My Newest Pal

Hey friends, say hello to my newest friend. It is one of the best gifts I have ever received. It is a Gulmohar plant planted on my behalf on World Environment Day by a dear friend of mine. I named the Gulmohar plant after my nick name Chinky. 🙂

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Isn’t she so adorable ? I hope one day she grows up to be a lovely shady tree spreading around a lot of warmth and love. I have a special fondness towards plants and I believe there is so much to learn from them. They give so selflessly without expecting anything in return. They take in the carbon dioxide and breathe out fresh air. They take away our worries and irks and greet us with shelter and shade when life is shining too bright at us. One of my ideas of a Dream house is that it should be having a huge garden where I can plant my favorite flowers and trees and spend some time every morning talking to them (Oh yes, they do listen and they do respond. I have read online about green thumbing.).

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Leaves, Branches and Roots in our Life : Munching Memories

I read a really beautiful story online yesterday and I was so deeply moved, I couldn’t resist sharing it with you all. The essence of the story is :

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Life Tree

Life is like a tree. The people in your life are either three things.

Some people are in your life for a short period….

Others there for a few years….

And a few others are there for a lifetime….

They are either a leaf, a branch or a root on your life tree.

Around some time in my life, I was deeply devastated on a personal loss. I wept and begged, but nothing seemed to work. It was like I had fallen deep into a pit, from which I simply couldn’t come out. With every passing day, I fell in deeper and deeper. Then one fine day, old friends came by. They threw me a ladder; and helped me climb, a step at a time. Today, I am so much thankful and indebted to them that my words defy me to express my gratitude.

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Oh Mother, What would I do without You ?

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Mom & Me ❤

Mothers are God’s angels from heaven. Their love is unconditional. They are our first teachers, first friends, first role models.

Today, on Mother’s day, I am 530 kilometres away from my family to be precise. And seeing pictures of everyone on Facebook with their mom’s, makes me miss home way too much. Mom, I really miss you and love you lots !!

A small poem dedicated to all the beautiful mother’s around the world :

After nine months of excruciating pain,
You welcomed me to the world, with a smile on your face.

With tears of joy, you held me close to your heart,
Oh mother, without you I would have been only a dream.

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Turn off the Music, Please

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P.S.: This is a little lengthy post. Kind of a short story. Please read till the very end 🙂

At times, some things we usually do, sink deep within us, without even our realization. And then they become an integral part of our daily lives. I like listening to music and love going on shopping sprees, especially on “Deal Days” (as I call it 😉 ). Just a mile away from my office, there is a mini supermarket; I’d go at least once a week. While leaving from work, I would tune into my ear phones and put some loud music and head out shopping. I would be there, but I wouldn’t be there. Physically, I would be in a store; mentally, I would be lost in some thoughts or be pondering over the lyrics of the song, I love listening to so much. Since I stay close by, I would often walk to my office or walk back home in evening. Listening to music or talking over the phone on my way is always implied.

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Mumbai Musings – My Encounter with Kindness

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“Mumbaiiii” just this one word is enough to personify the vibrant and electrifying spirit of this city. Call it Mumbai or call it Bombay or even call it Bambai just the name is enough to bring a sparkle to your eyes. Mumbai, with its “Always on the go” lifestyle will never fail to show you what dynamism is.  “Static”, “Passive”, “Slow and Steady” are words just absent from the dictionary of this city and every person connected to it. This city never  sleeps. Even at 3 am you can wander around Marine Lines and find hawkers selling you bhel and chaat. At 12 am, Dadar station is as crowded as the Delhi streets at 4 pm. At 5 am you can see people starting their day having small naps in the local trains while commuting to their destinations. EVERYONE and EVERYTHING is ACTIVE here.

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