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SACRIFICING LIFE – CHOOSE WISELY — Candles Online

Sacrificing something that you dearly wants – Do you get what you need doing that?

It is important to consider what you do when you are sacrificing something that means to you a lot.  Even though it is not easy, let us begin it from now on.

What exactly means sacrificing one’s life? “It simply means giving up something we dearly want for the sake of others’ happiness.” In this selfish world, does it really happen? Yes, it does. If you look around we can find an uncountable number of people who sacrifice every moment of their life for others. It is […]

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Yet another week with Candlesonline, sharing my view and thoughts.

The struggled time I stepped out of my shell

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It was a cold winter afternoon. In a new place with nothing in hand but my own little baby, I was like stuck I felt. It was just a few days back we arrived in a foreign country which I was not at all familiar with.

My home was a small service apartment, unlike the ones in India, the floor was dim-lit, no other doors or even noise outside. My floor had hardly two other apartments like mine. I was not sure , what to be done, I got dressed up, as I had nothing at home. And my ultimate aim was to get some food- a new place, unknown location, blank about the locality or currency or exactly what to buy.

I got dressed up, like always,  got my kid ready, took the money and necessary items in my hand. Since it was wintertime, we had to be clad in jackets. I opened the door, looked left and right… it’s all empty… I closed the door and came and sat on the bed, which was the only other furniture I had in the room. I looked at her,  as I didn’t have any around to talk to. I kept asking my 7-month-old girl , who could barely speak.

It took me some time to realize and gather up all my energy and courage to walk out of that door. Finally, I approached the lift, went down. The next hurdle was to get the baby stroller, baby and myself out of the apartment. Since there, were few steps ( yea,  7 outside the glass door to reach the pavement) I had no option to carry the baby on the stroller on to the steps up to the pavement. I stood there, thinking. Then finally I let the baby be inside and then walked out to keep the stroller up and then came down to pick my kid.

Trust me, It was so painful to place my kid on the ice-cold floor (even though completely jacketed) and walk out. Since it was the first time for me, it literally scared the hell out of me.

Finally, we both were out and ready to walk.

Strangely, I didn’t know where the store was put up. But all I did was gather up all my courage to walk down the street. The roads were barely crowded. I kept talking to my baby, that I was scared but we need milk and mommy has no other option.

We reached the store, purchased whatever I could find, then the next was the struggle on how much money I had. Luckily I had enough to buy my things. Then happily, like I just climbed the Everest kind of accomplishment, I walked out of the store.

It was the first time, ever I escaped a panic attack.

Yeat, not forgetting- I literally had touch time to take my things inside the apartment. Like I did earlier, I took my child inside first, then the things- its all about priority right folks!!

This was indeed the first time , I managed on my own in a foreign country without anyone’s help.

The moment I entered back into my cozy space, I was so proud of my self. Even though I sound filmier to you.

 

 

 

The days I want to re-live

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Recently, I had a reminiscence moment when I visited my neighbor.

To remind you, I am mostly quite reluctant to take other babies. Call it my worry that I might lead the baby to cry or maybe because I overthink a lot about not handling the baby ( in spite of being a mother twice). I recall having this problem from the very beginning and it did subside a little when I actually held my cousin’s little baby back when I was in 9th standard.

Basically, in short, I was reluctant to take any baby. Most often I have avoided. People might look at me strangely, but oh,, I have never been bothered about it.

When I held my neighbor’s child, in my arms. I was not actually looking at her- but all I was wandering through those momentous time , when I first held my daughters in my arms. It went in my head like a quick recap.

First 9 years back, the moment I held my first one, and when she grows up suddenly, then finally my little one in my arms. To the yawning baby in my arms, all  I could reciprocate was a smile, which was the aftereffect of the fondest memory drive I had.

It was fun, even if it was short-lived.

Even though I had been through those moments, I just felt like re-living them again. To witness, they sleep, eat, grow, smile everything… I just don’t want to miss it for anything in the whole world.

Growing old seemed like a swift journey with kids around. Until then, everything seemed to be slow, but with them along, time began to slip away from my hands.

All I get is these moments to hold on for a lifetime as a mom. Perfect or not, All I want is them – my daughters my heaven.

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A recall

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It came as a shock to me, to realize I have changed a lot from what I was.

It confused me – did I change the way I should, or have I confined to the wall that was piling up on my world?

I simply recollect the time years before, when I first got my job. It was quite a happy moment. I was almost like any other girl, who was loaded with dreams and ambitions to be successful and happy.

Things changed when I now began to resume my job. Even though I am still the ambitious one, with all my dreams in my eyes… still somewhere I was lacking the push from within.

12 years before, my eyes were filled with the aspirations to achieve something. Over the years, burdened with responsibilities and commitments to other activities towards my family, I have become someone else.

Someone else- sometimes unknown to me.

I often gaze into the mirror, trying to identify who I have turned to become. But all I found was a rugged soul.

I reworked and reworked again it took time to polish into the present, yet the scars shined out.

The past is lost forever, I knew I would never be the same. But the new me is all ready for the take-off, but yes with lots of limitations. The ones with me are reluctant about the sky and never want to leave their nest, which leaves me abandoned half the way, not even in the middle.

Even amidst indifferences, here I am waving my arms high up to show , that I am awake, signaling my dreams to come back.

I hope to be the one I was long back.

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Effective ways to cope failure in life

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Have you ever thought about being a failure in life?

It is indeed quite a burdening thought when it comes to life. It makes us feel like we are true burdens for others. A moment which shatters all the smiles around us. Mostly it happens as a result of postpartum depression or sometimes when we are stressed a lot.

Stress, to mind, is like cocaine to the brain, it brightens the illusions in our mind, causing us to forcefully think of being an utter waste in life. It is hard to digest sometimes, that even the healthy-looking person can be infected by such thoughts.

Anyways, there are no easy escapes, but quite a few tried and tested ones by myself and few I have always observed in others.

First of all, why do we get such a feeling of being a failure?

It is quite easy,

1.Firstly we always see ourselves, through the eyes of others.
2.Secondly, we judge our own capability.
3.Thirdly we assume we cannot do it or even try anything.
4.Finally, we suppress ourselves under a fear unknown.

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So, you see, it’s not an uncommon thing, everyone has a bit of this in them. You might assume that the successful ones are those who are not affected, but it is not right. They are successful because they fight these tiny demons in them and we, on the other hand, let the demon overpower us.

The sense of being a failure, is quite common in mothers, as the so-called expert mothers -who brand themselves as experts -downgrade the others. Actually it would be better to think none of us is perfect – actually, the children are perfect themselves. Again I am not blaming mothers, I just mentioned that when kids make it easier, parenting just eases and eventually streamline other activities.

When one woman has to undergo the change from a girl to a mother, she is quite surprised as well as alert. She becomes unsure about things related to her and as well as the baby. Giving them sufficient time would be ideal. God didn’t choose randomly for women to be mothers – they are actually crafted for the same, so any woman irrespective of age – turns into a mother when these hormonal changes happen.

Now how do we go about dealing with such negative feelings?

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Again it is not easy as pie. One needs to focus on many tiny aspects to bring out a big change. Some practices can make you actually feel good.

  1.   Keep yourself busy.
    2. Keep away from conversation wherein you are sure to be pinpointed. As those who pinpoint just enjoy doing it, irrespective of you being the “centre of attraction”.
    3. Better to do give yourself a break and take up “me time”.
    4. Being a mother is not the first thing happening in the universe, you are just among one in many, hence don’t stress, we all learn from mistakes.
    5.  Accept criticism positively, some are actually an eye opener, again depends on whom you are giving your ears too.
    6.  Take things slowly, give yourself time – we are not born Micheal Jackson to dance away easily.
    7.  Accept failures, there is nothing wrong in it.
    8.  Never give up.
    9.  Keep trying
    10. Keep trying…
    Again, just to put it clearly, I am not an expert too, but all I do is keep looping in the last point in my article – “keep trying “.

All the best to everyone, who are keeping up well and best of luck to all those who want to succeed in life. Every small tiny step counts, so take it – let it lead you to success that none foresee you can ever accomplish.

Further reading

How to overcome the thought of being a failure.

A Work from home mothers struggle.

Effective ways to cope up with failures in life.

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