Blogging…..power to express!

There is a saying "The power of a Pen is mightier than a Sword"

Being laid back & relaxed types through the span of 29 Years of my life , Penning down the thoughts was beyond my dreams even.

However, a continuous encouraging family support introduced me to this side of myself.

Exploring myself through Blogging!

Initially, everything about the blogging world went over my head, but with the help of a few people I can deal with it now ;). This is like an addiction, a good one that I want to continue with. whether its the bad experiences or the good ones...penning them down takes me to a different world altogether.

It's a place to express my feelings,it's a friend I can share my thoughts with.

Power to express is what this ability to blog has given me.

People encouragement empowers me to further explore this whole new world.

"Theory of a victimized mind"( not experienced but heartfelt)

"Theory of a victimized mind"( not experienced but heartfelt)


A girl full of life, loved being alive.Loved the sunshine and Lived on smiles.
Yes she was alive!                                                                                                
Love followed by nuptials.

Perfect family, perfect life.
It was the best time.
Being in love was all in the mind.

Maturing not by age but with the trials and errors of life.

Trusting him than self.
Life took a sharp turn.

Ignoring what the mother preached,Learnt the lesson the odd way.

In the blink of an eye,Hated  the sunrise and hated the smiles.

Darkness was all around.

There came a smile out of the blue
Seeming to be totally true
Why hide around when there is no guilt

True love reintroduced the sunrise and smiles ! Despite the fight,looked forward to bringing a new life!

Stay positive .

My beautiful doll!!!

As a kid I've played with dolls the most...I guess max number of girls do that, but have you played with a real life doll!!??

Well that's what this is about...I've played with a real doll...my Daughter! Its nice to have a son, but daughters are too much fun! As a young girl I would have tea parties with my dolls, make them bathe, dress them up & the whole day would just fly by!

The 1st day I came home from the hospital & took her for a bath, I went back to my childhood days…She was like a Barbie with life in it! Both of us scared of the water...I doubting my capabilities to bathe her & she staring up in my face with an expression that said "Donn worry mumma, I kno u can do it"...dts all it took me to shrug away the doubts. As I poured water on her soft skin, her hand tightened around my finger...I held her hand reassuringly & that's all it took us to get to know each other, there on bathing time has been fun & games...making stupid faces, singing rhymes, making rhymes..all just to hear her chuckle, to see that smile, that glow & the look on her face that said..."Mom I love you".

my confusingly sweet lil experience of being pregnant!

there's something inside me….something growing in me, the doctor calls it a BABY….

I'm supposed to be very excited & i am with the news of being pregnant….but why can i not connect with it???  months go by and as my bump grows I feel something moving in me.
Earlier just the idea of something inside me would freak me out but now I'm in love with this feeling…nights on end as my bump grows bigger and it gets more difficult to sleep, rather than being upset or irritated…I'm loving it!
this thing inside me makes me eat almost anytime of the day or night, it seems it likes junk food more than healthy food, loves green apple more than the red ones….my clothes get tighter & I'm fitting in my husband's clothes(he's healthier than i am ;) sorry!!!) for a girl of 23yrs old clothes getting tighter should've made me angry but i was loving the feeling….then the D day came….i was very excited & scared at the same time…just remember doctors & nurses around me & their equipment!
after a few hours of sleep(thats what it was for me!), i felt a small tiny hand punching my face, as i opened my eyes….there HE was….MY BABY!…YES BABY! he was not SOMETHING….he was a PART of Me and  lying down quietly next to me like he knew I'm the mother & i too picked him up like i was born a professional at handling babies.
we connected instantly…the most beautiful experience of my life!