Love-difficult to be defined

Love. A very complicated yet simple concept. I cannot boast of being someone who knows all about it, as I am still working on it, hour by hour, day by day. But can share what I feel it is all about. It’s funny but yes love doesn’t and cannot have a definition. It cannot be defined and this liberty is highly celebrated by it. It is an art of patience for someone, freedom of thoughts for someone else. It is found in all time togetherness by someone and is also felt warm and buzzing in long distances. It is as beautiful as a jasmine, as transparent as water, as strong as a brick.. upon which builds up a well fortified relationship. Love is formless-faceless-colorless yet leaves behind long lasting memories. Love knows no boundary, follows no established paths. A new way of expression of love is always welcomed by anyone. Because it is what keeps Love alive, keeps it glowing like a sun, the rays of which enlightens one’s life forever.

Expression of love

Most of the romantic movies end at ” They lived happily ever after”, but the same is a fake idea unless they know happiness is not easily available, they have to make efforts to achieve it.Love is blind, I agree, to an extent though. But, hello…Love is not dumb, and so yes it asks for patience, determination, trials, and trust.

This reminds me of a story I read somewhere, and I would like to present the story here.

The husband had a big day in the office as he will be knowing about his performance and promotion. He was nervous and his wife prepared a good breakfast for him to lighten his mood and reduce his nervousness, as much as she could. He reached office and by afternoon he got the news of his promotion. He was overwhelmed and wanted to inform his loving wife when he refrained himself to do so and planned to tell her when he reaches home in the evening and then would take her for dinner outside at her favorite restaurant which served delicious Chinese food.

He reached home at his usual time in the evening and was prepared to break the news to his wife when he noticed the dining table was filled with his favorite Mexican food dishes and chocolate pudding dessert. He perceived that his wife already knew about his promotion, but how!? Who must have told her?!She emerged from her room and on finding his husband home, she said, ” Hi, how was your day? What happened? Promotion?”He was puzzled and asked, ” Didn’t you knew about it? Or else why would you have prepared all this for dinner?”She replied, with a smile, ” Dear, I prepared the dinner for you, unknowingly whether you got promoted or not. If it was a promotion then we would have considered it a promotion celebration, and if not, then we would have celebrated our love, irrespective of life offerings!”

He was amused by the love of his wife for him and shared his news of promotion with her. He realized the depth of her love and… ” they lived happily ever after”.

She is your mother

She hears you when you cry silently

She feels your pain when you are broken and don’t want to discuss with anyone

She understands you even when you stay away from her.. Miles away..

She is happy when you laugh and she is hopeful when you don’t call her/talk to her

She prays for your health when she is herself not well.

She feeds you first when there is not enough food in her kitchen

She expects nothing, she is the Giver..

She is the first lady of your life who loves you unconditionally!

She is your Mother..

Take care of her!

Where did she went wrong?

“You bitch”

The words echoed in her head so loud as a bomb blast that she could not even hear any other sound around her, the clock tikking, the baby wailing, washing machine beeping to inform that the clothes are done. She was feeling suffocated in the open air flowing in the room from the window, where she stood. Tears rolled down her cheeks and she realised she was crying.

She hurried to bed after feeding the baby and making her sleep. Today the baby slept without annoying her mother, maybe the little innocent toddler understood her mother’s feelings, and how not when she was a part of her for the 9 months!

She tried crying out while washing her face, to mix her tears with the running water, but felt helpless. Her eyes turned red. She dried her face and kept thinking…All will get good.. He was just not in his senses. But other thoughts loudly said that was he saying the truth because people tend to speak truth when they are not in their senses?!

She silently sat on the bed, to the opposite side where he was already sleeping.. He was in deep sleep.. Snoring…. She thought, how odd of him of sleeping so peacefully after hurting me! She wanted to shout at him and inform him that she was hurt. That she wanted to talk to him. But her words could not gather the power to come out of the mind and mouth.

Her heart wept. She turned around and tried to sleep. Her heart could not contain the tears, filled her eyes and tears slipped from her eyes through her nose, making the pillow wet with every drop of her tear. She gulped down the saliva formed in her mouth. She closed her eyes. She sobbed. She recalled what happened just a couple hours earlier and tried finding where she went wrong.


She was done with dinner preparations, was cleaning the house, kept the clothes for washing, checked out on baby and found that baby was playing with her toys. She felt relieved and excited as she thought now baby will sleep sooner and she could enjoy her time with her husband. Baby was 7 months old and since the baby came into their life, the couple had less time together, let alone “privacy” . She went to dress up, chose a red bright dress and was applying makeup when the door bell rang.. 4 times in a row.. She gasped her breath for once as she was expecting her husband to come at this time of the night and these bells startled her. She went towards the door, peeped from the peephole on the door and could see her husband. She was amazed as he carried another key of the house and generally steps in the home by his own key. She opened the door for him. He was drunk. Messy hair. Red eyes. Bad breath. He walked in. Managed himself to walk in. She was unhappy to see him this way..This was an unexpected situation for her as he had promised on their baby that he won’t drink alchohol for his life when she gave birth to their baby. She was angry. She was angry on him to break his promises… She was angry on herself to be stupid and believing him. A flood of emotions drove through her, leaving her weak.

“Where are you coming from? Where have you been?” She enquired, while imagining where he would have been.

“I was at work. I work all day long! I am not you who sits home and relaxes” He shouted. She was dumbfound. All she could think about was their baby. Her baby.

“Shhhh… Why are you shouting? Reduce your volume.! Baby is also in the home” She requested while tears filled her throat.

“Baby baby baby, I am tired of you and the baby. You have made my life hell.. You bitch.. Get lost.. Let me live my life.. I will do what I want. Get lost.” He screamed and rushed to his room like a thunderstorm and closed the door with a bang.. Like a cloud burst in thunderstorm. She shivered. This was not how she expected to welcome him. This was not all she expected to happen tonight. She felt helpless.

Before she could let his words sink in her mind and before she could find sense in what he said, she heard her baby crying. The baby got afraid of the door banged by her father and his shouting. She went to her baby and tried to calm her down. Meanwhile she also cried and the baby watched her and stopped crying, god knows how seeing her mother crying made her mature enough to stop cry and console her mother by silently watching her.


7 months before.. She was so happy when he promised to leave alcohol. He sweared on their baby and she thought it was the best day of her life having her baby and her husband.. All to her. She loved him 10 times more for leaving alchohol. He used to overdrink. He was becoming an addict. He abused her and she prayed from god nothing else but him leaving alcohol and her enjoying her life with him as a happy couple.

ADDICT..She thought.. “Yes, he was an addict and so he went back to his addiction.. He lost to care for his wife and their baby.. He didn’t remember us, that we were waiting to be with him. He found his happiness in alcohol. I used to found my happiness in him..Where should I go now.!? “..

And tears rolled down her cheeks..and she tried finding where did she went wrong..

Stand up Comedy !

Stand up Comedy is an art..We get to face funny situations in life which makes us laugh but stand up comedy presents life to us in a way that a serious or not so important event comes up as hilarious and funny when we are able to relate to it. That’s what stand up comedians do.. They relate with us and make us laugh from the little things in life that we ignore or overlook in the daily hustle bustle!

I had a second chance to attend live show of Stand up comedian Zakir Khan, with my husband and friends in Vadodara last week. Zakir Khan, who hails from Indore, gave a Superhit show last time when launched online named Kaksha Gyaarvi (Class 11th), describing the school life and young crush which ultimately crashed😜 and we were glad we watched it live. Zakir tickles every nerve and bone in you and makes your body, flesh and blood all laugh together..leaving you with a painful jaw at the end of the show.

He was a treat to watch again, especially with our gang of freinds and it is believed laughter is always well celebrated with friends and loved ones. We took the punchlines from the show and enact and repeat it when we come across a similar situation after the show and end up laughing.

Laughing in/on life is important to live long.. Happily. Everything is for a moment.. It’s how you take it. And fun can be the difficult but the best way to live life. It spreads happiness and smile.. Without any cost.. Improves blood circulation too! Yes, it has it’s own way which shall be taken care of so that fun doesn’t turn out to be offensive to anyone.

Quoting the king of comedy-Mr. CHARLIE CHAPLIN here will be appropriate – “We must laugh in the face of our helpnessness against the forces of nature – or go insane.”

Live. Laugh. Love.

Love Poem

Love is when..

.. He drops you near the lift rather than the security post, to bid you a good bye with a kiss.

.. She secretly wants to look where you are and what are you doing when with family/freinds.

.. He wants to hug you even after a fight.

.. She wants to say I Love You after every sentence she says to you.

.. He worries and cares for you along with your family.

.. She watches you driving a car and smiles proudly reminiscing all good of you.

.. He declares his love by caring for you in every way possible and in everyone’s presence!

.. She silently kisses your forehead when he sleeps.

.. He needs you after he gets up every morning.

.. She needs you when she wants to sleep every night.

.. When you are sick and he calls/messages you in his tight schedule of office to know if you are doing well.

.. She prepares/packs food thinking of your favourites.

.. He lets you sleep sound and mutes the TV and mobile.

.. She knows what you will pick for yourself from a store.

.. His eyes say he loves you…

.. Her voice say she loves you…