My Elder Bro – My Guide, Friend, Mentor & Lifeline! #SiblingRivalry

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The relation of the sibling is a unique one in this world. It starts with confusion when the elder one is suddenly taken aback when he/she sees another kid joining their league, which eventually leads to a lot of fighting and crying while they are growing up and finally ends with immense love and respect for each other. They become each other’s backbone. From keeping secrets to guiding each other for the best, this is my, Mayank Manohar ode to the relation that I share with my elder brother Mrinal Madhukar.

The best memory that I have, which still wanders in the theatre of my mind, is when I was in 4th grade and my brother was in 6th, and we decided to save our pocket money to gift our parents something on their respective birthdays. It was really sweet of him to come up with the idea at such a young age and his will to make me understand. That’s how he is, someone who is always so caring about the people he loves that he will always do something special for them.
My brother has always been sensitive since he was a kid. I remember how when our cousins used to come over and leave, I was the least affected by anyone’s departure. But my brother would start crying from the moment he learned that people are leaving and the vacation was over. A few of my cousins prayed that my brother is asleep when they have to leave but seldom had it happened. For me, it was more disturbing that the vacation was over and it was time to go back to school. For him, people mattered, more than that the relationships mattered.
While growing up though I had my own tantrums, I still remember how we used to play WWE on our bed and always kept on trying to imitate the moves of those wrestlers. He would grab me, lift me and toss me on the bed and it always used to end with our laughter and warning from our mother that the bed will give up soon if we continued practicing the moves…and a day arrived, when planks of the bed were replaced. Mom premonition came out true.
The age when we were crazy about the magnets and would go to any extent to get one…it was easily accessible to get after operating the toy collection, we had. Once, we even ruined one of the soft toys that our mother loved, it was a monkey who used to blabber whenever it was slapped. We operated on him and got that big fat magnet out. We got good slaps multiple times for doing magnet business but trust me, it was worth it.
We have laughed together, cried together and have done a lot of mischiefs together but today both of us are on their respective paths to make something out of the life we have, the best part that exists is we have always got each other’s back. He would lie to our mother when she found something fishy in my bag ahead of my school exams. The way, he made our parents understand how I felt about engineering and how I wanted to do something else in my life.
He has always ensured that I get the best of everything while he would settle for normal things. For instance, I have stayed in many cities for my studies while he couldn’t. He always pushed me really hard for achieving everything that I aspire for. And the reason that I shared my emotions with him about how I felt about engineering was because being my big brother, he used to take my interviews and literally guide me how corporate interviews are supposed to be and how I was supposed to basically put a lot of butter on everything that I say with a lot of emphasis on a few keywords like team player, enthusiastic, optimistic, opportunist etc. It didn’t go well down with me and I realized after getting rejected umpteen times that I was made for something else. But unaware of the fact, my brother was speaking to all of his friends and colleagues to get me a better job on my merit.
That was when one fine day I decided to drop him a text explaining everything which led to one thing to another.  For four years  I am placed in Delhi, pleased and content with my choice of profession and aspiring for more & more.
I have always been on the other side of the shore, where I didn’t share the same aim as my bro to stick to the only study in schools or college. There were times when our teachers used to compare between me and my brother and there were times when I would get really agitated by his aim to study more and more. I received good scolding to concentrate on studies but my mind was always busy doing something creative. My bro has been the best student, best son, best brother, best friend and now a really good husband.
I wish him all the best in his life and hope that he gets the best of everything. I may not have been a good brother at times, but I know I have got your back…that’s my real strength.

Reminiscing those days of childhood, a plan struck to start a blog train on #SiblingStories and 36 Bloggers of them amalgamated to share their sweet, salt and pepper encounters of #SiblingTalk.Brand Angtatva collaborated with me to give a new shape to this beautiful blog train journey.
The Campaign #SiblingStories & #SiblingTalk hosted by Ila Varma in collaboration with Angtatva comes to an end after a month-long celebration of adventurous blog train trip with Siblings. I am happy that it ended peacefully minting excellent relationship with new and old bloggers from across the globe. The articles shared by all the participants are indeed wonderful, emotional and funny instances with our siblings and I am sure it has helped in unearthing new facts about our siblings.

The Mad World of Crazy Siblings! #SiblingStories

 
 
 
 
My life has been a thorough roller coaster ride and had many health hiccups. My inner spirit never bogged me down and I continue to be one, who appears composed but is crazy at heart.
 
Born in a large family with three generations living together, at times, we enjoyed, at times, we got irritated by the intervention of different generations but Today when I look back….I feel lucky to have interactions with so many people of all shapes, sizes and different mental wavelength as we had people in our family born in mid & late 19th century and We classics born in the late-20th century. Imagine our patience the way we dealt with the oldies.
 
 
We had a gang of siblings who were always at some mischief or the other…some were silent in giving consequences and few were loud and I was on the middle path…sometimes caught and sometimes not even noticed.
 
 
 
 
 
The gang of siblings included our first cousins, second cousins and my siblings from the same mother…but mind it, till today, we don’t address as cousins…we count them as own born from different mothers.
 
 
We all lived under one roof and it might appear unusual to the current generation, we shared spaces in one single large room and my granny was our guard to safeguard us when we entered into an alliance to wash & rinse (Dho Daala)  the few that appeared to be our greatest enemy at the moment…it was all momentary…the elders got busy in discussions and we stood in unison….our bonding was so strong.
 
 
 
I am eldest in my five sibling gang born from the same mother…but we hardly got into rough…but with a gang of siblings with different mothers, the pact was strong still it had several dimensions.
 
Many lived with us and few invaded our territory during festivals, family functions and long holidays.
 
Little things added joys in our life. We waited ardently for them to arrive and we had great planning ahead to execute.
 
In our time, we had the privilege to grow amidst nature…big sprawling garden, well, trees, fruits, and veggies plants…and in winters and springtime, our garden was our home where we ate, played, studied and gave results to our mischief…some time we disclosed the name of the culprit but maximum time, it was handled by ourselves.
 
I was the one to appear meek but knew well to handle things, get it done by the gang and give a final touch…the frontbenchers were caught easily.
 
We played games like Pitto,” in winter holidays and the siblings that did not listen to us were made the target to hit during the game…hahaha 😆…and after that in the evening, we helped them in smearing Haldi-Chuna to give relief from pain.
 
 
 
We played Teacher game and therein too, our soft targets were the junior ones, whom we spanked with ruler not too hard but we were versed in the task of being a teacher and giving punishments….we all took turn and sometime or the other…everyone received spanking and torturous speech as it was delivered by the teachers of those days.
 
We had great fun in food sharing…each one of us had their own taste…and the palette included sweets, sugar, jaggery, pickles, Murabba, Bikaneri Bhujia Haldiram.
 
We were served in fewer quantities as per our age but the craving to eat wished for more and more…we all in a gang asked elders to serve and after getting, we sat on the roof and amalgamated our choice of food and ate till our tummy was full and craving satiated….mine favorite was Haldiram Bhujia.
 
 
We fought with each other but when caught by elders, we helped in shifting the scores to one another instead of making one the Bali ka Bakra.
 
After heavy fights and scores, still we remained bonded, no ill feelings, no remorse hangover…and if any neighbours tried to pry in our privacy, we united and confronted them with our various tools.
 
We saved each other from the eyes of the elders if anyone did something mischievous.
 
We were a gang of mad siblings and we felt comfortable in our group…we shared beds, bathrooms, cosmetics, dresses, and accessories…nothing was defined for a specific person.
 
Ohh…with sharing of dress, I remember few majedaar incidents where we exchanged dresses, mainly it happened in girls gang and the culprit that was hunted by the elders were saved and the innocent caught but the elders rage too diminished after catching the wrong person and the grim environment turned into humorous one.
 
Really, I miss those wonderful days of pranks, silly encounters, and huge countenance of mischiefs that we shaped carelessly in our childhood carefree days.
 
Gang of siblings helps children to learn to share and caring and they come up as a better social being and has the potential to defy hurdles of life with a smile…it’s my perception.

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We are the Pillars of Strength to Each Other! #SiblingStories

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Mrinal Madhukar shares his unusual experience reminiscing the time spent with his younger bro. Let’s hear his story in his own words.


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There are few memories we always cherish, no matter how old we grow with them but they remain close to your heart because it is about someone with whom we are close and dear with – Our Sibling. Being the eldest one among the two of us – Brothers, our relation is somewhat like one where both of us look at each other and ensure the other is always away from any kind of problem. Of course, it matters that we exchange the pleasantries, talk to each other and wish on the important days but actually, both of us expect and to matter is to stand for each other whenever the either of us is in need.

“ Because brothers don’t let each other wander in the dark alone.”– Jolene Perry

Looking back, we were never really the actual naughty kind of kids while growing up. We had a different equation, back then in the era of late 90’s and early millennium, playing cricket was a core activity that both of us used to do together. Though it was just about regular colony cricket, there was a lot of planning that went in for that, and we would be regularly scolded for putting ball marks on the walls by throwing back and forth on it. That is a good strong memory of growing up, I remember how my little brother would take the bat away if he was not convinced that he was out, sounds funny when I recollect now. That was then and there, but as we grew up, we chose our paths where we wanted to see ourselves placed in life and today, fortunately, we both of us have realized our dream.
I know my brother is guided more by the emotions, and his passion for writing took him past the regular crowd of engineering and placed him there. That was some time of our lives when in the final year of his engineering, he dropped me a message stating how badly he wanted to be something else. At first, I was astonished, he had trusted me to let it out to the family and try my best to make it work, but I guess that is what the elder ones are supposed to, use their “elder wand” and help their younger ones to come out and face the world with their passion.
 Somehow, everyone in the family took it well, and I loved how brilliantly my brother in no time pushed himself and carved a niche for himself in the world of journalism. Every time I think about it, I feel proud of him.
We both are not that expressive when it comes to telling “Hey Brother I love you” but it is understood between us. I try taking lead to be there for him, my overprotection does get irritating for him at times. I am aware of my habit of being an overprotective irritant but I guess I will be so as long as I live, coz I guess that’s what Brothers do, silently be there for one another. And like I always wish for and say, no matter what I do, I want him to watch him achieving the best of everything in the world and make it bigger than all of us.
There is a marginal difference of two years and 3 months but we have a respect for each other. When I see other kids fighting, cribbing or blaming each other, I too wish to get into such situation with my bro…but we never indulged. We are different, we hardly exchanged bitter words. Being elder, I succumbed to his childish demands and never ever complained. Once or twice, I spanked him but he never retaliated or get into action…he cried and that was enough to tear my heart out…and say sorry.
We are different in many terms but still, an unseen force attracts us and we are indeed the pillar of strength for each other. He fills my shortcomings and I conceal his and we work together on our strength.

When I feel low or defeated, I look for his assurance that all will be well. On the emotional front, I am emotional and his lookout is quite practical. He guides me on these moments where I feel stuck.

May this compatibility and partner in crime remains the same throughout life.

I love him and wish to have him as my sibling in my next life.

“ Nothing can stop me from loving my brother.”– Brandy Norwood

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“Shhh! Don’t tell anyone” #WOW


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“Shhh…Don’t tell anyone”…I overheard the voice from the back of bushes while I was returning with my friends from the playground. I checked my watch, it was 7 pm. The Sun was ready to set, birds were flying back to nest and the cows were retreating to their shed.

I was startled to hear the voice and it echoed inside me. I had moved few steps but an inner instinct stopped me from moving further and I smelled something fishy about it.

“Hey Guys, wait…there is something going on behind the bushes…we should check it out,” I said to my friends.

“What happened Pranav? Are you okay?” They asked me in unison.

“Yes, I am ok…see while crossing that spot near to playground, I heard someone saying Shhh…don’t tell anyone…I think we should go and check.” I told them.

“Come on Yaar, Don’t be too judgmental & curious. It said Don’t tell anyone and you are the one spilling out the beans…let’s go fast, we are getting late for the classes.” They said and took fast steps towards the hostel.

I was in a shock and could not move further. My friend Jai waited and others retreated towards the hostel.

I and Jai went back near the bushes. We could hear a faint cry coming from behind the bushes.

We tiptoed towards the spot and the scene that I saw with my naked eyes stopped our heartbeats.

There were two men in the age group of 40’s and they were busy in molesting a boy of ten years. The boy was shivering with fear and crying in the faint voice.

“Chup Raho…else you will be eliminated if you don’t cooperate. If you cooperate, we will give you lots of gifts.”

I had heard in news but never ever confronted with such incident.

We were in a state of the fix. What to do next?

Anyhow, we managed to move out from the place without making any noise and after going few furlongs away from the site, I called up my friends and briefed them about the incident and the place and asked them to inform the police.

I called my mother and told her about the incident that I saw. She got nervous and told me, “Beta, Shhh, Don’t tell anyone about this incident. Don’t go out of the hostel.”

“Why Mom…why you don’t want me to tell anyone? Someday, I can be the victim. Just feel the pain of that boy and how his parents will react if they come to know. There is nothing to hide. I have informed my friends and asked them to inform the police so that he can be spared.” I said and tears welled in my eyes.

PS: It is a piece of fiction but the incident illustrated is sad truth and the social perspective to hide such incidents are actually encouraging the morons and such incidents are on spree.

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Blue Whale Challenge Proving Suicidal for Players! #SaveKids #VirtualGame

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The Blue Whale challenge game has created furore in the virtual world and many children of different places around the world have become victim of it and they have lost their precious life.

It is continuously in news and the young parents are at their wits end and are scared about the safety of their growing kids especially the younger ones.

I googled to be apprised of the game and the harm that it is doing to the children and came to know that this game has been designed with the motive to clean the earth from lazy children.

I feel the mastermind behind the game is a lunatic and his wild psyche has created menace and is taking lives of the innocents. The children are becoming prey to it. They are hypnotizing the children and there is even a news that they threaten that if the players don’t abide by the rules, their families will be eliminated…this fear deepens in the minds of children and they follow the dangerous rules sincerely.

The timings to play the game too is at odd hours and the various steps to be followed are quite scary and it asks the playing kids to harm themselves and send their snaps in which they have inflicted themselves and the child gets so much engrossed in the game that they blindly follows what they are been asked to do and finally, the child is trapped.

So far as reported, there have been more than 100 deaths of the players who indulged in taking the Blue Whale challenge.

The reports generated have created unrest in the minds of parents. This calls for a clear discussion with the children and the parents and guardians need to make their kids aware of such challenges and how to keep themselves away from it.

In my opinion, parents should not give mobiles to children and in situation, where parents are working and the children are staying on their own, then provide them with simple handsets without internet facility so that they can be in touch with their parents.

Make them aware of the virtual menace that is doing rounds on internet and warn them not to indulge in such sorts of game. Even they should be warned not to download any unknown link, howsoever they are insisted or not to disclose any personal information or identity on the site.

Be frank and take your children in confidence and ask them to inform you about each and every movement, whether it is their personal life and virtual life. Make them understand that they are at vulnerable age and they need proper guidance to secure their future.

Check their devices regularly and check their history to know about their virtual movements and the site they tour.

These days kids have their own room. Do allot their room but not allow them to lock their room and inculcate in them the habit of playing or indulging in leisure activities in the living room of the house.

Do check their bags and belongings time to time and whenever you find your child a bit indifferent, do knock him and try to intrude in his privacy and make him spill out the beans if something is bothering him.

Explain the ill effects of game and of the people who are behind this game and brief that they are mentally ill bunch who wish to hurt people of the society and their sadistic nature derives pleasure from such activities.

Encourage them to indulge in physical activities and offline games and be an active participant in their game. This will use his budding energy in a fruitful way and will satiate him.

The parents and the children should share the things with each other and the parents need to be more vigilant about their child’s movements.

Maintain friendly relation with your children and be in their reach when they need you.
Note for parents, don’t hook yourself in the virtual world, your children needs you. Pass time with them and take them for outing on holidays and acquaint them with the beauty of nature.
Show the real world and its beauty and teach them that virtual life is only for studies and getting the tasks done easily.
Incline them towards spirituality.

Give Wings to Your Child’s Creativity! #Creative #Imagination

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While surfing, I came
across a beautiful project made by a lady. I loved her project and
congratulated her for her creativity. But her reply dampened my mood.
She told me that she had
made the school project of her child who was a student of Class I.
The project that she had
prepared was not a match for a student of Class I. It was far ahead of his age.
I could not stop myself
and I right away told her that her concept was not approachable…she should not
do it…unconsciously she was clipping the creative wings of her child.
She told me that it was
not possible for her child to prepare the project all by himself, so she made
it.
I told her that it is nice
to indulge in creativity and if she has inclination towards it, she should
pursue wholeheartedly using her creative ideas to decorate her house, prepare
gifts for special occasions or can also take up as professional commitment…but please
don’t clip the wings of your child.
My intention was not to
hurt her but to show her the right path.
I asked her to give her
child the liberty to use his imagination in school projects and let him prepare
the things all by himself.
This is not the story of
one Mother…there are many Mothers who do the same.
Even in my neighbourhood
and extended family, there are many parents who do the same.
I believe that in this way
they are not helping their child rather blocking their imaginative power.
Whenever I come across
such parents who spoon feed their children, I object to it firmly because I don’t
approve this idea.
Through this post, I wish to request to all
budding parents not to nip the creative ideas of your children.
Let them explore their ideas, this way their imagination
power will improve and will give wings to creativity.
Children learn through trial n error and in this
bid, they may scatter things around or may spoil the things, but they need that
space to develop.
Always remember your childhood…once upon a time
you too went through the same phase, so keep the patience with your kids.
Arrange the things required for the project and let
them take the initiative, guide where they falter.
If you have inclination in creativity, pursue your
own hobby and use it for yourself…don’t impose them on your kids.
If the project is far ahead of the child’s age
then the teachers too understand that it is the parent’s skill and child does
not receive due credit. 
Further other school children get discouraged if their
work is not appreciated.
The child ability won’t develop then they will
always be in a lookout for ready-made solution.
Parents…give fair chance to your child to soar
high on their own ability.
My Experience:
One of my close relative spoon-fed their children
and in school time, they achieved high marks in all subjects but later in life,
they could not clear any competition. I had watched them closely. All the
homework and school work was done by the parents and the kids mugged up. The
school projects were either bought from market or made by parents. I too was a
kid and watching them achieve feats of success in school, I grew envious of
them n at times despised my parents for not helping. Later in life, I realized
their parent’s mistakes and feel sorry for the children.
While raising my children, I did not repeat the
mistakes that my relatives did. I accompanied them but never imposed my skills
and the result is that I am satisfied with my children skills, few they have
inherited from us and some they have developed on their own.

Mothers, Shower your love and affection but not at
the stake of clipping their wings…Watch them soar heights…you will love to
watch their achievements. 

How to make an introvert child more friendly? #MommyMoments

Parenting is a skill and it requires lots of
patience & perseverance on the part of parents while addressing kids. Each
child is unique in its own way and accordingly the parents need to take care of
them…
Some are outspoken, fearless and daring and they
require less guidance while some are shy and meek and they need more attention
from parents.
If you see around, you will find kids of one set
of parents are quite different in personality though they are brought up in
same atmosphere been given same privileges and comfort…Their characteristics
and vital statistics vary because each kid perceive things differently…so it is
the duty of the parents especially the Moms to unearth their kids potential and
weakness and deal them accordingly.
In my childhood days, I was a mixture of both;
some knew me as Introvert while others knew me as a full package of life and
vigor and over Extrovert.
I myself don’t know the reason of such dual
personality. In our times, parents were loaded with so much of responsibilities
that they did not had enough time to spare to delve into such fine details.
They had the huge responsibility of extended families, five children and
looking after the house.
Still, I am a pack of both but certainly, I pulled
myself out of the shell with passing years and now, I am introvert where I
choose to be…it’s my choice else I am extrovert, ready to pour my ideas and
beliefs and even give sermon where required.
I know that been over introvert mars the
personality and at times, we lose best opportunities…though my been introvert
rewarded me with writing skills because whenever thoughts gushed inside me, I
poured it raw on the journal and this was my bright side and today I am a
gainer choosing blogging as my profession…my been introvert made me Creative.
In our time, we did not had so many gadgets…we had
limited choice…either to play in the playground…indulge in some creativity or
study…but the scenario of today is quite different.
Children of today are hooked to gadgets, as today’s
children have access to multiple gadgets and if they are left alone, it will
hamper their personality.
Parents needs to be vigilant so that the
personality of kids are not at stake.
Parenting Tips:

1.If your child is dull and don’t want to mingle
with the kids of their age group, he needs your attention. Rule out the reason
for this behavior and encourage them to be active and participate in group
activity.
2. Find out their field of interest and encourage
them to participate fully.
Have open discussions with your kids and inquire
if something is bothering them. At times, children don’t open up because of
some unknown fear or inadequate knowledge.
3. Invite them in your living room when some guests
visit your house and introduce them to your guests, gradually he will develop
habit of conversing with strangers and it will boost their personality.
4. Encourage them to participate in social activity
and give them liberty to arrange special programs on festivals and special
occasions…it will add creativity in them.
5. Take them along when you visit your family and
friends, at times, they may be reluctant but slowly it will interest them.
6. Fix hours of watching TV and playing games on
Computer because these activities nips the creativity and imaginative skills of
a child.
7. If he is more interested in extracurricular
activities, encourage them to indulge. Study is important but they need
assistance in carving a niche in their field of interest. Discouragement too
make kids introvert.
8. Don’t leave them alone for long hours…keep a watch
on their activities.
Time to time, try to find out about the activities
of your child at school or with friends, it will help you to know how he is
performing with others.
9. Keep a silent vigil on your child’s movements. All
things should not be pronounced especially when your kids is approaching teens
as they are quite vulnerable at this age and they need utmost care.

What I did as a Parent?
While raising my kids, I followed their movements
silently. I involved them in all extra-curricular activities and in
celebrations.
Brushed their skills and encouraged them to polish
their areas of interest.
Never bullied them in front of other family
members, friends or neighbors.
Whenever I found their energy levels low, I sat
down with them and discussed openly what was bothering them.

These tips encouraged them to come out of their
shell and enhanced their personality.
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Innocence Breached! #Rapes #MoralityatStake

Violence,
threats & murder, rapes and incest paints the newsprint, ho halla on
multiple channels steal the serenity of our mind and at times, we question with
ourselves?

What’s
going on?
Why so much
of turbulence in an educated society?
Have we got
educated for the sake of acting barbaric?
The news of
a ten year old girl giving birth to a girl child left me shattered and
thousands n thousands of queries stirred me from within…and I can feel her blank eyes.
Who is safe
in our community?
The small
kids are raped and sodomized. The kids who go through carry the scars with
themselves forever and nothing can help them to erase these unfortunate
incidents.

What are the people up to?
How can a
man be so cruel with her?
Was he not
able to judge her innocence while outraging her modesty?
My blood
boiled when I came to know that a close family member was involved in this heinous crime…the man stole her childhood forever.
I don’t
know whether this case is the first case of such incident but in my life of 45
years, I have heard it for the first time and this incident challenges all to
be vigilant towards their kids.
Though news
has been floored that she is not informed about the pregnancy & childbirth but
the pregnancy blues are not so easy to digest for a responsible n grown up
woman…how she faced the trauma so silently…She didn’t understand when the man breached
her virginity but carrying baby for so many long weeks…she might be aware of
all the transformations within…even the hushes around are loud enough to make
one aware.
There are
immense physiological & psychological changes, how can it go unnoticed
under her nose?
I don’t
know her nor have I seen her but my heart cries out for her at the thought of
so many unfortunate incidents that saddled her life and never can she be a
normal child again.
The
ignorance of her parents jeopardized her life forever.
How her
Mother could not notice her physiological changes?
Even the
illiterate chunks are well aware of these basic things.
The law of
our country proved futile for her…leaving her at the risk of giving birth to a
child when she herself was a child, who saw only ten springs of her life.
I may sound
harsh n stern but it would have been far better to terminate her pregnancy
risking her life…even this take was a real threat to her life.
A child came
into this world, who got abandoned on the very first second of life; how she
will cope with her life later on…this question haunts my mind.
In today’s
world where technology is so advanced still such child are born who are consequence
of lust and are abandoned…indeed a very sad facet.
How her
Mother ignore her daughter’s missed period?
Appeal to
Parents:

Be frank
with your child and let them open up in your presence, especially Mothers need
to be careful.
Teach them
about good and bad touch.
Win their
confidence so that they share each and every piece of information….good or bad.
Be vigilant
for both; Sons and Daughters.
At times, parent’s
surveillance is more towards the girls of the family and this creates a rift
between siblings and the girls don’t share their feelings fearing they might be
scolded.
Be firm
when the child is wrong but in normal cases, be friendly in your approach.
Don’t make
your children timid, strengthen their innate qualities and be in reach when
they need you.
Educate
them about Puberty so that they don’t get traumatized when they face and inform
the bare truth of Puberty.
Have faith
in your child but check their movements, friends & social circle.
Accompany
them when they are going for outing.
Even check
the antecedents and movements of the extended family who are your regular
visitors or staying with the family.
This
incident can be a real lesson for many parents who ignore their offspring’s,
keeping them over busy in professional, personal and social commitments.
Always
remember, your child needs your presence much than your gifts.
Many might
argue that the commitments that they are involved in are for their children…it’s
true it is, but don’t ruin their childhood…their safety also comes under your
jurisdiction so the parents needs to keep their eyes and ears open and time to
time evaluate the situations.
If ever you
find your child low, don’t ignore.
Discuss
openly the reason and try to solve and bring back their smiles.
A parent
folly stole her smiles forever.
I pray to
God that not again such incidents take place…it’s very tragic for the child,
family and the society.
Today…Morality
is at stake.
 ***In our
society, people are more vigil for girls and ignores the male community but
such acts is the amalgamation of both the sexes, so parents, teachers and
guardians should be vigilant towards both the sexes so that they don’t get involved
in such mistakes where repentance cannot change anything.

Disclaimer: The views are solely mine and it is my outburst so the feelings penned are raw.

Why I chose to become a Mommy Blogger? #Parenting #Motherhood

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Blogging is in my nerves. Since childhood, I have
a habit of scribbling my emotions; be it happy ones or the hardening facts. I
wrote to diffuse my struggles and escalate my happy moments.
I was an introvert, so did not believed in sharing
with people rather found solace in writing…still in a habit of
scribbling…previously, the diaries shared my good n bad moments of life and now
my lappy laughs at my overtures.
However busy I am, I do take time out to write few
lines. Now with blogging, to reach out to more n more audiences, to watch my
page views stumbling to new numbers, followers n friends increasing, I can’t
stop myself from venting out my experiences & varied hues of my life.
Initially, I wrote my observations, experiences
and emotions in the form of prose and poetry, fictional short stories. When I
gained momentum on my blog, an idea buzzed to share my experiences with Moms of
past, present and future and chose to become a Mommy blogger.
Becoming Mommy blogger brings back the memories of
the days spent with my kids and now in my Empty nest, the memories of past appends
cheerfulness to my life and I reminiscence and cherish those glorious flashes.
When you become a parent and especially a Mom,
once again childhood revisits you and you share it with your child and the
experience of it cannot be summed up in words…those cuddly-googly memories are
so refreshing and your life seems brilliant and meaningful, when you hold the
bundle of joy close to your heart…it can be only relished.
With the passage of time and changes in family &
social system, Parenting has become challenging and the Working Moms are on
their wits end, juggling between home, office and baby care. At times, they are
so wretched that they feel that having a child is not a bliss rather a
punishment and they start abhorring parenting.
Through my columns, I wish to spread the virtues
of a Blessed Mom; how to tackle with the Motherhood blues and enjoy the bliss
of Motherhood; how to handle the growing kids and many queries of which they
need suggestions.
Down the years, there used to be elders at home,
who guided them and helped them while raising kids but now, when people are
living alone, no one is there to guide and the articles would be of great value
to Mothers.
I thoroughly enjoyed the bliss of Motherhood and
raised my kids with great enthusiasm and never ever I gave up, in spite of numerous
challenges coming in my way.
I request the Moms to be patient and cool and
overcome the challenges with a wide smile and the kids that you raise would be
Happy Souls and an asset to your life and society.

*****Remember, “Nothing comes easy in Life!”


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Teach Your Child to Manage Money!!! #Experiences



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Parenting is the tough nut to crack and it needs a
lot of patience and perseverance to tackle the kids and guide him on right
track.
The unconditional love for our children makes us
do the impossible things and Mom is always ready with, “I’M POSSIBLE” knocking
impossibilities down.
Mine journey wasn’t easy. My patience and
experiences of my life too helped me to fare out well managing both my kids…in
spite of heavy turmoil inside, I am able to be cool outside & I don’t have
the habit of cribbing rather I abhor cribbers.
Many people believe that in initial years, the
children should be given immense freedom and after a certain age, start curbing
them. I am against this practice.
You have to do the ground work in initial years
and inculcate good values and show them the differences between right &
wrong.
We all learn from trial and error and parents are
there to identify and rectify their errors.
Children are innocent at heart but smart too and
catch things easily and if they are left to leave on their own terms, then they
will have great difficulty in later life and to keep them disciplined will be
challenging.
Train them with good habits from the initial days
of their childhood.
Managing money is not an easy task and the
children should be educated how to manage efficiently.
I am sharing my very own experiences with my two
kids.
My hubby was lenient towards children and rarely
does he lose temper. He believed in pleasing them by fulfilling their demands.
I was against this and made him understand that he is pampering them and we
will have tough time to handle them in future. Initially, he did not pay much
heed to it but my constant effort changed his thought and he decided to back
out.
I took the reins in my hand and implemented few
rules to follow to show them the VALUE OF MONEY.
We say, MONEY IS NOT EVERYTHING but we all know
HOW IMPORTANT MONEY IS.

  • Never fulfil all demands: The first n foremost
    rule is never fulfil all demands of children else they will not understand its
    value and how tough is to earn a good sum. Side by side, they will learn the
    PRIORITIES OF LIFE.
              
My Experience: I was brought up in joint family where my Mum didn’t had
the power to  tame me and my all demands
were fulfilled.  
               
Consequences: Till today if my demands are turned down, I am hurt at
heart and I don’t put up my genuine demands also fearing it might not be
attended.

  • Buy Essential things: I see around that the people
    who are affluent and have several sources of income, they gift such toys and
    appliances to children which aren’t essential, and rather it’s superfluous.
    Parents are spoiling them. Buy the things which are best for him as per his age
    and requirements. They will learn VALUE OF MONEY AND THINGS.

  • Pocket Money: Fix a specific sum of pocket money
    for the children. Initially, fix a sum for a week and later on spread it for a
    fortnight & month. Ask them to spend for their toys, stationary, snacks and
    cold drinks.
My Experience: When my elder son was in KG and the
younger one in nursery, I fixed a certain amount for a week to spend on ice
creams, cold drinks and snacks. I was amazed to find them saving from that
meager amount and they shared the treat with us, too. I pinpointed to my hubby
who used to readily give in to watch how smart they are in spending their own
money. This habit inculcated in them habit of SAVING & VALUE OF PENNY.

  • NEVER DISCLOSE FAMILY INCOME: If you are on
    affluent side, never disclose income to your children. At tender age, they
    won’t understand the sweat behind the flowing income but will be ready to spend
    extravagantly. Parents too have to check their expense style. If you are
    extravagant in spending then you can’t ask your ward to be thrifty.
REWARD THEM: by buying gifts for them on special
occasions and when they do well in studies or maintain discipline during
vacations etc. Appreciate them & reward them by giving money to buy the
things they love to buy or the parents can gift them that their children love
to have. Even you can gift them a pot of flowers and make them responsible for
watering and taking care. This way VALUE OF CARE will be instilled in your
child.
I shared my experiences of parenting and what I
learnt from my life experiences.
My children are quite spendthrift and they know
the VALUE OF MONEY IN LIFE.
Share your experiences.

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