A PAIR OF GOLD STILETTOS TAUGHT ME THE BEST LESSON

             We live in a Society where we are judged for our Colour, Height, and Weight from the day we were born. Trying to fit in the so called social mould, we quite often force ourselves to be who we are not and subconsciously we regret it every minute.

             With a Height of 5feet 2inches, of course I am tagged THE SHORT GIRL (which I am). And all my friends are taller than me, obviously. Being the shortest of my gang, am treated as their perfect Arm rest and teased for not being able to reach few almirahs (still going on) but am loved and pampered the most.

                Irrespective of all this, I always choose to wear flat sandals. They are comfortable and I am free to walk without any fear. I never liked the concept of wearing high heels. I was afraid that I might stumble and fall flat on my face. And I can’t hurt my pride by making a fool out of myself in front of others. This was the story for 20years until 15days back.

                        While Browsing through Online shopping apps, I saw
A PAIR OF GOLD STILETTOS and was totally bewitched by them. It’s not my thing to wear heels, but I couldn’t let my eyes off them so I ordered them without a second thought.

They Say “DO NOT FOLLOW THE WHIMS OF YOUR HEART
                    OR WHATEVER YOUR EYES SEE”

                   The STILETTOS arrived and it was my turn to wear them. Finally I wore them for a party with my friends. Before that, for 2 days I made sure to apply Vaseline all over the inner sole of the heels so that it won’t be a harsh experience. Little did I know, the story was yet to begin. With that Gold glittery look, people loved MY STILETTOS. I was proud I made the right choice. The real problem was walking in them. I was afraid, but can’t let that fear show on my face. So with a bright smile on my face (which masked the hidden fear and pain) I took my first step. It was the most painful step I remember. All my 5 toes were struggling to fit in the narrow space of the Fingers strap. My ankle had to bear all the weight of my body (50kgs) on that heel (poor thing, sorry). To top the pain, the pointed heel was giving pressure on the foot. Whoa…what a hell of experience.
                Yet I had no choice but to walk in them. I still had the option to change into my flat sandals, but I chose not to. MATTER OF PRIDE. Well, it was a struggle to stand straight for the first half an hour. But slowly I got used to them and I started feeling comfortable in them. 2 hours later, I was totally in love with them that I danced wearing those STILETTOS and IGNORED THE PAIN and LITTLE SCARS. After coming home, once I removed them I felt so free and relieved But Looking at them and thinking about the whole experience I LEARNT a LESSON of my LIFETIME.

                   Isn’t this experience similar to our Relationships as well? There will be a lot of people around us. People who love us, adore us, hate us, ignore us and are totally indifferent to our existence itself. Out of all of them, we Fall for a Person Whom we like for N number of reasons which we ourselves are not aware of.                   Slowly we try to get close to them, make them notice our feelings, make them feel so special as if they are the Only Good ones existing in the whole Universe and find excuses to be with them. And the EFFORTS WE PUT TO BE A PART OF THEIR LIFE can literally make us feel pathetic sometimes. Of course they will notice us, they will see every little thing we are doing for them, they enjoy the LORDSHIP they get from us and They behave as if They Do not understand what is going on
(I wonder if they laugh on our stupidity when they think of us).
                Irrespective of their Cold Behaviour towards us, The I DO NOT CARE ABOUT YOU attitude they throw on our face we still chose not leave them. We still keep that blinking little hope in the corner of our heart alive with a false hope  that may be one day they will realize our true love and will come to us. We keep on waiting like Idiots.
               And the Worst Thing is Even they know that WE WILL WAIT FOR THEM, that we cannot walk away from them. So just in case not to lose one of their hardcore Admirers, once in a while They throw a Lovey Dovey msg in our chat box and Hail we read it with a Broad smile on our Face and Sparkle in our eyes as if we won The WAR OVER ALIENS.  Aren’t we really stupid to celebrate even a single msg once in a while for them?

                    They keep playing this Fun game with our feelings and enjoy it. And By this time, we too get used to all this but we keep quite.
WE BEAR THE PAIN OF HEART BREAK,
WE HIDE THOSE ABOUT TO BURST TEARS UNDER A BEAUTIFUL FAKE SMILE,
WE START ACTING VERY STRONG FOR THE WORLD IN THE DAY,
BUT REALITY STINGS OUR HEART AT NIGHT…
WHEN ALL THE MEMORIES KEEP FLASHING LIKE A SLOW MOTION VIDEO
THEN WE HIDE OURSELVES UNDER THE BLANKET AND WEEP SILENTLY.
                  The next day we wake up as if nothing happened last night and like the same stupid we are, we check our phone for a msg from them. Their name doesn’t pop up and with a hard sigh we just go ahead with their memories and start our day.
               WE LEARNT TO LIVE WITH THE PAIN,
               WE ADJUST OURSELVES TO THEIR MOOD SWINGS,
               WE KNOW THEY ARE TOYING US but still WE WAIT FOR THEM.
Because WE ARE COMFORTABLE WITH THAT PAIN NOW.
Because IT CAN’T HURT MORE THAN WHAT WE ARE GOING THROUGH.
Because that PERSON IS NOT AN OPTION FOR US.
THEY ARE THE CHOICE WE MADE FOR OURUSELVES.
THEIR MEMORIES ARE THE MOST CHERISHED TREASURE FOR US.
                         For our heart is not ready to accept the reality that, this relation leaves nothing but a HEART ACHE which our mind already accepted and is trying to stop us. But we DO NOT LISTEN. WE ALREADY LOST OUR SENSE.

 WE LOVE TO LIVE WITH THE PAIN and
WE WILL CONTINUE TO DO SO.

In this whole MELODRAMA, WE FORGET OUR WORTH.
WE FORGET THAT WE ARE PRECIOUS TO SOMEONE ELSE.
WE FORGET THAT WE MEAN THE WORLD TO SOMEONE.
           And most importantly, WE LOSE OURSELVES

P.S:- Penning down this story, like a Stupid as always I checked my phone.
        And guess what, the story continues as said above.

                               

The Strongest Hearts Beat With Most Painful Scars

Tired of trying
Its hurting and paining..
The cut is deeper The wound is severe
The Pain is hard to deal with
The Heart is cracked into pieces within
How long is not the question.......How many times is the question !!! 👈

I do not want to get up anymore
I do not want the wound to heal anymore
I do not want the Bleeding to Stop anymore
I do not want the Scar to Fade anymore.
I just want to leave it the way it is...because
Once I fix myself by pulling every ounce of little strength left in the corners of my Heart
Once I tell myself that Its ok now You can Live your life
Once I gather the confidence to come and face the Crowd all Alone by myself.. 💪

Suddenly out of nowhere Comes Someone.. 💕
Plays with my Emotions as if they are Their fav Toys
Walks all over my Heart as if it is their Playground leaving their Foot Print Behind
Uses my Love to their Advantage and Ignore My Feelings as if they are Invisible
And yet again crushes me down to pieces by Walking away after I no longer serve their Need. 💓

Is someones life that easy to be taken granted for?
Will others emotions never count?
Is it always about How to Use ppl to our advantage?
Can it ever Be "Let us Respect their Love and Emotions too"? 🙍

LOVE IS THE HARDEST EMOTION I ALWAYS EXPERIENCED.
The Painful Memory that my heart bears everyday.
When it takes 2 people to create a Memory.. Then why is that Only One of them has to remember those memories,protect them , nourish them and live with them.
Even if i want to delete you and your memories you left behind, It is impossible as I have to delete myself too.
Wish technology develops to a stage where we can delete ppl with just a button in heart.
If losing my Memory is the only way to Forget you , then I wish God blessed me with that Beautiful Boon.
For living in a world of Nil Memory sounds pretty happy than to live in pain with your memories.  😫

It is pretty stupid to trust people and let them gain access to my heart.
But even I am human. To trust ppl is my weakness. To give love is all that I know.
Even you are Human. To use ppls emotions is all that you know.
Neither you will change nor will I.
This SAGA continues....... 😭😇😊

Its time to Stand Up For myself and Walk Alone....
For the Journey is Mine and I have to reach my Destination.
I have decided to Move on in My journey without You And Do not Search for me where you left me.
You shall never Find me there and Never the same .
💘

705 SURVIVORS OF TITANIC - WHO SAVED THEM ?

                    TITANIC - The movie that left me with a deep pain for months and the main reason was THE DEATH OF JACK. Not just mine, Jack falling into the Ice cold water leaving Rose behind moves many hearts till date. Girls of 90's still remember and love LEONARDO DI CAPRIO as JACK.

              I was so smitten with this TITANIC story that every little detail about this fascinated me. I personally feel that The Choir who kept playing "Nearer my God to thee" till the last second of their Death were the unsung heroes. 

               Unfortunately the mighty TITANIC SANK WITHOUT A TRACE. Of the 2,224 passengers and crew aboard, more than 1,500 died and Only 705 were saved. But Do You Know There was a chance to Save more people on that Fateful day if only The Other Two passing Ships Responded in Time. May be our very own Jack would have been saved too. Not just Jack, many lives would have been saved.

And Here is the Story about who saved those 705 SURVIVORS and HOW.
  There were three ships which were nearby when the Titanic sunk.
 
                             One of them was known as the Sampson.

 It was 7 miles away from the Titanic and they saw the white flares signaling danger, but because the crew had been hunting seals illegally and didn't want to be caught, they turned and went the opposite direction away from the Titanic. This ship represents us and people like us if we are so busy looking inward at our own sin and lives that we can't recognize when someone else is in need.

                                  The next ship was the Californian.

 This ship was only 14 miles away from the Titanic, but they were surrounded by ice fields and the captain looked out and saw the white flares, but because the conditions weren't favorable and it was dark, he decided to go back to bed and wait until morning. The crew tried to convince themselves that nothing was happening. This ship represents those of us who say I can't do anything now. The conditions aren't right for it and so we wait until conditions are perfect before going out.

                               The last ship was the RMS Carpathia.

 This ship was actually headed in a southern direction 58 miles away from the Titanic when they heard the distress cries over the radio. The captain of this ship knelt down, prayed to God for direction and then turned the ship around and went full steam ahead through the ice fields. This was the ship that saved the 705 survivors of the Titanic.

When the captain looked back at the ice fields they had come through, he said Someone else hands must have been at the helm of this ship! This ship represents those who would pray to God for direction and then go without hesitation.

And  Do you Know WHAT happened to the CREW of RMS CARPATHIA?

The crew of RMS Carpathia were awarded medals by the survivors. Crew members were awarded bronze medals, 
Officers silver, and 
Captain Rostron a silver cup and a gold medal given by Margaret Brown.
Rostron was knighted by King George V, was later a guest of President Taft at the White House, where he was presented with a Congressional Gold Medal, the highest honour the United States Congress could confer upon him.

               Amazing Fruits of Honour they Received. Didn't they? And they all deserved that honour for saving others lives. Well all of that was possible because The Captain of the Ship Rostron knelt, prayed and submitted himself and his entire Crew to Gods will. 
                Yes, there will be such tough moments in our lives too. Where we have to pass through rough weathers and tough situations. Sometimes for us, Sometimes for our family and Sometimes for others too we might have to swim through storms and thunders. Do not be afraid. All we have to do is,
"KNEEL DOWN, CLOSE YOUR EYES, OPEN YOUR HEART
 PRAY TO GOD."
      Whatever answer your Soul Receives, Let your Heart accept it completely.
Submit yourself to Lords will. For then He will Guide you, Guard you and Protect you. You are His Creation and He loves You.
Once you Complete your Journey, Your Fruits of Honour will always be Ready. And They will be much more precious than you expect and Deserve.
            Life whispers in your soul and speaks to your heart. We need to take time to listen and to these whispers and take heed.

A Broken Friendship & A Lost Friend

                               After a very long thought She gathered up the courage to call Him. Its been many years since the last time they spoke. Yet today is important that she kept her self-respect aside and called him. Strangely she didn't even have his mobile number in her Contacts list. But once she thought about him it was matter of seconds before his number flashed in her mind.
                          " MEMORIES ARE STRONG " she sighed. She wondered if he still had her number.Preoccupied with so many thoughts she dialed his number. He picked up after 2 rings. The conversation was however quick, short and sharp.

HE :- "Hello ! " 
SHE :- "Hi ! How are you? "
HE:- "Who are you?"
SHE:- "Heard your mother expired yesterday."
HE :- "TRUE. But who are you?"
SHE :- Sunny, this is Ishita.
HE :- WRONG NUMBER .

                Within Seconds The Line Went Dead So Did Their Years of Friendship.
                Years back She took the Number One spot in His Speed Dial list & now he called it  WRONG NUMBER.

                    

             She poured herself a Hot cup of Coffee and Memories of their journey started a slide show.

                        They met through their mutual friends, became colleagues, then friends, turned out as Best Friends. Their relation was something that everyone around envied. The rapport they shared, the affection they had, the love that bloomed, the promises they made, the memories they built and the time they spent. Every little moment was special for them. Their relation became even more strong when they became part of each others family. Everyone else called them LOVERS but they knew they were BEST FRIENDS.
                      One day when His Mother suddenly fell sick and was admitted in ICU, he called her. Leaving her work and taking day off, She ran to the hospital to be by his side. That's when Ishita met Sunny's family. His father, his Sister were standing outside ICU while Sunny was talking to Doctors. At such times all that A person needs is a Shoulder to lean on, A hug of comfort and A hand to hold. She went to him and took his hand in hers. That very moment he held her hand with a very tight grip. She stood there next to him until he finished talking to the Doctors. After things cooled down, His Father and Sister went home on his insistence while they both stayed. She brought 2 cups of coffee and her heart sank when she saw him sitting on the floor outside ICU with almost no expressions on his face. Sitting next to him She placed her hands on his shoulder. The very next moment he grabbed her hand, hugged her and cried in silence. She never saw a man cry so much that her shoulders were drenched with his tears. Few minutes later , he calmed down.
                           He took her hands in his and said, " My mother is my world. I can't take it if something happens to her. I felt very weak and helpless before you came. The moment you held my hand I felt strong enough to stand because I had you to lean on. Promise me Ishita, Promise me that no matter wherever we are, no matter if we are together or not, Just promise me that you will be with me whenever something happens to my Mother. Promise me that you will still hold my hand and give me your shoulder to lean on. You are My strength in Times of Crisis. Promise Me." he spoke with shivering voice. She immediately said, "Yes, I promise. If not me then who else will be with you.?" She stayed with their family for the next one month and looked after his mother. And that is how she became a part of their family. Life was pretty picture from then on. His mother recovered quickly and their bond strengthened.  Everything was sailing smooth until She got a New Job in another Company. Interactions and Outings with Sunny became less because of Time constraints. That is where all the trouble started brewing.
                          Sunny became insecure , possessive , aggressive and started suspecting her. They fought almost everyday because of this and at one point She couldnot take it anymore. Even after trying to mend things, it did not turn out well. Neither of them knew when and How their friendship ended but Both of them suffered in Silence.
                        LOSING A FRIEND HITS YOU HARD IN THE HEART. Years passed on and None of them cared to call the other. May be Ego, May be Self-Respect , May be they moved on or May be they want the other one to call first. This went on for a good 6 years Until the day she got a call from one of their Mutual friends who said that Sunny's mother passed away that day. And then memories came back crawling in fast motion. Along with the memories they built, She remembered the Promises they made. 

                        Without a Second thought, she picked up her phone to call him. But wait, she doesn't have his number. As she closed her eyes with despair, his number started flashing in her mind. Yes, That is how relations are. You can Delete their number and erase their pics, but when you want to remember them they come out in fraction of seconds as if they were always there for you. She dialed his number and then the conversation that she will remember her entire life happened.The moment he said "WRONG NUMBER" the ground under her feet trembled. Slowly she shut down the memory box and came to her senses. Life goes on She whispered to herself.
    Making Promises in Good times is One thing But Keeping them in Bad times is what matters. 
The main Problem in relations is We all Take people for granted. We believe there is always a Next time. We think we live forever. We want People to wait as long as we won't get our Anger out of our hearts.
                       But Wait, WILL PEOPLE LAST THAT LONG???
EVERYTIME YOU MEET SOMEONE MIGHT BE YOUR LAST TIME WITH THEM.
EVERYTIME YOU TALK TO SOMEONE MIGHT BE THE LAST TIME YOU HEAR THEM.
              Then why can't we make best of every moment ? In the Long run of life, many people will walk in and walk out. But if you lose the real ones to your anger and Pride, no matter who else is there with you, you are nothing more than a Living Corpse. Every relation deserves a Second chance But Be careful because not everyone gives you a second chance. 

            DO NOT LET RELATIONS DIE UNTIL & UNLESS ONE OF YOU DIE .
                              
    

My PRECIOUS RING FINGER

Life is Strange and Our World is definitely Round. 
Few things happen as if they were meant to happen. 
We meet those people whose face we don't want to remember in nightmares either.
That particular day seemed as if every Frame was Pre-designed.
Unexpectedly Met my friend Shanti on my way back from Office and we went to a nearby Restaurant.
We settled in our seats and opened the lid of our Memories Box.

         Just then I heard A Guy sitting behind our Table say
                 "You are my One and Only".
Pretty simple line but it stopped my thoughts right there.
The line was very familiar and so was the voice. I tried to ignore what I heard and the same time I saw Shanti a bit perplexed.Sometimes sixth sense works faster than Common Sense. I couldn't stop myself from turning back to see the Guy. 
And Yes we have Sixth sense for a reason. 

              Looking at him made my heart stop for a minute. With a Rose in one hand and a girls hand in another he was saying some sweet and cheeky lines to her. But the one line he often said was "You are my One and Only." Clearly the girl was swept off her feet. After 2 years I saw Sandesh.

              Slowly past started unwinding in front of me. Shanti , Sandesh and I went to the same college. Sandesh was Tall and handsome with dark looks and Intense features. Moreover he was there for any one who needed help and this made him Ladies favorite. We became very good friends.

              One day he asked me out for lunch.Our first date happened and I was totally floored that very day. 
He said " Don't you think its time for you to acknowledge my feelings. I am girls favorite and you are my favorite. There will always be numerous stars in the sky But only One Moon. You are that Moon for me and I don't want to let you go. Bright up my Sky with your love."
             YOU ARE MY ONE AND ONLY. I LOVE YOU.
              3 years of Love life and there was not even a single day when he ignored me or cornered me. He asked me not to tell our friends about our relation and I too had no interest in declaring our relationship as it was a private matter. This continued for 3 years and as he promised he never let me down nor did he hurt me once. He always made me feel special, he loved me in a way no one else did. 
Suddenly this love story and My heart too received an awesome crack one day.
                                                  I was passing through the Seminar hall and heard someone say YOU ARE MY ONE AND ONLY. The voice sounded very familiar so did the line. Crossing my fingers and secretly wishing that guy to be someone else I looked through the window. There with a rose in his hands and the girls hands in another stood my Man of 3 years Sandesh. Tears filled my eyes and I couldn't see the girl. Barely managed to walk away from there but very soon I received a call from him. For one last time I wanted to listen to his sweet words and see his super cool personality for which I fell head over heels in love with him.  Strangely I did not want to confront him. I heard many girls gossiping that Sandesh went out with few of them. Totally blind in love that I only laughed at those gossips. Now do I really have the right to question him?
When We met he went on his knees, pulled out an awesome ring from his pocket and popped out the question that I was eagerly waiting to hear from him since 2 years.
 "Will you marry me?"
Shanti tapped on my shoulder and I  came back to Present. She was talking about her life, career and love. And out of nowhere A powerful Explosive Blew on my Face.
"I broke up with Sandesh 2 months back," she said. "What ?" I almost screamed.
He proposed me 2 years back in college.In the Seminar Hall which was our regular love spot.
                YOU ARE MY ONE AND ONLY he promised but later I found out that he is just a player with a Gentleman Image which he created for himself. He is not the kind person we all witness. He uses Sympathy to make girls fall for him. He has a Ring for every girl he goes out with. Once she accepts and they make out, slowly he uses his family as an excuse to distance himself from commitment. I had a live in relation with him and found all this only after I was totally Used and Discarded. No regrets though.
Every word that she spoke hit me like a Missile. Lots of questions confused me that moment.
I somehow managed to finish the dinner and we came out quietly.
That night I took out my old dairy and opened the page where I wrote on the day of my break up.
"You Broke my Heart in a way that No other Guy can Fix it
You Broke my Trust and I can no longer Trust a true Gentleman
I might forget you one day ; I might forgive you one day
But I can never fall in Love any day. "

Closing the diary I looked at my Ring finger. 
It looked Pretty and Beautiful without any Ring or String attached to it.
A smile escaped my lips and I am glad that the day he went on his knees for me
I SHOWED HIM THE MIDDLE FINGER instead of MY PRECIOUS RING FINGER.
And What more I am more than Happy to be SINGLE .

Her Kiss breathed Life into his Soul

                                                       

                                                     

                                                       As she went on her knees and proposed him, he couldn't react for a minute. The very next moment he said "YES" picked her up. She kept the ring to his finger and kissed him on his forehead. That was the best proposal I ever witnessed and I found myself wiping my tears. This is the most common proposal for most of us the only difference is the girl went on her knees. But trust me, by the time you finish reading this real life story you too will wipe your tears.
                                                     
                                                      Sanjay, I met this guy through my friend Vidya. He is tall,handsome and behaves like a true gentleman. The first impression he leaves on others is very strong that you can't stop respecting him. That day being Vidya's birthday we went out to celebrate. Two things were clear for anyone who was watching them. Vidya is head over heels in love with him and Sanjay did not like people touching him. Even when she was about to give him cake, he took a step back and maintained distance. It was quite surprising. Though she felt sad, she managed a smile on her face all that time. As a matter of fact, he did not allow anyone to touch him that's what I felt. When we were about to leave a bike came so rashly. She was very close to the bike. Instead of pulling her back, he jumped and stood in front of her and was hit by the bike. Though it was a small scratch he got, the whole incident looked very weird and odd to me.
                                                 
                                                      In these days where Physical intimacy and show off is the bread and butter of people in love, this Sanjay stood out from that crowd. Later that night Vidya said , " He has a very caring heart and loving personality. He never does or says anything that hurts me. He is the prince charming every girl could ever dream of. But I don't know the reason why he never even allows me to walk hand in hand with him. Not just me, he doesn't like even his best friends patting him on the shoulder. This is something that is troubling me. Though he did not propose me still, will he ever accept me if I propose? " After listening this I was sure that one day this girl might get hurt because of her love. Days were passing by and Sanjay became a very good friend of mine. One day I got a call from him when I was about to leave for work. His voice was a bit shaky. He asked me if I could meet him for an hour. I had to choose between my work and a friend in need. So I took late permission and went to meet him.
                                                After few minutes of silence he started speaking " I know Vidya loves me and wants to build her future with me. But I cannot allow that to happen. You are her close friend so please convince her to back off before she gets hurt. I cant give you reasons for this. You alone can do this because you are best at understanding someones pain.Can you do this for me?" These words came so smoothly from him that I was confused for a moment if he was asking me a favour or doing her a favour.
                                                I said ,"Unless you tell me the exact reason for your behaviour and this meeting I cannot help you. There is something bothering you for a very long time. And I guess this is the right time to let it out if you think Iam the right person to hear.May be I can be of help then".
                                              He continued," OK. You are not someone who judges a person blindly. So I am telling you the real reason. My Father died because of HIV". I looked at him and he continued without raising his head. " He died when I was 5 years old. Relatives and neighbours did not even attend his funeral. In school, children did not like to sit next to me.They did not allow me to play with them.Though I tried to go near them and play they ran from there. At home neighbours stopped talking to us. All the time I could see my mother crying. As a kid I couldn't understand what was the reason for this sudden change in my life.For me what I needed was kids to play with and study with.But no one came near me. Two months later my mother committed suicide and died. I was left all alone by myself. That's when my school principal took me under his wings.He got admission for me in a boarding school and he looked after my needs and everything. He was The only man who hugged me after my parents died. I longed for that touch,a kiss, a hug from people. But they shut their doors on me. So I shut my heart from them.For them I am just the son of parents who died of HIV.All I ever wanted was to grow up fast and show them that I am more than that.The wounds and scars from that incident never left me.I give love to others unconditionally but I cant let someone near me. The hug my principal gave me was the last touch I ever felt.After he died I became orphan again. Though I managed to settle well now,still the fact is my parents died of HIV.I cant take it if Vidya leaves me after learning about the truth. Is this reason enough for you to convince her to move on " ??
                                              I sat there at loss of words looking at him. His eyes became red and my heart weighed heavy.I saw his hands trembling and without a second thought I took his hands and held them.He did not take them back nor did he try to.Tears kept rolling from his eyes and that was the first time ever I saw a man cry. Trust me it was heart melting to witness a guy cry.Unlike the saying "NEVER TRUST A MAN WHO CRIES" I always thought Men have the right to cry too. Few minutes later he pulled himself together and smiled. May be the so far rough heart got a crack, may be the tears melted his years pain,may be the person who gave love all this while is the person who actually needed it. After half an hour or so we left from there. My mind was full of questions and all i could think was how cruel the society can be. The next day I gathered my guts together to speak to Vidya. She listened to every word i spoke. She broke into tears and she sat there in her room all night alone without talking to anyone. The following day she came to me and said "Call Sanjay and ask him to meet us in the evening.You are coming with me and don't ask anymore questions". There was no harshness when she spoke. It was a determined voice and I wondered what she was going to do.
                                               When we met in the evening few minutes of silence prevailed between us. Though I did not understand what I was doing there I couldn't initiate the conversation. Then the missiles started firing from Vidyas words. She turned to me and said "You are the witness to what I am saying and what I am  about to do." I nodded and she looked at Sanjay.
                                             "So you are the Son of parents who died of HIV. This fact doesn't change a bit even after you die.Does that mean you have to die with that tag. I might get a man with better parental background but I want no one except you.Instead of looking yourself as what others called you hold my hand and walk with me.As days pass by you will be see yourself as a loving husband and adoring father to our kids.In the long run we may fight,argue and even come to a point where we break up. I am ready for everything. But do not let this past injury of yours be the reason for the end of our yet to begin love journey.Let we be the sole reason for our happiness,arguments,fights,makeup and breakup."
                                            Saying so she went down on her knees,took out a ring and said the best words I ever heard " Sanjay I promise that I shall hold your heart till the end and will never leave you alone.I love you no matter who's son you are. WILL YOU MARRY ME?"
                                           He couldn't react for a minute. The very next moment he said "YES"  and picked her up.She kept the ring to his finger and kissed him on his forehead. As I wiped my tears they came to me and hugged with much happiness. Last year they walked down the aisle hand in hand and got married.

                         AND THAT IS HOW HE GOT HIS FIRST KISS AND TRUE LOVE

Daddy or Mummy ... Whom Do you love the most ???

Whom Do you love the most.... Mummy or Daddy ?
Ever faced this question as a child ?
Ever asked any child the same question ?

"A lot of times" will be our answer. And we also know the world famous reply children give to this world  famous question. Boy says he loves his mother and Girl says she loves her father. 

Once try to remember your answer that you gave as a kid. 
Now I am asking you the same question. 
"Whom do you love the most .. Mummy or Daddy? "  Keep your answer on hold.
Before you give your answer , wait until you read the story below.

Few days back I went to my cousin Rupa's house. She has a daughter aged 3years, Chandana. Rupa's husband works in Dubai. He visits them once in a year and spends one month with his family. As it was Christmas he came home and there were relatives too. All the day Rupa was busy attending to Chandanas needs. 

As all kids do, Chandu (chandanas pet name) was giving her mother tough time. She was throwing milk here and there, spilling food, pouring water everywhere,tearing new papers. In simple words, chandu made the total house a mess in less than an hour. Rupa cleaned all that without complaining nor shouting at the kid. I was surprised at the patience level a mother can have. May be only a mother can have. We all had our breakfast but Rupa still was busy with her kid that she did not even bother about her own self.
We all sat down to talk while chandu was playing with the new toys her dad bought for her.

Suddenly one of the relatives asked Chandu "Whom do you love the most .. Mummy or Daddy? "
Chandu looked at her, gave a big smile and shouted " I love my Daddy". Saying so she ran into her fathers arms and he kissed her with pride.
At that same moment, I turned to see Rupa and I saw a clear disappointment on her face. All the glow that she had on her face till now seemed to fade away.

So I walked to her and sat next to her. The words she spoke next made me think.
" It was not an easy ride for me after marriage. When we came to know that I am pregnant, he asked me to quit my job and stay at home. I gave up my dream job because I thought my kid comes first and then my dreams. The 9 months of pregnancy period was lot more tiring. My total health got disturbed. Still i put up with all that because for me my child mattered the most. Then on the delivery table I almost died. But when I woke up and saw the baby I forgot all the pain I went through. From then on till now, I never thought about myself. My day starts with Chandu and ends with her. In the past 3 years, my husband spent just 5 months with us. It was me who looked after every little detail that is related to my child.  
But do you realise how lucky her father is? He gets all her love. See even now she said she loves her father. What about me ? Don't I deserve to get that love? Anyway this is what happens to every mother. Now I realise how much it must have hurt my mother whenever I said I love my father the most. Tables have turned now."

Just then Chandu came to us. With a smile on her face my cousin said,"I will change her diaper and come." That very moment I realised a lot.

Why do we ask kids this stupid question? 
Why should we ask them to choose between their parents who gave them life?
Why are we telling them that mother and father are not one?
Who gave us the right to create a difference in their tender minds ?
Why don't we realise that mother and father are equally important for a child?
Why should it always be Daddy vs Mummy ? 
Why can't it be Daddy and Mummy?
The truth is both mother and father strive hard in their own ways to give their children the best of the world. So why choose one of them when both of them together gave birth to you ???

Before the conversation I had with Rupa, even I was the girl who never let a chance go out of hand to tell the world that I love my Dad the most. How foolish I was. It pinched me when I thought what my mother must have felt all these 30 years. The next thing I did was to call my mother and say "Ma, I love you".

Now that you read the story,  remember your answer you gave as a kid.
What will be your answer now ???