Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Spirituality - Lessons I learnt

I am a happy, peaceful, full of love, blissful, pure, knowledgeable and powerful soul.

Thoughts create feelings, feelings create attitude, attitude creates perception, perception creates action (words or behavior) Actions which are repeated create sanskars or habits. Package of sanskars or habits forms my personality which in turn shapes my future and is my destiny.

Therefore, I need to change my thoughts. To change my thoughts I need to know how my thoughts are created.


Thoughts are created by :-

i)
Information – 
means taking inside everything including vibrations. This is first thing we fill up in the morning. As is the information so is the thought.

Therefore, for pure thoughts I have to fill pure divine knowledge/information first thing in the morning.

ii)
Past experience/information
I create the same thoughts as I did in the past, when same stimulus comes and the same thoughts are created and I make the past into our present and future.

iii)
My belief system-
What I believe like “Tension is normal” “To get angry is natural” in any situation – this becomes destiny.
Belief has to be changed to “peace is natural” “patience is natural”



(Based on Sister Shivani’s  “Being Divine” episodes on ‘Awakening with Brahmkumaris)

Monday, June 27, 2016

My definition







World defines me by
My Race
My Colour
My Nationality
My Religion
My Caste
My name 
My gender
My roles
My grades
My education
My job 
My salary
My residence
My clothes
My vehicle



I define myself by
My spirit to fight
My smiles
My tears
My struggles
My thoughts
My love for the people
who connect
My will to live against
all odds

When I was a child





When I was a child
My Dad was my love
My Mom was my world
My brother was my doll
My sky was so blue
My air was so pure
My earth was so wide
My trees were so green
My parks were so big
My Sun was so bright
My Moon was so soothing
My friends were so playful
When I was a child
My world was so true.

Tuesday, November 24, 2015

CYCLE OF MY LIFE








Some days I am happy 
and enthusiastic 

The sky is bright and blue
the grass clean and green

Some days I am sad and
not a will to do a thing 
when I feel enough is enough 

I will everything to stop
the pain the struggle 
even the breath to stop

the sky is dark and grey
the grass without its green shine

The days pass not too soon
And as is the cycle of life

I am back to being
Happy and enthusiastic

The sky is bright and blue 
the grass clean and green


Wednesday, October 7, 2015

MY FIRST SCHOOL TRIP


 

My kids have been a part of many school trips and when they returned from their trips they would have lots of stories to tell me. Hearing them I used to always wonder what it would be like if I went on a trip with my school friends.

In 2010, the Internet played a huge role in helping me reconnect with my friends from school. I had entered my school details in one a website called namesdatabase.com. It was through this site that one of my classmates, Arun Saksena, touched base with me. It was a pleasant surprise to find that Arun was working in the same office building and on the same floor. Meeting him after 37 years was a pleasure. He was the one who found out everyone from our class and planned a school reunion in Mar’2010 in Jodhpur. The reunion was a great success. For those who could not travel to Jodhpur, a second reunion was planned and hosted by Sharad Bhansali in Mar’2010 where once again we all had a wonderful time. We all kept in touch and met on and off since then.

Earlier this year, Sharad created a Whatsapp group and completely changed our lives. Now, we all are connected day and night. Our Group Admin, Sharad, floated a brilliant idea for a trip to Ranakpur in the first weekend of Aug’15, but this trip did not materialize due to various reasons. However, Sharad & Jyoti, Arun Saksena & Vandana, Kandy Anand and I met in Delhi for dinner in July, 2015. The idea of the trip was discussed once again and Sharad took upon himself to again try and convince everyone to take part through various hilarious messages on the Whatsapp group. I was the first one to say yes as I was very eager to go on a trip that too with my school friends. Deepak Singh Gehlot & Shyama, Arun Chordia & Anju, Jyoti Prakash & Jyoti, Naranjan & Sanju, Jaswinder & Lati, Harjeet & Gurusharan and Gurucharan and Neetu also agreed to be a part of the trip.

With Sharad at the helm of arranging the trip to Ranakpur, the smaller details were taken care of with help from each of our friends in Jodhpur. Sharad was kind enough to book my tickets and I travelled with Sharad and Jyoti by train to Jodhpur on 21 Aug’15 evening. Even though Arun S could not accompany us on the trip he played a vital role in ensuring that I was a part of the trip by getting my tickets to Jodhpur confirmed. On 22nd Aug’15 at about 5 a.m. Arun Chordia received us warmly at Jodhpur Railway Station. We reached Arun’s home where Anju was waiting for us with breakfast and hot tea. I was lucky enough to have a nap for half an hour or so before getting ready for our journey to Ranakpur by bus. After the delicious breakfast we were driven by Deepak’s friend to Jyoti Prakash’s showroom where the bus was waiting for us.

The enthusiasm with which all of us boarded the bus would have brought many youngsters, especially our kids, to shame. After boarding the bus Sharad, Jyoti and I were welcomed with bouquets by our friends from Jodhpur. The journey started with chanting and Gurucharan sang a beautiful shabad in his melodious voice. Sharad had taken over the charge and managed to keep us entertained throughout the trip. Gurucharan, Sharad, Deepak and Niranjan, with the help of Neetu and Sanju sang beautiful songs and also fulfilled our every‘farmaish’.
 



 
 
At Rohat we had scrumptious and delicious ‘Kachori’ and ‘Mirchi Wada’ along with hot tea—courtesy Harjeet and Arun C.




Back on the road, we had a lot of fun with everyone sharing school anecdotes and stories. The singing was resumed and the merriment continued till we stopped for lunch at a resort on the way.




Following our lunch, we drove for another half an hour to reach our destination—the Maharani Resort. The property is simply amazing with lush green surroundings. The sounds of birds chirping were a welcome change from the urban noise our ears are used to.

After a wonderful nap in our respective rooms, we all assembled near the swimming pool for evening tea and refreshments. We had a good time chatting and sharing our school memories. Some of us shared college memories too.

In the evening at about 6:45 pm we re-assembled in the lawns for the party and dinner. Gurucharan, Neetu, Sharad and Deepak started the show with karaoke songs and entertained us for quite some time. The highlights of the evening were a number of games that Sharad and Jyoti had prepared. Jaswinder and Lati won the first game, a game for couples, with their beautiful answers about each other. In the second game for the evening Sharad and Jyoti asked each one of us to describe our spouses by singing a song. All of us enjoyed this game. Lati cajoled me to sing and thanks to her, I sang a song for the first time in my life. I don’t know how I sang but I enjoyed every bit of it. Sharad had come prepared very well. He had brought a set of photos of celebrities and we had to recognize the personalities by their eyes alone. In the next round of this game we had recognize our school friends by their childhood photos. It was fun to see all our friends when they were young children. Niranjan and Sanju danced on a medley of old Hindi songs sung by Sharad, Gurucharan and Neetu. Soon Deepak and Niranjan began to dance and gradually we all joined both of them.
 
 
A lavish Rajasthani spread was arranged for our dinner. I was fascinated by the thick rotis made on a ‘mitti ka tawa’. They were crispy and delicious. With our stomachs full and hearts overflowing with joy after an exciting day and an even more exciting evening, we called it a day.

I got up next day to a beautiful morning with birds chirping near my room window. I made a short video of the chirping birds. This was my way of bringing back a little piece of Ranakpur with me.


Before heading for breakfast we packed up our bags. We all gathered at the hall and had a fresh, hot and delectable breakfast. Soon after filling up our tummies we began the journey back home. On the way back, we stopped at ‘Haathi Nahar’ and witnessed beautiful falls. Hope these photos do justice to the beauty of the place.


After the brief stopover we went to the famous marble Jain Temple dedicated to the first Tirthankar Adinath at Ranakpur. (Over 1444 marble pillars, carved in exquisite detail, support the temple. The pillars are all differently carved and no two pillars are the same. It is also said that it is impossible to count the pillars. Also all the statues face one or the other statue. There is one beautiful carving made out of a single marble rock where there are 108 heads of snakes and numerous tails. One cannot find the end of the tails. The image faces all four cardinal directions. In the axis of the main entrance, on the western side, is the largest image. - source Wikipedia) The beauty of this temple has to be seen to be believed.


 

Photo credit : Sharad Bhansali

At the Temple Bhojnalaya, which was very clean, we had food which was simple and tasty. I had my favourite Gatte ki sabzi that afternoon.

After lunch we resumed with the journey. A surprise awaited us. Sharad announced that an award function would be conducted in the bus. The first award was given to Niranjan and Sanju for making the best of efforts to join the trip. Both of them had to make a lot of effort to change their earlier scheduled plans. Gurucharan and Neetu were awarded for their fantastic singing. Jaswinder and Lati were given an award for the couples’ game that they had won the night before. I was awarded for the game of Eyesight that I had won. The award ceremony was another chance for us to be enthralled with Sharad’s wit and humor. He was amply supported by Deepak, Niranjan, Arun C and Harjeet.  We were approaching Jodhpur and the trip was coming to an end. Lati spoke on our behalf when she thanked Sharad and Jyoti for all the preparations.



 

I think I write for everyone when I say that these two days were among the best two days of our lives. We all had forgotten our responsibilities, worries, cares, ailments for the time we spent with each other. We all had forgotten that we all were 58-59 years old. Those two days were totally carefree and filled with joy.

 
Photo Credit : Sharmila Gaur (Sanju)
The trip will be cherished by all of us throughout our lives.


Saturday, September 19, 2015

YOU ARE NOT POETRY

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You are not poetry
You are just a word I feel

You are not poetry
You are just an imagination
Which is real

You are not poetry
You are the life I lead

You are not poetry
You are the love I love

You are not poetry
You are just a word I feel


Tuesday, July 14, 2015

BEING A CANCER PATIENT - MY PERSPECTIVE


 

 

Among the many turning points in my life, the most recent and the major turning point was detection of Ovarian Cancer Stage III on 26 February 2011. The major challenge for me was to regain my lost strength—mental and physical as well as emotional.

 
Doctors in Jaipur, where I had gone for treatment, were taking care of restoring my physical strength. I had the responsibility of restoring my mental and physical strength for my children. My son was appearing for his 12th Board Exam and he had to stay back in New Delhi. My daughter also had to stay back in Delhi due to her job though she would come for chemotherapies and surgeries throughout my stay in Jaipur. Both my children were undergoing a lot of trauma and pain because of my condition. The fear of losing their mother was always there and this fear was manifolds as they had lost their father 13 years ago. It was important for me to be mentally and emotionally strong for them.

 
For most of my life I lived in a constant fear of losing whatever I had. However, being diagnosed with cancer changed my perspective totally. I suddenly became fearless. I started enjoying whatever I was left with and took what life had to offer with a big smile.

 
Being in bed for six months in 2011, I had lot of time to think about my life and my kids. As sleep eluded me I became a TV addict. I started watching serials, non-stop, for hours on end. Fortunately, after the initial high the addiction subsided I gradually realized that these serials were not my cup of tea. Rather than watching the unrealistic saga that the k-serials were churning, I decided to watch rom-coms on English and Hindi channels. Apart from watching TV I prayed a lot. My prayers were always a one-point agenda—keep me free from cancer and keep me healthy.

 
I joined office after staying away for six months. A warm welcome by my boss and my colleagues greeted me. I had always enjoyed working and coming to office and now I enjoyed the exercise even more. For as long as I can remember my office was always a refuge for me. It always provided me with the energy that I needed to face life. This time too my office gave me the necessary support I needed to bounce back.

 
In October 2012 the doctors told me that the cancer had relapsed and this time it had spread through out my body. All my prayers seemed to have been in vain. This made me realize that no amount of prayer is going to prevent whatever life has to offer. I have to face whatever comes my way. It is better that I do it smilingly so that my children also learn to face life with a broad smile and roaring laughter.

 
Over the years, I have developed new hobbies like gardening, knitting, embroidery, drawing, art and craft. Writing is a recent venture. I indulge in all these activities to keep my mind occupied so that I don’t find enough time to think about my cancer.

 
One thing I have realized is that enjoying whatever life throws at me, be it chemotherapies or the excruciating pain, makes the journey easy. Being sad or miserable does not relieve the pain and life also seems burdened with hardships. Laughing makes my world beautiful and ensures that people who surround me return my smiles rather than giving me the look of pity or sympathy. So my daughter and I prepare for chemotherapy as if I am going for a picnic. She packs my favourite snacks, her favourite biscuits, enough reading material for her to pass her time and my phone battery is fully charged the night before so that I can Twitter for as long as I wish. I take this enjoying business too far. Or so my daughter says when I tell her that I enjoy the food served at the hospital. My children and I have evolved over the last four years of our cancer journey. We now joke about cancer and laugh so loudly that we have been scolded more than once by the hospital staff and have been warned of maintaining silence.

It is difficult to decipher or explain, but for the past four years I have seen only positive things happening in my life and around me. Suddenly everything is bright and beautiful. Not that there has been an absence of challenges or downfalls. However, when I look back only the good times seem to fill the last four years.

 
One thing more, before I was diagnosed with cancer I was just an insignificant woman struggling to live. No one gave me a second look. Since being tagged as a cancer patient everyone treats me like a hero and I must confess I enjoy every minute of it.