Saturday, 27 December 2014

Tales of Truth

I have always been a very transparent person. Its always on my face when something goes wrong. When m happy, people know it.. when m sad, when something is not going right, all my emotions are just right on my face! People who're close to me get to know all of it.. they're able to make it out in my voice.. it's annoying sometimes, but more than that, it's a blessing to have such people around.. my friends always complaint about me being too transparent with the world, and how it is not good to be this way, how it makes you vulnerable and stuff like that.. it's difficult for me to act diplomatic, yet m trying.


Giving straight answers, describing every situation at length, providing every minute detail about everything that's happened are instances of how i vivid i get. Well, on the other end, its always such a good feeling to be carefree. For people who live on lies, imagine a day where you just have to speak whatever is there in your heart! No lying, no cheating, no playing hide and seek and dirty lil games. Just being yourself. With everyone. Everywhere. Everytime. Living real lives. I don't think there's a better feeling than this! And not just this, your word of mouth, your sayings, whatever you describe or narrate will always be trusted. You will always enjoy the benefit of doubt! :P

I remember when one of my friend met a girl and liked her very much and agreed to get married. This particular thing had to be kept with myself for a while, which was obviously very difficult for a loquacious person like me, but somehow I managed it. The difficult part was to keep it from all the very close mutual friends. These people knew something fishy is happening for sure. When I got a little hint from my friend, to reveal the stuff, it was an alleviation for me. No more hiding and making stories and even if by giving crooked details, the kbc can come to a halt then this is it that I wanted then! 

I know it's such a silly stupid thing, but that's how I am. I just can't be that way. 

I remember when I was in Xth grade and first day in school after the exams got over was suppose to be the paper distribution ceremony of the half yearly examinations. Most of the class was in tears and melancholy was everywhere. Except for a few students. The irony was, the grief that was seen on every child's face was not of the poor marks but of the reaction that would come from their parents after learning their marks. Me too was one of them. And that burden in my heart was way too much then. Unable to fulfill parents expectations and letting them down, was eating me up, the guilt of it was weighing very heavy on my heart. I came home, told everything to my mom. And I told her of what was I going through. She was upset but made me calm down and helped me realise whats done is done and what I have in my hands which can be controlled. This sigh of relief was the happiest thing in the world. Next day in school, again some more papers and again the same story.. but not for me. Coz I knew what I had to do to make it right while other's were still there, upset about the same and stuck with all of it.

I know, again a silly thing.
The beautiful ad given below, is a remarkable example of how it feels like after telling the truth and have a clear conscience all over again.

This is my entry for the Happy hours campaign organized by Indiblogger and this post is dedicated to Kinley.. kitna chain hota hai na sachhai mein. 


You too must be having ample number of such examples. Do share. Would love to hear them out!

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Thursday, 4 December 2014

The Bigger.. the Better!

I think it’s a fad these days for things which are bigger than their usual sizes. It’s kinda in the air! I mean, go to any place or use any product or make a wish for anything, it would surely be bigger than the big, larger than life! Look around yourselves and see. Kids want large playrooms, want to study in big schools, love to stay in huge magnificent houses, dream of a personal home theatre, need a big car to get dropped to schools and the list continues. Well folks, it doesn't ends here, this desire to have and own big exists with mature individuals as well, not because someone out there is selfish or anything, but this thing to possess more and more and more is innate in all of us. Whenever we go out of our houses, we want broader roads to drive, we want a spacious big mall to shop, need lager rooms to live, stay in big hotels, swim in a large pool, get out treatment in a reputed giant hospital, phones with large screens to operate, opt for sedans than compact cars, ladies need a spacious kitchen, arenas, concert grounds, stadiums, amphitheatres and the number is interminable! The bigger is any day better. Of course, other than humans’ sizes, almost everything huge is bliss.
O and yes, how can I forget about the airlines? We’re always attracted to relatively larger airports and Hell yes, the airlines of course! An airline giving you your dream space in the flight, with more than the desired no. of channels to while away your time on board, storage space beyond one’s expectations to keep stuff, providing the sumptuous food, beverages, pillows, blankets, newspapers, etc, keeping in mind the wishes people make on board, the luxury of comfortable seats, fresh air circulation, full safety, less stressful, amicable crew members and the most important of all.. no prize for guesses, the clean and spacious toilets is a gift without being asked for! All such luxury under one roof. Looks like a dream come true for frequent travellers.
The new #Lufthansa A380- the largest commercial aircraft in history, is now flying to Delhi! The decision to allow Airbus 380 is a welcome decision for the Indian aviation industry leveraging India’s aviation market (one of the five fastest-growing markets with the perspective of additional passengers per year).  Our capital is the first city in the country to welcome the airline with the launch of daily flights on the Delhi-Frankfurt route, already begun from November 8, 2014. This giant aircraft can seat 850 passengers in comfort enhanced Economy configuration, and 550-600 passengers in a three class configuration. The seats in the sophisticated Business Class and the breathtaking First class are equipped with AC power ports along with USB ports and iphone chargers, offering passengers an unprecedented level of comfort. You can check out The A380 Timelapse video here.

Being Indians, the major expectations from a whole new international airline would generally be seat comfort, crew attitude, good food, leg space, cleaner toilets, less disturbance while taking off and landing and decent entertainment and above all, cheaper flights! #Lufthansa A380 has taken care of these needs and ensures a smooth ascent and highly smooth landing with its four engines taking this 560 ton air-plane cruising an altitude of 39000 feet in less than 15 minutes, promising a peaceful quite environment. The broader seats, more space to stretch out while sleeping and relaxing, wider aisles and stairs helps enjoy some tranquil moments with oneself. Above all, it helps one stay connected, even on board, with the in-flight wifi throughout the Airbus (though paid) helps you surf web, send mails, and chat on your Smartphone or laptops.

Thus, other than bringing glamour to the Indian Aviation Industry, #Lufthansa A380 will ascent a New Era as it would allow optimal use of infrastructure, share larger growth with the best cabin in the sky, improve the efficiency and the capacity utilisation and alleviate the traffic congestion at fussy airports and finally would give India more market access in UAE, Germany and Singapore.

You never know, this may be your Love at First Flight! ;)

This is my official entry for the #Lufthansa A380- The dawn of new era powered by Indiblogger, making Bigger the better!

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Saturday, 29 November 2014

I have.. When are you going to?

I reminisce a childhood memory with my cousin where we once discussed the cleanliness issues. I realize now, it was a very enlightened discussion. Makes me wonder, where does this littering all around start from? Go to a local paan shop late evening on weekends or even weekdays and witness the civilized and the affluent crowd of the city throwing of paan ka patta’s  on the road outside their car windows! Shameful act it is!Well, we have 3 types of people in our society. Type1 are those who casually litter whenever commuting, without realizing the condition of their surroundings. They throw whatever stuff they’re eating or packets that they’re carrying. This seems to be an oblivious state of mind.

Now, Type 2 are the ones, who before littering their surroundings, first check here and there and try to make sure that they’re not being watched. When, it feels safe, they drop a packet or two or may be the leftovers of the fruit or polythene full of garbage, at a clean spot, giving a chance to let others litter around. It’s a human tendency to look out for collective garbage and then throw theirs there, without realizing, that one person started it in the middle of the road inviting others to pile it up and make it a garbage point. This type portray them as being oblivious (who they're obviously not).

 The 3rd Type, are the ones who never litter. Either they keep the leftovers with themselves till they find a public dustbin or they carry a carry-bag whenever they leave their houses, just in case if they need to throw anything halfway. I know these kinds are rare but they do exist. 

This post is dedicated to the Type 3’s, to speak up their voices and join them with Reckitt Benckiser on Strepsils- #AbMontuBolega campaign and be that change. I see so many people (yes the educated and wannabe sophisticated ones) showing their concern over the cleanliness of the country and how no one cares to make an effort, while they when visiting a foreign nation will blow trumpets of cleanliness being maintained there and everyone contributing to it. While, on the other hand, at the same time, they themselves throw stuff on roadside, moments after giving a lecture on cleanliness and sanitation. Hypocrisy.. Isn’t it?
Nobody expects anyone to do wonders and devote hours of cleaning. I feel, it’s all about self discipline that should come from inside. Prime Minister Narendra Modi may give thousands of speeches or start with uncountable Swachh Bharat campaigns to clean India, but it won’t help until and unless one has that desire to bring about the transformation and Be that Change!
Potholes on roads are left all ignored for the government to come and fill it up. All of us feel it’s not our job to do, it’s somebody else’s. Be that somebody. Roads in residential areas are a mess. Not a single person in the neighbourhood would pay heed to bring the idea before the society and get it done. After all, it’s government’s job to do. Go to public toilets, temples, hospitals, banquets, small lanes, parks, and what not. Every damn thing is filled with filth and dirt. Its cliché to mention how we tarnish our monuments with names of beloveds and how the message on walls to keep the area clean, is stained with red paint and the state of cleanliness at railway stations depict a true picture to the foreigners of who come visit our country and how our Indian railway track is the world’s largest public toilet!! The Atithhi Devo Bhava by Amir Khan is a remarkable ad which makes an attempt to shake the conscious of every individual and help them realize what are they doing with the country and what image are they building of the nation.
When it comes to the hygiene of Indians, they are pretty famous round the globe. Examples are plenty. Millions of Indians don’t eat or drink anything till they have brushed their teeth. Guests take off their shoes/foot wears outside the house and then enter. A toilet paper in the bathroom is not enough. We need water after we poop! Everybody cleans their houses like crazy at the time of Diwali, and the list goes on and on and on!. Then why such a laid back attitude outside our houses? May be that’s the way we have seen our aura since childhood. It is something which is there in the system from years and it will need everyone’s contribution to change that mindset. #AbMontuBolega is a digital campaign which is encouraging people to speak their minds without any prohibition. Montu is someone who cares not only for himself but for those who are around him, for what is right! He tried to speak up earlier too before his parents, friends and colleagues but couldn't succeed and kept mum. There is Montu in everyone of us. We just need to bring him out.

The main aim of #AbMontuBolega campaign is to “Speak your heart out! Khol ke Bolo”. It provides a platform to connect and aims to build trust and help create support for citizens to speak for what they think is right, with a healthy voice and the courage to speak.
Join your hands Kyuki Bin Bole ab nahin chalega #AbMontuBolega.
I have raised my voice. Now, your turn!

This is my official entry for to #AbMontuBolega Happy Hours organized by Indiblogger campaign in association with Strepsils.
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Wednesday, 19 November 2014

#Bring Back the Touch

It was a long winter night. Roshni was sitting in front of the fireplace.. in tranquilty.. zillion of thoughts crossing her mind.. of pain.. of joy.. smiles, jokes, laughter, love, happiness, togetherness, sharing each other, making time for each other even on the busiest of days. It was never about who is taking the initiative to spend time.. it was never about who is making more efforts  for the relationship.. it was never about who booked the table for two or got movie tickets, or who is making up first or calling first and ending last.. the only thing that mattered was the outcome of all the actions taken by any of them. The quality time that they both spent with each other was the only thing that mattered. Roshni missed her friends and felt guilty too about the fact that she isn't able to give time to them, but meeting Raghav and spending time with him took all the anxieties away. Just a look after a long day at work took away all the worries.. a simple smile from him was the only thing that mattered.  Roshni and Raghav.. their relationship was beyond perfect, having small imperfections in themselves. It was a love marriage. 
They dated each other for 3 years and then planned to get married. It was beautiful. Their mornings, their nights, their endless talks, their missing each other while away at work! The passionate love that they made with each other, the chemistry that they both shared, the spark that was always there between them, it was something out of the world! But it was then, that made Roshni so lost in her thoughts? What was the dilemma in which she was stuck? The pain in her eyes, the numbness in her voice, the fine lines on her forehead.. what was going on?
Raghav comes home from work. Tired.
Door opens.
Raghav- “Hey.. Hii.. sup?”
Roshni quite
Raghav- “You Ok honey?”
Raghav- “ It was a hectic day in the office today. Had to receive a few delegates and then work with them. Skipped my lunch as well. M really famished. We can order something if you’re not in the mood to get up and I have no energy to cook”
Roshni- “Sounds good”
Raghav- “Cool”
After getting freshen up Raghav tries again to find out what’s wrong with Roshni. There must be something that's eating her head and that’s why she's so quite.
It was their daily routine to come straight to home right after work.. have dinner.. watch tv.. and go to bed. The daily chores of life makes everything so usual specially when someone has completed 3 years of their marriage. It seems so normal to concentrate on work and responsibilities than each other. And there’s no harm in it as long as both are there for each other or just get each other by making a simple eye contact. Yes, they were this close. The busy life of Raghav in a city like Mumbai, was taking him away from Roshni, he being oblivious about the fact. But Roshni was keeping track of everything. Sharing love messages and words was immaterial for them, but that look in the eyes of serenity, of happiness, of being with each other, was the thing that counted. Raghav was losing that sight. It had never happened in their six years of togetherness where he has missed a single emotion of Roshni. It was just not possible. It was not his thing. And that was one thing that kept things alive between the two. A simple hug before leaving for work, or a hand in hand in times of pain without consoling or talking or explaining anything, a simple gesture of naughtiness, solved all the puzzles. . All these are small acts which keep a relationship’s spark bright. Where had it all gone? What was it that Roshni was drowned into. She wasn’t worried.. neither was she taking any stress about all of it. A lot had been going on at her work place lately.. missing deadlines.. rebuking boss.. jealous colleagues.. unable to grab business, were a few examples that took a toll on her. And at home, she barely conversed anything. He didn't ask and she didn't tell. He didn't see, she didn't show. He didn't care, she didn't care. And this kept on happening, until that day when she got some time to herself and thoughts on thoughts kept pouring in into her lil head. She didn't even remember the last time when he touched her.. no physical contact.. at all.! Or even asked if what was going on,assuming everything must be fine. Both of them were too busy to talk such silly stuff.

Raghav once again tries to find out the issue.

Raghav- “Now tell me, what’s wrong? Why sitting at one place for so long?”
Roshni- “Hey”. 
Coming back from her thoughts and realizing Raghav has been around for quite sometime. Her eyes were in pain, in desperation, in need. There was fear rushing in them. There was agony in them. There was everything but happiness. Raghav’s eyes was stuck on Roshni’s, without taking his eyes off her, he started getting all the answers to his questions. His pupil dilated and with every look he was realizing it had been ages, he had sat with her like that, his eyes meeting hers. It suddenly occurred to him, he had missed all of it so much.
He keeps staring her and holds her face, she’s so beautiful. He touches her hands. They’re so soft, so sensual.. he thinks. He’s missed it all.. from the time he doesn't even remembers. A rush of adrenaline goes through their bodies and give them a sense of satisfaction.. of being together.. of the divine feeling that nothing is wrong.. everything is good.. everything is smooth.. like before.
He gives her a nice long hug. Tears roll down her eyes.. of happiness and peace and relief. As if all the pain, all the trouble had vanished in one single moment. That is the power of touch. Touch of a dear one. It relieves an individual to an extent one cannot even think of! Touch can comfort us. Reassure us. Relax us. Even arouse us... Words do lie.. looks can deceive.. But a touch.. it does reveals the truth!

To touch someone you love is to acknowledge their presence and to communicate your desire for them. Touching someone regularly you love and yourself, gets the endorphins flowing, which creates a sense of caring and please, and calm the stresses of the day.
It’s the #BringBackTheTouch initiative written as a part of Indi-Happy hours on Indiblogger in association with Parachute advance Body Lotion, dedicated to all those people who haven’t lately experienced the wonderful magic of touch. Reignite the spark within yourselves for your loved ones and rekindle your passionate relationship.

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I was ten years old when I once visited Rajasthan with my family, staying with the locals near the famous temple of Goddess Kaila Devi, Karauli. Getting up early in the morning to visit the temple and doing morning rituals, gave rise to the need to defecate.. which possible only in the open.. in the nearby fields. Obviously, I got very cranky about this and disagreed as well to do it in the open. On the other hand, it was getting difficult for my parents to make some arrangement for me and unmanageable for me as I had to hold on the matter inside me for long :P. 

To my rescue, one of the family friend knew a place nearby where I could release myself from the morning torture! A public toilet! Yes, of cors, its condition was pathetic.. disgusting is the word I guess. The place was stinking and disgustingly filthy! Well, on the brighter side I didn't had to defecate in the open. Also, it was not something that I had to deal with everyday. But now, as a grown up, makes me mull over the fact that there are so many women out there who have adapted themselves to this system. 
And this adaptation to the system has engulfed the need to have the most basic necessity of an individual, to have a toilet in the house! I mean, can you beat the fact that 626 million Indians defecate in the open! It really comes as a shock to me. Also, even if there are toilets available, convincing people to refrain from open defecation and to use these toilets is a major hurdle. Two lakh fifteen thousand children under the age of five die from diarrhoea, one every second (thanks to defecating in the open), where, India has the highest number of under five deaths globally.

They say, every dark cloud has a silver lining. But what about the fact that these people have learnt to stay in that dark cloud and don’t want to see the silver lining. Isn’t the situation horrifying enough? We talk about development, education, infrastructure, economic growth and what not?! We, the youth of the nation, want to put an end to the conservatism that is ubiquitous in the country. There are men out there, Indian men, who still believe in purdah system, which is prevalent in a few villages, preventing other men to see their women, along with the fact that it (purdah) signifies honour, respect and dignity of the females, while at the same time, these same men don’t feel ashamed of the fact that their own women, including their mothers, wives and sisters, defecate in the open. Isn’t it their moral responsibility and females’ individual right to have privacy and access to a hygienic toilet? Is it too much to ask for? And where does the dignity of women go then?

Defecating in the open or lack of sanitation is a major factor for causing deadly diseases like typhoid, cholera, hepatitis, diarrhoea, etc. It can also lead to malnutrition and stunted growth in children. Also, there are strong gender impacts like lack of safety, private toilets make women and girls vulnerable to violence and is an impediment to girls’ education. Rapes and sexual molestation take place when women go out due to natures' call and search for places secluded in the hours of darkness and become prey of these demons.

Lot of initiatives have been taken by the Government of India to subsidise the construction of toilets but not much has come in hand yet. The “NO TOILETS, NO BRIDE”, slogan launched in Haryana in 2005 urging the brides to reject a groom if he did not have  the lavatory at home, didn't suffice the purpose.

The recent visit of Mr.Bill Gates to India and his meeting with the Prime Minister Narendra Modi, has really taken the subject further. This is not the kind of issue every politicians like to talk about. But Mr. Modi has done more to raise the awareness of the requirement for toilets than any other leader in the country has done so far. Creating good sanitation options for people, a safe place to poop is the need of the hour right now.
Just building the toilets is not going to solve the problem as open defecation is a practice acquired from the time people learn to walk. When they grow up in an environment where everyone does it, even if later in life they have access to proper sanitation, they will revert back to it.

Domex, the leading toilet cleaner brand of Hindustan Unilever Limited (HUL), announced the launch of Domex Toilet Academy (DTA) in November 2013. They are doing an excellent job and so far their efforts have resulted in bringing the change in Maharashtra and Orrisa and they aim to build 24,000 toilets by 2015 in areas faced with the problem of open defecation, where people do not have access to improved sanitation. Let us come together and be a part of  this campaign. #ToiletforBabli is Indibloggers’s way of contributing towards Domex initiative and making you and me a part of it.

You too can become the part of this campaign and can bring about the change in the lives of millions of kids, thereby showing your support for the Domex Initiative. All you need to do is “click” on the “Contribute Tab” on and Domex will contribute Rs.5 to eradicate open defecation for millions of kids like Babli.

This is an exciting time, not just for India, but for everyone who cares about giving the poorest people a chance to lead healthy and productive lives. With all the attention and innovation going on in these areas—from health to financial services—we have a fantastic opportunity to make an impact. It’s inspiring to see India moving to the forefront of these efforts.

This post is  written as a part of Indi-Happy hours on Indiblogger in association with Domex.

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Monday, 13 October 2014

Pages from her Diary..

Got my router yesterday and a memory card.. He's really a sweetheart.. Touchwood.. I know it's a very small thing to mention, but its just an example of his uncountable gestures.. :) He never says no to anything I need or I want.. Except for travelling..  I don't get what's with the travelling.??? I love travelling.. He too .. But I guess to a limited extent.. He enjoys the most with his friends.. And they are a big number.. I think he's been brought up that way.. Joint family.. So too many people in the house at the same time.. Then set of at least  15 friends whichever place he was studying.. Roaming.. partying.. etc etc.. That's why it's inside him to have company wherever he goes.. Movies.. Dinners.. Travelling.. Drives.. Thank God he's comfortable making love alone as a couple..!!! :D I know m being a bitch right now.. Lol.. That's ok.. One has to be a lil naughty to make the journey more interesting ;)

Can't believe m gonna complete 2 years of my marriage next week.. Time really does fly fast.. These two years have been so different in their own ways.. They have taught me so much .. They've taught me to be happy in my current system, they've taught me to adapt to this new world.. Adapt with everyone in the house and comprehend the basic nature and needs of everyone in the family.. Their moods.. Expectations.. This 'TIME'' has given me so much.. So much learning.. I was already a patient person before.. But with him I realise, I stand nowhere.. I learned to Keep Calm and keep a smile on my face even when m not happy from inside.. I think every individual goes through this phase.. Girl or boy.. Doesn't matter.. But both have to live with one another.. Share their personal space with each other and be good and comfortable about it.. So it's a Herculean task for both of them.. :) 

I had lots of plans/ goals for this year.. I have kinda accomplished the major ones.. So it's an alleviation.. It's an achievement.. Not for anyone else, for myself.. For my own good.. For my inner tranquility..! Next thing in my mind is to redefine my goals for the remaining year! 
I decided to read at least one book every month.. Last month I read 2.. :P .. I know m not very ahead of what I decided, but at least completed more than what I had decided! 

I've started working.. One of the biggest and most important goals that I had to achieve, otherwise I would surely have gone crazy..! It's not huge.. But it's a good start and something I am good at.. :) your guesses are welcome ;)
Will write about my first day at work in my upcoming posts.. 

Enough of chitter chatter for now.. Life is good.. and yeah.. Positive energy does come back to you if you stay positive..  

Will continue soon and keep in touch with you all.. :)

So stay positive and do share something about your journey.. Goals..achievements.. tid bits.. Anything that you like..Would love to hear..

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Sunday, 10 August 2014

That Angel in the Clan

My sister's CA result is out.. She's finally CA VARSHIKA GUPTA.. it feels so proud to just know the fact that we're family.. not just because she's CA right now, but coz of what she really is. A superwoman in every sense (of cors when it comes to injections and dogs and exams.. no one can ever think of competing with her in crying!! :P) Yes.. that's true.. you all must be thinking then what makes her the real superwoman..?! Well yeah.. that's right.
Examples are plenty.. 

I remember the time when I use to curse God for giving me her.. literally.. :-|
There's not a single thing that exists on earth on which we've not fought.. clothes.. shoes.. movies.. drives.. parents.. arts.. school.. teachers.. friends..  video games.. cousins.. house.. Every damn thing was a competition.. wearing a particular outfit for an outing was not a thing that mattered.. but reserving the one 2 days prior was essential..! Watching the same tv channel was immetarial but having the remote in hand and the place to sit was one damn thing that was something that made sense. I recollect that day when she had come to me to get a haircut done (as we were playing parlour-parlour) and I actually gave a haircut!! It was hilarious.. for everyone in the family and I got a good beating for that (I was only 5 then.. :D).  I still remember, being the elder one how I use to dominate her in every single thing.. I literally use to lock stuff so that she couldn't touch them behind my back!!.. Yes.. it was too much. These wars in siblings is a common story.. but then every story is special.. and Oh my God..! How can I forget competitions.. they never use to be with others.. it was always between both of us even when 100 others were participating! It was difficult (for us and above everything, it was difficult for our parents).. and that's why its all memorable..

I remember, when she left the house for like 6 months (studies obviously).. it was then, something clicked between us.. and then, me going to Pune was something huge.. for both of us. It's truly said, distance does brings people closer. And then finally my wedding. I knew she would be the one who would weep the most.. she would be the one who'll have the most heavy heart.. she would be the one who will really miss my absence in every single thing.. and it turned out all true.. it was like everyone was consoling her more than me.. :P.. that's how she is.. it was like giving your organ to someone forever and staying away from it.. Forever! The golgappas, the coffee bar, our coffee dates, coming home late deliberately.. all fearless.. coz we both knew dad won't say anything coz she's with me.. and we were having the time of our life.. the momos, the fafde.. aloo chat.. just everything.. I miss everything with her.

When I moved to Pune, It was soo hard.. in the beginning.. the middle period.. and in the end too.. there was not a single day when I didn’t miss her.. there was not a single naughty thing that I did and didn't think of her.. there was not a single fun I had and didn't wish her to be there with me.. I have always been the one making use of all the resources and have fun out of it.. making the most of my time and daring to do all possible stuff in that moment that I thought would never come back.. without caring what others will think about it or think about me.. be it my parents.. my friends.. anyone.. I always did what my heart said to do in that lil delicate moment.. while she was the opposite one.. she ain't that daring.. she always gets nervous.. if my dad had asked to be back by 10, then no matter what.. she'll be back by 9.45.. while me.. If the deadline is 10.. God.. I would never be back before 11 or something.. and that's why I always had this thing in my heart to take her to all the possible places in the world.. to show her whats really the reality.. how nasty can the world get.. to just make her feel on the top of the world.. and that's why I really use to miss her in Pune..
She has truly been the sweetheart of everyone in the family.. I've never seen someone as caring as her.. never seen someone so sensitive to others needs as her.. holding herself and me in difficult times.. taking my stand.. having faith in me.. caring for a single tear that I drop and taking every possible pain to cheer me up and bringing a smile on my face.. no one ever does that.. but she cared.. she cares.. and will care.. Always..

I once.. in a general conversation, said I love personalised gifts.. but never really got one.. while I've always gifted them to my near ones.. and yeah.. that's true.. I always longed for them.. this was quite long time back.. and she made it possible.. she gave me the best gift I ever got in my life.. a personalised gift.. a handmade card.. which was huge.. and big.. and I know it took so many sleepless nights of hers to prepare the same for me (day times were utilized for my wedding shopping.. also, I use to be around.. so it wasn't a good time to prepare it.. ;)). In words, it seems small.. but when you'll actually see the card, you'll realise what am I really talking about! It is the best that she has made so far!

Pursuing CA and sticking to that decision, is not an easy thing.. you really have to make hell lot of sacrifices.. you get to realize this when you really make them yourself.. sacrificing your sleep and training your body to take naps for set of hours persistently.. forget about visiting friends or relatives, making time to see your family or finding difficult to make time to do the essentials that your body needs.. this includes eating, bathing, peeing.. everything! Saying NO for every single thing to the person you love the most.. deleting Candy crush from your phone ( kinda big deal and the way it's fever is among the mass, I feel it might get declared as the National Game of the country.. ;P) and eventually putting your phone in the cupboard to stay from every possible person or rather distractions, sleeping at 12am and setting an alarm to be up at 5, while weeping coz of the fact that you got up at 5.15 and regretting that you wasted 15 precious minutes of your life in sleeping in which you could have studied.. Yes.. that's a lot if you ask me..! The dedication, the perseverance, the sedulousness with which she did justice to herself.. and her goals, has finally paid her off.. Finally, it's all worth it right?!!

You're a strong, brave girl.. best sister, best daughter (including me of cors :P),

Best friend, and will be THE BEST in every relation coming ahead in your life.

Just always be like this. Words will always be short as we all know what an inexplicable piece you are!

Tons of love for you.

(Thanks a lot to my readers if you have read such a long post.. and sorry for making you do read this.. :))

Happy Reading


Monday, 21 July 2014

Finally.. GYM it is..!

Joining a gym or doing an exercise was a complete NO-NO for me.. big time! The only time I had exercise in my life was in school.. Yess.. during the P.T period and Aerobics for the Sports Day :P . And I hated it (the exercise part.. obviously!!)

I know, it’s always good to work out.. it keeps you fit.. keeps your mind fresh and body healthy.. positivity.. etc etc. But thinking of going to the gym one day.. that was a distant dream for me. I always said to myself, gym I will join once I deliver a baby.. not before that.. abhi I don’t need.. m good.. and fit.. and that’s not what I think.. that’s what everyone says around.. about me :P!! 

Few of my very dear friends use to gym regularly.. No folks.. that didn’t motivate me.. they were really serious to lose weight.. few of them hardly had any.. while a few were ok kinds. Then a very close friend of mine started gyming.. she is literally lean.. underweight kinds (yeah.. that’s true).. she has a typical model figure.. no fat at all in the body.. and imagine.. she eats like a pig..!!! There was a time when she use to eat 5 days straight bahar ka khana..and still all maintained..! All I can say is, these people are really blessed..! Otherwise, if i think to eat that much bahar ka khana..God knows where will my body go!

Coming back to the point, so when she started gyming and gave me this news, like typical stereotypes, my reaction was the same.. why do u need gym..? You wanna vanish or something? You’re already so lean.. where will you go now after workout?! Obviously, I know the answers.. to stay fit.. to have mental peace.. to stay stress free.. and stuff like that. It intrigued me though, but I wasn’t fully convinced then for myself.

My husband had got enrolled himself at various gyms like a zillion times (before we met) and everytime he made the payment, he was sure he would be regular. But, God knows how regular he’d been this entire time. His routine was to go for the first 3 days in the entire 6 month plan and then chuck gym.. then join some other gym.. make promises to yourself of being regular and then we all know what would have happened. That’s why my MIL , was totally against the idea of gym..  especially if it’s about him joining. She’s like.. I know him.. better.. he won’t go.. its all waste of money..etc etc. Obviously, she was right.

It had been quite a few days, of he wanting to join the gym, but he was too lazy to get himself enrolled. It was this point that I decided I’ll go to gym wnd take him along with me and exercise and see and feel what it is like to do all that.. why are people so crazy about it.. and what is this special mental peace and positivity that people get after working out!!

Both of us started going to the gym. Early morning 6 am..! yes..  that’s true.. it feels like victory.. going so early.. being the first person to get up in the house.. being the first one to park your car and knowing you’re the first person to enter this exercise chamber! Having all the equipments by yourself and having the freedom of choosing whichever you want to do (it gets super crowded after like half an hour.. that’s why theres this happiness attached to choose the machine :D :P).  And obviously, it was a shock for all of his friends knowing that he is going to the GYM first of all.. then..REGULARLY..!! that too at 6 AM in the MORNING!!! That was kinda big deal for him.. m glad he made it.

My first day at gym was.. uumm.. how should I put it.. nervous I guess. Yes.. that’s true.. I did not know any of the stuff or info about gym.. its machines.. exercises.. timing.. breaks.. duration.. nothing at all. I was a complete naïve to it. As my exercise card was not ready, so I did cardio on the first day.

Trainer -  Do treadmill for 15 min.. cross trainer for 15 min.. stepper for 15 min and cycling for 10min.

Me – what on earth is he talking about? And what are these machines? Yeah..  treadmill sounds familiar. Can you please tell me how to start?

Trainer- Yeah sure. Stand on it. Lay your upper body a little forward and put your hands on the handle. Don’t go back and maintain the grip and be firm.

Me- Cool!

Doing treadmill and all the rest of the workout was good fun. It felt different. It was like, oh my God..!! M finally exercising.. I did it for like almost an hour.. awesome man..!!

It was funny initially to ask about how to use the machines initially.. but what else could I have done.. I had no clue about any of them.  The strength session was funny. First thing, I didn’t know anything about that as well.. so I made it very clear to the trainer that its my first time at the gym and I have no idea about any of the stuff that people do here, so you have to gimme a demo at every machine.. :P.. LOL.. Second, I lifted the lightest of all the weights and got to hear this from the trainer, “Mummy  kuch khaane ko ni deti kya..?! Dhooodh ni peeti ho kya?! Bachpan mein kuch khilaya pilaya ni kya gharwalon ne?! and stuff like that..! God..!! it was hilarious.. but I wasn’t embarrassed.. I was like.. fine.. m not able to lift it now, coz m new to all of it.. but I will.. real soon..!

And how can forget to tell you, how obsessed I got with my weight initially. I use to weigh myself every single day. After starting all the workout, I started gaining weight.. made me wonder.. what non sense..!!! when I was eating all kachra, then my weight was stable.. and now when m eating all healthy.. working out as well and I am putting on.. what is wrong with this equation..?!

But thankfully, its stable again. I guess, it was the first time something like this was happening with my body, that’s why it was going a lil weird.

It always brings a smile on my face when I think of the initial days I spent at the gym. Its good though to work out. And yessss.. it does make you feel positive and less stressed out.. and you get to see all the categories of people.. few reducing weight.. few reducing inches.. few body building.. and people try so hard to stay in shape.. which is good..  and seeing them, you get motivation for yourself and all charged up for the next morning.

You guys too heard all this from your trainers? Do share.. 

Happy Exercising


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