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Quikr Nxt : Update your CAR .

What are these Quikr guys planning to do? After making 'shifting to a new place' hassle free and then selling or buying a product all over India, now they have made upgrade to a better car quick and noise free. I specially hate the hulla-bullo which follows when one decides to sell or buy a thing . The stress to visit all places, meet buyers and sellers is excruciating.
We are really glad the Quikr guys have came up with this chat option as well as such a stress free way of doing this . They are making the right amount of noise in the right quarters . Gone were the days of asking the Mamas and Chachas and friends and friends of friends to spread the news that we are interested in selling a car or vice- versa. Too much of a shock for them. Specially the family members and relatives.  First the Why ?
followed by  " You are not able maintain it beta?"
When we tell that we are updating it  then, its- " Why are you selling it . Its working fine . This is not the way to …

Why ..?

A girl hangs herself after 'failing in love'. A boy is too shattered to concentrate on life and has turned 'himself' into a 'failure '. A mother curses that someone special for 'making' her child a loser and a recluse. But ...even love unreturnedand unfulfilledhas its own Rainbow ! Then Why blame love .. ? Its perspective .

हर  बात पे तक़रार करती थीं  तुम
                                                        जाने कैसा  प्यार  करती थीं तुम
                                                        जिस मोड़ पे  मिलती , तड़पा के गुज़रती  थीं 
                                                       फिर भी खुद को दोस्तों में शुमार करती थीं  तुम
                                                       अब जो  संभला हूँ  तो सोचा चंद बातें कर लूँ 
                                                       कि आखिर क्यों ये बार बार करती थीं तुम .......... 

                                                         गिर के सम्भलना  मैं तुमको बता रही थी 

The Adventure of The Christmas Pudding : Agatha Christie

Agatha Christie can rarely go wrong with me. This time is no exception especially as the book is a Christmas special with a foreword by the Mystery Queen herself - 
"This book of Christmas fare may be described as "The Chef's Selection." I am the Chef!
There are two main courses: The Adventure of the Christmas Pudding and The Mystery of the Spanish Chest; a selection of Entrées: Greenshaw's Folly, The Dream, and The Under Dog; and a Sorbet: Four-and-Twenty Blackbirds."

What a yummy foreword! I was really excited  and was surprised to find that the book has six stories rather than a single one. All of them are good though I have my own share of reservations for  a few. 

'The Christmas Pudding' has a Ruby to be found,a deceit to be uncovered with a few prestiges at stake.And all this amidst the joyous and cheerful atmosphere of Christmas .In fact it offers such a bonhomie environment filled with festive cheer that one can almost 'see' small bunche…

The White Moustache : Bedtime Rituals

I have always felt blessed to be the daughter of my parents. The anecdotes and stories about how they both treated me and  took care of me were something which I always looked forward to listen while visiting my Grandma's home .. Specially my bed-time routine was something which always made me resolute to do the same if not better for my kid. 

Anindy was born in 2005 and I was happy as I could take care of him the way, I was taken care of. Being a working mum in a joint family meant I could hardly get time for him in the daytime but nights were special ...
For his bedtime I had a full ritual which I followed without fail. My sis-in-law even gave a name to it Andu ki Moonch or Anindy's moustache ! Instead of asking if the baby has slept she would ask"Bhabhi ,Andu ki moonch banai ?"
Sometimes she would help me in this . 

First a body massage by olive oil/Dabur laal tail while whispering sweet nothings to him or mostly simply smiling.Those moments were for feeling the touch…

Befikar,Umar Bhar : No Stress,For LIfe

As if the new advertisement from IDBI Lifesurance was not feel-good enough,some intelligent soul introduced the Tag-line "Befikar Umar Bhar " .. 

Ah! The thought itself is so relaxing,liberating and lucrative ....

That moment, when life would become carefree in monetary sense regarding illness, health scare and higher education , I'd open my Bucket ...nay...Chest full of list.
And the Five Front-runners you would find are -

First - To own a Library with a rich aroma of  freshly grounded coffee filling the space ... and I have a name ready - 'Brewing Books' smells good ! 

Second- To travel the world .... the whole of it including those little
countries and places hidden like jewels in its creases ... and write a travelogue.
 Two months of summer vacations tease and torture me beyond words... every year ! 
Would spend that time in Antarctica with six months of day and six months of night ! It was the ONLY thing I loved in the Sandra Bullock movie 'The Proposal '...

#Unconditional Love with the Zenfone

For the Valentine month-

The best time of the year. Light gulabi chill, gulabi evenings and the pink Tabebuia in full bloom.
I am happy in my world of books and writing travelogues. Reading tons of them on my Zenfone in my cozy reading nook with a steaming cup of coffee.It feels the best thing in the world. Or as some might put it as the NEXT best thing after being in love  (rolling eyes) Is it ?
I beg to disagree.

Circa 1992
Not so long back when Valentine Day was not a craze in our sleepy town, my friend Vaishali experienced her first crush.He was beautiful (yes, that was the word  we used to think described him best at that time) , intelligent and with a sweet smile he was easily the best boy in the entire school ! Being the tongue tied and shy girl that she as well as I was, we used to simply stare and sigh..She for him and I, for her. 
It was our class 3rd.
 ...when one day one Aparajita Kohli (what's in a name they say!) swept him away from right under our combined noses…

Yay... More Love

I received the best gifts any blogger can receive .. Awards for blogging :)...Am suitably pleased, humbled and honored ..(and ready to write more and better )

Like many bloggers I too have a strict policy regarding Awards - Accept it ... grab it..just get it somehow *wink-wink* :P

And as I have said in an earlier post regarding Awards here , these show the love and affection of fellow bloggers and motivate me to do 'even' better :p

Now the first Award I have received is The Liebster Award from Ranjini or Ranju as she is affectionately called.She blogs at A Few Handpicked Things In Life  and to label her simply as a blogger will be blasphemous as Ranju is an extremely  multi-talented personality.She writes,again-WRITES, reads, sings, dances ,parties, blogs, does Yoga, want to learn Archery, loves colour PURPLE , is a hardcore Harry Potter Fan, loves Enid Blyton, is pursuing her CA course and ..(there is still more) is a believer in God and Sri Sathya Sai Nath Guru. Visit he…

कौन : A Poem

Who can deny the allure nature exults on us.
 It splutters and flutters with life , blooming and withering, waxing and waning, stimulating sublime imagination causing spiritual awakening and effortlessly uniting us with the cosmos. Tranquil yet lively, earthly yet ethereal, it's mystical.

In the daily rut of life nature gives  us moments to live. The crackling of a bud, the cracking of the dawn, a dew-drop dangling from a corner of the leaf with tiny rainbows trapped inside it, scintillating just before the fall! The red-black beetle perched on a green grass blade, mercurial water droplets trembling on a lotus leaf, sweet melancholia of  autumn, happy duet of spring and the silent soliloquy of winter!

Nature encompasses All - art, words, beauty, love and devotion  It's Absolute and Infinite. 
Welcome to its mystic world.

वनो में कचनार  खिले,
सोने की मोहरों से
लदा हुआ, सुनहला, 
अमलतास गुनगुनाया 
 किसने मुझे बुलाया ?

गुलमोहरी आग के 
 सुर्ख़ अंगारों ने                                        …

बूँदें : RainDrops

दो बूँद गिरी अमरूदों पर दस जा टपकी चौबारे  बोसा ले आईं छज्जों का  कुछ अटक गयीं ओसारे                                                            कुछ झरने में जा ,जा मचली                                                            लो चलीं समंदर पार                                                            कुछ ऐसी दमकी लड़ियों सी                                                            ज्यों नया नौलखा हार  
कुछ नदिया में गिर गिर उछली   कुछ गयीं कुएं में कूद  कुछ गगरी में चुप जा बैठी  अब करो पानी का दूध 
                                                           फूलों को  चिढ़, दो जड़ आयीं                                                           और कलियों को सहलाया                                                           नन्न-मन्नू लब्बू ,पीहू