1.0PoohsDenhttps://www.ourowncorner.com/poohsdenVinithahttps://www.ourowncorner.com/poohsden/author/pooh_admin/rich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="UiPc0FrqRz"><a href="https://www.ourowncorner.com/poohsden/cake-candles-lessons/">Cake, Candles and Lessons</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="https://www.ourowncorner.com/poohsden/cake-candles-lessons/embed/#?secret=UiPc0FrqRz" width="600" height="338" title="“Cake, Candles and Lessons” — PoohsDen" data-secret="UiPc0FrqRz" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe><script type="text/javascript"> /* <![CDATA[ */ /*! This file is auto-generated */ !function(d,l){"use strict";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&"undefined"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!/[^a-zA-Z0-9]/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),c=new RegExp("^https?:$","i"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display="none";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute("style"),"height"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):"link"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute("src")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener("message",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener("DOMContentLoaded",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll("iframe.wp-embedded-content"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute("data-secret"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+="#?secret="+t,e.setAttribute("data-secret",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:"ready",secret:t},"*")},!1)))}(window,document); //# sourceURL=https://www.ourowncorner.com/poohsden/wp-includes/js/wp-embed.min.js /* ]]> */ </script> Happy Birthday Mamaiyaa! It is strange how life revolves around your birthday for me these days. Has it been a year since kuttyma sang happy birthday and cut the chocolate-pistachio cake from Cedele? I think back to the year it has been and I would say this is the year I finally was the granddaughter you believed me to be. I was stronger than I ever imagined myself to be. Oh I did breakdown – very often into tears and sulks (no surprises there) but I moved on. I think you would be happily surprised to see me today. This year I read – a lot. I am extremely proud of it and I am sure you will be too. There are so many moments when I see the news or read something in one of the books that I wanted to share it with you – especially when Indians were/are making a mockery of women. I miss sharing my thoughts on the topic with you. I miss how open you were to women being themselves and equal to men. I wonder how you were so modern when majority of the men in 2013 are backward. I have never met […]http://www.ourowncorner.com/poohsden/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/IMG_7715-300x225.jpg