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I Saw, I Learnt

I learnt this value from my husband, who in turn learnt it from a magazine article.

Few days after we got married, we were walking by the road side, chatting about something. Suddenly, my husband stopped talking, closed his eyes and started saying  something inaudible.

I got confused, waited till he opened his eyes and asked, ‘what happened?’

‘Did you hear that sound of Ambulance?’

‘Yes, What that has to do with your sudden silence? Do you know who is inside that?’

‘Doesn’t matter, that sound tells me that someone needs urgent medical attention, and hence, I wanted to pray to god to save his life, and for his speedy recovery!’ he said, ‘Imagine, if everyone prays like this, won’t that power of collective wish save that life?’

I thought this is very very valuable, and started following this religiously, Today everyone in our family, including my kids do this whenever we hear the sound of an ambulance, I also tell this to everyone I know, including you, who read this article now!

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Orange Theme Party

My daughter’s favorite color is Orange. So, this year we decided to celebrate her birthday with this color as a theme. This is how:


  • Rangoli : Done primarily using Orange Color
  • Balloons : Only Orange Color
  • Flower Arrangements : Using Orange color flowers only
  • Window / door curtains of the rooms were replaced to have Orange color
  • We even changed the carpet to complete the theme


Recipe : Carrot Pulav

Rice : 1 Cup

Crated Carrot : 1 Cup

Onion : 1

Kitchens Of India Vegetable Biriyani Masala Mix : 1 Table Spoon

Ghee : 2 Table Spoon

Cashew Nut : 10

Coconut Milk : 1/2 Cup

Green Chilli : 2


  • Add Coconut Milk and Water in 1:1 ratio
  • Add 1 cup rice, make it cook in a pressure cooker
  • Put one Kadai in the stove, add 2 Table Spoon Ghee
  • Roast the cashewnuts and add crated carrot, onion, cook for two minutes
  • Add Kitchens Of India Vegetable Biriyani Masala Mix, Green Chillies and Salt
  • Cook for 10 minutes
  • Add the rice, Mix well
  • Serve hot

S. Uma

Note: Written for Kitchens Of India Contest at indiblogger website

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Equal Pay

My cousin works for a small soap manufacturer. They have a small factory in the outskirts of Bangalore, employing about 100 people. He works there as a HR Executive.

Most of the staff in their factory are people from villages in and around their industrial zone, many of them illeterates, few know to sign their names, others will stick to thumb imprints.

It was very surprising to hear about a factory like this in Bangalore and when I expressed this to him, He told me, ‘Many of the factory workers are like that, they just work and get paid, don’t think education is important, sadly, many of them grow their children also like this!’

Few weeks after my cousin started working for this company, He had a surprise of his own, the female workers in the factory were paid less than the male workers, for the same kind of job.

When he started enquring about this casually, He got some ‘not so important’ kind of responses, ‘workers themselves don’t complain about it, why are you worried?’

But my cousin felt this is unfair, even illegal. He went to his manager and complained about this. His first question was, ‘is it happening in our department only, or everywhere else?’

‘No sir, Here in our department women staff are paid as much as their male collegues, But among the workers in the shop floor, that is not the case, women are paid at least 20% less than men, for no apparent reason. This is not based on performance, I confirmed it myself.’

This was all his manager needed, he took this to the senior management immediately, fought for the right of the women staff and made sure that an equal pay policy was introduced in the company.

In the next annual day, my cousin was honoured with a special award, for raising this problem which was introduced long back, by somebody’s oversight and everyone were continuing it without even realizing the importance of resolving it. Eventhough it was not directly related to my cousin’s job responsibilites, he stood for those women and got the pay they deserve so well. I am proud of him!

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Timely Help

I was returning from my home town to Bangalore, and due to heavy queues at the toll booths, our bus reached Bangalore around 11:30 only, and I had to negotiate around 1 kilometer of walk to my home.

Usually, as soon as we get down from the bus, auto drivers gather around us and throw all kinds of promises (meter rate only, you pay whatever you want etc.,). After the actual trip, they are known to demand more than 500% of the fair price. So we avoid them at any cost.

As a habit, this time also I avoided those autos and started walking. Till main road was there, I had no issues, the moment I turned to the cross road to our apartment, I had to stop and think.

Because that road had no lights and it was really scary to walk, Who knows, there may be dogs, or worst, men with wrong intentions.

I had a mobile phone, But that slim light was not enough to guide me. Hence, I stood in the corner of that road for many minutes, thinking what to do next.

At that time, an auto driver crossed me, came in reverse and asked me, ‘Madam, do you want a ride?’

He didn’t mention anything about the money, but in that scenario I would have paid him whatever he asked for, I quickly said ‘Yes’ and got into his auto rickshaw.

For the next few minutes, he didn’t say anything, I didn’t say anything, only the auto’s noise was there between us. I was worried if I shouldn’t have trusted this fellow, What if he is a villan?

But thankfully, within next few minutes, I could see our house, I got down and paid him Rs 50. It was a short ride, but the kind of timely help he did, he deserves much more.

To my surprise, he refused to take that money, he said he lives next street, and just returning home, ‘So, this is just on my way home, no need to pay anything for me!’

After making sure I enter the house safe, he sped away.

That night, I noted his phone number, and started sharing it with all my friends, for any of their travel requirements, while we make bad remarks about rude drivers, such good behavior should be praised and encouraged, isn’t it?
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Night Shift

I studied to become a professional medical lab technitian, After completing the required course, I joined a big hospital and started earning.

After two weeks, they dropped the bomb on me, ‘we will not confirm your job, until you can handle night shifts.’

In our hospital, Night shift means one man (or one woman) army, nobody to support you, throughout the night, any number of cases that come, you need to attend all alone, and do a good job.

Frankly speaking, I loved the challenge and wanted to do it. But My father won’t agree to it.

He belongs to this old school of thinking, that women shouldn’t be working at all. He agreeing to my studies, job itself was a miracle, Now Night shift? Forget it.

But, without night shift, my job will not be confirmed, and they may even dismiss me for not acting in the best interest of the department.

When I was totally confused about what to do, One of my uncles, an ex army man came to my rescue. He spoke to my father about the kinds of jobs women are doing, and why night shift is better than day shift in many ways (because of the added security in the hospital).

After he loudly supported me, My father came down from his rigid stand and agreed to allow me to go for a night shift, provided they provide enough security to staff.

In fact, after I started working in night shifts, his stand totally changed, he started saying ‘You plan more night shifts than day shifts, That way you can learn much more from your job!’

Whenever I heard this from him, I think of my uncle who made this happen!

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A Real Policeman

This happened around 25 years back, I witnessed this as a ~10 year old girl.

We were living near Madurai, a famous temple town in Tamil Nadu. Throughout the year, Madurai will be buzzing with energy, due to so many festivals and other related events.

Me and my mother went to witness one such event, where there was a huge crowd, It was a real miracle that we somehow could have a good darshan of swami.

After darshan, we were returning to bus stand to catch a bus back home, when my mother suddenly started shouting, ‘Help! Help! Somebody has cut my necklace!’

Everyone around us were curious, but at the same time they were shouting at my mother, ‘you should be more careful when coming to such crowded places!’

My mother felt very bad about the loss of chain, plus these remarks and she was literally on tears, when a reassuring voice came forward to help her, it was from a policeman. He asked for some basic details from us and asked us to wait in a particular corner, then he went on a treasure hunt.

Till now, I don’t know where he went, what he did, how he found the culprit etc., within 15 minutes, he returned with the chain in his hands, and gave them to my mother.

By this time, we had lost all hope that we will get our jewel back, So we thanked him many times and offered to get him some gift, at least a juice, as a token of our appreciation.

But, he refused to accept any of that, saying ‘it is my duty, Now, be extra careful about your jewellery when you are in a crowded area, that’s what I want from you in return!’

This is exactly the same others also told us, But this hero combined action with advice and that helped us. Till today, I remember his words whenever I wear a chain or necklace, and am extra vigilant.

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