The journey will conclude

And the travel will end

Standing at the last stop

I will surely look back

The trail I have travelled

Diversions I took, people I met

Some long halts, few rutted rides

Refreshing strolls, racing in time

All that I did, all that I said

Souvenirs I kept, gifts I parted

The last glance on the road

A smile will roll up

My eyes will sparkle

What a voyage it was!

Just to earn that moment                                                                            

I am investing in my timeline…

©Charu Gupta and potpourri of life.


You are roving through the terrains

On not so bumpy ways

The track seems easy and straight

Road map imprinted in mind

Terminus of journey set in the eyes

Abruptly! You brake at a standstill

Highway splits into two

You are on the crossroads

Decide! The turn of the steering

Lot of crowd heading to the right

Few can be seen on the left side

Make a choice; join the herd to be safe!

Or take a left if your heart says

Close your eyes; talk to the self

Leap of faith or the safety net

Make a purest bid with your conscience

On the crossroads of life; it’s your call

Stick to the conviction; make a decision.


© 2018 Charu Gupta and Potpourri of life.











Summer vacations and kids- What would be your reaction for this combo?  Well, for kids it’s their big slice of ‘me time’! Holiday home work, travel, food and fun; and of course, lots of stories! They want to fill their heart with delight to the brim as if life is now and in this very moment (lot to learn from kids!).

And for parents what does this combo mean?

Keeping kids engaged and constructively charged during long vacations is a titanic task and currently I’m doing the exact same thing! Somehow I managed pretty well with my son’s desires for the perfect vacations except one!

The never ending WHY!

I don’t know how I managed, as a teacher, to answer every ‘why’ of each student with a smile and immense endurance but when it comes to my own child my tolerance goes for a toss!

I know it’s good to be inquisitive but come on; you can’t field each ‘Why’ with equal precision and patience.

“Why does FIFA happen once in four years?”

“Why did Messi miss the penalties?”

“Why can’t I play outside whenever I want?”

“Why do you allow more screen time to didi?”

“Why don’t you allow us to have chips more often?”

It’s a never ending attack of ‘Whys’ without any option to duck!

Difficult task, isn’t it?

But the irony is that we are always ready to ask ‘Whys’ in life….. just try to recall how many ‘Whys’ do we ask in a day?

Why is this happening to me? Why don’t I have a big home? Why my child has not scored as good marks as my friend’s did? Why my life is not as I wished it to be? Why God has not blessed me with a child? Why am I not as beautiful as my sister? Why am I suffering with this disease even when I lead a healthy life? Why do I have so much of struggle in life? Why is my child ‘specially-abled’? Why everything bad happens only to me? Why am I not happy?

Aren’t you fed-up of asking!?

One day wake up and decide – I will not ask any more whys from life.

Stop trying to find logic and stop being judgmental of the turns, ups and downs in life. Just take each challenge in your stride and keep on striking each ball coming towards you with vigor. We all are players with different style of playing; sometimes it’s a boundary and maybe the very next ball will be a catch.

Not every Why has an answer and the day we stop asking questions from life; we’ll be happy!


© 2018 Charu Gupta and Potpourri of life.


Five School Girls

Onlookers can vouch; how pretty they look

A bunch of sunflowers, five school girls!

Sipping through the lime, giggling with joy

Oblivious of surrounds; engrossed in the talks

Glitter in their eyes says it all

Life is beautiful; you believe it or not!

If time can stop and moment can freeze

Someone please click this blissful frame

They still, the same, in their forties

Carefree and sassy school girls at heart!



© 2018 Charu Gupta and Potpourri of life.




Excess Baggage

It’s been three years my mother met her younger daughter and she can’t let go the opportunity to meet her again! My sister flew down to India from US three years back and my mother’s longing to hug her again is easily comprehensible to another mother (me!).

Ticket was booked and one month in hand to pack the suitcases flying. My mommy was super excited to pack all her love and everything Indian for my sis in just those two suitcases (thanks to the limited weight allowed with the airlines).  And she did exactly the same! Spices, homemade pickles, Haldiram’s ladoos, ethnic Fab India kurtas , silk sarees, junk jewelry from Janpath ……phew! You name it and the suitcases have it! Unlimited love for each member of the family was stuffed into the luggage. (As if the mother’s love could encompass into two bags!)

Now the reality check- ‘Suitcases were overweight!’

“Mommy, you can’t fly with this extra baggage; you need to unpack some unwanted stuff.”

Yes! You can’t fly with the extra baggage.

As they say ‘life is a journey’ and it should be travelled light. Many a times I wonder; in spite of all the love for life and people around, why am I not enjoying my travel as I should? There is always something pulling me down. My feet often feel weary. Sometimes, I feel that hurriedness to reach to the destination instead of appreciating the beautiful scenery passing by.

It’s always a constant effort to think positively and feel happy. Breathing courage with each gasp and infusing strength in my will.

Am I carrying some excess baggage?

I guess, yes. I need to throw away few fears; fear of unexpected. I need to dump my anxiety for knowing- ‘what next?’ Need to scrap some expectations (most difficult to part). And most importantly give away the forgiveness! And also forget.

I have to remove everything from my mind that is weighing me down; all the moments and memories.

It’s not easy to let go all that I have accumulated over the years but gradually I have to discard every bit that makes my travel difficult. I’m continuously in the process of winnowing my stuff (thoughts, feelings) till I am light to fly…..

I’m rearranging my luggage and so is mommy!


© 2018 Charu Gupta and Potpourri of life.


Stack of Homes

One upon another neatly placed

Coloured in a paint of same shade

Grills, windows all alike

Doors and gates of equal size

Zooming above the ground

Resting on the columns

All mounted in identical frame

Kept skillfully along the road

‘The stack of homes’

I ramble; lives in these stacks

How matching routines they have!


© 2018 Charu Gupta and Potpourri of life.







Let me move to the countryside….

Let me move to the countryside; or little into the wild

In search of new emotions and the faces that don’t look alike

My soul feels captive in this jungle of concrete

Each breath I breathe with lots of scuffle and fret

No stories to write; no poems to recite

All are rushing to reach nowhere in sight

No moment to rest or laugh or to love

Everyone is worried, hurried and stressed!

Take me to the fields, mountains or the seas

Oh! Just take me away from the cities

A shady tree, a little shack and a river flowing down the track

Nothing much do I need few birds some butterflies

Flowers, grass and the wind passing by

There I’ll sit under my tree writing stories full of life!


© 2018 Charu Gupta and Potpourri of life.







My geography teacher Mrs. Sen told us a fact

Once upon a time there was only one land!

No Asia, Russia or America as such

All the landmasses joined in one bunch

‘Pangaea’ it was called;

300 million years away when no human was found

Imagine for a while, what if humans existed at that time!

Worldians, Earthians or simply Humans to be called

No countries, languages or religions to divide

‘World is a family’ would be the tag line!

My imagination is really going wild;

Pandas, kangaroos, Tigers and Koalas could roam in any wild

No claim on the wonders of the world;

Jointly they would be each human’s pride!

How cool it would be to wander without visa

Dollars, Dirham, Yen or Rupees all would mean the same

No fuss over food, colour or name

Ahh! Just an imagination of my insane mind

Tectonic plates trembled and drifted apart

And Mrs Sen is now on chapter 10;

Teaching about continents, countries and floated lands!


© 2018 Charu Gupta and Potpourri of life.




Digital Detox

We were waiting for our order of pizzas and white sauce pasta at a well-known pizza joint. It was a long time since we had this, overloaded with cheese and ‘guilt’ disc of flour. Passing the long wait for the sinful treat by having the quick look at tables around. Peeping into the others plates can actually give you the idea for what to order.

“Hey! Hold the slice closer to your lips and turn your face little towards right!” two girls at the adjacent table trying to click a perfect selfie. They clicked many pics from all the angles and with all the poses for good 15 minutes. Pizza can wait but not the uploads!

Twenty days to be precise since I have uninstalled my Facebook and whatsapp icon from the phone screen. Not in protest of Mark Zuckerberg people don’t consider me a celebrity yet! (I’m my own celebrity! 🙂 )

People often go on a detox diet to get rid of toxics or unhealthy substances from the body and I went on the digital detox! To get rid of unnecessary clutter of thoughts and information. And this was not an impulsive decision; I wanted it for quite some time but couldn’t do it as being continuously connected on whatsapp was a necessity of my professional life. (Now I’m a free-lancer; working as per my will)

Imagine a day without your phone….just imagine no scrolling down the facebook; no alert of whatsapp messages. A day without dp, likes, comments and chats! Scary? We have become so addictive of peeping into what’s happening in others’ lives that we need it on everyday basis; just like substance addiction. For everything, whether happy or sad, there is a facebook update- “Happy b’day hubby!” “My daughter’s first day of school” “Feeling overworked” “Having dinner at …… with 5 others”

Trying out a new restaurant – FB update

Bought a new dress- change the profile pic

Celebrating your wife’s b’day – the world should know

Having holidays in Singapore- nothing less than 100 pics uploaded

(A confession: once upon a time I also did the same!)

Come on! Keep something personal!

I have nothing against it after all its good to share a bit of your life with your friends. A bit of….with friends….

Knowingly or unknowingly we are falling into the trap of Histrionic personality disorder (HPD). Wanting continuous attention, admiration and sympathy.

Can you imagine how much stress this whatsapp has created in our lives? After a long day at work you get a massage late in the evening on whatsapp from a colleague or the boss asking to send minutes of the meeting asap. Or after a hectic day you got an alert for an unscheduled meeting tomorrow in the office.

You are continuously on the disposal of your office; no personal life; life revolving around the notifications!

Use of Whatsapp for official/ professional purpose should be banned; it is one of the culprits in raising the stress levels.

You are more available to the world than to your family and the loved ones. And totally oblivious with your own self; no time to meet with the person living in you. Living in a different world and putting our best picture forward; corrected with the editing apps and clicked using candy cam!

Take Digital Detox after regular intervals just to meet people around, to indulge in activities beyond the screen; sometimes spend some moments with your-self.

Digitalization is the need of the hour, but overdose and over exposure of anything is bad. Just to test whether you have become additive to digital social platforms, go on a digital detox mode.

Ahh! Our order has arrived; let’s dig in the sumptuous cheesy lip-smacking Pizza! “Hey! What about a pic mommy for Fb??” Naaah……. Just a treat for our senses; I’m on a digital detox!

© [Charu Gupta] and [Potpourri of life] [2018].