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We all have gone through or at least been part of a marriage. For most of us, marriage is all about the ceremonies.
Having just married, I suddenly got intrigued one day, on the meaning of marriage. I was thinking, why should there be a thing called marriage at all?

Thence, I landed up in front of my laptop to ask my best pal, Google ;), what she thinks marriage is.
This is what she says,
   "the legally or formally recognized union of a man and a woman (...) 
as partners in a relationship"
Well. It is true. But beyond this, I felt, marriage is something more. Something more than just the ceremonies and knots (or vows).

Marriage is a connection, an attachment or a bond. The bond between two unknown things making them one.
It is the bond which binds two different families into one. It is the bond that adds an extra person into a small family and makes it big. It is the bond bringing more happiness home. It is the beautiful bond that gives a son to a son-less parent and a daug…

Small is big

Yeah! You read it right. Every small thing is big.

A good morning wish is small.  An acknowledging nod at your neighbour is small. A gleeful wave at a school kid is small.  A helping hand to a struggling stranger is small.  A thank you note is small.  A sorry note is even smaller. A friendly chat with an old pal is small.  A simple gesture of "I am there for you" is small.  An early birthday wish is small.  A "No problem" or "That's ok" to a person saying sorry, is small.  A change of plan for your loved one is small.  An act of stepping aside is small.  A simple errand for someone who cannot, is small.  A lost game with a kid is small.  A word of appreciation is small.  A "You ok?" to someone struggling is small.  A smile at a completely unknown fellow passenger is small. 
Though these are stuff that look small and do not take up much of our time, these are those acts that define us. What we are and what we become largely depends on things…

Bon appétit*

I have always been fond of good food, like everybody is. Little did I realize until recently that the biggest boon of life is having food in your plate, whenever you want. Something this big was taught to me by a small bird, which is, believe me, not larger than my fist.

One day, my dad broke some leftover biscuits and put them on our home’s compound wall pillar. I thought he should be crazy and that how would birds or anything for that matter, know that there’s food here, under the trees. But to my surprise, that evening all the biscuits were gone. I didn’t want to believe that they were eaten. Next day too, my dad did the same thing. I was waiting till evening, only to find it empty. Then I decided to find out the real reason myself.
The third day, I volunteered, broke few biscuits into tiny bits and was waiting in our porch, reading a newspaper. I had waited for close to an hour and there was no sign of any bird or anything. When I decided to give up and go inside, I heard the chi…