This winter was proving to be the hardest winter of her life. All Meera could do now was wait. Wait for the embryo she was supposed to carry which would take more than a month, and then it was all luck. It will take another ten days to confirm if she got pregnant. And if all went well, they would bring her Sia to her then. It meant at least 40 more days. She closed her eyes and murmured, ‘Just a little more time Doll. Hang in there. Just a little more patience, Mumma will come to get you.’
Meera was put on meds and injections from the next day, hormones and chemicals her body needed, to prepare itself for the pregnancy. They were making her body receptive for the transplant. Meera was told that commercial surrogacy was illegal in India now, and thus all the paperwork clearly states that…
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Kamya and Samar were all smiles as their eyes went over the crowd of kids in all ages and sizes. Two boys were scuffling over a toy truck, a small girl was learning how to play the harmonica from a boy her age a, and a tiny baby girl was crawling between the beds. Kamya picked up the crawling baby girl and held her while the baby touched her cheek with his small hands. Kamya closed her eyes and pressed the baby to her bosom, ‘Oh! What joy it is to hold a baby.’She thought while Samar beamed at her and nodded.
He ran a hand on the baby’s head, and she cooed, making babbling noises, and the couple couldn’t help but laugh. Mr and Mrs Shaw were watching this from the sides; this was not a rare scenario for them. Every couple who comes to take a…
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“Be kind to others when no one is watching.
Pray when no one is watching.
Cry when no one is watching.
Stand in the rain when no one is watching.
Dance your heart out when no one is watching.
Something’s are too personal,
don’t turn them into a performance with an audience.”
So, we are once again at the crossover. Once again hoping that the next year will be great. Once again retrospecting what this passing year gave us, took from us, left with us.
I am thinking how to fill this page, but I am filled with a weird sort of void. At the same time, I am overwhelmed with all that happened.
I won’t say it was one of the best years of my life, but then good, better and best, these superlatives are perceptions, depending on our sagacity. I took one great hit this year, an emotional trauma that I am not able to forget and move on. It cost me deeply, it cost me some cherished bonds and lots of trusts.
I also saw two of my very close family members suffer greatly owing to terminal diseases and I am unsure whether they will be with us for…
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“Winters are Here!!!“, Exclaimed little Sia as she gazed out of her small room window, with her button nose sticking to the glass of the window pane. Her eyes were wide open in awe, as she saw nothing but white and fluffy snow cover the neighbourhood as far as she could see. Trees, cars, houses, lampposts, all were coated in white overnight, and it looked like Christmas Town from her crystal ball.
“Mom, I will make Snowman and play with Hrishi after we make a snow castle in the yard.” She informed her mother excitedly and added, “And Dad and I will have a snowball fight once he is back.” She concluded as her mother picked the 5 yr old from the bed on her back like a gunny sack and prattled in the room. Little did Sia know that her Dad was never…
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NOTE: Don’t be under impression that I am not writing these days. I am constantly busy scribbling notes for my kids 😁.
Its been an elongated period of festivals and celebrations – veneration, delicacies, get- together, dressing up and what not. Festivals have always been an amalgamation of the aforesaid and also an integral part of our culture and lives. They bring in excitement and joy. Mere mention of festivals is enough to get us on our toes, isn’t it?
Why we should celebrate festivals? To put it simply, we should celebrate to keep our culture alive and to pass on the baton of our traditions to our offsprings. It’s our responsibility to hold on to our identity of ethnicity along with being ethical. Our distance from the core (our motherland) shouldn’t impact our enthusiasm to celebrate our festivals for we are the sole point of information as far as…
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Ohk, so here I am sitting on a comfortable chair in my home and somewhere is Prerna Aditi, hopefully sitting in her comfy chair in her home as we conduct this one on one interview. Yeah, I know I am taking the liberty to feel like a celebrity, but then again, why not, I have always loved watching Koffee With Karan.
Jokes apart this quest to know each a little better is one step further we have taken in the Candles Family to bond and feel connected. I appreciate and thank Prerna Aditi for taking the time to make this questionnaire and now let me answer them as honestly as I can.
Prerna Aditi’s Questionnaire:
1. What is the first thing you want to see when you wake up every morning?
Ans: It has been my habit to make sure the people I love are alright first thing in the…
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