December 2012
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Home is...
Home is the place where you have divine adrak ki chai in the morning which can give Starbucks a run for its money. It’s that one place where coffee and tea are both made perfectly. Even the best cafes in town are an expert at brewing only one of these (if any at all).
Home is where you skip the entire main newspaper and start reading the supplement Bombay Times. Somewhere else, I usually...
July 2012
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“Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a painting or a house or a wall built or a pair of shoes made. Or a garden planted. Something your hand touched some way so your soul has somewhere to go when you die, and when people look at that tree or that flower you planted, you’re there. It doesn’t matter what you do, he said, so long as you...
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Of rains and memories...
This is definitely the longest gap I have ever had on my blog! I won’t say first year of MBA does that to you. I definitely had the time to jot down some of my thoughts and I indeed wrote things in my diary but was never inspired enough to put up on my blog. Or maybe I was just very lazy! Either ways, I am definitely not doing justice to Prakhar, he re-designed the blog for me ages ago! And so,...
January 2012
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December 2011
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Things that matter...
More than 5 months ago, I joined Business School right after 4 blissful merry years in Goa (where I also studied my engineering). I oppose the whole I-am-suffering-so-much and I-have-no-time-to-follow-news-on-Aishwarya’s-baby ramblings that somehow every person in a B-school feels entitled to. Those special meltdowns are chosen and reserved for my friends who know me well or wish they...
November 2011
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Of classrooms and crushes...
After dwelling in an atmosphere bustling with the post-lunch enthusiasm seen in Goa for the past one week, this Saturday morning, I was thinking about the really important things changing the future of my nation’s youth. Like the kolaveri which has gone viral or the slapfest on sugar daddy or the release of Breaking Dawn! Instead, I decided to give my valued attention to an even more...
October 2011
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7 things I am thankful for this week
As I go along this part of my life where I am trying to balance happiness and character with ambitions and competition, I am going to start writing about the things I am thankful for. It’s something I was inspired from another blogger friend. You need not necessarily pray to someone above, you just need to be aware of your blessings and be thankful for them. Even if you think you deserved...
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Give me faith...
Off late there has been too much negativity in my life. From too many quarters. The part where I am so uncertain about what I want to do. The part where I am not working hard enough to do what is expected of me. The part where I am wasting too much time. And I thought what exactly is going wrong. Because I am NOT this person I am trying so hard to be. I am not the person who counts the number of...
May 2011
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Of DC and farewell...
So I am back from my trip to campus. Meeting my wonderful friends for the one last time in my beautiful campus in Goa. The campus seems as different as I had expected it to be. There are far less people I know who are visible. Too many junior faces I have never seen before. Some of my batch mates have made up their mind to try every single reckless thing possible before they passed out. So many...
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Kids and fashion : Lessons for us!
So the other day I stepped into McDonalds(yes I still like to eat there) and bumped into this extremely enthusiastic bunch of 5 year olds. I am assuming it was some kid’s birthday party since I could see just one adult member placing their orders, bringing them extra ketchup, showing how to keep the coke glass straight lest it spoil their beautiful party wears and telling them not to throw...
April 2011
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Eat,Pray,Love by Elizabeth Gilbert
It took me by surprise when my friend insisted so hard on me reading this book. Now this friend has impeccable taste in books and I thought this one was more of (how to say it politely) an airport read! After craning my neck and inhaling considerable dust in the very brilliant Blossoms bookstore in Bangalore and doing a bit of a calculation of my account status nearing the end of a month, I...
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I shall never underestimate the power of...
The spoken word - It is impossible to reverse the effects.
Clear pleasant weather when I don’t feel like wearing my eye shades.
The happiness of a meal with the entire family together.
Polka Dots.
Reading from a hard cover book.
A good hair day - Even if you don’t get to flaunt it.
Gifts when you don’t expect!
Coffee that is made perfectly to your taste.
Owning...
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A Goan Weekend...
I wish I could put in words how ecstatic I am about leaving for Goa tonight. Having studied there for the past three and a half years, I am feeling all nostalgic about going campus after a good three and half months which is the longest that has been. I am going to meet all my rad friends, feel the sultry Goan weather, watch the sand pull my feet and the ocean cool my toes, eat some of my...
March 2011
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Three types of people in Bangalore...
Almost three months in Bangalore, I have had some hilarious encounters with different types of people, this I believe is my best souvenir from Bangalore. After observing for three months, I can safely say all the people living here can be divided into three broad types. The bold, the indifferent and the confused. By people here I mean the young working population in the age of 20-30 in Bangalore...
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The complex world of cosmetics...
Stylish apparel, pretty accessories, petite shoes, smart watches and some chic phone to yap away to glory. These are probably the things you would note when you see a totally rad girl. I will tell you what comes to my mind. I am almost always pondering over how the girl got to know the exact secret of the exact amounts of the exact types in the vast ocean called cosmetics.
How often do you...
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A wonderful idea...
After several long, patient hours of searching and pulling my hair in the tumblr theme garden, I am finally happy with the look of my blog. Seeing my distressed situation my dearest friend Prakhar suggested on adopting a ‘change background according to theme/mood’ concept. He has the best solutions to all my erratic problems and this one is pure genius. So, having learned about how my...
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Date a girl who reads...
Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve. Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over...
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It happens only in India!
Of all that is featured in India’s global image, the largest democracy, the fast emerging population, the stupendous growth, the intellectual pool, the corruption scams, the Swiss accounts or anything else for that matter, what is really unique about this country is the obsession for life that Indians possess. It’s the joy of living, of weaving dreams, having faith and forever...
February 2011
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The girl on the platform...
My mother’s instructions keep hovering in my head. DO NOT eat from what anyone offers you. NO biscuits, NO tea. NO talking to strangers. DO NOT leave your bags, especially your laptop at any time. I am sure most of us have become accustomed to our mother’s chant of do’s and don’ts. The journey always makes her hyper tensed. I, on the other hand, love the experiences that train journeys offer me....
Handmade paper, gift wrappers collected and treasured and hardcover books that smell beautifully of home!
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Dhobi Ghat: Not a review...
Dhobi Ghat: Mumbai Diaries is one of the finest films I have seen in a really long time. I was lucky to watch it in its first week of release and the film struck a chord with most Mumbaikars. Kiran Rao is a brilliant sensitive director with an exceptional eye for detail. Having lived in Mumbai for more than 15 years of my life, I can assure you it’s one of the most realistic images of...
January 2011
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Bangalore: A first impression...
The human mind is tricky and will make you succumb to the pleasures however motivated you remain. I am no particular exception to it. After spending a blissful three and a half years in Goa, I am still getting used to the discipline which the working world demands. Bangalore came as a necessary change and the changes that work is inducing in me are totally welcome.
The first impression of...
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Thank you Mom.
Once in a while, you come across moments in life where it reveals to you a small part of the unknown. In this glimpse suddenly, everything seems clear like never before and you are left enriched by the phenomenon called life. It seems strange how you wouldn’t realize until this moment, how you wouldn’t notice what has been with you alongside all your life.
This particular incident...
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New Year and Solemn Promises...
I hope everyone had a great blast ringing in 2011 and isn’t hopelessly hungover till now. I had an especially cozy new year with my family. Since winter went very busy with my relatives dropping in from all over the country and soon I would be leaving for Bangalore, it was really nice to have some sweet alone time with my parents. I missed my grandmother terribly. This was the first year I...
“May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope...”
– Neil Gaiman (via julie911)
December 2010
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The year that was...
Before you get worried that this is another generic post on the monumental events that happened in our country or the trend-setting changes in bollywood(a lot of such themed programs are doing rounds these days), let me assure you this has nothing to do with any of it.
The year 2010 has been a very crucial and important year for me. It encompassed part of my most important academic year as an...
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All it takes is a thought...
I clearly remember the first time I ever wrote in my life. It was primary school and my teacher had asked us to write a short paragraph on ‘A Rainy Day’. The new academic year in school would start around June, the month when the Mumbai rains are at their notorious best. The initial days were always infused with monsoon related topics: Autobiography of an Umbrella, a Raincoat and so...
