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Archana Kapoor Nagpal is an internationally published author of four books. She often participates in the short story competitions, and her winning stories are now part of international anthologies. She has seen her short stories, poems and Haiku published in other anthologies as well She has also been actively involved in the editing, proofreading and book designing of various anthologies. You can read more about her writing career at the below link: https://www.facebook.com/archanaknagpal/

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Do Not Miss Reading This!

I am happy while putting this link here. Please click the link below to know more about this post.

Before I end this week on my blog, I am dedicating a song to all of those who are like and have learned that we will not give up. The moment I saw the video, I felt it is made for meJ (sorry but the lyrics are in ‘Hindi’).

Cheerio:)

Friday, November 11, 2011

RIP Chelsea! I Will Miss You....Thanks for Making Me a Vegan!

Please click the video link to know the relevance of this post!


I am very sad as one of my baby (my bird, the blue one as you see in the video link above) named as Chelsea, passed away last night.

Chelsea has been ill indeed very sick for last 6 days. We took him to Vet clinic and he was on antibiotics and vitamins since then. He showed some improvement in last 2 days but somehow he could not sustain more and took his last few seconds in my husband’s hands last night before taking his final departure to heaven. You can see Chelsea (blue budgerigar) in the above video. He was the most beautiful and naughty among all my four babies (budgerigar). My all friends used to appreciate him for his beauty and colours.

Rest three of my babies – Gracia, Rossa and Bianca are very sad too. They are not eating and chirping since morning. Indeed, they have kept his place till now as they feel that Chelsea is in the separate basket (we kept him in a separate basket to prevent him from noise and infection, also to monitor his food intake) and he might join them. They call him but no response from Chelsea’s end is a hint to my other three babies. WE WILL MISS YOU CHELSEA. RIP!

I have already decided to get my Chelsea back and I am going to add one blue budgerigar to my family soon. I will add a new video with my new Chelsea soon....

But somewhere my last 6 days with Chelsea were so painful. I could not see him going through pain. Indeed, my husband was so upset with his condition. Both of us could not sleep last night as Chelsea was like our baby whom we have lost (:

My birds are my reason to be a vegan. Chelsea was in pain and we could only see. He could not express and there I realised that when we kill and feast on living beings, we hurt and give pain to someone who can only shout but cannot speak. CHELSEA TURNED ME A LIFELONG VEGAN.

That is the reason Chelsea came into my life and left me with a gift to remember him today and alwaysJ.

Thanks Chelsea. Mommy will miss you though(:

In memory of Chelsea..............

PS: ‘This post has no reason to criticize anyone who is ‘Non-Vegan’. No offences meant. I respect everyone’s freedom to live their life the way one wants. It is just my memory of my bird that has made be a lifelong vegan that is being shared in this post.’

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Happy Gurupurab!

A very happy gurupurab to my all readers. There is one thing about every religion – one coin of love is much more appreciated than 1000 pieces of paper...dollars..rupeesJ
Every religion works around only one aspect spread love and respect people. Few lines on this gurupurab. May babaji bestow his love and affection on all of youJ

ek onkar satnam kartapurakh
nirmoh nirvair akaal murat
ajuni sabham
guru parsad jap aad sach jugaad sach
hai bhi sach Guru Nanak hose bhi sach
soche soch na ho wai
jo sochi lakh waar
chhupe chhup na howai
je laai har lakhtaar
ukhiya pukh na utari
je banna puriya paar
sahasyanpa lakh woh hai
ta ek na chale naal
ke ve sach yaara hoi ae
ke ve kude tutte paal
hukum rajai chalna
Guru Nanak likheya naal.......

Happy Gurupurab!

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

A Baby Writes To Mommy....(:

I read this through a link and could not stop sharing this!

If you’re against abortion then please read this and share this with others. I am too overwhelmed to write anything more as my tears are not stopping. Sorry!

I am short of words and somewhere I am touched and hurt!

 Hi Mommy,

 I'm your baby. You don't know me yet, I'm only a few  weeks old. You're going to find out about me soon, though, I promise.  Let me tell you some things about me. My name is John, and I've got beautiful brown eyes and black hair. Well, I don't have it yet, but I will when I'm born. I'm going to be your only child, and you'll call me  your one and only. I'm going to grow up without a daddy mostly, but we  have each other. We'll help each other, and love each other. I want to be a doctor when I grow up.

You found out about me today, Mommy! You were so excited, you couldn't  wait to tell everyone. All you could do all day was smile, and life was perfect. You have a beautiful smile, Mommy. It will be the first face I will see in my life, and it will be the best thing I see in my life. I know it already.

Today was the day you told Daddy. You were so excited to tell him about  me! ...He wasn't happy, Mommy. He kind of got angry. I don't think that you noticed, but he did. He started to talk about something called wedlock, and money, and bills, and stuff I don't think I understand  yet. You were still happy, though, so it was okay. Then he did something scary, Mommy. He hit you. I could feel you fall backward, and your hands flying up to protect me. I was okay... but I was very sad  for you. You were crying then, Mommy. That's a sound I don't like. It  doesn't make me feel good. It made me cry, too. He said sorry after, and he hugged you again. You forgave him, Mommy, but I'm not sure if I do. It wasn't right. You say he loves you... why would he hurt you? I don't like it, Mommy.

 Finally, you can see me! Your stomach is a little bit bigger, and you're so proud of me! You went out with your mommy to buy new clothes, and you were so so so happy. You sing to me, too. You have the most beautiful voice in the whole wide world. When you sing is when I'm happiest. And you talk to me, and I feel safe. So safe. You just wait and see, Mommy. When I am born I will be perfect just for you. I will make you proud, and I will love you with all of my heart.

 I can move my hands and feet now, Mommy. I do it because you put your hands on your belly to feel me, and I giggle. You giggle, too. I love you, Mommy.

Daddy came to see you today, Mommy. I got really scared. He was acting funny and he wasn't talking right. He said he didn't want you. I don't know why, but that's what he said. And he hit you again. I got angry, Mommy. When I grow up I promise I won't let you get hurt! I promise to protect you. Daddy is bad. I don't care if you think that he is a good person, I think he's bad. But he hit you, and he said he didn't want us. He doesn't like me. Why doesn't he like me, Mommy?

 You didn't talk to me tonight, Mommy. Is everything okay?

It's been three days since you saw Daddy. You haven't talked to me or touched me or anything since that. Don't you still love me, Mommy? I still love you. I think you feel sad. The only time I feel you is when you sleep. You sleep funny, kind of curled up on your side. And you hug me with your arms, and I feel safe and warm again. Why don't you do that when you're awake, any more?

 I'm 21 weeks old today, Mommy. Aren't you proud of me? We're going somewhere today, and it's somewhere new. I'm excited. It looks like a hospital, too. I want to be a doctor when I grow up, Mommy. Did I tell you that? I hope you're as excited as I am. I can't wait....Mommy, I'm getting scared. Your heart is still beating, but I don't know what you are thinking. The doctor is talking to you. I think something's going to happen soon. I'm really, really, really scared,Mommy. Please tell me you love me. Then I will feel safe again. I love you!

Mommy, what are they doing to me!? It hurts! Please make them stop! It feels bad! Please, mommy, please please help me! Make them stop!

 Don't worry Mommy, I'm safe. I'm in heaven with the angels now. They told me what you did, and they said it's called an abortion.

 Why, Mommy? Why did you do it? Don't you love me any more? Why did you get rid of me? I'm really, really, really sorry if I did something wrong, Mommy. I love you, Mommy! I love you with all of my heart. Why don't you love me? What did I do to deserve what they did to me? I want to live, Mommy! Please! It really, really hurts to see you not care about me, and not talk to me. Didn't I love you enough? Please say you'll keep me, Mommy! I want to live smile and watch the clouds and see your face and grow up and be a doctor. I don't want to be here, I want you to love me again! I'm really really really sorry if I did something wrong. I love you!

 I love you, Mommy.

 Every abortion is just…

 One more heart that was stopped.

 Two more eyes that will never see.

 Two more hands that will never touch.

 Two more legs that will never run.

 One more mouth that will never speak.

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Tuesday, November 8, 2011

I Pray For YOU!


Prayers can do wonders. We have time for everything but have we ever thought to sit at a corner and just pray for someone. I am sure the answer would be ‘Yes’. And then you will have consecutive encounters with your inner self – I prayed for my father, son, mother, daughter and so on ...

When I asked ‘someone’, it was definitely not for your loved ones. Someone you never heard or someone who is unseen or someone you met and lost in the race of life. Pray for them. It will give you peace and as I said ‘prayers can do wonders’.

God will see and send your prayers to them and you never know you get what you want in lifeJ. No matter what they did, no matter how they treated you or treat you. The fact is you loved them or love them and that is what should matter to you. Your love should be selfless and that is a true prayerJ

I am posting a very nice poem for my readers written by Edgar Guest. It is actually a ‘Prayer’J. Ask God to grant you and your loved ones with the poet is praying in this poem.

God grant me kindly thought
And patience through the day,
And in the things I've wrought
Let no man living say
That hate's grim mark has stained
What little joy I've gained.

God keep my nature sweet,
Teach me to bear a blow,
Disaster and defeat,
And no resentment show.
If failure must be mine
Sustain this soul of mine.

God grant me strength to face
Undaunted day or night;
To stoop to no disgrace
To win my little fight;
Let me be, when it is o'er,
As manly as before.

Ego and hatred are your biggest enemies. They will harm you more than anybody else.
Spread love and pray for your loved ones before you close this window of my post....

Video of Robin Sharma - Little things are Big Things

I watched this video on my Fb as I am following pages of 'Robin Sharma'. Though I have the opportunity to watch a number of his videos but this one is something that I could really connect to.
Paying attention to the minute details is one of the major step towards success.
It is very much true and can be applied to both personal and professional lives. I have shared this video with my Fb friends and I am very happy to share with my readers on my blog.
I have always looked up to robin Sharma as a 'success guru' and enjoyed reading his books as well.
Hope my readers enjoy this video!
Good Day!

Monday, November 7, 2011

Mirthful or Risible - I am a Vegan Now!


I tried this experiment and I failed!

I tried to experiment that how life would be if there is no Facebook, youtube or any virtual entity. I deactivated my account and no access to any blogs of mine.

Honestly, it was very difficult. I felt as if I have no air to breathe. Our lives have become so much accustomed to virtual world that it has become an integral part of real ones.

The best part was once you are away (virtually), your friends and readers are judgemental....Calls and mails with just one question – are you fine?

I think, I have become so much committed to writing that there is a sense of responsibility towards your readers. Whether how you feel, you have to write for people. Somewhere I was upset with myself but no excuses to commitment....I am thankful to last 4 days somewhere they made me much more stronger!

I end this post with something good – I am a vegan now!

Good Night!