Incomplete you

Incomplete me 

Together let’s

Become We.. 

Embrace each other 

For no-one to see 

I discover you

You discover me…

Savour the skin

Under the sheets 

Lift me in your arms

Sweep me off my feet…

Kiss me tender 

Kiss me strong 

Let the lust last

Wild and long…

Worry not for what 

Tomorrow may not be 

For tonight it’s just 

You n’ me…

(c)  Bijal Mehta


Thank you Teacher …

It was in those days when my father had shifted to a foreign land in hope for a better career for him and a better life for all of us. My brother and I along with our mom joined him once he was able to accommodate us financially. Along came the decision to get admission in a new school in a new country. Until we were at Ahmedabad, we were in Gujarati medium throughout and suddenly a transition to foreign faces , foreign land , unknown languages both the local language at Thailand viz. Thai and though an official language for communication at India, still foreign for us , English. It was a culture shock for us and going to school was a daily nightmare for me. The usual teasing, slow acceptance amongst classmates and difficulty to understand academics followed. It is there that I was  introduced to our chemistry teacher Mr. Felix Nathan. His way of explaining, simplifying concepts whether of the subject or of childhood problems at school and with friends amazed me. My interest in the subject naturally grew and so did my fondness for Felix sir. I began to work the hardest for chemistry and always scored the maximum. In one of such class tests, I scored 19.5 on 20 as I had forgotten to label one item in a diagram. With pure childish immaturity, I went to the staffroom and argued saying I had “forgotten” to label the diagram but “deserved” the 0.5 since I “knew the answer in my mind”. He asked me a simple question, “Bijli (thats his nick name for me) if it was someone else in your place, do you think she should get the marks too?” midst the tears I said “No Sir” and left the staffroom with a lesson for a lifetime that learning and being fair is more important than marks. All through my school years, there were many such small but important incidences, caring gestures and life lessons with Mr. Felix, not only for me but for many of us.

Years passed and it was the final day of school. All of us were getting our slam books filled by teachers and friends. Mr. Felix filled whole 08 pages for me upon request to write as much as he could. The last few lines read “Bijli, take a piece of charcoal in your palm, close the palm, open it and throw the charcoal away. What do you see? Your hand still has black on it. So is the case with friends and important life decisions. No matter how long or short a time friends stay with you , they will leave impressions on you, and a decision once taken, will have consequences for the future. So wherever you go in life, choose your friends carefully and take important decisions wisely”.

I am in the teaching profession today and carefully ensure that I am fair to all learners and yet able to keep a connect in a way that  a student is comfortable enough to discuss his problems with me but has enough respect to appreciate my decisions on academic matters. I may know a lot of people now, but the ones I call “friends” are carefully chosen pieces of precious diamonds (charcoal) that I take pride to hold in the palm of my heart.

Thank you Felix Sir, for the seeds of self confidence, humanity, accountability, care and respect that you have sown in me. Happy Teacher’s Day with love and fondest regards.

Dr. Bijal Mehta

Ahmedabad University

Word of the Day – Deity

Suman always wondered where do people go after they die and more importantly why do people die?

She had gotten so many different answers from everyone  around her in all these years. The superstitious world that she was being brought up in was the kind where she was  surrounded by people forever instilling fears of different sorts in her mind. A black cat crossing your path means bad luck. You should never give salt bottle or knife to another person hand to hand and so on. To the extent that when her dear neighbour and soul sister Aishdidi was to get married to a man, she was first made to marry a tree in the belief that her first marriage was not destined to last.

At school too, different versions of different superstitions prevailed. For example, the first page of every notebook was to be always left blank if you wanted to score well. One’s name should never be written with certain colours and many more.

“Mom, I know why Amma died.” Suman sobbed as she returned home from school one afternoon.

“Why” Radha asked.

“Because I misspelled the word Deity to be Diety when I wrote an essay at school talking about Amma and how she feels one with the deity at some moments. My friends told me so Mom. I feel so terrible.”

Radha could only hope and pray that this would result into Suman learning spellings more accurately from now on and one day she would be mature enough to not let superstitions come in her way of living, loving and progressing.

© Bijal Mehta

Word of the day – Dad

He always told her to stand up for what’s right. He ensured she is equipped enough to not let the gender biases of the world come in her way of living life to the fullest. He taught her to love and be loved back , to respect and be respected , to care and be cared for, to be fragile yet firm,  soft yet stern and gentle yet  zealous. He was and is her first hero for he prepared her to be as consummate as any person whether man or woman could be. He is Dad.
(C)Bijal Mehta

Word of the Day – Savings

This is what I came up with in 60 seconds for the #wordprompt on

Word of the Day – Savings

All his savings were still intact.. life had been kind.
Reema was a successful woman, earning far more than him.
but all he wanted to do at this minute was to spend all the money he had on her getting better.. as fast as possible.

(c) Bijal Mehta

Contemplating a plot to develop this further. Would love to know your thoughts friends!

This is what I came up with in 60 seconds for the #wordprompt on

Word of the Day – Legendary

The little boy was arguing with his mother on why he should be allowed to have that one last chocolate left in the refrigerator.
“Because too much chocolate is not good for your teeth, throat and overall health”. She said.
“But its good for the brain and would help me remember better especially if I have it while studying!” He argued with incredible confidence.
“And how can you be so sure of that?” She asked.
“Look in your phone Moma. Hina aunty has sent a picture in WhatsApp that confirms this information. You know I don’t argue without evidence!” He rolled his eyes and smiled as he said the words.
For a 05 year old who is still learning to use the phone and to make logic in conversations, his argument seemed legendary.

(c) Bijal Mehta

Contemplating a plot to develop this further…Would love to know your thoughts !


Candid Conversations..(1)

My little heart (MLH):  “Is this the IIM – A campus Mom?”

Me: “Yes, see how widespread it is? Me and my friends used to take long walks here late into the nights when we were in need of some fresh air after hours of non-stop studying.”

MLH: “Hmm. you were there for 03 months right?”

Me: “Yes, you remember that? You were so small then !”

MLH: “Now please don’t go for 03 months ok?”

Me: “I can’t promise you that. If there is a requirement, I may have to go. You must not feel sad.”

MLH goes quiet then says  “but I missed you.”

And that is sort of a moment of decision for me and I have to make a careful choice of words.

“Yes you missed me. I missed you too but we both survived didn’t we? You managed without me right? OK. tell me, who is the one person that you can absolutely not live without in this world?”

Innocent eyes look away and a tiny index finger points towards me. My throat chokes but I gently turn the finger towards his own chest as MLH looks on in surprise as I say..

“The only person you can’t live without in this world is YOU !.. Yes, my love is true..”

I do not know if this piece of advice is correct.. I do not know if it I am being honest as I say this because I know on my own that there are moments when I too  feel I simply can’t live without a certain someone… but then in those moments I am the only one who can bring myself back to reality.. back to the present..

I also think.. am I teaching my child to be selfish? Am I knowingly or unknowingly sowing the seeds of self-centeredness in his innocent mind? No, not really. I do not wish to make him self-seeking but certainly want him to be self-sufficient..

My thoughts still continue.. You may need the company , care and companionship of others to live bigger, to live better

But  above it all.. It’s true…

The only person you can’t live without in this world is YOU.

(c) Bijal Mehta