I have started reading again and it seems that I have started living again. Reading gives me such a pleasure that I really can’t define. From last one month or so, I wasn’t reading at all because of various reasons – I was travelling by road, then I wasn’t in the mood because of my medicines and then I had gone off track in life and didn’t feel like doing anything. The last thing in my mind was my books and reading.
But one thing that kept me going during my tough time was music. It kept me going on and I am so very happy that slowly and steadily I am living my old life again of reading and also music. On 24th September, 2010, I went to Landmark at Phoenix Mills and bought eleven books – five for myself and six for Jemimah and Jewel. I want to inculcate the habit of reading in them as well.
I like to read two-three books at a time. For train I have kept my Bible (to be read in the morning) and currently I am reading some short stories by O Henry (in the afternoon, while listening to music). There’s nothing for the night right now as we are going for Rosaries but still I will keep something for the night as well. I want to keep myself busy all the time and not go astray anymore. Wordsworth Classics are inexpensive paperbacks for students and for the general reader like me and like to buy more of these to satiate my thirst for books.....
Monday, October 4, 2010
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
No time for blogging......
I am so caught up with work and going through an emotional upheaval that the last thing on my mind is blog. So sad....I am neglecting something that I enjoy doing the most...............how mean of me!
But even if I write something short today, I am going to write. I am going to keep my thoughts updated on my soul space....I love blogging and I love this space.
But even if I write something short today, I am going to write. I am going to keep my thoughts updated on my soul space....I love blogging and I love this space.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Awwwww….baby…..mwaah!
The last 16 days of my life has taught me a lot. It has taught me the extremes of human nature. It reminds me the story of the “Hare and the Tortoise” which I want to rewrite in my own way.
According to the traditional story, the hare and the tortoise both run for the same objective…..to win the race! In my story as well, they both run for the same objective but “meri kahani mein twist hai”. In my story, the hare - all charged up, blunt, focused and to the point - right from very beginning, knows what he wants and is eager to win the race – by any hook or crook.
On the other hand the gentle tortoise, with its charmth and warmth, believed in winning his race slowly and steadily….but his objective is just the same! He too has to win the race…..though patiently!
In my version of the story, though the objective of both the hare and the tortoise are just the same, they both fail to win. None of them is able to win the race. Though both had the same objective, same goal and the same intention, they just fail to achieve it.
And the moral of my story is: Do whatever you want to, just don’t play around with anybody’s feelings….it hurts….badly…..!
According to the traditional story, the hare and the tortoise both run for the same objective…..to win the race! In my story as well, they both run for the same objective but “meri kahani mein twist hai”. In my story, the hare - all charged up, blunt, focused and to the point - right from very beginning, knows what he wants and is eager to win the race – by any hook or crook.
On the other hand the gentle tortoise, with its charmth and warmth, believed in winning his race slowly and steadily….but his objective is just the same! He too has to win the race…..though patiently!
In my version of the story, though the objective of both the hare and the tortoise are just the same, they both fail to win. None of them is able to win the race. Though both had the same objective, same goal and the same intention, they just fail to achieve it.
And the moral of my story is: Do whatever you want to, just don’t play around with anybody’s feelings….it hurts….badly…..!
Thursday, August 26, 2010
It's been ages...!
OMG! Its been ages since I updated my blog.
Well, its not my fault. I was busy with the India International Jewellery Week (IIJW) and then with India International Jewellery Show (IIJS). I was working almost round-the-clock. But I thoroughly enjoyed it and had one of the best experiences of my life.
Now I can breathe and behave normal.
Well, its not my fault. I was busy with the India International Jewellery Week (IIJW) and then with India International Jewellery Show (IIJS). I was working almost round-the-clock. But I thoroughly enjoyed it and had one of the best experiences of my life.
Now I can breathe and behave normal.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
My Chestnut and Black are gone….
We mutually agreed to set Chestnut and Black free. They have gone back to the place from where we brought them. This decision was taken to make their life beautiful by giving them the opportunity to live out-of-chains. At home, we had been keeping them house arrested, taking them only for occasional morning and evening walks, merely to let them answer their nature’s call. For the rest of the day, they would only sit staring at the bathroom walls, vacated for them.
Now they can roam anywhere they want to and anytime they want to. There wouldn’t be any restrictions for them. In fact, we have seen them running about happily in the entire parking area the way they used to during their childhood before we brought them home. We got them home with good intentions and to give them a good life; we de-wormed and vaccinated them; and gave plenty of healthy food, love and care. We strengthened their system and now they can fight their own battles.
But I will miss them forever. I will miss the way they used to behave when they saw me. They stayed with us from 24th January, 2010 to 31st July, 2010 – six months and 7 days. They will always have a special place in my heart. I have loved them a lot and am sure they too will never forget me and might come running behind me if they happen to see me passing by. Lovingly l called them ‘Koos’ and they will forever be my Koos. There will be no other Koos for me. Just the two of them……….
Now they can roam anywhere they want to and anytime they want to. There wouldn’t be any restrictions for them. In fact, we have seen them running about happily in the entire parking area the way they used to during their childhood before we brought them home. We got them home with good intentions and to give them a good life; we de-wormed and vaccinated them; and gave plenty of healthy food, love and care. We strengthened their system and now they can fight their own battles.
But I will miss them forever. I will miss the way they used to behave when they saw me. They stayed with us from 24th January, 2010 to 31st July, 2010 – six months and 7 days. They will always have a special place in my heart. I have loved them a lot and am sure they too will never forget me and might come running behind me if they happen to see me passing by. Lovingly l called them ‘Koos’ and they will forever be my Koos. There will be no other Koos for me. Just the two of them……….
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Hospitalized :(
On Monday night, I was hospitalized. Since then I am in the hospital. I am writing my blog from the hospital. Don't know what to write but just keeping myself engrossed and my blog updated.
Its really so painful to be in the hospital. The nurses are so ruthless. The sight of needles and tubes and the smell of medicine is really killing me. I am missing my home.
I am missing my daughters. I am missing my husband. I am missing my doggies. I am having a pathetic time of my life.
Its really so painful to be in the hospital. The nurses are so ruthless. The sight of needles and tubes and the smell of medicine is really killing me. I am missing my home.
I am missing my daughters. I am missing my husband. I am missing my doggies. I am having a pathetic time of my life.
Friday, July 23, 2010
No fear of rejection
It’s been 12 days since the time I have written about anything. Fact is, there wasn’t much to write about and here I am just to keep the blog going. It shouldn’t look dull. After all, it’s BRAND JUBILEE CARDOZO.
Phew! I am still scratching my head for a topic. But this is my blog. I can write whatever I want to and anyhow I want to. There’s no one sitting on my head to edit my writing and I have no deadlines to meet. I don’t have to rewrite my stuff if my stupid editor doesn’t like it. I don’t have the fear of rejection. It’s my world and my writing. I am the queen.
Phew! I am still scratching my head for a topic. But this is my blog. I can write whatever I want to and anyhow I want to. There’s no one sitting on my head to edit my writing and I have no deadlines to meet. I don’t have to rewrite my stuff if my stupid editor doesn’t like it. I don’t have the fear of rejection. It’s my world and my writing. I am the queen.
Friday, July 9, 2010
July 11
At dawn on the morning of July 11, 19.., yours truly was born.
More than a century ago, on this very day in 1859, “A Tale of Two Cities” by Charles Dickens was published. No wonder then Charles Dickens is my most favourite Classic Literature writer though I haven’t yet read this book. But since it was published on the day I was born, I intend to read it sooner than later now.
Then in 1893, the first cultured pearl was obtained by Kokichi Mikimoto. My love for gems and jewellery and now pearls is not unknown. In fact, pearl is my birthstone. So I’ll have to get a pearl…...soon.
A total solar eclipse will be occurring on July 11, 2010. I hope it doesn’t eclipse all my birthday plans.
And this is something I have always known. World Population Day is celebrated on 11th July every year. Well, just because I am born on this day, one can’t celebrate such days. Am I taking up so much space on the face on this earth?
More than a century ago, on this very day in 1859, “A Tale of Two Cities” by Charles Dickens was published. No wonder then Charles Dickens is my most favourite Classic Literature writer though I haven’t yet read this book. But since it was published on the day I was born, I intend to read it sooner than later now.
Then in 1893, the first cultured pearl was obtained by Kokichi Mikimoto. My love for gems and jewellery and now pearls is not unknown. In fact, pearl is my birthstone. So I’ll have to get a pearl…...soon.
A total solar eclipse will be occurring on July 11, 2010. I hope it doesn’t eclipse all my birthday plans.
And this is something I have always known. World Population Day is celebrated on 11th July every year. Well, just because I am born on this day, one can’t celebrate such days. Am I taking up so much space on the face on this earth?
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Being a mother!
Last night, while going to sleep, Goldie asked me a very thought-provoking question. She asked, “Do you like being a mother or it’s boring”? For that fraction of a second, I had to quickly think of an answer which would not be wrong and hurt her feelings. Luckily for me, I answered, “I like being your as well as Dibai’s (Jemimah) mother. Not anyone else’s”. At this, she hugged me tight. I think this answer satisfied her.
But her question kept me awake for a while and set me thinking. I was actually thinking how it is for me being a mother. So far, it has come to me with its own share of ups and downs. More of downs because being a working mother, I have always craved for that “extra hour” to be added to my busy curriculum. I have to run the round-the-clock marathon and things don’t always go my way.
Of course, there have been some very satisfying and fulfilling moments also when I have felt very proud of being a mother. But like I am saying, there have been more of testing moments depending on the mood and behavior of the children as well as me. I haven’t received anything on the platter.
Most of my previous bosses have been so non-cooperative that I had to give up so many jobs just to look after my daughters. Though being a mother has been the most difficult and challenging task for me, I am happy to learn from each and every debacle and setback.
“All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That's his.” says, Oscar Wilde in “The Importance of Being Earnest”. Well, I don’t know how much I have become like my mother because the greatest differentiating factor between me and my mom is that she has always being a homemaker whereas I had to slog it out-of-home as well right from the word go. This has made me aggressive and I have the tendency of losing my temper at the drop of a hat. She doesn’t get flustered that easily. But I too have my own virtues of being a mother.
But to reiterate Goldie’s question: yes, I like being a mother and I am proud of being a mother. All stumbling blocks are just making me learn how to handle tricky situations in motherhood. Like the tagline of Surf Excel “daag acche hai”, I would like to say, “stumbling blocks acche hai”.
But her question kept me awake for a while and set me thinking. I was actually thinking how it is for me being a mother. So far, it has come to me with its own share of ups and downs. More of downs because being a working mother, I have always craved for that “extra hour” to be added to my busy curriculum. I have to run the round-the-clock marathon and things don’t always go my way.
Of course, there have been some very satisfying and fulfilling moments also when I have felt very proud of being a mother. But like I am saying, there have been more of testing moments depending on the mood and behavior of the children as well as me. I haven’t received anything on the platter.
Most of my previous bosses have been so non-cooperative that I had to give up so many jobs just to look after my daughters. Though being a mother has been the most difficult and challenging task for me, I am happy to learn from each and every debacle and setback.
“All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That's his.” says, Oscar Wilde in “The Importance of Being Earnest”. Well, I don’t know how much I have become like my mother because the greatest differentiating factor between me and my mom is that she has always being a homemaker whereas I had to slog it out-of-home as well right from the word go. This has made me aggressive and I have the tendency of losing my temper at the drop of a hat. She doesn’t get flustered that easily. But I too have my own virtues of being a mother.
But to reiterate Goldie’s question: yes, I like being a mother and I am proud of being a mother. All stumbling blocks are just making me learn how to handle tricky situations in motherhood. Like the tagline of Surf Excel “daag acche hai”, I would like to say, “stumbling blocks acche hai”.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
No skill in sense to make distinction
“....which of them both is dearest to me - I have no skill in sense to make distinction”.
This line is from “All's Well That Ends Well” by William Shakespeare. I was reading this play online when I came across this sentence and it immediately struck me. Here is a line which is so much connected to my life.
My two daughters, who are like two peas in a pod, are so much dear to me and my hubby, that we both really don’t have any skills to make distinction between the two. Till date, we haven’t done so and I always pray to Jesus Christ that we shouldn’t do so anytime. They mean a lot to us and how can we make any distinction between these two cute little angels.
Right from the day Goldie was born; I made it a practice with me to buy things in pairs. I always make sure that when I buy a certain thing for Jemimah, there should be a similar thing for Goldie as well. When I do something for Goldie, I make sure that I do it for Jemimah as well. I don’t want any comparisons, any negativity, and any sibling rivalry between the two.
When Jemimah joined karate classes three years back, I wanted Goldie to join too. But she was too young to be enrolled for karate so I waited three years. Now they both go for karate classes happily, hand in hand, and it’s such a pretty sight. They both go for vocal singing classes and Jemimah is learning guitar and Goldie keyboard. They themselves wanted it this way.
As far as possible, we try to create similarity for them both. For this very reason, when I adopted Chestnut and Black, I brought both of them home as even they used to be together and I didn’t want to separate them from each other’s company. Now even though they fight with each other, they are very loving and this is so much like the bonhomie shared between Jemimah and Jewel.
This line is from “All's Well That Ends Well” by William Shakespeare. I was reading this play online when I came across this sentence and it immediately struck me. Here is a line which is so much connected to my life.
My two daughters, who are like two peas in a pod, are so much dear to me and my hubby, that we both really don’t have any skills to make distinction between the two. Till date, we haven’t done so and I always pray to Jesus Christ that we shouldn’t do so anytime. They mean a lot to us and how can we make any distinction between these two cute little angels.
Right from the day Goldie was born; I made it a practice with me to buy things in pairs. I always make sure that when I buy a certain thing for Jemimah, there should be a similar thing for Goldie as well. When I do something for Goldie, I make sure that I do it for Jemimah as well. I don’t want any comparisons, any negativity, and any sibling rivalry between the two.
When Jemimah joined karate classes three years back, I wanted Goldie to join too. But she was too young to be enrolled for karate so I waited three years. Now they both go for karate classes happily, hand in hand, and it’s such a pretty sight. They both go for vocal singing classes and Jemimah is learning guitar and Goldie keyboard. They themselves wanted it this way.
As far as possible, we try to create similarity for them both. For this very reason, when I adopted Chestnut and Black, I brought both of them home as even they used to be together and I didn’t want to separate them from each other’s company. Now even though they fight with each other, they are very loving and this is so much like the bonhomie shared between Jemimah and Jewel.
No skill in sense to make distinction
“....which of them both is dearest to me - I have no skill in sense to make distinction”.
This line is from “All's Well That Ends Well” by William Shakespeare. I was reading this play online when I came across this sentence and it immediately struck me. Here is a line which is so much connected to my life.
My two daughters, who are like two peas in a pod, are so much dear to me and my hubby, that we both really don’t have any skills to make distinction between the two. Till date, we haven’t done so and I always pray to Jesus Christ that we shouldn’t do so anytime. They mean a lot to us and how can we make any distinction between these two cute little angels.
Right from the day Goldie was born; I made it a practice with me to buy things in pairs. I always make sure that when I buy a certain thing for Jemimah, there should be a similar thing for Goldie as well. When I do something for Goldie, I make sure that I do it for Jemimah as well. I don’t want any comparisons, any negativity, and any sibling rivalry between the two.
When Jemimah joined karate classes three years back, I wanted Goldie to join too. But she was too young to be enrolled for karate so I waited three years. Now they both go for karate classes happily, hand in hand, and it’s such a pretty sight. They both go for vocal singing classes and Jemimah is learning guitar and Goldie keyboard. They themselves wanted it this way.
As far as possible, we try to create similarity for them both. For this very reason, when I adopted Chestnut and Black, I brought both of them home as even they used to be together and I didn’t want to separate them from each other’s company. Now even though they fight with each other, they are very loving and this is so much like the bonhomie shared between Jemimah and Jewel.
This line is from “All's Well That Ends Well” by William Shakespeare. I was reading this play online when I came across this sentence and it immediately struck me. Here is a line which is so much connected to my life.
My two daughters, who are like two peas in a pod, are so much dear to me and my hubby, that we both really don’t have any skills to make distinction between the two. Till date, we haven’t done so and I always pray to Jesus Christ that we shouldn’t do so anytime. They mean a lot to us and how can we make any distinction between these two cute little angels.
Right from the day Goldie was born; I made it a practice with me to buy things in pairs. I always make sure that when I buy a certain thing for Jemimah, there should be a similar thing for Goldie as well. When I do something for Goldie, I make sure that I do it for Jemimah as well. I don’t want any comparisons, any negativity, and any sibling rivalry between the two.
When Jemimah joined karate classes three years back, I wanted Goldie to join too. But she was too young to be enrolled for karate so I waited three years. Now they both go for karate classes happily, hand in hand, and it’s such a pretty sight. They both go for vocal singing classes and Jemimah is learning guitar and Goldie keyboard. They themselves wanted it this way.
As far as possible, we try to create similarity for them both. For this very reason, when I adopted Chestnut and Black, I brought both of them home as even they used to be together and I didn’t want to separate them from each other’s company. Now even though they fight with each other, they are very loving and this is so much like the bonhomie shared between Jemimah and Jewel.
Friday, June 25, 2010
"To see them both again"
"To see them both again", thought Odysseus, "could any joy be greater"?
I simply love this line. How true it is for me as well! Every day after work I rush back home to see them both. I keep thinking about them both when away and get annoyed if anything delays my regular schedule. I don’t like hanging around anywhere unnecessarily unless it is too very critical. I like to reach home on time to be with them both. It is my greatest joy.
I love them both and they mean a lot to me even though it’s a totally different story altogether after I reach home. But the first meeting is always sweet and happy and I really look forward to it everyday when they both come running to cuddle and kiss me. A little while later the situation changes and it’s the same old story everyday. They fight with each other, and I yell at them both. They don’t listen to me, and I yell at them both. They sit for hours and hours over their homework, and I yell at them both. And it goes on and on and on…
But to see them both again everyday is a heavenly feeling. Odysseus, I owe you this line…
I simply love this line. How true it is for me as well! Every day after work I rush back home to see them both. I keep thinking about them both when away and get annoyed if anything delays my regular schedule. I don’t like hanging around anywhere unnecessarily unless it is too very critical. I like to reach home on time to be with them both. It is my greatest joy.
I love them both and they mean a lot to me even though it’s a totally different story altogether after I reach home. But the first meeting is always sweet and happy and I really look forward to it everyday when they both come running to cuddle and kiss me. A little while later the situation changes and it’s the same old story everyday. They fight with each other, and I yell at them both. They don’t listen to me, and I yell at them both. They sit for hours and hours over their homework, and I yell at them both. And it goes on and on and on…
But to see them both again everyday is a heavenly feeling. Odysseus, I owe you this line…
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
“…kitne deewane mere…”
Yesterday the world celebrated Music Day and the listeners of Hindi retro songs at 104.8 FM were given a dose of all Asha Bhosle specials. I thoroughly enjoyed listening to RJ Komal yesterday who kept supplying us with some great solo numbers of Asha Bhosle who is my all-time favourite singer. Today Komal will treat us to some R D Burman numbers as 27th June happens to Panchamda’s birthday.
Well, attention all R D Burman fans. Tune in to 104.8 FM between 2 to 5 pm for a surprise treat…
Asha Bhosle has sung all kinds of songs: be it a club number, sad song, bhajan, ghazal, pop…she sounds wonderful, vivacious, versatile…in any type of songs. She is truly a reigning diva and no one can match her till date. She is THE playback singer in Bollywood.
Out of the 13,000 songs that she has sung, I requested for two of my most favourite numbers. At first, I asked for, “raat akeli hai” and later on I dedicated “do lafzo ki hai dil ki kahani” to Asha Bhosle herself. I just adore these two songs though all her songs are the best. I am one of her innumerable fans and love her versatile singing.
Well, attention all R D Burman fans. Tune in to 104.8 FM between 2 to 5 pm for a surprise treat…
Asha Bhosle has sung all kinds of songs: be it a club number, sad song, bhajan, ghazal, pop…she sounds wonderful, vivacious, versatile…in any type of songs. She is truly a reigning diva and no one can match her till date. She is THE playback singer in Bollywood.
Out of the 13,000 songs that she has sung, I requested for two of my most favourite numbers. At first, I asked for, “raat akeli hai” and later on I dedicated “do lafzo ki hai dil ki kahani” to Asha Bhosle herself. I just adore these two songs though all her songs are the best. I am one of her innumerable fans and love her versatile singing.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
A whirlwind weekend…
This weekend came in and went away as a whirlwind for us. It ended as soon as it had begun….in a jiffy!
Weekends are the most special, most scared, most sacred and most hectic days for us as a lot of things happen in a short span of time. This was a special one though as on 19th June, we completed eleven years of “falling in love”, and went out for dinner in the evening. But earlier in the day, Goldie joined Karate classes and so I was busy with her. Jemimah has already acquired her Blue Belt and is a “senior” now.
Actually, Sunday, 20th June, was the most hectic day. Early at 7o’clock in the morning, Jemimah and Jewel went for their Karate classes and soon after that, for Sunday classes. After mass, I and Jason joined Bible reading classes from this Sunday. It will be on for the next two years. Then, since Jemimah will be receiving her First Holy Communion in April 2011, there was a meeting with all the First Holy Communion parents in the Church. That ended at around 12 o’clock and we went home to have lunch. After resting for a little while, I had to cook a hasty dinner as I had to attend my first Animators’ meeting.
Like I had written in my “Second Reading” blog, I have been chosen as one of the animators for my SCC and had to attend this first introductory meeting. It’s a good feeling because though born a non-Christian; I am able to do so much for the Lord that I really feel lucky for being “the chosen one”. I really feel proud of whatever little I am able to do despite all my limitations and I can always feel Jesus helping me in all my endeavors.
So though this weekend was so hectic and I hardly had any spare time, I think it was one of the most fulfilling and satisfying one spiritually.
Weekends are the most special, most scared, most sacred and most hectic days for us as a lot of things happen in a short span of time. This was a special one though as on 19th June, we completed eleven years of “falling in love”, and went out for dinner in the evening. But earlier in the day, Goldie joined Karate classes and so I was busy with her. Jemimah has already acquired her Blue Belt and is a “senior” now.
Actually, Sunday, 20th June, was the most hectic day. Early at 7o’clock in the morning, Jemimah and Jewel went for their Karate classes and soon after that, for Sunday classes. After mass, I and Jason joined Bible reading classes from this Sunday. It will be on for the next two years. Then, since Jemimah will be receiving her First Holy Communion in April 2011, there was a meeting with all the First Holy Communion parents in the Church. That ended at around 12 o’clock and we went home to have lunch. After resting for a little while, I had to cook a hasty dinner as I had to attend my first Animators’ meeting.
Like I had written in my “Second Reading” blog, I have been chosen as one of the animators for my SCC and had to attend this first introductory meeting. It’s a good feeling because though born a non-Christian; I am able to do so much for the Lord that I really feel lucky for being “the chosen one”. I really feel proud of whatever little I am able to do despite all my limitations and I can always feel Jesus helping me in all my endeavors.
So though this weekend was so hectic and I hardly had any spare time, I think it was one of the most fulfilling and satisfying one spiritually.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
"Turning it up to eleven"
The numbers all go to eleven. Look, right across the board, eleven, eleven, eleven and eleven.
It’s been eleven years.
Eleven Minutes, written by Paulo Coelho, is a literal journey of a young woman Maria. But in our case, it has been eleven years.
Eleven is a powerful number and for that matter, a powerful year in our life.
There’s also an essay “The Eleven Vows of Mahatma Gandhi” though in our case, there is only one vow of loving each other immensely and we fulfill this vow everyday.
So, eleven questions must have emerged from the significance of “eleven” in my life.
Well, to cut the long story short, on 19th June, 2010, I and Jason complete eleven years of being together. It was on this day in 1999 that we met at Dadar station, platform no.5, under the indicator at 5 o’clock in the evening that had nothing to do with “dating”. But as they say in romantic novels, destiny had its own plan and we fell in love with each other and got married within six months and to end it in a fairy tale fashion, have been living happily ever after.
Amen.
It’s been eleven years.
Eleven Minutes, written by Paulo Coelho, is a literal journey of a young woman Maria. But in our case, it has been eleven years.
Eleven is a powerful number and for that matter, a powerful year in our life.
There’s also an essay “The Eleven Vows of Mahatma Gandhi” though in our case, there is only one vow of loving each other immensely and we fulfill this vow everyday.
So, eleven questions must have emerged from the significance of “eleven” in my life.
Well, to cut the long story short, on 19th June, 2010, I and Jason complete eleven years of being together. It was on this day in 1999 that we met at Dadar station, platform no.5, under the indicator at 5 o’clock in the evening that had nothing to do with “dating”. But as they say in romantic novels, destiny had its own plan and we fell in love with each other and got married within six months and to end it in a fairy tale fashion, have been living happily ever after.
Amen.
Monday, June 7, 2010
School Time…
Its school time again. From today, Jemimah and Jewel’s school has reopened. Jemimah is in fourth grade now and Jewel in the first. We had to get up at 5o’clock in the morning. I thought it would be total chaos to dress them both but thankfully, everything went in quite smoothly. Jemimah and Jewel both got up without much fuss and amidst the excitement of the first day, dressed up without misbehaving and also had their breakfast. Ma helped in making parathas for their tiffin and I made black channas (their favourite)…
There was double excitement because from this year onwards, they both will be going at the same time and in the same van. They will come back together. I also reached office on time. Praise the Lord, everything was on time and it rained also a bit today. In fact, it has been raining in bits since yesterday. I hope to carry on the chores everyday without any major hiccups…
There was double excitement because from this year onwards, they both will be going at the same time and in the same van. They will come back together. I also reached office on time. Praise the Lord, everything was on time and it rained also a bit today. In fact, it has been raining in bits since yesterday. I hope to carry on the chores everyday without any major hiccups…
Friday, June 4, 2010
July
The birthstone for July is a red ruby. Ronald Reagan designated July as National Ice Cream Month in 1984. He also appointed the third Sunday in July as National Ice Cream Day. July's flower is the Water Lily. The monsoon fun continues in India in July.
Since I am born on 11th July, I have a very deep and penetrating mind and can sometimes be overly intense in relationships. My loyalty is unconditional and I make the staunchest of friends.
Cancer's Secret Desire: To feel safe (emotionally, spiritually, romantically and financially)!!!
Since I am born on 11th July, I have a very deep and penetrating mind and can sometimes be overly intense in relationships. My loyalty is unconditional and I make the staunchest of friends.
Cancer's Secret Desire: To feel safe (emotionally, spiritually, romantically and financially)!!!
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Second Reading…!
While attending mass at the church, I always used to consider the ‘readers’ very lucky. Deep down my heart even I yearned to go for one of the Readings. On 14th May, 2010, I got a call from our animator asking whether I would be interested in doing one of the Readings. I instantly said yes. I was very so elated. That weekend I kept practicing and also went to church on Sunday morning quite earlier than the mass time. We practiced reading there as well. But as luck would have it, there was some kind of confusion and it wasn’t our turn to read on that Sunday. (Somebody had informed us wrongly that it was our community mass and we had to do the reading). Disappointed, we came back home after attending the mass.
Again on 21st May I got a call saying that the following Sunday (which happened to be Pentecost) was actually our reading day. Would I be interested? And not only that, I had to arrange for three other readers as well. So in the evening I spoke to some people and convinced them to do the reading along with me for Pentecost mass. Everything was going smoothly. I was excited and went to church well ahead of time. I was given all the instructions to read well and was given the Second Reading.
It was time for me to go on the alter and do the Reading. My heart was pounding because for the first time in my life I would be on the alter in front of so many people in the church. In my nervousness, I didn’t adjust the mike properly and it must have been little far away from my mouth because later on I was told that I was inaudible. I felt so bad. It was my first time and I goofed up. It wasn’t a nice feeling. But the feeling that it was Pentecost Sunday and I was reading for my Jesus Christ, kept me going. Whatever it is, Jesus gave me the opportunity to read and I am sure though others couldn’t hear, Jesus must have heard me distinctly. I am so glad that I got this golden opportunity of my life to read. If given another chance, I will make sure that everything goes smoothly…if only…
Again on 21st May I got a call saying that the following Sunday (which happened to be Pentecost) was actually our reading day. Would I be interested? And not only that, I had to arrange for three other readers as well. So in the evening I spoke to some people and convinced them to do the reading along with me for Pentecost mass. Everything was going smoothly. I was excited and went to church well ahead of time. I was given all the instructions to read well and was given the Second Reading.
It was time for me to go on the alter and do the Reading. My heart was pounding because for the first time in my life I would be on the alter in front of so many people in the church. In my nervousness, I didn’t adjust the mike properly and it must have been little far away from my mouth because later on I was told that I was inaudible. I felt so bad. It was my first time and I goofed up. It wasn’t a nice feeling. But the feeling that it was Pentecost Sunday and I was reading for my Jesus Christ, kept me going. Whatever it is, Jesus gave me the opportunity to read and I am sure though others couldn’t hear, Jesus must have heard me distinctly. I am so glad that I got this golden opportunity of my life to read. If given another chance, I will make sure that everything goes smoothly…if only…
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Fewer, better things
"...consumers are moving towards a deeper involvement with fewer, better things" says David Lamb, the newly appointed managing director (jewellery), of World Gold Council. And I truly, firmly and undoubtedly agree with him. This statement is so deep. Unknowingly, I have been doing just that from past one year or so. Just because I have always been so fond of gold jewellery, I kept buying a lot of “ordinary” stuff all the time. Whenever I would have a good amount of money, I would rush to any jeweler to buy earrings and pendant sets. Since I didn’t like too much of plain gold, most of these were cubic zirconium (CZ) jewellery with absolutely no resale value. But I always cherished the dream of owning diamond-studded jewellery.
Then on 28th June, 2008, my long-cherished dream of buying diamond jewellery was fulfilled. I went to Tanishq to buy something from their EVERYDAY collection. That day I bought my first pair of diamond earrings. Thanks to Tanishq, since then I have disposed all my “unnecessary” gold jewellery. I got them melted and bought all diamond-studded jewellery pieces from Tanishq. So now instead of a lot of unnecessary stuff, I have “fewer better things”. I would keep telling myself that I would have fewer better things instead of all this “junk” (David Lamb has just made this statement without knowing that I think in the same line)...!
Then on 28th June, 2008, my long-cherished dream of buying diamond jewellery was fulfilled. I went to Tanishq to buy something from their EVERYDAY collection. That day I bought my first pair of diamond earrings. Thanks to Tanishq, since then I have disposed all my “unnecessary” gold jewellery. I got them melted and bought all diamond-studded jewellery pieces from Tanishq. So now instead of a lot of unnecessary stuff, I have “fewer better things”. I would keep telling myself that I would have fewer better things instead of all this “junk” (David Lamb has just made this statement without knowing that I think in the same line)...!
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Pink isn't just a color, it's an attitude!
So says Miley Cyrus and how true it is…for me as well…
Well, I am going to make pink (and white) my ATTITUDE for my birthday this year on 11th July…
I have decided to be seen in pink and white this year…
These two colors will be my birthday code…
Pink because it was my most favourite childhood color and I have fallen in love with this color all over again and white because it is my lucky color…
A deadly combination of pink and white…
Hmm! I have already begun my shopping and the list keeps increasing each passing day…
Am I narcissistic? Who isn’t? But my shopping list includes surprise gifts for my loving husband, lovely daughters and loved dogs also…
Let me see what I can get for them in pink and white…
Well, I am going to make pink (and white) my ATTITUDE for my birthday this year on 11th July…
I have decided to be seen in pink and white this year…
These two colors will be my birthday code…
Pink because it was my most favourite childhood color and I have fallen in love with this color all over again and white because it is my lucky color…
A deadly combination of pink and white…
Hmm! I have already begun my shopping and the list keeps increasing each passing day…
Am I narcissistic? Who isn’t? But my shopping list includes surprise gifts for my loving husband, lovely daughters and loved dogs also…
Let me see what I can get for them in pink and white…
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
I love jewellery…
From the very beginning, I am in love with jewellery. Not just plain fashion jewellery but real gold and diamond jewellery. I come from that old school of thought wherein I believe that every girl should possess at least one pair of diamond earrings and I just love the song, “Diamonds are a girl’s best friend”. They truly are mine and I just love gold jewellery, diamond-studded jewellery and colour gemstones. I buy all my jewellery from Tanishq.
My daughters too are named keeping my love in mind. Jemimah’s short form is Jem (as in gem) and Jewel is jewel herself. Her pet name is Goldie (which I thought of keeping my love for gold in mind).
As luck (or rather ‘love’ would have it), I was introduced to the world of gems and jewellery writing on 7th September, 2006, when I joined JCK India as a Senior Writer. Now, the love for this industry is growing so strongly each passing day that I just cannot think of joining any other field. I just want to stick around in this sector. Right now I am working as a web reporter for a company that aggregates content for the gems and jewellery export promotion council of India (GJEPC).
This industry so beautiful and I get to see such beautiful jewellery every possible day. I get to meet such beautiful people making up this industry. I have added on so many jewellery companies on my Facebook account. I keep getting information about them and also get to see the beautiful images of their jewellery collection.
I want to be an eternal part of this industry. I want to join Womens’ Jewelry Association which has been launched in India. Oh Jesus, I want to do so much for this industry. Please bless me!!!
My daughters too are named keeping my love in mind. Jemimah’s short form is Jem (as in gem) and Jewel is jewel herself. Her pet name is Goldie (which I thought of keeping my love for gold in mind).
As luck (or rather ‘love’ would have it), I was introduced to the world of gems and jewellery writing on 7th September, 2006, when I joined JCK India as a Senior Writer. Now, the love for this industry is growing so strongly each passing day that I just cannot think of joining any other field. I just want to stick around in this sector. Right now I am working as a web reporter for a company that aggregates content for the gems and jewellery export promotion council of India (GJEPC).
This industry so beautiful and I get to see such beautiful jewellery every possible day. I get to meet such beautiful people making up this industry. I have added on so many jewellery companies on my Facebook account. I keep getting information about them and also get to see the beautiful images of their jewellery collection.
I want to be an eternal part of this industry. I want to join Womens’ Jewelry Association which has been launched in India. Oh Jesus, I want to do so much for this industry. Please bless me!!!
Thursday, May 13, 2010
need to straighten things
Nothing particular is on my mind today to write about. But since I feel like writing (I have little time to spare), I feel I should write. Don’t know when again I will get this kind of golden opportunity.
Well, what do I write about? My husband? Hmm, he’s fine now and has been going to work. We have not been spending too much time together nowadays because of work pressure. We need more time with each other.
My daughters, though on summer holidays, are not enjoying themselves. They are just whiling away their time doing nothing and going nowhere. Since we cannot take them out on a regular basis and since they are too young to be visiting friends on their own, I think their holidays are getting wasted. I remember how we used to enjoy our summer holidays when young…playing indoor games, reading Phantom comics, playing hide-n-seek in the evenings…well, how times have changed. I need to entertain my daughters in a better way and make sure they enjoy their holidays. I need to spend quality time with them.
My doggies too are doing fine. Barking at everyone ringing the doorbell and pouncing on strangers on the road…I feel they too need more attention from me.
As far as I am concerned, I too am living my life reading books and listening to music (would have gone demented by now had I not the habit of reading and listening to music). There’s monotony everywhere…I need to straighten things cleverly!!!
Well, what do I write about? My husband? Hmm, he’s fine now and has been going to work. We have not been spending too much time together nowadays because of work pressure. We need more time with each other.
My daughters, though on summer holidays, are not enjoying themselves. They are just whiling away their time doing nothing and going nowhere. Since we cannot take them out on a regular basis and since they are too young to be visiting friends on their own, I think their holidays are getting wasted. I remember how we used to enjoy our summer holidays when young…playing indoor games, reading Phantom comics, playing hide-n-seek in the evenings…well, how times have changed. I need to entertain my daughters in a better way and make sure they enjoy their holidays. I need to spend quality time with them.
My doggies too are doing fine. Barking at everyone ringing the doorbell and pouncing on strangers on the road…I feel they too need more attention from me.
As far as I am concerned, I too am living my life reading books and listening to music (would have gone demented by now had I not the habit of reading and listening to music). There’s monotony everywhere…I need to straighten things cleverly!!!
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Chestnut & Black
Chestnut and Black are the names of my puppies. As the name suggests, one is chestnut and the other is black in color. They used to be stray earlier but not anymore. We adopted them and brought them home on Sunday, 24th January, 2010. Now, with continuous de-worming and injections, they have grown up to be two handsome and adorable puppies. They will soon become dogs now…
But I had a traumatic night on 1st May, 2010, when they both ‘went missing’. I couldn’t stop crying for them and my husband Jason had a terrible time with me and my kids as we kept crying the whole night. But miraculously, and with the grace of Jesus Christ and the blessing of the Holy Spirit, Chestnut found his way and was back in the morning around 8:30 am. It must have been the happiest moment of my life. But Black couldn’t find his way out…
We went searching for him. After two nights, we managed to find Black as well on Monday, 3rd May, 2010, evening. He looked dirty and hungry. I wept in joy and was again the happiest person on earth.
Now both are back to the place they belong to…OUR HOME.
I am so lucky to get them back. This experience has taught me one thing: they mean a lot to me and also to everyone else at home. But looking at the way I had been shedding tears; my husband said that I love them more than anyone else. How do I explain this situation to him? I love everyone in a different way. I have my own way of loving my husband, I have my own way of loving my daughters and I have my own way of loving my puppies. Its unexplainable and immeasurable….Golu, please understand this!!!
But I had a traumatic night on 1st May, 2010, when they both ‘went missing’. I couldn’t stop crying for them and my husband Jason had a terrible time with me and my kids as we kept crying the whole night. But miraculously, and with the grace of Jesus Christ and the blessing of the Holy Spirit, Chestnut found his way and was back in the morning around 8:30 am. It must have been the happiest moment of my life. But Black couldn’t find his way out…
We went searching for him. After two nights, we managed to find Black as well on Monday, 3rd May, 2010, evening. He looked dirty and hungry. I wept in joy and was again the happiest person on earth.
Now both are back to the place they belong to…OUR HOME.
I am so lucky to get them back. This experience has taught me one thing: they mean a lot to me and also to everyone else at home. But looking at the way I had been shedding tears; my husband said that I love them more than anyone else. How do I explain this situation to him? I love everyone in a different way. I have my own way of loving my husband, I have my own way of loving my daughters and I have my own way of loving my puppies. Its unexplainable and immeasurable….Golu, please understand this!!!
Thursday, April 29, 2010
brand JUBILEE CARDOZO…
JUBILEE CARDOZO…this name has so much of weightage! My gut feeling says that I can create wonders with this name. I can create a brand name out of it. Just the sound of JUBILEE CARDOZO rings such a sensational bell in my ears. I am just becoming fonder and fonder and prouder and prouder of this unique name each passing day…
If you go to see, there’s nobody else with this name. I am on FACEBOOK, TWITTER, LINKED IN, SKYPE, ORKUT, STYLEPILE, and where not, and there’s no other JUBILEE CARDOZO. This name is such a unique one. I want to take advantage of this and create a brand identity for myself. I really don’t know how I will do it, but I am sure I will be able to do something with it…
Now that I have a blog as well with my unique identity, there is nothing that can stop me now. With the guidance of the Holy Spirit, I am sure I will head in the right direction…just wish me luck…!!!
If you go to see, there’s nobody else with this name. I am on FACEBOOK, TWITTER, LINKED IN, SKYPE, ORKUT, STYLEPILE, and where not, and there’s no other JUBILEE CARDOZO. This name is such a unique one. I want to take advantage of this and create a brand identity for myself. I really don’t know how I will do it, but I am sure I will be able to do something with it…
Now that I have a blog as well with my unique identity, there is nothing that can stop me now. With the guidance of the Holy Spirit, I am sure I will head in the right direction…just wish me luck…!!!
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
We have discovered the Holy Spirit!!!
It’s been a long time since I wrote anything on my blog. To be very precise, it’s been one month and four days since the time I wrote about the various activities in my life. Since then I did not have the time and the inclination to share anything. No, I wasn’t lazy. I was busy. I was busy running to the hospital, running to work, running to get back to my kids at home…I simply kept running!!!
I was running so much because on the night of 20th March, 2010, my husband Jason met with a car accident. Though he was injured, the injuries were not that serious and he was saved by the power of God and our belief on the Lord God Jesus Christ. Jason stayed at the hospital for a week and till now he is recuperating at home with his left arm fractured and a hairline fracture and a 6mm blood clot in the brain….But by the grace of the God and by the power of the Holy Spirit, he is getting better and better each passing day.
But I didn’t know about the power and grace of the Holy Spirit till recently. I didn’t even know that I had to believe in the Holy Spirit. A not-that-old Roman Catholic, (I was converted to Christianity in 2001); I didn’t know I had to believe in the power of the Holy Spirit. As told during my catechism classes, I just prayed to Jesus Christ and was very happy basking in His glory. But Holy Spirit had to be brought into my life just as Jesus Christ had been brought into my life as destined.
It was on 9th April, 2010, that I went to Jason’s auntie’s place for some work. She gave me a book titled GOOD MORNING, HOLY SPIRIT written by Benny Hinn. While giving me the book, she told me that not everybody can get to read this book. She had lent this book to a lot of people but not everybody could read it. Most of the people returned the book unread as one needed the grace of the Holy Spirit to read this book. So by the grace of the Holy Spirit, I started reading this book on 12th April, 2010, and am on the verge of finishing it any day. So, may I take the liberty of saying that I was destined to read this book and be touched by the Holy Spirit? How lucky and blessed I am!
Since the time I have started reading this book, my conviction for the Holy Spirit is becoming stronger and stronger. I have been telling about the Holy Spirit to Jason also and he too has started believing in Him. We call the Holy Spirit amidst us while praying in the night by saying: “Jesus, we love you. Father God, we adore you. Precious Holy Spirit, we long for your fellowship”. Our praying time has been enriched by the power of the Holy Spirit. We have discovered Holy Spirit in our lives…
I was running so much because on the night of 20th March, 2010, my husband Jason met with a car accident. Though he was injured, the injuries were not that serious and he was saved by the power of God and our belief on the Lord God Jesus Christ. Jason stayed at the hospital for a week and till now he is recuperating at home with his left arm fractured and a hairline fracture and a 6mm blood clot in the brain….But by the grace of the God and by the power of the Holy Spirit, he is getting better and better each passing day.
But I didn’t know about the power and grace of the Holy Spirit till recently. I didn’t even know that I had to believe in the Holy Spirit. A not-that-old Roman Catholic, (I was converted to Christianity in 2001); I didn’t know I had to believe in the power of the Holy Spirit. As told during my catechism classes, I just prayed to Jesus Christ and was very happy basking in His glory. But Holy Spirit had to be brought into my life just as Jesus Christ had been brought into my life as destined.
It was on 9th April, 2010, that I went to Jason’s auntie’s place for some work. She gave me a book titled GOOD MORNING, HOLY SPIRIT written by Benny Hinn. While giving me the book, she told me that not everybody can get to read this book. She had lent this book to a lot of people but not everybody could read it. Most of the people returned the book unread as one needed the grace of the Holy Spirit to read this book. So by the grace of the Holy Spirit, I started reading this book on 12th April, 2010, and am on the verge of finishing it any day. So, may I take the liberty of saying that I was destined to read this book and be touched by the Holy Spirit? How lucky and blessed I am!
Since the time I have started reading this book, my conviction for the Holy Spirit is becoming stronger and stronger. I have been telling about the Holy Spirit to Jason also and he too has started believing in Him. We call the Holy Spirit amidst us while praying in the night by saying: “Jesus, we love you. Father God, we adore you. Precious Holy Spirit, we long for your fellowship”. Our praying time has been enriched by the power of the Holy Spirit. We have discovered Holy Spirit in our lives…
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Books and Music!!!
Books and music are the two loves of my life after my family. I am a voracious reader of Classic Literature and have a fairly good collection in my library. Some of the authors who beautify my book shelf are Charles Dickens, William Shakespeare, Jane Eyre, Margaret Mitchell, Jane Austen and Oscar Wilde. I just adore the classic authors and their works. I love to buy their books to add to my existing collection.
Since I don’t get time to read at home, I like to read books in the train while I am commuting for work. But of late I had been ending up with a splitting headache every evening. After consultation the doctor told me that it’s because I read books in the train. So I got spectacles for myself. Then also my headaches didn’t bother to leave me alone. So the doc told to me that I should stop reading altogether in the train. Now, how was it ever possible? Anyway, to get rid of my headaches, I sacrificed my books and stopped reading for a while. But I noticed that my head aches would just not bother to leave me alone in the evenings. So??? So what? I have decided to continue reading…. (lol)!
But there’s a slight twist in the story here. For the little while I had stopped reading books in the train, I got hooked to listening music on my mobile phone. And the station which managed to keep me tuned in was 104.8 Meow FM. It so happens that between 2 to 5 o’clock every afternoon the station plays all Hindi retro songs from the 1950s, 60s, 70s and even 80s. And I am a big, big fan of retro numbers. And so, since then I have been listening to my favourite retro numbers on radio while going home (this is the time I usually travel back home after my part time work).
And believe you me, RJ Komal plays the most melodious retro songs as per her listeners’ request…I have become a die-hard fan of her show and keeping requesting my favourite songs everyday. And she does play all my requested songs, everyday, without fail…yesterday she played songs on the theme I suggested: JEWELRY
Life couldn’t be more fulfilling. My books, my Facebook, my retro songs…ah ha. I am indeed blessed!!!
Since I don’t get time to read at home, I like to read books in the train while I am commuting for work. But of late I had been ending up with a splitting headache every evening. After consultation the doctor told me that it’s because I read books in the train. So I got spectacles for myself. Then also my headaches didn’t bother to leave me alone. So the doc told to me that I should stop reading altogether in the train. Now, how was it ever possible? Anyway, to get rid of my headaches, I sacrificed my books and stopped reading for a while. But I noticed that my head aches would just not bother to leave me alone in the evenings. So??? So what? I have decided to continue reading…. (lol)!
But there’s a slight twist in the story here. For the little while I had stopped reading books in the train, I got hooked to listening music on my mobile phone. And the station which managed to keep me tuned in was 104.8 Meow FM. It so happens that between 2 to 5 o’clock every afternoon the station plays all Hindi retro songs from the 1950s, 60s, 70s and even 80s. And I am a big, big fan of retro numbers. And so, since then I have been listening to my favourite retro numbers on radio while going home (this is the time I usually travel back home after my part time work).
And believe you me, RJ Komal plays the most melodious retro songs as per her listeners’ request…I have become a die-hard fan of her show and keeping requesting my favourite songs everyday. And she does play all my requested songs, everyday, without fail…yesterday she played songs on the theme I suggested: JEWELRY
Life couldn’t be more fulfilling. My books, my Facebook, my retro songs…ah ha. I am indeed blessed!!!
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Proud to be a mother of two daughters!!!
Yesterday I was reading this particular article on The Economist about female infanticide.
http://www.economist.com/world/internationaldisplayStory.cfm?story_id=15636231
It is about how girl children are being killed just because they are ‘girls’. It says that technology, declining fertility and ancient prejudice are combining to unbalance societies and it talks about various countries where girl children are not considered ‘children’.
The horrifying truth and the gigantic figure have truly upset me. I remember very well that even before I was married, I always wanted to have a daughter (may be adopt one or something equally nice) and whenever I thought of children, girls would bring smile on my face. When I was expecting for the first time, I secretly yearned for a girl and kept checking the Chinese calendar all the while. When my elder daughter Jemimah was born, the first thing I asked my doctor was, “is it a boy or girl” and when she said, “girl”, I remember thanking her so much (as if she had anything to do with her being a girl). In the operation theatre, I told the doctor, “thank you so much, I always wanted a girl”. I was indeed proud to be the mother of a girl child.
Though it’s a sad truth that I did not want to go for a second child, my husband Jason used to brain wash me and keep telling why we should have a second child. Initially, I was quite unhappy with my second pregnancy. Everyone said it would be a boy this time and again I referred the Chinese calendar to confirm (again I wanted a girl). I found out that it was to be a girl. I was happy but not ready to trust the calendar. Finally, thankfully, this time also I got a girl. Oooh!!! I was so happy…again I asked the same question to my doctor. Again she said that it was a girl. Again I said that this time also I wanted a girl.
I was so happy to be the mother of two daughters now. I must say even Jason was very proud to father two daughters.
In fact, it’s a very proud feeling to be mothering two daughters. I feel nice to buy fashionable clothes, shoes, earrings, et al for them. I couldn’t do all this if I had boys. How boring it would have been for me. It’s such a pleasure to be a mother of two daughters. Life is so fulfilling.
Though I shout, yell, scream and also sometimes spank them, it’s not because they are 'girls'. It’s because they don’t listen to me, it’s because they don’t study, it’s because they don’t eat….never because they are ‘girls’. I cannot ever imagine mistreating my daughters Jemimah and Jewel just because they are ‘girls’. It’s just unimaginable!!!
So it’s my humble request to all girl-child haters, please read my blog and fathom my happiness of being the mother of two daughters…I love my two daughters. They make my life complete and they are my assets. I feel proud to be a mother of two daughters. It’s such a blessing from Jesus Christ.
http://www.economist.com/world/internationaldisplayStory.cfm?story_id=15636231
It is about how girl children are being killed just because they are ‘girls’. It says that technology, declining fertility and ancient prejudice are combining to unbalance societies and it talks about various countries where girl children are not considered ‘children’.
The horrifying truth and the gigantic figure have truly upset me. I remember very well that even before I was married, I always wanted to have a daughter (may be adopt one or something equally nice) and whenever I thought of children, girls would bring smile on my face. When I was expecting for the first time, I secretly yearned for a girl and kept checking the Chinese calendar all the while. When my elder daughter Jemimah was born, the first thing I asked my doctor was, “is it a boy or girl” and when she said, “girl”, I remember thanking her so much (as if she had anything to do with her being a girl). In the operation theatre, I told the doctor, “thank you so much, I always wanted a girl”. I was indeed proud to be the mother of a girl child.
Though it’s a sad truth that I did not want to go for a second child, my husband Jason used to brain wash me and keep telling why we should have a second child. Initially, I was quite unhappy with my second pregnancy. Everyone said it would be a boy this time and again I referred the Chinese calendar to confirm (again I wanted a girl). I found out that it was to be a girl. I was happy but not ready to trust the calendar. Finally, thankfully, this time also I got a girl. Oooh!!! I was so happy…again I asked the same question to my doctor. Again she said that it was a girl. Again I said that this time also I wanted a girl.
I was so happy to be the mother of two daughters now. I must say even Jason was very proud to father two daughters.
In fact, it’s a very proud feeling to be mothering two daughters. I feel nice to buy fashionable clothes, shoes, earrings, et al for them. I couldn’t do all this if I had boys. How boring it would have been for me. It’s such a pleasure to be a mother of two daughters. Life is so fulfilling.
Though I shout, yell, scream and also sometimes spank them, it’s not because they are 'girls'. It’s because they don’t listen to me, it’s because they don’t study, it’s because they don’t eat….never because they are ‘girls’. I cannot ever imagine mistreating my daughters Jemimah and Jewel just because they are ‘girls’. It’s just unimaginable!!!
So it’s my humble request to all girl-child haters, please read my blog and fathom my happiness of being the mother of two daughters…I love my two daughters. They make my life complete and they are my assets. I feel proud to be a mother of two daughters. It’s such a blessing from Jesus Christ.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Jewel’s Fancy Dress Competition
Today was my younger daughter (Jewel’s) Fancy Dress Competition in school. She studies in Senior KG in RBK School (Mira Road). I dressed her up as a Japanese Doll. I tried to search for a Jap fan or an umbrella as a prop for her but couldn’t find any in the market. Finally, I decided to make the fan on my own. So I bought all the materials required to make a Japanese fan and tried my hands and luck…And I must say, the final result looked quite pretty!!! Even my Jewel looked quite pretty after all the make up and hairdo…
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
International Women’s Day
Yesterday was International Women’s Day and 104.8 meow fm radio was playing song dedications for all those important women in our lives who have helped change the shape of our lives in some way or the other. I too requested the song “mere ghar aayi ek nanhi pari” from 1970s hit movie Kabhi Kabhi for my daughters Jemimah and Jewel. I also sent out a SMS saying, “for my daughters Jemimah and Jewel who have made me the woman I am today”. This message won me a free gift voucher from Barista Lavassa.
Now this has set me thinking. Am I really that ‘woman’ about whom the entire world has been lavishing praises? What have I sacrificed for my daughters? Am I really a pillar of strength and example of patience? Have I really set any exemplary steps for my daughters?
My daughters are eight and five years old respectively. It’s true that I am the world for them right now but then they are too young to understand the other aspects of life. They come rushing to me with each and every problem but then, do I have the patience and energy to listen to them all? Don’t I shoo them away when they come complaining about each other and admonish them to solve it on their own. Don’t I say, “Will you please shut up” when they ask too many questions and I don’t have the energy, time and inclination to answer all their queries. I don’t think just because I am working and feel tired and bored in the evening to listen to their pitter patter, give me the right to just shut them up even before they open their mouth to ask anything to me.
Just because I have to cook dinner doesn’t mean that I can howl, scream and yell at them the minute they set their foot in the kitchen to ask anything innocent. I don’t think a ‘true woman’, a celluloid mom, ever behaves in such manner. Then why am I so aggressive with my kids and behave drastically with them? Where am I going wrong?
I wasn’t like this earlier. Though I wasn’t that mild mannered, I wasn’t of the screaming types also. I always wanted to have a daughter and with God’s grace, I have got two daughters today. I don’t mistreat them just because they are girls. I love them more because they are girls (may be I could have been worse with boys). I see to it that they get all the possible good things in life and I also make sure that they are properly dressed up all the time. I don’t differentiate between the two and give them both equal things. But still there’s that one thing that bothers me…I shout at them a lot!
Yes, it’s really true. They have made me the woman I am today……
Now this has set me thinking. Am I really that ‘woman’ about whom the entire world has been lavishing praises? What have I sacrificed for my daughters? Am I really a pillar of strength and example of patience? Have I really set any exemplary steps for my daughters?
My daughters are eight and five years old respectively. It’s true that I am the world for them right now but then they are too young to understand the other aspects of life. They come rushing to me with each and every problem but then, do I have the patience and energy to listen to them all? Don’t I shoo them away when they come complaining about each other and admonish them to solve it on their own. Don’t I say, “Will you please shut up” when they ask too many questions and I don’t have the energy, time and inclination to answer all their queries. I don’t think just because I am working and feel tired and bored in the evening to listen to their pitter patter, give me the right to just shut them up even before they open their mouth to ask anything to me.
Just because I have to cook dinner doesn’t mean that I can howl, scream and yell at them the minute they set their foot in the kitchen to ask anything innocent. I don’t think a ‘true woman’, a celluloid mom, ever behaves in such manner. Then why am I so aggressive with my kids and behave drastically with them? Where am I going wrong?
I wasn’t like this earlier. Though I wasn’t that mild mannered, I wasn’t of the screaming types also. I always wanted to have a daughter and with God’s grace, I have got two daughters today. I don’t mistreat them just because they are girls. I love them more because they are girls (may be I could have been worse with boys). I see to it that they get all the possible good things in life and I also make sure that they are properly dressed up all the time. I don’t differentiate between the two and give them both equal things. But still there’s that one thing that bothers me…I shout at them a lot!
Yes, it’s really true. They have made me the woman I am today……
Monday, March 8, 2010
My family
What I Like About my family
My husband: I like the way he loves me.
My elder daughter Jemimah: I like her eagerness to please me.
My younger daughter Jewel (Goldie): I like her sleeping on my right hand.
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