EXPRESSO PATRONUM

I have been fascinated by the Harry Poter stories. 
Always wished to have a magical stick with the help of which 
I can turn the situations to my favor, but I thought that 
these things happen only in books not in real life.
But one day while reading the third book
" Harry Poter and the prisoners of Azkaban",
 I realized the concepts in books come from real life only. 
Its just that we think its too difficult to live on those concepts.

All who have read the book must have remembered the magical spell “EXPRESSO PATRONUM” ..the spell has been taught to wizards 
for fighting the dementors who feed on every good feeling,
 every happy memory until a person is left with nothing but his worst experiences, leaving the person with no zeal to live .
In this trick the wizards have to remember 
the most happiest moment of their life and
 pointing the stick to the dementors ,
 spell Expresso Patronum..
 And the dementor changes its shape to a funny creature.

Now that's a great concept .. magical but so true in real life.

In our life we face many situations where we feel that
 the difficulties of life is somehow taking out the good things in us .
We are forced to change or surrender to the situations
 and one day we find that we no longer have
 the childhood innocence in us .
Something dies in this hardships of life.
I tried to apply this magical spell Expresso patronum
 without a magical stick in hand , 
just going by the concept,….
whenever felt hurted ,discouraged,disappointed,
I tried to remember all the good moments of my life…
and suddenly my tears converts into a smile ..
a smile of faith on life , on myself and it did wonders for me .
It helped me to overcome the difficult situations..
For example, if someone close to me 
tells me something which hurts me a lot , 
I try to remember all the good moments with her/him ..
and the smile of faith on them appears..
It makes me believe that those things being said or done
 are not intenional..its just the situation..
ultimately the blame of hurt is transferred from the person to the situation ...

Somehow this magical spell worked for me in real life .
It helped me to control my anger, disappointment 
and to some extent it improved my relationships with people a lot.
So friends whenever you feel sad/discouraged/hurt ..
try to remember the most happiest moment of your life 
n say EXPRESSO PATRONUM.....
 I hope and pray the magic will work for you also ..



~Ani

MY DADDY SMARTEST

Yeh tab ki baat hai jab me class 9 me padhti thi.. 
Garmiyon ke chuttion mein ham nanaji ke ghar pe the. 
Maa ka ek operation hone wala tha aur operation ke baad do mahine ka rest.
Isilye hamne decide kiya tha ke Maa ki tabiyat thik hone tak
 mein maa ke saath hi Nanaji ke ghar par rahungi. 
Papa wahan aate waqt ek bade se VIP suitcase me mere saare books le aaye the.
 Saare books hone ke karan woh bahat hi jyada bhari ho gaya tha. 
Jab Papa Nanaji ke ghar pahunche to mujhe apni nayi creation dikhai ..
Ek ply ko cut karke usme char wheel lage hue the ..
( tab wheel wale suitcase nahi dekhe the maine kabhi ..n concept bhi nahi pata tha) 
Phir achanak mere school ke teacher kehne lage 
mujhe school miss nahi karna chahiye .
To maine chutiyon ke baad Papa ke saath wapas aane ka plan bana liya.


Nanaji ke ghar se 3 ghante ka bus journey till Bhubaneswar
 aur wahan bus stand se station ja kar train pakadna tha hame.
Papa aur mein bahat mushkil se woh suitcase leke
 Bhubaneswar bus stand tak pahunch gaye.
Wahan se hame town bus leke station jana tha.
Main bus stand se town bus stand half kilometer durr tha
 and whan tak suitcase leke jane ka sochkar hi meri halat kharab hogai..
Papa ne apne bag se woh wheel wala ply nikala ..
uske upar suitcase ko dala aur
 ham baap beti ek aage ek peeche rehkar
 usse dhakel dhakel ke aage badhne lage. 
Sab log palat palat ke hame dekh rahe the 
aur mujhe bahat embarrassment ho raha tha. 
Jab ham town bus ke thode karib pahunche
 wahan ek pura gaang khada tha .. 
5-6 bees pachees saal ke bande ..
aur woh hame dekhke bahat hass rahe the. :( 
Mujhe bahat bura lag raha tha
Maine papa se kaha ,"papa ham dono milke utha lete hein..dekhona sab has rahe hein "
 Papa ne kaha koi baat nahi,unhe hasne do ...ham aise hi leke jayenge .
Jab hum Bus ke paas pahunch gaye ..
ek banda bade style maarke aaya aur bola chodo me utha deta hun suitcase bus mein .
Me bus me chadh gayi mere baad papa thn woh banda suitcase pakad ke uthane laga
Tab usse pata laga ke suitcase kitni bhari hai ..
woh to akela utaha bhi nahi paya ..
dosoton ki madad se badi mushkil se bus ke andar suitcase uthaya
 and his immidiate reaction was ...Sir kya idea hai ..aapne yeh kaise banaya , kitna useful hai ..us waqt mere sare embarrassment gayab hogaye .. I felt like a proud daughter..
and I thought ................... My Daddy may not be the strongest
 but thr is no doubt that he is the smartest :)


~Ani

Iss Tarah Sham ko tere Kabil bana diya

Mehfil sajane ke liye chand ko apna Dil Bana diya

Mere pyar ko kabhi na rukne wala samander

Tere pyar ko usse chumta hua sahil bana diya

P.S. -Hav A Close look At the pic..one of its kind and it came naturally :)

Meri Pehchan

Sawaan ki bundoon me hun
Aur dharti ke pyaas me bhi hun
Khud ko kahin khoyi bhi nahin magar
Khud ke talaash me bhi hun

Aasmaan jaise ashaon ki uncahiyon me hun
sagar ki tarah dard ki gehrayion me bhi hun
Khusion ki bheed me shamil rehti hun harwaqt
aur apni udasi bhari tanhayion me bhi hun

me hun hawaoon ki beichaini me
maa ke aanchal ke sukun me bhi hun
has ke sab kuch lutane ki jazbe me shamil paoge tum mujhe
to kahin kuch hasil karne ki junon me bhi hun

chand ke shhetal chaya me hun
Suraj ke tej prakash me bhi hun
kahin aankhon se bikhre hue mooti ke namak me
to kahin hasi se chalke hue meethas me bhi hun

Sawaan ki bundoon me hun
Aur dharti ke pyaas me bhi hun
Khud ko kahin khoyi bhi nahin magar
Khud ke talaash me bhi hun
~Ani

This time a funny story from my childhood

Its long back .. My Mom used to get angry if we take any snacks just after lunch. That day Mom went to Uncle’s house in the afternoon to help aunty in some work. Bro and me were quite happy as there was a big half watermelon kept in freeze and we had a golden opportunity to eat some of that.
We successfully completed our plan..cut the watermelon in such a way that mom cant recognize that we have done something to it. Then we realized the major problem if we throw the peel in the dustbin at home Mom will see. So we decided that I would go out and throw those outside.

Our house was on first floor. Bro stood in the balcony and I came down . I saw a cattle nearby and I went nearby and fed the peels to it one by one.Then suddenly Bro shouted
ANIIIIIIIIIIIIII.. I looked up ..he just ran into the house took a wicket..and ran towards me ..

I was just trying to understand what’s happening a cow pulled me up by her horns and threw me in the air..
I would have been in heaven now if Bro wouldn’t be there at that time.

The story ends here..
All these years I thought the cow hurted me bcos I was feeding the cattle only and not giving anything to it..but..One friend of mine told me the real reason..or we can say moral of the story....

ALL MOMS ARE SAME...It did not hurt me bcos i was feeding the cattle only but bcos i was feeding it at wrong time ..snacks are not allowed just after lunch ;)

25 Mins Bus Journey...

It was a busy Saturday evening . I was coming from my class by BMTC bus. As usual the bus was fully packed and lot of people including me were struggling hard to get a place where they can stand properly. A girl standing in my right side was sobbing. As it’s a tendency of human being to analyze what’s going on by seeing a picture..I started creating my own stories.. Bad result, fight with a friend, not feeling well…etc…

Then she made a call. And I could hear some conversation..(Which was not like intending to hear but as I have already told the bus was full and she is very near to me..by default some words made way to my ears.) She was telling someone to meet her. Telling will be an understatement. She was literally requesting someone to meet her urgently.

Then I made my conclusion....what else it can be ..ofcurse a fight with boy friend.

But somehow I was feeling bad as she was crying. I felt like asking..then stopped myself… Something echoed in my mind “ Ani you should not poke your nose in others business.” There was a fight going on between my mind and heart. Heart was in favor of giving a try and asking her whats the matter and mind. as always No ..

Then finally my heart conquered I took a step forward. And told her “you are looking very worried..can I do something for you ..Don’t worry everything will be alright..I will pray for you.”

Then she told me her story. The story that made me feel so guilty of my previous thoughts…. the story which reminded me of the pain I have gone through one year back..

She told her father met with an accident two days back and had injuries in hand .
He has gone through an operation. Doctor informed the operation was successful in the morning. Her mother was giving sweets to inmates.
And in the afternoon the Dr. called her and said your father has developed some problem in the hand ..we have to observe for 24 hrs .Its getting poisionous ..if the situation don’t improve ..we have to cut his hand.

She couldn’t tell her mother at that time. She is the elder one and her younger brother is too small to understand these things. She wanted to talk to someone so was calling one of her cousin .She couldn’t tell him the thing over phone ,he not being aware of the situation ,was saying that he ‘s too busy so can’t come.

I stood there for 2 mins ....stunned…speechless
Feeling the pain of the moment when I was informed Dad is not among us.And the first thing that came to my mind is No GOD ,Please help her.

Then I said her ..you wanna hug me( Thanks to Munna Bhai MBBS….that jadu ki jhappi funda always worked for me ..so I was sure it will work for her also)..she hugged me and cried for some moments..I could tell her just one line…will pray for you .Don’t worry God is there.

That day I Thanked God from the core of my heart because at the right time he gave me the courage to take that step.. I was so wrong about my first conclusion...

P.S.—I was very reluctant to share this experience because I feel we should not tell what we have done for others. So please don’t make any judgment about me .The way I made my conclusion at that time made me feel ashamed of myself.
The one and only reason for sharing this this experience with you all is ..
IF AT ANY POINT OF LIFE YOU COME ACCROSS A SITUATION LIKE THIS YOU WILL REMEMBER THIS INCIDENT AND NOT FEEL HESITANT TO ASK
IF YOU CAN HELP.

~Ani

this one was written by me ..

Dard ki panahon me gujarte hein jindagi
yeh na pucho bigadte hein yah sawartein hein jindagi
kehte hein tapkar sona aur nikhar aata hai
ham dard ki dhoop me nikahrte hein jindagi

thn my friend suggested some change
Dard ki panah me gujar jaati hain jindagi
yeh na pucho bigadti hai ya sawar hai jindagi
kehtein hein tapkar sona aur nikhar aata hai
yahan dard ki dhoop me nikar aati hai jindagi

just look the difference in the way we see it..i felt mine is mixed with anger and the second one is very gentle..thanks a lot to my friend who helped me to see this aspect of the poetry

The Sole reason of my existence.......

Life has been a great teacher to me.Its always in hard way you learn the best lessons. My life has always been an ordinary one .I never dreamed for best things of life but yes I believed I deserve to be treated well.
Some days back I have gone through a very difficult situation . A situation where I felt that my existence does not matter .I don’t know how people behave like you are a ghost and you don’t exist at all even though you are standing right in front of them. And your pain doubles when you couldn't find out the reason for this behaviour. 'Pain' my childhood friend never left me alone for a moment. And I also made it my best friend and turned it to my advantage by being stronger. But that time it was unbearable , for the first time in my life I asked God..why ?? Why I am here? What’s I am doing between these people for whom I am just a topic of discussion? Who feel my presence only when they need something from me?

God ..being my best friend answered me.. u are alive the one and only reason that can give justification of your existence is I want you to …I love you ..is n’t it the best reason ?

That time I came to know about the most wonderful thing ...................

The sole reason of my existence is God wants me to…and I am glad he really does :)