Solution of the problem or Starting of the problem?
The first sentence covers all, when I think about, I feel, I am on two boats. there is something which I accept happily, and some are which I don’t want to accept, but I have too. That is the reason I came up with this thought
It happens to everyone, even it happened with you also, but there is a slite twist which I observe for myself, I want people to accept me the way I am, but when it comes to me, I accept them on my conditions, please don’t judge me, being a human I am what I am (see I told you 😛)
So the first point, the cause of the issues is, if they accept me, I am happy, and we are good, but when they don’t accept boom. On the other side of the coin, when I open my heart for someone, you must do the same thing, whether you want or not, but I did so you need to, otherwise boom. (See being a human 😜) . That is the personal thing, so most personal problems come into this criteria either its origin or its end, but simple Acceptance.
When it comes to society, there are lots of unwritten rules. When we accept them, we are in there. Otherwise, you are out. Sometimes the rules are solutions for people, but sometimes they are not. The rules are by the people for the people, like “Marriage in early age when they are kid”. Some people still follow it. If you don’t, they will force you or punishment.
The moral of the story, you have to accept.
Being a people or society, we accept those things which are unacceptable. Family violence, criminals, especially child abusers, Why we allow them. Everyone deserves a second chance, but if someone is not changing himself and threat to the people, then why are we Accepting?
We have lots of things around us, like an Autistic person/kid, physically challenged one, the people who are in some kind of trauma or witness of any crime, But we don’t want to accept them in our home. We ignored them, let them feel left alone. The worst we say bad words in front of them. You have no idea how it feels. Things happen, but that’s not their fault, but we name it like that. We accept the criminal but don’t want to the victim. Why do we have that kind of thinking? We are good, sensible people, but still, we are doing this kind of discrimination.
What we want to accept, is a personal choice. But please do accept the person who is in pain. The pain is not by choice. he gets it, can say by luck or someone did. But now he is with him, we can not take the pain, but when we accept him as he is, that gives him something good.
Acceptance comes from the heart, not from the mind. It’s the way I think. it may vary for everyone as per their surroundings. I love to hear you, What is your acceptance.
Fandango shares a story starter teaser every Tuesday morning, and the purpose of the teaser is simply to spark your imagination and to get your storytelling juices flowing.
This week’s Story Starter teaser is:
I heard the music as I entered the room, but all that was there…
Here is my try…
Last night the party was great. I had lots of fun, After a long time everyone was happy, but I noticed sky was not at the place. He was with us but lost somewhere. I went to him and asked, he said nothing serious, thinking about the result. Oh yeah, he went through an interview, and it’s big for him. I told when I am nervous, I love jazz with my drink. You should try sometime. That was our last conversation, then I went to Linda, my old friend. After that I straight ahead to home. This morning my neighbor called me, saying sky is not opening the door, he had pizza on the door, and the delivery boy keeps calling, but he is not responding. if you have a spare key, we could use it. I said, yes I have it, and I ran and get the key.
When we opened the door, I heard the music as I entered the room, but all that was there was sky sleeping with jazz and having tons of drink. We waked him up and asked what happened, he said you suggested me jazz with drink, but you never said how much so… All your fault, next time jazz with max two drinks when you are nervous (be specific when you suggest )
If you care to write and post a story built on this teaser, be sure to link back to Fandango’s post and to tag your post with #FSS.
The tendency of mosquitoes…… bite and fly and come back and bite until you hit him. Yes until you hit him or he is full. he will keep coming and sometimes, sing a song in your ear. And you can not do anything.
Okay, you don’t want to hit him, you want to make them away, is it possible. No, they keep coming and bite. when they fly away then you feel itchy. So I try two things, a Mosquito net, and an electrical racket. To make myself safe inside the mosquito net and still if I got something then use an electrical racket and kill them for at once. At least I am sure with that, this is not the same mosquito 😉 .
Yeah, I got time so I analyze this bloody creature. what a thing, in the Jurassic park only by him we got all the dinosaurs, just think about if it is real ohhhh. Better to kill them and save humanity 😉
I feel sometimes the same when some people around me. I can not do anything, either let them bite or apply replant. But nothing works they sing in your ear, bite you and keep coming. And there is no invention for that kind of thing. I don’t want to hit them I just want them to fly away by themselves.
Hope you understand, if not then it’s fine, it’s just a random thought, I told you I got time, and same time mosquito bits me So coincidence 😂 Happy to have you.
I love her when I was kid, then I don’t love her when I was teen now again I love her…
But in all of this, she always love me, that was mistry for me
But now I am a mother, and that resolved it.
I couldn’t become like my mother but I want her, a little in me.
Love you mom, Happy birthday. ❤️❤️
When I am writing these lines, a lot is going on in my mind. I can not describe her in some words. She is a strong woman. She has seen lots of ups and downs in her life. Always teach us how to hold the raft and don’t let ourselves drown. She is always with me, holding my back and, saying don’t worry about the world I with you.
All the mothers are like that no matter how their kids behave with them, still, they love them. The whole world is against you, but you find your mother with you. That’s the mother ❤️
Funny thing, when I said these lines to my mother, she grabbed my ear and said “you are not that big” After looking at all these, my little one is so happy he said, “Nani is bigger than amma” 😜😍
The fourth Sunday of September, dedicated to the Daughters, Happy Daughter’s Day.
Surprisingly, I did not know about that. Today in the morning I got messages from my mother and uncles, and it was the first time 😛 But I was so happy, more than my birthday wishes. In my community, being a daughter is a different thing. especially as per the society, and my family is a part of that. (They love me 🙂 ) . My mother never differentiates between my brother and me. My mother prefers me more than my brother, but when social norms come into the picture, she is a part of that. So now you get that why and how much I am happy.
I have a cute boy and love him so much. For me, son or daughter both are the same. They can do the same thing. The difference which I can say is boys need to teach the feelings, emotions, and girls are born with that. Other than that, I don’t see anything. So at my place, I am happy, and yeah I want a baby girl which I got from my sister-in-law so now I have a girl and boy 😊.
Son or Daughter does it matters at the end of the day they are your kid. In other countries they mean it but in India still, there is a problem, yes we are well educated, our girls are on the moon but still when we talk about kids, everyone wants a son, if the first child is a girl then everyone asking for next try, So you can have boy, funny but true. We believe the son carries forward the family name, and after marriage, girls belong to another family.
When girls marry and go to another family, they say she comes from a different family. She doesn’t get much respect there too, as they believe, because of the son the daughter-in-law is here. So again, the same loop. If you try to figure out the problem, there are lots of reasons some will say men’s society, some say because of men ego, okay right but deep down when the man was a kid, and he saw, the way his family treating to his sister or their thinking towards the girls, so he learns that. Even most of the time, women treat the girls in poor ways. Then who’s fault is this.
I know it’s not good thinking, but we have it. Now some of us are standing and opposing this concept. I admire and want to thanks them. We start the change, and our next generation will be proud. Son or Daughter both carry the family name. We are the ones who make society so together we can stand for our daughters, at that day we don’t need to celebrate one day for daughters, then all days for them. We can do one more thing, treat our daughter-in-law as a daughter. With that change in two places, we make women strong. She does not need to fight back in the home.
A Daughter is a Future Strong Women. Treat both daughter and son in the same way, and we don’t need to teach sons how to respect women, and the girl doesn’t need protection. Equality gives you what you want to achieve.
I live in the apartment no trees around. Nowadays, it’s hard to see birds in the nest and impossible for my kid to see any bird in the nest. For him, birds fly or live in cages 😦 . Luckily on my balcony, a bird makes the nest. My husband said, “We must stop the bird. Otherwise there will be eggs, and if eggs fall then, that hearts me” he is right. Still, I promise him to take care of the bird and my son, so birdy and my monkey don’t disturb each other. Since the bird making her nest, each day is different for me. The more I am with her, the more I feel connected. It amazes me the complete process of Motherhood, whether it’s a bird or human. It’s God’s gift 🙂 . I thought, let’s give words to that feeling.
My balcony is full of plants maybe that attract the bird. She keeps coming and sitting for hours. After three-four days, I notice that she is making a nest. What a fine architect she is. She gave proper support to the nest as it is only on one thin base and tightly tied with the iron bars and makes it safe as much as possible. In 6 to 7 days, she completes it. When I see her making the nest, getting all the soft stuff for would-be babies, I remember those days How I was preparing my baby’s nursery.
The nest is all ready, and she did not move at all. I realized that she laid eggs. She flies away for some time then comes back, she won’t go too far, whenever I reach my balcony she comes back from nowhere. I can understand her, she is going to be a mother, and for now, her only job is to take care of herself and her babies. Sometimes I see another bird with her, and that one comes only to give her food. My son called that bird a dady bird, who flies away because he goes office. During my pregnancy, my husband used to do the same thing before leaving for the office, he arranged all of my stuff in an easy-access way. He never forgets about my craving stuff and baby carrot. Human or animal, End of the day, we are parents.
Eggs are hatching, and a tiny winy cute birdy is out. That’s the most beautiful moment. My kid is so happy, all day he is shouting. Every single time when the bird is out for food, he climbs up and starts looking at the babies. Now we have names Mumma bird, a baby bird, and a dada bird. Now Mumma bird comes with food, and babies open their mouths in the air for the food. Nobody teaches them what to do, but they know, just like the first time I feed my baby, and he knows what to do. At my time, I had this question, how my newborn knows to have milk, and my doctor says, don’t worry about that. After a half-hour of delivery, I nursed my baby, and that was the most satisfying feeling. I get it there are things which we don’t need to teach.
Now my morning starts with them. They chirping early in the morning. It’s so calming, peaceful, wake up like that. I am not an early riser, but now birdies are my alarm, and without snooze, I wake up and have tea with them. Baby birds are growing too fast, and now they are big and have no space for Mumma. When the Mumma bird is not in the nest, babies try to jump. That scares me, so I can imagine how scary for the Mumma bird. I observe one thing whenever Mumma bird is out for food, she keeps chirping so the baby bird can hear her, it’s my assumption, but with that sound, at least the babies don’t try to jump. When I see the naughty baby birds, that give me a sense The moment kids start feeling independence, they start their things, and being a parent our job is to keep saying No word. So I think Mumma bird is doing the same when she is not in the nest but keeps making a sound from far away 😛.
Birds are ready to fly, and soon they will be in the sky and leave their empty nest behind with their sweet memories. I am gone miss them. I can feel what the Mumma bird will feel. I correlate myself with her, a baby born, you raised him with all your love and care, one day he flies away that’s what you teach him, but in your deep heart you want to stop that, you want to hold the moment, you wish that your love one grows slow but it never going to happen they grows fast and now ready to fly. It’s a happy moment that your loved one is now in the world on their own you taught him well, A proud Parent, and sad because now they are not with you. I have no words to explain that feeling. I can only feel it. The day you become a parent, you assuredly feel it. With this feeling, I want to enjoy every single moment with my son.
Thanks to God, he gave us such a beautiful life and such beautiful emotion. When you feel it, you realize how pure the parents and kid relation is. It’s a responsibility, and God blessed us with that. Newborn to a flying bird, every moment is precious. When your little one reaches the sky, that’s the moment you feel proud and say, We did well.