Walk of life

 HUG...... A gesture shown out of love. Hugging releases Happy Hormones..... Hug each other in happiness.  Hug each other to share grief of losing a loved one. Hug a Friend on meeting after long long time..... Hug your pet after u come from work.... Hug oneself if feeling low...... Hugging is therapeutic....Amma Hug....by Mata Amritamaayi.....worldwide people thronged to be hugged by Amma .....and their sorrows would disappear....Mind got peace. Hug is " Jaadu ki Jhappi"... made famous by Munnabhai MBBS...... My most favorite Hug  ....coming home all tired and worn after long hours of Operation......On reaching home.....my little ones would run into my arms and tightly hugging me.......Immense Joy......immediately rejuvenating to restart an even more high energy moments with the tiny tots....... Memorable Hugging with tears in eyes after meeting your Best Friends during Reunions....... Hug your loved ones..... A simple Hug solves many a conflict..... Just a Hug speaks...

  Identity Crisis. - Dr Tripti Milind Galgali Hubli. I saw a short film" ओळख "..... means " Identity " in Marathi. NRI settled in US.....it was Pre Diwali and the lady was to surrender her Indian passport and had to take Oath becoming US citizen. She felt being uprooted from her homeland and planted to US soils. She was trying hard to keep her Indian culture and traditions alive.....but was perturbed to see her kids adopting and adapting to US culture....however hard she tried...... Identity.... When we leave our hometown, village,....place our ancestors had been living for years.....place where we spent our childhood...... Our soil, our house, our surroundings...... And culture, traditions, language,food,lifestyle........ Everything.... To settle forever in another place,another town, city, State,Country....... We feel being uprooted. We try hard to stay close to our homelands by trying to speak our language at home....or call our family or love to oc...

Maa-si..... Mother's Sister is Mother sent by God. Maa-si showers Mother 's love and pampers you immensely.  Maa and Maa-si look so so similar that as toddler lot of confusion 😀🫠🤗 Mother becomes strict... Scolds you ....... Maa-si protects you those times...... Maa-si spoils you loads of gifts,cuddles and kisses. Even if you grow big and have kids of your own..... For Maa-si, I am ever her " Pinka"...... Love you to the moon....dear Surekha Maushi.  You have been a part of every moment and milestone of my life ....however busy you have been.......driving all the way from Pune....whether to Vashi or to Hubli. Prayers to Almighty for your health and happiness  ..... You have to witness many more milestones in my life...... Happy 75th year running.... Soon we will all celebrate your Sahasrachandra Darshan too.....

  An Ear to Listen  ........ - Dr Tripti Milind Galgali Hubli. Hearing is one of the 5 senses gifted by Nature to all . Fetus hears voices in the womb  .A newborn recognizes the Mother by her voice first. A baby initially understands the surroundings first by sounds......it's only later words formulate and speech forms them into sentences....... We " Hear" many things........ But do we " Listen "........ A child before hears everyone and everything around him before he begins to talk.But as soon as he starts" talking ."....he stops "listening "...... In the rat race of life,we hear a cacophony of voices and noises around us....... But we don't have the time to " Listen "...... To Listen to the loving words our dear ones..... To Listen to the sound of the beautiful Nature around us........ I am in medical profession for so many years. Before, the era of Medicine was the dear " Family Physician" who used to...

  Biryani of Life. - Dr Tripti Milind Galgali Hubballi, Karnataka. Biryani....a dish brought by the Mughals ... Or before them Persian invaders. Rice,spices,meat....mainly. India introduced variants in the Biryani  ... The Vegetarians in India replaced the meat with vegetables..... Some added even Fruit- Jackfruit.....as they couldn't eat meat in Shravan and festival days.... Life is just like Biryani. Every one can eat it.You maybe rich or poor...powerful or weak ...man or woman.....or 3rd gender. Biryani doesn't see color, caste, religion, place..... Each place has its own variation of Biryani. The Rice- Represents Family.....whether a very costly Basmati....or free distribution from Government.....broken Rice,steam Rice...white,brown,black ..... Biryani tastes great. You may be born in any family.....life is always beautiful. Variants- Meat,Vegetables, Fruit,Paneer,Tofu,Mushroom......anything....It's individual choice. In life,a person makes individual de...