FB or Facebook is a hugely popular social networking website with a layout and functionality that is quite user-friendly. To a normal user, it comes across as a platform for general friendly interactions and keeping in touch with distant relatives and friends. But as there are exceptions attached to almost everything, there is a group of people who are deadly against it and think of it as some evil on earth.

Quite cynically, these are the same people who maintain their account lying low and enjoy the interactions with their own state of mind. They would occasionally post pictures of their family and friends and throw in some things here and there just to make their presence felt. I wonder sometimes the kind and level of frustrations they are carrying within themselves. Would such breed ever delete their accounts and vanish from the scene where Angelina Jolie and Jonny Depp are somewhere being discussed in good humor. The answer is plain NO! (I find it quite interesting when people use the font size and font shape to emphasize importance, strength and so on. Actually, that’s the way it is, and I also comply to that many a times. Excuse the hormones please! )

I was inspired to write on this topic by a facebook friend who had asked a simple question – ‘How relationships work?’. Though this question is quite simple the answer is extremely convoluted and difficult to understand. Though I am not a pro on this topic, I would like to add that almost ten years of married life has taught me enough to write a paragraph about relationships in general.

It is a very old concept that relationships work if you care for each other! I hate the word ‘care’ so much so that might not want to hear it all my life. However, I do respect the connotations it carries in different contexts. For example, a mother will naturally care for her child without being told by anyone. A father is supposed to care or look after the financial needs of the family irrespective of the fact whether his wife is working or not.

I remember the day you entered my world
The doctor said it’s a baby girl
I counted all your fingers and your toes
That’s just what you do, every mother knows.
I took you home as proud as could be
This precious gift God had given to me.
I changed dirty diapers and never got sleep
It was all worth it you were mine to keep.
But as you grow up and blossom into a flower,
I guess I would need you more than you need me!!!

Even after shifting to the White House, it seems that the first lady has her feet placed firmly on the ground. She has banned her daughters Malia and Sasha to meet celebrities. In addition, she also does not want them to receive any special treatment. Michelle wants the girls to have as normal life as possible. In addition, they will not be hiring any outside nanny, but instead grandma will be looking after them. And now they want a routine…with dad at home for breakfast and dinner, things seem to be falling in place after a hectic campaign trail. I am quite sure that Malia and Sasha will stay grounded and not turn into spoilt brats!

An inspiring story from the Internet, worth sharing. Here it goes!!!

“A 10-year-old boy decided to learn Judo despite the fact that he had
lost his left arm in a terrible car accident. The boy began lessons with
an old Japanese judo master. The boy was doing well, so he couldn’t
understand why, after three months of training, the master had taught
him only one move.

“Sensei,” the boy finally said, “Shouldn”t I be learning more moves?”
“This is the only move you know, but this is the only move you”ll ever
need to know,” the sensei replied.

Not quite understanding, but believing in his teacher, the boy kept
training.

Several months later, the sensei took the boy to his first tournament.
Surprising himself, the boy easily won his first two matches. The third
match proved to be more difficult, but after some time, his opponent
became impatient and charged; the boy deftly used his one move to win
the match. Still amazed by his success, the boy was now in the finals.