30 Minutes Timer To Just Write

30 minutes timer to just write

Let’s see how many could survive the fight

I could see nothing but only white light

It tried to make me little fright

My room in the house was very quiet

Nobody could understand my plight

Panicky I started my fingernails to bite

Not having any idea even slight

As the deadline was very tight

Nothing was coming in my sight

Thinking so much despite

I couldn’t imagine anything bright

Gathering some courage I told myself alright

And just then my creativity started to recite

The tick-tock of the clock reminded me it was midnight

And I could easily see some magical moonlight

The twinkling stars in the sky were infinite

But the thoughts in my mind were finite

Clock was to revolve 180 degrees, I had to expedite

The timer was going to say stop to write

I woke up with the golden rays of sunlight

Forgot all that happened last night

When I logged in, I saw my post published right

It made me dance with delight

~Megha

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

My Skateboard!

My mom bought me a skateboard

As my piggy bank couldn't afford

Seeing it my energy got stored
I always wanted it to be explored

I learned it fast and got adored
But as I always wanted to be on board

My studies got ignored
Oh! how bad I scored

I even hurt my spinal cord
Because I didn't want it to be unexplored

And my mom roared
I was not allowed on board

As I was feeling bored
I took a drawing board

I prayed the Lord
And drew a skateboard

Seeing the beautiful picture of the skateboard
My mom's love got restored

And I was flying again on my skateboard

As my mom told me to play outdoor.

~Megha

Shhh! Don't Tell Anyone...

Shh! Don’t tell anyone,

And she whispered to her friend's eardrum,

As she was her true one.

Shh! Don’t tell anyone,

And her friend told her mum,

As she was her everyone.

Shh! Don’t tell anyone,

And she told to someone,

As she trusts her more than everyone.

Shh! Don’t tell anyone,

And she told her only son,

As she believes will not tell anyone.

Shh! Don’t tell anyone,

And he told her wife who was stun,

As she would tell none.

Shh! Don’t tell anyone,

And not sure where it will go in the long run,

As it has just begun.

Shh! Don’t tell anyone,

And everyone will know one by one,
As no one misses a chance to have some fun.

Shh! Don’t tell anyone,
And sometimes it is done with hidden intention,

As to pass it to everyone.

Shh! Don’t tell anyone,

And this is how it overrun,

As was meant for only one.

‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’

Once, During A Rainy Day...

Once, During a rainy day,

I had a lot of time to play,

To pick me up,

My mumma was not at the bus stop.

As she was stuck in a shop,

That gave me some time to gallop,

And it was non stop,

The tiny little drops.

It gave me a chance to splash,

Without worrying about the mess,

I enjoyed the water drops on my eyelash,

And some beautiful ideas flashed.

From my bag I took a paper out,

To make a house boat,

That would float,

And people smiled, wearing a rain coat.

Today again it’s a rainy day,

And I pray,

To pick me up,

My mumma was not at the bus stop.

But my idea flopped,

With an umbrella as a prop,

To pick me up,

My mumma was at the bus stop.

~Megha

 ‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’

Memories Of Childhood

Some childhood memories stick with us for a lifetime. They just end up being with us forever. These memories fills our mind with joy when we look back to the days of the childhood. I cannot say cares and anxieties do not trouble the child's mind. They are present there but of different kind which looks small to us as an adult but were big to us when we were a child. For example fear of homework not done or missing any important book, nails not cut, dirty shoes, breaking something etc.

Some of my childhood memories I am thankful for.

Sibling Love And Fight

I remember how my eldest brother would give us a ride on his bicycle, me sitting in front of him and my elder brother at the back, on the carrier. It was really fun. The fight among the siblings over small things can never be understood. I remember every Sunday how we used to mix together all the stationary like pen, pencil, eraser, pencil box, crayons etc. and then redistribute it among us equally. It just brings smile on my face whenever I recollect these memories. 

This quote really applies on us. 

Oldest Child - I make rules

Middle child - I'm the reason we have rules

Youngest child- The rules don't apply to me

Since I was the youngest child I had lot of privileges. It was fun for me watching my brothers fight. My elder brother when he was not able to win the fight from my eldest brother it was a scene to watch. He used to turn all the furniture of the house upside down. I would innocently watch all this and would enjoy the fun.

I really feel bad how this closeness and love changes when we grow up and are lost in our own world and forget how we used to spend time together seeing each other 24 by 7.

Spending time with nature

Our childhood was special one. I loved to play with the nature. Climbing guava trees and picking up the guava of my choice and even sharing it with my juniors who couldn't climb was really awesome. 

Eating sugarcane peeling it with my teeth while relaxing in the sun was like spending time in heaven. 

Children today are part of a digital generation surrounded by TV, laptop, tablets, smartphones, internet etc. Technology has changed childhood. They are spending more times in front of screens than playing outside.

Favorite TV programs

Now a days we can watch whatever we want whenever we want and for as long as we want.  In an age of cable TV, YouTube, internet etc. all this is possible. In our childhood days we had limited options. But whatever we had the enthusiasm for it was more than today.  

I really loved to watch some of my favorite TV programs like chitrahar, Sunday movies, Rangoli, Alice in the wonderland, duck tales, dekh-bhai-dekh, Ramayana, Mahabharata etc. When episodes of Ramayana used to come on Sundays you could rarely find people on the streets of the colony. 

I remember how impatiently we used to wait for the Saturday and Sunday movie and preparations were done in advance to watch the movie without any disturbance. And if there was a power cut we used to run to our neighbors place who had power-backups if ours didn't work or sometimes neighbors used to come to our place if their power-backups didn't work. It was mostly watching movies in groups with lot of people.

You can find some of the ways to store your memories on my another blogpost http://vermamegha9.blogspot.in/2017/07/different-ways-to-store-memories-of.html

I am writing this post for #ThankfulThursdays

Different ways to store Memories of Motherhood

Now a days we have lot of options of storing our memories fresh.

Some of the ways that can be used to keep the motherhood memories:

Photos and Videos - We can store photos and videos on hard disks, pen drive, memory card, Google drive, online photo albums, digital photo frames etc.

Photo frames, Collage and Posters - Creating a collage is a very good option which really helps us to combine the memories of a particular moment together. 

Photo Gifts - Personalized photo books, mugs, magnets, key chains, key rings, bags, coasters, blankets etc.

I would like to share something special with you all.

It would sound awkward but one of the ways to store my kids' memories became the "walls of our house" till it got painted recently after many years.

I don't remember how it all started but once started it was unstoppable by me. Walls of my house became a modern art gallery. 

First it started with shapes - squares, rectangles, circles, triangles etc. Then it was the turn of the lines - standing lines, sleeping lines and curves. Then after my kids graduated from playgroup to kindergarten, it was the turn of the letters, numbers, words etc. 

And their creativity was needless to point out. After the lower parts of the walls were full, they were in real need of more clean space, so they took the help of high objects like chairs, sofa, table etc. In this way higher levels of the walls also became part of this art gallery. 

Once I asked my kids how much you are going to scribble on the walls, there is no more clean space left now. The answer was - "Oh mummy can't u see, the ceiling is still all clean and u are saying no space left".  

By the time my elder one controlled her scribbling habit on the walls, my younger one was ready with full modern art skills, and all types of crayons, color pencils, water paint etc. 

The memories were so deeply scribbled on the walls that even after the house got painted some of the colorful dots still try to peep through the coat of the paint. Needless to say the plight of the people who painted the house.

I didn't wanted to paint the house as it would clear the memories, but I had no option left, so I took the photographs of the walls as much as possible. Sometimes I think we could have auctioned the modern art walls.

Blog

My blog is an outcome of the motherhood emotions and feelings as I am going through the journey of motherhood. Funny talks of the kids, their innocent questions and replies are an inspiration which compels me to cherish my motherhood emotions in the form of my blog posts. 

And I am very happy that I am storing all these motherhood memories in my blog. It brings a smile on my face whenever I read all this.

I am writing this post for #Mondaymommymoments or #MMM

Three Things You Are Thankful For Improving Your Mood!!!

When my mood is off my face looks like a pumpkin. 

If you look closer,
U will find the invisible tracks of my tears........
But no smile my dear.

It is normal for everyone to be in bad mood at times. But bad part is we make those around us feel bad too. There is no reason for others to swing along with our bad moods. 

So we should learn the art of not making others around us victim of our bad mood. Our bad mood will run its course most of the times. And it will pass out of our mind easily. It depends upon individual how much time they take to come out of this situation.

Three things I am thankful for improving my mood are

Personal, Family Photos And Videos

This will definitely bring smile back on most of us. Whenever I see my family albums and videos, it definitely makes me smile. It works as a "Time Machine" and takes me to the time I want. I get lost in a movie where I am the lead actor. It starts reflecting everything that happened in my life, some good things and some bad things, things that I have achieved and things that I have lost. 

It helps me in letting go and overcoming my bad mood. I talk to myself and things really changes. It gives me a new purpose, new meaning and helps me in forgetting my bad mood. I really feel better and it improves my mood.

Chocolates And Music And Tears

What a deadly combination. I love chocolates, but not all of them. Dairy milk is my favorite, and when I am upset I eat lot of them. Good music is a mood booster no doubt. I have created an album of my favorite sad songs. I have recorded some of my favorite songs in my own voice. 

Now whenever I am upset I play that album and start eating chocolate and sometimes tears automatically starts rolling down my cheeks. And with all the tears my bad mood also gets lost.

Mom And Me 

Talking to my mom gives me peace and sometimes solutions to my problem. She understands me very well.  Sometimes when my mood is off, I call my mom and have "mom and me time". 

She is a social network that works without internet. We talk for hours. She gives me information about so many people that I forget about myself in that moment of time.

Talking to her makes me forget my bad mood and when I cut the phone, I am definitely relaxed and it lifts my mood up.

I am writing this post for #ThankfulThursdays