It’s Me (Poem)

I weave dreams

And break them myself.

No, no one else,

It’s me.

It’s me who dares to live

And it’s me who kills myself.

No, no one else,

It’s me.

I love and wish to be loved

And hate myself.

No, no one else,

It’s me.

It’s me who cherishes each day

And it’s me who darkens the nights.

No, no one else.

It’s me.

I dare not blame a creature,

For it’s me.

It’s me to be abandoned,

It’s me to be pushed away.

No, no one else.

It’s me.

Due credits must be given to Prachi before using the content.

White Hibiscus

It’s so curious: one can resist tears and ‘behave’ very well in the hardest hours of grief. But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a window, or one notices that a flower that was in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed, or a letter slips from a drawer… and everything collapses.

Sidonie-Gabrielle Colette

A Garden on the Terrace

I would love to get your suggestions about their healthy growth.

Share your pictures and mention Blogger’s Bell so that I automatically get drawn to your beautiful garden!

And remember! Gardening isn’t about collecting plants, even a single plant can make a garden.

मिट्टी की सहेलियाँ (Hindi Poem)

मिट्टी हूँ मैं, मिट्टी हो तुम,
हवाओं से कह दो कर दे हमें गुम।
मैं काली बनूँ तुम लाल बनो,
मोहलत को जो रहे वो मलाल बनो।

मैं खाद बनूँ तुम बाग़ बनो,
खेतों से आए वो राग बनो।
मैं लिपटी मिलूँ कुल्हाड़ी में
तुम फसलों की पलंग बन जाना,
चाहे चोट कितनी भी खानी पड़े
बंजर ज़मीं ना तुम कहलाना।

मिलेंगे लहरों में हम कभी
समंदर में जब जाना होगा,
नदियों संग सैर करेंगे दोनों,
तुझे किस्सा भी तो सुनाना होगा!

चाहे दूर ठिकाना हो अपना,
किनारे अलग हो जाएं भले,
तू खुशबू अपनी फैलाना,
जब-जब ये हवाएं चले।।

©Prachi, due credit must be given to the author in case of using the excerpts or link of the poem.

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Bhool Gaye (Hindi Poem)

Har din har pal
Kuch naya sikhata hai,
Aaj kal to har pal
Bewajah satata hai.
Jab se hum akele rahne lage
Aansoo bahana bhool gaye.

Jo aaj tum arso baad mile
Kya tumko hum batlaye.
Sab chhod aaye hum to kahin
Tumko mohabbat kaise dikhlaye.

Aata ni ab pyar karna
Jao na tum ab wapas warna..
Warna hum kahi laut na aaye,
Tumse phir pyar jataye
aur kahi phir gum ho na jaye.
Jao na ab tum wapas warna..
Warna hum wapas ghar ko kahi
Thaila liye phir laut na aaye.

Arso me hum toote bhale
Lekin sau baar bante rahe.
Akelepan se tanha hue
Lekin mohabbat karte rahe.
Bhule ni hain aaj bhi hum
Tumko dil me le kr chalna.

Lekin haan ye sun lo tum,
Yaad ni ab jatana raha.
Bhool gye hum bhool gaye
Pyar jatana bhool gaye,
Mohabbat dikhlana bhool gaye,
Tumko rijhana bhool gaye.

Jao na ab wapas tum,
Bandish me rahna hm bhool gaye..

©Prachi. Please give due credit to the author while using the link or excerpts from the poem.

The Scope of Glass-ceiling: A Random Thought

Does this happen to you that you come across some random thoughts and then they suddenly vanish from your memory?

It does happen with me. Very often. 

But today, I thought to share it here, so that it remains in my memory.

It’s Sunday and for me Sundays are beautiful. I don’t do anything. Lying idle on the bed is a beautiful feeling. 

While I was looking at the ceiling today, a question came to my mind. What is this Glass-ceiling? Is it really restricted to gender and class or it goes beyond that too?

Since nobody else was around to answer, I answered it myself. I don’t know how correct I am but my answer was satisfactory enough to convince my mind. 

So my answer was quite weird and maybe some intellectuals will call it disgusting. But still, I will share.

Answer to the first half of the question:

Glass-ceiling – A ceiling made up of glass. If it’s a glass, it’s quite fragile. But suppose it’s made up of a hard glass. But I don’t think it will make a difference, it’s still brittle. 

So if it’s such a weak, fragile, brittle ceiling, why so much fuss about it? 

Then I answered the second part of my question:

What is gender? : A person who can be called a man, a woman or a third gender. Is this all about gender? If a group is approaching me and I am asked to identify its gender before they reach me. What should I say? Can a group be called a man, woman or a third sex? Then I decided I’ll ask them individually what they feel about their gender, which gender do they think they belong to. But what about class? 

When I was in school, there were all kinds of children, some were rich, some poor, some middle class. Some had different castes, some belonged to different religions. But all of us were together in a Class. Then I grew up and found a different meaning of Class altogether. The same children who used to be a part of our class, now identify themselves as a different class. This really confused me! 

Then I realized my thoughts went too far and I got distracted from the question. So I came back. 

Scope of Glass-ceiling: It obviously has no scope. I think first of all it should be made with a concrete material to have some scope. It’s vulnerable to bad calamities. And second, I would like to question those who have made specific categories and assigned roles to each of them. I hate such people. Just because of their systematic arrangement, I’m also forced to be organized and systematic. What’s wrong with being messy? But nobody answers me. They say it “should be” like this only. 

Then let the Glass-ceiling be like this only. If you don’t have the courage to pick up a stone and throw it upwards, then let it be. Save your head and this “no idea who made it” Kind of system.

I know it was a weird thought, but randoms are weird!

Ek Baar Phir (Hindi poem)

Aao na jeeye wo bachkani zindagi ek baar phir,

Ek baar phir ruthna manana khelein.

Uss pal ruth kar jaan bhi chali jati toh aaj aasmaan me meri hansi hi goonjti..
Dekho na yeh samjhdaaron ki duniya kitni ajeeb hai.

Ye uljhi hui samjhdari, bematlab ki baatein, ye sab mujhe toh samajh nahi aati.
Wo chhote se hum, bade bade sapne, sab suljha sa.. khubsurat kahaniyan, wo matlab ki ladaiyan, bas wahi chalo na, ek baar phir..


Yaha sab marne ke liye jeete hain, rone ke liye hanste hain, sone ke liye jaagte hain..ye zindagi khatam hone k liye shuru hui hai..
Mujhe le chalo na waha, jahan kuch khatm nahi hota, bas sab chalta hi jata hai.

Ek baar phir aao hansne ke liye rote hain, jaagne ke liye sote hain, jeene ke liye marte hain..

Bas ek baar phir..

The poem exclusively belongs to the author, Prachi. You’re free to use the link or excerpts only after taking proper permission and giving due credit to Prachi.

Veg Dum Biryani Recipe

1. For rice boiling:


Ingredients:
Rice- 1.5 glass (in which you drink milk)
Water- 8 glass
Cardamom- 2
Bay leaf- 2
Cloves- 5-6
Cinnamon- 3
Black pepper- 5-6
Process:
Add all the whole spices mentioned above in water and let it boil completely. Then add the rice in it and little bit of salt. Cook the rice 80℅ only. I think it won’t take more than 6-9 minutes. And strain it under normal water to stop overcooking. Keep it aside now. Make sure the rice is not fully cooked, just 80℅.

2. Onion frying:


Take 2-3 medium size onion and slice it as mom does in vegetables, vertically and thin slices. Then take enough oil to deep fry it on low flame till it turns crispy. Make sure it doesn’t burn or turns black. It should be brown and crispy. Then strain oil from it with help of a frying spoon.

3. Vegetable preparation:


Ingredients:
Whatever vegetable you want to put is upto you. You can add potato (cut in cubes like in vegetable), cauliflower, carrot, beans etc.
Onion- 3 (medium size)- finely chopped
Ginger- garlic paste – 1 tbsp
Coriander leaves
Mint leaves
Cloves- 5-6
Cardamon- 2-3
Bay leaf- 1-2
Cinnamon- 3-4
Cumin- 1 tsp
Turmeric powder
Salt
Chilli powder
Coriander powder
Curd- 4-5 tbsp (adjust according to vegetable)
Biryani masala- 2-3 spoon

Process:


Heat a pan, add oil and whole spices mentioned above. Once they begin to crackle, add onion and fry it for a min on low flame. Then add the ginger garlic paste in it and cook it for some time. Then add the vegetables and saute for few minutes and then add curd in it. Give it a mix and add salt, turmeric powder, chilli powder, coriander powder, biryani masala and mix them together and fry for few minutes. Then add some coriander and mint leaves in it and water as per the need, not much. Cover it and let it be cooked for 12-15 minutes. Again don’t let the veggies overcook.

4. Layering and stewing:


Knead some wheat dough for sealing the vessel.
Take a vessel which has its cover so that you can seal it with dough from its edges.
Now put a layer of vegetable and cover it with a layer of rice. Spread some biryani masala, the crispy fried onions, a tsp of ghee, some coriander and mint leaves on it, repeat the process with another layer of vegetable and rice and spread the masala and other things in the same way.
Now cover it and seal its edges from all sides with dough.
Now put a tawa on high flame and the vessel over the tawa. Wait for exact 30 sec and turn the flame low. Leave it for 15 minutes on low flame over tawa. Post-15mins, turn off the flame, remove the dough and use a thin spatula to mix the biryani so that the rice doesn’t get broken.

Serve hot and enjoy😊

Love,

The Blogger.

Mom’s Homegrown Gallery

My mom loves gardening but unfortunately, our garden area has become a wasteland. So she grows the flowers in pots. Obviously there is restricted growth of plants in pots, but she has no alternative. I hope our garden area soon becomes green and my mom gets her desire fulfilled.

I’ll be posting more of such beautiful flowers as they grow. Show some love and share your collection of lovely flowers and plants if you have one!

Lots of love,

The Blogger 💝

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