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Sending hugs your way…on Father’s Day!
I sat down yesterday with the laptop in front of me and browsed through various shopping sites, thinking of a gift for my dad on Father’s Day. I could think of none that could even remotely match up to what all he has given me. This Father’s Day, I just want to hug him and say thank you! I know even words cannot be enough to express my love and gratitude….still I want to hug him and say… You held me so nimbly when I was born Afraid you were of hurting me. I felt secure in your arms Your warm embrace around me. When I slept on your tummy…
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The olfactory sojourn-from smelly to smiley!
My favourite thing about staying in an expensive hotel is the mesmerising aroma in the air that fondles your olfactory cells the moment you enter. I long for a similar one in my house where I am forever battling weird odours. Stinky shoes and smelly socks are the usual culprits but manageable as the stench disappears the moment the articles are removed. I have even mastered the art of tackling the smell of wet towels that my kiddo and husband conveniently leave behind on the bed. Heating milk cream to make ghee is another foul-smelling necessity that my maid is instructed to perform while I am at office. There are still some wicked smells that just don’t go…
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Not the regular dal-roti girl…
I am not a feminist, not even a conventionalist… I am just a normal girl, the kind you meet every day, in the office…on the streets and even in your homes. The only difference is that I am not the dal-roti types. Don’t get it? I don’t cook the meals in my house. Here, I said it! I don’t do it out of choice. I have a maid who does and I have no qualms admitting it. source Okay fine, you say but why blog about it? I write today because the majority of people in our country still would read my confession and shake their heads in disapproval. The…
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The art called Paisa vasool(ing)!
She was haggling with the subzi-wala since the past ten minutes over the price of brinjal. Of course, the vendor eventually gave in and accepted the price the lady offered, which was two rupees lesser than what he had demanded. She felt pride but the joy of victory still felt incomplete. As he handed over the bag to her, she was eyeing the coriander and green chillies sitting on the counter behind the vendor. He saw the eager eyes, mumbled something under his breath and added in a sprig of coriander and a couple of green chillies to the bag. Now she was beaming with joy. With an air of…
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A dream performance-#MaxFreshMove!
I woke up to the sound of birds chirping and smiled as I opened my eyes. This is bliss, I thought. Only if it was not an offsite with the office team to Kikar Lodge! Maybe if I didn’t wake up and go out, every one would forget about me and let me be. You see, I am not the ‘blue eyed’ employee of my boss. I am rather the ‘red eyed’ one(if there is any such term)- his eyes definitely get red with anger when he sees me. I was trying to bury myself deeper into my cozy blanket when I heard music playing outside. It got louder and soon felt…
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Home remedies for radiant skin
India is home to the great science of Ayurveda. Coming to think of it, mothers in every household are avid Ayurveda practitioners. When I was a teenager, my mother used to give me a mixture of chickpea flour(besan), curd(dahi) and turmeric(haldi) to use as scrub on my face. She never let me use the cosmetic ones and trust me, not only does your skin shine after using this home-made scrub, it even feels softer. Similarly, there are many other natural and extremely simple tips you can follow at home to #come closer to radiant skin. 1. Hydrate your skin Water is your skin’s best friend. It is very important to drink at least ten glasses…
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The Lodgy(cal) life!
Our first car after marriage was a hatchback. Easily maneuverable, it offered a great driving experience. After a couple of years though, when the stork visited us and baby S arrived,everything in our world…from our house to our hatchback, shrunk in size. The poor hatchback was no match to the paraphernalia that needed to be carried along baby S. The boot space got cramped up with stuff while a lot more stood outside. Husband dear got irritated with the pushing, piling, squeezing and fretting that preceded travel and went ahead and bought a sedan. All was well with the world again. As the infant became a toddler and then a pre…
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Jim Corbett Tiger Reserve- the unforgettable tryst with the wild!
The entry to the reserve The term wanderlust was probably coined by someone who studied my family as the sample population. I love travelling! So does my husband. Our 6 year old loves to go anywhere and everywhere but home. Therefore it is needless to say that our family travels a lot. Add to that my husband’s profession of being an Army officer… we are pretty much nomadic. Say the world ‘travel’ and we all say in unison, ’Let’s go!’ My hubby , Mr. Army man, cannot really plan outings as you can never be sure of your leave in the army even when you have left for a vacation.…
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The smarter way-my Airtel app way!
There was a time when our mobiles became smart and we entered a world that was so different and so new!! Then we thought what now? The answer to the question – the new apps that are Hell-bent on making the smart phones smarter. Take the new MyAirtelApp for example. Just download one app and you have access to all your Airtel services literally in your hand. You can recharge your Airtel mobile,landline,broadband or DTH,all with the same app. Amazing,isn’t it? I just downloaded the app and the 3 key features that best suit my lifestyle are: 1)I want to The ‘I want to’ tab is like the genie who says,’Your wish…
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My first & forever expert-my supermom!
The womb that created …. The bosom that nurtured. The lap I sat in & giggled…. The hand that steadied my every stumble. The shoulder I slept & cried on…. The arm that nestled my sleepy head. The face that lit up at my sight…. The legs that turned into a slide. The feet that never tired running after me …. The back that carried me. The tresses I loved to play with…. The gestures I tried to imitate. Time flew & I grew. A lot has changed since then. But you were,are & always will, Be the one I turn to for everything. My super hero, my zone of…
