life... through my eyes!!! :)

The weekends are fun, but it becomes better once you have a plan on how you will spend it. This weekend turned out to be the one I would treasure in the box of life, especially as I ended up with some great human beings especially foodie kinds. While I have been hearing about the iconic Gandhi Bazaar of Bangalore, the curiosity was set up to the peak while I was going through the amazing food vlogs on Youtube of some legendary eateries in and around the area. Even though I am trying to follow some low carb healthy diet to get myself to see the best part of living i.e. living healthy, I can not sustain the temptation of being in the middle of an institution known for their sumptuous Dosa’s roasted in pure ghee and tales of its fluffy idlis and perfectly crisp vada; I had to have a cheat day to savour the delicacies The Vidhyarthi Bhavan is known for since 1943, it was  a small students’eatery (where it gets its name from), to a historical landmark today known for its  ...

There was a time they lived in the same place but only one felt the magic in the air... Years later they went their separate ways  Still thinking that both are dwellers of different space, One sang it loud, other just kept mum... Years down the line  One might still breathe the magic of the time But the reality sang a different rhyme Echoes always hummed  Acquaintances that's all they were  Both of them just said Maybe or Maybe Not... So the story came to an end... Nothing left to say as nothing left unsaid, There she stood staring at the beautiful couple  Smiled to herself and walked out of the  church Right at the door she turned And looked at the man she loved, for the last time... Clapping so deafening that it shouted a loud as the man she loved took his vows With just a sigh she left... Finally... completely blank Left her feelings a...

I’ve been consoling myself, believing that there is always a phase in every writer’s life, when he or she is just not able to articulate his or her thoughts, there are tons of things they can write about but somewhere, that zeal that they live with “to write” just gets lost in their boring autopilot life… it will not be wrong to say that i too am going through one such phase where every day I ask myself “why ain’t I writing?” but there is no answer that can convince me… it’s just… I can’t… but i will be deaf and blind not to hear and see what the heart has to say, things that my eyes are documenting so that my fingers could type and my mind could weave a perfect description to a moment worth treasuring. I am not aware if i am eyeing a victory over the stubborn will to sleep or to defeat the desire to vacuously stare at the fan, which I have to agree I have grown fond of as my favorite pass time in last one year, but I do know this pointless post can definitely help me snap out ...

Friends: people who laugh at you when you fall in the middle of crowd, but will kick heck of the person who pushed you down.  As it is said in the foodie world, No  ‘Dal’  is complete Without  ‘Tadka’;  so if my life is  'Dal'  my friends are the ingredients of  ‘Tadka’  they give that extra ooph!! of flavor and kick to my bland Life; and as on this day when the world celebrates the grandeur of friendship, I would like to wish my buddies  a very Happy Friendship Day…  You guys are  Chicken  in my daily  Dal Chawal  diet,  PBJ  to my  toast and Milk  life. I am glad you guys made my life worth relishing as every day, I get to savour on delicious memories spend with you all… and to cut it short  HaPpY FRieNdsiP DaY  to all. This day, which gives Cadbury dairy milks' new advertisement a sense of reality, and people the liberty to choose among various flavors of chocola...

Nights that have all the element of good night, but the sleep, every hour your eyes are popping on to the clock waiting for it to hit the alarm, rolling inside your comforter and waiting for the sun to bring the glorious day… you slip into sleep comfortably in the most uncomfortable way. This all ain’t the scene of the college, it’s one of the glorious days after the college hangover subsides, when the real world kicks you hard and you know it’s time for “the Job hunt ” Few of us, The lucky ones, our legendary ‘ Brother's and Sister's from another mother ’ who somehow turned out to be smarter than us during the college days and decided to sacrifice their golden share of muslin sleep and pre-prepped themselves for the most important battle of their lives “ The Job Interview ”. Do not smile, yes these were the very ones whom we kicked on their Judgement day,when they asked for the shaving cream or the hair gel early in the morning; and girls do not giggle these were t...

The new city; people with diverse hopes and dozen of aspiration, land on this red Soil city to chase their dreams to be something...  Its 'THE PLACE TO BE' for ‘garib janta’ (the poor people – the job seekers) who are mashroof in talashe-e-naukri (in short people busy in job hunt)... to be more specific it’s a nice mocktail of different brands of individual, Where everyone is busy either doing the job or  looking for a  job change or the most famous ‘velli janta’ who is quite busy with snickers in hand to settle the hunger issues on the go, doing the job hunt... ‘ the naukari dundho abhiyan ’ ... City where job hunt never stops...  b ecause you never know when your dream opportunity will come knocking on your door, j ust like the rain that comes like grannys’ that best friend who keeps asking you stupid questions and all you can do is smile... lolz... :D Passion that can be measured on the likert scale of madness to be something... Dreams are put on show he...

Have you ever wondered, how out of blue, we find people who are so not related to us but somehow, sometimes all of the sudden or over a span a time become a inevitable part of us? Strange nah! Even i thought so... Celebration of togetherness, food fights and heated arguments or fighting like the rival gangs, standing up for each other or madness that has no definition and random late night chats that went on from an ant to the nuclear weapons and now that we are far far away we miss all that. All the stranger who met by chance or as the destiny framed the picture just perfect for the time, i have to say in the walk of life i found people who were so different from me but turned out be my best pals. It’s quite exciting how the different colours of Cadbury gems, come together to form of one of the best sugar coated chocolate and it’s even more enticing to see the kinship that binds both friendship and 'Cadbury gems '... after all they  didn't  took too long to realize ...

Sparkling eyes with dreams of future and thousand plans to fulfill, every smile that goes broader with the vision of two years ahead of them, every stranger extending hello to other, some took a step back because they were not sure if they can take the extended hand so they settled themselves with a simple hello,  and few were like me, with 100 yard smile, sparkling eyes shining with the vision of all the fun and friendship that was smelling sweeter and way more tempting than   ‘Gajar ka Halwa’ ... It’s how the journey into two  #WowSoAmazing   years started. MBA hefty load of small acronym, makes it sound onerous than it actually is... in past 15 years that i have been carrying a bag full of books to school and college and among those never ending courses, MBA turned out to be the only course where i have to admit, it went away before i could say  ‘a chocolate chip cookie...’  Litres' of tea sipped off those tiny winy plastic cups ...

When I woke up in the morning, I saw everyone around me was on phone, talking, smiling and wishing the beautiful ladies in their lives, I thought it can't be that everyone's moms' or grannys' birthday was on same day; then my roommate told me what day it is today… and I was like “Aila mai toh bhul gayi… oopsi :P” I am sorry that I forgot but what to do? I have been this way since like forever now and then who knows how I am, better than You… My Old Babe; so i picked up the phone to wish you, but then it was so not me. So I will take this chance to relive all the moments through the pages of my life and cherish every memory that we two had… and tell you that i do care too and before I walk down the ‘ rocky highway 21’ … I wanna tell you, this one is just for you my old babe and a very HAPPY MOTHERS DAY… I can never thank you enough, neither did I ever tell you how much I care, I guess it was quite awkward for me though, I know it is really lame to say th...