A Piece of Advice

It’s funny how some advises stick to your mind. You learn to follow them unconsciously after a certain period. One advice I remember came from a very different source – the tag line of an advertisement. My friends and I had an argument of how to interpret the meaning. It is in Hindi but it loosely translates as such

There is victory ahead of fear.

I always interpreted this as “Only if you overcome your fear, you can achieve your goals”. This advice has always helped me when I have been nervous or afraid. I am not a very good orator and I remember saying this over and over in my mind just before I was forced to speak in front of a huge crowd in school. I sweating buckets just before I went on the stage, repeating these words in my mind. As it turned out, I had done decent job on my speech. My teacher even gave me a thumbs up after I had finished. I haven’t been as afraid of public speaking since then and have always repeated the same words in my mind every time I am challenged with an onerous task. It has always calmed me down a lot and helped me wade through difficult situations.

This post is in response to Daily Post Discover Challenge- A Piece of Advice


On sisterly love

I recently went out to meet a friend. She has two kids, a girl about the age of 2 and a boy about 6 months. After a quick round of “hello”‘s and “how are you?”‘s, we went to see the kids. Soon we started playing with the kids, which of course, included the affectionate pinch of the kids cheeks.

It seemed like a typical weekend out with my friends and their kids having fun. Well it was until the girl started to scream. We all tried to calm her down unsuccessfully. We didn’t realize what was wrong as none of us had actually done anything to scare or hurt the little girl. She did calm down once we put the kids down in their beds and left the room. But we all did wonder what we had done for the little girl to react so strongly. She immediately calmed down as soon as we put her little brother down next to her.

A few days later, we went back to our friends place. We soon realized that the little girl was not happy seeing us. As soon as she spied us through the door, she ran away to the other room where her brother was asleep. A few minutes later she came back and started playing normally. Her mother told us that she had started to behave as such, when visitors came by their house.

We then went to meet the little boy and started playing. When his sister realized that we were no longer in the drawing-room and had gone out to the garden with her brother, she ran toward us.

The little girl glared at us and commanded “Don’t pinch cheek”.

It was so adorable that we couldn’t help but laugh. It was only after we had calmed down, did we realize that the boy didn’t entirely like us pinching his cheeks and was uncomfortable with it. The little girl had noticed this when their mother had been so oblivious to this trivial fact.

Brother and Sister.
Photo Courtesy : Pixabay

It made me realize the girl’s love for her brother was so natural and pure. She loved this little boy who didn’t know how to walk, talk or even play with her. She cared for him so much that his discomfort had made her cry. She had become so protective that she had tried to hide him in his bed, where she taught he would be safe and happy.

Such small acts of love often leave us breathless and make us wonder where this natural instinct to protect and love comes from. It certainly was a very insightful day for me as I went home remembering about my own little brother and those little things he had done for me and the other way around.

Why I started this Blog?

This is a difficult question to answer. I am not a very outspoken girl and I take time to make friends. Even then it takes me some time to be able to speak freely. I have also always wanted to improve my writing skills and thought of keeping a diary. But a diary is something that is very personal and something that should not be shared with others. My friends then gave me the idea of starting a blog and how they had found good friends and like minded people here. That’s when I decided to start one. I started this blog to tell my journey and about things that matter the most to me. About experiences that have made a difference and would help others do the same. I hope to write and meet new people here. I tried my hand at posting regularly and had to drop off in between because of many reasons. I have made up mind to start this journey off again and lets hope this time I will be able blog regularly. And maybe by this time next year I would have enough posts of my own and have met a lot of the awesome people out there 🙂



In India, tea (or chai) is an integral part for a short break during work or in general when people meet.  I have always associated tea as a way people use to connect with one another. You can call it the power of tea, people generally talk a lot here while having tea. Over today’s tea break at work, I noticed that most humans tend to form an informal circle when a group of people meet for relaxed gossip session.

This is my picture for connect, an informal circle.

An informal circle of friends.



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Little Bird’s song

Have you ever woken up to the quite chirping of the birds outside and not because of your alarm. Here’s a song for those days when I used to wake up and watch the sun rise up in the sky. The bird’s song was my alarm then…

Bird flying away

You used to sit by my window sill
And sing that happy song
With your gentle voice
You used to tell me
“Wake up little girl”
The sun is high
Its time for another bright day
Your song used fill my heart with joy
Oh little bird,
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This is my pic for the topic Solitude.

Lone boat in the sea

This picture shows a lone fishing boat coming back ashore after a long day of fishing out in the open sea. You can see the beautiful colors of the sky as the sun sets at last, signaling the fishermen of the coming night.

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Bliss – Garden

I was wondering what to put in for this assignment until I decided to go to my usual garden seat at the end of the day. This small seat is a very special place for me. And today it was even more beautiful with the flowers in full bloom.

The garden seat.

This is the small garden seat that I usually spend some time at night after a long day at work. The flowers never fail to take the stress off my mind.

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