Year in Review-12 Inspiring stories on Mumsandstories
Continuing our Inspiring stories on mums published on www.mumsandstories.com here are the other six stories, including two featured on Don’t Judge Me Series. There are also stories of those inspiring mums who have been through a road accident and a fire accident too.
We at Mums and Stories feel each of these stories and all the ones that have been featured on our platform deserve a round of applause for being the women and the mums they are in life.
- Meghana Raikar is a mum, an individual who has made strong decisions in life and stuck to them. She believes it is easy for others to judge you when you are mum to three kids with one of them being an autistic one. However she shares things are changing and hopes moms go less judgmental and softer on themselves and not judge others too for their situations or decisions.
Read more on Meghana on http://bit.ly/2Bodop3
2) Here is an inspiring story on a mum who has set up a foundation for awareness on road safety after she lost her daughter to a road accident. Mums and Stories is bringing this story as it has the connect for all of us to introspect and review how we want to lead our lives. The parents lost their young daughter who was in her early twenties a few years ago, due to a horrible road accident. This has shattered them but to keep their daughter’s memory alive through a foundation they set up in bringing awareness on road safety.
In a heart wrenching post on social media, Shubangi Tambwekar had shared on how much she misses her daughter every single day. We reached out to Shubhangi who shared this emotional story on her daughter Arundhati.
Shubhangi shares “I am the first born of doctor parents. I grew up in a closely-knit joint family with cousins. I married my best friend, my classmate from school when we were both in our early twenties and had Arundhati in our mid-twenties.
Aru, as she is fondly known as was the first grandchild both sides of the family. She was a quiet, bright, intelligent and lovely child. She was doted on by all …her uncles and aunts, grandparents, grand uncles and aunts and great grandparents.
Read more on http://bit.ly/2BpQC0j
3) This is the story of Pooja Sharma Rao who is an online content consultant/writer/editor/translator by profession and a blogger too. She has also worked earlier as a radio announcer and as a lecturer. She is a mum, a poet and someone who battles a condition called fibromyalgia. She is also a voracious reader, a tea connoisseur, loves to travel and has been deeply influenced by Sufi and Zen philosophy.
The pain that one undergoes whether it is a physical or a mental agony or at times both together can be seldom understood by others around the individual. We at Mums and stories believe in sharing those stories that could make a difference in someone’s life, perhaps of the mum featured by talking on it or those who could be inspired by a courageous mum.
Sharing her journey with Mums and Stories, Pooja says, “I had a great childhood, am an only child, lived and studied in Shimla all my growing up years. I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia only about 6 months ago but was diagnosed with Osteoid Oesteoma long back in teenage phase and it was very detrimental to a lot of choices I made because health was always fragile.
Read more on http://bit.ly/2kLXA9m
4) Sunitha has been through a horrific accident a few years ago and nothing at all has deterred her from living life to its fullest as a woman, as an individual who loves life and as a mum to two lovely kids.
Sunitha also has an interesting email address that accommodates the word ‘alive’ as to indicate she is loving every moment of her second life and wants to be the best of what is given to her as an opportunity.
She shares with Mums and Stories, “I had a lot of dreams and I would say and in the same breath would like to add, I was not too very happy about my childhood. However I was responsible in terms of waiting to be an adult to set myself free and explore the world.
The accident changed my attitude towards a few people. Yet my friends and family helped me recover more so emotionally than any of the scars.
Read more on the inspiring Sunitha on http://bit.ly/2BWDX69
5) Sanjana Jagan begins, talking of her childhood, “I had a fantastic upbringing along with my younger sister. My father was a professor and mother- a former state volleyball player, now a central government employee. We were indulged but not spoilt. We went to one of the best schools in our city, which was a blissful experience. As a family, my parents ensured that we were active partakers of all the decisions made from as small as buying groceries to as big as buying a real estate property. My mother always says that we were well-behaved children; barely troubled them, so I am not going to challenge that.
We were taught gratitude and responsibility for our actions from the very beginning, which always kept my sister and me very close. She has always been my rock and my best friend. We have grown to become more perceptive of each other. Over the years our bond has only gotten better and stronger.
The best days of my childhood were during the summers when we went swimming. I fell in love with the sport immediately. I was five years old when I was introduced to swimming, since then water bodies just make me happy.
Both my parents have been overprotective from the very beginning and nothing changed with time in fact they only got paranoid. My mother always lives in the fear of the mighty forces conspiring to make her babies squirm in the happy times and she bought her solace spending more time being spiritual. On the other hand, my dad a very practical man gave us heads-up on reality of dealing with our future in general. He never felt it was too early to be preparing us for just any curve ball the world was going to throw.
I guess my affinity to water sort of raged jealousy in fire, well I can be dramatic in comparison. I recall the fire accident when I was 11 years old. It was our school Annual Day 13th Nov, 1999, two days after Diwali. Our event was a closing act we were more or less 20 students participating. Most of us were from the same grade along with a few seniors and few juniors
Our school annual day was a massive hit every year and was also the best event of the year. Our school has a vast campus in the heart of the city, which also meant we had a huge playground and this was the venue for our performances for the evening on the day.
We had rehearsed with flashlights for our closing act, we were to wave to the cheering crowd with our flashlights and make a grand exit. Dressed in Santa Clause attire, we sat in a van that would take us around the playground before making the exit, the dance had went well but the flashlights were replaced with fire sparklers, an idea from recent Diwali.
Everything went very quick from there, few of us held sparklers from the windows, and the next minute we were screaming later few seconds we were streaming out of the bus for help, burning in flames.
Read more on Sanjana on http://bit.ly/2Bqi6Ts
6) Sandhya Mendonca is an author, editor and a media entrepreneur, a travel lover and a mum who has been a single parent for the last eight years.
She shared her journey with Mums and Stories in a one- on- one interaction in Bangalore.
“I am a Bangalore girl. I was born and brought up here. I started to work in mainstream media soon after I finished my Master’s degree. I met and married Allen Mendonca, who was already a well-known journalist. We had Aditya very soon after and as young parents; initially it was not very difficult as we relied on our extended families to help out.
I was a political journalist for a long phase in my career, and as our son began to grow up, it was a challenge to balance work and parenting. While I remained dedicated to my profession, I moved from a newspaper to a magazine as that allowed me more flexibility. I didn’t shy away from challenges and learnt TV reporting. I also ventured into the tough word of entrepreneurship for the first time. I went back to journalism for a few years before co-founding Raintree Media with my husband in 2004.
Allen passed away in 2009, and since then our son Aditya has been my rock. I think at that point of time I was really angry with Allen for leaving us. We had spent the best part of our lives together and really enjoyed being with each other. We had an active social life and Aditya had grown up seeing his parents get ready for parties. We used to sit with him while he had dinner and tuck him into bed before we went out. But after Allen passed away, I lost my carefree attitude and changed my way of living life. Aditya was just a teenager, but he took it upon himself to call up my friends and make plans for us to meet to ensure I start living life the way I did earlier.
Read more on Sandhya Mendonca on http://bit.ly/2l1Fn6Z
If you have an inspiring story on yourself as a mum or on your mother or you would like to recommend someone to be featured for Mums and Stories, reach us at firstname.lastname@example.org