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All the posts are filed under certain headers. Please check the following links for the continuity and reference or relevance..
Introduction
As I Am - My 1st Blog Post//Preface- Biopic Log
My Life Instances - Biography
Coffee Table Stories - Light Humor//Sarcasm//Day-to-day caricature
I, Me, Myself - Philosophy//Retrospection
Men and their Mannerisms - Humor//Sarcasm
On a Lighter Note - Fun//Humor//Sarcasm//Thoughts
Be My Guest - My Home Pics
*** Poetry/Dreams/Art- Work ***
My Previous Blog is now merged in my Biopic Log- here. Incase you experience any difficulty in navigation, please do notify of the same in the comment form of that post.
Epilogue - Celebrations//Epic//Thoughts
Erroneous Newspaper Reports - Inconsistency in Newspaper Reporting
Law and Dis- orders of the Society - The Obsolete Judiciary System
Medicinal Facts - Science//Research//Facts
Tag Archives: Domestic Violence
Celebrating an anniversary
20th January, 2003 One Monday that was (a decade back), that changed my life. I wish I could add- for good. There were people and celebrations alright; but something still had made me cry. I didn’t have a family, so … Continue reading
Misplaced Relationships (edit)
I have been wedded for a decade now. If only the said wedlock had held true even for a week. I haven’t been vocal about it. To gain what in turn? Some rude judgements? Negating opinions? More questions? My father … Continue reading
Death of a relationship
Firstly, I can’t take rejections, secondly, it stabs my heart to let go of people and then, if I am left to stay dumb… that’s a perfect recipe to whip me into a cryptic psychopath! If I say that this … Continue reading
Love lost…
… and a piece of my heart too! Don’t ask if we ever loved one another… how does it matter now? It’s the result that matters, efforts don’t count. they only reflect in your concluded concoction. It’s 3.30 past midnight … Continue reading
Left out..
Just finished watching “Bol” Wish I could put up the same question as the lead actress, the narrator herself does in the movie, to my dad.. Ironically, he is still alive and I’m no better than dead. Why killing is … Continue reading
Fallen into a Pattern
If not a trap.. An incident that has happened very recently has taken me back to a memory lane that I had never imagined I would walk again. I was all of 17. It has scarred my life permanently. Even … Continue reading
Reading it the correct way!
Behind every successful man, there’s a women.. slogging her a*se off! I know most of you may not have heard about this version. I am almost as certain of the fact that you know this ugly truth for sure; just … Continue reading
Spelling my Liberation
It couldn’t have been any better! There’s so much to share about today. I hope that I remember all of it till I write it down here. I am walking through a newer dimension of discovering my ownself every day. … Continue reading
This show is over..
Eight years back I was married on this day. While Hemant had gifted me Ray of Light by Madonna in courting days; he had quite rudely taken that cassette back while pushing me out of my marital home– to hurt me. … Continue reading
Brewing Inquietude- II
No sooner Shelly had left, the arena had come alive. All 4 of us were sat in the Living Room, when I had once again suggested hiring a maid for atleast sweeping and swabbing; I was curtly quieted. Inturn, Lady P … Continue reading
Churning of My Life
While writing my earlier post; I noticed an uncanny relevance with a “Pauranic” (referring to Puranas) depiction. I have re-produced some of that for my Readers’ benefit. ~*~*~ Indra, the King of Devatas, while riding on an elephant, came across a … Continue reading
The Ruins of My Past
One after the other, the festivals had come up.. and gone too. On both the Divali fest, he had been missing. Sitting and boozing with his dad; at his home. I was left alone- all to myself. I had called … Continue reading
Errors in Trials of My Survival
Previous- Not yet squashed While my survival was becoming tougher day by day; my ability to stick to my resolution too was. I used to stay in my classroom after- hours, till evening. Until the College Hostel gates remained opened. Since Electricity … Continue reading
Not yet squashed
I couldn’t mourn for my losses. Infact, I had nothing left to myself. Everything that was mine or could have been; were was lost. Like blown away with the wind. I could only sit and hold myself tightly, so I … Continue reading
Thrown out of my Home
As I was about to leave for my masi’s place that evening; Shipra had asked me not to come back to “her” house again. She had rudely reminded me that the “deadline” to leave her place had expired. Either ways, … Continue reading
Gotten Rid Of
This post onwards, “mom” would only be mentioned as a part of my memory. I had lost her forever. With her leaving me; I had as if grown up in fortnight. Quite Literally. The power to “judge” was bestowed upon … Continue reading
Yet another Blow..
After the 12th boards exams, I would wake up early in the morning and spend my day making embroideries. Mom would get so upset. I was to be enrolled for M.B.B.S. degree soon, what was compelling me to sit and … Continue reading
Running away from getting married
Note: I am writing this elaborately after exchanging a few messages with one of my readers. I have readers from all across the globe who come from different countries and cultures too. It is very important hence, to point out what I … Continue reading
Silver Lining
My mom had said that I could try and leave my home; if I so desired. However, my marriage was inevitable.. I was maybe 15 and certainly not wanting to marry; certainly not. NO. They would often discuss about getting … Continue reading
Sleeping Beauty
The one thing I have developed to do more often and heavily now is Sleeping.. So what? Isn’t that supposed to be a part of Daily Routine? Yes and No. Yes, as in obviously; No, because things were very very different … Continue reading
Great India's Greatest Epic
Lets see what Mahabharata- the World’s Geatest Epic, has to say Yudhishthir had placed Draupadi as his Bet in Chauparh (a game), when he had lost himself in the previous betting. Would it be safe to call him a loser … Continue reading
Sita's endless sufferings
Lets read the Ramayana again Rama renounced his wife while she was expecting..!! He had ordered her to spend her life in exile. Is this what a sane man does? This was after she had accompanied her husband in the … Continue reading
Being Left Alone
My school- time in LIS is still a blur. Not that I don’t recall the events, but they are best forgotten. Excepting a few incidents and friends- all of which are already mentioned about- I don’t wish to think of … Continue reading
Child welfare- My A*se
I have been wanting to file a PIL- Public Interest Litigation against Bigamy for sometime now. Please refer my earlier post on Judicial Discrimination about Bigamy Humor within the Law: Bigamy is “non-cognizable”, “bailable” and “compoundable” (and yet, an) offence. In simpler words: No one else … Continue reading
Vacuum growing in Me..
Doorbell rang, Dad had been missing for weeks now; Masi and Mesho had appeared instead. I was sent out of the house just then. I had kept standing with Mona at the Park for 4 hours. I could as if understand … Continue reading
My Happy Days were over
My giggling, chirping days were soon over. They were halted quite abruptly. I had as if grown up suddenly. I could read and understand things. Minutely. I had started to brood. I would often sit and ponder upon mom’s falling … Continue reading
Shaping of my Mind- II
Previous- Shaping up my Mind- I B-4/F-2 Mom had felt uncomfortable staying at the 3rd floor. It hurt her. She felt unfit even after 5 years of her cesarean operation. We had shifted to a 1st floor in the next … Continue reading
Shaping up my Mind- I
Previous- Scars of Early Mishaps- II B-3/T-1 Our Weston B/W TV was bought in 1982; The Godrej refrigerator too. Sumeet Mixer was also bought. I had only reached home when mom had made the Engineer give the Instructions again; she had … Continue reading
Amputated finally- Homeless Again!!
Previous- Fresh stabs on my bleeding wounds I had grown severely tired of constantly being criticized over every possible thing. My eating of cream biscuits or Maggi or even rice; all of those were looked down upon. Anytime I had bought … Continue reading
Fresh stabs on my bleeding wounds
Previous- Brewing Inquietude I had planned to go over to Ruby’s place for my Birthday celebrations; since, I had not wanted any show- down like my 1st Anniversary. Week- off had coincided with my birthday. Incidentally, we had gone out for … Continue reading
Mismatched Mannerisms of my Marital Abode
Previous- Life after My Marriage It’s without any pun that I have addressed her as Lady P; even though, all she had ever talked about was Periods and Pregnancy. We were invited for lunch, after our wedding, at Pink Town Houses- … Continue reading
Brewing Inquietude- I
Previous- My open wounds At work; I had earned a decent incentive. I had spent my salary buying gifts for everyone at home. Crockery, Grocery and a few suit lengths for aunty P, alongwith a wrist watch for uncle and a … Continue reading
My open wounds
Previous- My 1st Marriage Anniversary We were to board the bus to Jammu from Connaught Hotel at CP. We may have boarded an auto; don’t remember any of that travel. My mind was too occupied. Reaching the Hotel; boarding the … Continue reading
My 1st Wedding Anniversary
Previous- Next 6 months of my Marriage During the 1st year of my marriage, I had tried being- as much “good” as I could. I had celebrated uncle’s birthday in August, Aunty P’s birthday in November, their anniversary in May and … Continue reading
Next 6 months of my Marriage
Previous- Mismatched Mannerisms of my Marital Abode After resigning from Hutch, I utilized my spare time in making handi- crafts. I was branded as Kiddish. One such day when I was upstairs; I heard a knock on my door. Aunty P … Continue reading
Life after My Marriage
Previous- My Wedding Day I was somewhat upset. There was this ritual in their family of celebrating the daughter-in-laws’s first cooking venture at her in-laws. They had skipped that. Reasons- I had already taken an initiative to cook since P aunty … Continue reading
My Wedding Day
Previous- Wedding Planner Hemant and his mom- dad had comeover to talk to Ruby’s family, a few weeks before the D-day. They had so wanted to speak with my “elders” to arrange my Wedding. His mother had worn a sulking look … Continue reading
Wedding Planner
Previous: My Pre- Bridal Makeover Two days were all that I had to myself in Rohini, before I would burn my fate while whirling around that holy- fire!! Sarita didi had come over to spend some time with her maternal … Continue reading
My Pre- Bridal Makeover
Previous- My Ganshu Darling I stayed at a rented accommodation on 2nd floor in Malviya Nagar, E- Block then. I owned the whole of the floor. They were one of the very nice Landlords’ that I have come across. Ajay … Continue reading
End of My Affair
This one’s the 1st of the series of My Wedding Part II It had now been 3 years of our affair; or relationship that it actually was. I had completely given up on him. I had stopped seeing him, as … Continue reading
Searching for my Dad in the Haystack
Previous- A Gift for Dad; I Love.. ……………………………………………… I have been paused; but not for long – The 2 Notice Envelopes that I had sent to DAD have comeback with some scribbling in Punjabi. I am yet to catch hold … Continue reading
Tit- bits @ HT City- 16th May, 2010
Read below a few articles as published in Hindustan Times- HT City- 16th May, 2010. The entire article in the scanned images has been produced for the Reader’s Benefit. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….. I envy her figure, her money, her societal status.. Can … Continue reading
A Gift for “My Dad”; I love
I feel so sorry that “my” Dad missed out on an opportunity of claiming mom’s Peerless Amount of Rs.4.96 lacs. Continue reading
An Ode of Respect for Dad..
The feelings emotions that I harbored for him for close to 3 decades, is now due for a major spill over. For all the words that became dumb and all great respect that I could not bestow upon him because of his being absconding, and that he still is; I owe him this, it is due to him— Continue reading
Giving Back at the Atrocities- An Initiation
To be able to trace my Dad’s whereabouts after he had abandoned me & mom in 1989 was nothing short of a miracle. I had practically lost my sleep & appetite over & just been focusing on finding his whereabouts. They say Thoughts do create vibrations in the Universe to achieve the Level of your Energies. Keeping up my faith was all I could. Continue reading
Scars of early Mishaps- II
I would often wonder when this whole episode would last till. A classmate who sat behind my seat tried to scare me for a small piece of chocolate. Mom had advised me against carrying that darn piece of bar to school. “If you don’t share the chocolate with me, I would ride my bike on you when I grow up..!”, he said. “Well, you need to grow up 1st”, said I and soiled my teeth brown with the cocoa bar while he watched me empty the 5star wrapper. Continue reading
Scars of the early Mishaps- I
Once all three of us were walking by the lane. My mom wore a Dark Magenta Silk Saree with Huge Black motifs, I was on my dad’s lap. Oh I loved it. This was my pre- school days. I happen to crave for an ice- cream & my dad bought a raspberry candy. Continue reading
Domestic Violence Act- an Update
Just when we thought DV Act would help women, new pingbacks Continue reading
I walk in Solitude, speak to myself..
The song was to become the very essence of my state of being. From singing it actively, now, I have been singing it everyday silently.. Continue reading
My Dad isn’t the only one to have abandoned his child
My Father isn’t the only one to have abandoned me. Its more than prevalent all across our country. I wish I could advocate them and get the cruelty committed against them brought out in Public and the offender taken to task.. Continue reading
Olivia's life instances... 