Jaccha - local Haryanvi song for new mothers

The local traditional songs sung in the occasion of birth of baby boy in the family are known as "Jachha" in Haryanvi. They are fun to hear and some of them are quite dirty as well. Obviously I won't be posting them (alas, the ladies did not sing them this time ;) ) and would only stick to simple ones. Here goes the first one.

I started recording half  past 2nd paragraph (jetha one).

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Jachha ki chatori jheebh,

Jalebi bhaven se re,

Jachha ki chatori jheebh,

Jalebi bhaven se re,

Uke  sasure ne lene ghal do re,

Uke sasure lene ghal do re,

Saasu ka la lyo byaz,

Jalebi bhaven se...

Saasu ka la lyo byaz,

Jalebi bhaven se re,

Jachha ki chatori jheebh,

Jalebi bhaven se...

Uke  jetha ne lene ghal do re,

Uke jetha lene ghal do re,

jethani ka la lyo byaz,

Jalebi bhaven se...

jethani ka la lyo byaz,

Jalebi bhaven se re,

Jachha ki chatori jheebh,

Jalebi bhaven se...

Uke dever ne lene ghal do re,

Kaka ne lene ghal do re,

Daurani ka la lyo byaz,

Jalebi bhaven se...

Sautan ka la lyo byaz,

Jalebi bhaven se re,

Jachha ki chatori jheebh,

Jalebi bhaven se...

Those who can read Hindi and understand Haryanvi, here is the translation...

जचा की चटोरी जीभ,

जलेबी भावैं सैं रै,

जचाकी चटोरी जीभ,

जलेबी भावैं सैं रै,

उके ससुरे नै लैवण घल दो रे,

ससुरे नै लैवण घल दो रे,

सासु का लया लो ब्याज,

जलेबी भावैं सैं री,

उकी सासु का लया लो ब्याज,

जलेबी भावैं सैं,

जचा की चटोरी जीभ,

जलेबी भावैं सैं रै,

जचाकी चटोरी जीभ,

जलेबी भावैं सैं 

उके जेठा नै लैवण घल दो रे,

जेठा नै लैवण घल दो रे,

जेठाणी का लया लो ब्याज,

जलेबी भावैं सैं री,

जेठाणी का लया लो ब्याज,

जलेबी भावैं सैं,

जचा की चटोरी जीभ,

जलेबी भावैं सैं रै,

जचाकी चटोरी जीभ,

जलेबी भावैं सैं 

उके देवर नै लैवण घल दो रे,

काका नै लैवण घल दो रे,

दोराणी का लया लो ब्याज,

जलेबी भावैं सैं री,

सौतण का लया लो ब्याज,

जलेबी भावैं सैं,

जचा की चटोरी जीभ,

जलेबी भावैं सैं रै,

जचाकी चटोरी जीभ,

जलेबी भावैं सैं 

For the benefit of others, here is the summary...

The new mother has craving tongue and she likes jalebi very much.

Send her father in law to get them and add interest of her mother in law upon her.

The new mother has craving tongue and she likes jalebi very much.

Send her big brother in law (big brother of husband) to get them and add interest of her big sister in law (wife of him) upon her.

The new mother has craving tongue and she likes jalebi very much.

Send her small brother in law (small brother of husband) to get them and add interest of her small sister in law (wife of him) upon her.

The new mother has craving tongue and she likes jalebi very much.

I would be posting many more of them. I am sure songs like them must be sung in all regions. If you have never paid attention to them, do so the next time. I bet you are going to enjoy them...

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Lady You Are Not A Man by Apurva Purohit

One fine day, my colleague came to office and sent a link to me on this book.  Out of curiosity and the recent incidents that prevailed around us in the workspace, we ordered the book. Thus, there it was my desk!

About The Author:

Currently, the CEO of FM network Radio City 91.1, Apurva Purohit is a smart leader and a visionary who has built several media brands like Zoom TV and Radio City. Read more about her at her blog - http://www.womenatwork.co.in.

The blurb says:

Todays woman wants to make a success of both family and career and is unwilling to compromise on either. But the burden of coping with deadlines, recalcitrant children, lazy husbands, difficult bosses and equally difficult in-laws can be daunting, even overwhelming. In this book, Apurva Purohit, CEO of Radio City 91.1 FM, shows how women can accept, adapt and achieve their way to the highest rung in every arena. Through real-life stories and funny anecdotes, she provides pithy tips on a multitude of topics: from training husbands to training interns, from the right attitude to getting it right with kids, from dealing with household crises to office emergencies, from building a reputation to paving ones way to the top. Warm, witty and empathetic, Lady, Youre Not a Man! is a must-read for every woman on the quest for work-home balance and determined to succeed in her career and live a happy and fulfilling life.

About The Cover:

I liked the cover. It's quite creative and also pops out some hint to contents - which I realised only after reading two-three chapters.

About The Book:

I was all smiles as I read the very first pages. It was like reading about myself! I can bet that any working mother would give a high five to me when they read it.

I also liked the way book is structured. The book is divided into three sections – Acceptance, Adapting, and Achievements. Each section is further divided into smaller chapters. Wait, there is more. Each chapter has footnotes at the end with the headings - "Corporate Mantra of the Day" and "Psst…" giving a crisp summary of the chapter. 

Further, each section is concluded with ten important lessons.

Below were my favourite chapters:

-The suffering Sita syndrome

-Expectant expectations

-Can u give up control

-Oye, lucky madam

-Maintaining one's individuality

-Sexy smart and single

What I Liked About The Book:

1. The fact that I could immediately relate to it.

2. Short chapters.

3. Real life experiences.

4. Witty and funny punches very here and there.

What I Did Not Like About The Book:

1. Unmarried females might not be able to directly relate.

2. Male readers might find it too much boasting about women - but they always do so, remember comments on women day or organisations not celebrating men's day ;)

Over all, I liked the book and can recommend to someone who is looking for non-fiction read over a weekend. Women low on self esteem or giving a single thought to give up their career because of any reason must read it.

I could have copied almost every second line as my favourite except the stories, but I refrained myself hard and below are some lines I noted down as quotes:

    "Priorities need to change at different stages of our life if we want to grow and evolve."

       " We women actually have very simple needs indeed. Give or take a few diamonds, about forty pair of shoes, a few cuddles from our spouses and a reliable cook, all we want is to be happy and successful - both in our corporate lives and at home."

   "Most wars are lost in our minds much before we have stepped out on the battlefield. In a choice between skill and great attitude, attitude always wins, hands down."

     "Pregnancy is not an illness, it's a process of life."

Title: Lady, You're Not a Man! : The Adventures of a Woman at Work

Author: Apurva Purohit

Publisher: Rupa Publications India (5 August 2013)

Language: English

ISBN-10: 8129129043

ISBN-13: 978-8129129048

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Kicks: A Cherished memory

“Of all the rights of women, the greatest is to be a mother.”

~ Lin Yutang

Motherhood is one right which can only be claimed by women. Unfortunately, men cannot feel the divine experience of moulding a life within themselves. If they had, they would understand the amount of emotions attached to the same. Right from the moment when a woman discovers that there is a life on its way and it is her own body which is going to be its creator, the seed of being a mother is implanted deep into her heart.

There are multiple stages of pregnancy and each stage brings its own set of emotions along with it. The most awaited stage is the one when the mother starts feeling that tiny life. It does not matter if the child is her first child or tenth child; the feeling of little soul moving right inside her is priceless. The emotions are always same. The only difference is that first time mothers are too anxious to feel and keep on waiting impatiently for the heavenly experience, while experienced mothers have some patience.

Poor fathers, they can only feel when they are lucky enough to be by mother’s side at the right time. I still remember the moment when my husband and brother felt the baby for the first time. My husband got a good kick on his ear and we still laugh out loud thinking about the same. My brother was terrified and he immediately took his hand away and was very afraid to feel it again!

I try to express my emotions I go through every time I felt my baby moving. The below lines shows only a part of feeling which is wonderful, amazing and surprising at the same time.

KICKS: A CHERISHED MEMORY

Those kicks when I am eating 
Those punches when I am working. 
Those strokes when I am resting, 
My soul is surprised when I am sleeping. 
  
A playground I feel, 
As those legs heel. 
Womb congests as ‘it’ deals, 
I wish all could all reel. 
  
It was on right just now, 
It slipped to left and I wonder how. 
It's moving, it's visible! 
It's funny as I capture, 
‘This’ moment of wow! 
  
Those tiny elbows and hands 
Those little knees and feet 
This delicate body 
Struggles inside me to find the space 
Reminds me so that it loves me 
So that I can smile 
And to make me feel blessed 
That I am never alone. 

I am sharing my #MemoriesOfMotherhood with Bio Oil and BlogAdda. This Mother’s Day check out the Yummy Mummy calendar and make a similar calendar of your own using the Bio Oil App.

The Day When I...

Who is the first person we think of calling or talking to when we are truly happy?

I bet this might have varied answers - Best friend, mother, father, husband, wife, and the list goes on.

Who is the first person we think of when we get hurt (even the slightest)? Let me rephrase the question. What is one word that comes out of our lips when when we  are hurt?

"Mummy", "Mom", "Maa", "Amma" and so on.

The difference is that all of them points to the same person - Our mother. Yes, picture this -

I hurt my knee/elbow  - I cry in pain - "mummy"

I am not well - I utter in dismay - "mummy"

I am frustrated - I shout in anger - "mummy"

I knew this truth right from the birth, but like every thing whose importance is realised when we do not have it any more, I realised how much I was dependent on my mother only when I went away from her. It was during the time I was in some other city for my first job when I used to return to my pg/hostel hungry and dying for food. All that I used to see on the table was cold food which I would never ever have put in my mouth if I was home. Many times, I literally shed tears thinking of mummy. When finally, I was back in my home town, I simply refused to relocate and choose to switch the company. I had just one liner answer to my manager - "When I get back home, There would be no one to say - "aa gai beta, hath muh dho le, mein khana daal deti hun" (baby, you have returned. Wash your hands and face till I serve the food for you). I even missed a big company because of this prolonged mom-sickness.

There are many such memories which I may recall with my mother. When I give a serious thought to the best ever memory I had with my mother, below instance rules my heart and mind:

Date: 7 April 2012

Time: Around 5:00 PM

Location: Labor Room

I was exhausted after almost twelve hours of gruesome pain, five hours of scoldings to push from nurses and doctors. My son was finally there and of-course I was happy. But the fact that I was confused was also true. While everyone was on cloud nine as they saw their next generation, I was completely lost for almost an hour.

Suddenly, the door opened and I saw my parents enter the room. I burst into tears the moment I saw them. I was crying uncontrollably. Everyone around me was trying to calm me down saying different things - "don't cry or your eyes would become week", "it's over, why are you crying", "don't cry, it's the time to smile now!".

All I could utter as my Mom held my hands was - "Itna late kyon aaye" (why did you come so late?). The room was filled with laughter on my innocent reply.

It was that moment I missed my mother the most. All I wanted in world at that time was to see her next to me. When I look back in time, I cal tell for sure that - 

The best memories with my mother and being a mother, both were when I became one and stepped into her shoes. That is the most cherished memory with my mother.

The moment I became a mother myself and saw my own mother, that was the moment when i realized that she is truly my first expert.

Let me put a smile again everyone's face. Below is the snapshot of my Facebook status after two days -

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I am sharing my #MemoriesOfMotherhood with Bio Oil and BlogAdda. This Mother’s Day check out the Yummy Mummy calendar and  make a similar calendar of your own using the Bio Oil App.

A Letter To My Son

Honesty is one virtue which everyone is always looking for in every person they meet. Need less to say, a bit of dis-honesty from our loved ones is heart- breaking.

When it comes to kids, every mother wants her child to be living and honest to her. All she wants from him is true love without any hidden motive.

I often think that time is not far when he would become independent and would not hug and kiss me as often. He would no longer piss me off and force me to play with him no matter how tired I am.

My kid is too small to read this or understand the meaning behind these words. I wish one day, he not only understands these lines, but also grow larger than them.

I still remember the day,

I found that you were on the way.

Not knowing what to do,

I followed my heart at every step.

As you free inside,

I wonder how would you look like.

As I felt you within me,

I danced with joy.

I love you,

Before I saw you.

I gave those creepy shows a miss,

As people said it would impact you.

I laughed more,

To keep you smiling.

When I saw you for the first time,

I kept looking at you.

I took a long look,

At your tiny fingers,

At your deep eyes,

At your kissable lips.

Droplet of pearl fell from my eyes,

I made sure it did not fell on you.

I remember clearly,

I could not have enough of you.

I played when you played,

I slept when you slept,

I smiled when you smiled,

I cried when you cried,

I also cried when you laughed,

When you kissed,

When you hugged.

Time is flying quickly,

You started crawling,

You stood on your feet,

But you still look for me,

When you wake up!

I wonder what do I want for you?

Some say, make him a doctor,

Some wish you earn the most.

You come and hug me,

Little arms cuddle my neck,

Cute lips kiss me cheeks,

And Then I know,

All I want for you is this.

I wish you stay as smiling,

I wish you stay as innocent,

I wish you stay as loving,

I wish you love as selfless.

You cry if you are sad,

You smile if you feel good,

You wonder when I become sad,

You play when I dance.

You fear if you feel creepy,

You cuddle if you feel loving.

Those expressions of love,

Those tears of hurt,

All are so pure,

So HONEST.

My heart ponders,

If you would stay the same?

My soul searches,

For the actions to be taken.

Great people have said,

Children are reflection of parents.

So true they are,

As you talk in sleep,

Exactly like me.

I keep my promises,

So that you learn to keep yours.

I tell you all truth,

So that you never learn to lie.

Sometimes my life,

I do not talk to you,

So that you never do so with me!

Yours honestly,

mummy :-* 

I am writing a letter about how a mother teaches honesty to her child with the Max Life Insurance i-genius #YoursHonestly activity in association with BlogAdda.

Reflections: A to Z Challenge April 2015

Phew...!

It's finally over. Yes, it was my reaction when I published the last post with letter "Z".

If was my year of participation and I am proud of myself that I completed the challenge on both my blogs.

I am glad I choose a theme and more glad that I stuck to it - with a few deviations and tweaks.

For this blog, I decided to blog about women, but to my own pleasant surprise I limited myself to women in my own country - India. It was a great learning experience for myself. I discovered about many women I would have never thought of searching!

An interview to myself!

Q: Did I have a theme?

A: yeah! Check out the theme reveal...

Q: Did I finished with success?

A: Yes.

Q: Did I plan my posts in advance?

A: I tried to do that before April, but failed to do that.

Q: Did I post everyday?

A: No. While I managed to schedule some of my posts in advance once a while, I also had to work really hard to catch up many times.

Q: Did I learn anything?

A: Yes. 

1. General knowledge

2. Importance of planning and drafting posts in advance.

Q: Did I get more views?

A: Yes, as compared to normal months.

Q: Did I get more comments?

A: Yes, it's incredible how fellow bloggers take out time for this amazing encouragement.

Q: Did I visit more blogs and commented?

A: No! I so wish I had done it. But my official work and personal commitments left me no time to visit any blog and I barely managed to post with each letter though not everyday. 

I would definitely try to make up for it by visiting as many reflections as possible - at-least who those took out time to comment on my posts.

Q: Would I participate again next year?

A: Yes, as long as I am blogging :)

This post is written as a part of April 2015 A to Z Challenge. My theme for this year is Women In A to Z Professions. Click at the link to check other professions women have excelled in and their respective links.