tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45337623239424108322024-03-19T14:17:18.448+05:30✰¢reative ¢onstellation✰Streamlining random thoughts with words....✍..✍ by Swati and Sweta
Swati Sarangihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05734949713168712964noreply@blogger.comBlogger494125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533762323942410832.post-10508366829344938342024-02-28T22:11:00.002+05:302024-02-28T22:11:21.007+05:30#495 Remembering Kuni Jeje<p> <u style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #548235; font-family: "Bauhaus 93"; font-size: 36.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: #548235; mso-style-textfill-fill-colortransforms: lumm=75000; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: accent6; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;">Remembering
Kuni Jeje</span></u></p><p><u style="text-align: justify;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHu44VVA9lN3cO67xD_lRRL91KI3yVp-kr26BSTjMBzn2CWWmLmDlWiUQgMrMJWMStP910yOWLmzNq5FLAjE4m3p4kJFRJSrTqMrxH6TMztB5VjK1k2_j7WU2ovWDdDjGWMPcqt1tNeRZjrAxDpefrXYeB-PcnzWr-VyIomBDBejNNsoM2qZFiwMdb1LQ/s900/grandfather-granddaughter.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="514" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHu44VVA9lN3cO67xD_lRRL91KI3yVp-kr26BSTjMBzn2CWWmLmDlWiUQgMrMJWMStP910yOWLmzNq5FLAjE4m3p4kJFRJSrTqMrxH6TMztB5VjK1k2_j7WU2ovWDdDjGWMPcqt1tNeRZjrAxDpefrXYeB-PcnzWr-VyIomBDBejNNsoM2qZFiwMdb1LQ/w366-h640/grandfather-granddaughter.webp" width="366" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Source: Google Images<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table></u><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; text-align: justify;">Recently my memory took
me back to the days when Kuni Jeje was a part of it. Before I can write more
about him, I’ve got to introduce Kuni Jeje to my readers. In Odia, my mother
tongue, Kuni means small/young, Paternal grandfather is regarded as Jeje (pronounced
as JJ). So, Kuni Jeje was my Paternal grandfather’s younger brother, my father’s
paternal uncle. So, if you combine all the logic of the relationship and their
way of addressing, Jeje’s younger brother was whom we referred to as Kuni Jeje.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Kuni Jeje lived in a village
which was known as Ramakrishna Pur, located in Cuttack district of Odisha,
India while I was raised in a joint family in Bhubaneswar, Odisha, India. He
would often visit us with packets of cream biscuits, and savory eatables that
we would not generally get to eat along with the harvest from our farms in the
village. He would then take us, me and my twin sister, on a walk to nearby
grocery stores containing a variety of biscuits, toffees, chocolates, and whatnot.
I remember having given my choice to buy Milk Bikis when asked by him and some
orange candies while restricting my other desire to buy the entire stock of
biscuits in fear of being scolded by my parents. He showered his love, care,
and affection on us and we reciprocated it by playing, talking, and narrating activities
of the day. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">We moved to a
different state and could meet him once a year when we would visit Bhubaneswar during
our vacation. We would make sure to visit our village, Ramakrishna Pur or if
our schedule didn’t permit us to visit our village, Kuni Jeje would visit us
with infinite love, affection, and a bagful of our favorite eatables. He
attended all the important events in our family. He was present at my engagement
and wedding to shower his blessings. The last time I saw him was at my sister’s
wedding, but he was frail and needed support to walk. Due to old age, he
suffered from Parkinson’s disease and lost his ability to recognize people. We
would go to him and make him remember us, to which he would simply smile and
acknowledge. I later came to know that he was losing his vision slowly.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">I got the news of his
demise last year and it was because he fell unconsciously hitting himself when
going out to the washroom at night. He would generally call someone to help him
with walking, but he didn’t do that night, didn’t know if it was death’s call
for him. The last few years of his life were full of health issues, but he
faced them boldly and his wish to live never weakened his physical strength. I
didn’t get many times to spend with him, but whatever moments I have shared
with him, will always stay immortal in my memory, and when I close my eyes to
remember him, all I can see is his smiling face.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">All
Rights Reserved<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Swati
Sarangi<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">28.02.2024<o:p></o:p></span></p>Swati Sarangihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05734949713168712964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533762323942410832.post-83633221279821711762024-02-23T14:50:00.000+05:302024-02-23T14:50:32.534+05:30#494 Age is just a number<p> <b><u><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #385623; font-family: "Bauhaus 93"; font-size: 26.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 128;">Age is just a number</span></u></b></p><p><b><u><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggA-kDXsKiRNhzhMvbxVGpcN_Cx6DEJR658xW07R2iujrnXDIkhzqE2Xwa1aUPXp6S_DqZfdrCO3OZW_v-wPDuKw4B7VedSMe3xL3zM27yCLlHdJS4a09UVeNNacBtyjZiFZjdokAhBCifUGZHU-Mtek6SwKlTM0IxISvUYjFbiIleMejTGdHjYKmda_Y/s1188/numbers_.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="1188" height="405" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggA-kDXsKiRNhzhMvbxVGpcN_Cx6DEJR658xW07R2iujrnXDIkhzqE2Xwa1aUPXp6S_DqZfdrCO3OZW_v-wPDuKw4B7VedSMe3xL3zM27yCLlHdJS4a09UVeNNacBtyjZiFZjdokAhBCifUGZHU-Mtek6SwKlTM0IxISvUYjFbiIleMejTGdHjYKmda_Y/w640-h405/numbers_.png" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Images Source: Google</td></tr></tbody></table></u></b><span style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 14pt;">He says she’s growing older,</span></p><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">And they say so,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">Inevitably so are the speakers, <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">Age is just a number, <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">You can do wonders,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">As long as you’re wide awake<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">From the deepest slumber.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">Does it even matter what they say?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">If all your senses can help you<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">In achieving your life’s purpose,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">There’s no point counting your days<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">In the form of age in years<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">Don’t forget, you are drawn closer<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">To your deathbed with the <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">Passage of each day.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">You can’t stop from growing old,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">From letting your age run,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">How does it matter what they say?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">Aren’t those taunts serving as<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">Reminders to love yourself a little
more,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">No matter how old you’ve turned up,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">As if for men, their age reverses
with years.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">If sixteen was sweet for them, <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">So is turning forty, for you,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">Or even sixty, for that matter,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">With each decade, you’ll discover,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">A newer and wiser version of you,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">Facing the world with years of
experience<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">And audacity which you might feel,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">Within you, that never existed
before.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">Age is just a number,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">Number of years of your presence;
mortal,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">An amalgamation of varied experiences
gathered,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">Over different situations or
circumstances,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">And you’ve seen and felt it all,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">Not letting your age run isn’t in
your control,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">Until the day when that <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;">Number will just linger. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #0d0d0d; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-themetint: 242;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">All Rights Reserved!<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Swati Sarangi<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">13.02.2024<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>Swati Sarangihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05734949713168712964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533762323942410832.post-39220123337106777412024-02-12T00:07:00.000+05:302024-02-12T00:07:49.268+05:30#493 Movie Review : 12th Fail<p> <span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><u style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #538135; font-family: "Bauhaus 93"; font-size: 36.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;">12<sup>th</sup>
Fail </span></u></p><p><u style="text-align: justify;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5qAH14n7xb5uPfsrsZf_s6S2sdMeekcHfwIPQSxNMBzlSxHVhe4bN2_I5xvHME-_7ex6cDGZVXnR5Awq-Qqhx5XhyphenhyphenKD1C-jmFELOK-I-rFVSLF4d6dZ23K5kIvimxPBSSldDKUCwCdutKPJbuj0vWcSmbFtwXDrtYYmwcTPzV0D3KOdOOzvE2OqMIX3k/s275/12th_Fail_poster.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="275" data-original-width="220" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5qAH14n7xb5uPfsrsZf_s6S2sdMeekcHfwIPQSxNMBzlSxHVhe4bN2_I5xvHME-_7ex6cDGZVXnR5Awq-Qqhx5XhyphenhyphenKD1C-jmFELOK-I-rFVSLF4d6dZ23K5kIvimxPBSSldDKUCwCdutKPJbuj0vWcSmbFtwXDrtYYmwcTPzV0D3KOdOOzvE2OqMIX3k/w320-h400/12th_Fail_poster.jpeg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Source: Google Images</td></tr></tbody></table></u><span style="font-size: 14pt; text-align: justify;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 14pt;">This movie is about a
boy named Manoj Sharma, hailing from a small city in Madhya Pradesh, named Chambal
(as shown in the movie), who aspires to be an IPS officer, despite having
failed in 12</span><sup>th</sup><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> class. This wish of becoming an IPS officer started
forming a serious goal in Manoj’s mind when he met an IPS officer during his 12</span><sup>th</sup><span style="font-size: 14pt;">
board exam who prevented the malpractices done during the exam, because of
which the entire batch failed and had to appear in the exam again next year. When
he met DSP officer Dushyant Singh and asked him how to be an officer like him,
he said that he had to leave the habit of cheating. The next year, during the
12th board exam, when the entire class cheated and passed the exam with the
first division, Manoj wrote the exam with honesty and passed with a 3</span><sup>rd</sup><span style="font-size: 14pt;">
division. Later, with the same honesty he completed his graduation in Hindi
literature and goes to a higher city with the hope and all savings of his
grandmother to get guidance through coaching to prepare for MPPSC. On the way, all
his money and belongings got robbed by the fellow passenger and he reached his destination
empty-handed.</span></p><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">On reaching Bhopal, he
found out that the coaching centers were planning to close because of
cancellation of the exam. As per the saying, “Where there’s a will, there’s a
way”, he met an UPSC aspirant on the lunch table who was planning to go to
Delhi to get the coaching. He followed him to Delhi, somehow managed to get the
accommodation by doing several odd jobs like cleaning toilets, dusting the
books and shelves in the library. Through his savings, he joined a reputed
coaching center, for the preparation of the Mains, after clearing Prelims
through self-preparation in his first attempt. He met Shraddha Joshi on her day
of admission to the institute when Shraddha got impressed by Manoj’s
performance of clearing Prelims through self-preparation. UPSC preparation
tested his patience when he failed in prelims in his next attempt and his
friends blamed Shraddha to be the reason behind his failure. The movie ends
with a happy note when Manoj cracks the exam by beating all odds and Shraddha also
becomes a PCS officer.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">I watched this movie
on the New Year’s Eve and I am happy that I cancelled all my plans to go out to
witness the New Year’s countdown as it was -24<sup>0</sup>C outside. I loved the character of “Gauri Bhaiya” who was
shown helping Manoj selflessly during his last attempt, in all possible ways he
could. In this world of casual dating, hookups and breakups, all ambitious men
deserve a partner like Shradhha Joshi and vice versa, who support and respect
each other’s goals. Having written ESE a couple of times in the past, this
movie reminded me of my UPSC preparation days and instilled similar emotions like
anxiety, despair, determination, etc. Vikrant Massey, in the lead role, has
just nailed it and so is Medha Shankar as a debutant actress. It was great to
know that the “Bolo Na” song has been sung by Medha who has also been trained
in Indian classical vocal. Such a multi-talented personality she has. From
various interviews of Manoj Shama and Shraddha Joshi, I found this couple very mature,
humble, and interactive. They words leave such a sense of familiarity that one
would feel to have met them in real life.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">The movie very
beautifully portrays every nuance of the struggle of Manoj Sharma without distracting
from the main storyline. Such stories in movies without the display of vulgarity
should be encouraged and seen as an inspiration. However, I don’t glorify the
idea of relying solely on such a competitive exam like UPSC which comes within
10<sup>th</sup> rank of most challenging exams in the world, for success. One
should weigh his decision based on the best and worst-case scenarios. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">I would rate 9.8/10 to
this movie and can recommend anyone to watch it. I might watch it again later.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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Rights Reserved!<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Swati
Sarangi<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">11.02.2024<o:p></o:p></span></p>Swati Sarangihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05734949713168712964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533762323942410832.post-51505352053070739452024-02-10T01:45:00.004+05:302024-02-10T03:13:16.538+05:30#492 The best gift that I've received <p> <u style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #548235; font-family: "Bauhaus 93"; font-size: 28pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: #548235; mso-style-textfill-fill-colortransforms: lumm=75000; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: accent6; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;">The best gift that I’ve received</span></u></p><p><u style="text-align: justify;"></u></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJNRklYjizmeYeT6k2-kADUASOKjdOOQdasF91He5pLFyk27-xwZO9tQ08naWbbUjsgDvsc6T5gwmdvtrkqD88O8MilTsxVPUTbP6cA6rUmT4WuEW3yHxLN5X5t9I_5PPkFFJ3t27j05548bnYr7sqs606yq80tTLqam2e62SXfnMNIaz2c6R4CiczNNY/s1200/gift.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="675" data-original-width="1200" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJNRklYjizmeYeT6k2-kADUASOKjdOOQdasF91He5pLFyk27-xwZO9tQ08naWbbUjsgDvsc6T5gwmdvtrkqD88O8MilTsxVPUTbP6cA6rUmT4WuEW3yHxLN5X5t9I_5PPkFFJ3t27j05548bnYr7sqs606yq80tTLqam2e62SXfnMNIaz2c6R4CiczNNY/w640-h360/gift.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Image Source : Google Images</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Life has been great for me, so far, that’s what I can
write when I try to reflect on my life through this article. Of course, like
everyone’s life, my life has never been devoid of failures, setbacks, disappointments,
dissatisfaction, or heartbreaks on professional grounds. Things could’ve been done
differently or looked at from a noble perspective (that’s easier said than done),
when I am trying to analyze my past, at this point. That’s when I have more dots,
from the past, to connect with, in the present time, doesn’t it become a little
easier to evaluate my actions?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Life has been kind enough to bestow a lot of gifts on me
but let me not forget that each gift came with a certain price of either my own
or my family. The best gift that I’ve received is my precious childhood. My
father made a crucial decision at the crossroads of his life to move to a faraway
place from the comfort of his hometown. I remember that day very clearly, when
he got an offer to move to Kanpur, leaving behind his beloved demised maternal
grandmother. When the entire family was soaked in the grief of this irreparable
loss, he made a huge sacrifice for us, to move to a faraway place, all alone. In
earlier years of his office, he battled with dirty office politics of every day,
and health issues arising because of that and supported us selflessly. He took
us to Kanpur a year after his move, where we started our primary education.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">There are several advantages of being able to be
brought up in a campus environment of an educational institution and I am lucky
to have felt the benefits of that. <b>First,</b> safety is the primary reason. The
campus environment was safe for us to explore or cycle. I completed my education
till 12<sup>th </sup>grade inside the campus and didn’t have to face any issues
of safety. <b>Second,</b> the campus was the home to people from diverse cultures.
Being an institution at the all-India level, it attracted people from different
states, backgrounds, or cultures. My friends, in school, were from different
states and it created an awareness and interest to know their culture. Knowledge/Awareness
always drives away biases, I feel. In the later years of my life, I was able to
befriend people from different states without any judgment or preconceived
notions. <b>Third, </b>I got immense motivation from this place and its people
who were highly qualified yet humble about their achievements. This pushed me
to perform well in academics and I derived immense pleasure in spending time
exploring reading and writing. I was always inspired by my peer groups at school
who provided an environment for healthy competition. There is no growth without
competition. <b>Fourth,</b> I started dreaming of being a part of it and put
all my efforts into action. Dreams are important parts of life that drive one
towards excellence. In the process of pursuing those dreams, I became sincere
and disciplined. <b>Fifth,</b> access to technology. I am talking about the time
from 2005-2011, we had access to a landline connection for the internet at home
and a desktop computer. I started taking help for academics from various online
forums like yahooanswers, goiit, 9math and received useful information. I also
spent time playing and exploring different gaming websites like miniclip.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">My schools on campus provided enough opportunities to
explore other co-curricular activities along with academics like singing,
painting, writing, sports, elocution, etc. I was good at academics and
developed a keen interest in painting, singing, and writing. It wouldn’t have
been possible without the support of my parents. My father always encouraged me
to participate in various competitions and Olympiads and got study material for
preparation while my mother took all care not to distract us from academics.
She would prepare meals for us, provide extra care during exams, and celebrate each
win. I have had wonderful discussions with my father ranging from history to
science technologies, career choices, etc.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">I believe in destiny now which I didn’t, as a child
because I always got favorable results whenever I put sincere efforts until my
college days or life after that. It’s when life taught me that it’s not linear,
it’s not a bed of roses, not every effort of mine will yield results and I should
have the courage to accept whatever it brings on my plate. Life taught me that
it will throw curveballs toward me to test my patience and I must face these
curveballs boldly for my betterment. I have failed many times in the past but at
this point in my life, when I look back, I don’t have any regrets for the
chances I took because I tried and failed. I would have failed anyway, had I
not taken any chances. I didn’t run away from the battlefield like a coward. I
also learned that regret for not trying is heavier than failing. I don’t get
demotivated by failures so easily and I make sure to try once more. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">I will forever be grateful for these wonderful and
glorious memories of my childhood and the people whom I met during this phase
of my life as it has helped me to be the person that I am today. My parents not
only nurtured my aspirations but ingrained a lot of values in me. They provided
me with a thought process to widen my vision and dream. In my opinion, a well-lived
life is a life when you can’t recall bad experiences even though there could be
many. My heart brims with nothing but a sense of gratitude when I traverse the
lanes of my bygone days. Even though half of my dreams remain unfulfilled today
as destiny has different plans for me, I am very hopeful about the countless
opportunities that life may offer in the future and I am assured of the fact
that no effort ever goes in vain. It’s time to end my chains of thoughts here and
keep some moments of my childhood to revisit later.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM0AMJvqcdo0PiwmV31yvM4TJlxcs5C1WAfoPD-KgWu-cxf1lsyJLah1lTQpKbGMFXXYC0mqmIlSdn_AFxxW9txJ9T_FthXwc37ppL-MlHA7Qi25wY-5reJtrI62s6OrfCqnLmphCfkNUhVJAERo03peCcNsmP_8vfl-tfaCcLaM31f91oFgLKZyH45vM/s1280/IITKGatePic.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="854" data-original-width="1280" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM0AMJvqcdo0PiwmV31yvM4TJlxcs5C1WAfoPD-KgWu-cxf1lsyJLah1lTQpKbGMFXXYC0mqmIlSdn_AFxxW9txJ9T_FthXwc37ppL-MlHA7Qi25wY-5reJtrI62s6OrfCqnLmphCfkNUhVJAERo03peCcNsmP_8vfl-tfaCcLaM31f91oFgLKZyH45vM/w400-h268/IITKGatePic.jpeg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Image Source: Google Images</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 8pt;">All Rights Reserved!</span><p></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">09.02.2024 <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; text-align: left;">P.S: This post is a part of #WriteAPageADay2024 #WAPAD2024 written under the prompt “The best gift that you've received”.</span></p>Swati Sarangihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05734949713168712964noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533762323942410832.post-50436574078621758302024-02-03T15:48:00.006+05:302024-02-03T15:48:50.347+05:30#491 Grateful for this Nordic view<p class="MsoNormal"><u><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #385723; font-family: "Bauhaus 93"; font-size: 26.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: #385723; mso-style-textfill-fill-colortransforms: lumm=50000; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: accent6; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 128;">Grateful for this Nordic view<o:p></o:p></span></u></p><p class="MsoNormal"><u><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhporCq1ie2SY9QFqUyKHgz63lmsHulo3CGXTi4yI0nWF2txES74RyS0doHTMniobfiI1Qn-OFdqlH-Zjuj1JtiCrq3RpzYaULUO9xESZAAS8dv5gVBB93aw8r124YE6CR5aDA9iz12J_oafqovSUZPUqZ9bMpm-Ip-0wrO0wiF0XZgSFrzbuwC2IaLbHg/s4032/MorningEspooFinland2.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhporCq1ie2SY9QFqUyKHgz63lmsHulo3CGXTi4yI0nWF2txES74RyS0doHTMniobfiI1Qn-OFdqlH-Zjuj1JtiCrq3RpzYaULUO9xESZAAS8dv5gVBB93aw8r124YE6CR5aDA9iz12J_oafqovSUZPUqZ9bMpm-Ip-0wrO0wiF0XZgSFrzbuwC2IaLbHg/w640-h480/MorningEspooFinland2.HEIC" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Image Source: Click from my mobile</td></tr></tbody></table></u></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">I’m grateful for this Nordic view,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Oh! I shall always be,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">As I start my day by sipping<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">A cup of herbal tea,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">By the window of the living room,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Of the building high-rise,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">When I look outside,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">I only find beauty all around,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">As if nature has <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Sprinkled some icing sugar<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">On the dark and bare streets,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The drizzle of snow, so light<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Just like feathers floating ceaselessly<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Caressing the trees when encountered,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Can’t take my eyes off those<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Snow-covered streets when glimmer<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Under the faint moonlight.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">I’m grateful for this Nordic view,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Oh! I shall always be,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">When I peep through my window,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">To witness the sun going down<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The horizon after painting the clear<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Blue sky, with colours of elegance<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The pinkish tint that the sky gets,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Resembling that of a lipstick,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Or taken from the color palette<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Of a seasoned artist,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">I enjoy this view as if it’s<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The last view my eyes can<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Get to store it as an eternal memory.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">All Rights Reserved!<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Swati Sarangi <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">03.02.2024<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">P.S: This post is a
part of #WriteAPageADay2024 #WAPAD2024 written under the prompt “Write a poem
inspired by the view from your window”.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p>
</p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p>Swati Sarangihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05734949713168712964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533762323942410832.post-65727866698482414112024-02-03T03:16:00.005+05:302024-02-03T03:16:45.850+05:30#490 My activities on BlogChatter in 2023<p> <u style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #385723; font-family: "Bauhaus 93"; font-size: 26.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: #385723; mso-style-textfill-fill-colortransforms: lumm=50000; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: accent6; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 128;">My activities
on BlogChatter in 2023</span></u></p><p><u style="text-align: justify;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP42DnD3V1NnqSUuNHAwVOr3McFKQbSRV88HuhzZ1TD0A_pLmNCRb8AWo0FGQvpgOWMK4ttZ3efijUUA12dnl2aYwOacu-ICqNT9Y-MNbDd_qVZw2E-Omciu_o4Z8j9f1jAlcTJKmNCfZFxI8wNRkBZs0RN17JSvqwahFZi7cBRxpbRCqA3KF_OwTYIZQ/s1600/writing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="1600" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP42DnD3V1NnqSUuNHAwVOr3McFKQbSRV88HuhzZ1TD0A_pLmNCRb8AWo0FGQvpgOWMK4ttZ3efijUUA12dnl2aYwOacu-ICqNT9Y-MNbDd_qVZw2E-Omciu_o4Z8j9f1jAlcTJKmNCfZFxI8wNRkBZs0RN17JSvqwahFZi7cBRxpbRCqA3KF_OwTYIZQ/w640-h400/writing.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Source: Google Image</td></tr></tbody></table></u><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; text-align: justify;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; text-align: justify;">Ever since I stumbled
upon this blogging platform, BlogChatter, I haven’t thought much about the
topics to write on. It reminded me of my exhaustive writing habit in the past
when I used to participate so actively in various competitions hosted on
different blogging platforms. If you look at the post counts in my blog during
2016 and 2017, you will find it to be in 3 digits! It even makes me amazed at
my ability to jot down my random thoughts to convey certain messages or ideas.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">I started
participating in activities of BlogChatter in Feb 2023 and it was on 6<sup>th</sup>
Feb 2023 that I wrote an <a href="https://www.theblogchatter.com/user/swatisarangi2">article</a> on the
prompt given in BlogChatter BlogHop. From then, my association with BlogChatter
began. I have shared 32 blog posts within a year on that platform. Here’s my
profile – <a href="https://www.theblogchatter.com/user/swatisarangi2">Swati Sarangi</a>.
I completed some challenges like BlogChatterA2Z and WriteAPageADay and earned <a href="https://www.theblogchatter.com/stickersearned/swatisarangi2">beautiful
stickers</a>. I received the <b>TOP POST</b> badge for some of my blog posts
like <a href="https://creative-constellation.blogspot.com/2023/11/485-on-bus-ride-home.html">On
a bus ride home,</a> <a href="https://creative-constellation.blogspot.com/2023/04/459-test-of-patience-blogchattera2z.html">Test
of patience</a>, etc. I contributed to the guest post - <a href="https://www.theblogchatter.com/5-ways-to-maximize-your-writing-potential">5
ways to maximize your writing potential</a>, which I had always wanted to do.
Receiving comments and feedback from fellow writers, mentions about my writeups
on different social media like Twitter and LinkedIn encouraged me to put more effort
into writing along a full-time professional career. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">As the title suggests,
I’ve tried to summarize my activities on BlogChatter for the year 2023. I’ve
enjoyed this journey with BlogChatter so far and would like to carry it
forward.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 7.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">All Rights Reserved!<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 7.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Swati Sarangi<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 7.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">02.02.2024<o:p></o:p></span></p>Swati Sarangihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05734949713168712964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533762323942410832.post-44598226244382957972024-02-01T17:13:00.002+05:302024-02-01T17:13:22.870+05:30#489 Under the magic spell of Ukulele<p> <b style="text-align: justify;"><u><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #385723; font-family: "Bauhaus 93"; font-size: 26.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: #385723; mso-style-textfill-fill-colortransforms: lumm=50000; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: accent6; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 128;">Under
The Magic Spell of Ukulele</span></u></b></p><p><b style="text-align: justify;"><u><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjle6Q4GwLRubbzbjP4pCrJbp-y3HvqjBl918LT3DI-SQOA_xI31-Um0lZmn7v2uSECTGWp_YxuQ7PgQIRSIb3Gjck86w638T3ib7RZj6RxfI4yqvAw678pYNvF5Ndpx6KQWYyS_qmmvHfp630BnYIaWX3E7UHqIuifBA9vx3Jb_T-AYiXCDweWBn0-ayg/s5760/Ukulele2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjle6Q4GwLRubbzbjP4pCrJbp-y3HvqjBl918LT3DI-SQOA_xI31-Um0lZmn7v2uSECTGWp_YxuQ7PgQIRSIb3Gjck86w638T3ib7RZj6RxfI4yqvAw678pYNvF5Ndpx6KQWYyS_qmmvHfp630BnYIaWX3E7UHqIuifBA9vx3Jb_T-AYiXCDweWBn0-ayg/w640-h426/Ukulele2.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Source : Google Images</td></tr></tbody></table></u></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b style="text-align: justify;"><u><br /></u></b></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">New
Year Greetings to the readers! <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">[Why
not? The excitement of New Year shouldn’t fade away at this point.] </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">It’s the
first day of the second month of this year and I am all set to put my foot on this
task of writing 10k words before this month ends. I have been putting away my
habit of writing for no particular reason, but I am glad that this initiative
of <b>Write A Page A Day </b>by BlogChatter will wake my writing spirit up from
a deep slumber. Writing is not just a process of typing my thoughts on the
keyboard but it’s an act of introspecting my life and surroundings. It reminds
me to pause, reflect, collect, and write. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">I’ve been a
strong believer in the Law of Attraction. Last year, around this time, I pasted
some cut-outs on my journal linking to my wishes/goals in various spheres of my
life. Out of those cut-outs, there was a light blue Ukulele, I was aspiring to
learn to play it. Fast forward many months, I found out about Ukulele classes
being held at different libraries in the Helsinki/Espoo area, that too for
different levels, beginners, intermediate, and advanced. It was like “When the
student is ready, the teacher appears” kind of moment for me. I, right away,
decided to join the beginner’s classes. When I got this information, I had
already missed some classes which made me a little anxious about the fear of
missing out on my peers, but when I started attending the classes, I found the
instructor, Sakari Heikka, super welcoming and friendly. Interestingly, there
was a provision to burrow Ukuleles and use them in the class. All the students used
these Ukuleles until they got their own.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">My training
began with the right posture to hold the Ukulele, and tune and strum it in the
right way so that the Ukulele sounds perfectly. There were about 8-10 students
in the class who were very enthusiastic about playing Ukulele. I made many friends
through those classes, got to know them, and enjoyed learning Ukulele with
them. We were taught the basic chords like C, Am, F, G, Dm, C#, etc, and
provided chord sheets to follow. We were so enrapt in singing and playing along
with the instructor that those 1-hour seemed like a few minutes. It has been so
aptly said that “Music has no language or religion.” It touched all of our
hearts.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">In the
Beginner’s class at Lippulaiva Library, I attended around 12 classes, and I
must never forget to thank the instructor for his patience in teaching the
techniques to an absolute beginner like me. He was also very regular in sharing
the resources of each class so that we could practice at home. I experimented with the chords that I learned
with Ukulele for playing many Bollywood or devotional songs. This helped me to
convert a wish of mine, to create an Instagram Channel dedicated to my recordings,
into reality. I started recording my songs on the Ukulele and published them on
my Instagram Channel – <b><a href="https://www.instagram.com/swar_symphony/?hl=en">Swar Symphony</a></b>. I
could explore another library; Lippulaiva Library, because of these classes. Another
wish of mine, to be able to perform in a live concert, came true, when we were
invited to perform in a Christmas Concert at Sello Library on 11.12.2023. The
videos can be found on my Instagram Channel – <b><a href="https://www.instagram.com/swar_symphony/?hl=en">Swar Symphony</a>. </b>We
played Ukulele on popular Christmas songs, both Finnish and English. It was a
great experience. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">I have always
wished to adopt playing the Ukulele as my hobby to accompany my singing but as
a beginner, I was looking for the right direction to get started. Luckily, those
classes helped me sail through the basics of Ukulele playing without getting
distracted. Under the magic spell of the Ukulele, not only I could make those
dark and depressive winter days of Finland exciting, but I also published as many
as 47 recordings on my Instagram channel within 3 months. It’s no less than a
wonder for me. I hope to witness more such wonders in the future and let the Ukulele
cast its magic spell on me!<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3AOK-KJPfYqA0BWdjF3QqXLLuG0DZHwMozebUB9HjOnYK_iEBYK4kaDGkb5soskpzECGYxr18W7FhGHl9IWUnhvDIjJCSr4K9MLBnib4TQ_W_OzEpSDVVxCgIZTCqn86KWxXJ1T6hbz0eQ0UMvVpON76mg4sWWLCHEO6IKUtvrDsHGJWUVeqFcBBp58U/s640/Ukulele.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="360" data-original-width="640" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3AOK-KJPfYqA0BWdjF3QqXLLuG0DZHwMozebUB9HjOnYK_iEBYK4kaDGkb5soskpzECGYxr18W7FhGHl9IWUnhvDIjJCSr4K9MLBnib4TQ_W_OzEpSDVVxCgIZTCqn86KWxXJ1T6hbz0eQ0UMvVpON76mg4sWWLCHEO6IKUtvrDsHGJWUVeqFcBBp58U/w400-h225/Ukulele.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Source: Google Images</td></tr></tbody></table></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 9pt;">All
Rights Reserved</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">SWATI
SARANGI<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">01.02.2024<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;">P.S: This post is a
part of #WriteAPageADay by BlogChatter and I’ve picked up the prompt “Hobbies
you’re working on”.</span></p>Swati Sarangihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05734949713168712964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533762323942410832.post-51374305377562730892024-01-22T18:55:00.000+05:302024-01-22T18:55:02.485+05:30#488 Ho'oponono Technique<p> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: red; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Ho’oponopono Technique<o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><a href="https://totalorthocare.in/wp-content/uploads/pexels-prasanth-inturi-1051838-1024x614.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="800" height="322" src="https://totalorthocare.in/wp-content/uploads/pexels-prasanth-inturi-1051838-1024x614.jpg" width="537" /></a></b></div><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Image Courtesy:Google Image</b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">We deal with many emotions in our day-to-day life. Those
are happiness, anger, sadness, resentment, guilt, excitement etc. Some emotions
are positive whereas others are negative. Often negative emotions make us feel
more anxious and heavy inside. There comes the role of healing. Healing
emotional wellbeing is very importance to have a healthy mind and soul. It also
helps us to create a clear vision. </span><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 200%;">This
practice aims to heal relationships, resolve conflicts, and bring about a sense
of inner peace.</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">There are many techniques used for the purpose of
healing. I am going to share one of the simplest Hawaiian technique for healing
mind and soul. It consists of four steps.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: red; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">1-Repentance: I AM SORRY<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: red; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">2-Forgiveness: PLEASE FORGIVE ME<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: red; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">3- Gratitude: THANK YOU<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: red; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">4-Love: I LOVE YOU<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">This ritual should be performed daily in the morning
and evening for 11 or 108 times for optimal result. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">I am sharing out my experience after practicing it regularly
for consecutive 7 days.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">1-I am feeling lighter and calmer.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">2-I am no more having guilt in me.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">3-I am not resentful about anything.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">I hope that readers would get benefitted by doing this
ritual for consecutive days. Please share your experience in comment section. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: red; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">SWETA SARANGI<br />
21-1-2024<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><br /></p><p></p>Sweta Sarangihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10151972996001466196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533762323942410832.post-84328359477850789902024-01-22T07:47:00.006+05:302024-01-22T18:57:09.616+05:30#487 Transient connections in dynamic world <p> </p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Transient connections in dynamic world<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">PART-2<o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><a href="https://img.mensxp.com/media/content/2018/Nov/stages-all-men-go-through-while-recovering-from-a-tough-breakup-740x500-1-1541765361.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="740" height="289" src="https://img.mensxp.com/media/content/2018/Nov/stages-all-men-go-through-while-recovering-from-a-tough-breakup-740x500-1-1541765361.jpg" width="428" /></a></b></div><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span>Image Courtesy: Google</b><p></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;">Read PART 1: <a href="https://creative-constellation.blogspot.com/2023/07/476-transient-connections-in-dynamic.html" target="_blank">https://creative-constellation.blogspot.com/2023/07/476-transient-connections-in-dynamic.html</a></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Years have passed but the memories of Naman which Riya
had stored in her brain had never faded exponentially. After two years, while
browsing social media, Riya found a profile picture in which Naman was there with
another girl. Later, when going into the profile, to see the exact thing, she
found that Naman was married to someone from his surrounding who was elder than
him in age and did not belong to his caste as well. Riya got shocked to find
that whatever he told his criteria to Riya for marriage, did not match his
present situation. She was pretty sure that she was being cheated by him in
real sense. In order to vent out her feeling she started journaling her
feelings in form of a letter she wrote. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: red; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">To the Cheater, (Here cheater is indicated
to Naman)<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">I don’t know whether you would read this article or
not. I thank you for leaving my side in the worst phase of my life because I
got to know the real version of you then. Some people stay in one’s side when
things are merely perfect and leave when things fall apart. You did the same
and proved that you are no different than those “some people” who wanted to
bring a positive change to my life ironically. I did not like the way you had
ghosted me without clarifying the reason. Though I had tried to contact you
several times to sort out the issue but everything was in vain. The sudden
disappearance of you like a chemical reactant giving out the product was
unpredictable for me. The last words of our conversation is still intact to my
brain that it’s better to stay single than to marry. And see, what you did. To
complete your motive, you searched someone from your surrounding and get
hitched as quickly as possible as if what I did to you were fruitless. The
interesting part is that the that girl neither satisfies your criteria (that
you had described me) nor your family. Even it’s the game of upper age as well.
It had wowed me the moment your picture with her in one of the social media
platforms flashed before my eyes. It hurt me the moment I saw both of you because
I felt the commitments that you had made to me are being fulfilled with her. I
know that she is more qualified, but does that make one change the partner
soon. If this is the case, then you would be keep on changing partners for life
and I am pretty sure that will happen. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Somewhere in my heart, I fell a stone has been
removed. I feel free now because I wanted to go back to sort things out and
always wanted to think that whatever has happened it was because of my fault. You
know, it’s very difficult to stay with a regret. But, see god has saved me
again by showing me the true side. Sometimes past moments do flash in my eyes.
But, I have also learned to move on. I agree to the fact that, I learned it a
bit late. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Being a writer, I like to express my emotions through
my words. That’s what I am doing right now. I am not sure whether the words
would reach to you in anyway. But I congratulate you for whatever you have done
in your personal and professional front. May you feel the same agony; I have
experienced because of you. I know that there is something called Karma and It
is very powerful. I just want you to see my comeback in my area soon. May be
then you would realise what a gem you have lost in your life. Till then, enjoy
your phony world. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">RIYA <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Now,
it’s up to readers to think that was it right for Naman to leave Riya because
he found someone more suitable than her from his surrounding? Was love of Riya
not enough for him?<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><o:p><b> Stay tuned for part 3</b></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><o:p><b><br /></b></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">SWETA SARANGI<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">21-01-2024<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><br /><p></p>Sweta Sarangihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10151972996001466196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533762323942410832.post-70041061281964185022023-11-30T19:15:00.001+05:302023-11-30T19:15:11.785+05:30#486 What a lazy day looks like to me<p> <u style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #548235; font-family: "Bauhaus 93"; font-size: 28.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: #548235; mso-style-textfill-fill-colortransforms: lumm=75000; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: accent6; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;">What
a lazy day looks like to me</span></u></p><p><span style="text-align: justify;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLqwDy1rh5gB79DGWeIWqyPKg9J3C4luxzMk4km0vToC_vUkxjbMOou6f-zNJ88bofBGSP1ORn6_cK1w365dAVfuY4Mz-Ohc9fhkMlCTEgQ9_BhjOrHH6SI9qChaGhHWR9zejpchSTtwc051K4nwNuAlufs_0X69zzcuswK7CjXfFm2I1H9RdAUYZdw7E/s1080/BlogChatterBlogHop_Week4Nov.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLqwDy1rh5gB79DGWeIWqyPKg9J3C4luxzMk4km0vToC_vUkxjbMOou6f-zNJ88bofBGSP1ORn6_cK1w365dAVfuY4Mz-Ohc9fhkMlCTEgQ9_BhjOrHH6SI9qChaGhHWR9zejpchSTtwc051K4nwNuAlufs_0X69zzcuswK7CjXfFm2I1H9RdAUYZdw7E/w640-h640/BlogChatterBlogHop_Week4Nov.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Poppins, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span style="background-color: #d5a6bd;">This post is a part of <a href="http://www.theblogchatter.com" target="_blank">Blogchatter Blog Hop</a></span><span style="background-color: white;">. </span></span></span></td></tr></tbody></table></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: .5in;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Before I start writing anything, I would first like to
thank the team of BlogChatter for coming up with a lot of innovative prompts
with the help of which I can conquer my writing block. From this week’s <b>#BlogChatterBlogHop</b>,
I have selected the prompt “<i><span style="background: teal; color: white; mso-highlight: teal; mso-themecolor: background1;">A blogger on a lazy day</span></i>” for mainly
two reasons; <b>First</b>, I qualify to consider myself a blogger after blogging
for a decade. <b>Second</b>, I’ve been idling around for some time recently,
just being cozied up in my cocoon during these snowy Nordic winter days. I want
to slow down a bit and enjoy this process of my existence and evolution as my life
turned extremely hectic a few months ago. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"> <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"> Picking
up a day from one of my recent lazy days, I usually get up between 7:30 am and 8
am as it’s winter here in Finland and the sun rises around 8:40 am and before that,
it’s pitch-dark black all around. So, I can proudly say that I wake up before sunrise
or can I call it a <i>Finnish Brahma Muhurta</i>? Jokes apart! So, for me, a
lazy day essentially doesn’t exclude any work, but it includes moments to relax
mentally by not worrying much about my career or future or giving time to
activities that I enjoy doing. <i>Note: A married woman’s life can’t be devoid
of any work, there’s always a schedule of household chores to perform. </i>After
performing some usual household chores like cleaning, setting up the rooms, and
cooking, I sit on the armchair in my favorite spot in the drawing room with a cup
of hot chocolate and a book. I also watch some movies or videos on YouTube for
entertainment. I enjoy reading eBooks on my iPad where I also take notes. These
days, I’ve been learning to play the Ukulele, so I’m trying my hand at Ukulele.
I experiment with this stringed instrument which I have yearned to play for a
long time. I try to get the chords for some Bollywood songs by hit and trials and
note them down in a notebook which I refer to while recording the songs. I upload
these recordings in my quite-recently-created-Instagram-Account; <a href="https://www.instagram.com/swar_symphony/?hl=en">swar_symphony</a>. I also
collaborate with singers all over the world on <a href="https://www.smule.com/SwatiSarangi">Smule app</a>. I feel that anything
that one creates makes her happy and confident. I would sometimes surf for different
contents or invitations for writing on different prompts to keep my blog alive.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"> I
wonder what life without any work would look like. After crossing the carefree
stage of life that of a student, I am into the next phase of life; that’s
married life which comes with some T&C and some responsibilities. I can
never think of getting rid of the repetitive household chores as it has taught
me to be more disciplined and gain control over the mind which always gives me numerous
excuses not to do it. At the end of the day, I feel content to reflect on my
day and feel grateful for my family and friends.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 7.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">All rights reserved!<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 7.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Swati Sarangi<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 7.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">30.11.2023</span></p>Swati Sarangihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05734949713168712964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533762323942410832.post-56435409830291753092023-11-27T04:31:00.005+05:302023-11-28T15:07:37.919+05:30#485 On the bus ride home<p> <b style="text-align: justify;"><u><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #548235; font-family: "Bauhaus 93"; font-size: 36pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: #548235; mso-style-textfill-fill-colortransforms: lumm=75000; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: accent6; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;">On
the bus ride home</span></u></b></p><p><b style="text-align: justify;"><u></u></b></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxMaF6V7Gh9udlAWRD9SjuPZY6F-CqfLHFFPs4-BZhtzpzPnxO6bw_Ru7Ef63_b5dRxPL6by7VqAMW2alSIWywwhvlhqCiz8r5nmAIaJKv2masHDDhJ4bk3WHUzkt0isBjaGDDJBvH1n9-_CsUq3RKFcxHo0UdghD7gXM1u6Ss7Us1ZQ7XL3L5kFJkbYc/s1280/bus_ride.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1280" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxMaF6V7Gh9udlAWRD9SjuPZY6F-CqfLHFFPs4-BZhtzpzPnxO6bw_Ru7Ef63_b5dRxPL6by7VqAMW2alSIWywwhvlhqCiz8r5nmAIaJKv2masHDDhJ4bk3WHUzkt0isBjaGDDJBvH1n9-_CsUq3RKFcxHo0UdghD7gXM1u6Ss7Us1ZQ7XL3L5kFJkbYc/s320/bus_ride.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Source: Google Images<br /><a href="http://www.theblogchatter.com" style="background-color: #04ff00;" target="_blank">This post is a part of Blogchatter Blog Hop</a><a href="http://www.theblogchatter.com" style="background-color: #ffa400;" target="_blank"> </a></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">On
the bus ride home, I met an old woman. Even though she was a stranger to me,
that brief meeting invoked a lot of familiar emotions within me. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">If
I try to recall that incident more vividly, it was exactly a month ago, to be precise.
Since the arrival of autumn, the days in Finland have shrunk to a few hours and
the darkness engulfs the rest of the day quite early, as early as 4 pm. After
shopping at a nearby mall, I boarded the bus to my home. After a few stops, I
found an elderly lady boarding the bus. When she came closer to where I sat, I
could observe her face more intensely, for a moment I felt that I met my grandmother
whom I lost 2 years ago to COVID; same smile, complexion, and blue bulging-out
nerves over her pale, speckled hands. Myriads of memories with her flashed in front
of my eyes and my mind started an age-old conversation with her about the tales
that were untold or left to be told after our last meeting. I wanted to draw her attention towards me, but
alas language was the barrier. Yes, I reminded myself that I was living in a
foreign land.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">I
wouldn’t have let her go, simply like that, it was what my mind compelled me
but then it countered with logic explaining the reality that I neither have
time nor knowledge of the language to explain my emotions. Suddenly, an idea
crossed my mind. I quickly took out my mobile and sought the help of the Google
translator. I initiated the conversation by writing the sentences in English
and letting the software translate them into Finnish. To understand her reply, the
voice translator option came to my rescue. After an exchange of some 4-5 Finnish-English
sentences, she prepared to leave as her destination arrived. I wondered if she
would ever look back to bid me bye, but she didn’t! She just moved forward with
the luggage she had by providing a subtle hint to me to move forward in my life
too with whatever responsibilities I have right now in my life.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">For
her, I was just another stranger/foreigner she met randomly, or she might
probably never recall me but for me, she was like a bridge between my past and present.
I felt as if the bus was the time machine that dragged me to wonderful and fond
memories of my past. I wished she had looked back once to wave me the last goodbye!</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">All Rights Reserved<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Swati Sarangi<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">26.11.2023</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span face=""Calibri Light",sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">P.S.: I dedicate this article to my late
paternal grandmother with whom I had a wonderful connection. She left for
heavenly abode in 2021 due to COVID and none of our family members [as almost
all of them tested COVID+ve] could bid her goodbye. I can never repay the debt
that I owe to her. I pray that wherever her soul is, may she be at divine peace
and merge into the ultimate spiritual consciousness! Om Shanti!</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span face=""Calibri Light",sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Edit: This post is a <b>TOP BLOG</b> at BlogChatter.</span></p>
<a href="https://www.theblogchatter.com/blogrolls/reative-onstellation-485-on-the-bus-ride-home" title="✰¢reative ¢onstellation✰: #485 On the bus ride home"><img alt="Top post on Blogchatter" border="0" src="https://www.theblogchatter.com/public/top_bloggers.png" style="border: none; display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="150" /></a>Swati Sarangihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05734949713168712964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533762323942410832.post-61109027183482648762023-11-24T18:27:00.007+05:302023-11-30T17:29:38.380+05:30#484 To the years gone by<p> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: x-large;">To
the years gone by </span><span style="font-size: 16pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt;">It is a
summary of all the years that had passed by and the lessons learned.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghHpN1wpc3YOIyKsMCsChyphenhyphenravussQKaJj4uPmk_9hLhlYb9rrGCKN2TqtKHZD6tA608aU0fCTwCv4JRvm-vHBP-BG7hPzKfC6s4_dG8M8FyyBx6RhcsDmCyS0I5ii2CNkf77_68MSEtWA-drOMfK5ynfK0bRN9GwjiotKkeeIe-MNQthyphenhyphenHG4uSB6aZt5s/s640/grateful.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="319" data-original-width="640" height="218" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghHpN1wpc3YOIyKsMCsChyphenhyphenravussQKaJj4uPmk_9hLhlYb9rrGCKN2TqtKHZD6tA608aU0fCTwCv4JRvm-vHBP-BG7hPzKfC6s4_dG8M8FyyBx6RhcsDmCyS0I5ii2CNkf77_68MSEtWA-drOMfK5ynfK0bRN9GwjiotKkeeIe-MNQthyphenhyphenHG4uSB6aZt5s/w419-h218/grateful.jpg" width="419" /></a></div><br /><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">2020:</span></b><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"> This year started with a piece of positive news i.e. engagement
of my sister, followed by her marriage in March. The worst phase started with
the announcement of the lockdown in India on March 20, 2020. This was completely a
new scenario to handle both at the physical and mental levels. We were baffled by
the news of the number of deaths increasing day by day and reaching its peak. My
work was equally affected and I was contemplating each day how to overcome it.
Each night was difficult to pass. The feeling of restlessness by not doing what
I was supposed to do, had made me miserable. My PhD work, which was experimental, got affected severely. This year went into lockdown mode by staying at home and
getting all kinds of bad news. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">2021:</span></b><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"> This year was even worse than the previous year, I
had never anticipated. I had to drop out of my PhD in mid-way. This was the
most difficult decision I had ever made till now. My father was retired from
his job and had to shift to his hometown. After we all reached our hometown, I
got the news of the illness of my grandmother. She was hospitalized then. She went
through surgery at the age of eighty and going through surgery was very
painful as she was not given anesthesia during the operation. Then the second wave of
Corona hit hard. All the family members were diagnosed as Corona positive. My
father, my grandmother, and my elder uncle were rushed to hospital for treatment
of corona due to their critical condition. They were not able to breathe properly.
My father had surgery where there was the implantation of a pacemaker in his heart (which
would regulate the heartbeat) just before the coronavirus hit him. We were broken both
financially and mentally. We did not know that we had to go through a lot this year. One of my very personal life decisions turned out to be not favorable.
Soon, after a few days, we were relieved because my uncle and father both returned home safely from the coronal shelter. We were waiting for my grandmother, but alas she
never came back. It was our misfortune that we could not even bid her goodbye in her last breath. This was a shock for our entire family. It was very
difficult for me to process such miserable events just one after the other. I
was jobless as well as hopeless. Everything seemed to be just blurred. There
was no sign of a bright future. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Soon after I
recovered from Corona, I was hit by dengue which lasted for about twenty days
making me weak physically and mentally. I had no option except to suffer,
suffer and suffer. I was eagerly waiting for some happenings in my life. I got
a job nearby as I was not in a condition to relocate due to my poor condition
of health. I continued working there for few months. I started regaining my
trust and confidence once again. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">2022:</span></b><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"> This year arrived with a few marriage proposals for
me. I had in confusion to select which one would be best for me. I took help of
my family members in making decision for my life partner as it was going to be an
arranged marriage. Finally, after interacting with few proposals, I made my
mind to marry the person. I had to leave my job because I had to shift to
another city after my marriage. I started adjusting with the family. I made
many changes within me to please the members of my husband’s family. But all
were in vain. They were always into finding faults of mine. His mother whom I
treated like my mother, never treated me as his daughter. She had issues with
every little thing as she would compare her daughters with me which is
completely wrong. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And I have never found
my husband resolving any kind of family dispute. He preferred moving out of
the place when any problem arrived. He was an escapist by nature. The love and
affection I have never received from him which he had always promised to give
during his conversation before marriage. There were many promises made which
were never fulfilled such as moving to the place where his company was located
soon after marriage. I suffered a lot here. I had no freedom to do what I felt
like doing. I was never appreciated for singing, painting or writing. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">2023:</span></b><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"> I thought that with time, all these issues would
resolve as time heals everything. But, it all depends on the mindset of the person.
Marriage is a two-way process. It’s never the sacrifice of one who has withstood
the institution called marriage. The cruelty and violence continued for a few months. In the meantime, I have got another job and started working
virtually.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">This year is going
to end with a month in hand. I want to thank all those people who stood with me
like a pillar of support, by not leaving my side. Things were extremely
difficult but because of their support, I could navigate these years.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: red; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">I want
to scribble down the lessons that I have learned from all the struggles that I
went through-<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="background: yellow; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-highlight: yellow;">1. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You should
never emotionally get attached to a person until you are very sure that he/ she
is the right one.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="background: yellow; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-highlight: yellow;">2. You know your worth. No one has the ability to
define your worth.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="background: yellow; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-highlight: yellow;">3. Love yourself as much as you can, then only you can
love others in a real sense.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="background: yellow; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-highlight: yellow;">4. It doesn’t matter what others say. It’s your life
and live it in your terms.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="background: yellow; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-highlight: yellow;">5. Truth always triumphs even if it takes longer time
to show its true nature.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="background: yellow; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-highlight: yellow;">6. Time heals every pain. So, when you are in pain,
give time to heal.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="background: yellow; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-highlight: yellow;">7. Nothing comes easy to anyone; it may seem easy but
it’s always challenging. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="background: yellow; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-highlight: yellow;">8. Never leave side of your parents, they know you
better than anyone else. Believe them and respect their decisions.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="background: yellow; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-highlight: yellow;">9. Hobbies are your real friends. Hobbies make you utilize
your time better and provide you inner satisfaction.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="background: yellow; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-highlight: yellow;">10. When things don’t go the way you want, connect to
the universe or god. You will definitely grow spiritually.</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #44546a; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-themecolor: text2;">SWETA SARANGI<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #44546a; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-themecolor: text2;">24-11-2023<o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #44546a; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-themecolor: text2;"><br /></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2vYwdhqFAVlbDYqLbVvRMhS3Z6kI25Fq9cmwZD-TVfcBHXCuSS0KK9k74XWkVHvhZ6As-xS5KBMBeskvezG-UJMBa_phQNs2Ojq_Dq_yUMCBEvNrAII2_NMWzbFAQWHBN4WkP1Kt6vcbQwDkoYEFc2JGhhj-NWwbpHGCpsbxvzVGLTwJWG_BMlfwAHBY/s312/top%20post.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="312" data-original-width="276" height="179" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2vYwdhqFAVlbDYqLbVvRMhS3Z6kI25Fq9cmwZD-TVfcBHXCuSS0KK9k74XWkVHvhZ6As-xS5KBMBeskvezG-UJMBa_phQNs2Ojq_Dq_yUMCBEvNrAII2_NMWzbFAQWHBN4WkP1Kt6vcbQwDkoYEFc2JGhhj-NWwbpHGCpsbxvzVGLTwJWG_BMlfwAHBY/w158-h179/top%20post.png" width="158" /></a></b></div><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #44546a; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-themecolor: text2;"><br /></span></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><o:p> P.S: This post is a top post in blogchatter.</o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj30g55zU8KR8f7jLTACJX5INnkfPyYZnSdWFISeEVpKau9Xb2hCp6IBqP5LwudzwJoQODjhGagYPg_Y-nfJQq1Qhh5RvIomAAC0eddr8OkmumcTZ4VAVzsKwKz3Kl4N5QgO2sMu1k1w7ycrLOUKgALHR77Z6q2FnxhLRXDZlRWwunCZdE7vY-QMvXcNLc/s1080/blogchatter_winner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj30g55zU8KR8f7jLTACJX5INnkfPyYZnSdWFISeEVpKau9Xb2hCp6IBqP5LwudzwJoQODjhGagYPg_Y-nfJQq1Qhh5RvIomAAC0eddr8OkmumcTZ4VAVzsKwKz3Kl4N5QgO2sMu1k1w7ycrLOUKgALHR77Z6q2FnxhLRXDZlRWwunCZdE7vY-QMvXcNLc/s320/blogchatter_winner.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"><br /></p>Sweta Sarangihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10151972996001466196noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533762323942410832.post-51860096145380908752023-10-18T21:41:00.001+05:302023-10-18T21:41:52.358+05:30#483 Finalist of SwarSangeet Asha-Lata Solo Singing Competition Smule<p> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG9hwOvXcSJHgiCzVT8xjhyIUM7XHNVYSfd3rXsguHe2hIy-OYvTD4xUfM6ny5SRhcH6BdpZYn14bHfpRl6I3DcWtBOmxM8vlBXIc5AtCjklgUUka8OUVNC-y4LjKpV7hEupbaw3lxviyDhCPvi0CST1UX5koPBcOqWJrSy6wBNRMjwsW5TIW1GwhCr7o/s1254/SwarSangeetFinalist_Certificate.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="886" data-original-width="1254" height="452" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG9hwOvXcSJHgiCzVT8xjhyIUM7XHNVYSfd3rXsguHe2hIy-OYvTD4xUfM6ny5SRhcH6BdpZYn14bHfpRl6I3DcWtBOmxM8vlBXIc5AtCjklgUUka8OUVNC-y4LjKpV7hEupbaw3lxviyDhCPvi0CST1UX5koPBcOqWJrSy6wBNRMjwsW5TIW1GwhCr7o/w640-h452/SwarSangeetFinalist_Certificate.png" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qQ5PcUfcHLA" target="_blank">Listen to my entry here</a></td></tr></tbody></table><br /></p>Swati Sarangihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05734949713168712964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533762323942410832.post-19427803995131892742023-09-16T20:10:00.005+05:302023-09-16T20:44:05.428+05:30#482 Nurturing healthy habits with family<p> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Nurturing
healthy habits with family<o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><br /></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><a href="https://www.mindmeister.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2018/10/Habits-1024x512.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="800" height="233" src="https://www.mindmeister.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2018/10/Habits-1024x512.png" width="505" /></a></b></div><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> Image Courtesy: Google image</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><br /></span></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 7.5pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #1f1f1f; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-IN;">"Habits are
the invisible wires that move us." - George Bernard Shaw<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span style="background: white; color: #1f1f1f; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">Habits are the routines and behaviors that we
perform on a regular basis, often without consciously thinking about them. They
can be good or bad, but they all have a powerful impact on our lives.</span><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span style="background: white; color: #1f1f1f; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">Good habits can help us to achieve our goals,
improve our health and well-being, and live more fulfilling lives. For example,
the habit of exercising regularly can help us to lose weight, reduce our risk
of chronic diseases, and boost our mood. The habit of eating healthy foods can
help us to maintain a healthy weight and reduce our risk of chronic diseases.
And the habit of getting enough sleep can help us to improve our concentration,
productivity, and overall health.</span><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span style="background: white; color: #1f1f1f; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">Bad habits, on the other hand, can hold us back
from achieving our goals and living our best lives. For example, the habit of
procrastinating can lead to missed deadlines and missed opportunities. The
habit of overeating can lead to weight gain and health problems. And the habit
of smoking can lead to cancer, heart disease, and other serious health problems.</span><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span style="background: white; color: #1f1f1f; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">For me habits play a very important role in
shaping my day. Here, I am penning down the routine that I follow in form of
habits regularly with my family.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span style="background: white; color: #1f1f1f; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"><b>1- Wake up early:</b> I get up early in the morning
followed by taking bath and performing the ritual of praying to God.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span style="background: white; color: #1f1f1f; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"><b>2- Having breakfast and lunch together:</b> I am
blessed that I live in a joint family where we have a custom of having
breakfast, lunch and dinner together over the dining table. We discuss many
issue together while eating and enjoy the food together.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span style="background: white; color: #1f1f1f; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"><b>3-Helping my mother in cooking:</b> My mother cooks
well. But, I feel privilege to help her in cooking. I ask her out the menu for
the lunch previously and cut the vegetables. I prepare the masalas and curry
also. It not only reduces the burden over her but also helps in saving time.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span style="background: white; color: #1f1f1f; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"><b>4-Going for an evening walk:</b> I go for an evening
walk daily with my father. We daily cover around 4-5 km. It makes us feel
energetic and active. Evening walk is the most exciting habit that I follow.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span style="background: white; color: #1f1f1f; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"><b>5-Meditation:</b> I like to do meditation in my free
time, as it ceases the thought process to zero. It also relaxes mind and
energizes the soul. I like to follow mantra meditation.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span style="background: white; color: #1f1f1f; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">Habits make us feel connected to ourselves in a
number of ways. So, why not nurture healthy habits to stay fit and fine. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;">#HealthyHabitsWithHappinetz</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span style="background: white; color: #1f1f1f; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"><b>SWETA SARANGI<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span style="background: white; color: #1f1f1f; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"><b>16-9-2023</b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>Sweta Sarangihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10151972996001466196noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533762323942410832.post-8288716503513312972023-09-15T08:25:00.002+05:302023-09-15T08:25:25.325+05:30#481 Bonding <p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><u><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Bonding<o:p></o:p></span></u></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><u></u></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><u><a href="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/dc/7f/61/dc7f6122ff557f347513eac0b2adfefb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="459" data-original-width="450" height="234" src="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/dc/7f/61/dc7f6122ff557f347513eac0b2adfefb.jpg" width="282" /></a></u></div><u><br /></u><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Once upon a time, there lived two creatures named Mr. Fool
and Ms. Phool in a planet called “Andromeda”. They were dissatisfied with their
daily chores as they were going through lots of situations which were out of
their control. In order to feed their minds with relevant answers to the
questions, they wanted to visit different heavenly bodies in universe. The
condition was that wherever they found happiness and peace, they would settle
there. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">While roaming around the universe, they found a
celestial body which was estimated to be around 4.543 billion years old and
having a radius of about 6371km. It looked blue and often referred as ‘blue
planet’ due to its abundant water, with approximately 70.8% surface covered by
oceans. It was a planet called earth which was rich in flora and fauna with
abundant natural beauty. It has a very close connection with sun and moon. Both
of these creatures got attracted to the beauty of planet earth, its day and
night, seasonal changes, vibrant colours around and made their mind to visit it.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">They met a very fascinating creature called ‘owl’. It
has distinctive appearance, including a large, broad head, upright stance and
binocular vision. It has the ability to locate prey by sound. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It has feathers adapted for silent flight. The
uniqueness it had, the ability to rotate the head to 360 degrees. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Mr
Fool:</span></b><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"> Hi Owl, we want
to be friends with you and wish to know more about earth.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Owl:</span></b><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"> Hi everyone!! Welcome to earth. Earth is a lovely
place to stay in. We enjoy living here. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Ms Phool:</b> Are you happy here?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Owl:</span></b><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"> Of course, yes!! For me happiness is spending time
with my family and navigating this sky. I am a nocturnal bird, so I like to
stay awake and active mostly at night. Happiness is all about enjoying little
moments in life at present without thinking much about future. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Ms
Phool:</span></b><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"> I am amazed to
know about your viewpoint on happiness.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Mr
Fool:</span></b><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"> What do love and
bonding mean to you?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Owl:</span></b><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"> Love is a most important part of happiness which is
run through a two-way junction- give and take. Foundation of love is sacrifice from
which happiness manifests. Let me explain it with an incidence. I saw a pair of
pigeons in brilliant mood. My heart brimmed with joy and laughter by seeing
them. I saw them making their shelter out of straws over a flower pot. Both
toiled throughout the day for collection of straws in their tiny break. I felt
so obliged to see them making their shelter day by day. Then came the role of
mother pigeon to lay eggs over the shelter. Father pigeon would take care of
the eggs as well. These eggs got hatched and squabs came out one by one. It was
the day a joy for the birds.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">There was a cat nearby, which was constantly keeping
an eye over the squabs. One day the same cat fought with father and mother
pigeons to eat those squabs. The fight kept on continuing, in the end both
father and mother pigeons gave their life for their kids but it was too late
and the small squabs became the pray of cat. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">The entire family unified for happiness, grow for
happiness and end their life for fighting for happiness together.That was very
painful to watch. But I could not help except seeing the entire incidence. I
found the love and bonding between these two pigeons was the main lesson to
learn.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Both Mr Fool and Ms Phool got emotional on listening
to the entire story. They understood the real meaning of life and decided to settle
in planet earth forever. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">SWETA SARANGI<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">15-9-2023<o:p></o:p></span></p>Sweta Sarangihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10151972996001466196noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533762323942410832.post-65009837327010510222023-09-13T23:13:00.007+05:302023-09-13T23:27:06.662+05:30#481 Habits for a lifetime<p> <b style="text-align: justify;"><u><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #70ad47; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 106%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Habits
for a lifetime</span></u></b></p><p><b style="text-align: justify;"><u></u></b></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGPQpufpALSny0vpg_Yp-MNSM0InEZuvYgVI_62vp2ydY1meEDUY2yDc__GqFvj3mhvSOjrRDxhKye8ZJG05xuUIYJWOQwd6qmL9k7x9rAGHpMQ3TTQ2B2Am-Aggeavwert7Hp88WcR11eZziCXGSxqhF-XyU0b4P3MlzOGc7AVj3LmG0oB4W3PBxVP78/s294/habits1.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="171" data-original-width="294" height="233" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGPQpufpALSny0vpg_Yp-MNSM0InEZuvYgVI_62vp2ydY1meEDUY2yDc__GqFvj3mhvSOjrRDxhKye8ZJG05xuUIYJWOQwd6qmL9k7x9rAGHpMQ3TTQ2B2Am-Aggeavwert7Hp88WcR11eZziCXGSxqhF-XyU0b4P3MlzOGc7AVj3LmG0oB4W3PBxVP78/w400-h233/habits1.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Source: Google Images</td></tr></tbody></table><b style="text-align: justify;"><u><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #70ad47; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 106%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><br /></span></u></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 106%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">There
has been much emphasis on social media regarding building habits rather than
chasing goals. I strongly agree with this statement. Chasing goals might bring
disappointment when it is not attained but building habits is more about adopting
positive practices every day without stressing over the result. The result from
a habit on a daily basis is negligible but the compounding effect of habit over
a span of time is profound. Having said this, I would like to share my story of
building habits and the reward that it has provided me.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><b><u><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 106%;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Learning
a new language</span><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></u></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><b><u></u></b></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKNfsGK4XyMm5BQSX6h2hY85zycfBScY8k8-u-pqpsjTididGjDP8dYhv9h2O2TldNDMTmsUDjNmi8_xRtMzxMdyo39Bn18cDFySl6-U35XP_fruJlHVX8pkOfc9FyYmjv3kEWGqlLvLs2qyYNNN9EUDtm8czzNN3pgzqwpOjZlWYC9xApI2efdPBLheE/s1280/DuolingoGerman.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="680" data-original-width="1280" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKNfsGK4XyMm5BQSX6h2hY85zycfBScY8k8-u-pqpsjTididGjDP8dYhv9h2O2TldNDMTmsUDjNmi8_xRtMzxMdyo39Bn18cDFySl6-U35XP_fruJlHVX8pkOfc9FyYmjv3kEWGqlLvLs2qyYNNN9EUDtm8czzNN3pgzqwpOjZlWYC9xApI2efdPBLheE/w400-h213/DuolingoGerman.png" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Souce: Google Images<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><b><u><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 106%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><br /></span></u></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 106%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">I
have been learning German for over 2.5 years on Duolingo App. This could be possible
because of my intense desire for travel and an urge to alleviate boredom. Let
me elaborate on it a bit more. Somewhere, during my Masters, I came across the
fact that the German Passport is the most powerful one in the sense that it
gives the owner access to travel maximum countries in the world. When I
researched further, I got to know that to acquire a German passport, one must
be fluent in German. This planted the idea of learning German. Even though I
started with the task of installing the DuoLingo App on my mobile, I could not
be consistent during that time because of other engagements. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOOlzlRO99ITsX2ViJsRqEYB3vZCMPNxV6ar1peSG2_KpASsGCt2ePft8YHV6NC8LSL4xOlBEJVFvvHtd4x8vXFuvm4Upyb4MUiDqJ7c5k9L4tgO5GgbmH3WcSCOegR891BHZiRJ-ZwW_gcrqZfpA-6FGz2E1Dcoe8lJtRnY1cmL5jVBpf2fBD4g-fa0U/s1200/DuolingoGerman2.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="630" data-original-width="1200" height="210" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOOlzlRO99ITsX2ViJsRqEYB3vZCMPNxV6ar1peSG2_KpASsGCt2ePft8YHV6NC8LSL4xOlBEJVFvvHtd4x8vXFuvm4Upyb4MUiDqJ7c5k9L4tgO5GgbmH3WcSCOegR891BHZiRJ-ZwW_gcrqZfpA-6FGz2E1Dcoe8lJtRnY1cmL5jVBpf2fBD4g-fa0U/w400-h210/DuolingoGerman2.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Source: Google Images<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 106%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Fast
forward to 3 years, I was lying on the bed of the isolation chamber of Princes
Margaret Hospital, Hong Kong after being detected as COVID-19 positive. There
was nothing else to do for the entire day. I started learning German from DuoLingo
App to get rid of the boredom. I tried devoting, on an average, 30 -45 minutes every
day to DuoLingo. Initially, it was a little boring as the pace of learning was
very slow and words were repeated in exercises. After 2.5 years of learning
regularly on the DuoLingo App, I realized the importance of repetition to improve
retentivity. For a solo learner like me, with no one to practice with, I needed
to repeat the words to get them absorbed in my memory permanently. Learning anything
new requires a lot of patience and perseverance but it’s worth all the effort.
Currently, I am on Day Strike – 759 and I also started learning Finnish a year
ago along with German. In this era full of distractions in social media, I am
proud to say that I devoted my time to something productive and I absolutely
enjoyed this journey.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><b><u><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 106%;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Meditating</span><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></u></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><b><u><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 106%;"></span></u></b></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGNszUYs7Ah3zBTwDyGPZnoNwwZN0CmIhEMYEmIpCcFUNtPk3jdjxtrRBigEjxG9y-ElOMhvrmFjtx1yoFS3D5ZOCMnh3Yzvl6hMNdSiE2QTFJ5WL8E9vaLGGHt46E5Ia8Yhu_EI9-gcjib3Iq_EGZRUmyoD8qeMH_YAfYtypk0mFcwkm0d_Bf8NvLLF0/s2048/habit_meditation.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="2048" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGNszUYs7Ah3zBTwDyGPZnoNwwZN0CmIhEMYEmIpCcFUNtPk3jdjxtrRBigEjxG9y-ElOMhvrmFjtx1yoFS3D5ZOCMnh3Yzvl6hMNdSiE2QTFJ5WL8E9vaLGGHt46E5Ia8Yhu_EI9-gcjib3Iq_EGZRUmyoD8qeMH_YAfYtypk0mFcwkm0d_Bf8NvLLF0/w400-h400/habit_meditation.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Souce : Google Images</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 106%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">I
am a beginner in meditation now. I started meditating a week ago, to be frank,
but I got highly benefitted by meditation during my school days. As a student,
I used to meditate regularly, and its results were reflected in my grades. Over
the years, I developed an ON-OFF relationship with meditation. I have realized to
implement a similar logic of learning with meditation. These days, I am not too
busy not to be able to take 10-20 minutes from my daily routine, for meditation.
When I am fully convinced of the long-term effects of meditation, why should
not I try to meditate to live in the present moment and focus on important
aspects of my life? As a beginner, I have started using Medito App for guided meditation
sessions and want to develop this habit by taking #30DaysOfMeditation challenge.
I am sure that, by the end of the 30<sup>th</sup> day, I will be able to meditate
without any external assistance.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><b><u><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 106%;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Self-care</span><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></u></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><b><u></u></b></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWcBVua18iQieREYGs65s3wdj3VNgocTvfRWzlmMDArt9E36vqjI2pRMPYOxmfD5IKRJwqPJwYi6r-cQoSx2wPL9dKi_X5SCKismynjZkYkdO1sK_9eDqBwHVDsIovJGejuSqnn_uOrwqt96z51Qf4UDpK0Fw2aDunuZWTqh8aDeELEAFcNBTC1yeFMps/s564/GratitudeWheel.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="564" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWcBVua18iQieREYGs65s3wdj3VNgocTvfRWzlmMDArt9E36vqjI2pRMPYOxmfD5IKRJwqPJwYi6r-cQoSx2wPL9dKi_X5SCKismynjZkYkdO1sK_9eDqBwHVDsIovJGejuSqnn_uOrwqt96z51Qf4UDpK0Fw2aDunuZWTqh8aDeELEAFcNBTC1yeFMps/w400-h400/GratitudeWheel.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Souce : Google Images</td></tr></tbody></table><b><u><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 106%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><br /></span></u></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 106%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">It
is important to take very good care of your mind and body. These days, I am
devoting a few minutes every day to my hobbies. I have always enjoyed hobbies
like reading, singing, writing, and painting. I feel that hobbies rejuvenate me
and help me to connect with my inner child. I make sure never to give myself
any excuse for not brushing my teeth twice or not exercising, even for 5
minutes. I am mindful of what I eat, read, and consume on the internet. I try
to breathe in fresh air and practice gratitude. I believe that the initiative for a healthy
and happy life in the future must be started from today.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG12uNrepRVZ1SiNk-Zt9_5pUW-Sq-l6twrW_HBG4yuMvH_wleWnlu_no38LOWuO8UtIhYJQ8-x3pRqu-gmAqpUUIOps1EksdoHBHlcD0rwFFOdSgqFHbw4b2BhiwUL1RzUGPoqFhHZedF1UVe6kpAMSiGF1Wv5weZNadwjr1j6-4iMi8YtlHBFX4uVwA/s736/motivation-and-habit.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="525" data-original-width="736" height="285" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG12uNrepRVZ1SiNk-Zt9_5pUW-Sq-l6twrW_HBG4yuMvH_wleWnlu_no38LOWuO8UtIhYJQ8-x3pRqu-gmAqpUUIOps1EksdoHBHlcD0rwFFOdSgqFHbw4b2BhiwUL1RzUGPoqFhHZedF1UVe6kpAMSiGF1Wv5weZNadwjr1j6-4iMi8YtlHBFX4uVwA/w400-h285/motivation-and-habit.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Source: Google Images</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 106%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Habits
can be regarded as tiny bit-sized practices done day in and day out. These
practices if continued for a lifetime, can have a life-changing experience.
There’s no denial in the fact that positive habits build a positive life and
who doesn’t want a life filled with happiness and prosperity?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 106%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="background-color: #fcff01; line-height: 106%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">#HealthyHabitsWithHappinetz</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 106%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">All Rights Reserved<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 106%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Swati Sarangi<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p> </o:p></p>Swati Sarangihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05734949713168712964noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533762323942410832.post-16606375311607161782023-08-22T19:45:00.002+05:302023-08-22T19:45:19.419+05:30#480 Rain and You<p> <span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span style="font-size: x-large;">Rain and You </span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgnOeMLozuD0m-pBA9cl0DlgvJ8_A2gfArXi5waIfgOhCBrtADJtIOgxP823ZGRI5UvGZyDXKBkUR4RrZ3yurCdAnJGYrXCJcJZyRoOxIbk7N-Ug0hpqjB0YtAyu5X3-Xgnw79D72rWVDS6Q5QwWz7G51NVdplbwGKhPXuNKPjozQMLqlEwIJmRUC8__-s" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="183" data-original-width="275" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgnOeMLozuD0m-pBA9cl0DlgvJ8_A2gfArXi5waIfgOhCBrtADJtIOgxP823ZGRI5UvGZyDXKBkUR4RrZ3yurCdAnJGYrXCJcJZyRoOxIbk7N-Ug0hpqjB0YtAyu5X3-Xgnw79D72rWVDS6Q5QwWz7G51NVdplbwGKhPXuNKPjozQMLqlEwIJmRUC8__-s" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">Sparkling rain drops </span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">Tickling over soil </span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">Soul healing petrichor</span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">Enchanting greenery</span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">Contemplating past</span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">Golden old carefree days</span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">Rainy day as a holiday</span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">Amusing pitter-patter </span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">Raincoats with wet shoes</span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">Shiny sunrays, prism hues</span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">Captivating rainbows</span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">Dancing peacocks</span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">With eye-catching feathers</span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">Bright little ladybirds crawling</span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">Mind composing songs</span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">Gone are those days</span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">where gadgets were less</span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">With more happiness</span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">Not a slave of technology</span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">To enjoy the beauty of nature.</span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">A hand stretches with </span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">An umbrella for me</span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">I look up, coming out of </span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">Old nostalgic memory lane</span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">It's you, want to enjoy</span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">Ecastacy of rain</span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">A kid in me, enlightened</span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-size: medium;">To experience drops of rain.</span></span></p><p><span><br /></span></p><p><span><br /></span></p><p><span><b>SWETA SARANGI</b></span></p><p><span><b>5-7-2019</b></span></p>Sweta Sarangihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10151972996001466196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533762323942410832.post-67258167233723220242023-08-16T21:16:00.004+05:302023-08-16T21:21:22.638+05:30#479 Freedom <h1 style="text-align: left;"> <span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span>Freedom</span></h1><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">I want to wish every reader of this blog, "a very happy independence day". "Independence" means without depending on anyone. It is a state of being free or without controlled by anyone or any country. </span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">The result of being independent is acquired through freedom. </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1f1f1f; font-family: times; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Freedom is the ability to live one's life according to one's own choices and beliefs, without interference from others. It is a fundamental human right that is essential for individual happiness and fulfillment. Freedom allows people to pursue their dreams, express their creativity, and make their own decisions about their lives.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #1f1f1f; font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space-collapse: preserve;">This poem is dedicated to all the things that "<b>Today, I wish</b>" which can be the manifestation of freedom. </span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidfeDw9rLzOuR85EWElQCW6boTe0D13o-t__9rtcKXjCSUOtXNXxYu79Z8s7uRAUD5iseh7ewLRdUV9ZbYJMP-PQBBqNuubLh5V1lct3FtYRxcSmg7UKGQGJ0jCapXmFpw4D88nMft5MWNqDVlT00n_Fzb5cgnH9okcFrBIhZmstk0stUNDpiCyZ5Wmzo/s1600/flag%20pic.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1325" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidfeDw9rLzOuR85EWElQCW6boTe0D13o-t__9rtcKXjCSUOtXNXxYu79Z8s7uRAUD5iseh7ewLRdUV9ZbYJMP-PQBBqNuubLh5V1lct3FtYRxcSmg7UKGQGJ0jCapXmFpw4D88nMft5MWNqDVlT00n_Fzb5cgnH9okcFrBIhZmstk0stUNDpiCyZ5Wmzo/s320/flag%20pic.jpg" width="265" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><h4 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">I wish, I were a bird flying very high<br /></span><span style="font-family: times;">Flapping wings to touch the sky.</span><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: times;">I wish, I were a candle that illuminates<br /></span><span style="font-family: times;">The prevalent darkness.</span><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: times;">I wish, I were a incense stick<br /></span><span style="font-family: times;">Spreading aroma that sense can pick.</span><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: times;">I wish, I were a mountain<br /></span><span style="font-family: times;">That stands rigid, tall and vibrant.</span><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: times;">I wish, I were a river flowing anonymously<br /></span><span style="font-family: times;">Giving life to a large vegetation instantly</span><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: times;">I wish I were a flute, my melody of music<br /></span><span style="font-family: times;">Percolates souls of every music maniac</span><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: times;">I wish, I were a beautiful flower<br /></span><span style="font-family: times;">Surrender myself for the devotional hours</span><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: times;">I wish, I were a national anthem<br /></span><span style="font-family: times;">That citizens hum with a rhythm.</span><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: times;">I wish, I were a book<br /></span><span style="font-family: times;">That binds the readers to its look</span><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: times;">I wish, I were a bell<br /></span><span style="font-family: times;">Chiming and awakening dead cells</span><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: times;">I wish, I were a dove<br /></span><span style="font-family: times;">Spreading peace across the globe</span><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: times;">Every animate and inanimate store<br /></span><span style="font-family: times;">Within an exceptional spark of glow<br /></span><span style="font-family: times;">Recognizing the worth of oneself<br /></span><span><span style="font-family: times;">Is the quintessence of being raw.</span></span></span></span></h4><div><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span style="background-color: #fcff01; font-family: times;"> P.S: This post is written for blogchatter.</span></span></span></span></div><div><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></span></span></div><div><span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span style="font-family: times;"><b>SWETA SARANGI</b></span></span></span></span></div><div><span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span style="font-family: times;"><b>16.08.2023</b></span></span></span></span></div>Sweta Sarangihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10151972996001466196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533762323942410832.post-30720863620143397802023-08-08T23:13:00.002+05:302023-08-08T23:13:15.180+05:30#478 What if the parallel universe existed?<p> <b style="text-align: justify;"><u><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #548235; font-size: 24.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: #548235; mso-style-textfill-fill-colortransforms: lumm=75000; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: accent6; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;">What if the parallel universe existed?</span></u></b></p><p><b style="text-align: justify;"><u></u></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b style="text-align: justify;"><u><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVQvm6OL4iMArSx4dNs8T3rPjTOh4X0R05K1q4Q5CWOBtB49hO6vVB75MQRBzTdtBLORhjQYeG7EbhU9c8R-4eL_US7yXFxC_94yMavWDJPVQAppQ5IU68NbvUvZljCQzaizqaPrzOFiudl3KVtDho3oBtWUk6m1zthPDFqqZRU2izM6QKWzMzwkg6nuE/s360/parallel_uni.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="240" data-original-width="360" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVQvm6OL4iMArSx4dNs8T3rPjTOh4X0R05K1q4Q5CWOBtB49hO6vVB75MQRBzTdtBLORhjQYeG7EbhU9c8R-4eL_US7yXFxC_94yMavWDJPVQAppQ5IU68NbvUvZljCQzaizqaPrzOFiudl3KVtDho3oBtWUk6m1zthPDFqqZRU2izM6QKWzMzwkg6nuE/w640-h426/parallel_uni.jpg" width="640" /></a></u></b></div><b style="text-align: justify;"><u><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #548235; font-size: 24.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: #548235; mso-style-textfill-fill-colortransforms: lumm=75000; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: accent6; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;"><br /></span></u></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: .5in;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">It
is said that the darkest hours generate the brightest ideas. So, here I am with
my laptop opened, definitely not in the darkest hours, after a long working day,
to pen down my thoughts which I wouldn’t let go. Nothing can be a better
alternative to channelize the chaos of my mind than letting thoughts run effortlessly.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: .5in;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Ever
wondered if a parallel universe ever existed? By parallel universe, I mean a
world where everything that you have had thought for yourself, exists. Imagine
yourself as a teenager who has just started daydreaming about events to happen
and things to possess. Would you be excited if you got everything in your life
that you wished for? Would your demands from life keep increasing or you give
yourself some time to absorb the grandeur of the moment which has given you
everything?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: .5in;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">As
you start growing up as a teenager, reality starts to make you realize its
presence by not fulfilling your every desire and taking you out of your
imagination. There can be two ways to realize the reality. One, by ruling out
the concept of a parallel universe, thereby accepting reality the way it is.
Thereby leaving no room for any anguish or resentment. Two, by imagining the occurrence
of favorable events in the parallel universe and living in the bliss of the
moment. Does this lift up your soul instantaneously or worsen your ability to return
to the real world? If the answer is yes, then the parallel universe surely
exists for you.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: .5in;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><br /></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Note:
No AI tool has been used in letting the thoughts come out of my mind and no AI tool
can ever be successful in doing so. <o:p></o:p></span></p>Swati Sarangihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05734949713168712964noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533762323942410832.post-38638396279642347262023-08-02T19:23:00.005+05:302023-08-02T21:48:45.353+05:30#477 Badlav<p> <b><span style="color: #800180;"> </span><span style="color: #800180; font-size: large;">बदलाव</span></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://whatfix.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2022/09/types-of-organizational-change-2.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="533" data-original-width="800" height="309" src="https://whatfix.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2022/09/types-of-organizational-change-2.png" width="528" /></a></div><p><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> Image Courtesy:Google</span><br /></p><p>बदलाव है ज़रूरी </p><p>ज़िन्दगी के हर पड़ाव में</p><p>कैसे है आगे बढ़ना </p><p>सिखाता है बदलाव |</p><p>बड़ा लम्बा है सफर</p><p>हर तरफ है कठिनाई</p><p>क्या कोई एक बार ही</p><p>पार कर सकता है तूफ़ान को?</p><p>बदलते हुए ऋतुओं में</p><p>ढल सकता है खुदको</p><p>समझौता कर सकता है</p><p>हर परिस्थिति में ?</p><p>ये सिर्फ और सिर्फ संभव है</p><p>बदलाव में |</p><p>खुदको बदलें में</p><p>हर मुश्किल को सामना करने में</p><p>चुनौतियों को स्वीकार करने में</p><p>और आगे प्रयास करने में |</p><p>न जाने कितने युवायें</p><p>फसें हैं अपने ज़िद में</p><p>खुद को अड़े रहने की ज़िद में</p><p>खुद को न बदल ने की ज़िद में |</p><p>अंत में चला जाता है</p><p>कीमती समय और उसके बोल</p><p>रह जाता है पश्चात्ताप | </p><p>बदलना है निश्चय ही </p><p>समय चक्र के साथ</p><p>निरंतर प्रयास से</p><p>ताकि बढ़ते रहे आगे</p><p>अपनी आकांक्षायों की ओर |</p><p><br /></p><p><b><span style="color: #cc0000;">SWETA SARANGI</span></b></p><p><b><span style="color: #cc0000;">2.08.2023</span></b></p>Sweta Sarangihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10151972996001466196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533762323942410832.post-25810386888879678052023-07-20T11:23:00.001+05:302023-08-04T10:02:33.451+05:30#476 Transient connections in dynamic world<p> </p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Transient Connections in dynamic world<o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><br /></span></b></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><a href="https://www.pinkvilla.com/images/2023-04/1186030478_shutterstock_725426836_1280*720.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="800" height="236" src="https://www.pinkvilla.com/images/2023-04/1186030478_shutterstock_725426836_1280*720.jpg" width="479" /></a></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Image Courtesy: Google </b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><br /></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><br /></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #cc0000;">Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. There are no resemblances in real life. If you find anything similar, then it is a pure coincidence. </span> </b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><br /></b></div><p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">PART
1<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">We encounter many people in our lives who are meant to
stay for a short period of time irrespective of the promises they make. This
often makes us question certain aspects of our life and search for many
oblivious reasons behind their short presence. Every one of us have experienced
this phase. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Riya, a girl from a modern society faced a heartbreak
which had made her question the existence of the relationship she had with a
guy named Naman. Though this relationship was destined for 2 years and virtual
yet it was so strong enough to make her feelings numb for couple of years. Even
music could not heal her, neither her art. Finally, she took the route of
spiritualism to heal her wound and found answers to her questions.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">How
did it all start?<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Naman, tall, handsome and qualified guy’s profile was
shortlisted by Riya from an online matrimonial website. That guy instantly
showed interest towards her and they started texting each other through a
social media. In no time, they exchanged their whatsapp number which is common
now-a-days. Riya informed about this guy to her parents and they all showed a
green signal to it and wanted to have a formal meeting to discuss about the
marriage proceedings. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">This all happened within the first month of their
interaction. Naman flew to Riya’s place to meet her family. He was excited as
well as nervous because Riya was financially more stable than him and she
belonged to a much more reputed family than him. It was all like a dream for
Riya to meet a qualified partner like Naman who would make her happy throughout
her life. She had butterflies in her stomach whenever she thought of Naman, she
had fallen for him literally. She had already started thinking about moving
ahead with him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>On meeting Naman for the
first time, she saw a spark in his eyes. That was an instant connection. They
had a formal talk and it was approved by both the families.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They started
talking virtually for about 10 months, after which they decided to get engaged
to each other. But Riya did not know about the ordeal that was associated with
the connection. Soon after they got engaged, corona hit hard followed by strict
lockdown. Still both of them were in contact virtually. Riya was slowly getting
pressure from professional front. Her job was at stake. She informed everything
she was going thorough to Naman in a hope that he would understand her. But it
was quite different. Eventually she got fired from the job. When Naman got to
know about it, he behaved in a different manner. The bond they initially shared
started weakening. Perhaps, Naman had found someone more suitable than Riya from
his surroundings. Riya started contemplating about her decision. She also got pressurized
to get married to Naman from her own family as they were already engaged. Naman
was not serious for marriage, as he did not provide any date for marriage when
asked by her. For him, it was just a marriage and a casual engagement, nothing
beyond that. For Riya, It was about her emotions and values that’s there inside
her heart. She was broken and confused about her life. Finally, she made it
clear that she would not move forward with Naman because there were few
mysteries which got unfolded in the entire story. Money was important factor behind
the fake love that Naman showed towards her. Naman had already got into an
affair during the lockdown which he hid to her. Naman had attraction towards
other girls as well. But in reality, the one who loves the most gets hurt the
most. It was for Riya to face the consequences. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">How
she dealt with the heartbreak?<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">The second lockdown was a nightmare for her. It not
only wiped away many people and relations form the world but also snatched her
grandmother from her. The news of demise of her grandmother and the agony of
not seeing her for the last moment made her go into the swirl of depression.
Each night seemed to be more painful and unbearable for her. She didn’t know
how many sleepless nights she had spent and how many more left to spend. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She
could use all her abilities to come out of this phase. But, it was all in vain.
Even her own therapy like music and art could not help her out. Music was
always associated with Naman and those memories would come alive when she used to
sing or listen to any music. Now she had stopped believing in a feeling called “love”.
<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Finally, she took the help of medication. It was a
trial and error phase of the doctors. The journey of 5mg to 650 mg of the
medication would exaggerate the feeling of sleepiness and nausea. But did she
have any other option? Perhaps, No. She mustered her courage and started rising
up after recovering from COVID and dengue form few months. She started looking
for other proposals for marriage because age was also racing and for a girl,
staying bachelor was a difficult situation. And when there is a hope, anything
is possible. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><o:p> </o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">She
could able to beat her depression through getting engaged in lots of activities
altogether. She joined an online course to upgrade her skill as well as she
started practicing meditation and journaling on a regular basis. She started
singing again and learnt Mandala painting and drew again. It was all therapeutic.
<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><o:p> </o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Stay
tuned for PART 2 <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><o:p> </o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">SWETA
SARANGI<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">20.07.2023
<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>Sweta Sarangihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10151972996001466196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533762323942410832.post-59667994184357135582023-05-23T20:15:00.000+05:302023-05-23T20:15:20.145+05:30#475 Significance of Vat Savitri <h1 style="text-align: left;"> <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Significance of Vat Savitri Puja</span></b></span></h1><div><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; text-align: justify;"><b><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://images.bhaskarassets.com/thumb/1800x1800/web2images/521/2020/05/20/vat-savitri-vrat-importance_1589983012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1800" height="345" src="https://images.bhaskarassets.com/thumb/1800x1800/web2images/521/2020/05/20/vat-savitri-vrat-importance_1589983012.jpg" title="Image Courtesy: Google" width="369" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;"> <span> </span><span> </span></span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Image Courtesy:Google </span><br /></b></span></div>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Vat Savitri Puja is one of the most auspicious
festivals celebrated in Odisha, Bihar, and Uttar Pradesh by Hindu married women. It
is observed on the Amavasya, which is the no-moon day, in the Hindu month of
Jyeshtha, which typically falls in May or June. It is also known as Savitri
Vrat or Savitri Amavasya. This year it was celebrated on 19th May. This was my
first Vat Savitri after marriage. So, I am going to share my experience of this
puja here.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I am always fascinated by the Hindu culture. It’s
indeed very vast and incredible. Every festival has a story associated with it
and a lot of lessons to learn from it. That’s the beauty of our culture. I have seen my mother following this puja's rituals so dedicatedly for years.
I have seen her keeping fast for my father throughout the day by eating only
fruits. As a child, I could not feel the intensity then until I followed those
rituals for my spouse. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The story of Savitri and Satyavan exemplifies the
power of love, dedication, and the strength of a wife's prayers. Vat Savitri
Puja is observed to honor this legend and celebrate the eternal bond between
husband and wife. Savitri (daughter of the king of Madra kingdom, Ashvapati) went
fell in love with a prince named Satyavan. Later she got to know that the
lifespan of Satyavan was short. His husband would die when she turned 13 years
which was just one year away. The Father of Savitri told him to not marry him but
she was determined to marry her love. Despite this, she married Satyavan and
devoted to him. When she was nearing 13 years, the very thought of the death of his
husband would haunt her day and night. She started performing rituals and
worshipping gods for well-being of her husband. One day, while Satyavan was
cutting wood in the forest, he suddenly collapsed due to the effects of his
destined fate. At that moment, Yama Raj, the Lord of Death, arrived to claim
Satyavan's soul. Savitri, followed Yama Raj as he carried Satyavan's soul away.
Impressed by her unwavering dedication, purity, and love for her husband, Yama
Raj offered her boons. Savitri asked for three boons. First, she wanted the
restoration of the eyesight of her father-in-law. Second, she asked for the kingdom
which her father-in-law had lost in a war. Third, she requested to be a mother
of hundred sons. Thus, through her devotion, determination, and intelligence,
Savitri succeeded in changing the course of fate and saving his beloved husband’s
life.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-size: medium;">My day started with waking up early in the morning and
taking a head shower. I started my ritual by visiting the temple to seek the
blessings of the almighty. I wore a new saree and put on all the accessories. I have a particular affinity for bangles. As a married woman, it’s an auspicious accessory to
put on with a saree. Then I moved forward
to take the blessing of my husband. I kept fast throughout the day. I consumed
only fruits and juice. As its scorching summer here, I felt less hungry throughout
the day. Altogether, it was a unique
experience for me. I prayed to god to bless him with good health, wealth, and
happiness throughout his life. May he get all the things he desires for. </span><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;">SWETA SARANGI<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;">23.05.203</span></b><o:p></o:p></span></p>Sweta Sarangihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09043361440422093740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533762323942410832.post-9405851314577161282023-05-07T21:42:00.000+05:302023-05-07T21:42:05.453+05:30#474 X-Mas 2022 - #BlogChatterA2Z <p> <u style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #70ad47; font-family: "Bauhaus 93"; font-size: 28.0pt; line-height: 105%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">X-Mas 2022</span></u></p><p><u style="text-align: justify;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNVxi5qgAzJ0kF9F6t9jwEhKPhYoFbmQlqgfL81Vs_gQUxqYIj0DAA2fMgHnF8FBB2L7CDDMPMRUeDTWGI4psTT1ku4WuFabI35KN6E__IWPHnFE9W5ADpzNF697W3_yQR8BwYWrnjjiiwPJEZiLLK0G7-nzafrTO_G_fHwj9RkQbCG_HJzwtyWZjb/s1080/X.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNVxi5qgAzJ0kF9F6t9jwEhKPhYoFbmQlqgfL81Vs_gQUxqYIj0DAA2fMgHnF8FBB2L7CDDMPMRUeDTWGI4psTT1ku4WuFabI35KN6E__IWPHnFE9W5ADpzNF697W3_yQR8BwYWrnjjiiwPJEZiLLK0G7-nzafrTO_G_fHwj9RkQbCG_HJzwtyWZjb/w400-h400/X.png" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #385723; font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">This post is a part of </span><a href="https://www.theblogchatter.com/" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;" target="_blank">#BlogchatterA2Z</a><span style="color: #385723; font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"> Challenge 2023.</span></td></tr></tbody></table></u></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">Recalling memories of Christmas,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">That were once part of life,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">In year 2022, witnessed white snow<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">As light as feathers, as if <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">Descending from heaven, <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">To make the earth glow,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">On silent dark winter nights,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">When the snow shone so brightly,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">Due to the faint like that moon spread,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">We marched out of our house,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">To celebrate Christmas amidst the crowd,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">In the heart of the city Helsinki,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">The tram dropped us at Cathedral,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">I remember my mobile showed a temperature<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">As low as -9 degrees Celsius,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">Wrapped up in fur coats and snow boots,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">We explored the flea market,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">Christmas tree, fairy lights, sound of
bells,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">Aroma from sweet delicacies all <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">Filled up the space, it was<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">Really a vacation to enjoy and<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">Shortly welcome a brand new year. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 7.0pt; line-height: 105%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">All Rights Reserved<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 7.0pt; line-height: 105%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Swati Sarangi<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 7.0pt; line-height: 105%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">29.04.2023</span><o:p></o:p></p>Swati Sarangihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05734949713168712964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533762323942410832.post-1286146050163249862023-05-07T21:20:00.003+05:302023-05-07T21:20:44.612+05:30#473 Zealous not jealous - #BlogChatterA2Z <p> <u style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #70ad47; font-family: "Bauhaus 93"; font-size: 28.0pt; line-height: 105%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Zealous not jealous</span></u></p><p><u style="text-align: justify;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNoiuA7f-QcjTW7PRfPrWdBhLkNSHp8EF1j7IA1N_Y7B3PTdpVOO3zd8XBw8rqujazl6IB4be_KNsiVYMfi71XgNXF22mHfS-BVO4DNlyRbookA-Cz6kznatC3kUZk074u8op1XZKgtjK3ncRc85WmZhMLoKSC2syRnvhD57HGsoNmmkvtb0qFrTjM/s1080/Z.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNoiuA7f-QcjTW7PRfPrWdBhLkNSHp8EF1j7IA1N_Y7B3PTdpVOO3zd8XBw8rqujazl6IB4be_KNsiVYMfi71XgNXF22mHfS-BVO4DNlyRbookA-Cz6kznatC3kUZk074u8op1XZKgtjK3ncRc85WmZhMLoKSC2syRnvhD57HGsoNmmkvtb0qFrTjM/w400-h400/Z.png" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #385723; font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">This post is a part of </span><a href="https://www.theblogchatter.com/" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;" target="_blank">#BlogchatterA2Z</a><span style="color: #385723; font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"> Challenge 2023.</span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /></u></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">Be zealous in life not,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">Jealous about other’s life,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">Or achievement or deeds,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">You have one life, a life<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">To whether be zealous<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">About your ambition or<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">Identify the sole passion,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">Or get swayed away by <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">Prevalent numerous distractions,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">It’s your life; just one life,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">Whether to focus on things,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">Or Emotions that you want to grow,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">Or let negativity cloud your perception,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">You have a life to make some wise choices,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">Choices that would decide your fate,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">Being zealous drives you closer <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">To the completion zone,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">While jealousy is a negative emotion,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">Clouding your creative vision,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">So, be zealous about your passions,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 105%;">Not jealous of other’s achievements.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 7.0pt; line-height: 105%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">02.05.2023</span><o:p></o:p></p>Swati Sarangihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05734949713168712964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4533762323942410832.post-61414647673506678232023-05-07T02:18:00.003+05:302023-05-07T02:18:19.413+05:30#472 Love - #BlogChatterA2Z<p> <b><u><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #70ad47; font-family: "Bauhaus 93"; font-size: 48.0pt; line-height: 103%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Love</span></u></b></p><p><b><u><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX1Ymmary0_i4pJNjNqiYEteZt-tCsNlhXqgAgD7hGo41E-8LXB9uKThxNcIkUGTpMAUXqbiQjwtknpDTNRCOiwIDemqDIaPmt2FWvJxTwwE0HF9q7dtrztjGremfUmjW0cLvB3H71YeGTxiDYmm2IIyCEI0GLlMaF6wMr4dvD0_2UNKkhAD_oFVVH/s1080/L.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX1Ymmary0_i4pJNjNqiYEteZt-tCsNlhXqgAgD7hGo41E-8LXB9uKThxNcIkUGTpMAUXqbiQjwtknpDTNRCOiwIDemqDIaPmt2FWvJxTwwE0HF9q7dtrztjGremfUmjW0cLvB3H71YeGTxiDYmm2IIyCEI0GLlMaF6wMr4dvD0_2UNKkhAD_oFVVH/w400-h400/L.png" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #385723; font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">This post is a part of </span><a href="https://www.theblogchatter.com/" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;" target="_blank">#BlogchatterA2Z</a><span style="color: #385723; font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"> Challenge 2023.</span></td></tr></tbody></table><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #70ad47; font-family: "Bauhaus 93"; font-size: 48.0pt; line-height: 103%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><br /></span></u></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 103%;">Is
your love unconditional and unbiased?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 103%;">Would
you love me the same way,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 103%;">If I
change myself or the<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 103%;">Destiny
brings a different fate?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 103%;">Why
did you love me in the first place?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 103%;">Is it the
look you fell for <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 103%;">Or the
qualities that dragged you closer?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 103%;">Could
you describe the exact moment <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 103%;">When
you felt I could be<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 103%;">Or the
one for you?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 103%;">Could
you recreate the moment of <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 103%;">Experience
this feeling called ‘love’?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 103%;">What’s
love for you?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 103%;">Is it
conditioned on something or<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 103%;">Is it unconditional
for me?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 103%;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 103%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">All Rights
Reserved!<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 103%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Swati Sarangi<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #c00000; font-family: Algerian; font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 103%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">12.04.2022<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 103%;"> </span></p>
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