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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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 (1)

This is may be a voice of every small girl to her dad (Indian middle-class family who has his job from morning 8 to say something 6 in the evening)
Papa, today I had a holiday and was waiting for this day from past one week, so that I could tell you my school stories, so that I could make your hair like Justin Bieber, so that I could tie two ponies and put my favourite nail colour on your nails!! I was planning about the day with you so that I could create some memories in my childhood.
Baba, you know I do miss you a lot, When I get up you are already on your way to office, running with your tiffin and you just come back after reaching the door to kiss me a good day to school. Starting the day with your beautiful smile I get ready for my school, dreaming of a day that one day atleast your office goes on strike so that you could leave me to school, so that we could have so many talks and I could tell you how bitterly I miss your hugs and how badly I need you! Back then, when you come home, I am at my dance classes and by the time I come home you are either hooked in to some important presentation for the next day or planning about the monthly budget or may be simply chalking out the expenses of house!! Without disturbing you I just observe you or probably sometimes come and help you with my so called extra fast mathematics additions which you give me so that I don’t start with my chatter box 😉😉!!
The time being so bad it just flies off when you are at home!!
So today, I have decided that the day is ours! I will tell you all the fairy tales I watch on Disney, today I will teach you how to write and how to draw, you know I even learnt to paint a little, Papa, we will also go shopping , I wanna get a new pair of socks for you because yesterday I did notice you hiding your leg behind the chair because of the torn patch on the socks! I wanna show you all the stars I got for neat writing, I wanna spend a morning with you watching the sun touch the sky, I wanna walk a mile with you and see the sun setting, I wanna show you the moon plays hide and seek with me through my bedroom window!
Papa, I was really happy today, because I had a holiday and was gonna spend the entire day at home till the time your phone rang and you had an emergency meeting scheduled in an hour!
I was upset! I was about to cry and the minute you said I have promised the day with my princess, let the meeting be postponed I just ran and hugged you! I had my world with me! I had the most amazing memory of my childhood crafted today!!

(To all the dearest fathers!!! Spend more and more time with your daughters, because tomorrow when you might have time your daughter might have been wedded off!! And you spend hours with all the childhood photos where you were missing due to some important meeting, a business tour or some other upcoming project!!)

Luckiest daughters ever!!!! Papa love you alot

Bewafaa

अरसो बाद आज कलम उठायी थी
जुटाकर कुछ ल्फझ लिखी अपनी कहानी थी
तेरी उस सफाई से की बेवाफाई को शब्दो मै उतारणा चाहा हमने
तब अल्फाझों ने भी हार मान ली हमारे इस टुटे दिल से
कहा उन अल्फाझों ने इस टुटे टुकडे से
रोकर तो वक्त बीत जाएगा
अश्को से बस्स दामन भिग जाएगा
पर इस घायल भरोसे को मरहम अब कोन लगाएगा
सिमटकर अपने आसू जवाब मै उस दिल ने बस इतना कहा
कि आज भी रुखा हूं की कही वो आ जाये
आकर हमे अपने साथ ले जाये

क्योकी
जितनी सफाइ से तुने बेवफाई की थी
उतनी ही शिद्दत से मोहब्बत हमने भी तो की थी

Nomad

I would love to be nomad than a tourist…

I would love to roam with essentials – air, water and clothes than the well packed bag

I would rather enjoy sweaty day than the extra makeup for a photoshoot

Nomadic life – one of kind adventure…

Bag pack to Goa!!!!

Ready for adventures!!! A ticket and essentials is all packed up!!!

With empty mind to hold on a thousand memories!!!

Oops!! Normally abnormal

I would like to open the blog with an question which you may answer at the end!
“Is this normal!? ”
It was “his” message, I will be there within an hour and it was Topsy turvy situation for me!!

I mean…. That dried throat…those butterflies in my tummy… the clock where minutes seemed to be ticking slow… the world seemed to be more colorful
The blue color box which has few colors spill on its outside out of nowhere seemed to be something so very filmy… Like the blue sky with colorful rainbow on it!!

I was fine just few minutes before reading a novel and sipping my coffee… All of sudden after that blink on my phone it feels like the breeze is touching my cheeks and making me feel more in love… The chirping birds are singing love songs… And the setting sun is painting the sky just for us!!

And a little later… I looked at myself in mirror with idiotic thoughts like…. OMG!!! Is this something like multiple personality disorder or is the heart that is pumping like the basket ball tribles once it is bounced showing signs of some cardiac arrest?!? The eyes visualizing him in every corner of my room was shouting about my madness and gush of thousands of pretty smilez on my face!

I was standing in the window which I hardly even look at… More then 10 glimpses down the lane searching a familiar face and ears all alert to hear his bike honk out loud!! (whereas honking normally irritates me to its peak)
A girl who normally has messy hair and clumsy attire is my description for own self (and I don’t have any arguments on the same😉😉)… Just took a look saying… Is my skin too oily… Am I too stout… This shirt is fine, right!? And what not… But then next minute I setlled down with my empty coffee mug like… Oh… Any ways he loves me in my pimple face or that complete make up wala face… So rest again!!!

It was 7th time on the lazy Saturday evening that I took tons of efforts to go downstairs and see whether he has come!! And nearly every second minute my poor cell phone was disturbed to check out whether he has come!

I was confused….

WHAT IS THIS???

And just typing this all in my words on my laptop… As my fingers moved on keyboard, there comes a hand guiding my fingers to end the blog as
“THIS IS LOVE – a heart to heart connection of one soul to the other”
Standing right behind me… There he had come with my favorite chocolates peeping out of his pocket!!!

(And Wow!!! What a beautiful way to end the blog was he writing the closing line)