Walk of life

  I take pride being a Feminine Feminist........ I was attending an All Ladies Night which had all Ladies from Homemakers to Professionals....in all age groups.....Teens to Geriatrics. Every person was made to speak few words on being a woman,their life and add a message to everyone present. A lovely evening filled with lovely decked up ladies.  The Chief Guest was a well qualified, well achieved, well known affluent lady in her 60s. She spoke about her life.  What struck me is .......her  words.......She hated cooking.In her entire life, she had never entered kitchen or even boiled water.  She was applauded for her this achievement in life by all Ladies.  This blog I have written is not to argue importance of cooking in a Woman 's life. Cooking according to me is necessity in every body's life.No Gender discrimination or preferences on this aspect as we all need food to survive.  But cooking for ourselves and our dear ones is not something to be belittled.  Cooking is neither

 I am every woman.I never accept my age nor reveal my true age. Yes,I dread MIDLIFE. I am entering this period. By Definition: Age between 45years to 65 years is MIDLIFE.  P.S I will never reveal my age. My family celebrated my entry into this period with great fervor much to my chagrin. I feel uncomfortable and uneasy even today. Through this blog, I would like to share my experiences with Midlife. Though new to me and am still learning to cope with it.  I have been practicing Bharat Natyam dance since many years. But midlife is bringing slight rigidity into my very flexible body. My dance moves,Yoga asanas are getting restricted.  I have been blessed with good stamina and endurance.Of late,am getting exhausted after a busy day.  Every Sunday, I have been running 10k.After the run,I used to be energetic for a wonderful weekend.  But,nowadays, my energy is getting drained. I feel lethargic and lazy to enjoy the weekend.  Professional front,I am very aggressive and enthusiastic.  Of lat

 In our walk of life,we face incidents and people who leave an impact in our minds and lives.Both good and bad memories. I only keep back the good and forget the bad. It was a heavily raining night.At 12 Midnight or so,I received a call from an unknown Hospital at an unknown location for Emmergency Csection. Those days my driving skills were very limited. I didn't know how to reverse the car. The hospital was very desperate. And it was Emmergency.  My kids aged 4years and 2 years got up due to the lights being switched on. The 2 decided to jump in the car and join me in my Midnight venture in heavy rains.  Due to poor visibility I overshot a lane and entered a very narrow lane. I was in a fix.How do I reverse? I didn't know the area well and had 2 small kids in the car. I looked around and found 2 young boys about 25years or less sitting in front of a closed shop. I called them and asked the directions. To my astonishment,found myself requesting the 2 strangers " Can you d

 Ishita Jituri is 18 year old.She utilized Lockdown in learning new art. Do visit her Insta handle knots and chords_