Chhath Puja – Festival of Beliefs

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Chhath Puja is the ancient Hindu Vedic Festival celebrated in Indian states of Bihar, Jharkhand, Uttar Pradesh, West Bengal and some regions of Nepal  The Chhath Puja is a festival of power and beliefs. The puja is dedicated to Sun and his wives Usha, Sandhya in order to thank them for their existence which is prospering the life on earth and to request for granting certain wishes.
The most important thing that, this Puja doesn’t involve idol worship.

This festival is celebrated on Kartika Shukla Shashthi which is the sixth day of Kartika month. That is why it refers as “Chhath”-on the sixth day . It is also celebrated in the month of Chaitra.

The puja consists of four days. This include of holy bathing, fasting and performing Vratta(abstaining from drinking water), standing in water for long period of time and giving “Arghya” to the setting and rising sun. The first day of Chhath Puja starts exactly after 4 days from Diwali, known as “Naha-Kha”. The devotees(performing the Vratta) take bath and prepare food which consists of rice, dal and bottle gourd(pure veg).

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The second day of Chhath Puja is known as Kharna. Vratti’s keep fasting for the day without even taking water. In the evening they prepare kheer(rice with milk) and roti. They eat the kheer-roti after doing puja to rising moon and Goddesses Ganga. This is the only time when Vratti’s eat or drink anything from starting day till the last day of Chhath.

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The third day of Chhath Puja is the festival day. The devotees performed nirjal vrath(without eating and drinking), which consists of going on river bank and giving argha to the setting sun. In argha they offer fruits, tekhua, ghajur in kalsup. After giving argha they make a kosi(consists of sugarcanes(5) in a tent shape, an elephant made up of earthen soil, lighten Diyas and keep puri on them).

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The fourth day is the final festival day. The devotees give argha to the rising sun in morning reaching to the bank of river. This fast lasts upto an overall of 42 hours without food and water. That is why those who do this fast are with powerful souls and treated like god. This festival is performed by both women and men.
This is the only festival which signifies both rising and setting sun.

Chhath puja is above the concept of Murti Pujan that is very common in the Hinduism. Some people believe “Sun is necessary for living, for every creature on Earth. This festival is the only way to thank the nature”.

There is a strong believe in this Puja that Chhath Maiya fulfil the wishes of everyone(related to anything) if prayed with all heart.

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I am lucky that in my family my Iaa(Dadi), Maa, Papa, Chachi’s, Fua, Mausi do this Vrath. It’s a blessing to see Chhath Puja. May Chhath Maiya showers her peace and blessing to everyone.

© Rashmi Tiwari

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Where were you ?

IMG-20181028-WA0140Hidden in the Iceland, chaotic of your own self. Where were you ? I was finding, standing alone on the bridge which had a time for the train to come. I wait everyday! For you to come back. I still have the time in mind of what we had.

Where were you ? Never thought that I might be waiting for you. The smell of your body which remains in me. Have you ever discovered that, why its just me ? Why haven’t I moved on, why I am still waiting ? Waiting for you, who’s just not me.

Where were you ? When I needed you the most, I cried whole nights and my pillow was holding me there. There is need of love from you. But you are finding the right stars at wrong place. If you have got me then why finding the reason to leave?

© Rashmi Tiwari

THROWN AWAY

The One Way Talks

Due to one he was thrown away from everyone.
Due to one he was thrown away to everyone.

Two Lines, very different but one thing in common “BREAKING OF TRUST”

Dec 13th, 2017
There was a girl upset in the corridor, who is she, who is she?.,

A curiosity of you did I sneak
my entire world went at peak
came and stand by your side
when your mind was upset aside.
Our feelings accidentally fell on each other
I thought we were bound to be together.

You faked yourself and faked your friends
I had to be with them for the sake of yourself.
Cause of you my heart depart
I was thrown away apart.

STILL I WAS LITTLE HAPPY.,

Even after everyone was there
I was happy that your were there.
Somewhere accidentally got few stares
but your true feelings were un-aware.

Feb 18th, 2018

You showed me…

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The Love Letter

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“Letter came ?” I texted to Gauri.

“No yaar” she replied.

Why am I waiting for this letter ? There is a story behind this letter.
What is the fascination in writing letters ?
According to me, letters are the best way to express one’s heart and its helpful for the introverts to pen down their feelings.
The letter I wrote to him in which I have described about how from friendship my feelings has changed to crush.
When he was here in the same city, I never felt that way I was feeling now.
We met so many times had good memories together.
Eating together in weekends, endless talk about the politics and back bitching about people.
He was the abettor to me.
When he told me that he is shifting to a new city I was really sad.
That sadness was queer and unmanageable.

After 2 months I came in touch with him because I was his friend not the best friend. But for me he was more that just a friend. With him there was a spark that I was craving for , the way he understood me made the bond between us really strong.
I wish the thoughts running in my mind are the same in his.
One fine day he called me.

” Can I send you a letter ?” He questioned.

” Oh ! Yes you can send me ” I answered.

I wish I could come there and tell him that how much I love him

” I am sending cards to all my good friends. You are one of them. That’s why I want” he said.

” Okay ! I will wait for it . By the way I like writing letter. I always wanted someone who can reply me through letters ” I said , smiling.

” Wow. You never told me about this. I am also letter sender- receiver kind off person ” he replied.

We had an hour phone call that day, this was longest phone call I did with him. There were lots of similarities between us. When ever we don’t had anything to talk, we discuss about the similarities. I gave him my friend Gauri’s address because I was living with my family , I didn’t wanted them to receive that letter.

So, that’s why I was waiting for this letter. Somewhere I had an intuition that the letter is not just a simple piece of paper. It is going to be the expression of feelings handwritten which I was expecting from very long.

After 4 days my friend Gauri texted me by sending a picture of that letter and I zoomed in the FROM portion and his Name was there.
I was so excited to read that letter.

“Shall I open it for you 😛?” Gauri texted.

“No yaar. 🙈” I replied.

“Yes ! I was just joking. I am not coming tomorrow. I am ill ” Gauri texted.

“😒 ” I texted.

In all this universe , when his letter came this ma’am is now ill and she lives far from my place. Ignoring my all anger. I messaged her.

“Take care , get well soon” I texted.

Waiting for another 3 days. All this eagerness was on peak.
Finally my dear Gauri came. I took her college bag, took out the letter and ran outside the class.
I found one empty class room and sat quietly there.
Thoughts were running in my brain. What is the feeling he couldn’t expressed on the phone call.
That’s how the letter was

*” Hi Beautiful,
When I was there. I couldn’t felt the importance of yours in my life. I am missing you.
I miss how you used to call me whenever I was late in our meetings.
I miss how you adjust your hair while talking to me.
I miss how you laugh even on my lame jokes to make me feel good.
I miss how you sing sweet songs which I have secretly recorded.
I miss how you look gorgeous with that nose pin.
I miss how you look beautiful with that one stroke of Kajal.
I miss how you handle me whenever I miss my family.
I miss how you take my advices before making any decision.
I miss how you share all your peace, anger and disturbance with me.
I miss how you put your hand on my shoulder.
I miss how you care for me as a friend.
I miss you.
I miss everything about you.
A day has 24 hours and atleast 24 times I have missed you.
Dear I am sorry for not telling this you earlier. But I am in love with you.
With your soul.
I am in love with someone who knows I am not perfect but can make me complete.
A someone who has the clandestine quixotic tone.
A someone who is the narcotic in my nerves and panacea to cure.
A someone who is silent but has things to say.
A someone whom I wasn’t searching for.
A someone who is the best fortuitous thing happened to me.
A someone who makes me forgot the whole world.
A someone who makes me happy all the time.
A someone who pays attention to my useless talk.
A someone who is propinquity to my soul.

Now, I am changed because of you and becoming a more positive person in life. There was no appropriate way to express my feeling better than this. This letter is my proxy for you.
You know what, whenever I watch the night skies I found you dazzling around wearing the stars with the glow of moon.
I left all my pains behind and we drown into the ocean of love. A place where we imagined day and night to be together.
This is all my state without you.
You are the description of love. I imagined every moment sleeping on your lap , listening your melodious songs and you waving hands around my face.
You are the first home of my feelings where my imagination starts and it never ends. I am all yours.
Waiting for your answer.

Your Lover Boy
(Written by heart not by pen)”*

The last words written melted me. Finally, thank you god for fulfilling my wish. From where all this love he has shown?
Well, he is so good in writing that I never knew.
I called him.

“Hello. I got your letter” I said.

“Finally. Can you send your answer through letter?” He asked.

“Yes. I can. But, is it wrong to tell it now ?” I questioned.

“No its not wrong. You know what the emotions and feelings you express is through letters and that becomes the treasure for long distance lovers” He said.

“What what ? Long distance lovers huh !? ” I replied.

“Ya Haan. ” He giggled.

“Yes I will write ” I said.

“Desperately waiting for it, OK bye. Please behave like a 80s people and don’t do call-message till I receive your letter ” He said.

“OK ! Bye Handsome ” I said.

After his romantic letter it was my turn to reply him in my way.
So, I wrote the first half of the letter in a very simple way where I described how much I miss him after he is gone from the city.
That’s how my letter was

*”Hi handsome,
The letter you wrote is priceless. The so called treasure for the beginning of our love.
But, as the way we had made that “bond” and I have found that “spark” for which I was craving for so long.
Considering your love. Its beyond my imagination. There is a small hut in my heart where every morning you kiss my forehead. Holding me tightly through waist and then embracing me in your arms. As because of my short-height , I can hear your heartbeats expressing those lines you spoke to me.
I felt that there is telepathy between us. How we are able to connect and understand each other and somewhere in heart it was that you have the same feelings for me.
I am not a romantic letter writer. The only answer to your letter is
“I am all yours”
I love the way you are.
I love the way you encourage me when I am low.
I love the way you relax me whenever I over think.
I love the way you wear blue colour on every meeting.(As Blue is my Favourite)
I love the way you ask me to drive and you sit behind.
I love the way you said long distance lovers.
I love the real you.
I thank universe for giving me, You.

Your Lover Girl
(Written while looking at our pictures)”*

That’s how I end that letter by keeping my heart out.
I wasn’t messaging him neither he was. After 4 days he called.

“Hello. I am happiest when I’m with you” He said.

“Me too. So you got that letter.” I said.

“Yes ma’am. I had this intuition that you love me. But, maybe the destiny was in search for the right time. How things worked when we were together, we never felt the importance of each other” He said.

“And now as we are apart. But, together ” I replied.

” Thank you for everything Miss” He said.

“Thank you for that romantic letter” I said.

“I loved your treasure as well dear” he said.

“Thank you handsome” I replied.

“In letter we expressed it. Now, Shall we say this to each other ?” He asked.

“Yes. But I m somewhere outside” I said.

“Can’t you speak those three magical words by going in corner?” He questioned.

“Ok fine. ” I said.

“I love you” he said.

“Same to you” I replied.

“You spoiler” He laughed and said.
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We had a long call that day and same to you had the another meaning for him ❤
We wrote many letters after that letter. Still the feeling for the first love letter is divine and novice ❤

© Rashmi Tiwari

The Dignified Aim

“I am married now,” I said.

 Kept the phone aside. This was the third call for me to play Ranji Trophy.

“I am really Sorry! If you want to go I won’t stop you” He said.

 Silence Surrounded.

I walked out of the room. Sat on the staircase. Tears were falling down.

 “Please! Don’t cry ” He said.

 “Just leave me alone, I want to spend some time alone,” I said.

Let’s start from the beginning

What is my fault? 

My first fault is that I am a girl. My second fault that I dared to play and the third fault that I dared to love.

This is Anjali Pandey. I am not that famous just a normal girl with some passionate dreams.

 Maybe my story would become boring for you. So read it at your own concern.

Counting with my fault.

I play cricket. 

I remember my first meeting with this game. My school ordered sports equipment’s and I was totally fascinated when I heard this. 

When I entered the room. 

First time in my life I saw many equipments together. There was a bat. My eyes were stuck into it. I hold that bat and gave a shot.

One of school coach applauded for me

 “Woah! Pandey . Nice shot” Coach said.

 “Sir! We will make a good girls cricket team” I said.

 “Sure !” Coach said.

 So, from that day cricket became my first love.

In starting it was just a game for me but after few years it became my Passion. 

Even my parents were against this game. When I was 16-year old I was selected for a state level camp. I was extremely happy at that time because I was going to take a step progress in my game.

I still remember that day.

/In 2009/

“I am selected for a state level camp,” I said.

 ” What kind of tournament?” Mom said.

 “I was waiting for this from long. I am selected for state level camp, they will give me training” I said.

 “And who told you that you are going?” Mom said.

 “You know the limits of a girl. By the way, the villagers were making stories about you. Your style of wearing clothes,  talking with boys and playing with them. This is how we have raised you? And now this state level camp this was the only thing left. Find a boy for her” Dadi shouted.

 She barely behaves that way.

But her words were like a sword for me. 

In few minutes it made me feel sad. 

When this society would motivate daughters like there sons !?

I am a girl it doesn’t mean I don’t have dreams. 

  All things were going wrong. Just one person was in my support. The support and protection, he is providing from the day I was born. My “Father”. 

“My daughter is no less than that of son. She will go for the state level camp. I don’t care what people think. My Anjali will go. She has that potential. I am sure she will make me feel proud one day. The thinking of society encourages her to do better and let her prove that she is the best ” Papa said.

/The creation of God is not only Mothers they are Fathers as well. The all time protector. I don’t have words to tell how much he supported me. By the time the only dream I had,  to make my father proud. So proud that he got recognition by my name/

 From the state level camp to national level camp. A number of tournaments. 

The awaited one  AWTCA tournament. I played live matches. I became man of the match by taking 4 wickets.

 Everything was going fine. I was doing good in my career and in my studies as well. I got the 1st division in my 10 and 12 standards.

 I hail from a small village Motihari in Bihar. In local newspapers updates about my matches were there. I was in love with my game. 

A beautiful life was waiting for me. Facing all the problems. I never thought of falling in love. But that also I did.

I was in love! Love in my life is beyond fairy tales and love stories in movies. It’s the reality in which I was living at that time. 

From the beginning, I had an essence of battle in my phases of life and I was in the love phase. 

Love marriages in India is a node division. Firstly to check whether the boy is from same religion that could easily be recognized by the first name. Secondly, to check he is from which caste? That could easily recognize by the last name. 

So in my case . Religion checked “Anubhaw”, a Hindu name. Then caste checked “Upadhyay” . A Brahmin match.

Some Kundali matching and that’s it.

That wasn’t so easy. In my case my parents were ready but the boy side wasn’t. 

Somehow he managed a family meeting for exclusive discussion of marriage. 

When I was in my room. I was normal. My sister gave me some tips about how to talk and how to behave like a “Sanskari” girl. As I always had a boy kind of look. 😉 

 “Come outside,” Maa said.

 I entered in the room. They were asking me questions related what you cook? Qualifications?

 “Any other interests,” His brother said.

 “Yeah! I am cricket national player” I said.

“I think playing and all is not good for our family. If u want to marry Anubhaw you have to leave cricket”. His bhabhi said clearly.

/* Cricket live in me! How can I leave cricket?  */

 “And there is no future for girls in cricket. They just do timepass ” His brother said.

 I was quiet but there was wrath in my mind. I wanted to speak something but I couldn’t. As Anubhaw told me that maybe they will say something against your game so just be calm and don’t overreact. I was doing accordingly.

 ” But she is a nice player, ” Anubhaw said.

 ” Do whatever you want? ” Bhaiya said arrogantly and left.

 In night I called Anubhaw.

“Everything normal?” I said.

 ” Will talk later?” He said.

 I wasn’t able to decide whether I should pursue my career or to be with Anubhaw who love me so much, who cares for me. There were endless thoughts revolving in my mind. 

 Early in the morning, I went for jogging. Obviously still the same things were coming. And finally, I decided to go with my love. I don’t know why I choose that but still, I wanted him. The second thought, to fight against everyone to follow my cricket dream and I won’t step back in that as well.

 Coming back to reality. Still i was sitting there. Before marriage I was strong, I had that potential to fight for my game. Now I have different priorities. I was still crying. Anubhaw came and hold my hand

“Go for the match! I will manage” He said.

 “What? Are you serious?”I said.

 “Look I will manage. I promised you. Remember? I will always support you and that is what I am doing”.He said.

 I was happy and scared as well. But when “He” was there. I was feeling strong. He was protecting me like my father.

I decided to go. One has to be strong enough to take such decision.

 The thing learned after that “If you are passionate about something you just have to do that without thinking about society”.

 There is no perfect time to start. The perfect time is right now. Whatever you do! Do it with hard work and positive attitude. 

After Indian Women Cricket team performance in world cup the status of “Women Cricket” has risen. They all are incredible. 

The message to society is to support “Her”.

To nullify all the differences between him and her. 

Let her achieve “Her Dignified Aim”.

Maybe she will make you feel proud one day 😉

 P.S-  Based on a true story of my Bhabhi! She is beautiful and generous. I adore her.

©Rashmi Tiwari

Everest Point

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All of us, do not have equal talents. But, all of us have an equal opportunity to develop our talents.
By APJ Abdul Kalam.
Think about where you are right now in terms of your dreams.
Wait and think about the practice you are doing to achieve it.
What are the changes you have to make?

List all the essential things you have to do in order to achieve your dream.
What are dreams ?
Dreams are inspiration. Dream to be something different from others. A place where you always wanted to be from so long. Dreams relate with hard work, perseverance, optimistic and encouraging terms.
Well !
There is no end for dreams.
Dreams are endless. But are always in sequence.
There is no “skip” for any of the steps.
Following these steps can lead you to achieve the Everest Point.

Everest point means the stage where you are satisfied with whatever you have achieved.
But a human is never satisfied of what he has.
Human is always in search for more success, more desires and wish for more in everything.
We all have dreams…
Dreams for reaching the Everest point.
Everest point is not just a small dream. It’s a big dream which gives purpose to do some work with excitement and enthusiasm.
It is human tendency that they easily get bore of doing the same things again and again.
But, if you tie every work with your dream then the desire to fulfil the dream will never die. Because dreams are not like the tides of an ocean, dreams are like a flowing river which never stops.
It keeps on flowing .
To reach the Everest point where a person is all satisfied from his/her deeds.
Believe in yourself and be satisfied with what you have as there are so many people who can’t afford the way you are living.
All the best for your future and never complain about what u don’t have.
Cheers and love yourself.