Anchhuyi Chahat...!!!

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Lehre idhar udhar thirak ke kinare tak pahuchti hai....

Chumti hai har kan ko fir bichar jaati hai....

Har ek lehar yahi sochti hai humara milna is janam me munasib nahi....

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Udte Badal...!!!

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Khare the hum yunhi intezaar me tumhare...

Ki kuch boonde achanak se aa giri haatho me humare...

Wo mitti ki khushboo dilate hai yaad tumhare...

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Khaara Paani...!!!

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Attalikao ki chamak jab jhilmil karti hai,
Tab ehsaas hota hai aankho me aansun hai;

Chand jab ojhal sa dikhta hai,
Tab lagta hai aankhon me aansu hai;

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After a gap I have come to my blog....these days was busy in daily hardcore job of a homemaker....I missed my blog

"Ma" "Mother".. ..a word full of emotion and love...just add in-law with it and meaning changes...!

"Daughter"...first friend of her mother...a person with whom she can share her sorrow and cry...just add in-law and meaning changes....!

Why it is so different?

Yes, no doubt....a Mother-in-law cares for you...help you in daily activities and take care of kids...but why? For you...or for the love she has for his son?

If she cares for her son-in-law so much.....just because he is married to her daughter and he should not be neglected or ignored because it may impact her daughter's married life....then why not same respect...and care for daughter-in-law...just because she is taken for granted....!

Really....no one can replace a mother...but if I am in your family now....not only me...this is in general....can't we leave "in-laws" behind and have mother-daughter relation....?

My single sneeze or hiccups disturbs my mother....do you feel the same for me?

Why can't I be with you the way I am with my mother?

Having a pallu on my head means giving respect...then I should have that in front of mother and father as well.....only a pallu decides I respect you or not?

Feminism....equality....these things are not only related to be equal with your partner....or spouse....it's even between daughter and daughter-in-law.

The day.....when everything will be fair....that day may be I(We) stop missing our mothers.

As of now....I miss yoy mom Sudha Jha ❤

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I miss you every single day....every moment...you are my role model....love you...to the moon and back ❤

In love again

What should I say, achievement?

Yes, off-course, for every women becoming a mother is the most significant role. My baby Priyanshu (Hanu), he is 20 months old now and our life revolves around him. He is the best thing ever happened to me. 

I still remember his first cry, earlier I thought I would be the last person to know what I had; a baby girl or a baby boy. But I was the first person to know this, my cupid was in this world now; I smiled and told doctor that I am feeling blessed.

I started loving him since I got to know I was pregnant...and I could feel love of my baby each time he looked into my eyes.

World is full of love, we just have to discover true love. My life started with love of my mother and uncle for me, then I discovered love in role of my husband and see I have fallen in love again; I am a mother and love my baby so much.

Love has no face; it's just a blissful feeling and full of essence. In each and every phase of my life I have felt it, be it from mom, uncle, my darling husband or my baby.

Desh ki Doordasha...!!!

"Nari nahi tu abla hai,

Kyun janam liya tune, tu ek bala hai.

Kyun hai aisi soch aaj sabki?

Kya nari hona ek gunah hai?

Bahut saha humne,ab na chup rahenge;

Manavta ka ye soshan hai....havas ka ek pradarshan.

Mang nahi rahe tumse kuch bata rahe hain,

Lalkaar hai ye ek nari ki,pukaar hai ek maa ki;

Inkalab ab ek naara hai,sara waqt humara hai.

Bebas nahi hum,janani hain...

Na janenge tum jaise hewano ko ye shayad ab soch humara hai." - Priyanka Jha

I dedicate this short poem in support of the victim....don't you think that December 2012 has shown the disaster by this?

" A weirdly awesome arranged marriage " : My entry for the Get Published contest.

An Anthology of "Real Love" in New India.
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The Idea 

I was getting older and my family, tensed for my marriage; especially mom.

Sometimes it happens with each girl, they do come in situation where family is looking for perfect match for her. This is very much frustrating when you look around and feel as if you are the solitary reaper...is there someone whom she can relate to and can share something.


Will I ever find someone who is there just for me? Will I endeavor my real love?

What makes this story real?

This story is about my marriage, There comes a time in life when we start thinking of our existence, and look back to recollect all beautiful memories we have had and many unexpected things which came across when I was getting married.

Extract

Back in 2010 one day I got a call from dad telling me to take a look at a profile ID of a matrimonial site.

I did check his profile but he appeared to be arrogant and not at all fun loving.

I called up dad and told him I didn’t like him.

I was not aware that my mom is also knew about this fellow calling up at my home she was in Pune with my brother’s.

When she came back to Delhi she asked me to show his profile and on the contrary she liked him and showed interest then after some days I took leave from office to attend my friend’s marriage ceremony and came to Bokaro Steel City…place where I had spent my childhood.

We even went to Ranchi to my maasi’s place, mom told me to show that profile to maasi and maasa ji, they too liked him and finally mom decided to call him up and she did call him.

They had good conversation and he informed if she wants this to go further then we have to rush since his father is about to leave for Darbhanga, a place in Bihar to finalize his marriage.

His name is Alok Kumar and working to TSYS, a software company in NOIDA. His dad used to work in Ranchi Secretariat so maasa ji stated he could find about them. We returned Bokaro and mom discussed this with Papa. Then they decided to call his father. I can never forget that phone conversation of papa with my FIL (Father-in-law)…here it goes:-

Papa: Hello, Is it Mr. P.K. Jha.

FIL: Yes.

Papa: May I know what is your native place?

FIL: Durgauli.

Papa: Oh! Really, then do you know Binay Kumar Jha by any chance?

FIL: Yes, he is my nephew, my eldest bro’s son.

Papa: Giggles, okay and do you have any idea that Binay has some relation in Darbhanga.

FIL: Yes, his eldest Brother-in-law is from Darbhanga ( Means Both of there’s wives were sisters).

Papa: Laughs out loud and says he himself his that brother-in-law and my mom is sister-in-law of Binay ji.

“OMG…oops was my reaction…like what am I going to marry owns maasi’s brother-in-law and would be chachi of my sis and bro…Yuk.”

EndNote : This is my entry for the HarperCollins–IndiBlogger Get Published contest, which is run with inputs from Yashodhara Lal and HarperCollins India.


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