Life – Page 11 – Atha with Anita Satyajit

Taking stock

The year ended on a sweet-sour note. December was an eventful month; the only upsetting part of it was my FIL’s illness. I went to Bombay/Pune in the middle of the month and came back just a couple of days ago. And like all my trips, this one too was filled with lovely moments withContinueContinue reading “Taking stock”

It dawned on me

Its only when you let go of what you didn’t like, that you can begin to appreciate the positive aspects of the very things and people you disliked. The past few weeks have been one such discovery. Like every family, mine too has its share of people who made me look like a devil orContinueContinue reading “It dawned on me”

When the world tries to get to you

This mantra might work… I refuse to succumb to words: that doubt my goodness discredit my work Ignore my contributions Insult my intelligence Mock my innocence Taunt my actions Question my worth I know what I am made of And so I will not leave it to others To sculpt me into their unfulfilled choicesContinueContinue reading “When the world tries to get to you”

Our lives

It took a 1/3 of a lifetime to unravel the many lessons life teaches. We started off with such innocence, optimism and defiance, saw life in the eye, stared into the harshness and chose to either walk ahead confident, still trusting life or refused to listen and walked on stumbling.Four people who have had suchContinueContinue reading “Our lives”

I am wild

I am wild (or so I was told) Like the wind that rips green leaves off trees? But I love freedom so much, that often I transcended the barriers the world imposed on me And so I sang on the road when I wanted to Climbed a mountain when it called out to me RodeContinueContinue reading “I am wild”

Moon, give me chocki

There are some moments in life that stay with you, even if you don’t blog about it or write it. Because those moments become so much a part of your soul, that they will stay with you forever. I had one such moment a couple of days ago with my three year old, little one.ContinueContinue reading “Moon, give me chocki”