Value the Present

What a life we all live!

We swim in the past,

Or fly in the future,

Rarely we Value the Present in hand!


Pretend – from a childish act to a way of life.


As kids most of us learnt naturally to pretend or were taught to pretend for fun. May it be sleep or a munching action, pretending to be an adult or a teacher or a bully. It sure was fun and we did carry it to many parts of life.

whats true????

I share stories of people who pretend to be different than what they actually are –

Pretend 1 – Miss X is a beautiful and charming lady, whom you would say is in her mid-20’s or so. I assumed her age, but soon got to know she has two kids both above 10 years of age. We were together in a training and had met then n there. She was kind and helpful. Knowing that I had just moved in to the city, with nowhere to go, she offered her own place for me to stay on two occasions. That was on the same day we met and another day in the week. Being inquisitive I did probe to know more about her. She was polite to answer me. She was divorced. The husband was an abusive drunkard and had kept her in a kind of house arrest. She planned to get herself and her kids out of this mess and fled from the house. That one decision of having a good life for self and her children, has kept her going. She keeps fit by daily exercising and eating healthy food. If I had not asked her I would have never known what a struggle this lady has gone through and how courageously she has faced them. Now the “Pretend” part, she hides behind the child like face of hers and never gives away her past. It seems to me that the brave heart says “No sympathies required, you carry on with your life, I do with mine”. The days I stayed with her were eye openers for me. Her maid would come and whine about her husband or son or daughter in law, Miss X would give it right back to her saying handle it, you know what to do and what to say, do not keep cribbing about it. At work she was friendly, professional and gave all she can to do her job well and beyond. Post work she would unleash her passion for baking. She catered for friends and friends of friends by baking delicious cakes, cookies and chocolates. This helped her financially and kept her busy till the time she crashed at night. Years of scars would be difficult to grow out of, she needed pills to calm her down to rest or sleep. She pretends to show everything is normal, when outwardly it is but inwardly only she knows what she goes through. Pretend, for a cause of it.

Pretend 2 – Miss Y, a 12-year-old, of a family friend. She is smart, studious, well-traveled (thanks to her mom, who makes sure to take the little one where ever she went since she was 6 months old), class monitor, dancer, singer and many more. Being the only child she is showered with heavy care by her mom. She shows her smartness in speech, actions, thoughts and writing. The same when it comes to showing care and affection towards a few chosen ones, like her father, paternal grandparents and the small girl next door. However, she pretends to be blind of any loving actions of her mom and shuns them away saying, it is her duty to do so. This act of “PRETEND”, is among many of us too, regardless of age and generation towards both parents or one of the parent. I wonder where this act of pretending would lead to.

Pretend 3 – We are invincible. Look at all of us, the way we live. We breathe as if we are to have all the oxygen for many eons to come, so with the water, so with everything nature has to give us. We face those consequences too. Global warming, diseases, disparity, increased killing, reduced tolerance, selfish desires – all in alarmed warning to mend our ways. But how we PRETEND to be unaware of these time and again. We may attend a lecture or a talk and even support it by sharing with others, but where is the action? Are we implementing it in our day to day life? Can we just stop pretending that everything is fine and actually accept the situation and ACT!

The stories shared above are real.

What’s your Zing!

via Daily Prompt: Zing!

What makes people write? what's their Zing!

Curious about your Zing!

25th Aug 2016, I took up a challenge to write a blog. Though very chatty in person or on phone I was tongue tied. My assurance; you need a brain and hands to type and not a tongue. Zing! It is 12/13th Sept 2016, today, and I am revisiting the blog I wrote and also the 2 weeks of support from word press. Most of the mails have been marked important but not read.

So what is it that keeps us away from doing what we ourselves have identified as our interest? I am curious to know this. Seriously how could it be that you like to do something and are dying to do it but do not write a word?????? I would like to hear from you, how has it been for you? The initial days when you started blogging in the past or present, what did you go through? What was your Zing! to blog? Did you happen to grab a device and just went from one blog to another? Or did you scribble a few drafts and published only your best? Or Did you wait for the best moment when you knew the time was right? Curious, curious I am to know.

Look forward to your response, of your experiences. Do share about your Zing! (efforts /willpower /creativity /love /craziness / what you call it?) on how you have been at it, maintaining the continuity.