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Theme Reveal 2019 #AtoZChallenge

I have been staying away from my blog for quite some time and it has been months since I have come back to it. A lot has happened in between and both my life and my blog seems to have updated themselves (quite literally).

What brings me back is my love for writing and the flow of thoughts which I have been trying to keep inside me but it only found its way out of my heart again and chose its own course through writing. With Blogchatter AtoZChallenge, I am trying to be more regular on my blog.

I am always curious about relationships. I find them very complex and mysterious. We form them through our heart but they need a lot of sweat, blood and brains to make them successful and work for a long run.

This year with the Blogchatter AtoZChallenge, I am going to write stories based on emotions and relationships which is going to be the theme of my writings for this month.

The theme for the AtoZChallenge this year is going to be – the complexities of emotions and relationships .

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This April, get ready to read stories love, joys, laughter, tears and all the emotions that make or break the relationships.

Stay tuned!

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मायके की रातें

याद आती है वो मायके की रातें,

वो बहन से रातों में ढेरों बतियाना,

बीमारी में माँ का रात भर जागना,

पापा की वो कहानियाँ , माँ की वो लोरियां,

अँधेरे में डरना और माँ के साथ लिपट कर सोना,

बहन के साथ का रिश्ता सुहाना,

ढेरों गाने और हँसना हँसाना,  

परीक्षाओं का तो किस्सा पुराना,

बहन, माँ और पापा का वो साथ

जैसे रात ना हो, बस हो कोई दिन,

अब सब कुछ  बेबस सा लगता है,

रात भी पराई सी नज़र आती है,

थक चूर के बस गुज़र ही जाती है.

Social Responsibilty

People Defecating in the Open – A Bitter Sight and a Bigger Cause #CauseAChatter



Going to regular shopping in the local central markets a common routine for everybody. But what happens when you park your car in the parking lot of the market, wearing your best shoes and best clothes, open the door of the car and step out. “Eeks!” You just stepped on somebody’s poop. Feeling disgusted, you rub your shoes against the footpath, cursing, you move on. Who did that? Why was it there? It’s not something we need to bother. Blame the government agencies, MCD, Central Government, and State Government and so on. 

As a mother, it bothers me. When we are going somewhere and my kids spot some man urinating in public or poor children defecating in the open, they question me. 

“Why are they doing that in the open?” they ask. 

My answer, “they are poor and illiterate.”

“But why don’t they do it in the toilet.” They continue. 

“Because they are poor and don’t have a house and no toilets,” I answer them.

“What about hand wash?” the curious minds continue. 

“Well! They don’t wash their hands.” I try to give them a suitable reply once again. 

“Mom, you tell us that if we don’t wash our hands, we will fall sick. Don’t they fall sick?” the curiosity continues. 

“Of course! They fall sick due to lack of hygiene and sanitation facilities.” I try to satisfy their curiosity. 

As an individual, we try to give clothes, food, books and other utility items to help the poor and the needy but what about providing sanitation facilities?

Small steps lead to big change 

Before blaming others, we should take the responsibility ourselves.

We distribute sweets and chocolates on the birthdays of our children, likewise, we can also distribute hygiene products like soaps or sanitizer to poor kids. 

Giving soaps and shampoos to the maids and community helpers of our neighbourhood. 

Spreading awareness about hygiene and sanitation. 

Educating the poor like the maids, the community helpers and sweepers about the use of public toilets and teaching them the importance of washing hands. 

Organising cleaning drives on a regular basis where we go out and take the initiative to clean our neighbourhood. 

The Sulabh Model of Toilets

The Toilet Museum of Delhi is one of the very interesting places in the city. The museum not only exhibits various models of toilets but provides a solution to one of the biggest problems of our country – Sanitation.

Image courtesy : sulabhtoiletmuseum.org

The Sulabh model of toilets is perhaps the simplest and the most cost-effective way of dealing with the problem of sanitation in our country. 

Some of the advantages of Sulabh flush composting toilets are:

1.    Hygienically and technically right

2.    Socially acceptable

3.    Affordable and easy to build with available material. 

4.    Eliminates mosquitoes, flies and insect breeding. 

5.    Free from health hazards and does not cause pollution

6.    Easy to maintain, simple and cost-effective

7.    Needs less space and less water

8.    Converts the waste into biogas, rich fertilisers, soil conditioner, manure and clean and reusable water. 

9.    Can be easily constructed in the premises of the house, terrace or for the public needs

10.    Can be easily connected to sewers.

Image courtesy : sulabhinternational.org

When I visited the Toilet Museum, the cleanliness of the area amazed me and to think that there is a human waste treatment plant. There was no odour, the biogas is to light the bulbs and cook food, the manure and fertilisers are used for the plants and the clean and reusable water for watering the plants. The best part – no pollution anywhere of any kind. 

Encouraging the Sulabh Model of Toilets and the waste treatment plants like these can go a long way in dealing with the problem of poverty and sanitation in our country. 


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Crime or No Crime #FridayFictioneer

Jatin Marwah, the young owner of Residency Hotel, was found dead in his office, leaving behind his entire fortune for Shimona, his charming wife. Cardiac arrest, that’s what the doctors declared. He was known to be an alcoholic.

Standing beside the round table and looking at the array of towering glasses and the tea cups in the hotel lobby, Shimona looked captivating in her white embroidered Kurta salwar. There was a faint bewitching smile on her pink lips, “When marital rape and adultery are not crimes, then choosing a path of freedom isn’t too,” she said to herself.

Linking up the story with Rochelle Wisoff as part of  #FridayFictioneer.

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Painting the Canvas of Life

Her canvas had lost its colours after the death of her mother due to cancer.
He was a wanderer, a nature photographer.
The love for colours brought the two closer.
He had lost his love due to cancer too.
“Losing love in life doesn’t mean losing hope too,” he said. Taking out a ring from his pocket and sliding it in her hand, he said, “I want you to fill colours in my life.”
“Me too,” she said.
Together they coloured not only their lives but also the life of his girlfriend’s autistic child whom they adopted with all the love and care, and called her Neelima, after her mother.