Monika Suri

I wanted to write about myself. What should I write ? My positive points or negative points ? What are my positive points ? What are my negative points ? I had to spend few minutes thinking about all this. My mind could bullet down many characteristics about myself but I doubted how many were the positive ones. Heart wanted to write about one of the finest qualities about myself. Sitting next to me was my better half , when I asked him about my qualities , he went into a deep thinking mode , unnnn……,  ticking his brain , & then suddenly said ” You yell many times  ” he made a teasingly smiling face too. Hearing this, I quickly acknowledged it. Yes , I do yell many times.But  is this the quality I should write about myself ? Heart & Brain shook hands and decided to write about this yelling only , whether it’s positive point or negative. Yes,  I yell but  also calm down quickly. So what’s the harm ?  Why not yell away the anger ? Anger is part ...

I  don’t know why it happens but it does happen at times. Sometimes you hold a pen & paper and your words flow like a river and you are able to pen down 3-4 pages just in few minutes. On the other hand there are also times when you sit in your favourite corner planning to write something creative but it’s like somebody is pushing you backwards, somebody is scratching your words with its big nails .  You write the name of a topic and start with the first few words. But you cut them and write another few words trying to make an effective language but again you mark a line across those words because they didnt come out as you wanted it to be. You go to the other room or balcony if the change of vibes may help you out. But again you feel like there is no fragrance of words around which can soothe your heart . Same was happening with me  since yesterday . I tried a walk, watched one of my favourite movies on TV and took a quick nap too but I dont know why  this Monster called...

रात के 1  बजे , सेंट्रल मॉल की पार्किंग तकरीबन खाली हो चुकी थी I  अंत में जब सिक्योरिटी गार्ड अजय घर जाने लगा तो एक चीख ने उसके पाँव रोक दिए I चारों ओर सन्नाटा और बीच में बारीक सी घुटी हुयी चीख , अजय झट से इधर उधर हड़बड़ाहट में भागकर देखने लगा , दिल की धड़कन बढ़ गयी , माथा पसीने से भर गया I दूर एक कोने में एक बड़ी सी काले रंग की गाड़ी खड़ी दिखी , गाड़ी के अंदर से कुछ शंकादायी आवाज़ें आ रही थीं I गाड़ी के पास जैसे ही पहुंचा तो देखा अंदर दो आदमी और एक लड़की , जिसका उसी के स्कार्फ़ से मुँह बंद कर दिया गया था I लड़की ने आशावान निगाहों से अजय को देखा I ” हेलो, हेलो , सर जल्दी यहाँ पांचवी मंज़िल पार्किँग पर आ जाईये , यहाँ कुछ लोग बहुत गलत हरकत कर रहे हैं ” अजय ने अपनी सिक्योरिटी टीम के मुखिया को फोन मिलाकर कहा I ” नौकरी करनी है या परिवार को भूखे मरते देखना है ? जो होता है होने दे , तेरी ड्यूटी ख़तम हो चुकी है , चुपचाप घर चला जा ” कई साल बीत गए हैं पर आज भी यदि अजय कोई काले रंग की गाड़ी देखता है तो उसके मन में दहशत भरी चीख उठती है  और उसे झंझोड़ कर रख देती है I   linking this post ...

I was wearing the RED , but blushing red SHE  was. I was wondering at  the beauty of the RED saree , but feeling proud SHE was. Actually it was Karvachauth festival and I had worn my Mom’s  RED saree.  It was not an ordinary saree but my Mom’s RED Wedding Saree, the one  she had worn on her Big day more than four decades ago. Watching me wearing her outfit , she was feeling very happy. I could see the extraordinary smile on her face and the radiance in her eyes.  That day, that RED saree unfurled many memories before her eyes. My Mom hinted  Dad ” Did you see what our daughter is wearing today ?” Mom was doubtful if  Dad’s mind would be able to race back in time .  But Dad quickly gestured YES to the memories.  I think they shared many memories of their wedding even in that quick glance at each other, may be some of their honeymoon too which ofcourse they didn’t  want to share with me . Here  I write about their feelings & memories which were  sha...

Yes I am fasting today . Today is the Karvachauth festival, which married Hindu women observe for their husbands . Yes I am fasting today , following all the traditions and customs .  But Why I fast on Karvachauth ? Sometimes my mind does doubt about what’s the real meaning of this day and what’s the logic behind. But overpowering my brain, my heart just loves to follow all the beautiful traditions for the man of my life. I am the girl who wears kurtis and leggings in routine, but prefers wearing a traditional outfit  on this day . The girl who doesn’t like wearing any jewellery, loves wearing mangalsutra on this day and feel proud too. The girl who , in routine , is always in sports shoes , is seen sentimentally smiling  to the chanchan sound of her payal  and toe rings. We do have arguments many times, even not talking to each other for days together, but still that love bond remains intact , rather it grows stronger. I am reminded of an incident of my life which hap...

कैफ़े में अकेली बैठी राधा , कॉफ़ी के साथ साथ लैपटॉप पर काम करती हुई , 5 मिनट में 10  बार बॉस का फोन आ चूका था ” राधा , प्रेजेंटेशन त्यार नहीं हुई अभी तक , नहीं कर सकती तो नौकरी छोड़ क्यों नहीं देती ? सुनते ही राधा  उदासीन हो गयी ” जाने ज़िंदगी में अभी और क्या क्या छोड़ना बाकी है ? रमन जाने कहाँ ज़िन्दगी से ओझल हो गया था  I  कई सालों के प्यार भरे एहसासों को स्वाहा होने के लिए मात्र एक ही क्षण लगता है क्या ? यूँ ही तो बैठे थे हम , हाथ में हाथ डालकर ,  प्यार प्यार में  ऐसा तीक्ष्ण प्रश्न पूछा था उसने ” राधा , ये बच्चा हमारा ही है क्या ? ” सुनते ही मैं तो भौचक्की रह गयी थी ” अगर है भी तो  अभी नहीं चाहिए मुझे , तुम आज ही डॉ के पास जा के इस मुसीबत को छोड़ क्यों नहीं देती ? सुनकर आँखों में ज्वाला , ह्रदय में तूफ़ान तो भयंकर उठा था पर मैंने भी बहुत शांत स्वर में पूछा था ” तुम ही क्यों नहीं छोड़ देते मुझे ? ” आज कैफ़े में सामने टेबल पर बैठे पति पत्नी को देखते हुए , कॉफ़ी की गर्म चुस्की लेते हुए  यादों का पन्ना आँखों के आगे लहलहा गया  था I   linking the post wi...

Today on the first day of #writetribeproblogger,  I wish to write about the  feelings of an unborn girl child. The unborn girl child comes to know that she would  be aborted the next day . These must be  the feelings inside her heart which she wants to convey to her mother .   Tomorrow , I will go away Mom , My heart beats for you and yours for me . We have developed a great bond  in these five months . I can feel you . But tomorrow I will go away . Mom , You know I am just like you , I am a girl with brown eyes and black hair , But tomorrow I will go away. Mom , When you place your hand on your belly and  try to feel me,  cuddle me , I feel so blessed . Mom, please bless me today for the last time , because tomorrow I will go away. Mom , When you sing for me , the music soothes me.  Mom, please sing a song for me today  for the last time, because tomorrow I will go away . Mom , I have been waiting for the day I would be in your arms and you would actually hug me .  Mom, please hug...

WriteTribe celebrates writing. The #WTFOW#6 is a festival in which one has to write for 7 days in a row. This is my post for the Day 7 , I am happy I could complete the challenge. I  had finished my studies .  Mom –  Dad had started  searching the matrimonial match for me.  After a number of conversations with different families and exchange of photographs , we finally decided to meet one of the family,  from Punjab. The Would be Groom (WG)  was the boy named Rhythm, who was tall, fair n handsome.  I  had also liked his pic at the very first sight, and I loved his name too. Another point which  moved my heart was ,  he had mentioned in his profile that coffee and music were  his love .  Actually this  guy Rhythm  had got his professional education in music and he was working in the same field. His parents were retired professors from a college.   The family was invited for tea at our home  for the next day. My heart started feeling butterflies , as it was to happen for the fi...

WriteTribe celebrates writing. The #WTFOW#6  is a festival in which one has to write for 7 days in a row. This is my post for Day 6. GUEST INTERVIEW : MY BLOGGER FRIEND Today I have a blogger friend  with me at my blog.  She is Gayatri Gadre from Mumbai, India. She has been   blogging for the last six years. She has written an ebook Off Beats which is a lovely  travel book. The book includes many wonderful destinations around the world. You would love reading this book which will take you to Mumbai, Malaysia n Scotland . By profession , Gayatri provides digital marketing services to companies.   She blogs at b-young-forever.blogspot.in . She has a long list of followers.  She is an inspiration to many other bloggers . You can check her blog here. My blogger friend Gayatri Gadre’s family  is   the biggest pillar of strength in her life. She  thanks her husband for not being  a traditional husband and who always keeps motivating  her to use her  abilities. Her Mom is a retired law...

WriteTribe celebrates writing. The #WTFOW#6 is a festival in which one has to write for 7 days in a row. This is my post for Day 5. A LETTER TO MY BLOG My Dear Blog You are newly born in my life, but I  love you from day 1 , just like  a mother loves her child.   A mother  develops     love for her child even before he is born  , same is the case with me for you. My dear Blog , I just love to take care of you and feed you daily with variety of dishes(posts) . I love to dress you beautifully  with new  images, widgets , plugins and slideshows. When you are dressed up cutely , even just looking at you gives me pleasure.  On some days , I don’t get time to talk to you or I may not be able to take care of you properly , but please don’t be angry with me for this , I love u  a lot my dear . Just like a mom feels happy when someone praises  her child , I also feel so so happy when someone comes to you, pats your back, hugs you and gives you blessings in the form of comments or sha...

WriteTribe celebrates writing. The #WTFOW#6 is a festival in which one has to write for 7 days in a row. This is my post for Day 4. PRECIOUS DAY OF HIS LIFE  It was a tense day for him He loved me so much I loved him so much I was on the hospital bed I was in pain It was hard for him to see me in pain He was restless , biting his nails Meeting the doctor again and again “Can’t you hurry ?  Can’t you operate right now ? She is in trouble ” he asked the doctor ” Calm down,  don’t be so tense, we know our duties ” the doctor answered hu I was taken to the operation theatre His heartbeat went faster He started chanting Maa Durga  prayers in his mind, hands folded His prayers worked Suddenly my pain ended Doctor came out  & handed him a sweet little Maa Durga The moment brought tears in his eyes He had become DAD of a daughter It was the precious day of his life It was precious for me too I had become a MOM The pain had brought another life into ...

WriteTribe celebrates writing. The #WTFOW#6 is a festival of writing in which one has to write for 7 days. This is my post for Day 3. The Place I Love : V alley of GODS Whenever i am asked about a place i love , what immediately comes  into my mind is KULLU VALLEY , which is in the state of Himachal Pradesh, India . I am basically a Punjabi girl who got married in Himachal Pradesh . My husband belongs to Kullu . He was born and brought up there and has a lot of memories attached to that place . 💥 Hills , Rivers and nature has always fascinated me and it was really exciting to have got married in the nature’s lap. 💥 Kullu is a district in Himachal , lies in the lap of ranges of Himalayas . This valley is located around the banks of the river named Beas , and is  surrounded by high mountains on all sides .The valley is famous for serene landscapes, clean water streams, waterfalls , apple orchards and a great diversity of nature.It just seems like heaven at night ...

WriteTribe celebrates writing. The #WTFOW#6 is a festival of writing in which one has to write for 7 days . This is my post for Day 2. My BIGGEST RESOURCE / JEWEL OF MY LIFE  What is a resource ? It is the source of supply, support or aid that can be readily drawn upon when needed. My biggest resource is my DAD , I treasure him .Professionally , he has worked as a college professor all his life and now he enjoys his retired life.   He is the one I can look forward to for any kind of support I ever need . He is the best person God has sent in my life . Out of love , I sometimes call him POPSY. He is my real hero . DAD is my biggest resource of  inspiration and positivity Since childhood , he has always inspired me in all walks of life . He knew about my strengths better than me . He always has in mind , lot of inspiring excerpts of great persons which he quotes to motivate us.  My DAD has inculcated many qualities in me for which I will always be thankful. DAD is my resource of money  H...

WriteTribe celebrates writing.  The #WTFOW#6  is a festival of writing in which one has to write for 7 days . This is my post for Day 1 . MY INNATE TREASURE  God sends all of us on this earth with one or more innate treasures. When I analyzed myself I found my treasures to be my ability to LET GO and my evergreen urge to learn new things. I am always excited to learn anything new . Out of these two treasures , the ability to LET GO  takes a lead. The Cambridge English dictionary defines LET GO as to stop holding something or to stop thinking about or being angry about the past . I am always thankful to God for making me a “LET GO  “kind of person ..Isn’t it better to let go and move forward in life than just hold on and feel down. 1 . LET GO of the bad memories  Why to set a constant reminder of the bad memories ? Why to keep thinking n worrying about the same thing ? Life is for loving , helping, caring , smiling and keep flowing. Let life be like a river which keeps ...