After 25 years experience in fashion industry I got a call from inside that I have to do something else and I started work. For natural Healthy Life style it was not an easy as I thought but with grace of God I have started my journey and after corona I can say I'm an healthy Life style coach and I can say that if our kitchen is healthy our family will also be healthy.....our tagline is Back to the roots 🌱

I am alone. I am fearless. Working in Kerala police computer operator. I am a change maker level 5. PM send me birthday wishes and gift is vandebharath i think

I am a human being since birth but I learnt being human when I started living alone in London and having a sense of responsibility for my family. I would tell my father to retire from work as I said that I would support the household. Papa, being the hardworking man he had always been, never wanted to stop working as long as he lived. He said he could not imagine a day without driving his taxi and meeting new passengers and making friends thereafter. The feeling of responsibility became stronger than ever when Papa suffered a stroke. I clearly remember the first time Papa suffered a stroke, it was the morning of 31st October in the year 2012. I was working in London and as a daily ritual I had called Mom in the morning on my way to office when I came to know about this most unfortunate incident. Tears rolled down my cheeks and I just felt like coming back home right away without thinking how would I look after things from then onwards. I felt a sense of strength too at the same time to be able to bring solace to my Mom who was all alone in India. She is a very strong woman and extremely hard working. We had Papa’s yellow taxi and its driver, a very reliable person who came to Papa’s rescue and took him to a nursing home situated close to our home in Calcutta. The doctors told Mom that Papa’s right side of the body had got paralysed and they would observe him for the next 72 hours to advise further. We were overjoyed when Papa started moving his right side of the body under the guidance of a very good physiotherapist. Papa was discharged after a week and he started practised walking and speaking as his speech was also affected due to the paralysis. His speech became clearer after a month and he could walk properly as well. The physiotherapy gave him a new life. The doctors had told us to be careful for the next six months as he might suffer another stroke and if he did, it would be fatal. Papa wanted to live in a house that he had built in our native hometown in Punjab. He imagined his retired life there itself. So, I told Mom to take Papa to Punjab and make the new house ready so that they could start living there. Life had other plans. Papa suffered the second stroke on the morning of 5th Match 2013. I was informed about Papa hospitalisation right away and the doctor said that he would not be able to make it this time. Mom told me to come back home. I handed over the keys of the office to my boss and my boss gave me GBP 200 and a friend gave me GBP 500 when I was coming back home. I didn’t have money on me after buying my air ticket to India. It felt a lot of weight on my shoulders but I carried it because the only thing g on my mind that time was to see Papa alive. I prayed that I could see Papa and talk to him when I would see him and I could bring him home to Calcutta. Calcutta is the only home I know of, the only one I could relate to. I reached Amritsar and my cousin came to pick me up. You get a bit of attention when you come from any foreign country to India, now that I live in India, the same cousin of mine doesn’t talk to me. That’s the irony! Anyways, I am thankful for all that she did that time. I went to the hospital and saw Papa in the worst situation ever one can imagine. No one really cared about explaining what was going on and how the treatment was aligned. The doctors had a simple answer to my questions that it is going to be like that till Papa survives. I didn’t want to take it as an answer to my questions and I wanted to try everything I could to make Papa come back on his feet just like thae first time. We lived at an aunt’s place and she did help us so much in the worst of our times, I am grateful to her. I hardly remember anyone come to meet Papa during those days. People come to you when you are fine and happy, seldom do they check upon you when things are not okay. My father was such a friendly and a lovely person that it was hard to believe that hardly was there any friend now to visit him. Some people from our village did help us a lot by staying with Papa at the hospital during the night time for those 10 days. Thankful to each one of them! I decided to bring Papa to Calcutta and arranged for the tickets. It was the longest journey of our lives as Papa was so unwell, he had a catheter on. It’s such a pain to see your dear ones in any difficult situation. You feel so helpless. This feeling is overburdening but I had to take it and accept it to move further and try and help Papa do everything. I made a very good friend called Simran. This is not a girl. He is a guy, a great person. He helped us throughout the journey and we became friends for life. He was coming to Calcutta for some job training. He visited us because he wanted to meet Papa before returning to Punjab. He said that he would be there if ever we needed him. I hadn’t heard this from anyone else in a long time. His words meant a lot. We took Papa to the same nursing home where he was treated the first time he got the stroke. Papa was fitter in a week and he came home on his own feet. His brain was working like a child now and he was unable to speak properly as the second stroke was very fatal. He started calling me Guddi and he would still smile the same way as he always used to smile earlier. No one could say seeing him that he underwent such difficult times. His smile inspired me to work harder to support my family. Only one job was unable to fulfill our medical bills and other household expenses, so I started providing private tuitions to children before and after my office hours. I would walk from one tuition to another to save some money. I have an Angel who helped me financially during my crisis. I call him Bhaijaan, his name is Ali. He was my friend’s colleague in UK and he hardly knew me. I just used to offer him tea every time he visited our place. He took my phone number from my friend when he came to know about my return to India and he called me. He didn’t let me be alone. He also sent money to get an AC for my Papa. My cousin, Sonu Weerji also helped me financially while we were going through this tough time. I can never thank them enough for what they have done for my family. The physiotherapist, Mr Sameer became an everyday visitor and he became Papa’s best friend too. Our Taxi driver, Raghu Uncle used to come to meet Papa regularly and it was so kind of him. He is still in touch. They have been an important part of our roller coaster ride. Papa had brought me up with so much affection, care and unconditional love. The roles had suddenly reversed, I had started taking care of my parents now, specially Papa. Mom was trying to do everything she could to make things better and I would try to help her as much as possible. We were taking care of Papa together. The team became a strong one and Papa was better. I came to know of a doctor called Dr Añiket Niyogi, gem of a person he was. Unfortunately, we lost him during Covid. It was unbelievable, still don’t believe that he is no more. Dr Añiket visited Papa at home whenever we needed him to and the very first time he visited us, he told me that he would always be there for us. He told me that I could call him or send him a message 24X7 if I needed his help for Papa, he would get back immediately. He also gave me free medicines several times. I was blessed to have these people around. Dr Añiket stood beside us till Papa’s last breath. There was a friend of Papa who was very old and feeble but he would come to visit Papa on regular intervals and he would bring fruits for Papa. He is the only friend who showed his presence till the end. I miss him dearly. One day in September 2015, Papa another stroke and I had to get him admitted under Dr Añiket’s supervision. My husband, Anish was my pillar of support during that time. My ex-boss, Gurpreet Weerji helped me with money this time. He just told me to focus on Papa’s treatment and assured me that he was there for anything I needed. Dr Añiket was trying everything he could to save Papa. Then Dr Añiket spoke to Anish and told him to be prepared for the worst as he had understood that Papa couldn’t make it any longer. I still waited for a miracle just like the earlier times. It was 14th of September, 2015 and the time was around 4 pm when I started having palpitations which I had never gone through earlier. The nervousness I felt was never felt earlier. I called up Anish and told him about these feelings and I told him to come to pick me up from my office so that I could go to see Papa right away. He had got the worst news already but he didn’t have the courage to talk to me about it. Soon after I spoke to him, I got a call from Dr Añiket who said Papa left us. The feeling that I could never talk to my Papa again was the most disheartening. Anish stood with me through thick and thin and he didn’t let me shatter because he told me that I was the one who had to take care of Mom as I am the only person she had then. I gathered courage and told Mom and held her through all this. I knew I had to be strong for her sake. I was told at the funeral that women should not be present at the cremation but I wanted to do it on my own. I performed the funeral rites and promised that I would always look after Mom. I looked after Papa from March 2013 to September 2015. This time brought us the closest and made our ties stronger than ever. I am now living with my Mom, husband, son and fur daughters. I always keep smiling just like Papa. I am very proud to be my Mom and Papa’s daughter. My parents have always treated me like a princess and I take advantage of every opportunity now to make Mom feel awesome. I wish I could do more for Papa. I can still do actually because Papa is back as my son, Rykin.

I'm queen of my house i like cooking very much I'm best home chef poetry care taker of my family i like take part all activities Many more struggles of my life i like enjoy the life my dream is national international awards in cooking i don't like live other people's things i like treats my life my choice

I have started my own baby clothing business from home

I am Gargi Das a young woman of 30yrs who loves to achieve her dreams. I have been working as a teacher for the last 5 years apart from that I have been running a self owned boutique with my own designed clothes. I also have been running an art school affiliated under Suro Bharati Sangeet Kala kendra. But in the midst of a few ups and downs in life things are messed up and stagnant now but I do believe i will again achieve all those i have missed.

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Hello Main Anamika Lucknow se meri padhaai bachelor degree ke sath Maine bed aur master degree bhi ki hai 9 sal pahle meri shaadi Hui aur main ek house maker banke apni life ko aage badha rahi thi halanki shaadi se pahle main working girl thi bahut sare work Karen Maine teaching Kari network marketing kari

मेरा नाम पूजा रत्नाकर है मैं धनबाद में रहती हूॅं। धनबाद शहर में एक गया पुल है मेरे सामने उसे पुल के नीचे एंबुलेंस में फंस कर किसी की जान चली गई। उसी दिन मैंने त्यागपत्र दे दिया गुरु गोविंद सिंह पब्लिक स्कूल धनबाद में कार्यरत थी मेरा प्राण है जब तक उसे पुल का दोहरीकरण नहीं होगा तब तक मैं जंग लड़ती रहूंगी मानवता के नाते मैं उसी दिन स्वयं को क्षमा कर पाऊंगी उसी दिन मैंने एक संस्था का नामकरण किया जिसका नाम है मैं हूं धनबाद अभी मैं मैं हूं धनबाद समूह की अध्यक्ष हूं धनबाद के हर एक जलन समस्या को मैं आवाज देती हूं लोगों का विश्वास के कारण ही मुझे सफलता भी मिल रहा है जब तक जिंदा रहूंगी मानवता के हित में कार्य करती रहूंगी। संस्कार,सयंम, स्वावलंबन, समर्पण ही हमारा मूल मंत्र है। जय हिंद जय भारत 🖊️🙏