Walking the Talk! (#What are we teaching our kids)


Walking the talk!

An experience that i had recently really made me think on how corrupted the system is. Who said corruption is when money changes hands? For me corruption is also when you do not provide the necessary value to the work performed by others. At a school function recently, where i presided as the chief guest, the school founder and the other ‘dignitaries’ spoke at length about how they are paying attention to the kids and their needs. How money is spent is in the favour of the children and the progress that they are making. 

Is there really progress as per the investments made? If the system is really spending the amounts cited, why do we not see any significant progress and usually  such schools take a back seat when it comes to admissions?

You ask the kids what they want to become when they grow up – the answers were carpenter, cab driver, florist. It is not that these professions are wrong it is just that the vision of the kids is already so limited in terms of what is possible. If you aren’t teaching the kids to dream and achieve big, at least let us stop resorting them to mediocrity. Instead of talking about money and painting their image as helpless beneficiaries, the people in power can talk about how kids can aspire – attempt – achieve!

So what was the corruption i saw? The poor kids had spent close to a fortnight in coming up with the performances. All decked up in their special costumes, they were a wonderful sight and the performances that followed were truly awesome. The other chief guests, and the principal, however, thought it opportune to leave just after the initial performance. Was it some really an urgent meeting – certainly not, by the looks of tea/coffee consumed and the sound of laughter from the principal’s room. Even i was asked to join them, citing “Let the kids just do their performances, we will come back in the end when it is time for prizes”. I refused.

When the performances were going to be over, one of the coordinators went to call them, only to return with the reply “Make the kids repeat their performances, should be another hour. We will be back by then”. Appalled by the insensitivity demonstrated, we did what was right – went ahead with the prize & certificate distribution ceremony without  the ‘dignitaries’!

So, what are we teaching the kids?

Are we walking the talk? No!





Imperfections are Fun!

The all too familiar tadak-tadak dhadak-dhadak sound on a train travel – who doesn’t love it! For those train travel aficionados like me, this even is a lullaby that we miss while on a flight or a bus! Ever wondered the source of that sound? The wheels on the carriage of a train are standard fixture. The railway track is nothing but a series of connected rails. When the wheels move from one rail to another, they pass over the gaps between the rails and this creates the soothing tadak-tadak dhadak-dhadak. Faster rhythm when the train is faster and slower rhythm when the speed is slower!

Imagine how the journey would have been without this sound — like you are in a vacuum with only the landscapes whizzing past. Monotonous. Imperfections of the track can be a good thing! 

How would it be if we had a good rain and nothing to show for it? All the water drains away without a trace and the land dries up — would you still be able to appreciate the rain? The puddles in which we jump, play and watch the water being splashed on unsuspecting motorists and pedestrians actually are a source of joy and act as a remnant of the rain. They bring about a few laughs, help recollect special moments and emphasise on the point that life need not always be perfect — the imperfections of the path can actually result in something joyous! 

 Ever since childhood, we have been filling up one consistent field across forms — mark of identification. If not for the scar, the mole, the extra finger — what would have helped set you apart?

How would life be without the music, the drama, the challenges, the special moments? Monotonous. Let a few puddles, gaps and scars be there — enjoy the imperfections!

Not Crying – Is this really a Sign of Strength!

Not crying – Is this really a symbol of strength?

During one of my sessions, I asked a 22 year old lady, “what is your biggest strength?” She replied that she never cries. On that, I asked her when was the last time she cried, and I got to know that it was some three years back.

I was amused at the misplaced definition of strength!

Men don’t cry, this is what is drilled into the minds of common people such that crying becomes synonymous to weakness. People who shed their tears are looked up as if they have shed valour and strength. It’s not only boys, but even girls have taken on this highly misplaced notion. The very nature of human when deeply troubled, when faced with a need to let off bottled emotions is to cry. As babies, we wailed our hearts out for milk, for attention, for love, for comfort, for expressing ourselves and for releasing our emotions.

Meditation, exercise, hobbies, they are all said to be great channels for letting go of negativity and negative emotions. But the lightness of heart that one feels after shedding a few tears can never be compared with. Crying for me is a ritual to let go. The emotion I feel is my sacrifice and the tears that I shed are my offering as a mark of respect for an event or a person while kissing them goodbye.

Crying is like bidding a fond farewell to the event or to the person, never to see again.. while cutting off the last of the strings that bond us. I cry at happy endings in movies, I cry after a life changing experience, I cry when i read amazing lines from authors, I cry when I achieve after my hard work, I cry at the love and affection that I get from my dearest, I cry from physical pains. An expression of love, a purge of the unnecessary emotions and a wonderful component of empathy – crying is all this and much more!

Imagine if everyone displayed their emotions instead of bottling it up – there would be no more outbursts, no more hatred and pent-up anger – would make the world a much better place!

Anybody can bottle up their feelings, it takes courage to cry, driven by the strength and will power to let go.


Love Yourself!


Love your Smile, deal with your Sadness, love your Happiness, handle your Sorrows, enjoy your Joys, enjoy your Pains, pat yourself for your Leaps, Own your Mistakes, Celebrate your Success, Learn from your Failures! No one is Perfect, so whatever the Situation is, never forget to Smile, to be Happy, to Enjoy and to live Every Moment of Life!

We were born to be Real, not to be Perfect!


Kids learn from you!

While driving down from the ghat section near Jog falls, the road is narrow such that only one vehicle can pass without the other giving way.

At the wheel was the father, next to him was his wife and their son was sitting on the wife’s lap. Despite the narrow road, this guy was continuously honking. If it was an attempt to make us deaf, he would have almost succeeded if we had not given him the way and parked ourselves on the side off-road.

This was the educated illiterate person!

So what are you teaching your kids? That by irritating others and pushing them to the brink, you can have your way!




Let Children live the way we did!

This evening I saw placards in the hands of kids instead of crackers. The placards had the messages like ‘Save Earth’, ‘Don’t burst crackers’.

At this rate, the only childhood memory that kids will have is spending time on their phones and tablets!
Not fair – we, the grown-ups have ruined the earth for them and we expect them to take the so called ‘corrective steps’. Will all of us stop using our cars, will we stop using leather, will we stop consuming or working for these global brands that are polluting our ground waters – no, right!


Just one day in the year when we get to burst crackers, and it is a no-no citing ‘saving the earth’! What about the torture reaped on mother earth on the other 364 days!


Already mithai has been replaced by chocolates, motherly love by so called ‘Aaya’s’ love, lighting lamps replaced by switching on bulbs or candles, rituals replaced by lethargy.


So what is left to take away from them? What experiences are we leaving for our kids? We are literally snatching the essence of childhood from them!

Self Belief – The Utmost Vital Step

‘Self belief’ is the utmost vital step.
If you don’t believe in yourself, how do you expect anyone else to believe in you?
If you want to achieve greatness, you first have to believe that you are capable of it. Know that there is no one else, but you, who can attain what you want to do.
As ‘God helps those, who help themselves’, so keep an optimistic approach towards life, try to find positivity in each & every situation and you will come out as a Winner!  🙂

Punjabi Punch!


Day One of my Fitness training…

My South Indian trainer starts with some stretch and warm up exercises. 🏃🏻‍♀️🤸‍♀️

I might have looked really tired 🚶🏻‍♀️to him after all those squats and push-ups that he said, “now let’s get to some self-defence basics”

He very confidently outstretched his open palm like a policeman saying ‘Stop’. ✋️

And said, “punch this as hard as you can”!

I cautioned him about wearing a training glove, but he said – Nah! Not required!

The ‘punch’ line of the story (pun intended)- I punched him like a true Punjabi 👊🏻… he winced in pain and we have never spoken about self-defence as part of our fitness training again! 😝

Moral of the story – Never under-estimate the Power of a True Punjabi! 😂

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Love to Travel!

Every time I view the Wonderful nature, I get amazed by its beauty!
Every time I admire something in the nature, I realize to protect it, is my responsibility!
Every time I open my arms and close my eyes, I feel something nice!
Every time I see Nature’s galore, I ponder there is so much to explore!