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I usually listen to music while driving. Not a fan of radio programmes, due to the frequent ad breaks. I generally have either an iPod connected or a USB, loaded with my music. The car was given for service, and I forgot to connect my USB back. That particular day, I was in a mood for Gulzar poetry, which is very unusual as I do not understand ghazals or poetry, mainly Gulzar. Though I still understand his songs which have been used in movies. I connected my phone audio, selected a random Gulzar playlist, and started my drive. I definitely adore his voice, calm and soothing. The drive was long, with pockets of traffic. And I was not irritated with it. Came across his recital of Amrita Pritam's verse. I had only read it earlier, but listening to it in his voice was stirring. "Main Tenu Fir Milaan Gi Kithey? Kis Tarah? Pata Nai Shayad Terey Takhayul Di Chinag Ban Ke Terey Canvas Tey Utraan Gi Ya Khowrey Terey Canvas Dey Utey Ikk Rahasmayi Lakeer Ban Ke Khamosh Tenu Tak...

Friday Rumblings...

After a long time today, I made myself a cup of tea, lots of 'adrak', added jaggery since I quit sugar. My maid was on leave, celebrating a festival, otherwise everyday she is responsible for my tea. Growing up in Delhi got us used to the 'adrak wali chai, doodh kum, patti tez' (translates to strong tea with less milk and lots of ginger). When I got this maid, I taught her how to make tea this way, and since then she stopped liking the 'milky tea' she used to make. 10 years now, she makes it better :D. If I share this with my mother, she would be shocked, that her daughter who once wouldn't enter the kitchen, is now sharing 'how to's' with others. Well, that's my mother, its been 14 years since I actively started cooking, started when I was pregnant, but, even today she loves to just share stories of how I wasn't interested in cooking ever. It's the favourite family discussion topic. From making the comforting dal chawal to bakin...

Let's be un-real..

Open up social media these days, my page is bombarded with all these posts on real women. “ A real woman is someone who smiles when she wants to cry” “A real woman’s strength lies in her nerves of steel”. “A real woman never gives up”. “A real woman puts others needs before hers” “A real woman endures it all and never complains” I am getting tired of these posts.  What defines a woman firstly?  I mean, why are we desperately trying to create a mould? Is this our come back on male strength?  If that is the case, then we are being silly, because there is no comparison of a woman's endurance with a man. The world knows it. The universe has aligned it like that. If a woman decides to go out and have fun with friends, is she un-real? If a woman wants to go shopping, is she un-real? If a woman feels like eating out and not cook, is she un-real? If a woman puts her needs first while taking care of others, is she un-real? If a woman wants to ...

As I bid adieu to 2017...

Another year bites the dust... Here I am yet again, picking up my laptop towards the year-end to write a blog on how the year that went by was, and as I do that, my resolution list smirks. So I did follow many... I quit sugar completely as I promised, infact I gave up icecreams, which is like Nirvana for me. So yeah, I did well on that one. Gadget time is still questionable. Spent time doing stuff with both my kids. Dealing with two genders can be tough at times. Guilty of not blogging, so scared to add it to the list this time. ;) 2017 in many ways has been good. Went on an all-girls trip to Sikkim right in the beginning of the year. Schoolgirls, 5 of us had a blast. When we started planning we were 8, by the time we made it a reality we came down to 5, but we had fun. The late-night conversations, inadequate sleep, music in the car, stopping at any place to click pictures, to dressing up, it was a trip of a lifetime.   Lost more weight, I had promised myself tha...

Time for another year...

As the countdown begins to step into another year, I start making resolutions mentally. This is a tradition that I have followed every year. I keep some, I break many, what's the fun if you don't break any resolutions?! Like my son loves to quote these days "rules are meant to be broken" > Health tops my list this year... I cannot afford to neglect it again. I will do whatever it takes to keep myself fit and fine. >To be more active, in terms of cooking, juicing etc.. need to take out that juicer and use it. > I want to learn something this year, have short listed few things, I hope I manage to tick it off my list this year. > I should try and blog more, if not weekly, at least monthly. > Quit sugar completely. Or at least bring it down to half teaspoon > Reduce my gadget time, especially the phone. I told myself I will do it in 2016 also, never did it really. > Spend better time with my son. Should really move my a**, and do stu...

There was a TIME...

All it takes is a song, and you are immediately transported to a time gone by... A time, where love was red hearts, roses, red world through rose tinted glasses, mushy cards, sentimental songs.. audio cassettes recorded with playlists that conveyed the 'feelings'. Bunking school, fibbing about extra classes, to watch a movie, or go to some isolated place to just hold hands. Reel life promises inspired the real life decisions. A time where going to school became necessary, to just catch a glimpse of your 'boyfriend' or 'girlfriend'. Wow!! As cliched as it may sound... Time really flies! And the sad part is, we grow up. We grow up to realize the truth behind the glasses. The colour 'red' vanishes, when you remove the glasses. That no matter, how nicely you draw a heart, and fill it with bright red colour, it still breaks. It not only breaks, it shatters into thousand pieces, you can spend a lifetime trying to pick them up, you will sti...

Between then and now...

My last post was on 16th March 2015, and I haven't visited this space since then... Lot of things happened between then and now.. March 25th 2015, we finally got the possession of the villa, we had been rooting for. The previous owner was a complete jerk, he put us through an ordeal. But as they say, when you really want something, the universe conspires to get it for you. I desired that house, which is now my beautiful home. Even before, we signed the papers, I had visualized the decor of this house...my house, my home! I was happy with my previous villa too, it was enough for the 4 of us, but, hey, dreams are not in your control, fulfilling them definitely is. My husband made it happen. He just went after the guy to get this for us. The whole of April and May was spent in doing up the house. The woodwork, the furniture, drapes etc... Everything had to be coordinated. Though am still not happy with the colour of the curtains.. Looking around to find the right one. Then came t...