Her gender was her crime

Her gender was her crime. 
The story of Nupur (Name changed) Based in Europe Written by Nupur herself Edited by Mallika Bhatia
Life is what happens to you when you are busy making other plans.

Little did I know that 2012 would change my life forever. God had bestowed me with the bliss of motherhood. I knew this was special and it was the right time to welcome our bundle of joy. Our four year old marriage was culminating into one of the best phases, at least I believed so back then.

Unfortunately this was only what I believed. To my husband it was something that happened by chance and probably should not have happened at this point in our lives. We had discussed about having children in the past and considering the fact that both our families were pressurizing us, we did not have a lot of time to wait. Though we had never discussed the preference of a gender for our child. I didn’t even know a preference could exist!

Me and my sister are still the strengths of our family. My parents nev…

Our child is hearing empowered- a family's special journey

The Story of an anonymous family Based in the United Kingdom
Written by the family itself
Edited by Mallika Bhatia
On the first night at the hospital, while the other newborn babies wailed away in response to each other, ours just slept through like a dream. Wow, parenting is so easy, I had thought. The next morning, as it usually happens, the pediatrician and her team came around for the newborn check up. They were screening for the usual issues like her heart, sight, hearing and hips. Just like all new parents, were were anxious to hear what the doctor would say. After what seemed like an eternity, she said that our baby had not responded to sound. This was followed by her telling us that it was possibly just a fluid buildup, which was a common occurrence. They would check it again after 6 weeks.

Back home we enjoyed the new born days just like any new parents would. However the frightening thought that she could possibly have a hearing issue kept cropping up. The likelihood of the…

He is threatening and stalking me! Am I truly responsible?

The story of Anonymous Written by Mallika Bhatia 

I was all of 22 when I met him. Our families were friends and it is through them that we met. He was 8 years older to me and worked in a social research project. He was fun to be with, relaxed and a great friend to many. I was doing my Master's at that time. We had started by exchanging a few emails and slowly it turned into meeting occasionally. Our relationship grew organically and within a few months, we were dating. I wasn't looking for something serious and he knew that clearly. I was open about my intentions and feelings from day one. Over the months I started liking him more but I realised that he felt more like a buddy than a romantic partner.

I spoke to him about almost everything including how important it was for me to have my parent's approval when I finally decided to get married. Our age gap was a big enough reason for them to disapprove, if I had chosen to marry him. Yet I knew they were very reasonable peop…

When I learnt to hit back- the journey from being a victim to being empowered

The Story of Anonymous
Written by Anonymous
Edited by Mallika Bhatia
I have often thought that inschool, if instead of trigonometry and calculus, they taught us basic values like self-esteem and self-love- the world would be a better place to live in.

I was a high scoring student. Mostly at the top of my class. My school report card always had straight A’s and glowing references to how brilliant I was. However in the end there was always a small line that read.....'But needs to develop self-confidence'.

I believe my childhood was difficult and troubled. My parents were basically good individuals but their marriage didn’t work. When all the fighting in the house stopped, there was only endless silence left. Both my parents had high profile careers, which meant I was left alone or with the maids a lot of the time. Surprisingly my sister who grew up in the same environment remembers her childhood as the most perfect loving one. So perhaps it could be me who was the troubled chil…

A pregnancy that kills- Awareness is the key

A pregnancy that kills- Awareness is the key The story of Trisha Bahl Based in Munich, Germany Written by Mallika Bhatia 

I know you know what a pregnancy is, but do you also know what molar pregnancies are?

Well, if you do then congratulations!
You are amongst the very few people who are aware of this condition.
For those of you who don't know, Yes, it is a condition!

When we are joyful and excited about bringing another human being into this world, that is a pregnancy but when the doctor tells you in your 8th week scan that there seems to be something abnormal with the foetus, you don't wonder what kind of a pregnancy it is, you simply worry.

'I doubt it is a normal pregnancy at all', my doctor had said. 'Let's wait for a week or two, to see if it would naturally discharge itself from your body', she had continued.

What went on in my mind was; I am losing another baby. Yet another miscarriage! Not even a regular miscarriage, here my doctor was actually w…

A child or a career! Is that the only choice?

The story of Nidhi Khurana Spanning over London, Singapore and Munich Written by Nidhi Khurana
Edited by Mallika Bhatia
'You can be a good mother and still follow your dreams, you totally can if you so desire.'

I totally believe in this statement today and I have achieved this belief by meeting some wonderful Mums over the years. Some mothers who go out to work and come home every evening to take care of the needs and desires of their families while others who stay at home and share their dreams of their partner and children. There are also mothers who have either changed their profession or adjusted their career path to dedicate more time to their loved ones. One truth is that, a mother never leaves her children at home, even when she does not take them along. They are all always with her in her heart and mind.

I became a mum eight years ago. I was blessed with my daughter, Khushi. I did not know or anticipate how my life would change forever. My feelings can be summed up in …

A mother's triumph over death

A mother's triumph over death The story ofMrs. Manju Bala Aggarwal Based inNew Delhi, India  Written byMallika Bhatia

The ordeal began in 1987 when my daughter was 5 years old and my son was 1. I had visited a gynaecologist with a positive pregnancy test with an intention of not carrying on with the pregnancy. The doctor gave me an appointment for D&C in the following week. Before we could medically terminate the pregnancy, I had miscarried naturally. The doctor still did a thorough D&C and said I was good to go.

In the following months, my periods came unbearably painful and unpredictable. Sometimes I would faint because the stomach pain would be so extreme. I would wait for my periods to come for months and when they finally came, the flow would be so much that no amounts of pads or clothes could keep me from getting stained. Going to work became difficult and I never had enough energy to do what I needed to. We went from doctor to doctor to find out what was suddenly so …