Got this article as a forward mail...worth sharing....
Specially for Indian Women. Do Read it and share it with all the women in your life
Alright, this is not cool at all. A recent survey by Nielsen has revealed that Indian women are the most stressed out in the world: 87% of our women feel stressed out most of the time. This statistic alone has caused me to stress out. Even in workaholic America, only 53% women feel stressed.
What are we doing to our women? I'm biased, but Indian women are the most beautiful in the world. As mothers, sisters, daughters, colleagues, wives and girlfriends - we love them. Can you imagine life without the ladies?
For now, i want to give Indian women five suggestions to reduce their stress levels.
One, don't ever think you are without power. Give it back to that mother-in-law. Be who you are, not someone she wished you would be. She doesn't like you? That's her problem.
Two, if you are doing a good job at work and your boss doesn't value you - tell him that, or quit. Talented, hard-working people are much in demand.
Three, educate yourself, learn skills, network - figure out ways to be economically independent. So next time your husband tells you that you are not a good enough wife, mother or daughter-in-law, you can tell him to take a hike.
Four, do not ever feel stressed about having a dual responsibility of family and work. It is difficult, but not impossible. The trick is not to expect an A+ in every aspect of your life. You are not taking an exam, and you frankly can't score cent per cent (unless you are in SRCC, of course). It is okay if you don't make four dishes for lunch, one can fill their stomach with one. It is okay if you don't work until midnight and don't get a promotion. Nobody remembers their job designation on their dying day.
Five, most important, don't get competitive with other women. Someone will make a better scrapbook for her school project than you. Another will lose more weight with a better diet. Your neighbour may make a six-dabba tiffin for her husband, you don't - big deal. Do your best, but don't keep looking out for the report card, and definitely don't expect to top the class. There is no ideal woman in this world, and if you strive to become one, there will be only one thing you will achieve for certain - stress.
So breathe, chill, relax. Tell yourself you are beautiful, do your best and deserve a peaceful life. Anybody trying to take that away from you is making a mistake, not you. Your purpose of coming to this earth is not to please everyone. Your purpose is to offer what you have to the world, and have a good life in return. The next time this survey comes, i don't want to see Indian women on top of the list. I want them to be the happiest women in the world. Now smile, before your mother-in-law shouts at you for wasting your time reading the newspaper.
Cherish Womanhood.
Well...I am becoming a fan of this guy....
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Monday, July 25, 2011
Monday, January 31, 2011
What women want?
I read the below content in a book named “34 Bubblegums and Candies” and couldn’t resist posting this in my blog. So all women, enjoy reading this and all men, atleast try to understand women from now on….
Dear husband/boy-friend/current man in my life,
When we see you at the end of the day, and say, “I have had a really hard day today”, just hold us and give us a hug instead of asking “Oh, really, what happened?”
Sometimes, we don’t want you to make things right, we just need a hug.
When we ask you if that gorgeous, slimmer lady is more attractive than us, please say. “Yes, but I’m sure she isn’t as great a wife/mother as you are.”
Sometimes, we just want to be assured that we still matter.
When we ask you if we look fat in an outfit, please say, “It suits you well.” If it really looks horrible, please say, “I think you will look better in that other outfit.”
Sometimes, we just need a little straight talk.
When we ask you if you mind taking us out, even though there is a cricket match on TV, please be honest and fix a time when it will not interfere with your match watching. Taking us out and glancing at your watch every five minutes, makes us feel guilty.
Sometimes, we appreciate honesty too!
When we ask you if miss us when you go on those outstation trips, please lie a bit and say that you cannot wait to get back home, even if you are having a great time, at a five star hotel paid for by the company.
Sometimes, we need to hear a bit of lie too!
When we tell you that another guy seems nice, we aren’t thinking of getting into bed with him. We are probably thinking that he would make a nice husband for that single girl-friend of ours. We are NOT mentally comparing you.
Sometimes, atleast sometimes, don’t doubt our intentions.
When you are driving us back home after a nice dinner at a restaurant and we ask you, “Do you want to stop for coffee?” please say yes, even if you really do not want coffee, because it means we are asking as we want to stop!
Sometimes, we like you to mind-read too!
When we sometimes complain to you about our problems, please do NOT give us solutions.
Sometimes, we just want you to listen and be sympathetic.
With love,
The woman in your life.
PS: To the husband in my life, when you asked me why I am posting this as a blog when I have already read it, because I am sure that you can never read a book in your life, and putting it in a blog was the only way, I could make you read this. Hope you understand me:-)
Dear husband/boy-friend/current man in my life,
When we see you at the end of the day, and say, “I have had a really hard day today”, just hold us and give us a hug instead of asking “Oh, really, what happened?”
Sometimes, we don’t want you to make things right, we just need a hug.
When we ask you if that gorgeous, slimmer lady is more attractive than us, please say. “Yes, but I’m sure she isn’t as great a wife/mother as you are.”
Sometimes, we just want to be assured that we still matter.
When we ask you if we look fat in an outfit, please say, “It suits you well.” If it really looks horrible, please say, “I think you will look better in that other outfit.”
Sometimes, we just need a little straight talk.
When we ask you if you mind taking us out, even though there is a cricket match on TV, please be honest and fix a time when it will not interfere with your match watching. Taking us out and glancing at your watch every five minutes, makes us feel guilty.
Sometimes, we appreciate honesty too!
When we ask you if miss us when you go on those outstation trips, please lie a bit and say that you cannot wait to get back home, even if you are having a great time, at a five star hotel paid for by the company.
Sometimes, we need to hear a bit of lie too!
When we tell you that another guy seems nice, we aren’t thinking of getting into bed with him. We are probably thinking that he would make a nice husband for that single girl-friend of ours. We are NOT mentally comparing you.
Sometimes, atleast sometimes, don’t doubt our intentions.
When you are driving us back home after a nice dinner at a restaurant and we ask you, “Do you want to stop for coffee?” please say yes, even if you really do not want coffee, because it means we are asking as we want to stop!
Sometimes, we like you to mind-read too!
When we sometimes complain to you about our problems, please do NOT give us solutions.
Sometimes, we just want you to listen and be sympathetic.
With love,
The woman in your life.
PS: To the husband in my life, when you asked me why I am posting this as a blog when I have already read it, because I am sure that you can never read a book in your life, and putting it in a blog was the only way, I could make you read this. Hope you understand me:-)
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Red Rose...
Each year he sent her roses,
and the note would always say,
I love you even more this year,
than last year on this day.
My love for you will always grow,
with every passing year."
She knew this was the last time
that the roses would appear.
She thought, he ordered roses
in advance before this day.
Her loving husband did not know,
that he would pass away.
He always liked to do things early,
way before the time.
Then, if he got too busy,
everything would work out fine.
She trimmed the stems and
placed them in a very special vase.
Then, sat the vase beside
the portrait of his smiling face.
She would sit for hours,
In her husband's favorite chair.
While staring at his picture,
and the roses sitting there.
A year went by, and it was
to live without her mate.
With loneliness and solitude,
that had become her fate.
Then, the very hour,
The doorbell rang, and there
were roses sitting by her door.
She brought the roses in,
and then just looked at them in shock.
Then, went to get the telephone,
to call the florist shop.
The owner answered, and she asked him,
if he would explain, Why would someone would
do this to her, causing her such pain?
"I know your husband passed away,
more than a year ago,"
The owner said,
"I knew you'd call, and you would want to know.
The flowers you received today,
were paid for in advance.
Your husband always planned ahead,
he left nothing to chance.
There is a standing order,
that I have on file down here,
And he has paid, well in advance,
you'll get them every year.
There also is another thing,
that I think you should know,
He wrote a special little card...he did this years ago.
Then, should ever I find out that he's no longer here, that's the card that should be sent to you
the following year."
She thanked him and hung up the phone, her tears now flowing hard.
Her fingers shaking,
as she slowly reached to get the card.
Inside the card, she saw that he had written her a note.
Then, as she stared in total silence,
this is what he wrote...
"Hello my love, I know it's been a year
since I've been gone.
I hope it hasn't been too hard for you to overcome.
I know it must be lonely,
and the pain is very real.
Or if it was the other way,
I know how I would feel.
The love we shared made everything
so beautiful in life.
I loved you more than words can say,
you were the perfect wife.
You were my friend and lover,
you fulfilled my every need.
I know it's only been a year,
but please try not to grieve.
I want you to be happy,
even when you shed your tears.
That is why the roses will be sent to you for years.
When you get these roses,
think of all the happiness that we had together,
and how both of us were blessed.
I have always loved you and
I know I always will.
But, my love, you must go on,
you have some living still.
Please...try to find happiness,
while living out your days.
I know it is not easy,
but I hope you find some ways.
The roses will come every year,
and they will only stop,
When your door's not answered,
when the florist stops to knock.
He will come five times that day,
in case you have gone out.
But after his last visit,
he will know without a doubt!
To take the roses to the place,
where I've instructed him
and place the roses where we are,
together once again.
Sometimes in life, you find a special friend;
Someone who changes your life
just by being part of it.
Someone who makes you laugh
until you can't stop;
Someone who makes you believe
that there really is good in the world.
Someone who convinces you
that there really is an unlocked door
just waiting for you to open it.
This is Forever Friendship.
This is the sacred RED ROSE.
and the note would always say,
I love you even more this year,
than last year on this day.
My love for you will always grow,
with every passing year."
She knew this was the last time
that the roses would appear.
She thought, he ordered roses
in advance before this day.
Her loving husband did not know,
that he would pass away.
He always liked to do things early,
way before the time.
Then, if he got too busy,
everything would work out fine.
She trimmed the stems and
placed them in a very special vase.
Then, sat the vase beside
the portrait of his smiling face.
She would sit for hours,
In her husband's favorite chair.
While staring at his picture,
and the roses sitting there.
A year went by, and it was
to live without her mate.
With loneliness and solitude,
that had become her fate.
Then, the very hour,
The doorbell rang, and there
were roses sitting by her door.
She brought the roses in,
and then just looked at them in shock.
Then, went to get the telephone,
to call the florist shop.
The owner answered, and she asked him,
if he would explain, Why would someone would
do this to her, causing her such pain?
"I know your husband passed away,
more than a year ago,"
The owner said,
"I knew you'd call, and you would want to know.
The flowers you received today,
were paid for in advance.
Your husband always planned ahead,
he left nothing to chance.
There is a standing order,
that I have on file down here,
And he has paid, well in advance,
you'll get them every year.
There also is another thing,
that I think you should know,
He wrote a special little card...he did this years ago.
Then, should ever I find out that he's no longer here, that's the card that should be sent to you
the following year."
She thanked him and hung up the phone, her tears now flowing hard.
Her fingers shaking,
as she slowly reached to get the card.
Inside the card, she saw that he had written her a note.
Then, as she stared in total silence,
this is what he wrote...
"Hello my love, I know it's been a year
since I've been gone.
I hope it hasn't been too hard for you to overcome.
I know it must be lonely,
and the pain is very real.
Or if it was the other way,
I know how I would feel.
The love we shared made everything
so beautiful in life.
I loved you more than words can say,
you were the perfect wife.
You were my friend and lover,
you fulfilled my every need.
I know it's only been a year,
but please try not to grieve.
I want you to be happy,
even when you shed your tears.
That is why the roses will be sent to you for years.
When you get these roses,
think of all the happiness that we had together,
and how both of us were blessed.
I have always loved you and
I know I always will.
But, my love, you must go on,
you have some living still.
Please...try to find happiness,
while living out your days.
I know it is not easy,
but I hope you find some ways.
The roses will come every year,
and they will only stop,
When your door's not answered,
when the florist stops to knock.
He will come five times that day,
in case you have gone out.
But after his last visit,
he will know without a doubt!
To take the roses to the place,
where I've instructed him
and place the roses where we are,
together once again.
Sometimes in life, you find a special friend;
Someone who changes your life
just by being part of it.
Someone who makes you laugh
until you can't stop;
Someone who makes you believe
that there really is good in the world.
Someone who convinces you
that there really is an unlocked door
just waiting for you to open it.
This is Forever Friendship.
This is the sacred RED ROSE.
Monday, February 15, 2010
Indian Mothers
Rahul was studying in abroad. One day his mother gave him a surprise visit to his apartment. When they were exchanging pleasantries, a girl comes out from Rahul’s bedroom. Rahul introduces her as a friend Neha and they are living in the same apartment as friends. When his mother throws a suspicious look at him, he tells her “Only friends mom!”. So his mother stays with Rahul for 1 month in his apartment and watches Rahul and Neha, and still doubts their relationship, but does not say a word about it.s
After 1 month, she returns to India. Meanwhile, Neha goes to Rahul and complains that her silver cup has been missing ever since his mother went back. So, Rahul writes a letter to his mom diplomatically.
Dear mom,
Hope u r well. I am not saying that u took the silver sup. I am not saying that u did not take the silver cup. But the fact remains that the silver cup has been missing only since u returned to India. I promise that this will not spoil our relationship and request you to return it back, if u have taken it.
Luv,
Rahul
To this, his mom replies:
Dear Rahul,
I am well and hope the same from you too. I am not saying that u sleep with Neha. I am not saying that u do not sleep with Neha, but the fact remains that if Neha had been sleeping in her own bed in her own room, she would have found the silver cup by now lying under her pillow.
Luv,
Mom.
Moral: Don’t try to fool Indian mothers.
After 1 month, she returns to India. Meanwhile, Neha goes to Rahul and complains that her silver cup has been missing ever since his mother went back. So, Rahul writes a letter to his mom diplomatically.
Dear mom,
Hope u r well. I am not saying that u took the silver sup. I am not saying that u did not take the silver cup. But the fact remains that the silver cup has been missing only since u returned to India. I promise that this will not spoil our relationship and request you to return it back, if u have taken it.
Luv,
Rahul
To this, his mom replies:
Dear Rahul,
I am well and hope the same from you too. I am not saying that u sleep with Neha. I am not saying that u do not sleep with Neha, but the fact remains that if Neha had been sleeping in her own bed in her own room, she would have found the silver cup by now lying under her pillow.
Luv,
Mom.
Moral: Don’t try to fool Indian mothers.
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