Author: Adisha
•Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Hey all ,

I'm moving to - so please update my address link in your list.

This site is going to be compilation of all my blogs. I'm hoping to be able to be a little more streamlined and updated in this one. Hoping to hear more from you all.

Please keep visiting and share your views.

Author: Adisha
•Saturday, July 23, 2011
So, I'm a stay at home mom, living in the US of A, taking care of the a little tyke whose as much of a handful as he is JOY !!

That's my life these days. Making decisions every two minutes that are concerned with where he goes, what he does, what he eats and his sleep. I don't know what I'm doing most of the time as I try every single piece of advice I get off friends and the Internet hoping it's the right thing to do.

I look back at the years when DRAMA was the name of the game. I lived life on my terms while feeling suffocated at every step. And that someone was usually a person I cared for deeply. I used to pray that one fine day a ray of understanding would shine down and everything would just untangle by itself.

If I compare the two lives, I'd pick my life today in a snap but that doesn't mean I'm not thankful for the experiences I picked up along the way.

Do I wish some of the knots would just disappear? Most definitely. Do I wish I could bang some others into oblivion? Absolutely. But then if I would have known better at that time, that would be I was an all knowing being at a very young age. 

And in any case, time did pass and the threads untangled eventually and now I use the same threads to weave patterns that are simply exquisite.

Author: Adisha
•Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Needless to say, I talk a lot about my son. Sometimes non stop even. Everything he does. The good, the bad and the ugly even. But I notice the when I talk to a generation older than us, they immediately start pointing out how naughty We were at our age. How it's important to enjoy each and every moment of the baby.

What I don't understand is how they forget all the trials and tribulations that one goes through while raising one so little. I guess it's time that makes one forget the pain they've gone through.

It's not that one doesn't love their child when they talk about their naughtiness and their antics. The love of a mother and what she does far surpasses anything she says. Everything she says reflects the adoration she feels for her infant. She revels in the glory of the good, bad and the ugly for it's all a part of her.

Besides, only one who walks on a road is in a position to observe the crevices, potholes and milestones on it.
Author: Adisha
•Wednesday, July 06, 2011
So IIT Delhi is going to giving out a course on etiquette. High time I say. Not just in India but all over the world, pleases and thankyous and all that's in between seems to be fazing out like the cat in Alice in Wonderland.

I'm all for informality but it's these little things that make any relationship, even with strangers worth living. For that is when the other person knows you are willing to take that little bit of extra effort to make them feel that they are valued and respected.

Whenever I notice people committing a transgression by not following proper etiquette, I feel like shaking some sense into them. It may not be a big deal for them but for me, it's like something as essential as breathing is being ignored. I'm often left wondering why or how it is that they can just miss them.

Some of these gems that I see fading and miss are -

Greeting someone at the door.
Acknowledging presents.
Responding to email/phone call/ facebook msgs.
Opening the door for people behind you.
Saying thank you when someone does so. 
Atleast offering to split the check.
Not making sounds when eating.
Not texting when someone is talking.
Talking softly on the phone.

to name a few.

Which of life's little social graces do you miss or love ?
Author: Adisha
•Saturday, May 28, 2011
Read this quote today on someone's Facebook page.

"By three methods we may learn wisdom: first by reflection,which is noblest; second, by imitation, which is easiest;and third, by experience, which is the most bitter. "

While there is some truth in the above, what my experiences have taught me is the bitterness turns sweet when the wisdom emerges.

Imitation literally doesn't teach wisdom. That infact is the easiest way to take credit for wisdom that is not yours. It's easily forgotten by the imitator; for the effort was never theirs' to begin with.

Reflection in fact is the hardest ( don't know bout noblest ) for or requires constant introspection of each action, thought and event.

Would love to hear more opinions on the same.