Saturday, May 23, 2015

Somewhere


Somewhere Sir Edwin Arnold Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours for one lone soul, another lonely soul - Each chasing each through all the weary hours, And meeting strangely at one sudden goal; Then blend they - like green leaves with golden flowers, Into one beautiful and perfect whole - And life's long night is ended, and the way Lies open onward to eternal day.

Be Happy. God Bless.

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Praying for Ice Cream

                                         
Last week I took my children to a restaurant. My six-year-old son asked if he could say grace. As we bowed our heads he said, "God is good. God is great. Thank you for the food, and I would even thank you more if mom gets us ice cream for dessert. And Liberty and justice for all! Amen."
Along with the laughter from the other customers nearby, I heard a woman remark, "That's what's wrong with this country. Kids today don't even know how to pray. Asking God for ice-cream! Why, I never! "Hearing this, my son burst into tears and asked me, "Did I do it wrong? Is God mad at me?"... As I held him and assured him that he had done a terrific job and God was certainly not mad at him, an elderly gentleman approached the table. He winked at my son and said, "I happen to know that God thought that was a great prayer." "Really?" my son asked.
 "Cross my heart." Said the old man!
 Then in a theatrical whisper he added (indicating the woman whose remark had started this whole thing), "Too bad she never asks God for ice cream. A little ice cream is good for the soul sometimes.".
 Naturally, I bought my kids ice cream at the end of the meal. My son stared at his for a moment and then did something I will remember the rest of my life. He picked up his sundae and without a word walked over and placed it in front of the woman. With a big smile he told her, "Here, this is for you. Ice cream is good for the soul sometimes, and my soul is good already."

Be Happy. God Bless.

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

My First Expert.. My Mother Kept A Garden


image courtesy :www.huffingtonpost.com My Mother Kept A Garden - Author Unknown My Mother kept a garden, a garden of the heart, She planted all the good things that gave my life it's start. She turned me to the sunshine and encouraged me to dream, Fostering and nurturing the seeds of self-esteem... And when the winds and rain came, she protected me enough- But not too much because she knew I'd need to stand up strong and tough. Her constant good example always taught me right from wrong- Markers for my pathway that will last a lifetime long. I am my Mother's garden. I am her legacy- And I hope today she feels the love reflected back from me

My Mother is not only my first expert but she is my first institution. There are many little moments which are shinning in my memory when I am writing this article where my Mom helped me to boost my self esteem. Sharing today one of my favorite and most memorable memory. Years back few guest arrived our place and Mom was busy attending them and asked me to look after the milk boiling on cook top. May be she want to prepare some sweet traditional Indian dessert. I was in my early teens and not have too much knowledge about cooking. There was a few pieces of lemon my Mom kept aside to use in another recipe. Out of my over enthusiasm I thought I will surprise Mom with new type of lemon milk and squeeze the lemon on the milk. OMG... OMG the milk started to curdled. I panicked call Mom immediately and accepted the blunder that I had done. Bit upset but she didn't scold me, just in soft voice said next time when you experiment just let me know may be we both can create magic. I was about to start a long cry but she stopped me and told don’t waste time instead ask your Dad to attend the guest and you stand here and help me. She strain the mixture and let it sit. While my Dad attended the guests she prepared some savory snacks with some vegetable and that curdled milk which turned into cottage cheese and with other half she added some castor sugar, rose essence and make soft sweet cheese ball. Decorate it with rose petals and chopped pistachio. I am stunned in about 30 minutes time she was ready with savory and sweet snacks with perfect garnish to serve the guest. With a bright smile we both enter the room, my Mom also told the guests that how I helped to make the dish. They all appreciated my effort. Deep down I am filled with not only love for my Mom but with respect. Later on after all the guests left our house, happy I hugged my Mom and say thank you and asked that why she didn't scold me for such a huge mistake.
She gave me the lesson of life time...she said in soft sweet voice which I still remember ... my dear  girl …not always things will go the way we want…..but if we loose temper , scream and worry it will not change the situation to good but make it more worse….rather we should find out ways how to make worst the best…how to bring out beautiful out of the mess and it can only happen when we try to solve the problem in silence..and add love to all…..at the end what count is happiness for self and for others…see how beautifully we both made the guests happy.
 Today I am a known food and motivational blogger sharing recipes,wisdom and good thoughts with the world. My first expert, my beloved Mom is my base till now, each day teaching me such wisdom with tenderness. Each day I am growing brighter, my Mom is my sunshine who light every day of mine. May you stay healthy happy always…Maa love you forever.
Be Happy. God Bless.

Saturday, May 16, 2015

Hidden Mystery


Hidden Mystery - Fred Burks In the deepest depths of you and me In the deepest depths of we Lies the most beautiful jewel Shining forth eternally Within that precious jewel Within that priceless piece of we Lies a time beyond all time Lies a place beyond all space Within that sacred source of radiance Lies a love beyond all love Waiting Waiting Waiting Ever so patiently Waiting for you, waiting for me Waiting patiently for all to see The beauty that is you inside of me The beauty that is me inside of thee In the deepest depths of you and me In the deepest depths of we Lies the love and wisdom Of all Eternity.

Be Happy. God Bless.

Thursday, May 14, 2015

Who Loves Me

                                                      
                                                  To Him Who Loves Me
He held me through the maelstrom of my heart
strong arms of comfort, chest of solid might with soothing touch the healing he did start he brought the rays of sun to warm my night the whispers in my ear were tender, sweet they breathed into my soul his courage fierce he vanquished all the cold with flaming heat and placed his balm on wounds that lies did pierce my heart he touched and made to beat once more my eyes he kissed with truth, and I could see On lips his love with kisses he did pour he arms a haven that was meant to be To him who loves me with such constant care my dreams, my soul and body I will bare.

Be Happy. God Bless.

Thursday, May 7, 2015

Kapil Dev and Ek Nayi League

                                           
                                     East or West Cricket is the best
Cricket runs in Indian blood. I think in ever next house you will get a mad fan of cricket who will drop school, office and other celebration to watch his favorite match. I know a person whom we use to call cricket uncle. He is such a big fan of cricket that his house is full of cricket posters and cricket balls, bats. He use to fully dress in Indian cricket uniform with pads and gloves on…his favorite heavy bat as if he will be called off next to bat before every Indian match that shown on television. In front of the television he uses to make all his moves and how many time out of over excitement he broke the television. Aunty is the one to suffer most....when she asked him please leave this madness… our cricket uncle use to say do you know cricket was my reason for living. Aunty would leave the room with some huge grumble.
We use to laugh at his craziness but love whenever he gave treat to all the kids nearby with lots of chocolates every time India win’s a small or big match.
We never knew that love for cricket is so infectious and eating chocolate in that high end cricket vibes will catch up and I will be a avid cricket fan one day….not as crazy as him but near one. Cricket had change it form in last few years now it is more exciting, even one day match seems too much in our fast pace life so we move on to 20/20 big shot, fun, freaking madness in hours. Huge adrenalin rush and satisfaction at it’s highest when you see your team win.
We all know
Kapil Dev who is one of the greatest all-rounders of all time.  I had a huge respect for him as he captained the Indian cricket team which won the 1983 Cricket World Cup. . Recently he joined twitter too. Now what is more exciting is that he is telling that he is coming up with a new league....EK NAYI LEAGUE.
He kept it a surprise what is EK NAYI LEAGUE….he is telling that he will open the secret on his twitter. I am following him on twitter  as I don’t want to miss a single update about this new league EK NAYI LEAGUE.
I am super excited what it  will be……a new game show or a new reformed IPL with all the great talents in it …omg I am going crazy to know .
A great cricketer  like Kapil Dev when endorsing a league with such zeal  then it will be something very special. Truly said in this quote  “
Sometimes it's those little unexpected things in life that can make a big difference to us. Embrace and welcome the unexpected.
I am ready to embrace Ek nayi League and hope you too. Join the craze.



Wednesday, May 6, 2015

A Box of Kisses


The story goes that some time ago, a man punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.
 Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said, "This is for you, Daddy."
He was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found the box was empty.
 He yelled at her, "Don't you know that when you give someone a present, there's supposed to be something inside it?".
 The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and said,"Oh, Daddy, it is not empty. I blew kisses into the box. All for you, Daddy." 
 The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and he begged for her forgiveness.
 It is told that the man kept that gold box by his bed for years and whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.
 In a very real sense, each of us as humans have been given a gold container filled with unconditional love and kisses from our children, friends, family and God. There is no more precious possession anyone could hold.

Be Happy. God Bless.