My Supermom

If the whole world were put into one scale, and my mother in the other, the whole world would kick the beam.

~Lord Langdale


She is my inspiration, my best-friend, my strength, my guide, my teacher, my philosopher, my angel. She is the one whose heart always understands when I need a friend, whose strength and love guides me, who is always there to wipe my tears, feed me when I’m hungry, care for me, whose eyes stern when I need a lesson. She is the one to support me emotionally, morally. It’s her cultural & moral value that has made me who I’m today. She is my super woman, my everything, my mom-My Opu!!! J

Even Jewish proverb says, “Gods couldn’t be everywhere so he created mothers.” I agree. Mothers have such a huge heart you see! I gave her sleepless nights while inside her womb. I was the one to hurt her most, fight with her when she didn’t allow  me to drink coffee or have my favourite ice-cream, ask several questions if I didn’t see stars in the sky ,cry if she didn’t tell me bed-time stories, and what not!!!! Still she loves me, understands me, and protects me. I don’t know what I would do without her. I can’t imagine my life without my mom.


I have seen her struggle, face all those hardships, suffer in pain but still manage to put on brave face. Sometimes I feel God is so cruel towards her. Even though she deserves all the happiness in the world, she had to suffer. Let’s not recall those bitter experience and bad memories when we were not together. I know what it takes and how it feels to live without mom. That one year was like hell; even worse than hell. That was the turning point of my life. Now that we are together and back to normal as ‘Happy Family’, I feel blessed.


It’s Matatirtha Aunshi (Mother’s Day) in Nepal. I just want to say ‘Happy Matatirtha Aunshi Opu! I love you. I’ll never let you go again.  I can’t thank god enough for making you my mom and me your daughter. I don’t know if there’s such thing called rebirth. But if re-birth happens, I want to be born as your daughter every time I’m born.



Now I feel I can write a whole book on my mom. 😀 😉

Happy Matatirtha Aunshi (Mother’s Day) to all moms out there. #respect


(published in The Himalayan Times,


♣ Quote ♣


“You can talk with someone for years, everyday, and still, it won’t mean as much as what you can have when you sit in front of someone, not saying a word, yet you feel that person with your heart, you feel like you have known the person for forever…. connections are made with the heart, not the tongue.” 

-C. JoyBell C


KADAMPA TREE~by Indira Sadanandan

I loved it. 🙂



Who stole
Curd butter and cake from my swinging shelf ?
Who startled me
While having my bath in Yamuna river ,
By robbing my attire and climbing up
The tree with it ?
Who lifted me up and took me
Behind the kadampa tree
With the passionate urge of a tiger ?
I know, Krishna
It was nobody else but you

Now sitting inside a temple
Silently playing your flute
You make others harass me
With the pestering microphone misuse
To close my ears and mind
In this month of May

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Ankhon  main   ek   dhoondla  sa  chehra  nazar aata hai 

Kahin   woh   tumhara   toh   nahi,

Kaanoh   main   ek    pyara   sa  naam   goonjta  hai

Kahin  woh  tumhara   toh   nahi,

Umeed  toh  nahi  thi  humain,

Apne  khwabon k shehzaade se milne ka,

Phir   dil  kyun  kar  raha  hai  shor  mera??

Kahin  yeh  tumhare  aane  ki  aahat  toh nahi…….. ♥ 




 ” I’ll conquer the whole world with my single hand, if you’re holding the other”. 


My first shayeri…

I don’t remember since when I started writing shayari but I never get bored of it.  I love shayari. So, I decided to dedicate my first shayeri (the one written by me) to the one and only ATIF ASLAM. I am a diehard fan of Atif.

Don’t know Atif Aslam? google him. 😉

So, this is the shayari I wrote for him.  I know it’s not good enough but still it’s straight from the heart. ♥ ♥ ♥


Na jaanu main kya pal ,

kya samaa hoga

Khwabo main dekha tha jisay

woh haqeeqat main rubaru hoga..


Jane kya kahungi

kya batain karungi unsay,

Ankhain nam, hoth silay huwe

jaane kya kahungi unsay


Khwabo main milti thi main roz

Par ab milungi toh jaane kya kahungi unsay

Aahat se pehechan jaungi ya nahi kya patah

Main toh sapnoh main roz milti hu unsay


Ab haqeeqat main jaane kya hoga,

na jaanu main kya pa , kya samaa hoga..




No one should negotiate their dreams. Dreams must be free to fly high. No government, no legislature, has a right to limit your dreams. You should never agree to surrender your dreams.

-Jesse Jackson