The Emptiness around!

Home is a tight knitted love that is felt by each other's presence else it is a mere house.We must have come across this a number of times from many people that family makes home,walls make a house.
Right now when i am typing this post i am sitting in one corner of my house,i can feel the silence around,the tick-tock of my wall clock and can sense the presence of running fan chasing the wind.

Well my brother has just finished with his Master's last semester and has gone for a vacation with my mother to my native.I and my father could not get leave so we were left behind and now since his second shift is on, he comes home late night.So now,silence greets me when i am home after a hard day of work.
Today was the first day in their absence.I came home by 5.30 pm,opened the lock and said Assalam alaikum, a usual practise and mummy always replied with smile alaikum salam.But today i replied my own self.
After getting fresh and reciting namaz  i hunted in kitchen to feed my empty vessel,today there was nothing on table or no care to enquire what i will eat!I had no choice but to prepare myself or settle with whatever available.
I looked around and missed my brother' taunts and the random tiffs we picked up.I missed the random laughter and pulling of each other's leg.
It was late evening,but my dad's typical door bell did not buzz to notify he is there.I called him to tell i am home but he was busy and could not continue to talk.
Well i have a habit of narrating everything to my father in evening,and its fun to discuss so many experiences that my father listens with so much interest that i go on until my mother intervenes...kitna bolti ho...jakar roti banau! :D This did not happen today...well when he is home at night i will start my cassette  including a talk on this blogpost.

The evening was a silent one.The emptiness around was rising like a tide hitting on floor and sweeping it away.

I walked around like a responsible lady to keep everything at place,planned the dinner,started preparing it keeping in mind what will be tomorrow afternoon's lunch for dad and what will i take in tiffin.I felt big and sat down to retrospect how much i take my blessings for granted.
My family and every moment spent with them is something i should cherish each day.
At this moment i am grateful to God for this blessing,i know its matter of few days but definitely something to learn from and to fill heart with more gratitude.

-SSW

Lets Talk about it.. you are a soldier too!

Our brave hearts who are safeguarding us from danger each day on the largely knitted ,life threatened borders of our country,day and night are the heroes of this nation, our dear soldiers.
But do you know ,you are a soldier too...yes a mental health soldier!

Health is a dimension we only term in context to what is seen,like you are ill only if your body has heated up or your nose is draining or head is hurting or there is malaise and the list is endless.
No body talks about the hidden iceberg,what about anhedonia,the anxiety,restlessness,tears they are unseen context of health because they fall out of the classification laid by the society norms.
It's time we talk about it!

Mental health soldier,I came across this terminology in my graduation days in an early morning seminar packed by audience,delivered by a very renowned psychiatrist of Mumbai.
His presentation and speech seems embarked in my heart for i can recollect seventy percent of his talk which is quite surprising for an early morning talk!
Well,this article is not a reflection of what i remember but my personal experience and opinion.

The world is full of various people having different personalities.No body can have have a control on anyone but can we be a little considerate.
Rantings from a boss or a fight with colleague/friend/spouse etc is not unusual.People get low and sad.They shed tears,express anger,feel dejected.Relations break,people leave.A number of tragedies happen.But time heals it.We get over it.
But many don't.There are a number of researches stating that ninety five percent of people suffer from neurosis at some point of time in life.
Now what is neurosis? The presence of a symptom or a group of symptoms which cause subjective distress to the patient and the symptom is undesirable which means insight is present,we are well aware of what is happening and are in contact with reality.

As a society,only if we are wise with our jokes or sarcasm,we can make a significant difference. Well i don't mean live a saint life,but scan the person before speaking.His emotions may be a wall of glass or iron.If it's of glass you will break him in pieces with the stone of your words.
If its really difficult to get the right words out,i will advise to keep quite.Our silence at right moment can do wonders too.
Second,be alert if somebody says i want to talk,lend your ears,this person has kept aside his ego and looked up to you for help because you are capable of it.If you can sense something is wrong,be there.
May be the person will take time to open up,it's alright,don't persuade by constantly asking what happened.The ice will melt with the warmth of your presence and support.We can be watchful of this for the people around us.

These two exercise if we adapt in our life and execute it to our best ,i personally feel we can bring some change and develop better mental health.

-SSW

Being strong..

Each of us have our own definition of life.We all look upon it in different ways and lead ourselves with the flow.But life has its unique way to transit us in to different phases.It knows to perfectly blend us in to a stressful situation and pulls us out leaving a lesson embarked in our heart.
We humans have evolved ourselves,seeking newer ways of development,reasoning out our skills to a better person and moving to chase.
In this sprint I wonder who will you call strong.
The one who can hold on everything as of nothing is happening .
Or
The one who is broken in pieces but yet gathers himself to stand for the sake of dear ones.

To let go is difficult or to hold back in hope.

Life is indeed a mystery and no body can answer the dynamics of human emotions.
So it's better to not opine for the person besides you for you don't know the depth of his sea in which he is drowning.

Live and let live.
-SSW