Manjari Shukla

Taking a Kitkat Break…..!!!!!!

Dear Readers,

I am gonna take a small kitkat break from all of you. I am going out of station for my Post Graduation. I’ll definitely try my level best to be in touch soon. As soon as I settle there, & get an internet connection I’ll be visiting your Beautiful Blogs. I must admit that your encouraging responses have made my life more beautiful & so, I’ll be back soon.

There’s a sincere request that please keep visiting my blog regularly & leave your precious comments on my other posts.

I’ve started missing my Home, My Friends, My Teachers & of course My readers, but I am confident that God will soon give me an opportunity to be in your contact, so till then keep visiting my Blog, I wish you all Good Luck…..!!!!!!!!

Keep Smiling………

With warm regards,

Manjari

Manjari Shukla

Bliss of Dawn

(Its one of my older posts, and I wanted to share it with my new readers)

Waking up early in the morning, when the birds in their nests are getting dressed up to go for their jobs, when one hears the bleating of lambs from far-off places, then one feels this is the sight to behold. The soft & delicate glow in the east, which proves, very soon sun will enter the territory of human beings, so that they can start their day & make hay while the sun shines (literally).

I am not trying to be Lady Wordsworth, but really the bliss of dawn is marvelous. It is only during dawn, that we can come closest to nature. This time is free from pollution & even after living in the most crowded place you can enjoy the ecstasy of dawn. The breeze blowing during this time carries nature’s choicest blessings, & enjoying nature during dawn is one of the most enchanting experiences. The whole day we are busy in the humdrum of town life, but being a part of daybreak gives a magical touch to our boring lives. The dawn provides an amazing positive vibe, & keeps us agile all day long.

So, if you really wanna have the pleasant experience, please follow the cliché:

Early to bed, early to rise

Makes you healthy, wealthy & wise…………..

Love,

Manjari

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Manjari Shukla

Coup d’oeil at Life

* The most destructive habit : Worry

* The greatest joy : Giving

* The greatest loss : Loss of self respect

* The most satisfying work : Helping others

* The ugliest personality trait : Selfishness

* The most endangered species : Dedicated Leaders

* Our greatest natural resource : Our Youth

* The greatest “Shot in the Arm” : Encouragement

* The greatest problem to overcome : Fear

* The most effective sleeping pill : Peace of Mind

* The most crippling failure disease : Excuses

* The most powerful force in life : Love

* The most dangerous pariah : A Gossiper

* The world’s most incredible computer : The Brain

* The worst thing to be without : Hope

* The deadliest weapon : The Tongue

* The two most power filled words : I Can

* The greatest asset : Faith

* The most worthless emotion : Self-pity

* The most beautiful attire : Smile

* The most prized possession : Integrity

* The most powerful channel of

communication : Prayer

* The most contagious spirit : Enthusiasm

* The most important thing in life : God

Chinese Proverb : “ When someone shares something of value with you and you benefit from it, you have a moral obligation to share it with others.”

Love,

Manjari

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Manjari Shukla

A Protensive Search

When I met her, her hazel eyes were looking for someone. Clad in a beautiful white gown she was sitting on a silver throne. Her ornaments were of diamond & platinum, I was taken aback by her breath-taking appearance. She was so beautiful. Some sylphs with their gossamer wings were wandering around her throne as if protecting her pristine & aesthetic beauty. Do you know who was she?

She was DIVINITY and she was looking for her soul sister PEACE, who is lost in this Big, Bad World.

Will she ever be able to find her sister?


Love,

Manjari

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Manjari Shukla

Mon ami

(My Friend)

Mischievous and yet pure at heart; these two simple words describe the personality of My Best friend, Abhilasha. From the day we met till today, every moment had proved that we are definitely connected by some karmic connections. The way she understands me and the way we have grown together proves only one fact that she is really special to me. It’s just been three years when we met in college and sowed the seed of our friendship, but today I feel we have been friends since ages. I have a long list of friends and I love them a lot but my best friend is more than a friend to me, I feel she is an extension of my personality. I am fortunate to have a friend like her and I thank God for it. It’s a fact that with passage of time many relationships change, and they lose their impact on human heart, but I will try my level best to hold this relationship with my best friend till the end of time. I promise that I will be there for her in happy as well as trying times and I hope that together, we will enjoy the fruits of the friendship tree, which we have freshly planted.

(THIS POST IS DEDICATED TO MY BEST FRIEND ABHILASHA)

With Best Wishes

Love,

Manjari

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Manjari Shukla

What Makes A Dad?


God took the strength of mountain,

The majesty of a tree,

The warmth of a summer sun,

The calm of a quiet sea,

The generous soul of nature,

The comforting arm of night,

The wisdom of the ages,

The power of the eagle’s flight,

The joy of a morning spring,

The faith of a mustard seed,

The patience of eternity,

The depth of a family need,

Then God combined these qualities,

When there was nothing more to add,

He knew his masterpiece was complete,

And so, He called it………DAD!

Hey, its Father’s day, & I think this is the best tribute you can give to your Dad. I read it somewhere, & thought to share it with my readers. I hope you will like it. Dads are The Guiding light of our life, & it’s our duty to make them happy. So, do everything, which makes your Dad, feel proud & happy.

Love,

Manjari

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Manjari Shukla

Walking down the memory lane…………..


I am dead. By God’s grace my good deeds brought me in Paradise, its simply beautiful. God asked me what I want now? I said can I have a glance of my life from childhood to death? He agreed & handed me the Book of My Life. I opened the book & started turning the pages. Walking down the memory lane through this book, I came to Chapter-1- Childhood. While I was going through it, I found someone standing, when I asked who he was, he turned to me & said, I’m your childhood. I said what he feels about me? He replied, you were a sweet & innocent child, close to everyone. By God’s blessings you got the most loving parents, they took care of you & made you a good human being; you reciprocated their love in a nice way. I am happy by your conduct& I give you permission to move ahead.

I moved to the next chapter, it was Adolescence. Here too, I met someone. On asking who he was, he replied “I am Adolescence, that phase of a person’s life in which he/she dwindles. Sometimes he/she is treated like a child & sometimes as a grown-up. ” I asked him the same question, what it felt about me, when I was passing through him? He said, like others you also dwindled between many things but since God gave you the best parents & choicest friends, you never went to wrong path, you never did wrong to anybody. You were naughty & mischievous but everyone loved you because you were true at heart & pure in soul. I am satisfied by your conduct & grant you permission to move ahead.

The next chapter of my life was Youth. When I reached to this chapter, I found Youth waiting to talk to me. He understood what I wanted to know from him& said, you were a nice person, innocent, loving, helpful & kind, but at times your words unintentionally hurt some people. Since your upbringing was good, so every time when you found yourself guilty you apologized, your right conduct always impressed people & you were forgiven. You were intelligent & that’s why you fulfilled your dreams & became successful. Later you got married& became a loving wife & responsible & caring mother. I am contented by your behaviour & now you can have a glance of the last chapter of your life.

I came to the last chapter of the book, i.e. Old Age. When I turned the page, I found a shriveled person. I understood, he was old age, I asked him what it felt about me? He gave me an innocent smile & said, you lived up to everyone’s expectations. You maintained your innocence & honesty throughout your life & that’s why God gave you an opportunity to turn the pages of your life once again. I am very happy with you. The book ended, I handed the book to God. God said, he gives qualities to his every child & those who keep that quality from birth till death, he gives them an opportunity to glance at Book of their life after death, if they wish. He said, since you maintained the innocence & honesty, I gave you a chance to once again walk don the memory lane. I thanked God for everything & he embraced me lovingly.

Love,

Manjari

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Manjari Shukla

True Love

Sweet, Simple & Divine.

I feel these three words define LOVE in the best way. Love is a rare blessing which is bestowed on a handful of people, those who value it are the luckiest & those who take it as a time pass are the most unfortunate ones. True love is a rare opportunity & very few people get this opportunity in life. In this fast pace world, everyone has become so ambitious that, no one has time for love, this is the reason why there are so many cases of divorces in present world. Everyone needs his/her space, & if one interferes in others’ life, it is intolerable. When God created the world, he created it with lots of love, compassion, kindness, but with the passage of time, values changed, people started taking everything for granted, & this is the biggest mistake they committed. No doubt, progress is good, but forgetting the essence of living, & being part of the rat race is utter stupidity.

People believe, living in Utopia is malarkey, but I feel those who are true at heart & pure in soul can achieve what they desire. In today’s world, it is necessary to be diplomat, tactful, because if you are not shrewd, people will take advantage of your innocence & simplicity. In short, you have to create a façade to live in today’s BIG, BAD World. But, let me tell you friends, if you feel & believe in the fact that God had sent a soul mate for you, then you will definitely meet him/her, today or tomorrow. The whole world is existing on belief, so if you believe, you will achieve, not only prosperity, power, but True Love also. When you will receive true love, you will find that life has become worth living, your ideologies will change, at that time don’t forget to thank the almighty. Life will be more pleasing & in case you land in trouble, your soulmate will help you to come out of it.

So, be a part of this diplomatic world, but at the same time deep down in your heart believe that you will get your true love.

With Best Wishes…………….

Love,

Manjari

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Manjari Shukla

My Silver Jubilee post


Reaching here was a great experience. I learnt a number of things. I am very happy that I have reached to my 25th post. The blogging had made me more confident, it has polished my hidden potential for writing, though I am not a great writer now but as a beginner, I think I have achieved something. The journey is long & I promise to write better & entertaining things in the coming future. Though I don’t have many readers & followers, but I want to thank all those who have devoted some time to my posts. I will be happy to receive your comments on my works. Please keep checking out my blog.

Once again thanks for your comments…………!!!!!!!!

Love,

Manjari

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Manjari Shukla

Tomorrow’s Another Day

It is not necessary that what we desire in life, we get it right here, right now. If one desires to get a particular thing & is ready to do anything to achieve it, then sooner or later, he/she will get the thing. One must not lose hope & believe in the saying Tomorrow’s Another Day.

So, what if you have lost the match today, so what if you have failed in the examination this time, so what if you have lost the challenge today? If you are determined to win, tomorrow will be yours. If the fire of optimism is burning in your heart, victory will be yours. Hopelessness, feeling of losing a game, brings dejection in life; it mars your courage & gives you utter failure. Those who are determined in mind & spirit can change the world & those who are happy at their losses & have left everything in the hands of destiny are losers in the race of life.

Life is in the moment & those who know how to make the most of it are the victors. Winning & losing is part of game, but getting lessons from your victory & failure is the real spirit of living. Winners & losers are players in the game, but those who enjoy the game are the real achievers. Don’t think that only winning is an achievement, losing too is an achievement. Losing teaches you to work harder.

So, whenever life brings twists & turns, be ready to learn new things. Even if you lose today, keep the faith alive that, Tomorrow’s Another Day……….


Love,

Manjari

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Manjari Shukla

Mirror of Life

When you stand in front of a mirror, you see an image of yourself. This image according to law of Physics is virtual, & cannot be kept on the mirror, after you move away from it. If we envision life to be a mirror, we will find that life too reflects an image. An image which is real & which stays on its screen long after we have walked out from it. A mirror is a concrete object & it shows a virtual image, but mirror of life is an abstract object & it reflects a real image. In my opinion a real image in the mirror of life is that image, which is a reflection of interior & exterior traits. This real image is only visible to us & our actions beautify or disfigure it respectively.

The real image formed in the mirror of life shows how nice or bad we are. Our good actions help in the embellishment of this image & our bad actions are responsible for an ugly image. A person of this era is bound to have a veneer, otherwise people will take advantage of him, but after a long hectic day when he returns back home, his image in the mirror of life should remain pure, but if he, too like the bad persons commits crime, deceives people, his image in the mirror will be ugly like those who are bad in every deed.

No matter what you are to the world, but you should strive to be a person who can glance in the mirror of life confidently. Your actions should be such that they form a true image of yourself, which you can see proudly. It is this real image, which makes you a good human being. No one wants to look ugly, & those who really desire to look beautiful must have a beautiful real image in the mirror of life, because those who are beautiful from WITHIN are beautiful from WITHOUT, on the contrary those who are ugly from within, cannot have an impressive exterior.

So, friends work in such a way that you should be able to face your image in the mirror of life confidently, don’t indulge in those things & activities which can disfigure your real image. The reflection in the mirror of life should be unique & it is possible only if your deeds are unique.

Love,

Manjari

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Manjari Shukla

My Husband, George….!!!!!


Whether you accept it or not, but somewhere deep down, in the deepest core of heart, every girl desires a husband who will love her more than anything in the world, who will laugh with him & will give shoulder to her tears, who will always be the reason of her smile, & never the reason of distress, who will take care of everything & will try everything to make her special, but every girl is not fortunate as Cynthia. Cynthia, the heroine of our story. She got married to George, 10 years ago, & still the fire of love is kindling between the two. They have not fought for a single reason in the past 10years, if she is distressed at something, George solves the problem, & the opposite is equally true. These days, in the want of space in relationship, marriages don’t last so long. The so-called SPACE creates drift between husband-wife & ultimately they land in court, filing divorce against each other.

Cynthia & George were classmates, & on the day of their farewell, George proposed to her. They got married after 5 months, & now stay in New York. George, is really very understanding, the reason for his being like this goes to his upbringing, her mother-father shared a great relationship, & this understanding was inculcated in him from the very early age. Not only marriage, he handled official affairs with equal ease. His love & understanding made Cynthia the luckiest girl in the whole wide world. She hardly missed her family; George pampered her so much, that sometimes she forgot she had a family in Chicago.

But for the past one month, George was behaving in a strange manner. He never left the home, without informing Cynthia. She was a bit upset about George’s changed behaviour, but she had faith, there must be some reason. But everyday, George behaved in an outlandish manner. The most annoying thing which George did to Cynthia was, he went out of town for a week, without informing her. She started thinking, like other relationships, our relationship is now gasping for breath; George now does not feel right to inform me about his affairs. It was 15th June, & she was so sad, that she forgot it was her 11th Anniversary. She was lying on the couch, with brimful of eyes, when the door bell rang. She wiped off the tears, & went to open the door. It was George, he came in uttered not a single word, & went into his room. She followed him, & on entering room she found he was packing her things. When Cynthia asked, what he was doing. George gave her an angry look. He held her wrist & brought her to the car. On the drive, Cynthia continuously asked where they were going, but George did not speak a single word. Finally, they came down an apartment, George asked her to come out of car, & told her to go to the 11th floor, she hesitated, but George’s angry looks could not hold her for so long in the car. She went to 11th floor, & as she opened the door, do you know what she found……… SURPRISE…..

Everyone shouted Happy anniversary, Cynthia…..she was taken aback, while she was recalling the date, George came from behind & hugged her. He apologized & said he was planning a grand surprise for his beloved wife. He said, he had bought the home for her, as he always knew Cynthia did not want a rented home.

Cynthia was touched, her tears made her vision hazy, & she said, “I love you, My Husband, George………” George understood many of the unspoken words, & said I love you too, My Cynthia.

Love,

Manjari

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Manjari Shukla

From Glory To Grave

In our Graduation days, we learnt the following poem:

The Garlands wither on your brow

Then boast no more your mighty deeds,

Upon Death’s purple altar now

See where the victor-victim bleeds

Your heads must come

To the cold tomb;

Only the actions of the just

Smell sweet, & blossom in their dust.

Human ambitions are beyond limits. Everyone desires to be the Best forgetting the fact that all the achievements are nothing but material pursuits & one day everyone has to depart from this world leaving behind everything. Coincidently the thing which we take with us & which remains here, after our death is the same i.e. OUR GOOD DEEDS. Our magnanimity, our kindness towards poor & needy, our loyalty & love make us a good human being. Striving to be a good human being should be the pivotal aim of our life. Committing misdeeds, ditching innocent people, playing with emotions mars the spirit of being human. In Hindu mythology, it is believed that that human form is achieved after taking 84 lac births. It means, the form of the most able species on land, is achieved after so much of toil. I know, now a days people don’t believe too much in mythological stories but even if we remove the myths, we must contemplate on the fact why God has given us a human form, there must be some reason because EVERY WHY HAS A WHEREFORE. I feel a human form is an indication of the mission which we have to accomplish & the only mission of a human should be spreading love & humanity & so one should devote his/her time & efforts for the same. If one will engage in bragging about achievements, one will fail to reach the ultimate glory. One should live every moment in such a way that it’s the last moment to live life. Try to make everyone happy around you so that your good deeds become pleasant memories when you are not present in the world. Your bad deeds can be source of sorrow for others. The poem quoted above expressed the fact that the just & good actions never wither & they always smell sweet, & blossom after one’s death.

So, if you want flowers on your grave bloom forever, start having an upright life which focuses on Good Deeds. Work in such a way that people should remember you after your death & take you as an Epitome of Excellence.

Love,

Manjari

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Manjari Shukla

Nom de Plume

(Pseudonyms/Pen-name)

Pseudonyms have always fascinated me. This might have got something to do with myself being a literature student. I always came across pseudonyms used by some great writers like:

Mary Ann Evans aka George Eliot

Teodor Jozef Konrad Korzeniowski aka Joseph Conrad

Eric Blair aka George Orwell

Samuel Langhorne Clemens aka Mark Twain

Hector Hugh Munro aka Saki


When I started writing I thought, I will use a pen name- SIMRAN MALHOTRA just for fun. After all I should show some influence of my favourite writers & I think I've paid my tribute to them. Now its time for me to return to my real name that is MANJARI SHUKLA. So I've dropped my pen name and now my real name will interact with my dear readers. I hope my real identity will also keep my readers enthusiastic about watering the New Blossoms of my garden as usual.

(The concept of this article was given by my Best friend)

Enjoy Life..!!!!!!!

Love,
Manjari

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Manjari Shukla

GREAT EXPECTATIONS


The 11 letter word ‘EXPECTATION’ has always taken an imperative place in our lives. If we think deeply, we will realize that since the time of our birth till the time of our death, we expect something or the other. It is not bad to expect something or the other, but when some of our expectations remain unfulfilled, we feel that we are the saddest person on earth. Generally we expect love, attention, loyalty, success etc in our life. A child expects attention & love from his/her parents, a loves expects love & loyalty of his beloved, a teacher expects a hard-working & obedient student, our hard work expects success in the end & the list of expectations can go on & on forever.

Expecting is a genuine trait & there is no one in this world (except recluse) who expects nothing. I feel the concept of expectations takes birth in us only if we have belief & trust on the other person. Try to recall a single incident, when you have expected something from a stranger or an unknown person? I think your answer will be NO. Generally we expect from those who have a deep impact on us & this is the reason why, when some of our expectations remain unfulfilled, we feel as if we are the saddest ones. If a stranger hurts you unintentionally or intentionally, you don’t take it so seriously but if a close friend, a lover etc hurts you, you become heart-broken. Do you know why, because you did not expect this from him/her? On one side, expectations give you pleasure & on another incessant pain. When your expectations are fulfilled you feel that you are on top of the world, & if your expectations are shattered you become dejected from life.

So, let me tell you friends, expect from everyone you trust & believe in but God forbid if some of your expectations remain unfulfilled then please do not get heart-broken. Think that, you’re a morally upright person, & life expects only your happiness, so SMILE……I know, it’s easy to preach & hard to imbibe, but please try it once, I am sure you will feel better from next time, if any of your expectations remain unfulfilled.


With Best Wishes…………….

Love,

Simran

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Manjari Shukla

Treasuring Relations

Wake up, Rohan, its 7o’clock in the morning & you are still in bed. Get up, son!

Rohan’s mom entered his room after uttering these words.

But where was Rohan? He never slept so long. Rohan, Antara’s son had recently died of leukemia & she is unable to accept the reality. She still feels that Rohan is present in the house. She is a single mother because her husband died in a plane crash three years ago. Since then, Rohan was her only companion. They shared fabulous moments together & now when Rohan is no more, Antara do not want to accept the reality.

Rohan was fully aware of his disease before it started showing serious symptoms , but since the financial conditions of the house were not so good, he was not able to get himself properly checked. He was working in a private firm, when he got to know about his ailment. He wanted to earn a lot in a short span of time, so that after his death his mom can live comfortably. But time was running like anything. Due to his illness, he was not able to give his 100% at work. His incapability to continue forced him to leave the job. When Antara came to know about all this, she was shocked. Everything was going so well, they had started living after Rohan’s father’s death, & now suddenly, the clouds of sadness, once again started surrounding her life. She tried everything to save her son’s life but destiny had something else in its hand.

Its been two months, since Rohan departed for his heavenly abode, but still Antara comes to his room every morning, asks him to get up, with a hope that from somewhere he’ll call & say, Mom, I am here.

I know, it was a very common story, but my aim behind writing this was to show how there are some relations which even after a person’s death remain close to the existing people. There are people not only mother & son, but lovers, relatives, friends who leave a deep imprint on our heart & our life. God forbid, if someone loses a near or dear one in some mishap, accident etc. the pain, suffering which he/ she suffers is beyond any explanation.We do not have any control on our destiny, so we should do only one thing, treasure our relations because they are invaluable & precious, & if they will be lost, we’ll be lost in life. Those who matter the most in your life, make them feel important, because if they will be gone, you will be all alone. Try to make the most of every moment & try to make all those people special, who hold a special place in your life. I know silence speaks volumes but sometimes it is necessary to speak your heart out.

Love,

Simran

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Manjari Shukla

Trouble

When we hear the word Trouble; what exactly comes to our mind? When we hear the word Trouble, our mind generally visualizes an incarceration in which we are kept & even after numerous efforts we find ourselves incapable to come out of it.

Although, we know this is a pessimistic thought & one should try to be optimistic in ones life. Let me tell you friends that troubles are touchstones. They test our potential. If one’s life will be full of bed of roses, then there will be no zest for higher ambition & standard of living. Troubles challenge us to fight against all odds to accomplish the desired goals.

Life is full of intricacy & the correct way of living life is to face troubles with courage & patience to become a true winner. Numerous ideologies are intertwined in life and we normally choose the ideologies, which we feel as correct and appropriate to handle the situation. Troubles give us energy and direct the way to face the challenges of life. Some people get disheartened while facing trouble in their life. They hardly make them able to face & fight against troubles & ultimately surrender & accept defeat. Losers are not those who lose, but those who fail to try again & again.

Our real worth is found only when we are able to face troubles & able to come out of them. One who has a positive outlook towards life can take troubles as opportunities. Whenever an opportunity comes in our life, we try to make the most out of it. Likewise, a trouble tests our mettle to handle life. One who comes out of trouble is a real winner & one who gets trapped in trouble is a real loser. Those who fail to come out of trouble hardly succeed in life. A trouble teaches us about the essence of living & those who are not aware of the essence of living are losers.

So if trouble knocks your door, welcome it as an opportunity. Don’t run away like a loser but prove your mettle by coming out of trouble & I am sure living life will be more easy & enthusiastic for you.

Love,

Simran

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