, gone and washed away, No one to console, when alone he lay. That day he, loneliness made him realize, He was nothing.

 It was Time always,who is a thief in disguise

This post is written for Lillie Mcferrin - FSF: Thief