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		<title>Much Love Monday: April Heartaches and Acceptances</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Jayanthy Govindarajan]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Apr 2019 09:27:10 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>April is the month that keeps me thinking about a lot from the past. It&#8217;s all about losing your loved ones. I lost my Uncle before 7 years this month. &#8230; </p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>April is the month that keeps me thinking about a lot from the past. It&#8217;s all about losing your loved ones. I lost my Uncle before 7 years this month. I lost my darling pet Jhansi who was just 7 months old before 3 years. I lost my good friend the same year. 2016 April was not an easy month, while I wanted a shoulder to cry, I became the shoulder to lean on to.</p>
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<p>My uncle&#8217;s death was very sudden and it still churns my stomach when I think about those moments. Though it still looks like it all happened just a year before, it is already 7 years. It changed a lot about my family. It changed my dad and made him insecure. Losing his cousin brother made him guilty, angry and sad. It&#8217;s only after death we feel deeply about the chances we missed. My father became very unapproachable and he was treading on fear that anything can happen anytime to anyone. Life by the end of 2012 was troublesome.</p>
<p>4 years after that, life slowly turned from being miserable to manageable. In December 2015, Chennai streets were flooded overnight due to ineffective planning. I still remember waking up to water everywhere. There was so much chaos everywhere, though that&#8217;s the moment we found peace as a family. That was the time we all sat down and spent time together. Those 4 days will be etched in my memory beautifully. We spoke a lot to each other and switched off the denial mode that surrounded us otherwise. We had a lovely little stray dog who had come a week before the floods and she became my companion. I call her my savior. She changed my life and made my father finally cry and gain the peace he had lost years before.</p>
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<p>A lovely companion who kept me busy for 4 months after I quit my job. I looked after her day and night. I argued and even fought with anyone who wanted to send her to a pet house/shop. We named her Jhansi because she had a warrior look on her face. She was a warrior. She taught me to buck up and be brave. She looked fragile, but there was a strength in her that anyone can see. I have a detailed post about her <a href="https://www.jayanthyg.in/jhansi-and-i-a-memorable-experience-with-a-stray-pet-blogchatterprojects/">here</a>.If you wish to know about this darling, read the post. You will fall in love with her. I cried and cried with no strength left to bother about anything. I dwelled in silence and my parents understood and let me be.</p>
<p>I quit my job in January 2016 and spent full time with the pets at home. Also, this was the time my school dearie S and I became close. We spent so much time talking with each other and made so many plans that never worked out anyway. Still, we spoke a lot, whenever we had the chance. We created chances to talk. Maybe that&#8217;s how it works. I missed her dearly after training at Infosys, but failed to keep in touch. Here we were talking like there were no yesterday&#8217;s and no tomorrow&#8217;s. I didn&#8217;t want to miss any more time. I didn&#8217;t want anything to end, come on, we just started all over again. The thing is, we never know when anything actually ends.</p>
<p>We spoke about our lives. What went wrong for us, what is going good for us, what is keeping us strong, what is making us cry! She was such a strong soul. She was going through a storm, still one would never guess that if they talk with her. The heartiest woman I personally knew. I don&#8217;t think I am even 10% of what she was. I am not putting myself down, but openly accepting the fact that I have to learn to smile during adverse times. We all have demons inside us, but only some of us fight it everyday and fly high. She was that devil who woke up everyday and faced her illness bravely. Even a day before she passed away she laughed and conversed with someone dear to her. She longed for conversations that kept her going. We all do, right?</p>
<p>When I came to know that she passed away through my school group, just a week after our last conversation, I asked the girls to cross-check. I told them it was impossible that it&#8217;ll be her. What came back made me cry.</p>
<blockquote><p>She suffered so much right before she died. She didn&#8217;t deserve a life like that. I know her. She needed the peace. She had had enough. Though I miss her, she needed that peace. Rest in Peace, my dear, for you will always be in my heart.</p></blockquote>
<p>I realized when I saw a quote just before a couple of days. If there was something I could be to keep her with me, is stay cheerful always, for life is short, but it&#8217;s only you who can make it sweet.</p>
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<p>If you have lost someone you hold dear, you will realize it is their kindness that made them special. Be that! Be Kind! I have a lot to show on that. I wish I have a more kind heart and the ability to understand without judging. This is what I wish for myself this year.</p>
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		<title>The Devil Next Door</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 20 Sep 2018 14:45:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>I don&#8217;t have to bear your chauvinism,I take you as a challenge,Everyday I learn what to ignore,And break free to live a bit more! A woman is not meant to &#8230; </p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center">I don&#8217;t have to bear your chauvinism,<br>I take you as a challenge,<br>Everyday I learn what to ignore,<br>And break free to live a bit more!</p>



<p class="has-text-align-center">A woman is not meant to cook all day,<br>Or clean and pop out babies just as you say,<br>You are not a man,<br>If you don&#8217;t know to respect a woman!</p>



<p class="has-text-align-center">You shout to make us fear,<br>Expecting us to shed a tear,<br>So we will totally disappear,<br>And forget our dreams dear!</p>



<p class="has-text-align-center">You have failed right there,<br>You just put me on first gear!<br>I am not willing to share a word,<br>To you who will think it is absurd.</p>



<p class="has-text-align-center">I will never shed another tear,<br>Instead I will send above a prayer,<br>To save you from your cruel thoughts,<br>For a day will come when you realize what you lost!</p>



<p class="has-text-align-center">You were a king of crafts,<br>You definitely had skill,<br>That does not mean,<br>You can demean everyone else.</p>



<p class="has-text-align-center">You have your own fears,<br>Face them to find thyself,<br>Do not trouble another,<br>For you will never be respected ever!</p>



<p class="has-text-align-center">Life is to enjoy,<br>Why are you keen on planning to destroy,<br>You will live in a void,<br>That you will not be able to avoid.</p>



<p class="has-text-align-center">Cherish the moment,<br>What&#8217;s the pleasure in a bad comment?<br>Live and let live,<br>That way, We will thrive!</p>



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		<title>Letters to My Daughter: You are way off your weight chart dear #MyFriendAlexa</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Sep 2018 01:54:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Dear Ilakkiya, I had initially thought of writing monthly letters to you, but I couldn&#8217;t do it after your birthday. I was troubled with many things, most related to you. &#8230; </p>
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<div dir="ltr">I had initially thought of writing monthly letters to you, but I couldn&#8217;t do it after your birthday. I was troubled with many things, most related to you. I feel so much better now and we are having a good time. So, I really thought you should know what happened and what has changed between us within these months. </div>
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<div dir="ltr">In a <a href="https://jaysfreespace.blogspot.com/2018/08/august-gratitude-list.html" target="_blank">post</a> here, I mentioned about your weight gain issues. You are a bit off the mark from your birth weight. What this means is, you were 3 when you were born, so per the standard charts you are supposed to triple your weight on your first birthday. Actually you didn&#8217;t and I didn&#8217;t know why. I was bombarded with a thousand questions on why you hadn&#8217;t gained any. Personally, I had not much idea on where I went wrong. I sat and saw your photos over time and you looked hale and healthy just as you do now. I really had no idea where things went wrong. It took me time to realize why you hadn&#8217;t gained weight for close to 3 months straight. </p>
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<div dir="ltr">A couple of mistakes had lead to your stagnant weight. I moved to Appa&#8217;s place when you were 5 months old. For the first two months, I was able to nurse you every two hours. However, as time went, I was asked to focus on the chores and cut down slowly on the feeding schedules since you had started solids. I thought that is how it worked and I hardly fed you thrice a day. Neither was I ready to give you cow&#8217;s milk which was strictly prohibited till age 1. So, now I realize that I had not compensated on your regular milk with other options and I was supposed to continue the feeds until 1. I am sorry to have missed out on a crucial time, but I am glad your Ammama was the first to notice and ask me about it. She literally fought with me and ensured I feed first and then focus on everything else. I fought back with her, but now I am glad she noticed and she was the only one to come and help. Others didn&#8217;t know much. It is feeding that brings the best in a child!</p>
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<div dir="ltr">Secondly, there was one instance where a mild dosage of honey was given to you in the name of medicine. I came to know this late, but was immensely pissed off when I knew it. Honey is generally given in drops to a child before 1 because it could cause botulism. Half a teaspoon in the name of medicine causes more harm than good. I cried when I first heard it, but I couldn&#8217;t do anything about it because I came to know it late. I only explained to the concerned person on why honey is dangerous for kids before 1. From then on I personally prepared medicine for you and also learnt to bathe you to prevent any miscommunication and interventions. Also, I was asked not to give you Ragi because it would cause cold. I had to fight this off and started giving you the porridge. </p>
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<div dir="ltr">As a mother, I am not questioned just by family and friends about your growth, but by most unknowns because I have a tiny child. Trust me, it is tough being a mother. I also had to go through some critical comments from so many people I personally thought were friends. I am glad I learnt about many through our tough time. People really thought I hardly fed you. I was almost put under the radar by some. After facing the drum, I made up my mind not to give heed to any comments and also not to ask anyone for suggestions anymore. I sat and researched on healthy foods for kids. I asked my mother and grandmother to help me with recipes. I pretended I knew what I was doing, even though it was a trial and error method for me. I brought ingredients and my mother in law offered to help. Finally, your porridge got ready and I made a few changes to your routine. Slowly, you started gaining weight. Throughout the struggle, your Appa was very understanding and patient with others for throwing their mind our way. </p>
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<p>Earlier I used to be bothered about your weight, I even used to yell at you to eat. You wouldn&#8217;t. You would just move around. It took me some time to understand that a child&#8217;s cognitive development is the most important factor over weight. Appa and I used to sit down and talk about this. He wasn&#8217;t a tad worried about your weight. He always asks me to let you be and ignore everyone&#8217;s comments. I felt even my mother was very critical about you and I gave her a piece of my mind. After which, she realized how it has to be said and that you were alright. Just like us you prefer to eat fruits over juice. That was the first sign of a healthy baby to him. We never gave much fruit juices to you. People would try and pull you to follow the norm, but sometimes you need to go with your own flow to accomplish what you set out for.</p>
<p>Babies gain weight. Sometimes it is a slow process. That is acceptable. I have stopped yelling at you. I am not making a fuss over your food anymore. I give you everything that is prepared at home for us. I am not trying hard to push it on to you. If you wave your hand to a No or shake your head sideways, I am okay to accept it as enough and not stuff more on to you. I have realized where to stop. This has helped you enjoy most foods now. Biriyani is your current favorite. You try to eat what you can. I am okay with breaking the meal time and meals. This helps me keep my calm and let you eat what you want. A hearty meal could be a spoonful or a plate full. I am okay with both now. You are still way off the chart, but I am okay with it. You are gaining and the doctors don&#8217;t see any problems with the slow weight gain either. They always ignored my weight queries. <i><b>They just ask me if you are alert, active and happy. I say, &#8220;Yes Doc, she turns the house upside down!&#8221;</b></i></p>
<p>Love,<br />Amma</p>
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<p>To all new moms,</p>
<p>Don&#8217;t worry about infants being way off the chart. None of our parents or grandparents weighed us everyday and worried. Neither did they bother about every doctor visit like today. They provided good food and a happy environment. The rest followed. They were okay with the children being the children. That&#8217;s all we must bother about. Junk will help gain easy weight, but that isn&#8217;t going to help us in anyway. A little of everything is all they need. So let&#8217;s keep them happy and healthy!</p>
<p>People could make you feel terrible by sharing their children&#8217;s weight or grandchildren&#8217;s weight. That is okay. Just tell them every child is different and their growth spurts matter. If people don&#8217;t bother to listen and focus on the weight, well, that&#8217;s all they know folks! Leave it at that. Don&#8217;t waste a calorie more to explain. You need it to run behind your child! Let&#8217;s just be thankful that we have abundance to give our child. Let us remember the nations were parents are starving and their children are dying. This is enough to forget our doubts and be thankful.</p>
<p>Love,</p>
<p>A Mom!</p>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Jayanthy Govindarajan]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Sep 2018 15:49:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>I have read so much on mindfulness. It gives me a pleasant feeling when I read articles and posts related to it. I read so much yet I am worried &#8230; </p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;">I have read so much on mindfulness. It gives me a pleasant feeling when I read articles and posts related to it. I read so much yet I am worried about failure. I do it for a few days and once I fail, I lose hope and drop the idea. I am a short tempered person. I hardly follow schedules when it comes to personal routines. At times, I am inflexible. I stress over what isn&#8217;t accomplished. See I am complaining on the opening note of my post. Don&#8217;t think this is a random rant post. This isn&#8217;t. This is a post where I am seriously considering practicing mindfulness.</p>
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<p>For a person like me, who gets annoyed at small things, mindfulness and gratitude might be the key. At least from what I have read about it and also felt when I am truly thankful. Parenting has opened a whole new level of stress for me. It isn&#8217;t really taking care of the little one, it is truly about handling the entire world of comments. I stress on this because I am a mother to a 15 month old and I am afraid that I am a bad mom. I yell once in a while at her for not eating and also raise my voice when she imitates other kids. At times, it makes me cry. It makes me wonder what kind of a mother I will become because kids will be kids and she is just a toddler. I want to be parenting in a positive way, but I am not sure if I am anywhere near it! Maybe my true reasons are shadowed in this. I want to find them in this journey.</p>
<p>I am afraid my yelling will continue and become worst in the coming stages of parenting. See, this is the scary part. I believe my thoughts. I overthink and also believe that I might not be a good parent. Overall, I am losing my self. At times when I sit down and think, I wonder where all the once-upon-a-time calmness is hidden in me. I miss my lighthearted moments. I miss how I care for myself. I miss how I care for all my people and things. Something somewhere has changed. Anyway, it is time to gather all the pieces and fix the puzzle.</p>
<p>So, I decided that mindfulness is the key to my confusion.</p>
<h3 style="text-align: left;">1. I am dead serious about my thoughts &#8211; A total time waster</h3>
<p>This is one of the main reasons, I choose to practice mindfulness. I watch my thoughts and also believe them like that is something happening right in front of me. My thoughts are very creative. That makes it all the more interesting to view it. That can also simply be called day-dreaming. I am surprised that I quickly spend the little time I get for myself like this. I learnt to watch my thoughts, what I must learn is not to take them seriously. Maybe I must work towards saying, &#8220;Oh my dear, you are really taking a toll on my energy levels, so kindly keep it calm.&#8221;</p>
<h3 style="text-align: left;">2. At times, I suppress my emotions</h3>
<p>If I am bored, I clearly state it and move out of there. That is who I was, I felt that was rude. Now, I am trying my best to hear out the other person before I make the move. I am trying to relate incidents and talk about it. Somehow this has helped me in less occasions. I wish I know how to politely deny bullshit without rolling my eyes. I can&#8217;t talk unless I have something to say. Similarly, I don&#8217;t like to hear repeated stories all the time along with too much self-praise. I switch legs for a start, then look at the time and finally just look clearly bored. At other times, when something I don&#8217;t like happens in front of me, I become speechless. I don&#8217;t clearly state that I don&#8217;t like what&#8217;s happening, instead I just become silent. I feel silence is golden and give the silent treatment.</p>
<p>When people understand then it&#8217;s okay, if not, I feel I get too hot to explain. I feel explanation is not required. I must learn to explain what I feel so that I first understand my own feelings. I share my thoughts in a better way through words. I think I must continue writing to keep myself in check. I always take time to communicate myself. I take time to communicate my feelings. I don&#8217;t really open up to everyone. I don&#8217;t really feel it is necessary to open up to everyone. I am not a follower of conviction and suddenly someone pushing me to follow it made me feel threatened. I realized I feel much better when I stay me and also make others feel better!</p>
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<h3 style="text-align: left;">3. I take things personally</h3>
<p>This is very important for me. I hardly understand code words. Unless people tell things directly, I don&#8217;t really understand it. When people tell directly it takes me few minutes to come back to normal immediately. I am hurt quickly too because of it. So, I need to learn to respond to people in spite of comments and also stop sharing my own comments. Lots to learn especially when it comes to making peace with myself and the world. It is okay to not follow the norms. We don&#8217;t have to follow every norm there is to make everyone happy. People keep changing and so do the norms. I realized it is always better to stick to my own principles and clarify to the world that it is okay if they aren&#8217;t going to give me company for being me!</p>
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<h3 style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 18.73px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">4. Worrying Kills Easily</h3>
<div style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">This is a mood changer. I wonder if I actually make a list to worry about everything and also revisit it. I worry so much. If we had a conversation about what I worry about, I think you will have fits of laughter and maybe I will also. Or maybe like Joey broke the happiest dog, I might actually tire you! Before I take great efforts to cut out our relations, I better cut down on the worrying. I realized I worry because I don&#8217;t want to take someone&#8217;s problem as mine in the name of helping them. I&nbsp;have enough on my platter already. Also, I stay at the sympathy instead of moving to empathy and giving&nbsp;</div>
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<p>Do you want to practice being mindful? What are your thoughts on it?<br />What mindful habits do you practice in your daily life?</p>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 09 Sep 2018 04:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">I never really knew,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">We had to cut through,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">To know where we stand,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">When it doesn&#8217;t even look very grand,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">As a girl child,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">I am always expected to reconcile.</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">Maybe I lived in a dream,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">Without knowing everything was a scheme,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">When I became a graduate,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">I never knew I was a marriage bait,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">When I started working,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">I never knew it was just to save for my wedding!</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">I had dreams aplenty,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">Until my twenties,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">I rebelled for a long time,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">I was treated like I committed a crime,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">All that I need,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">Is to dream again and sow the seeds.</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">I must admit,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">That I was never unfit,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">But made to feel that way,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">So I will never have a say,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">I am here to have a go at it,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">And preach to others not to fall into that pit.</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">We the women,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">Are here to stay,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">Let our barriers break away,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">It is our time anyway,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">Let us teach our little girls to dream,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">And believe they are always supreme.</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">Come what may,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">We must stay</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">With our heads held high</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">And not one bit shy,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">For who we are,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">And take pride in coming so far.</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">We have every right,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">To question with deep sight,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">A shift that brings light,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">And changes our plight,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">To make our future bright,</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">Because we are our own knight!</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;"><br /></span></div>
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<div style="text-align: left;"><i style="background-color: white; color: #292929; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 20px;">I am excited to participate in #MyFriendAlexa Campaign by <a href="https://www.theblogchatter.com/" target="_blank">Blogchatter</a>. I am taking my blogging to the next level!</i><br /><i style="background-color: white; color: #292929; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 20px;"><br /></i><span style="background-color: white; color: #292929; font-family: &quot;lato&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: 20px;"></span><i style="background-color: white; color: #292929; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 20px;">Current Alexa Rank: 3,575,940</i></div>
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		<title>Letter to My Blog #MyFriendAlexa</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Jayanthy Govindarajan]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2018 04:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Hello My Dear Blog, I will start with a Thank You! I owe you one and I haven&#8217;t said that in years to you! I am sorry about that! Thanks &#8230; </p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;">Hello My Dear Blog,</p>
<p>I will start with a Thank You! I owe you one and I haven&#8217;t said that in years to you! I am sorry about that! Thanks to #Blogchatter for reminding me to do so. You are such a wonderful listener and you have borne me for almost a decade now. I started out writing only as a means to earn some money, but you have helped me emerge as a blogger, writer and a better reader. You have reflected my mind in every single occasion. Right from expressing my confusions as a person to an evolving parent, you have helped me express myself much better than I do in in conversations.</p>
<p>I have opened up very little with people in person except for few close friends. It&#8217;s you who are helping me break my barriers one at a time and you are also helping me become a better person. I used to just rant around when I started you, but you are making me focus on my writing, on myself and everything around me. You have been an amazing platform to present my writing to the entire world, something that I never thought possible. Something I never knew was possible. Something I never believed was possible. You made it all come true. I cherish every moment I type and post something in this space.</p>
<p>I wasn&#8217;t very sure how it would be if I self-hosted this website. I am thinking deeply about it. I would love to give you a makeover and let you breathe a little easier. Would you love a makeover? I wish you do. I really didn&#8217;t have a strategy when I first created you.(Aw, I sound like a scientist). Well, I still don&#8217;t have a great strategy, but I have a vision for you. I am working on it. I share my <a href="https://jaysfreespace.blogspot.com/search/label/Poem" target="_blank">poems</a>, my two cents on <a href="https://jaysfreespace.blogspot.com/2018/07/5-ways-to-mould-children-for-challenges.html" target="_blank">parenting</a>, <a href="http://relationship/" target="_blank">relationship </a>and <a href="https://jaysfreespace.blogspot.com/search/label/I%20Am%20Thankful%20For.." target="_blank">gratitude </a>here. Life is kind to me in many ways and you have helped me see that in every occasion. You have changed my views on almost everything and I am glad to have an opinion about everything I see. Though I am not good enough to present my points here clearly, I know I would do it soon.</p>
<p>If not for you, Life would have been miserable. I wouldn&#8217;t have found a friend who listened intently and patiently as you did. I would have succumbed to tough times and would have never found my way out of them. If not for you, I wouldn&#8217;t have seen the light at the end of the tunnel. If not for you, I would have just flared up at everyone and be a snarling dragon who spit fire everywhere. I would have just existed, not lived. I am thankful, grateful and blessed for your presence in my life. You have always been better than the best of everything I ever had and you help me cherish everything I have.</p>
<p>I love you! I love you to the moon and back! You are my bubbly blog and you will always hold a special place in my heart ever! I am truly, madly and deeply in love with you! Nothing can change my love for you, darling!</p>
<p>Hugs,<br />Bestie!</p>
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<p><i style="background-color: white; color: #292929; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 20px;">I am excited to participate in #MyFriendAlexa Campaign by Blogchatter. I am taking my blogging to the next level!</i><br /><i style="background-color: white; color: #292929; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 20px;"><br /></i><i style="background-color: white; color: #292929; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 20px;">Current Alexa Rank: 8,368,340</i></div>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Jayanthy Govindarajan]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2018 20:51:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Recent incidents helped me reflect a lot about myself and my life in general. Life has a way of bringing excitements and adventures followed by disappointments and regrets. Some adventures &#8230; </p>
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<div dir="ltr">Recent incidents helped me reflect a lot about myself and my life in general. Life has a way of bringing excitements and adventures followed by disappointments and regrets. Some adventures make us restless whereas some disappointments show us an open door. At times, I don&#8217;t know which is a blessing &#8211; an adventure or a disappointment. I am still not the matured one to see the light at the end of the tunnel in everything that happens. Though I believe that everything happens for a reason, sometimes I need to sit down and reflect to find the reason. </div>
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<div dir="ltr"><b>Reflections happen everywhere</b>. Not just when I sit still and meditate, though I do it very less. Not even the times when I sit down and decide to do nothing. It mostly happens when I sit to take a breath, but someone needs my help right away that moment. It is mostly when I call it a day, but someone calls me just to see if I slept so that they could have a &#8220;short&#8221; conversation. These are the times I wonder if I have a boundary set or am I standing in an unfenced area. My writing is the best time I take to reflect on my thoughts, my mind, my self, on the day&#8217;s happenings, or even about some incident that happened some time, some day. I would love to sit down and reflect more to understand myself and many of my actions or probably, inactions. </div>
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<div dir="ltr">I even wonder if people can misuse a kind person. I realized it is very well possible. It is something that happens every now and then. <i><b>If my kindness to you is a fault, then there is something wrong with your thinking.</b></i> It has taken me years to understand this. I have built walls and so many defense mechanisms to shield myself from being hurt, but it hasn&#8217;t helped. It has made me rude and sarcastic, it hasn&#8217;t helped me become kinder in any way. When people blindly ask me to help them with something or if I see someone need it at that moment, I oblige. That is who I am. I don&#8217;t see if I like them or not, not at that instance, of course. I just do it. If you forget me after your help, I am not at fault, neither is my behavior. <b>You are you and I am me! We are different and I would like to accept it as it is. </b></div>
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<div dir="ltr">Lately, many things have angered me. I have some people who hate to see me do my work. And some more who want me to do everything they say without complaining or questioning them. And, a few more would be glad if I left my book down just to speak a useless, anger-triggering conversation with them. I realized people would always have a say in everything we do. <b>Learning to ignore is an art that I must master and above all responding in an even tone is a skill, I must acquire. </b></div>
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<div dir="ltr">Today was one such day where I spent half my day in silence on the outside. I just took a break. If you know me, you will know that I don&#8217;t consider shopping as a break, neither do I shop till I drop, (though occasionally I drop things). I had things to buy, but never made the time to visit. I really needed some air and I wanted some cheerful colors to calm my mind. One thing I am fond of shopping is stationery. I am not tired of purchasing them. Also, I bought beautiful skirts for Ilakkiya. I will update the photo in Insta soon. Otherwise, home stuff. Those two hours weren&#8217;t actually therapeutic, but it helped me focus on better things.&nbsp;</div>
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<div dir="ltr">I also booked tickets for the 4 of us to Kolamaavu Kokila. If you are a fan of Nayantara or Yogi Babu,(thamizh movies like this encourage me to visit theatres) you will know I am going to spend 2 hours laughing tomorrow. That is therapeutic! Well, this will also be Ilakkiya&#8217;s first movie at the theatres. So, I am keeping my fingers crossed! Also, I figured I am the only one who must do my work irrespective of any delays! No one else will or can.</div>
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<div dir="ltr"><i>I am excited to participate in MyFriendAlexa Campaign by Blogchatter. This is my first season with them, I am excited and nervous about the journey this September with the entire team. I had a few questions, but the video answered them for me. Thanks for that</i> <i>Team </i><i>Blogchatter</i><i>.</i></div>
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