Friday, October 5, 2012


Do not go where the Path may Lead. Go instead where there is No Path & Leave a Trail :)

Image courtesy : This pic was taken on hubby's birthday near Sankey Tank by me. :D A pigeon might have accidentally walked on the cement floor before it dried. Isn't it cute?

Tuesday, September 25, 2012


However cold the night is,
However bad the time,
Whatever may happen, 
A warm sunrise will come soon!

Image courtesy: Me and my dear hubby! Thank you Sunil for taking me to the beach in Pondicherry so early in the morning so that I could witness and capture the beautiful butterscotch-y sunrise!

Sunday, July 8, 2012

Pic of the Week!

Life is like a hanging bridge. You walk with the right balance between right and left; and you can cross it safely. You walk without balance and you cause trouble to yourself as well as to those around you.

P.S. A little off balance is also fun. How boring will life be without problems?

Image clicked by me in Kemthur, Karnataka, India. 

Sunday, July 1, 2012

Happy Birthday to my blog :)

I think I have told already that even though I started this blog back in 2009, I had started writing seriously with this post on July 1st 2011. Yes, you got it right - exactly one year back. And just one week back, the page-views crossed 20,000. All I have to say is - thank you so much for your love. Please keep reading my blogs and inspire me to write more and better by commenting on my blog posts.

So it is a new year for my blog. So I am starting something new for this year. Whenever I find myself in a beautiful place, I have started clicking pictures with my digital camera like a maniac (because if hubby sees me not using the camera, he will snatch it from me and won't give it back). I will try my best to share one every week. Here I go with the picture for this week. I had clicked it in a village in Karnataka called Kemthur. :) 

Let me know how is it. :)

Monday, June 18, 2012

Kaash Mein Tere Haseen Haath Ka Kangan Hota!

For the first time, I would be posting someone else’s work in my blog. Different websites give different information about the poet. Majority of the sites say that Wasi Shah is the poet.
I love the poem a lot. So romantic. So just sharing with you all. Also there is translation in brackets. Hope you like it. 

Kaash Mein Tere Haseen Haath Ka Kangan Hota
(I wish I were the bangle on your beautiful hand)

Tu Bade Pyar Se Chao Say Bade Maan K Saath
Apni Naazuk Si Kalayi Mein Chadhati Mujh Ko
(With lots of love and care, you would have worn me)

Aur Betaabi Se Furqat K Khizan Lamho Mein
Tu Kisi Soch Me Doobi Jo Ghumaati Mujh Ko
(When lost in tension or impatience or sorrow, you would absent-mindedly turn me)

Mein Tere Hath Ki Khushboo Say Mehak Jata
(I would also get the fragrance of your hand)

Jab Kabhi Mood Mein Aa Kar Mujhay Chooma Karti
Tere Honton Ki Hidat Say Dahak Sa Jaata
(Whenever you kiss me while you are lost in thoughts of someone special, I would feel a sweet shock at the contact of your lips)

Raat Ko Jab Bhi Tu Neendon Kay Safar Pay Jaati
Mar Mari Haath Ka Takiya Banaya Karti
(At night, while, on your journey of sleep, you make your hand your pillow,)

Mein Tere Kaan Say Lag Kar Kayi Baatein Karta
Teri Zulfein Tere Gaal Ko Chooma Karta
(I would whisper sweet nothings in your ear; I would kiss your cheek and hair.)

Mujh Ko Bay Taab Sa Rakhta Teri Chahat Ka Nasha
(My craving for you will always intoxicate me.)

Mein Teri Rooh K Gulshan Mein Mehakta Rehta
(I would spear fragrance in the garden of your soul.)

Mein Tere Jism K Aangan Mein Khanakta Rehta
(I would make beautiful sounds on the garden of your beautiful hands.)

Kuch Nahi To Ye Bay Naam Sa Bandhan Hota
(If nothing else, we would atleast be bound in this nameless relationship)

Kaash Mein Tere Haseen Haath Ka Kangan Hota
(I wish I were the bangle on your beautiful hand)

To the poet: First of all, lovely poem. I am a fan of yours. If I have made any mistake in translating your poem, please forgive me.

To all those waiting to spring upon me for the word-translation mistakes here, I tried my best to translate the meaning of the line as well as trying not to sound cheesy or funny. I have tried to translate what he meant rather than what each word meant. Thank you, Shobhit, for helping me with the translation.

Images courtesy: My hubby. Thank you, Sunil, for patiently clicking so many pics of my hand even though you were so tired.

Monday, May 21, 2012

'Coz of her?

Note: This is not a feminist post. Just a thought on the instant reactions on situations.

The other day I was watching a movie called Troy with my husband. He had already watched the movie but I was watching it the first time. Even before the movie started, he started saying that the whole thing has happened because of one woman. Out of curiosity I watched the whole movie. Once I finished the movie, I realized it was not her fault at all! She had been suffering from a forced marriage with an old man. Finally when she found true love in another man (the younger prince of Troy), she fled with him. Later her husband’s ego made him persuade his brother (King of Greece) to destroy Troy and became successful. Is finding her true love and making it a reality of her life wrong? If it is, then does it mean that she should strangle her happiness for the sake of her husband who understands only one language called power?

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Football Madness

One Sunday afternoon, I was happy to be in a mall. It was a long time I had gone window shopping (for those who find this ridiculous, gals like it a lot). We entered the mall to find the different clothes and people in their own world. I stopped at a black T-Shirt and my hubby dragged me away. I understood his concern as I had 7 black t-shirts already. Then I stopped near the designer saris and I wanted a moment there. So as usual, hubby told me to be there and he will go to the men’s wear side. When I was done with my drooling over the saris, I searched for him and found him exactly where I found him the last time. He was desperately searching for some particular t shirt. All the t-shirts said Manchester united for life or Chelsea. His search was in vain. There was not even one Liverpool t shirt. I knew what to expect next. He grumbled some bad words and then swore that next time if there is no Liverpool t-shirt, he is going to burn the Manchester t-shirts.

If you had asked me about Football in Feb 2010, I would have said that it is just a game and I have watched it in the Hindi movie Dhan Dhana Dhan Goal (because of John Abraham) and I really like the Billo Rani song. Like many other Indians, the only game I watched was cricket, that too only the one day matches where Indian team is playing. And like a true patriot, I don’t miss the India vs Pakistan match. If you had asked me in Feb 2011, I would have said that Football is match with a team called Liverpool (I gathered this info strategically from him so that I could gift him a Liverpool accessory For Valentine’ day). But after getting married and buying a TV set, my notions about Football changed. Thanks to hubby, I started watching with him, gave it a chance, trying to understand why people (from a country where hockey is the national sport and cricket is a religion) are so crazy about football.

Sunday, May 13, 2012

The Moment You Told Me

Never had I ever dreamt about this,
I feel like I have worn rose glasses!
Life neva seemed so beautiful,
Everthing changed, the moment you told me..

I've changed so much myself,
I just cannot believe,
This tomboyish gal is now so girlish,
Feeling so beautiful like never before..

Every sun ray seems warmer,
Every flower look more beautiful,
Everyone looks so cheerful,
From the moment you told me..

When fallin in love or in your words,
Neva had I felt all this..
Neva had I thought
I would tell u all this..

I had thought in this new life,
I would lose my freedom.
But I'm feeling like a free bird
From the moment you told me..

We used to speak for hours together,

Topics used to pour in without knowledge..
Now like crazy we spend time in silence sighing
Without speaking a word over the line..

I used to come runnin to meet you travelling miles,
But now.. I'm nervous when I think
How to react when I meet you,
From the moment you told me..

Still I miss you badly ever moment,
And I always want to speak to you.
At times I wonder what is this feeling..
The feeling that is beyond love..

Had you not told me,
I would not have experienced this happiness..
I'm constantly on the seventh heaven,
From the moment you told me.. 

Images courtesy

Thursday, May 3, 2012

Our First Wedding Anniversary

It is a really long time I have written anything here. Life has been too busy with lots of trips to native as well as racing to fulfill my career dreams. I guess it is also a bit late to write about this topic. It was last week my husband and I had completed a year of marital life.

Wedding anniversaries are really special to every couple. But the first one? It comes only once and it happens to be much more special than the 2nd. 3rd and so on. At least that is what I imagined. 

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