Tuesday, 6 June 2017

Birthday Gift!

Here...wear it. My 15 year old daughter's eyes lit up like a Diwali lamp after taking her Hanuman ring in her hands. She have been saying papa I am scared in the nights from past 20 days. I ordered this ring, customized to have lord Hanuman in Diamond so that it glows in the dark. I took her in my arms and said "Sweety, this is lord Hanuman he gives you lot of power, he helps you fight with monsters and you can sleep happily" 

Her eyes filled with confidence, she kissed me on cheek and said Thank you papa. So, would you be able to sleep alone in the room or you want me and mamma to be here?

My darling daughter bravely looked in to my eyes and said I have Hanuman support, I am brave now.
I smiled and let her sleep on the bed. Soon she went in to deep sleep. I retired to my room along with my wife.

The next morning she woke up and said I did not get any bad dream and danced. Feeling happy I started my day to work.

I didn't want her to think Lord Hanuman does everything. So I planned to explain her how brave Hanuman was and how he needed little push to know his strength and how he helped Lord Rama in all possible ways. 

That night I started telling her stories about Hanuman and she listened every part of it carefully. I told her God will help us if we first do our duty. I gave her moral strength to be brave and Hanuman is to help her. She nodded and didn't say a word.

I know my daughter she would be brave. The next day she woke up and said Papa I had bad dream and got up in middle of the night. I looked around and got scared a little but I remembered your words and thought I would be brave and prayed to Lord Hanuman. I was not afraid of dark anymore. I slept happily after that.

Wow...great sweety...you are awesome..I patted her back. She looked at her mother and happily hugged her.

While growing up she had man problems, she solved few on her own and she got few in to my notice which she wanted advise.

She was around 27 years when she bought this issue to my notice. Papa I need your advice she said with her eyes full of tears. I can not see her crying!

Don't cry... are my first words after seeing her. She wiped her tears and started explaining her situation

You know, how thick friends me and Sarah are, I nodded accepting the fact. Well, she fought with me and said she would never talk to me again.

I was surprised and asked why Sarah said so. We are having many ego clashes lately. I am annoyed by the way how she is reacting to certain things. She lets out her anger on me. I am not able to handle her now a days, my daughter complained non stop about her friend.

I saw my 15 year old little girl again. Did you ask her why she is angry lately? I asked my daughter. She said "Yes papa but she is not saying anything, she just keeps quiet or shouts at me, I am not sure what has gone wrong with us"

I said "Sweety, see somethings take time, may be she is not comfortable saying it to anyone now, may be she thinks you are one person she can scold and still can have in her life because you are her best friend."

My daughter seems to be surprised, It's true papa I never thought about this situation in this angle.

I said "to get a great relationship we should have endless patience, ocean of love and selfless care"

She seemed to have agreed with it and said she would take care of her friend. I gladly smiled.

Turned out her friend Sarah was having family problems and was hesitating to ask help from Sweety.

My daughter stood by her friend like a rock and they both solved everything together, I was so proud of her.

Days passed by sooner, my darling daughter is now married have two kids. Me and my wife are all alone at home.

She keeps writing letters every now and then, though they are old fashioned we kind of like it. 

I am eagerly waiting for the letter from sweety. It is my birthday today:)

I opened mail box and saw a green envelope already waiting for me.

Dear Dad,

I was wondering if we could find anything 100% pure in this world. I checked every object I have known but everything has an impurity of some sort. 

It occurred to me that objects are lifeless for a reason. Only thing that is 100% or say 10000% pure is love and especially Dad's love.

I knew I caused pain and irritated you n number of times but I never saw you reacting to it in a bad way. I never even saw you angry at me.

How could you not be angry for my faults, I know I would have even screamed at you madly. I know I even betrayed your trust. I take this moment to say sorry for any pain I have caused you.

I wish I could be 10% as good parent as you are.

I wish I could achieve peace in life as much as you have.

I still remember the words you told me 

I will strive to have endless patience, I would try to show ocean of love, I would care selflessly.

I wish I could grow up like you.

You are my super hero, You would remain the same forever.

Love,
Sweety.


I have tears in my eyes...the ones with happiness and my chest popped up few inches with pride reading the letter. This is the best birthday gift I ever received!





Thursday, 23 March 2017

Addiciton!

What will be first thing that strikes when you think of word addiction?

I know lot of us think about cigarettes, Alcohol or drugs.

There are few more dangerous addictions in the world. 

If you are a teetotaler you might proudly say I don't have any addiction.

I guess we all have addictions...few are good, like love;)

Few screw our lives. I am speaking about something which is spreading widely and rapidly through out world. Something which is becoming a part of our life in a bad way.

By now  you know what I am speaking about. Yes, it is Facebook, whats app, other social media messengers and last but not least Netflix.

We all start with just one episode, just one hour of chatting, just one hour of scrolling

By the time we realize the precious time would be gone. End of the early morning( at around 3 A.M...that would be sleeping time for lots of people) we would think sh*t I will never waste my time again and repeat the same thing from next day and that's when we know we are addicted.

Sadly we don't have any rehab for this but luckily it is all in our head and we can take control of our actions just say by uninstalling apps for a few days and see the beauty of life.

Once you know what we are missing in our life...I am sure we can reduce usage of anything to minimal.

I am not against technology...I am proud of inventions, there are many positive sides to this. But anything in excess is a hazard.

Irony of this post is I got to promote it through Facebook:):)

Happy reading!

Yours
Harika Bojanala
Go Green...Save trees:)



Tuesday, 7 March 2017

The happy post

"I am writing a happy post today" is what I thought. After an hour of brainstorming, I thought, who am I kidding, no women's life is pure happiness.

We struggle, we work hard and we earn anything putting our maximum selves, that's how we know the value of things. Nothing comes easy for us.

There are so many things which gets noticed only after we stop doing things. Being a women is like working 24*7 with out hikes and promotions. Though we get a promotion in the form of a child that makes us do 48 hours of work in 24 hours, but we happily do it because we respect relationships and we love people.

Here is to women, who does daily chores with out a word of appreciation from loved ones. Here is to women who wake up at 5 in the morning, prepare break fast, lunch, get kids ready to school, checks if husband had his lunch box packed and finally get's ready for her office. Here is to women who comes tired from work but does not rest a second to take care of her family. You deserve lot more than you get from this world. YOU ARE AWESOME.

I know there comes a time, when we think what are we doing and for whom are we making our bodies go through hell but what keeps us sane is we have people that love us.

It is freaking cold outside. Even with the jacket we might freeze to death, Don't go out side. That is how our conscience will respond if we are in Himalayan region but not for bunch of girls who would fill a pool with bucket(yes true) in the deathly colder time. They were not doing it as part of any ice bucket challenge nor for fun. They were doing it to represent our country for ice hockey. They were preparing rink of their own with the help of nature. The pool would get frozen through the night so they can practice hockey during the day. What gave you that dedication girls?
You go girls, win us a cup.

Their passion, dedication and team effort never ceases to surprise me. They are true inspiration. Read about Indian women Ice hockey team and their struggle here.

http://www.indiatimes.com/news/here-is-the-story-india-s-women-ice-hockey-team-their-struggle-for-survival-and-hopes-for-support-271974.html

Thanks to people who contributed for them. Our Women are  finally representing for IIHF Challenge Cup of Asia. I wish them all the very best.

I am ashamed to read number of rape incidents happening around world. How could they do it? I pray to God, there has to be a law to hang the people immediately and make their death so horrible that even the thought should scare them.

At least from this day, I hope women can finally walk safely whatever time or day it is.

Happy women's day:):)

Yours
Harika Bojanala
Go Green...Save Trees





Tuesday, 31 January 2017

Part 9: Life is full of surprises

I finished the little story I developed and was excited about Richard's response. I woke up early and headed to college little earlier than usual time. I was waiting for Richard to show up at his usual time, to my surprise he was there early too.

I tried to give him the printed copies of the story but Richard insisted on me reading every line by myself. His facial expressions and eyes somehow told me he was keen on story. When I read last word of it he looked at me and did not say anything.

That look assured me I was worth something. Later I asked him if he liked it. Richard said "kid, for a beginner that's wonderful but you still need to get hold on so much stuff"

I was little disappointed but accepted his truthfulness. I somehow feel connected to this old man. We went out in the lawn, Since the classes started by the time I completed my narration I decided to skip college for today and was seeking advice from old man.

Richard spoke a lot about his personal life.

Kid, I have always wanted to be a writer. There used to be ocean of thoughts pouring in me and something used to push me to write. When I sit down to write I was lack of words that made me feel worth less, I felt I was not up for it. There was always a battle going on with myself. Years passed by and I did not write even a single thing.

It was like, my words and thoughts never matched. How much ever I achieved in my life, this dream of mine killed me because I was not doing justice to it. I find same passion in you. I am telling you never give up.

Richard narrated me the story which was troubling him through out his life which gave me goose bumps.  Am I even worth writing this? that was the first question popped up to me when he completed projecting his thoughts.

He smiled. I know kid, you would be feeling the same way I felt, it runs in our blood. Put your heart and soul in it, make it your life and you will definitely succeed.

Those words inspired me like hell, an old man still fighting to put his thoughts in to words and desperately waiting for the world to read it and he chose me as an medium for it, that's when I decided I would do it.

I said, Richard, you would be proud by the time I complete it. He nodded and smiled happily. He left the place bidding bye.

I got a call form my father very next day and It was an awesome news. My sister's getting engaged.
I rushed home in the next available train. I hugged my sister as soon as I got home and teased her for a while. She could not stop blushing.

Soon there would be function in home we started cleaning up the house. Old golden memories popped up, my article collection, marbles I was saving, coins, key chains and a bunch of school memories just refreshed my day.

"Aloki enough cleaning your room, come here and help me in dad's room" ordered my mom. I made my room crystal clean and ran in to my dad's room. We were cleaning Dad's cupboard, I saw something, I rubbed my eyes twice and its still the same. I fell down and passed out.

I see some one sprinkling water on me, I slowly got up and realized it was my mom. My mom was shaking me trying to bring me back to life, I stammered "that....Richard...how"

My mom asked me to take deep breaths. After I calmed me she asked me what's the matter. I asked her why is Richard's photo in dad's cupboard? She was surprised. How would you know Richard?

I was still in shock, on the photo it was written  Richard Birth:1850 Death: 1900. Was Richard dead? how could I see him?

I tried to gather answers from my mom first instead of scaring her. I said nothing mom, I just did not have breakfast in the morning properly, I might have fainted. My mom was relieved. She asked me how I knew his name and I pointed at the photograph which had name on it.

Richard was your Dad's grandfather. This photo might have been stored by your grandfather. He died when your dad was young I believe. You can ask your dad if you want more details.

Though I nodded to her I could not stop thinking of it. Did I speak to a person who was invisible to everyone all these days?

I was waiting for dad to come home soon. I hear his activa making noise outside. I went straight to him with the photograph and asked "dad, tell me everything about great grandfather" he was surprised. He said Richard was great man Aloki, my father used to speak high about him. unfortunately I could not spend much time with him, he passed away when I was young.

I saluted to the old man for his zest and started to bring him back to life through words.

I began writing the story which was untold from 217 years.

THE DEAD TREE.



Go Green...Save Trees:)
Harika Bojanala