Monika Suri

A piece of Fiction on “Uterus on Rent “ As he does it once every month  ,  Ajay left early from his office today because his son Sujoy had come along with him and it was a Dad’s promise to his son about one hour games time  at the Centra mall in the evening before they reach back home. ” Bye Sujoy , have fun at the Centra , Love you  ” almost everybody in the office has a friendly bond  with Sujoy   as the 4 year old  steals everybody’s heart by his  smile . At the mall ” O Hi Ajay , What a pleasant surprise ! How come you are here ? ” His colleague Manoj’s   sudden appearance didn’t please Ajay ” Just came for Sujoy to enjoy  the kids rides ”  Ajay replied in a formal voice trying to avoid him ” O I see , but ,  don’t you always take Sujoy to Centra mall , how come  today here at Waves mall ? ” Manoj’s  eyes were turning  around to look for  baby Sujoy when he suddenly  noticed him with a wo...

If we start with the definitions of health , See what I read The above information credit is to https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov I think out of these three definitions, the second and third  define health more accurately . Because after all, just being physically fit may not  make one  completely healthy . But if I read the second definition again , it refers only about coping with the demands of daily life . The second definition just doesn’t mention anything about one’s inner health , I mean one’s own emotional health . And that is something very important . The third definition defines health as a state of balance , the equilibrium within one’s own self and the surroundings. I liked this definition .  I liked the word equilibrium . You know what’s equilibrium? In my science class , I explain it as the condition   when  net effect of all the forces  on an object is zero . If we are able to have equilibrium in our life ,  wouldn’t it be perfect ?  No ef...

    Within first year of my marriage , I had to undergo abortion.  It was followed by the feelings  of sadness, pain (more of sentimental), loss  and regret. A   loving bond  with my  unborn child that  had started nurturing , had to breakdown within  few weeks . Today I express my emotions  in this letter to my Unborn Child. A Letter to my Unborn Child  I held you inside me for few weeks ,but didn’t get a chance to hold you in my arms.  I felt your heartbeat  inside me , but couldn’t  welcome you in the world  outside. God didn’t give us a chance to cuddle  with each other , but  the memories of your little movements inside my tummy  are afresh in my mind.  Your little kicks didn’t hurt me but used to bring smile on my face. We were growing our emotional bond when God suddenly changed his plans. We were not allowed to continue our love for long but the bond we made even in those few weeks  , is  precious for me , and  it always would be. When Doctor la...

कितना फर्क़ है दोनों माँओं में एक वो  माँ थी जो कूड़े के ढेर में फेंक गयी थी मुझे , और एक यह माँ है जो इतने सुंदर खिलौनों से सजे पालने में मुझे लेटाकर झूले दे रही है I एक वो माँ थी जो मेरे पैदा होते ही मुझे देखकर रोने लगी व मुझे कोसने लगी  थी I और एक यह माँ है जो मुझे देख  देखकर मुस्कुराती रहती है और कलेजे से लगाकर दुयाएँ देती रहती है । एक वो माँ थी जो मुझे कलंक समझती थी और एक यह माँ है जिसने मेरा नाम प्रतिष्ठा रखा है । भगवान जाने  असली माँ कौन है मेरी ? Linking this post with Tina and Mayuri for #fridayfotofiction

#Fridayfotofiction is a weekly bloghop which celebrates fiction writing based on the photo prompt. ” Unlocking Minds ” This was the name of the educational institute where Sammy  was working as a psychologist/theorist for the last few years . Suddenly , he was fired from his job today.  He had to listen to few vulgar insults also.  He sat in a corner , depressed , and analyzing ( sometimes cursing) his queer identity . His queer sexual orientation made him face social discrimination and mistreatment many times. When his best friend Martin came to him  ,  Sammy’s tension found a way for words : “Martin , Am i born in a different way ? Why this societal imprisonment ? How does it matter to the society if i love a man ? I hate  this  bias .” ” But I Love You ” Martin said softly & maturely. “Come, Let’s go to the emancipated world where the minds may be queer but not locked .”  Martin extended his hand to Sammy. The two best...

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...

Instance 1:– She came to me running with a joke to be told ,with a big smile on her face . Ohh! She was so happy ! Even before listening to the joke ,i could connect to her heart and feel the laughter and happiness present in her heart. We both started laughing loudly .The happiness had got multiplied. Instance 2 :– We had become friends that day only. She seemed to be upset. My heart could feel the pain in her eyes and her heart. I just held her hand and she opened her heart out. The pain came out flowing through her eyes and my heart instantly could connect to her feelings. Tears made a way from my heart towards my eyes too. ( although most of the times i try not to show my tears in public. I don’t know why i want to appear very bold outside although i am very emotional inside ) . Anyways, the pain and sorrow of a soul had got divided. This is what i think my secret superpower is ,FEELINGS I think many of us have this superpower, but maybe it has hidden somewhere in ...