The “GURU” I Adore The Most !!

by Anchal, posted in Stories

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BLOG POST BY – ANCHAL SRIVASTAVA

Let me start with the proverb-

 “The hand that rocks the cradle rules the world”

Meaning, the wise mother who rocks the cradle makes her child great who can rule the world. Yes, she is my “Mother” who is the best teacher of my life. No other bond is as precious as the bond between a mother and her child. Her love, care, and warmth is incomparable. Among so many relations on earth, only mother is the one who influences the child the most. Hence, she is not only the mother but also the first teacher of my life. From Maa to Mumma to Mummy she made me aware of the realistic world. From the day first when I stepped into this world till now, she has always been teaching me new lessons.

I am really finding it a difficult task to jot down the things I have learned from her as I am still in a learning phase and will need her lessons throughout my life. Since childhood, she taught me to be independent and to be valiant enough to tackle the mischievous happenings in the world. She is the one who taught me to differentiate between the right and wrong. Though she has never raised her hand to me but scolded me whenever I did anything wrong. Many a time, she guided me in choosing the best path which had always lead to the beautiful destination till now.

I still remember the days when I got fewer marks in class 3rd due to health issues and I was very much disappointed thinking that I might have to repeat the class. I lost my confidence then, but my mother’s caring touch and encouraging attitude boosted my spirit. Her confidence and believe in me taught me the lesson of “Never Surrender”. Hence, I worked hard and secured the good position in the class. She not only taught me to respect elders but she also taught me to accept the mistake and bow down your head when you are wrong and if you are right, fight for it.

I have also learned the multitasking skills from her. The way she manages work and family, the way she loves equally to all of us always compels me to follow her. No other teacher has taught me beyond studies but my mother has given me every small to big lessons which are essential to survive in this cruel world. Although teaching is a profession which creates other professions, the mother is a kind of teacher whose blessings, love, care, and support is always needed for the children to reach the utmost height. She also taught me to be patient and work honestly. The most important thing she taught me is to ‘Never boast’.

However, I have many friends to share jokes and to laugh with them but whenever I feel grief-stricken, I always seek help from my mother. No one can ever console me like her. I know she is the only person who will always understand me and will accept me no matter whatever the situation comes. I also thank her for not only teaching me with the life lessons but for also transferring her writing skills into me. She is a good story writer and many of her articles are published in the newspaper.

Last but not the least, I always owe my success to her. I would like to thank her for every important lesson she taught me till now. Thanks in advance for the chapters which are still unlearnt.

Thank you, Mummy, for trusting me and making me what I am today. I love you, Mummy…. You are the best and the most favorite teacher of mine.

#MyRealFitTeacher #FuelForTheRealFit

Our salute to your life-partner!!

by Anchal, posted in Stories

Yes, this sentence “Salute to your life-partner” is the most distinctive compliment I have ever received in my lifespan. Let me not bemuse you more here. I’ll tell you why and how?

A few weeks back, I was on my journey to different cities to conduct motivational seminars and to promote my latest book. The very first and common question I was asked by the directors and head of the institutes was- “Did you wrote this book before marriage or after that?” and my answer was straightforward- “after marriage.”

They were surprised and started throwing heaps of questions that were thriving in their mind- “Then, how did you manage writing and household activities?”, “What encouraged you to take a step towards this field?” etc., etc……..And my response to all these inquiries was- “My husband’s support.”

Some were inspired by my answer whereas some were curious to know in depth.  So, I thought why not to write this as a blog and provoke our male genders as well.

We all know that we should find our passion and work for it, no one will do it for us. But, in my case, it’s my husband who discovered my passion and encouraged me to follow it. Although I had this skills since childhood, I had never worked for it anytime due to other commitments and frantic office hours. After a couple of years of my marriage, I wrote the first blog, and I received around 17K reviews with 65K views. Still, I never had thought that I’d write a book one day.  Thanks to my husband who boosted my hidden skills every day and motivated me to achieve my passion. He stood beside me every time I needed. He not only helped me in writing but also had been a helping hand in household chores. His suggestions, decisions, ideas have always been fruitful to me, and I respect him for that.

I was delighted when the director of one of the institute said- “We should also learn from your husband. He has set the perfect example for all of us”.

I’ll tell you what actually keeps me motivating? When I first shared the news of my book on Facebook, I received uncountable compliments saying – “Well done,” “congratulations for your success,” “you made us proud” & many more. The only comment I found different was of my husband- “This is nothing, you have to work more smartly.” And when again I promoted the book on social media, endless compliments again occupied the Facebook. Besides those, one comment was – “Still a long way to go.” By now you must have guess whose comment it was.

So, this attitude of my life-partner is something which always compels me to work smart and made me fully dedicated towards my passion. My sincere thanks and appreciation to him for all that he had done for me. Thank you-

–    For welcoming me into your life. I know I’m far from perfect…as a wife or homemaker. But thank you for loving and supporting me anyway.

–    For your constant encouragement and belief in me.

–    For your endless patience during editing of the book. I truly appreciate it.

–    For your dedication towards the family. For working hard and giving your best at the office despite all the frustrations and obstacles.

–    For being my teacher in various aspects of life.

–    For letting me shine through the book.

Through this post, I would like to tell everyone reading this, that- “Marriage doesn’t kill your dream. Be supportive of your life partner. Help each other to achieve their goals and most importantly, respect each other”.

–    From the Author of “An Unimaginable Love”

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धैर्य से निखरते रिश्तें !!

by Anchal, posted in Stories

“अच्छे रिश्तें यूँ ही घटित नहीं होते बल्कि वो समय, धैर्य और विश्वास की धरती पर पनपते हैं ! ”

इसी उद्धरण पर भरोसा रखते हुए २८ वर्ष तनिषा ने वो कर दिया जो वाकई में बहुत मुश्किल है हम सब के लिए l तनिषा जब मात्र २० वर्ष की थी तो उसके परिवार वालो ने उसकी शादी कर दी l नया घर, नए लोगो को देख कर तनिषा थोड़ा डर सी गयी l उसके पति विनोद भी मात्र दो साल उससे बड़े थें l सही-गलत का उन्हें भी ज्यादा ज्ञान नहीं था l तनिषा आगे की पढाई करना चाहती थी लेकिन इस बात को ना उसके मायके वालो ने समझा , ना ससुराल वाले ने और ना ही उसके जीवन-साथी ने l घर के काम से लेकर बाहर के काम तक हर बात में उसे सास के तानें ही मिलते l उसके ससुर शराब पी कर आते, जब तनिषा उन्हें समझाती तो खुद ही गाली सुनती l सास के ताने और ससुर की गालियों की जैसे उसे आदत सी हो गयी थी l मायके में बताती तो बस एक ही बात सुनने को मिलता -“अब वही तुम्हारा घर है, थोड़ा सहना तो पड़ेगा” l विनोद ने भी उसका ज्यादा साथ नहीं दिया l ना बाहर पति के साथ जाने की अनुमति मिलती और ना ही अपने मन का कुछ करने को l एक कैदी जैसी ज़िन्दगी हो गयी थी तनिषा की l और तो और उसका मोबाइल भी चेक किया जाता l ना जाने किस कारणवश?  धीरे-धीरे दिन गुजरता गया l एक उम्मीद उसे अपनी बड़ी नन्द से थी लेकिन वो भी किसी काम की ना निकली l अक्सर तनिषा को खड़ी-खोटी सुनाती और अपने ससुराल में भी लड़ती l ऐसा बुरा दुर्भाग्य था बेचारी तनिषा का l कोई उसका साथ देने वाला नहीं था फिर भी उसने ठान लिया की, एक दिन सबको अपना बना के रहूंगी l तनिषा ने हर बात को नजरअंदाज़ करना सीख लिया l सास-ससुर, पति और रिश्तेदारों की सेवा में उसने कोई कमी नहीं छोड़ी l  शादी के दो साल गुजर गए l एक दिन अचानक उसके ससुर की तबियत बहुत ख़राब हो गयी l उन्हें अस्पताल में भर्ती करना पड़ा l लीवर और किडनी ख़राब होने के कारण जान का भी खतरा था l विनोद और उसकी माँ बहुत चिंतित हो गए l आगे क्या करना था कुछ समझ नहीं आ रहा था उन्हें l अपने पापा की स्थिति देख उसे कोई उम्मीद नहीं बची थी l तभी तनिषा ने पूरी हिम्मत के साथ अपने ससुर की सेवा की l डॉक्टर्स से पूंछ कर उन्हें दवाई देना , उनका देखभाल करना सब उसने संभाला था l अपनी तरफ से उसने कोई कसार नहीं छोड़ा ससुर को ठीक करने में l लेकिन कहते है न की ‘ऊपरवाले के आगे किसी का बस नहीं चलता ’ कुछ ऐसा ही हुआ और पूरे २२ दिन अस्पताल में रहने के बाद ससुर जी दुनिया छोड़ चले l  डॉक्टर ने तनिषा की सास से कहा- “आपके पति की हालत बहुत ख़राब थी, हमे तो लगा था उनकी ज़िन्दगी सिर्फ एक हफ्ते की ही है l लेकिन आपकी बहु ने उनका पूरा ध्यान रखा, समय से दावा दिया, समय से सारे चेक-अप करवाया इसलिए शायद वो २२ दिनों तक जिन्दा थें l भगवान ऐसी बहु सबको दे l ” ये सुनते ही, वो तनिषा से लिपटकर रोने लगी और खुद को माफ़ करने को कहा l विनोद को भी अपनी गलतीयों का एहसास हो चूका था l वो भी तनिषा से गले लग कर रोने लगा l ससुर के क्रिया-कर्म में भी उसने पूरी मदद की l  इस घटना के बाद तनिषा के ससुराल वालो को तनिषा की अहमियत पता चली l ससुर के जाने के बाद उसने अपनी सास का पूरा ध्यान रखा l उसकी सास भी उसे बेटी जैसा प्यार देने लगी l तनिषा की नन्द भी उसे समझ गयी और उसे अपनी छोटी बहन जैसा प्यार करने लगी l अपनी हर परेशानी वो तनिषा से शेयर करने लगी l उसकी नन्द-नंदोई के बीच की खटास को भी तनिषा ने मिठास में बदल दिया l विनोद भी उसे अपनी पत्नी के रूप में स्वीकार किया l उसे आगे की पढाई भी करवाया , तनिषा को नौकरी भी मिल गयी l दो साल बाद तनिषा ने बेटे वेदांश को जन्म दिया जो उसकी सास के आँखों का तारा है l तनिषा का परिवार एक खुशहाल जीवन जीने लगा l  माना कि तनिषा ने धैर्य रखा, सबकी बातों को नजरअंदाज़ किया और धीरे-धीरे सबके दिल में उतर आई l अब सवाल ये खड़ा होता है यहाँ कि– “अगर तनिषा के ससुर का देहांत नहीं होता तो क्या उसके ससुराल वाले उससे अच्छे से पेश नहीं आते ?”, “क्या बहु का कोई स्थान नहीं होता ससुराल में ?”, “दुसरे घर से आई लड़की के साथ ऐसा व्यवाहर क्यों ?” आज भी हमारे समाज में ऐसे मुद्दे आये दिन सुनने में आते है l   पढ़ने के लिए बहुत-बहुत धन्यवाद l अपने सुझाव मुझे कमेंट के द्वारा जरूर दे l

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by Anchal, posted in Novel

Immensely delighted to share this news- It’s been 73 days today & 117 copies of my book are sold……..The most overwhelming moment was when most of you were looking to purchase the selfie signed copies…Attached are the few snapshots…..

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Daughters: A Curse or a Blessing?

by Anchal, posted in Novel

In this era of advancement, people still think that a girl child is a curse to them and their family. My question to the society is- Why? How could a girl be curse or blessing? We need a mother, sister, girlfriend but why not a daughter?

You must be wondering why I started so curtly with questions. Thus, the story goes here-

“In the morning while we had our breakfast, the bell of the landline diverted our mind. Mummy received. It was news of Didi’s delivery. The much-desired dream of my parents got fulfilled. I jumped with excitement. I was hankering to know the babies’ gender. We went closer to the phone but couldn’t hear anyone’s word.

“Two daughters,” Mummy said with tears of joy while keeping the receiver down.

Ahlaad and I just wanted to run away to meet our nieces. This was the second news of excitement I received in my entire life.

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There was an absolute silence. My own breath seemed noiseless to me. Not even a single familiar face was around the hospital ward where Didi was admitted. The stillness all-around scared us. We could no longer hear anything there. The silence of the place was poisonous for us.  It made our thoughts expand till the infinity.

“Confirm the room number once,” Mummy said to Papa in the faltering voice.

And the scenario we saw was just pathetic. For a second, we couldn’t believe our eyes. Didi was lying on the bed like a non-living, motionless toy. Her eyes were swollen, her beautiful face has lost the pretty smile. Her fair complexion skin faded away. Her one-day old daughters were sleeping in a cradle aside. The moment Mummy saw Didi, she couldn’t control her tears. She fell on the ground. She fainted.

We were stumped. This had sent shockwaves among us.  Her in-laws refused to accept her just because she delivered two cute girls. This old-fashioned, patriarchal thinking has destroyed many relations. The terrible condition of most of the Indian families today.  We live in a country where if a girl is born, the silence, the grudge that builds up is disproportionate. The birth of a girl child is still heeded as ominous in our country.

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Is this how life changes? Is there any fault of Didi? Are the twin sisters responsible for all this? No, the mentality of Jiju’s family is responsible. How can they do all this? Isn’t it the worst of all? How has Jiju changed drastically? How can a person be so mean? How can a person leave such beautiful angels? It’s better not to get married, not to have kids then such a dead life….

A weeping noise of my niece broke my thought. “

This was just an abstract from my latest book- “An Unimaginable Love,” an inspirational romantic tale.  Read it to find the reason, why the title is “unimaginable love”?

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Hope you will read and review the book.  Happy Reading!!

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  • From the Author of “An Unimaginable Love”