Amico!

Few stories just touch your life, few incidences make a home in your heart and never leave that place, a few moments just pass by and we don’t even realize! And the people behind these memories gradually become the MAINS in life – they become the permanent ones!

It was in grade 5 that these three girls met, gelled up and now were inseparable besties! From sharing their tiffin to sharing the first crushes they have even cried nights together on their first heart breaks! Both had a different mindset, a distinctive idea about life and life goals but still neither of the two took smallest decisions without each other! But then this blog happens to just describe one of two darlings – because it is her day today!

Samy, (my future wedding dress designer!!) a girl with a thousand dreams in her eyes, she holds a spark which can illuminate the lives of her loved ones and even burn out the one who thinks ill about her bestie (that’s me!). Our meet was destined at school – Stella Maris High School, where we gelled up as “good friends” with those lunch time talks and assignments. Later, this good friend bond was taken to a next level during the tuition classes. All this happened, when we chose walking with our bicycles then to riding them home so that we could steal some extra time and complete our talks about everything and anything, when we saved our pocket money to treat our choosy tongue with paani-puri, when we went for extra classes so that we could enjoy during the breaks. Life was fun then. It was only about school to home to tuitions to back home again. Never did we thought much about the economic depression of India neither did the ruling parties ever affect us! With farewell in school everyone was lost, people whom we knew for nearly 12 years were now just known strangers. A few stayed back for a year or so and they too were lost – but these girls are still with me. It’s about 18 years and we proudly celebrate every day as a friendship day! It isn’t that we meet up daily or we hangout every weekend. At times it happens that for months we don’t see each other, but the bond remains the same!

Samy, you have really been the best accident of my life! The best “jhagdalu-friend”, the best dumbo, the best melo-drama queen, the typical Punekar-foodie who is ever hungry, the tulsi baug to hong-kong lane wali “i-don’t-bargain” girl, my secret box, my gossip girl whose every call starts – Ae Aishe, tula mahiti ka kay zala, my designer, angry bird and the words might fall short to describe the versatility in this girls behaviour, rather in simple words her mood swings!

Samy, you indeed mean a lot to me (and even Cee). I know tu thoda irritating ahes! But it is okay, we are fine with it! Have a wonderful year ahead darling. Stay blessed and keep smiling because I have enough problems and always new mess to be solved by you!

HAPPIEST BIRTHDAY SAMY!!

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Angarki Chaturthi!

This was a very innocent question I asked my Maa every single time from the time I started fasting on Chaturthi! – “Maa, why is it called Angarki Chaturthi and what is so special about it?” And she would reply when chaturthi falls on Tuesday it is Angarki!

Finally after nearly 7-8 years of Chaturthi I come to know the entire story of Angarki Chaturthi!

So Angarak literally means “red like burned coal”

So Angarak was son of Mother Earth and Rishi Bhardwaj who was great devotee of Lord Ganesha. Lord Ganesha was impressed by Anagarak’s devotion and he asked him to express a wish which Ganesha could accomplish!

Angarak promptly replied – that he wanted his name to be associated with Bappa forever, and there it goes Ganesha granted him a wish that every chaturthi that falls on Tuesday will be named as Angarki Chaturthi

So to all the Bappa fans – Happy Angarki!

(आणि पुणेकर असाल तर एकदा दगडूशेठ ला नक्की भेट द्या!!!!)

(Picture credits – Sachin Mane)

Merry Christmas!

It is that part of the year where I miss my school days! Being in an convent school where we had sisters, brothers, mothers, fathers and friends – it was a perfect family at school. Today after nearly 6 years that schooling is done I do miss that “Christmas play” , The Santa, that crib decoration competition, every year’s birth story of Baby Jesus! Oh My God those carols and jingles were boring at that time but now even when I accidentally hear one of them it makes me feel so blessed being part of Stella Maris High School!

And yeah! It would be most wonderful gift of Santa if we could have a get-together – a reunion of school friends in those school premises with all those teachers who once pulled our ears and made us what we are today!

Christmas – is thanksgiving was what one of my teacher said is school, saying thank you does not change the scenario but it does make the person feel special and recognized!

So this Christmas I heartily thank all those school mates, the teaching as well as non teaching staff and each and every person who made school life a wonderful memory for lifetime!!

 

Ira Ki Kahaniya!

Principles in life are very important! They help you survive when you are hit hard by tough situations; they help you make right decisions and in setting your priorities in life, especially in this fast-changing world which is full of uncertainties. Ira ki Kahaniyan is the author’s attempt to share his life’s principles in the form of poetry. Since the book is aimed at educating children, the author reinforces the importance of hard work, relationships, friendship, good health, living in the moment, education, equality, power of dreams, importance of karma, festivals, patriotism, environment and gratitude through a wise little girl, Ira.

One more reason why I am including this book in my blogs is that the author has decided to share all its proceeds (from book sale) with CRY (Child relief and You). To aid its sales, I want this to reach out to schools, libraries, children’s centers catering to diverse segments of children in addition to your own circle of friends and family. This fun-filled unique book of wisdom, will help storytelling by teachers, enhance reading competency in children and make all involved fall in love with ideas and words!

The book is already published and is on amazon

Also Bulk bookings are possible

Dad and Daughters (2)

This one is from Bride-to-be to her dearest Dad

Well, this goes to that dearest person of life, who might seem very happy today, welcoming the guests there, serving everyone, smiling back to every smile that is caught by him!! This is what the world sees him like!!!!

But Papa, I did notice you a day before (i.e. a day before the marriage) staring at my childhood photos late night, I did see you quietly stepping in my room and just patting my forehead, I did catch a glimpse of you proudly looking through all my trophies and silently just faking a smile. Papa, the world might feel that it’s the best day of life, but deep inside I do know you stand there and cry bitterly, you just wish you could hold on more with the time! Somewhere comes a memory and you remember the first time I spoke a word, the first time I made the tea with buttermilk and you still sipped it like the most tasty drink on earth, the times I came home crying and complaining of someone bullying me at school and you had so much to shout at me for saying be brave I am not going to follow you everywhere but the fact was you were there every time a princess needed his King. Though I am stepping a new phase of life for which you are happiest, the smile does speak out saying – Just a day more with my princess, that just one more cup of tea in evening when mom and you had that Tu-Tu Mai-Mai arguments, that just once more we hold each other’s hand and walk through the nursery campus, just one more time that we could play teacher-teacher and you be my student whom I literally punished on not doing homework, just one more day when we had those cushion fights, unending chit chats, top secrets from Mumma!!

And the night ended, it was the Day, yes it was my wedding day, with a tired mind and weary eyes you still looked the best – My Super Hero. Gradually the day had so many ceremonies and you were somewhere trying to steal a little more time from the clock to stop and so that once again in that red lehenga I would be your smallest doll and we played all sort of games! I did notice all of it, because Papa people understand you by words, but we understood each other by eyes! Finally, came the heaviest part of the day – Bidaai. The last person I wanted to hug was you, because I knew it was going to be an ocean of emotions flowing from both the sides. And then when I hugged you, uncontrollable from both sides had a breakdown of so many memories – and the last wish I asked from you was – Papa the same way I held your little finger and walked to my Pre-school, (crying as if the world was gonna end) I wanna walk down with you, to start my new life where you still remain to be my Super Hero!!!

I just want you to know dad that yeah, as you always said, I am your son. Don’t ever hesitate to call your son back home when you still feel like drinking that evening tea, when you still feel like gossiping when Mumma’s around making her get so jealous of what exactly is cooking up in us!!!

Forever your Princess!!

Imagica!

A wonderful day at Adlabs Imagica – It was truly beyond imagination!! The fun, the thrill and everything was so damn exciting!!! It was truly one of its kind experience with the most amazing people (a group of around 80-85 people from all ages!)…

Sundays like these can’t just be got over so easily!! One more thing – Hats off to all the engineers and master minds behind the construction of unimaginable destination of enjoyment – IMAGICA!!

Personally, I enjoyed the Deep Space ride, The Rajasauraus, The Scream Ride and The Nitro one!! I could feel that fear and thrill both dancing through my stomach to my eyes which met the enthusiastic air through my huge screams!!!