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29 on 29

One uptight Bengali joint family. One mad Punjabi house of ‘Pinky Phulka Lao’. One very controversial, yet consensual wedding. Twenty-nine years of wedded bless. She grooves to Daler Mehndi. He worships W.A.Mozart. He does the dishes. She cooks like a wonder. She preserves. He disposes. Both love unconditionally. Through their differences, they have grown stronger. Happy twenty-ninth, Ma-Baba. No child could wish for more. June 29, 1983 | Calcutta  June 29, … Continue reading “29 on 29” →

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Bleeding Hart

It has been a really long time since I sat down and actually enjoyed football. I can clearly recall how the parents and I would sit down after dinner to watch the late matches of some FIFA World Cup. Baba would take a print out of the schedule and I would dutifully update it. The 2010 World Cup was an absolute blur and owing to my rubbish Gurgaon PG I didnt … Continue reading “Bleeding Hart” →

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Good To Be

Its good to be at peace. To not to have to think twice before speaking. To hear the chirping of the cuckoo clock which is a year older than I am. To see an actual bath-tub in the bathroom. To experience uninterrupted electricity supply. To have healthy meals on time. To watch football on a flat-screen with Ma and Baba. To know that the sea is just around the corner. … Continue reading “Good To Be” →

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Glory in the Flower

What though the radiance which was once so brightBe now for ever taken from my sight,Though nothing can bring back the hourOf splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;We will grieve not, rather findStrength in what remains behind; — I came across this verse by Wordsworth yesterday. He talks about the overcoming. The absolute necessity to stand up once you have fallen, time and again. The deriving strength … Continue reading “Glory in the Flower” →

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Country Roads

The exhilaration at booking tickets to go home is incomparable. Right out the window To familiar sights, people I love and the ocean. Here I come.

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Secrets and Lies

“In a time of universal deceit, telling the truth is a revolutionary act.” – George Orwell. I spent all of last week watching the American crime series – Criminal Minds. Usually not a huge fan of gore, there was something about it that kept me gripped. The series follows a team of profilers from the FBI’s Behavioral Analysis Unit (BAU) based in Quantico, Virginia who determine the cause of a … Continue reading “Secrets and Lies” →

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In a Paris state of mind..

So today I spent almost all day collecting and pinning pictures of the Eiffel Tower to a new board on Pinterest.   I saw the majestic structure in person when I was younger; along with some bikini clad Frenchwomen. But I can remember neither clearly.   Although the Tour De Eiffel has been a world landmark, there’s so much we do not know about it! For example, this beauty was … Continue reading “In a Paris state of mind..” →

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Bored.com

I’m terribly bored. I have no work. I will not ask for more. This weekend will not be fun. I don’t know where all the money has gone. So I invaded Richa’s blog to find another of the tag posts and at least this will help me spend half an hour of this very long Friday. 1. Where is your cell phone? On my deks :p2. Your significant other? There … Continue reading “Bored.com” →

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Tuesdays at Morrison

Who goes drinking on Tuesday nights? Four girls. Cafe Morrison. Drama. Many laughs. “V”. Long Island Ice Teas. An unending slice of chocolate cake.  Waay to many Cosmopolitans attributable to Ladies Night. John Mayer singles. Spicy potato sliders. Bhardwaj, Shukla and their tall drinks! Yes, thats an iPhone! With a lavender cover! Thank you for letting me hold it, Milan ♥ There was minimum talk about work. I havent laughed this … Continue reading “Tuesdays at Morrison” →

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The Second Sunday of May

Since yesterday was Mother’s Day, it gives me immense happiness to reflect into how blessed I am to be born to mine. For so very many reasons.  ♥ Did you know that the official Mother’s Day flowers are carnations?