Try her method and get praised for your culinary skills by your near and dear ones.
You can access the recipe on YouTube.
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Relationships are Fragile, Handle with Care.Been proactive on social media and included in
many groups within social media acquaints me with the issues faced by the
people. Relationship management is not an easy task and it requires patience
and perseverance. We need to remember
that the relationships are like the sacred thread which needs the care to be
handled and maintained. Too much of expectations and alterations might affect
and the thread can be snapped. Once snapped, it is not possible to come back
into original shape, how hard you try. A knot will always be there and it
suffocates the relationship.
रहिमन धागा प्रेम का, मत तोड़ो चटकाय।टूटे से फिर ना जुड़े, जुड़े गांठ परि जाय।।The
Doha of Rahim is apt to understand the essence of a relationship.
If we remember the words of Rahim, we can be true in maintaining long-term
Today, in one of the groups, hot discussion of the day was,“How
to handle Relatives & Friends who sprawl or sit on the sofa with feet up,
Should they be asked to sit properly or ignored?”
I too plunged in the discussion with my own opinion.
I hold the view that the relatives and friends that visit our place are because they nurture love and care for us and we should respect them.
In today’s scenario, people lazily sprawl on sofas while watching TV or time spent with family. When you yourself do the same then you don’t feel the need to be questioned then how come, you feel like asking family members and guests to avoid.
Further, people love to be in the comfort zone and because they feel at home at your place so they tend to get informal on their visit.
It is better to refrain from asking friends and relatives to be formal and not to sit with feet up or lying on the sofa. It will hurt the sentiments. Why be so concerned about the things that are perishable? It is far better to save the relationships because the relationships are delicate and fragile and need lots of care to flourish. The things damaged can be amended or replaced but a relationship cannot.
People don’t remember us through our articles and commodities, we are remembered for our good and bad deeds.
My sincere advice was that overlook these petty things and rise above these materialistic things to maintain the sanctity of our relationships.
Moreover, if your conscience does not allow to accept the informal behavior of the people, who visit you, then there are a few ways that you can adhere to and maintain silence.
Change your habit and keep the rules uniform for the insiders as well as the outsiders
I am a firm believer of Rahim Doha and I support it heartily.
Readers, share in your views. Honest views will be appreciated.
Disclaimer: The post is written solely on my experience with the open discussions in various forums. I don’t hold any grudge against someone nor I want to offend someone. I believe in healthy open discussions and I don’t get offended, rather I believe that the open interaction helps us to know many new things to learn and improve.
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country, attaining puberty is a matter to hush and is wrapped in covers, just
like sanitary napkins delivered in opaque packs or newspapers.
before, there were many myths and taboos attached to periods (monthly cycle in fertile girls or women). It was
considered impure and there was a long list of BIG NO’s that the girls and the women of the family had to follow
in a large family with three generations staying under the same roof, sharing
the common kitchen. Each generation had their own set of rules and formulas and
the kith and the kin had to follow silently. Raising a voice was next to
impossible even in wildest dreams and questioning elders were out of the
years of childhood and early teens, I could not understand why the weird rules
were followed by my immediate siblings, aunts, mother and other young females
of the family.
rules were uniform for all young woman though the dates differ. One thing I
could make out that it lasted for 5 days for a single person.
bedding was allotted and no one else shared the bed with her on her special 5
days in a month.
poor soul could not enter the kitchen zone, neither she was allowed to cook or
take food for herself.
allowed to touch pickles. It was believed that they will rot if touched.
allowed to wash her hair. It was believed that she will catch a cold or her
flow will be affected.
permitted to perform any religious rites or enter into the area of worship.
day, all her clothes, beddings and washable belongings were separately washed
and she had to wash her hair to be allowed to roam freely throughout the
premises. It was believed that she was clean after the 5th day of periods.
separation was noticed by all the male fraternity of the house as well as the outsiders.
It appeared as if she was an outcast and in exile.
rules weird, unhealthy and humiliating for the people who had attained puberty
and thereafter until She was fertile.
rebellious raised voice against such practice. I wasn’t a rebel but on watching
these atrocities against women fraternity, emotions stirred. I could not raise
voice to my other two generations in the hierarchy but the immediate hierarchy,
My Mom had to face my tantrums.
started later than my siblings and friends of near my age and women of the
house were planning to take me to the lady doctor. I was 15 plus and well
understood all the things related to periods and ovulation.
condition to my Mom that I would not see the doctor if these weird practices
are not abolished from the house. Further, if my ovulation starts, I won’t
disclose to anybody because I find these practices humiliating and
that my periods were delayed just because of watching these tantrums…it was my
pace of emotional blackmail to evade emotional
granny had a discussion under the covers and they disclosed that the day, I am
blessed, they will stop these malpractices (It’s
my way of saying to taboos practiced).
words and I did not have to visit the doctor for the investigations and I was
blessed within a quarter of discussion. It declared that I was fertile and
practiced taboos vanished except for two weird rules that still existed. My
prayers were heard by them and so I too had to hear and accept two rules, which
did not prove to be a hurdle in my life.
Pickles – It did not bother me because I am not fond of pickles, so it hardly
Puja Zone or Temples – I believed in God and could not strive courage to break
the barrier, being God fearing. Still, I don’t enter Puja zone.
practices were non-existent and it gave freedom to all women of the family and
even my Mom and Aunt were benefitted. All congratulated me for the courage
shown and the lives of all women fraternity improved, it was women liberation.
period and it added glow on their faces and they thanked me profusely for the
puberty for a Man and a Woman should be celebrated as a moment of pride. It
proves scientifically that they are fit, healthy and fertile.
various platforms have started to create awareness about ovulation and periods.
Now no more, it is considered a subject to be kept under covers or discussed in
a hushed tone. It is a natural process and adequate hygiene should be
maintained. Various departments are working towards it and are arranging
sanitary kiosks at public places for the women fraternity.
practice exists in many regions and families and the women suffer. People need
to understand that it a moment of Pride and nothing to be ashamed of.
awareness programs are required to educate the bizarre and rural population
and the movie Pad Man proved to be useful to promote period awareness.
These are my views in the field of parenting. Do share your views and leave a comment.