Daily post · life experience


All I could write about a snack is my daily worry what my toddler would demand for an evening snack . Though it mostly varies from a scrambled egg to home made french fries to saute bananas topped with bit of sugar ,it almost always happen that she asks for something which is not available at the moment. Unlike the most ‘normal’ toddlers,this little lady refuses milk or any diary products .Since force feeding is not in my agenda I accept any of her demands with the exception for junk foods .There was a time when I coaxed her in many ways to give milk, but all in vain . Except for that she pretty much likes most of the things with no special demands .

My family around me is a ‘snack family’ ,most of them like different varieties of chips – banana or potato or tapioca or jack fruit to  name a few . Or they would snack on some roasted peanut or ‘mixture’ . But I don’t fit in there too, I don’t like snacking when sitting and chatting or while travelling or while watching a movie . Wonder any one like me is there?? I do eat 1-2 biscuits for evening tea ,but not more. The only things I love to eat in between meals are some fruits or some dark chocolates . I’m so fond of those dark chocolates that I prefer them dark with above 70% cocoa ,the more the percentage -the merrier I am !! In our home we even make some home made snacks for evening tea – cutlets ,samosas,banana fritters ,swiss rolls to name a few. Among them banana fritters are the most widely made even without any occasion and all others are mostly made when there are guests or there is an occasion . So how about you – What type of snacks do you eat in your country ?Or are you like me – a not a snack person ?

Daily post prompt:Snack

Daily post · Poem


I see people , craving for money

With no ethics in deeds to earn more

No, I am not one among you !!

I see people , ravishing on clothes

Spending each bit on brands

No ,I am not one among you !!

I see people , luring for power

Hypocrisy is their trait

No,I am not one among you!!

I see ladies , with layers and layers of cosmetics

Inferiority is what they feel, devoid of makeup

No,I am not one among you !!

I see men , trying to lure women

Betrayal is what you do

No,I am not one among you!!

Why am I an outcast??

Because I’m not after money

Neither clothes nor power can attract me

Neither flawless skin or sugar coated words can buy me

I yearn for love and happiness

I yearn for positivity and peace

I yearn for trust and honesty

I run in search of them

And find them

In the innocence of my kids

They are the magnets

And I’m the iron bar :).
The current world is chasing money,power, etc . People forget to live while being busy chasing these . Look at a child and you see the joy and innocence even while playing with mud !! They live in the moment not worrying about tomorrow . Lets live today rather than dying everyday while conquering higher powers or money !!

In response to daily post prompt magnet .Magnet

Daily post · Essay · life experience

The wheel of life 

As I grow each day , my materialistic attraction lessens and I’m more to knowing myself and others . I realize , we go through a wheel of changes bringing us back almost like a kid in the old age . I see the best example in my paternal grandmother who is almost 90. She lives with us since the death of my grand father (almost 20 years) and recently I see her deteriorate both physically and mentally.

 Off late, she makes demands like a kid and cry if her demands are not met in the way she wanted .One day  we see her crying so much , saying something in between. We ask our house help what was going on and she says my grandmother is crying saying she dont have a saree to wear , and this when around 20 sarees were kept near her . She didn’t like anything and she was asking something she wore sometime after her wedding !! This resembles so much the tantrums a toddler would make when they make unrealistic demands .

Another to say , grandmother comes up with stories of death of some healthy lively people . We wonder why she said so , but she adamantly sticks to it . She keeps saying her youngest daughter in law passed away inspite of seeing her alive . Her logic says that is some other lady dressed like daughter in law . It reminds of the make up stories of my three year old .

Untimely demands are another common factor for old and young kids . My grandmother demands something or other to be eaten at midnight once everyone are asleep. I’d been through this phase for my elder kid many times !!

All these makes me realise , either today or tomorrow we all pass through similar cycle of events. When we show tolerance to our kids and irritation to old people- how fair it is ?? The realisation that we might reach the same point sooner or later is the remedy to not being irritated and angry . A self reminder that these people gave their blood and soul to raise their kids would tackle much of the issues . But when we are tired of our work life and family life – these are not easy to follow steps . Again reminding ourselves, their days are much numbered and making them happy shouldn’t bother us too much 🙂 .
In response to daily post prompt wheel.


Daily post · Poem

Global village

World – a global village

People chatting sitting in afar corners

People skyping over continents

Where IMO’s and DUO’s are must

Where messenger and whatsapp are mandatory

Instagram and Facebook are life lines

Wifi or data are blood like

Connecting over continents

Talking about multi cultures

Forgetting the local connections

The next door neighbour –

Who would run to you to help you

But you forget his face

You forget to smile

Because you are immersed in your phone !!
We live in a world of super connectivity , we can message , see and talk to anyone sitting in any corner of the world. While many people make many new friends across the borders , they forget about the friends,neighbors and relatives in their close vicinity. The smart phone keeps you engaged even when you walk, sit or travel . You hardly speak to other people around. Observing the co -travelers in any public transport will show that people are always with their phones , never interested in making a ‘real’ connection to another human being !! A way in which technology is killing us . In response to daily post prompt local.Local

Daily post · Poem

The illusive world 

I bought clothes,shoes and bags 

I thought they’d bring happiness 

Illusion it was !! 

I lived in frustration still .. 


I made a house , 

Glorified with expensive interiors 

I thought it’d make a home

Illusion it was !!

It was just some bricks and mud . 


I kept a ‘yes’ nod to all around 

I thought making them happy was important 

Illusion it was !!

I stayed frustrated with it…


I gave her expensive gifts 

I thought she’d love me for that

Illusion it was !!

I felt lost again … 


I was in the death bed 

I’d hundreds of Facebook friends 

I’d a few hundreds instagram followers 

I thought they’d come and meet 

Illusion it was !!

Just my family around –

I hardly saw them , coz I lived in my illusive world all these days .

Many people around us live in a highly illusive world- trying to find happiness in materialistic things, trying to “buy” love , trying to be with ‘online friends’ being offline from the real world and real people . This is a current generation scenario.Our parents or grandparents never experienced these . Coming out of illusion and living in real world is going to be a challenge for the coming generation. In response to daily post prompt illusion.Illusion

Daily post · Poem

My commitments

Oh My parents-

Never do I commit my time and energy every day and night

Never do I commit bundles of money

I do commit- my prayers and love

For I’m your sweat and blood.


Oh My kids –

Never do I commit a life of ease

Never do I commit you get what you want

I do commit- my unconditional love and prayers

For you are my heart and soul .


Oh my Husband-

Never do I commit a life of no arguments

Never do I commit wealth and power

I do commit- my trust,love and prayers

For I’m incomplete without you.
In response to daily post prompt commit.Commit

Daily post · life experience · Poem

The magician 

Lonely in a crowd

Mind bustling with emotions

People around cares nothing

I walk from there –

Yet another crowd

But , no ones seems to care

I walk from there –

Untill I reach my room

No crowd , No one there

A fresh page of journal awaits me

My mind flows through my pen

The bustling calms down

Calming to a silent stream

A whoosh changed to a babble

The magician- a paper and pen .

Many a times ,I’ve felt the magic of paper and pen – let it be to calm down my mind overflowing with mixed emotions or to jot down some ideas , to relax or to shut off anger outbursts. I’m sure many would relate to this . In response to daily post prompt paper.Paper