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A poem to inspire the ones wounded to be know that it's gonna be ok..someday.

Love!
Sonam

No Need to Run

Often we see people running from the situations and not facing them, which made me wonder why do we do it and how can we be the fighters. Therefore, my this poem shows how can we achieve it.

NO NEED TO RUN

While driving the car

On my way to office,

Got banged into by a mobike

In the heavy traffic.

I sensed this could happen

As that was a sudden jerk,

Thought of scolding the guy,

Yet could not go berserk.

This was because

He was a young collegiate,

Excited he might be,

Of riding a bike of late.

I only thought of preaching to

Not to ride that fast,

For it didn’t hurt me,

But could have been his last.

So, as I opened the window

Of my injured car,

The lad ran scared

As running from the war.

Escaped, assumed he, but

That’s what he cannot,

He will always be a shirker,

In his own web of thought.

This is what we all do,

I earnestly cogitated,

Run from the problem,

Is what we are habituated.

Let’s turn it to a challenge,

And do a face-off.

Let’s learn to be a fighter,

Rather than to scoff.

It’s you who’s in the situation

And only you can duly mend,

Your staying will surely help,

So there’s no need to run my friend.

Love always!

Sonam

Respect

Dear readers,

Here comes my another poem named “RESPECT”. This is the one thing that every creature  of the earth deserves, hence the poem.

So what if I cannot speak

The language of sophistication.

So what if I could not get

Enough of education.

So what if cannot afford the

attire of modern civilization.

So what if I work for lower wages

In a big organization.

So what if I do not bear

Any specialization.

So what if my skin tone

Is darker than your imagination.

So what if I was born

out of a gruesome situation.

So what if I don’t have a father

To prove my identification.

So what if I lay down every night

In a roofless habitation.

So what if I am not entitled

To the so-called reputation.

But,

Oh people of the world

I am too, just like you

The Almighty’s creation.

I don’t demand much from you,

No sympathy, no adulation.

The only thing if you wish to give,

Then respect is all my requisition.

Happy reading

Love!

Sonam

Call me the Sky

They call me a star, and

I question which one am I
Just be a little precise
For many are in the sky.

Am I the one that eternally
Shines on the pole
Or the one invisible
And is called a black hole?

Whichever that may be,
A star it shall remain
One out of myriad
Myriad of the same.

If I am too one of them
Where is my identity?
So a star is what
I would never want to be.

So call me by a word
That shows that I am me
Not just any other piece
But a special part of thee.

A word that is beyond all barriers
And tells all what am I
Call me the moon, call me the sun,
Or call me the sky.

Be yourself, be unique

Love always!
Sonam B Saluja

YOU ARE SPECIAL TO ME FRIEND

How do we make friends?

What are the criteria?

Do we see the face or other physical characteristics?

Or the money or education matters?

Let’s find out…

The big schools of the cities have children studying from various big households. People who are well-off send their kids to the biggest and the most renowned schools of the city. I don’t know which category of the society we fall under but yeah, my daughter, who is just five, is studying in a comparatively good school. A few days back when I went to take my daughter back from the school, I saw her waving to a little girl from the car’s window, who lived in a small kuchcha house (house made up of gravel and sand) just next to the school. Her parents perhaps are the masons - basically a labor-class family (I personally hate the term but it is for the Indians who say it with elan). When I asked my daughter about who that girl was and why was she waving her hand to her, she (with a tone of obviousness) said to me “mamma, she is my friend”. I was a little surprised but then I asked her what her name was which with a little innocence she replied “I don’t know, I only know is that she is my friend”. I didn't understand exactly what her criterion of making this friend was, however, whatever criterion it could have been, it did make me feel proud.

Friends, don’t we all try to make friends with people of particular status or the ones who fit our chosen criterion? And that is what we teach our children to do so. Why can’t we let them free to make friends of their own choice, with whom they feel good, with the ones that make them feel like themselves? Why should there be any kind of restriction in choosing and making friends too? Friends are the ones who show you the right way towards life, either by ditching you and making you learn some crucial lessons of life or by standing by your side making you learn crucial lessons of life! Any which way, they help you learn the same things. Let everyone be free to choose whoever friend they want to make. Let them learn their own lessons their own ways. Let them know the value of having friends.

There are different kinds of friends that come and go and stay as per the requirement of life stages. A smile friend (as my daughter has), a hello friend, a bye-bye friend, an all-the-time-crying friend, an all-the-time-grinning friend, a phone friend, a distant friend, a famous friend, a boasting friend, a stylish friend, an intelligent friend, a stupid friend, just-one-call-away friend, a never-will-pick-my-call friend, an all-time-enthusiastic friend, an I-care-a-damn friend and the list goes on and on. You must be having one of each kind and should have for all types of situation. Know that your life is incomplete without making friends. Have more of them and enjoy your life with different angles.

Tell all your friends what is their type and why are they important to you and see for yourself what happens.

Dedicated to all my friends. You all have been crucial in shaping my life.

Love

Sonam

Absence of Evil

In 1902, a professor asked his student whether it
was God who created everythin that exists in the
universe ?

Student replied: Yes

He again asked:
what about evil ? Has God created evil also?

The
student got silent.... Then the student requested
that may he ask a question for him?
Professor
allowed him to do so.

He asked: Does cold exist
Professor said : yes ! Dont u feel the cold dear

Student said: I'm sorry but ur wrong sir. Cold is a
complete absence of heat.. There is no cold, it is
only an absence of heat.

Student asked again:
Does darkness exist ? Professor said: yes !

Student
replied: ur again wrong sir. There is no such thing
like darkness. Its actually the absence of light.

Sir ! We always study light & heat, but not cold &
darkness.

"Similarly, the evil does not exist.
Actually it is the absence of love, faith & true
belief in God."
That student was swami Vivekananda...!!!.

World is mine

Hi Pals!
I came scross this beautiful poem, where i found that we all tend to actually crib and ceave for thing we so not have. And in wanting the don't-haves, we forget or take for  granted what we have. So from today onwards, I genuinely and strongly feel that the WORLD IS MINE. Read and enjoy:

A beautiful poem:
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"The World is Mine"
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Today, upon a bus, I saw a very beautiful woman,
And wished I were as beautiful.
When suddenly she rose to leave,
I saw her hobble down the aisle.
She had one leg and wore a crutch.
But as she passed, she passed a smile.
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.
I have two legs; the world is mine.

I stopped to buy some candy,
The lad who sold it had such charm,
I talked with him, he seemed so glad,
If I were late, it'd do no harm.
And as I left, he said to me,
"I thank you, you've been so kind.
It's nice to talk with folks like you.
You see," he said, "I'm blind."
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.
I have two eyes; the world is mine.

Later while walking down the street,
I saw a child I knew.
He stood and watched the others play,
but he did not know what to do.
I stopped a moment and then I said,
"Why don't you join them dear?"
He looked ahead without a word,
I forgot, he couldn't hear.
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine,
I have two ears; the world is mine.

With feet to take me where I'd go,
With eyes to see the sunset's glow,
With ears to hear what I'd know.
With loving family & friends to enjoy life
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine,
I've been blessed indeed, the world is mine.
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Love
Sonam

APPRECIATION

बस कह दें शाबाश

ज्यादा कुछ नहीं चाहिए, जो मुझे बना दे ख़ास,

इतना सा ही काम करें, बस कह दें शाबाश!

कभी कोई छोटा सा ही काम अगर कर दूँ,

किसी की झोली में बस एक ख़ुशी भर दूँ,

मेरे नन्हे हाथ चाहे एक लकीर ही बनायें,

चाहे इनसे उलटे-सीधे ही रंग भरे जाएँ,

चाहे बस एक ही कदम बड़ा मैं पाऊं,

चाहे हर कदम के बाद मैं गिरता जाऊं,
पर मेरे फिर से उठने का दिलाएं एहसास,

इनाम कोई ना दें मुझे, बस कह दें शाबाश!

अगर कोई गलती मुझसे कभी हो जाए,

जो आना चाहिए वह परिणाम न भी आये,

पर मेरे काम करने की चाह ज़रूर देखिये,

जो भी समय लगाया उसे व्यर्थ न होने दीजिये,

मेरी हर एक कोशिश को न अनदेखा कीजिये,

आगे बढने की आशा को उड़ान दीजिये,

 एक “वाह” भी बड़ा सकती है मेरा आत्म-विश्वास,

और न दे कुछ मुझे, बस कह दें शाबाश!

जीवन के मुश्किल मोड़ पर गर जाए कोई फिसल,

ऐसा नहीं कि फिर वो सकता नहीं संभल,

पस्त हुए इरादे भी, फिर हो सकते हैं प्रबल,

आपके चंद शब्दों में ही है इतना बल,

गर सही कदम बढ़ता कोई, तो रखता है वो चाह,

मिले उन्हें शब्द आपके वाह-वाह, वाह-वाह!

हर कोई कोशिश नहीं करता केवल इनाम के लिए,

क्या वर्षों की मेहनत बेकार एक परिणाम के लिए?

न होने दें किसी के प्रयास का परिहास,

बंधी रहने दें सबके दिलों में जीत के आस,

न दें पायें कुछ ज्यादा तो ना दें,

कंधे पे हाथ रख के, बस कह दें शाबाश!

Remove stress and relax.

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Mom, I missed you!!

Hey friends,

Does anybody remember going to the school for the very first time? No? Please go and ask your mother, because she is the one who must be remembering each and every detail of you not leaving her to go to the school. This is a very difficult time to let go off your mother for those three hours. It is not that you didn’t want to go to the school that you cried the holy shit out of you, but this was because that you were not habitual of staying away from your mothers ever. You ate with her, slept with her, watched TV together, stood with her in the kitchen and looked at her doing all that kitchen stuff for hours. You even had showers with her because she couldn’t leave you behind in the lobby or the room to get hurt. You also enjoyed being in her lap while she was doing other house chores to prevent you from crying out loud without any reason in particular. And all day, since morning till you slept, she and you stayed together.

And all of a sudden, a day has come when you are going away from her among the strangers, who are trying to please you, even helping you to pee and trying hard to make you feel at home. But in your heart of hearts, your eyes are gradually looking at each and every corner of this strange building for the one and only. Where is she? Why has she left me here? Is she ever going to take me from here or not? Does she still love me? When, when, when is she going to come? Three long hours seem like infinity (because I am two-year old who cannot compare two time units with each other).  I am crying like I will never stop. Only her face can give the relief to my suffering of separation.

Now, where is this strange young lady taking me to? Oh my God! A few more little people who are crying like me. Hey, someone arrived through that door, to whom I want to run and hug tight. I want to again feel the same warmth of her arms around me that was always there. I want to question her “why you left me here”? “Will you do it again”? And in all these questions running in my mind I only hold her tight, crying and not looking anywhere else as she is my world that I lost a few hours back and after a lot of pain and suffering I found her back. Constantly speaking with lisp “I will nevell do bat thelle (I will never go back there).”

But this beautiful lady, whom I call mom, makes me understand that she also went through the same pain while she left me in the school ALONE, but she had to do this for my own good, to make me an independent person, to make me a rising soul. I don’t understand what she is saying to me, I don’t understand those big words like doctor and engineer; I only want to stay in her lap forever.

However, she will again send me to this strange place called school for my good (she says so!). Perhaps, some day I will understand what she meant. Till then, I am enjoying her love!

Love 

Sonam

Seminar on prevention of molestation

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A very successful program on prevention of molestation conducted by "Beyond All barriers" team.

If want to participate in any such program, please contact on 09811739397.
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Twinkle twinkle little star

We have been going to this mall for a long time and my kid likes to drive that toy car found i  the mall. Everytime i went there, something bothered me always and made me ponder over it for a long time. And this was a little boy with a lovely smile on his face and twinkle in hus eyes and confidence  in his body. He is the boy working there as a care taker of small kids driving the toy cars. I have been thinking about him and other children working with him. He takes care of the other children; doesn't he want to have fun. Where are his parents? And much more.
Tonight when we again went to this mall, i found him on duty. ANd something made me so attracted towards him that i went and had a little chat with him. For i was very much worried about his future, i asked "do you study?" The reply was "YES MA'M".   That's it! This is what i wanted to hear, because i don't know yet that had his answer been "no", how would have i helped him. I could only pity on his plight. I could only feel a little more bothered just for tonight till i meet him again. I could be of no much help however, his answer rescued me of the afterpains of "no".
Again i asked him "who askes you to work?" HE said " no one, i work because i want to."
I again out of curosity asked him "why?". And his final response floored me, which was "this way, i can atleast sponser my education." You know which class he is in? Class 4.
I couldn't say anything much after this, but took a picture of him so that i keep getting the inspiration from this little star. For me, he is a STAR.
And his name is JUNAID.

Friends, do let me know if he inspires you too.

Love
Sonam

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For I trust Lord

Pals! Check out my new poem here.. love ya

For I trust Lord…

I am standing right here,
Firm and strong.
Proudly carrying all my
Beautiful scars along.

Each scar bears a
Long  and hefty story.
Though they seem ugly,
But gave me the glory.

Tired I may look,
But that's surely I'm not.
Rest I may take… but quitting?
Not even in the thought.

Winning is the nutrient,
I am nurtured with.
You can feed me to lose?
It's your sheer myth.

They  try to shackle me up
And crush me like a twig, but
 now nothing can cease me,
'cause I'm born to make it big.


Come, give me more wounds!
I shall still "stand still".
Let the wounds leave the scars
For they make my will "strong will".

Mediocity doesn't suit me,
Zenith is for which I strive.
Don't care if you can't handle me,
Just go, get a life.

I can live tough days and nights,
and can walk a sharp sword.
I shall dwindle not by an inch,
For I trust the gracious Lord.


--

Sonam B Saluja 

Director

 Beyond all Barriers
www.beyondallbarriers.co.in
Email: sonam@beyondallbarriers.co.in
sonam.slj@gmail.com
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Fwd: Team work

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Together we can and we will make a difference

Training of girls in a Govt. School.

These girls are full of zest..they have their dreams..I wish my trainings help them achieve their dreams..

We all need a guide to help us know which path to take... "easy or right

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These girls are full of zest..they have their dreams..I wish my trainings help them achieve their dreams..

We all need a guide to help us know which path to take... "easy or right

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These girls are full of zest..they have their dreams..I wish my trainings help them achieve their dreams..

We all need a guide to help us know which path to take... "easy or right"...

For he has better plans...

Hey my lovely friends!

Through my posts till now, you all might have observed that most of them include experiences from my life or from other peoples’ lives. This is because I feel that we can learn and absorb the learning better from the live examples. Here also, in today’s post I want to share a learning of mine through various examples of my own life.

We seem to plan a lot about our lives; some things go well according to the plan and some do not. The things that did not go parallel to our plans disappointed and sometimes even depressed us. Because that was what WE planned for OUR OWN GOOD and to succeed! But then, who plans to fail?? All of a sudden, a storm comes; something very different happens that was not there in that very PLAN of ours.

However, if we go back and compare what we planned with what actually happened, we seem to be relatively happier in our present conditions. And mind you! People who are happy with their present state are the ones who experience the presence of ALMIGHTY with them. We may question HIM, fight with HIM that why did HE not help fulfilling our plans but as the time passes and gradually HIS answer is revealed and we are convinced that HIS plans were better, rather THE BEST.

To elaborate my point, here is my story. Plans, plans and more plans were there in my mind as I saw my friends making plans for their future. One of them was planning to be a doctor, another and engineer and one was planning to be what her parents were planning her to be (duh!!). Lagging behind in my planning strategy, I chose to be a doctor (because one of the people who influenced me in school wanted to be one…humbug!!) also, I couldn't understand history and economics, so for me my favorite subject science was left and dream of becoming a doctor also became concrete (kind of). I toiled to clear the PMT (pre-medical test) day and night but couldn’t (no wonders) and took up Biotechnology as my subjects in Bachelors. It was kind of a compromise and also my so-called PLANS to be a doctor were crushed.  Gradually, I started enjoying studying biotechnology and my plan was now to be a BIOTECHNOLOGIST. Moreover, the term ‘biotechnologist’ itself charmed me than that lame, old-fashioned doctor (psst!!). I then did my Masters also in the same TERM and came back home BLANK for I did not have any idea which companies to apply for job. Therefore, to pass my time I joined this really nasty gymnasium somewhere near my house and tried very hard lose those extra kilos.

Guys, here came the turning point of my life (oh please, I did not lose weight and became a supermodel). I met this girl who offered me a job as a communication trainer in their institute which I joined to make some money. Viola!! All of a sudden, I was an independent rich girl with peanuts (my salary) in my pocket. Day by day, I started realizing that this is what makes me happy – meeting and interacting people from different walks of life (let me tell you all, I trained from school kids to police inspectors to HR managers and who not (chuckles)).

And now my heart was completely into training and public speaking and not at all in biotechnology.  I DID try after sometime in a few pharma and biotech firms but either their profiles didn’t interest me or sometimes they were not interested in an ancient biotechnological animal like me who did not have any updated knowledge of new researches. Hence, I stayed here (FIRM AND STRONG) as a soft skills trainer, motivational speaker, poet and writer. I realize it now that my potential could only be completely utilized as a trainer and not a biotechnologist. Now I am a constant learner and also an avid reader (as I mentioned in my earlier post). I have also worked as a copy editor where to pass an exam I could use my knowledge of those concepts that I learnt in the institute where I worked earlier. Here, I got the catch that everything in our life is interlinked. Now, I know why I failed in PMT and couldn’t pursue biotechnology as a career. Because HE wanted me to be happy and I AM happiest with this field that I am working in.

So you see why I don’t like to plan things? For my plans are always proved to be smaller than HIS. Hence, I love to go with the flow.

In the pics below, you can see me pursuing my passion and not plan - training and motivating.

Folks, my coming posts shall be the series of this one (Gosh! It is the era of sequels) where the point “his plans are greater” shall be elaborated more.

Till then, go with the flow

Love

Sonam

siblings: oh so imperfectly-perfect creatures on earth

There is always something about these siblings. Ain't it? Remember?? you are so so happy with the new toy that dad got you today but as it comes inside the house, you younger brother or sister wants to break it, hide it, kill it or whatever but do not let you play with it. It is your birthday, you are destined get a new dress and new shoes for the special day, but it is your siblings who get the same importance on YOUR day. Huh!!! Excuse me!!...I AM THE ONE WHO WAS BORN ON THIS DAY!!!! Ahhh..who cares?? Imagine, you are going to have a payjama party with your friends at your home in your room with a little privacy, but hey! what is this? Your younger sibling intrude into your room and do not want to move without the hefty bribe. This is what we all have faced with our imperfect siblings.

Ever wondered why God had problem with me only, when I was happy being with my parents, being the only one loved and then came the DEVIL in my happy life. Just give them anything, be it a toy, your bicycle, your scooter or your laptop, it will not be returned in the same condition as it was handed over.

I remember giving my younger brother the keys of my Kinetic Honda -a scooter (OK YES, I did not like it to be called a scooter or worst, a LUNA...for God sake..nooooo), which were never returned with the key rings I bought with so much of enthusiasm. And then, the same fight with my father over why he let him touch my things. For which, I always got the same cliched answer "you are elder, try to understand". Gosh!! so when can I be younger to not understand sometimes. However, gone are the days of those battles and wars and we have come out mature enough to understand each other.

All of a sudden comes a day that the same ol' IMPERFECT sibling  becomes the treasure of advice in need (what a surprise!!). Also, we feel that we are becoming so overprotective of that one awful creature that this creature turns into the awesome part of our life. They are always just one call away, always there to be with you and sometimes when you need them, they go out of the way to help you with all their sources and strengths, though with a grumble!! Actually, this shows  how much they care and love us that they can't resist helping us even if they have something important of their own to do. I have yet to research on how these IMPERFECT creatures suddenly become so PERFECT especially for your sake that they leave your gobsmacked with the perfectly-done task assigned by you (again with a grumble..lol!!)

And hence, I have awarded them all with a Title - The imperfectly-perfect creatures..Ahhh!! How we love them.

Dedicated to Varun - An imperfectly perfect creature in my life..
No matter what, I am always there for you.

Love
Sonam 

Training of girls in a Govt. School.

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These girls are full of zest..they have their dreams..I wish my trainings help them achieve their dreams..

We all need a guide to help us know which path to take... "easy or right"...