Dragged Marriage Makes Your Child Suffer

Marriage unites two individuals. It is a bond that gives man and women an official and public recognition. Every girl’s happy ending is to marry her prince charming. But not all happy endings stay happy and radiant forever. Marriages fail due to numerous reasons. And once child is a part of that failed marriage, we all know how the Indians deal with it.

Several times I have heard people say, had I not had a kid I would have left him or her. Had it not been the question of my child’s life I won’t have dragged this marriage! I would have walked out if it was not about my child’s future. And the list of reasons goes on. Every parents needs to understand that what the child see and learns while you are entangled hauling your failed marriage. And the irony is that in this due process somewhere you fail as a parent. The arguments, disputes and roughhouse are what your child dwells with.

While you are busy convincing the child that mom and dad both love you, the child is occupied envisioning the reasons why mom and dad can’t love each other. The little mind can have grave impacts of disturbed family. Your child is equally suffering the failure, and is an indistinguishable part of the broken marriage.  Unlike you, he/she also wishes freedom from this turmoil and to have a secluded life.  

I think marriage should not take away the gusto from your child’s life. Continuing marriage for the sake of your child is absolutely inapt and one sided decision, where you feel the child needs parents by side in the growing stages. It is essential to give him/her a guarded and flourishing surrounding. Everlasting disturbance can trigger too many emotional and social muddles. One decision at the right time can save your child from life-long memories of disturbed childhood. For your child’s life will revolve around the bitter impressions had at early life. Don’t let your child be the part of the mess that he/she never espoused.

5 things not to miss when in Lucknow.

“Lucknow” is known as the city “Nawabs and Kababs”. Situated on the bank of River Gomti, the multicultural side of the city is reflected on the streets and the architecture speaks a lot in itself. The “Pehle aap” (You first) and “Tehzeeb” (etiquette) are the highlights of the Lucknowi culture. I visited the city in the month of October 2015. It was my first solo travel to North India. I must tell you my 4 days were most enthralling. I am a budget traveler so I use the local transport for city tour. I like to explore a city by its historical and cultural aspects. And I followed the same for my trip to LUCKNOW.

Bright colors attract me

Kabab parantha filling

Road side Pani Puri stall

Waiting for "Savari" 

Tried capturing the Taj Mahal of Lucknow

Lit up Bara Imambara

Here goes my list:

Aminabad market:

While doing my research I came  across Aminabad market several times.  This is one of the oldest markets since the rule “Nawab of Awadh”. And when it is about shopping in the local markets I never miss it. This was the first place I visited as soon as I landed in Lucknow.  I was lucky that I could see the Thursday street market. I shopped some beautiful Chikankari pieces for which market is famous. One just needs to know how to do good bargains.

Chikankari work 

Veg. Kabab Parantha:  

This is a unique parantha that I tried on a local friend’s recommendation. This was very delicious, made of Channa dal and some vegetables. Spicy and tangy in taste, comes this in the form of a Roll. Famous street food of Lucknow.

Pani Puri and Chaat: 

Having lived in Mumbai for years I never knew that “Pani Puri” came in so many different flavours. Lucknow is very well known for its “8 pani wali pani puri”. I can never have such yummy pani puri anywhere else.  Also I had mouth watering aloo chaat and Tokri chaat. This is something one cannot miss as it is found on every street of the city. I can go back again and again just to have these.

Cycle Rickshaw Ride:

Lucknow is one of the few cities still offering cycle rickshaw as means of local transportation.  They are seen in large numbers. Almost all the old areas of the city can be commuted by this. Like, Chowk to Immabara. I enjoyed several rides while touring around the city.

Bara Imamabad: 

Visit to this place is a must. Built by the fourth Nawab of Awadh, Asaf-Ud-Daula is a symbol of the Awadhi architecture. The structure is renowned for its distinctive construction – the thick domed roofs with no grin support. The roofs are supported by a unique interlocking system.  Inside is a famous Bhool Bhulaiya , a labyrinth. From the rooftop one can view a spectacular scene of the city, which is astounding. 

The 4 day trip was like a blink of an eye. Time flied by and it was time for me to get back home. It was a wonderful trip and the city gave me many reasons to travel again. The traveler in me is all set to publish and share with you all my experiences and travel stories. 

Thank you for reading! 

Riya’s home finding….

Riya was sitting near the window in her room staring at the dark sky. Her friend was busy cleaning up the mess in the room as bed time was nearing. Today, Riya was upset. Upset as her best friend Tina left her alone in the room that they shared for the past 3 years.

Riya has been waiting to go home like Tina went today. She missed experiencing the homely feeling and the family love. She longed for all the toys and shopping mom dad did. All this while she has been waiting for her time to go Home.. But until now she wasn’t so desperate because she had her best friend. With whom she shared, cried, laughed and had fun. Riya was getting restless now. She kept switching sides on her bed until she saw the sun shining bright through her window.

The 6 year old was craving for love. Love from the parents who would adopt her. She was being hopeful that soon her parents would be there to take her. And all her happy stories would get wings to turn into reality.

But she was uncertain how long she had sit staring out of the window in the room which was now her "Waiting room…."

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

A Never Ending Summer

Mumbai is also known as “City of Dreams”. A city that fulfills everyone’s dreams. Everybody wants to settle in the financial capital for its gives them greater employment opportunities, good salary packages and a metro life. Large number of people migrate everyday to the “city of dreams” to earn a good living. 

Mumbai also has another side. Being surrounded by a long coastal line the climate here a dry and humid. One can actually phantom that he/she is losing calories. But is the humid climate that makes you sweat. Mumbai is humid 12 months of the year. One can only see himself/herself boiling up due to the dry and hot climate. And if you travel in the Mumbai locals to your work place then there is no scope you would reach office without dripping sweat. Be it in winter for that matter. Winters are actually myth for this city leaving aside couple of nights when one can comfortably breathe without an AC. Such nights become headlines in the newspapers next day stating “Mumbai’s coldest night with 18 degree Celsius”.

Feeling pleasant is observing winter. You can see the Juice centers and ice cream shops crowded all around the clock. So forget of sleeping without switching on your ceiling fans and Air conditioners (Ac’s) even in the months of December and January.

Talking about summer, I personally don’t feel any different apart from being a bit more dis-pleasured if I have to walk on the streets during afternoons. But once a person decides to reside in Mumbai one should also be prepared to experience “summer” as season of the year.

For it would be no wrong if I say that Mumbai has only one season “A Never Ending Summer”.

This post is a part of WOW prompt A never Ending Summer an initiative by blogadda.com

Earth Our State

We haven’t changed as we pretend,
Discrimination was in the past and we still do.

As a nation just the inflation rate has grown,
But we live back in the era where racism was sown.
 
No technology, no privatization, no globalization has made any difference,
For we only think of caste, religion, region and NO SENSE.

Loving someone and Marrying out of community are misdeeds,
Assassinations, homicide in the name of religion are justified deeds.

Separated by Gods, we have the same skin, a heart to love,
Everybody wants to spread their message like a mourning dove.

Is it really burdensome to respect each one and unite?
Stout-heartedness is in acceptance and pool to ignite.

Now is the time to abandon the age-old thoughts, it’s not too late,
All this is possible when we shall consider Earth as Our State.