That Kohl Eyed Indian Girl

Being 30, has opened up so many dimensions in terms of the way I think. The real life experiences have been hard hitting and I have often found myself at crossroads of emotions and practicality. One such Crossroad which I have faced is Love V/S Fear. I have been fearful of things I have loved,I have loved things which I have been fearful of.  Anyone who knows me closely, knows I am fearful of Dogs, so much so that, I avoid going to morning walks or on streets if there is a slightest probability of them hovering around. And, God forbid if some one is walking along with me on the street, and there is a dog around, I end up holding their wrist so tight, that it leaves a red mark for at least ten minutes. Crazy right? Who on Earth is so scared of Dogs? You might well call it a Phobia. Probably, God sent Brownie to feel the power of Unconditional love. Brownie, is a female street Dog, who has had two heat cycles since the time we have shifted to Ludhiana. Since Punjab faces extreme cold...

I often, end up having a tiff with my mom which is a by-product of my frustrations. I and only I am responsible for snapping at her and almost everytime I have one major complaint, which is that she doesn't have high EQ to understand emotional turmoils which I go through and doesn't talk me through it. I have high expectations from her, which is why sometimes I hurt her. But, on the other hand she is a pro-active mom and one of the smartest woman of her age as she is talented and can help in almost anything you can think of, under the sun. Cooking, Plumbing, Fashion, Religion or Art. She knows it all. But she doesn't talk about my emotional state which hurts me. We often hurt back people we love the most. Isn't it? I love my mom so much that I can't even pen down. Like all of you do. I always wish I could go back to the universe, the way I came from her. Through her womb. I am extremely attached to my mom, then why do I think her EQ is less? Or maybe if it is, if I ...