Blogging day 4 : TO Whomsoever it may concern :

I started this blog to share my experiences , to learn ,explore and practice my writing skills .I thought my audience is me , i write for myself .But when i look deep , I wanted it to reach someone , to everyone who can help me in this process to grow and learn .

I m full of hopes and dreams ,but lack of opportunities . I am still not sure writing is my cup of tea or not but I just  love doing it  and want to try my hands on this  . I Wish someone out there might be reading this .I wish some one out there will think m capable of writing well . I wish my thoughts , dreams and passion will reach and touch someone out there. I wish ,today a new door will open and i’ll accomplish what i wanted to .


Starting with the blogging !!!Title and Tagline.

Amidst the clouds !!

Reflections from the heart..

I feel i have lot to share , but sometimes i m lost. Lost either in my thoughts , or  while expression .

when the sunshine pours it spell on the clouds the reflections are beautiful and  fills the heart with happiness .similarly when something strikes my mind and  touches my heart . i pour it out on pen and let the world experience it through my eyes.

This blog is reflections of what i feel and experience .


Journey starts …

Hello people ,

I m Nitisha ,a smile living  ,homely  person .Wife of a loving husband  and mother of a one and half year old adorable girl. Writing  inspires me , it lets me think and it helps me overcome my fears . I want to write to let my voice out .To share my experiences , to pen them down and cherish reading them in future. Its my hobby and want to make it as my profession .

I always wanted to try my hands on writing , had big dreams to become a editor or creative head in some big organization , But lack of formal training , responsibilities at home and lack of focus dint let me do so. So Now i gotta chance to start fresh and i choose to be here to set up a step forward to achieve my goals . Probably this would become a platform and i might become a professional blogger in future .But that’s a far reached goal . I m here to lean , grow ,meet new people , share our experiences ,enjoy and have a good time .


Talking to mirror

Men usually wonder y do women take so much time to dress up .? they usually mock about  women standing in front of mirror for hours , my husband is no different .Once teasing me he said ,women can talk to mirrors . I could not reply him ,i could not  answer .I just smiled and walked away . I smiled for his ignorance , i smiled as i felt pity  on myself because my husband could not understand me , he dint knew the reason for me standing in front of the mirror .The simple reason , the reason that i m not taking to mirror,  i m talking to myself  .I am looking at the mirror to find the Perfect “ME” for i feel inadequate , inappropriate and unimpressive. Its Not about just how I Look , its about everything , everything about me .
Among us ,almost 85% women feel the same ,inadequate and trivial .

Shocking , yet true .Least of us women are happy with what we see in mirror . What could be the probable reason ??Is it that we find ourselves  unattractive as we have lost our body and shape for giving birth  ,or  the overburdened responsibilities have made us stoop shouldered and we look old ?? or we are too busy cooking , mentoring and cleaning the house to get a hairdeo for ourselves ??Probably we feel we aren’t important as we are just housewife’s ,the so considered least important and easy job to do?? Or Probably we feel inefficient to maintain  balance between work and family ,or so called work life balance ??
But Frankly speaking ,All this are assumptions which have dwell in our minds and hearts and weaken us over the years . Coz for sure,  we the women have almost given our family and dear one’s the foremost priority in our life ,even more importance then we have given to ourselves .Beneath those household responsibilities , rituals and family aspirations we have forgotten our own dreams and aspirations ,yet we are not acclaimed and admired .
But Now its the time to change .To unleash and overcome those hidden fears , regain the self  confidence and fall in love with ourselves.we have given our best to our family ,and now its the time to ponder a little on our happiness  .So Stop waiting for someone to come and admire you .Admire yourself ,love yourself ,be proud of what you are and what you have done .Remember ,No one can take your place , because you are special . Stop judging yourself in the mirror as you are Perfect in your own ways .Mirror is your image ,it show’s what you want to see ,. If you’ll see the perfect you ‘the way you are ,your mirror will show you the same .


Attachment !!

I remember having a china pen when i was in class 5th , i was so deeply attached to that pen .Every exam my china pen was my companion . .I always carry it in my Campus box  . My lucky pen , my favorite pen . I continued the same practice till 8th standard . I remember how deeply i was hurt when  my elder brother broke off my pen . I actually cried for hours, because for me that pen was so precious and irreplaceable.  I had even  kept the broken pieces  for days , though i don’t remm for how long ..still  a faint memory of that exists in my mind .

Some people will  find reading it stupid ?? Today when living creatures , human beings are not given so importance , not loved so much .. how could someone  love a not -living , small , fragile fountain pen .Silly , Is’nt it ??? Indeed it sounds so .But that was not the era of internet and mobile phones ,that was the time when we were so away from the virtual world .We loved and believed in what we could see , feel and touch .Some loved their dolls , other teddy bear and i loved that Pen ..

Attachment could be with anything , any body , any place . Attachment word is not necessarily be addressed with a human being . Some are attached to a place they are living in as they have memories and a past associated with that place , Some people are attached to there pets . Pets are loved  and cared almost lives humans . A very fine line separates attachment with love  . When attachment reaches it peak , slowly it gets converted to love .

But who cares  , be its attachment or love . So what if other’s think you as silly and stupid  . These small attachments gives you a memory lane , a reason to smile looking back to the past,a reason to remember the instances of childhood , a reason to know yourself better .

I don’t care what others may think , but i am fond of small lil things , i love the small hand made basket kept  in the corner , the pretty lampshade on my table , the inspiring  painting in my bedroom .

I’ll always keep them along . These lil things brings a smile on my face,.