Our 7 favourite picture book authors #BarAThon 2017 Day 4

For Day 4 of Bar-A-Thon 2017, I have put together a list of Dhruv and my 7 favourite picture book authors whose works we have enjoyed reading over the past years –

1) Dr. Seuss

pixlrNo childhood is complete without reading The Cat in the Hat and Green Eggs and Ham. These 2 were a part of our first box set – Dr Seuss Beginner Books Collection. The repetitive rhyming words in the simple stories with a doze of humour appealed the most to us. Dr Seuss books are a vast collection ranging from –

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7 reasons to have a second child #BarAThon 2017 Day 3

I was planning to write another post about books and reading today for Day 3 of Bar-A-Thon. Then, I thought it will lead to monotony. Therefore, I decided otherwise.

Today, I will give you 7 reasons why you should have a second child.

This topic has been widely written about and read and most of my reasons might also be stereotypes. Before proceeding ahead with my reasons, let me first share with you my learning on stereotypes – ‘You might (want to) move away from stereotypes but stereotypes are always here to stay.’

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7 questions non-readers asked me #BarAThon 2017 Day 2

It is Day 2 of Bar-A-Thon 2017 and today I am going to pour out all the questions I have been asked by the non-readers, I have known by the virtue of relation or acquaintance.

Okay, not all but 7 since 7 is the theme for this 15 day long blogging challenge with alternate day blogging.

This is a long post. I couldn’t help it since these questions have waited a long long time to get converted from emotions to words.

For those who will make the effort to read this till the end, I hope you enjoy it.

 Q1: “Madam, aap IAS ki tayyari kar rahi hain?”

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7 ways to make your child love reading #BarAThon 2017 Day 1

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The second edition of Bar-A-Thon has started. It is a fortnight-long blogging marathon for bloggers everywhere.

You can read all about Bar-A-Thon here.

For Day 1, I have chosen to write using the theme 7 and it is on a topic closest to my heart – 7 ways to make your child fall in love with books and reading.

A child is never too young to be introduced to books

For babies, there are board books and cloth books available which do not get damaged or torn with rough handling. Then there are “Touch and Feel” books

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Breaking the silence #PeriodPride

The initiative ‘Period Pride’ has been going on for a week at Write Tribe and I was not sure if I want to write about this or do I have the courage to tell my menstruation tale on a public platform. And then I read Tulika’s post this morning which prompted me to take the plunge.

I was 12 years old when I first bled. Thankfully, it was winter vacation and me and my brother were playing in our home’s lawn with our pup whom we had brought home a week back. 2 carpenters were working at home at that time. My mother had come to speak briefly with the carpenters when she looked into my direction and noticed something. She immediately ushered me inside the bedroom. Continue reading

The wait is finally over #BarAThon Day 7

You have been dusty for a while.

Okay! For a long while.

You have been donning the corners waiting to be put to use.

You do know, but, that day is not going to come . You have been rendered useless for the last 3 years and there is no hope, henceforth too.

You have tried everything in your capacity to hold my attention – relentless stares, soundless cries and dust storms on movements.

You are despaired for nothing works on my thick hide.

You accuse me of being lazy for which I would like to correct you. It is called ‘laid-back’, sounds a lot more better.

If I am not wrong, you seem to have mapped up my mind which has been dreaming of buying a new oven.

You are alluring me, these days, with the money you will fetch me to fulfill my dream.

Okay. Fine. Thank you.

I want to congratulate you for your time has arrived. You have moved up occupying the top slot on my priority list. The grandparents left today after their 10 days stay. The Bar-A-Thon is ending today with this post. Thus, there is nothing more important on my mind than you for now.

I promise to find a new home for you in the next 15 days.

The old bookshelf, the pram, the high chair, the car seat – your wait is finally over.


This post has been written for Day 7 of the 7 day blogging challenge BAR-A-THON.

Today’s prompt is ‘Promise (to yourself/someone else)’.

I am with Team #CrimsonRush

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Here are my other posts for the Bar-A-Thon

Day 1 –  Unlikely Trance #BarAThon Day 1

Day 2 – Silent Dilemma #BarAThon Day 2

Day 3 – Move your body, yeah! #BarAThon Day 3

Day 4 – Spare us, oh gal! #BarAThon Day 4

Day 5 – Nostalgia pint-sized #BarAThon Day 5

Day 6 – Wishful Thinking or Idealism #BarAThon Day 7

Wishful thinking or Idealism #BarAThon Day 6

This morning while I was on my morning walk, there were loud noises coming from the basement. I had one ‘Mummyknowitall’ for company who told me there was a quarrel going on between  2 people over 2-wheeler parking.  I came to know one of them had been physically aggressive indulging in fist fight. And then she said, “Punjabis are like this, aggressive and over the top.”

So, it boiled down to labeling. The act of fist fighting.was undesirable in itself but labeling the doer on the basis of the state he came from? Can we not do without it? Or is it just wishful thinking on my part? And, I am not a Punjabi.

It  is not just about this incident. I have a long list of what can be considered as wishful thinking.

  1. People valuing relationships based on the concept of ‘dil ke rishte’ (connections of the heart) rather than superficiality of labels and position in relations.
  2. People considering each other on face value rather than indulging in reading between the lines.
  3. People minding their own businesses rather than meddling in others.
  4. Religious people showing acceptance for those who do not follow rituals and practices same as theirs or those who practice none at all.
  5. Shutting down of the numerous ‘dharmik channels’ because most of the Babas and Maas, through their preaching on these channels, only end up complicating the understanding of God for the common folks. They, instead of empowering the people and bringing them closer to God, become the self-assuming Gods themselves and tell people how vain they are.

The list is long but I am leaving it at 5 for this post.


This post has been written for Day 6 of the 7 day blogging challenge BAR-A-THON.

Today’s prompt is ‘Wishful thinking’.

I am with Team #CrimsonRush

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Here are my other posts for the Bar-A-Thon

Day 1 –  Unlikely Trance #BarAThon Day 1

Day 2 – Silent Dilemma #BarAThon Day 2

Day 3 – Move your body, yeah! #BarAThon Day 3

Day 4 – Spare us, oh gal! #BarAThon Day 4

Day 5 – Nostalgia pint-sized #BarAThon Day 5

Nostalgia pint-sized #BarAThon Day 5

“Dhroooov, where are you going to running with that bag? Come back. I need to sort out all your old stuff. Ufff!” I screamed,throwing my hands in the air, and followed him to the next room.

In the other room, he had turned the bag upside down and there were memories lying scattered all around him. I stood there standing by the door observing him as he was arranging those memories on the floor.

Memories from the days when he started walking always intending to go bare foot.

Memories from the days we spent together roaming around the town on foot. He wouldn’t agree to get tucked up in the stroller and so I happened to push the stroller with one hand and held his small hand with the other.

Memories from the days when braving the cold, after the rains stopped, we used to venture out because the joy of jumping in puddles matched to none.

Memories from the days when we spent the lazy sunny afternoons sitting on the benches at the train station watching the trains come and go.

Memories also come in pairs of different colours, I realised, perhaps.

“Are you here to buy them?”, he enquired.

His question broke my string of thoughts. He had put up a sign board saying ‘SALE’ and was quoting a price ranging from Rs. 10 to Rs 109.

“Who are you and what are you selling?”, I posed hoping to get an interesting answer.

“I am Agent Tiny and I am selling tiny shoes”, said he.

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Picture credit – Pixabay


The setting is fictionalised but the memories are real.

This post has been written for Day 5 of the 7 day blogging challenge BAR-A-THON.

Today’s prompt is ‘Tiny shoes’.

I am with Team #CrimsonRush

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Here are my other posts for the Bar-A-Thon

Day 1 –  Unlikely Trance #BarAThon Day 1

Day 2 – Silent Dilemma #BarAThon Day 2

Day 3 – Move your body, yeah! #BarAThon Day 3

Day 4 – Spare us, oh gal! #BarAThon Day 4

Spare us, Oh Gal! #BarAThon Day 4

Scene outside a classroom –

Few boys were kneeling in front of a girl with folded hands.

Curiously, I lent in my ear to find out what was going on. I heard the pleading tone in their voices. They were requesting the girl to go easy on them for that day with the unit test since they had not prepared well and only co-operation by sharing answers and cheating could save them from flunking. They were blabbering they feared the girl more than the invigilator for getting caught red-handed while cheating.

The girl bitten by the bugs of audacity, honesty and truthfulness followed this principle in her life – ‘Neither will I cheat, nor will I let others cheat’.

She was the torch bearer in her class when it came to catching classmates cheating in the tests and exams and reporting them to the invigilator.

Can you imagine this could be a true story? Do you, by any chance, know a character like her in your life?


This post has been written for Day 4 of the 7 day blogging challenge BAR-A-THON.

Today’s prompt is ‘Caught red-handed’.

I am with Team #CrimsonRush

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Here are my other posts for the Bar-A-Thon

Day 1 –  Unlikely Trance #BarAThon Day 1

Day 2 – Silent Dilemma #BarAThon Day 2

Day 3 – Move your body, yeah! #BarAThon Day 3

Move your body, yeah! #BarAThon Day 3

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I was agile and full of life.

I was in my 20s. Every morning I would wake up after snoozing the alarm for more than half an hour. Then realising I had got late, I would get ready and leave the house for work in a hurry. I had no time to cater to my body apart from giving it rest and filling it with food. I had no time to exercise. I told myself I was busy all day. I consoled myself with ‘Oh look, I do walk, walking after getting down from the cab to the elevators in the office building and then from elevator to my work station.’ I spent my weekends sleeping until late mornings and afternoon as a reward for all the hard work I did throughout the week. I considered my life a blessing so there was no need to change anything.

By the time I entered 30s, my body started showing signs of incessant fatigue and I worked out a solution of giving it more rest because by this time my body had made a life-long pact with rest and inertia. Any attempt to make it move at this stage only resulted in aches and pains making me think I must be getting it all wrong, hence it would be good to hire a trainer. I joined the best Gym in the vicinity, paying hefty fees towards the membership in the hope that the dwindling bank balance would give me the thrust to cross the Gym’s doors day after day. This did not work either. My body refused to budge from the couch and the bed. The couch and the mattresses, buried under a ton of weight, had their own stories to tell but who pays any heed to those. I took my academics  seriously in school and I had learnt that lesson very well  which said non-living objects do not feel anything. On growing up, I took my profession seriously always aiming for growth, horizontally and vertically. And so did my body. However, growth was a smaller ambition for it, it went for expansion.

Hitting late 30s brought varicose veins, blood clogs and the fear of my body shutting down completely. The money which earlier went to Gym membership now started getting channelised to the hospitals and pharma companies. Life-long medicines or operation became the choices at hand. The doctors cautioned, “Medicines alone will do no good, go out, move and exercise”. Thus it all came back to exercise.

In one philosophical state of mind, I was delving about the fragile lives we all lead in today’s times with sickness and other uncertainties looming large. What I did forget to consider was my sickness was a movie which had been long in the making.


This was the story of a dear one narrating his life to me. He is yet to touch 40.

What about you? Does exercise form a vital part of your daily schedule?


This post has been written for Day 3 of the 7 day blogging challenge BAR-A-THON

Today’s prompt is ‘Fragile Lives’

I am with Team #CrimsonRush

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Here are my other posts for the Bar-A-Thon

Day 1 –  Unlikely Trance #BarAThon Day 1

Day 2 – Silent Dilemma #BarAThon Day 2