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  Who made the Maids Who made the maids? certainly, God has  😍 I an avid reader of Indian mythology came across the various roles of maids, which were performed by them without their consent. Initially, when any princess was married to another state prince or crowned kings, they were usually accompanied by their personal maids from their maternal house. Since they had either grown up with them or they (the maids) were their nannies. It was easy for them to adjust to their new abode as they were surrounded by familiar faces. Our mythology has many interesting tales of maids who were used to reproduce for the rulers. Vidur, the uncle of Pandu and Kauravs, was born out of wedlock from the maid Parishrami, as Rishi Vyas was invited by the mother of the king of Hastinapur to produce an heir of Hastinapur. The firstborn of Dhritarashtra was Yuyutsu from the maid Sauvali, as Gandhari failed to produce a child in 2 years of marriage. We have many shreds of evidence of maids in our hi...

Unpublished Diary page-3 Of a Home-maker....... Every day we find at least one meme reminding us that we are from the era of near to extinct landline phones, puffed sleeves, bell bottoms, life sans internet, and also the time of disco beats .......how much we deny it but the truth is our offsprings evoke us to the world of reality as they think that we won’t be able to understand their life and challenges since for them we are precise, two generations old.  ‘Yeh ikkisvin Sadi Ke bachhe jo thehre ’ .....look at the audacity, in a moment they deny our existence in their lives.  The other day my son told me that I want to meet my girlfriend ...what should I do? ......can I ask her to come home or I have to go outside and meet her .....what a solid jolt I received?.... I knew it’s time to change myself or else had to retire from normal life and adopt  Sanya as ..... I remembered my time when my classmate had to tolerate my father's insult and anger when he came to drop some n...

Unpublished Diary page-2 of a Home-maker... “Did u both packed your bags?...taken your lunch box? ...tied your laces?...finish your glass of milk fast.....go downstairs and sit in the car ...I’ll be there in a minute”.......blah blah blah....these were some of the routine instructions which if prerecorded can be played every day in the morning without fail to add more chaos in my already chaotic house....And you guessed right...I was the one to be blamed ... 😁 ...my body was tuned to play in the certain regimen for 5 days a week ....screaming to the highest pitch..... I sometimes use to be so exhausted that, hastily use to dump my boys to their respective  pathshalas .  “Maa where have you parked the car the previous evening ....it’s not seen here...pls come fast ..we are getting late”...kids were shouting from the ground floor in a sarcastic tone as if I have committed some unpardonable crime.......today I was on the extra duty of a driver to drop them to school as previous ...

             Unpublished Diary page-1 of a Home-maker... It seems a lifetime as I entered into the 26th year of my marital bliss. Now I can conveniently say  Sasural  and  maayeka  are equally shared as I stepped into my 51st year of life in this heaven called earth. Cooking was never my strong point...I realized this once I was into this connubial felicity in the very first week. Did a couple of courses while I was still a bachelor, in non-conventional cooking and impressed my neighbors residing near my maika house. Baking, ice-cream making, and sambhar dosa chutney were some of the dishes that can be counted on fingertips ....but I could very well boast to others that I can now don the hat of a chef...don’t laugh!!! 😛  ....I was about to get married but still, if somebody asks ‘dal pehchano’...... goosebumps ho Jaat the 😂😂 . But the ordeal didn’t end here  😉 .....the first day of the second week of my marriage...I wa...

Stars do speak  “Dear moon, you are the only one which causes hindrance in my view ...eventually have to suffer eclipse...I have warned you time and again ...... better stay away from being near me or else be burnt to death by my aura.”  This is just a    concocted version of my filmy dialogue very well suited to describe how large Sun’s supremacy is well accepted ...believe it or not...The universe has an overabundance of galaxies of stars and also many more minor planets rotating around them like Bollywood stars having their personal fan club. But only meteors changed their loyalty and later succumbed to its fancy. Pun intended no offense pls 😉 . We do believe in Astronomy.......as it is supported by our physicists...but sadly many don’t believe in  astrology . It has repeatedly proved its validity but has to go through  agnipariksha  since ancient times ...as if predictions only go wrong in  Vedic   Jyotish .  We have sufficient exam...

एक किताब अनछुई सी!!!!  उफ् !!! एक किताब अनछुई सी मेरे ज़हन में उतर गयी  पन्ने दर पन्ने पलटती हर सफे पर प्यार का हर  निशां टटोलती  तुम से हम को जोड़ती । एक किताब अनछुई सी मेरे ज़हन में उतर गयी  लाख कोशिशों के बाद  पढ़ लिया था एक सांस में  चार अक्षर फिसल गये आंख नम हो गयी  । एक किताब अनछुई सी मेरे ज़हन में उतर गयी  हर सुबह   थी   नयी नया अध्याय खोलती  सफैद स्याही से  रंगे पन्ने की तह में डूबती । एक किताब अनछुई सी मेरे ज़हन में उतर गयी मुस्तैद आज ,कल में नयी कहानियां ढ़ूंढता  हँसते मुस्कुराते पात्र  नये  मुखौटे ओढ़ते । एक किताब अनछुई सी मेरे ज़हन में उतर गयी  लाल रंग में रम गयी  धनी चुनर ओढ़ कर  वसंत खिल गया जो  तुमसे मुझको जोड़कर  एक किताब अनछुई सी मेरे ज़हन में उतर गयी ढूंढ रही हूँ आज भी  मृगमरीचिका सी बन कर  कस्तूरी है छिपी कहाँ  बन बन भटक रही ... एक किताब अनछुई सी मेरे ज़हन में उतर गयी  हर सांझ तुमपर ही  न्योछावर हो गयी माथे की शिकन घुल गयी  जब ...

Sip Me If You Can Sip me if u can  From your glass of whiskey  Wish to drain all bitterness  And just give enough glee !!!! Sip me if u can  From your surroundings  Wish to absorb all negativity  And inside out make u calm !!!!! Sip me if u can  From your glass of beer  Less is more.I know for sure  Wish to love u till eternity !!! Sip me if u can  From your eyes  Wish to make u dream  For lively and lovely life ahead .!!! Sip me if u can  From the embers of your desire Ignite the fire. In your soul  For all who love u pure !!! Sip me if u can  From your clock  Which is Ticking away and  Every second counts...Don't let it go !!! Sip me if you can  From every precious moment  Well spent ... Remembering each other  And Make our days ahead ...To pour. A glass is full of passion ..with every sip you go !!!! Sip me if you can  From your music  With every beat ...I swea...

Wings Who cares? Do I fly or not? My wings were there but I never thought of using them for ages. I chopped them on my own to shreds just to make a perfect nest and reached a state of despondency, but is it possible for a bird to protect her nest from evil eyes without wings? still, a debatable statement fluttering in my silly small mindset. Fast forward to the time machine, I reached the state of numbness where nothing else matters and hardly much to lose, specifically needing apt justification of the famous proverb, “It’s never too late”. Gathered my courage with my mutilated self-esteem and confidence which was crushed and devastated due to towering self-imposed personalities. Yup !!!! winner in me again erupted like a sleeping volcano. So here I am thankful to much-criticized social media arms and ammunitions for providing me wings. Rusted wings were ignored by my fear of losing some inanimate objects, actually which I never possessed. The nomad in me now realizes Wings of mental s...