Growing up can be a joyful necessity!

Every time somebody (usually a very formidable adult/relative) says “grow up! How long are you going to act like a kid?” we start fuming mentally giving retaliating “why should I? I will grow up when I want to and why are you forcing me ,etc etc !!!” Well, let me tell you I know all this very clearly because I have gone over these sentences in my mind so many times its hard to keep track of the number. And it was an added advantage/burden that I was almost the youngest in my family. But, there came a day when I wasn’t the youngest anymore and frankly, I didn’t want to be. The small bundles of joy that were actually my niece and nephew brought out this change in me. Seeing them cozily cuddled in my akka and manni’s lap I suddenly wanted to grow up so fast that it wasn’t even remotely possible. I was an aunt..Can you imagine? Me, the always-kid girl was an aunt and wanted to give these very small but special newcomers so many things that I even shocked myself. Everywhere I saw a toy shop I wanted to buy a toy car or a doll for them (not that I earn!) , and in dress shops I lost literally all interest in buying something for me every time I came across a small frock or a tiny trouser. Every day I want to spend with my gorgeous and handsome sweetheart. Till they came into my life, I was in no hurry to enter into the grown up phase of my life (going to a job, earning, etc..) but now? I just can’t wait for that phase to begin because I have some important people to shower gifts on and care for. I want to spoil them rotten as my uncles and aunts did for me and I want them to feel the way I feel about my uncle and aunt. This new part of my family has changed and made me realize that growing up might not be such a bad thing when you have love to share and taking up responsibilities can actually feel good when you care and protect your loved ones. Thank you to my sister and brother for this wonderful gift and for making me want to be an adult.

PS: I am sorry if I sound very emotional or over excited but honestly that’s how I feel nowadays.

Who’s to blame? – is that the question??

It’s going to be 61 long years since we regained the right from British to call India “our country” our home. It was a long battle which lasted almost a century maybe more but we did it. Lately, maybe for the last 10 years there have been a lot of voices pointing many things that are obviously not going right for our nation at the moment. Lack of safety in many areas, lack of employment, corruption everywhere, ignorant and careless government, human rights violation, inflation and what not. But the saddest part is the deed stops right there- after voicing their concerns people expect some magically powerful being to take over and set things right. Is that even possible? After all we live in a real world and not a world of fiction. We blame around 600 people for the above while our country has over 1.2 billion people who if worked well and with a set of principles can turn our nation into a superpower. It’s no use telling we don’t have the infrastructure, the facilities, and the structure for it to happen. How did other countries get there?? Nothing grows into anything without starting from the scratch.  So, I think it is the ideal time for India to undergo a change; in short the country is going to have to grow up and start facing things head on. This is only possible when each one of the 1.2 billion people make an effort , take a step , a stand and feel it’s my home , it’s my duty to set things right . The step might be small but the results might be and I hope will be staggering. Specifically, it is the duties of the country’s younger population to take it upon their head since it’s for them they are going to be improving the standards of their home. It’s very simple -if your house appliance breaks down, do u blame somebody or do you start working to see what can be done and how it can be done? I think I make my point clear now. It’s time to stop casting the blame and it’s time to start asking the right questions.