My word for 2018


Sometime ago, Corinne Rodrigues had blogged about her word of the year. The concept intrigued me and as I read about it, I realised it really made more sense to have a word or phrase around which you want your year to revolve. What is Word Of The Year all about? Corinne has explained it very well in her blog and I am going to quote her here.

“In case you’re wondering what this word of the year business is all about, let me explain. I came across the idea that it is better to choose one word/ phrase for the year than have a list of New Year’s resolutions that don’t work. I know it helps me to see my life through the lens of that one word/phrase and focus on it. It helps me go through the year more positively and not feel burdened by guilt about resolutions I didn’t keep.”

I pondered over this and spoke to my daughters and mother about it, asking them what their word of the year would be. Natasha who has really been ill and down for most of last year, said her word was, “Zesty” as she wanted to get back her energy and start living life again.

Nakita chose tranquillity and my mom chose sleep.

I realised that all our words reflected how we had grown over the last year and what we had missed out on and had come to treasure the most.

My word is “Me”. The minute I thought of it, I immediately felt “OMG! That sounds so selfish!” and I realised that that is exactly the reason I need to make it my word of the year. I have to stop feeling that I am being selfish every time I put myself first. I need to stop making other people’s opinion matter so much that I end up losing myself in the process of trying to appease every one.

As I said in my last post of last year, 2017 was a mean mom of a year and I realised that if I don’t take care of myself no one else will. Not because they don’t care, but because they are busy looking after themselves.

When I say that my word of the year is this small two letter word, “Me”, I am looking at so many aspects of myself.

It stands for a healthier “Me” which means no missing out on meds, regular checkups, my physiotherapy or my daily walks.  It means eating healthy and taking the time to plan my food.

It stands for “Me” as a writer, which means no excuses to not write. It means having the confidence to commit to writing everyday and grooming myself to be a better writer.

Focusing on “Me” would mean gardening and dancing and reading and playing more with my dog, Muffin. It would mean giving myself permission to be happy even if I goof up. It would mean forgiving myself for perceived mistakes. It would mean loving myself first.

So what is your word of the year? Do share it in the comments section.

My 500 Words : Day 1

I first came across Jeff Goins as a result of a Google search a couple of years ago. He and Michael Hyatt are the two people I have been religiously following since then.

There is a story that Jeff keeps telling of how he started taking writing seriously. A friend of his asked him once what his dream was and he replied that he hoped to be a writer someday. His friend looked at him and said, “Jeff, you don’t have to want to be a writer. You are a writer. You just need to write.”

The first time I read this, it stirred something in me. I started calling myself a writer and I tried to write as much as I could. I even made a visiting card which said, “Writer”. But old habits die hard. Though I really, really wanted to write, there was house work that never ended; I had to continue taking my classes as that was the only source of income and a million other reasons besides why I could not find the time to write.

But somewhere the seed was sown and I started looking for and finding small writing challenges that made me accountable. The Write Tribe had a writing challenge in October last year where we had to write nine posts in the month. I thought that was do able and I actually completed it.

Then I took part in the Nanowrimo and while I did not manage all 50000 words, I crossed 20000 and got a good part of my book written.

And just when I was looking for a new challenge, Jeff came up with his 500 words.

If you want to know more about this here is the link :

I have decided to do this. I am going to try and write 500 words every day for 31 days, starting today. No scratch that out. I am not going to try, I am going to write. That’s it.

What am I going to write about? I don’t know.  May be I will blog more often or keep a couple of days a week to work on my book. Maybe I will write some book reviews. Or content for the life courses that I plan to conduct at SGS. It doesn’t matter. All that matters is that I will write.

I am also writing a blog post on my word for the year which I will post in some time. This is the first time that I have decided on a word for the year and my word is “Me”. When I think of me, I think of writing. I see myself sitting at my desk. (yes, I got one made!) I see my steaming hot cup of tea and my dog Muffin settled comfortably on my feet. (she seems to think that my feet are made to plonk herself on).

Then what happens to the house work and the classes? Well, the universe decided to help out and I got a couple of writing assignments out of the blue. So not only can I write, I am going to be paid to write as well and since this means I need not travel to work, I save on a couple of hours a day.

So here’s to a New Year filled with words!

2017: A real mean mom of a year!

I think this year, the universe decided that I needed to be shaken out of my complacency and that I needed a mean mom to do that. Because that is exactly what 2017 has been. A real mean mom! Actually 2017 was like a mamma giraffe, she knocked me down and then kicked me to stand up. Just when I thought I was okay, there was one more kick to knock me down.

Oh yes, I resented this year. At least while it was happening. But looking back I see that I am not the same person I was at the beginning of the year.

I started this year with this great determination that I would make everything work. And for a while it did. Then came the kicks in the forms of illness, and being let down by people I thought were my pillars, expenses piling up and not being able to cope with my work load.

While it is true that these put my year out of gear, I learnt that there is something in me that just won’t give up. And in spite of all the chaos of the year, I managed to write 20000 words of my book during the Nanowrimo challenge. I learnt that it didn’t matter if I finished the 50,000 words or not. I realised that I could write 7000 words a day if I wanted to.

I made a lot of friends in my social media groups and enjoyed the conversations I had with them. I read a lot of books and reviewed them and my opinion was sought out.

Somewhere along the year, I stopped feeling like a tongue tied school girl in awe of people she admires. I leant that I can talk to them as peers and I felt accepted. For someone who has always been on the fringe of groups, never really an insider, this meant a lot. A shout out to Rubina Ramesh and The Book Club, and Corinne Rodrigues and her Write Tribe and the Wrimo India group!

This year I learnt that you can’t assume that people will be there for you. There will be times when you are all alone and that is alright. I learnt that I am enough. I learnt that I have a very stubborn streak and no matter how many times I got kicked to the ground this year, I got right back up again, out of sheer perversity.

In fact the best part of the year was this last week, which I spent with both my daughters. We spent the time visiting family and otherwise just sitting and talking and cathcing up on each other’s lives. The icing on the cake was when my daughter said, “Thank you mamma, for always being there and for always doing what has to be done. For taking everything in your stride and still finding things to be happy about.”

I don’t think anything could top that!

I have written this post as part of the Friday Reflections, the theme being, “Looking Back on 2017”.


“Woof , Woof!” By Muffin. #1

SIP : Simple Involvement Plan (for dog lovers)

A couple of weeks ago, mamma had a rare afternoon free. But instead of playing with me, she sat scrolling on her phone. It didn’t really matter, because she was sitting on the window seat and I got to sprawl all over her feet.

Suddenly she gave a deep sigh. I raised my head to ask her what the matter was when she said, “I wish I could!”

“Could what?” I woofed.

“Help out,” she answered wistfully.

“Help whom?” I barked a small impatient bark. Sometimes mamma takes her own sweet time telling me things. I really wish she would hurry up because then perhaps we would get some time to play.

“Listen to this. My friend Aditi Nair sent it to me. You know her don’t you? You met her at that place where they take care of all the street dogs who have been hurt.

“You mean where we met Arya?”


“So what did she send you that has upset you so much?”

“This.” Said mamma and read out the message

“We are in URGENT NEED OF FOOD for the rescued and sick  animals under the care of PAL.

Request you to click on this link and send us some food for the animals.

The animals are used to this diet and not giving them this food will hinder their recovery process. If you are unable to purchase and help out the animals, please help by sharing the link with your near and dear ones. The 2s & 4s at PAL will be very grateful for your kindness

Our monthly requirement –

* 8-10 kgs of Pedigree puppy dry food for 2 meals for the animals daily.

* 25 – 30 wet pouches of dog food every day for food and for medication. 

* 15 pouches of cat / kitten wet food every day.

* 30 kgs of dry cat food per month.

For any queries, please WhatsApp us on 9820380638. In case address is not showing up on the link please drop a message to us.


“So why can’t you help?”I asked mamma. I think my mom is super efficient. She can do anything she puts her mind to. As she says, “The word impossible is in the dictionary of fools!” So why couldn’t she help?

“Because right now, I already have you and I can’t afford to buy even one day’s worth of meals for the animals. I just don’t have the money.”

And she sat with that sad look again on her face. I can’t bear to see her like this, so I jumped up to lick her face.

She laughed and said, “You know what, I wish I could adopt more dogs.”

“But you can’t…”. I began…

“No, I can’t. But I wish I could do something” Both mamma and I lapsed into silence as we contemplated the problem.

Suddenly I remembered a question someone had put to mamma some time back. I think he was her tax consultant. He had been trying to get her to keep aside something every month in something called SIP, and she had told him that she couldn’t afford the amount he had quoted. So then he asked her “How much can you afford?”

I didn’t realise that I had asked the question aloud till mom answered, “About a quarter of the requirements for one dog for a month!”

“Then that is what you need to start with. And if you can find three more of your friends, to do the same, you can feed a whole dog instead just of a quarter of him!” By now I was yipping excitedly. Oh wasn’t I a genius!

Mamma looked at me for a moment and then nodded. ‘’Hmm, maybe we could do that. Virtual adoption of a part of a puppy, or even a whole one if you can. And Aditi can send us pics of our adopted babies and update us once they get actually adopted. Then we can virtually adopt another puppy.  I must message her and see what she thinks about my idea!”

“Your idea? Woman, hello? Can we give credit where it is due?” I growled.

“Okay okay! It is all your idea. So let me call her up and tell her that this is what Muffin thinks we should do.”

So all you humans who are reading this, what do you think? Would you like to part adopt a dog? Would you like to make a big difference with a little commitment?

If you would, please say so in the comments section or drop us a line at  or send us a message on Whatsapp on  9820380638 and we will get back to you.

Lots of woofs and licks,


P.S. This post was written in response to the prompt “If I could make a small difference today, I would ———–”  #writebravely #writetribeblogsforacause