Acceptance ?

Solution of the problem or Starting of the problem?

The first sentence covers all, when I think about, I feel, I am on two boats. there is something which I accept happily, and some are which I don’t want to accept, but I have too. That is the reason I came up with this thought

It happens to everyone, even it happened with you also, but there is a slite twist which I observe for myself, I want people to accept me the way I am, but when it comes to me, I accept them on my conditions, please don’t judge me, being a human I am what I am (see I told you 😛)

So the first point, the cause of the issues is, if they accept me, I am happy, and we are good, but when they don’t accept boom. On the other side of the coin, when I open my heart for someone, you must do the same thing, whether you want or not, but I did so you need to, otherwise boom. (See being a human 😜) . That is the personal thing, so most personal problems come into this criteria either its origin or its end, but simple Acceptance.

When it comes to society, there are lots of unwritten rules. When we accept them, we are in there. Otherwise, you are out. Sometimes the rules are solutions for people, but sometimes they are not. The rules are by the people for the people, like “Marriage in early age when they are kid”. Some people still follow it. If you don’t, they will force you or punishment.

The moral of the story, you have to accept.

Being a people or society, we accept those things which are unacceptable. Family violence, criminals, especially child abusers, Why we allow them. Everyone deserves a second chance, but if someone is not changing himself and threat to the people, then why are we Accepting?

We have lots of things around us, like an Autistic person/kid, physically challenged one, the people who are in some kind of trauma or witness of any crime, But we don’t want to accept them in our home. We ignored them, let them feel left alone. The worst we say bad words in front of them. You have no idea how it feels. Things happen, but that’s not their fault, but we name it like that. We accept the criminal but don’t want to the victim. Why do we have that kind of thinking? We are good, sensible people, but still, we are doing this kind of discrimination.

What we want to accept, is a personal choice. But please do accept the person who is in pain. The pain is not by choice. he gets it, can say by luck or someone did. But now he is with him, we can not take the pain, but when we accept him as he is, that gives him something good.

Acceptance comes from the heart, not from the mind. It’s the way I think. it may vary for everyone as per their surroundings. I love to hear you, What is your acceptance.

Fun in the Life #4

Me :Trying to discipline my kid, what I get 😐

Baby, you are using legs again, Go to the naughty corner.

Hey, Don’t say that words, (after long argument), Go to the naughty corner.

You little men, no running on the road, if you are not listening, then you are going to naughty corner.

My kid :Amma I want, more candy, listen to me, otherwise you will go to  naughty corner.

Amma I want fire truck right now, give it to me. Otherwise go to naughty corner.

What I want to teach, what he learns. 😂😂😂😂               

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Fandango’s story starter #14

Fandango shares a story starter teaser every Tuesday morning, and the purpose of the teaser is simply to spark your imagination and to get your storytelling juices flowing.

This week’s Story Starter teaser is:

I heard the music as I entered the room, but all that was there…

Here is my try…

Last night the party was great. I had lots of fun, After a long time everyone was happy, but I noticed sky was not at the place. He was with us but lost somewhere. I went to him and asked, he said nothing serious, thinking about the result. Oh yeah, he went through an interview, and it’s big for him. I told when I am nervous, I love jazz with my drink. You should try sometime. That was our last conversation, then I went to Linda, my old friend. After that I straight ahead to home. This morning my neighbor called me, saying sky is not opening the door, he had pizza on the door, and the delivery boy keeps calling, but he is not responding. if you have a spare key, we could use it. I said, yes I have it, and I ran and get the key.

When we opened the door, I heard the music as I entered the room, but all that was there was sky sleeping with jazz and having tons of drink. We waked him up and asked what happened, he said you suggested me jazz with drink, but you never said how much so… All your fault, next time jazz with max two drinks when you are nervous (be specific when you suggest )

If you care to write and post a story built on this teaser, be sure to link back to Fandango’s post and to tag your post with #FSS.

Mosquito !

The tendency of mosquitoes…… bite and fly and come back and bite until you hit him.
Yes until you hit him or he is full. he will keep coming and sometimes, sing a song in your ear. And you can not do anything.

Okay, you don’t want to hit him, you want to make them away, is it possible. No, they keep coming and bite. when they fly away then you feel itchy. So I try two things, a Mosquito net, and an electrical racket. To make myself safe inside the mosquito net and still if I got something then use an electrical racket and kill them for at once. At least I am sure with that, this is not the same mosquito 😉 .


Yeah, I got time so I analyze this bloody creature. what a thing, in the Jurassic park only by him we got all the dinosaurs, just think about if it is real ohhhh. Better to kill them and save humanity 😉


I feel sometimes the same when some people around me. I can not do anything, either let them bite or apply replant. But nothing works they sing in your ear, bite you and keep coming. And there is no invention for that kind of thing. I don’t want to hit them I just want them to fly away by themselves.


Hope you understand, if not then it’s fine, it’s just a random thought, I told you I got time, and same time mosquito bits me So coincidence 😂 Happy to have you.

Mother’s Birthday !

My mother, Ohh sweet lord,

She born today…

I should say thanks to you God,

For giving me such a wonderful mother.

Yes, I had/have complains, a lot.

I love her when I was kid, then I don’t love her when I was teen now again I love her…

But in all of this, she always love me, that was mistry for me

But now I am a mother, and that resolved it.

I couldn’t become like my mother but I want her, a little in me.

Love you mom, Happy birthday. ❤️❤️

When I am writing these lines, a lot is going on in my mind. I can not describe her in some words. She is a strong woman. She has seen lots of ups and downs in her life. Always teach us how to hold the raft and don’t let ourselves drown. She is always with me, holding my back and, saying don’t worry about the world I with you.


All the mothers are like that no matter how their kids behave with them, still, they love them. The whole world is against you, but you find your mother with you. That’s the mother ❤️


Funny thing, when I said these lines to my mother, she grabbed my ear and said “you are not that big” After looking at all these, my little one is so happy he said, “Nani is bigger than amma” 😜😍

Fun in the Life #3

My husband: We need to talk

1. why don’t you have routine, nothing is on time.
2. All day late, why don’t you take care of me like old days, now you are thinking about kid only.
3. Why don’t you sit and talk to me.

Me : Feeling sad, yes he is right. Let’s change it.

So I make routine, offcours which they need to follow, with that two complains solved. For last I started sit with him and start talking, watching tv together. Now waiting for appreciation. Definitely I did good.

My husband: what is going on

1. We are normal people not army why we are doing everything as per clock.


2. I Need my space, you are always around me even I can’t watch tv alone.

End of the story, back to track 😂😂😂😂

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Fun in the Life #2

Me : I went for monthly groceries and my husband with the kid.

Mil : Poor boy, all day taking care of kid must be tired, when you are on shopping.

Let’s try in another way….

Me : My husband went for monthly groceries and I was with the kid.

Mil : Poor boy, what a tired day for him and you are playing with kid.

😂😂😂

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I am who, Who I am !

Who are you !
A men A women
Does it matter, what does matter,
A human
For whom it matters,
You try, you search
Whom you find
Youself
I doubt
You find A mirror,
Mirror who shows
As you are,
Outside
Not inside
So where you find yourself,
Nowhere
You close all the inner door long back
Now you are you
As world made you
As socity made you
As you want
Inner you
Let him sleep
Otherwise again he tries some revolution
Why bother world
So I am who,Who I am

Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #137

Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge. Each week. he poste a photo and challenging bloggers to write a flash fiction piece or a poem inspired by the photo. There are no style or word limits.This week I join him.

The image below is from Sarolta Bán Photography.

Here is mine poem

Hold my hand dad, I am too scared,
This is not the world which you told me,
There is no blue sky, there is no beautiful cloud with the sun,
It’s all white but with the smoke,
There is no bird, no nest.
Dad even there is no tree, they are scary with root and sharp teeth.
That is not the world which you told me,
Dad, where all of those things gone,
Who did to that, why that happened?
Was there any monster ?
Yes my son, there was a greedy monster,
Who wants big building but don’t want mountain,
Who wants development but don’t want trees.
That was me, That was us,
Who did that to world.
Let’s keep moving cross this scary,
We are trying to make a new world for you, will reach there soon,
I took you here, to show my mistake, so you don’t do that.

Thanks Fandango for inspiration.

If you like to join this challenge it’s simple. Please write your post, use the tag #FFFC, and link back to Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge.