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The most precious gift for a child....

A smart, thin, tall teenage boy with specs enters into my consulting room along with his mom. Mom is dressed in a sari, a mangalsutra, a bindi and green bangles. He sits quietly while his mom starts talking to me. She talks to me in Hindi, asked me for permission to start in Marathi. Then the words and the expressions come in a flow and carry the emotions on top like waves in the ocean. Just as the waves come and go and it is a never-ending process, the mom wanted to go on and on pouring her heart out to me. I was getting very restless and agitated as I wanted her to stop talking. Something feels uneasy in my heart and I get this sinking kind of a feeling, energy around me starts feeling very prickly because the mom went into this flow of criticising the boy in front of me. I was transported to the time when I was bathing in this criticism as a child. It was too much to take and the inner child in me pleaded her to stop. I had made peace with my emotional wounds b

Grandparent's unconditional love....

Here I was in this small little hospital with my beeji. I was barely 20 years old and trying to take care of my sick beeji who was admitted because she had fever. It was pitch dark and it must have been  2-2:30  at night and I was awake thinking about her. I had always thought that beeji is very strong. She never falls sick- no fever, hypertension or diabetes and was very proud of her. And now she got fever which didn't leave her for 3 days at 83 years of age. At this time when it was pitch dark, I could hear the sound of some patients snoring, distressing sounds of the very sick patients and their relatives and the chirping alarms and the nurses chatting. I could see my beeji's body shivering with fever which I brought to the notice of the nurse and she administered a medicine which I prayed should help her to sleep. It was a very small hospital and there was no place for the relative to rest or sleep. I was sitting on the floor next to beeji holding her hand. Aft

Soul to soul communication...

I really wanted to share this beautiful time that I spent with this child at Khushi last week. I believe every day is beautiful at my workplace and this one was an awesome day. I am blessed to be in a profession where pure souls come to me every day and make the energy around me saintly and pious. Kids are all wonderful.... So, I am working with my team with this little 3-year-old child who has a diagnosis of Autism. The first day I saw this boy, he did not even acknowledge my presence. I tried to interact with him but he seemed to be in an invisible cylinder around him. His entire focus and energy was directed within this invisible cylinder. I thought of all the tools that are there in my therapy toolbox (my brain) and we started working with him. We put him on various swings and he was enjoying the swings but would keep running away from the swing. He just ran from one corner of the room to the other flapping his hands, his face covered with long curly hair fallin

Baba Nanak....Gurpurab!!

ਗੁਰੂ ਨਾਨਕ ਦੇਵ ਜੀ ਦੇ ਗੁਰਪੁਰਬ ਦਿਆਂ ਲੱਖ ਲੱਖ ਵਧਾਇਆ !!! Since my childhood, my beeji used to tell me stories of Baba Nanak. I still remember sleeping on the nice strong floor next to my beeji. Every night, my personality was getting colored by these stories, night by night new colors of humility, standing up for yourself, stay focussed, equality and many more were added to my personality. And somewhere in my being, when I think of Baba Nanak, I feel the warmth of my beeji. I feel the extension of that unconditional love from beeji. I loved going to the gurudwaras and serving langar, helping with the shoes and cleaning of vessels. The environment of the gurudwaras used to feel pure, pristine, calm, relaxed and my brain waves used to transform into the slow steady and calm ones. It was addictive and I went every week to receive my dose of calmness. Baba Nanak and his name feels pure, pristine, relaxed, calm, source energy and also has the warmth and the unconditional love