Weekly Writing Challenge

Weekly Writing Challenge – Just do(ing) it

The one picture that instantly came to mind when I came across this weekly writing challenge was this one..

A - Just doing it

Just doing it.. Answering nature’s call. The picture is at once Hilarious but also quite sad.
Sad because it reminded me that there are many in my country who are still homeless, who don’t have access to decent sanitation.

Here are other’s ..

B - Crowded Train
C - Just doing it

Just doing it .. Hanging on to dear life..
Probably because that’s the only train that could take them to freedom, to a new tomorrow.

Bricks that will probably build someone else's home
Earning a living

Just doing it.. Earning a living , making sure mouths are fed.

queuing up for water.. coke can wait.

Just doing it.. queuing up for water..

But then things are looking up.. because there are people who are also “doing it” making sure things will not be the same..

People Like Sudha Murthy and her foundation who among many other noble deeds, are donating large sums to building toilets across rural India.

Metro Man E Sreedharan, who has made pictures like the below possible.

Delhi Metro

Heartening pictures of Express ways getting built…Infrastructure being strengthened

H - Aerial view of Kathipara Junction

So really .. this ones just a tribute to a nation, a people who go out there , find a way and “just do it”, day in day out.

And also a hope.. that if we just keep on “doing it”.. getting it right in small things.. we might eventually, together as a nation ..“just do it”

Image Source, credits
Images A, C, D, E, F – With Kind Permission from Shalu Sharma

Image B – Skycrapercity.com

Image G – asiabizz.com

Image H – walkthroughindia.com

This post is for the Weekly Writing Challenge – Just do it

Daily Prompt, Inspiration

Daily Prompt: The Perfect Flaw

I obsessed about my flaws, looking for the smallest blemish.
Obsessed about finding every one, finding it, worrying about it
Worrying about what people thought about it..
Did people think it made me less worthy?
Could I do anything to correct it, hide it maybe?
I spent hours looking, analyzing, searching, seeking..
Then One day I found it.. the biggest flaw, the one perfect flaw.
In obsessing about my flaws and imperfections, In worrying about them endlessly..
I had forgotten on thing..
I had forgotten that inspite of all those flaws, all those blemishes, I was Precious..

I was a diamond..

Beautiful, priceless, wonderful

I had forgotten that those very flaws and imperfections had infact made me even more precious..
They had made me unique..

Now that I had found the one perfect flaw..I did not have to worry about the others..

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Weekly Photo Challenge, Reflections: Fathers magic mirror

Fathers Magic mirror_clipart
Fathers Magic mirror_clipart

Father I am confused, I said sitting down next to him. For a while now I had been disturbed, I don’t know what I want I told him. Its like I once set out on this journey, all excited, raring to go and now suddenly halfway through I seem to be unsure of the destination. I feel incomplete I told him, sounding a bit distraught.
Father just looked at me lovingly, don’t worry son, I have just the thing for you he said handing me something.
Here take it with you, it’s my magic mirror he explained. As I looked at it, all I could do was stare back at him in disbelief..

Because his magic mirror was not even a mirror It was actually almost a mirror..it seemed to have done everything right, gotten a beautiful wooden frame, was just the right size, the ideal shape but seemed to have changed its mind about becoming mirror at the last minute.

It had everything going for it, except for the glass that would make it a real mirror!, but, there was no arguing with Father. I just picked it up and walked home wondering how this piece of wood was going to help me.

So there it sat all day on my table, with me trying to figure out Father’s mysterious ways. Just when I had begun to doubt father’s wisdom, I realized that I was being unfair to it. Maybe all the while that I was trying to get it to inspire me, it was probably waiting for me to do the same. It was probably looking for a help from me, something that would transform it, making it what it really had wanted to be.

I tried different things, tried on my best suit in front of it, put up my best smile, tried to look happy but alas, nothing worked.

noting Worked
noting Worked

Its own incompleteness a constant reminder of the incompleteness I felt within..

Then one day just I had almost given up hope, I happened to chance upon a weekly challenge at wordpress.. the challenge being to write about “the moment that changed your life” and something told me this was it..
I wrote my very first blog, I felt a glow inside me as I hit the publish button.. just as I was enjoying that beautiful feeling I realized that Father’s mirror had suddenly lit up and there it was finally, my reflection!

Father’s incomplete mirror had helped complete me, it had help me discover the real me..

All along while I had tried my best to get it to reflect me it had waited patiently for the real me..

I realized that up until then, all the “perfect” mirrors around me had just shown me shallow reflections, incomplete images while Fathers “incomplete” mirror had shown me a complete image, a beautiful vision..


That moment in which I grew up

Grew up from being a son, a brother, a husband..to a Father. That day and moment I held my little baby, my son in my arms has to be the one that changed me completely.

There had been last minute complications, my wife’s blood pressure had shot up leading to conditions that required an immediate c-section. We had both spent several anxious hours, hoping, praying. I knew I was holding a miracle in my arms.

After all that anxiety just seeing him there, looking so peaceful and calm almost as if he was wondering what all the fuss had been about, triggered off a reaction that just changed everything.

Nothing that I had heard or read had prepared me for the change I experienced; nothing that I can say or write can ever completely explain the wave of emotions I felt in that instant.

There had been moments of before which told me I needed to change, several other wonderful moments, getting married to my lovely wife topping those. Moments in which I felt that things are going to be different, but this one acted like the final secret ingredient, that something that just made it happen.

It has redefined my relationships..since that day I have tried to be a better son, grateful for all things they must have done, things that me and my wife as parents do for our son!

That moment, has made me want to be better husband..if we could create something so beautiful, then we were certainly meant to be.

Its made me want to be better person, trying to be the role model for him.

The journey of course continues, the change is not complete yet, as my wife will readily agree 🙂 its still very much work in progress. But that moment definitely has to be the one in which everything changed for me..

That life that I had helped create, In that instant, had forever changed mine.

This ones for the weekly #dpchallenge..an amazing coincidence that the instant that had changed the physical me..will for ever now change the virtual me. This is my first blog ever…