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Vat savitri~A fast for the husbands long and healthy life

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Vat Savitri or vat pournima is a fast kept by Indian ladies for their husbands long and healthy life.It is mostly followed in gujrat,Maharashtra and Karnataka,India.Pournima means the “Full Moon”day (the 15) of the month of jyeshta on the Hindu calendar,which falls in June in the Gregorian calendar.This is a legendary story of satyavan and Savitri. It shows how a women’s strengths and wits can keep her husband from dying.It had been foretold that satyavan will not live long.Resting on his wife’s lap satyavan was waiting for his death under a banyan tree.The messenger of Yama,the GOD of death came for satyavan but Savitri refused to depart from her beloved husband.Every messenger tried but in vain,to take life out of satyavan.Finally Yama himself appeared and insisted on taking satyavan,but since Savitri was very adamant Yama offered her a boon and she asked for the well being of her in laws which was granted.While Yama was taking satyavan along with him Savitri followed them,looking at this Yama granted her another boon and Savitri asked for the well being of her parents.This boon too was granted.Savitris stubbornness and relentless nature did not stop her from following Yama.As they approached yamas abode he granted her a third boon.Savitri then smartly asked for a son and outwitted yama.He was forced to return her husbands soul back to his body.

The fast here is followed by offering prayers to the banyan tree.Ladies dress in bridal wear and tie a thread to the banyan tree by going around it seven times.In their hearts they pray to have the same husband in every life and also pray for his health and long life.Kumkum or red tilak is put on the tree and fruits are exchanged among ladies.It feels very nice to keep this fast as it also resembles strong love and compatibility between a married couple.

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Healing

Good morning☕️☕️almost sick from past 15 days drinking unknowingly im purified water with 100 fever almost daily,bad bronchitis,and headache.My both kids having their final exams with my husband travelling due to his job. Too much on my hands,as I newly started recognising my writing skills too,must say my creativity should have waited until my mothers responsibility were over

Past~Perfect

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Past existed gone today
Rage insanity worries and pain
In control today
If tomorrow comes
Bright is our future

Untrustworthy were she and me
Gaining trust is not our worry
Fearless are we
Lived by flames
Diplomaed by aromas

Minds weak pure heart are we
Strengths desires courage positivity we share
Indebted and in love are we
Proud of our off springs
Rooted us the perfect plant

Regrets complains hurt and pain
All forgotten showering our seeds
Blessed are we with unity
We are theirs they our ours
Past was future is

When there’s a will GOD guides the way

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1993 it was love at first sight for me.Cast differences,immaturity on my behalf,just left convent school and felt like a free bird in a coed college.Met my now husband through a common friend and then all that followed was one perfect being deeply in love with a surprised bipolar personality( that’s me).We continued our true love for three long beautiful years convincing and trying to elope if given a deaf ear.Out love was pure and so in 1996 we got traditionally married and became man and woman.Was beautiful for the first year as we created our bundle of joy,our daughter in 1997.Yes those days people were not so career oriented and though both our family’s were not very well to do we all had one thing in common “love and unity”.Postpartum depression hit my already existing bipolar.Needless to explain the pain,sufferings and helplessness in the whole family.Things got a little settled inside me due to the 6 shock treatments that were prescribed by my physiatrist.I was 23 then,when the urge to make my family complete started bothering only me.My hubby and our whole family was against it as they were told another delivery would make me land into an asylum!!!

It was my deep desire and strong faith in GOD that I delivered a pre-matured baby boy in the seventh month.Weak and tiny was our son due to the heavy medications I had taken.He was born at 1:04 and for three minutes the doctors and me didn’t hear his crying.Thanks to science they injected him and got him into this world.It was my faith in GOD and I knew it.When he was 24 days old he had already been pricked 19 times due to his two repeated febrile seizures.Looking at his pain made me forget my own bipolar pain.His first word was out when he was 4.Speech therapy and again my faith in GOD made our son the most cleverest handsome hunk.My bipolar was a member too while both our kids were growing.

Today we are proud parents of a beautiful 16 year old daughter and a normal speaking 13 year old taller than his own parents son!!! When I look back into our family history,I have just a few regrets about some of our family members taking their voyage to heaven and a little regrets for our family’s helplessness.All this only strengthens my faith in him and I know deep beneath bad times are over!!!

Reminder

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During the worst 13 years that I suffered with my bp2,I with hurting my loved ones mentally also hurt myself physically multiple times.The reason was clear,I wanted to gain sympathy and attention from them and in a way wanted to confuse them to rethink their stern decisions they had planned for me,a rehab. Due to the illness I use to become a monster and do wicked things during my rage, by crossing the zenith of humanity.By the time the medicines could penetrate and supplement my chemical imbalance,I use to undergo fear and guilt for what I had caused.That allowed me to punish my own self,and the sight of red gave me pleasure.I remember so clearly the mess my family use to undergo due to my self hurting.I was anyways suffering physically and mentally,but my whole family that included my parents side and my in-laws were shaken up and were unable to perform the act of normalcy in their respective fields.My behaviour was very upsetting to them as they felt helpless in seeing their efforts going in vane.

In 2011 even GOD felt pity for my pain and my family sufferings and let a miracle happen in the disguise of my own willingness to fight my own mind and radiated me with strengths unlimited.My strength gave me the willpower to quit medicines and tackle my mind rationally.It wasn’t easy at all the first few months as I encountered memory blocks and had become like a new born baby.Basic chores like driving,cooking,being social and computer networking were a task to me in which I had to recheck again and again with my loved ones.I was confused between which was the actual me,the one that lived because of medicines or the one which is living without medicines.As time has it’s own ways of unfolding mysteries I was contented with the new me.My scars,some visible and some hidden had an option to undergo surgery and disappear,but I choose to keep them to remind me never to fall prey to my past mind.