Would you like you?

I saw this one one of my various social media platforms. This is a question someone posed – would you like yourself if you met you for the first time? This got me thinking – what is the face we project to the world? Is it one which makes the other person want to continue to speak to you, to want to know more about you? Or is it one which makes the opposite person run far away from us?

If I met myself, I probably would not like me at first glance. I am an introvert and so do not mix well with people immediately. Add to the book, physical or digital, that’s always in my hands and my resting bitch face makes me look arrogant and proud at first glance. I know that its off putting to some people, and so this is something I need to work on in 2017. 

What about you? What does your first impression tell other people? Would you like yourself if you met you? I’d love to hear in the comments section 

When you were born….

These words were inspired during BB’s thread ceremony when realisation suddenly hit me that both BB & GG are all grown up and almost adults.

When you were born….

When you were born, you fit in the crook of my hands;

Today, I need to look up to meet your glance.

When you were born you needed me for everything;

Today, you are young adults, finding your own way in everything.

When you were born, I was your entire world;

Today, you are finding your own way in the world.

When you were born, I waited eagerly for you to take your first steps;

Today, I am both excited and sad that soon you will mark your footsteps in the world.

When you were born, you were my babies;

Today, you are still my babies, to love and to cherish.

Rainbows

The rain fell hard, beating down on a well-trodden path,

Puddles abounded in the garden as if they’ve taken a bath.

The trees glistened with water, the sun a light amber,

Suddenly over the horizon, the world breaks into a smile….

An upside down smile, if you must, but a smile all the while,

Violet, Indigo, Blue, Green, Yellow, Orange and rounded up with Red.

You stop and stare at this beautiful spectacle;

Mother Nature at her finest, puts any painting to shame.

Reminds to stop and take in the beauty of her game,

The perfect pause to a day filled with stress and full of blame

The rainbow also tells of being that special pause in someone’s life

That which makes them smile in the midst of their life’s strife

Be that rainbow and bring a smile, brighten up someone’s life….

 

 

What’s Happening to the World?

The past few days have been very disappointing and depressing for me as a woman, as a feminist, as a mother, as someone who is a minority in my country and most importantly as a human being.

Like many others across the world, I was following the US elections and was hoping and praying that the glass ceiling will finally be shattered in that country. But like many others, our hopes were instead shattered that day and millions of women, minorities, and others were left devastated and crying.

As a woman it makes me wonder why a country which has taken the lead on the world stage can’t come off the patriarchy it seems to be in and vote for the person most qualified for and most competent for the position? Instead, they (and by they, I am not only referring to the white male, but also to the 53% white female who voted for patriarchy) voted for someone who not only showed absolute disdain and contempt for women and minorities, but who also ran a campaign on a racist, sexist, misogynistic and xenophobic tone. How could this person be so much better than the woman who opposed him? I am not saying she was perfect, she did have her faults, but how was he better than her? I still can’t get my head around that one!

What’s more frightening to me as a mother of impressionable teens is that how they will now perceive the world around them. I’ve always been telling BB that she can be anything and anyone she wants to be, even the Prime Minister of her country, but suddenly now, I am not too sure. As a female of a minority race, does she even have the same chances and options as a male of the majority race? This election is making me rethink what to tell her now. Maybe our country will be enlightened enough a couple of decades later to elect a minority female prime minister, but do I have the conviction to tell her that now? Can I continue to tell her to work hard, do her best, be nice to people and she will get the results she is hoping for? Or is this all a big fat lie we parents tell our girls?

And then there’s BB. I have always believed that mothers of young boys have a greater job in ensuring that their young boys grow up to be men of integrity and character, that when they grow up, the teachings they learn from their parents and especially their mothers should be the foundation which they base their interactions with the women in their lives – be it wives, daughters, friends, colleagues and every woman they meet in their day-to-day lives. They should be polite men who believe internally that the women in their lives are equal in every respect to a man. But this election has blown that out of the water. That a man, who denigrated women at all times, who was caught doing this so many times, has become the most powerful man in today’s world is nothing but catastrophic for parents who want to teach their boys how not to behave as opposed to how to behave. Now when you teach boys good behavior, it’s going to come to pinch you in your back when they see the reality around them. What they see around them tells them that their parents are wrong. You do get rewarded for bad behavior and the reward is nothing else but becoming the most powerful man in the world! I have no words….

It’s going to take me some more time to get my head around the new reality of our world today and I think I need more time to process it further. I also need to think about how I am going to continue to teach my children how they need to navigate this new reality. This post is the reaction if my feelings from the past few days and is actually a very early morning (4:30 am to be precise) post where I had to write down my thoughts and feelings.

I’d love anyone who reads this to react and comment. Maybe I get a better understanding of the situation and also some tips on how to navigate it.

Happy Diwali

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The house is clean and sparkling
The lamps are ready to be lit and company charming
The doorway is adorned with beautiful patterns
The house is all lit up with flickering lanterns

Wake up early to throng the temples
Give thanks to the Lord with plates of offerings
It’s time to visit family and friends
Time to treat them to yummy goodies and presents

It’s time to break out the new clothes
Pretty as a picture, you preen and pose
The dazzling array of colours all around you
Portends happiness anew

But in all these moments of happiness and joy
Give a thought to those who are in sadness and misery
Make time for them, give them a reason to smile
Because that’s what makes life good and worthwhile

Diwali is the festival of light and happiness
That’s what makes it so auspicious
Celebrating with friends, relatives and family
Here’s wishing you all a very HAPPY DIWALI!