Sunday, January 24, 2016

Richer, Wilder and Divine

Books take you places,
You have never been.
Books tell you about lives,
Untouched and unseen.

Secret stories of joy and tears,
Carved on those scribbled pages.
Unfolding truth wrapped in layers,
Books create the adventure at every stage.

Books make you cry,
In the happiest of times.
And make you smile,
When you are weary and fragile.

Books give you million characters,
As if you know them well.
They shape you, build you,
And live in your heart forever.

Books let you live,
thousand of lives.
And give you the experiences,
Richer, wilder and divine.

I am thankful to my mother for making me friends with books at age 3. She has given me the best habit of all time - reading!

Care until next time!

Thursday, December 31, 2015

Happy New Hopes!

Tomorrow will bring a new present,
Hiding twelve magical months underneath.

An unseen box of dreams and dares,
Courage and Destiny will have their own share.

A new canvas for creating memories,
With Love, laughter and sweet reverie.

A new hope for a better society
With less ignorance and uncertainty, 

A new zeal for being right at every stance,
With blend of justice and righteousness.

Tomorrow will bring a new present,
But, today! Let's not forget.

Take the learnings from today,
And remember them by heart.

And make them stepping stones,
For an unwritten future, which tomorrow unfolds.

**It feels like yesterday when 2015 started and here we are, bidding adieu to 2015 and getting ready for the welcome of 2016. Time flies. Years come and go and leave their imprints on our heart and soul. They make us a better person with every moving day. 

I would like to take the opportunity to wish all my readers a very promising upcoming year. May you achieve all your set goals for 2016.

Care until next time!

Thursday, December 24, 2015

The 140 characters dilemma

Gone r d days whn msging ws rstrictd 2 140 chars.

Yes, you guessed it perfectly right. This is one of the ranting posts. 
Gone are the days when messaging was restricted to 140 characters per SMS and We used to pay money for each SMS sent. Both the facts hold true today as well, but I feel WhatsApp and Messenger have somewhat replaced the SMS.

Nowadays, people send messages through WhatsApp and Facebook Messenger. You pay for the data plan and then you are set to use any such messaging service which uses the Internet. Time has changed, things have changed for better but some people haven't.

I do not understand the usage of 'textese' when WhatsApp messaging has no character limit (as far as I know) and Facebook, as a matter of fact, gives you the ability to post status which are 63,206 characters long (You can almost write a part of novel in your Facebook post!)

Sometimes, it takes more time to understand what the actual meaning is. Is it LOL(laughing out loud) or LOL(lots of love) or LOL(lots of leftovers)? Does 121 mean 'One to one' or is this some network provider's customer care dial code? Does CYA mean 'See Ya' or 'Cover your a**' ?

I wonder, if one day, Facebook and WhatsApp would start charging for every incorrect word sent (At least, I hope they start doing that). 

The 140 characters dilemma has gone. In comparison to the past, today, technology has given us many more options to communicate with each other and we should not corrupt the usage of language while using the technology(At least, when you can afford to not corrupt it unlike the past).

Words are magical and mightier than the sword but when used incorrectly, they kill themselves and hit like weapons.  At the end of my ranting session, I would just like to say:

Because, shortcut ruins the beauty and elegance of those mystical words and their linked emotions.

Care until next time!

P.S. - Plz dnt 4get to shr if u like d blog

Monday, October 12, 2015

Falling For Her..

He was polite and 
More than humble.
She was such beauty,
That anyone could stumble.

He used to stare at her,
While roaming in his place.
And She used to walk,
with steps full of grace.

He never felt so contented,
In his life before.
And she was bestowed,
With joy totally pure.

He was falling every
moment, in love with her.
As she was the cutest puppy,
On the face of this mother earth.

Saturday, September 26, 2015

Paint it bright, Paint it right!

Painting reminds me of memories, sweet little memories of my childhood. It makes me nostalgic. It reminds me about those old days when, my parents used to think about thousand different shades before finalising one and me and my brother used to help them. Ah! the sweet, sunny memories.

I think, each family do a house cleaning and painting every year at least once. Some people do it on festivals and other choose special occasion. Paint not only keep your house good looking and refreshed, It also keeps your mood happy. After all, who doesn’t want to live in a clean and well maintained home?

Choosing the colour and getting the right shade can be a quite tiring task. Bed bath & More has come up with a smart paint finder where you can pick up the ‘theme’ of your choice from the existing collection or you can create your own. Each theme has a bunch of different shades relating to the theme.

There are different categories of shopping based upon your theme. You can shop under bedding, bath, furniture, decor, dining & kitchen categories.

Bed Bath & More also deals in expert advice for your home decor. You can find the home decor experts under ‘Pros’ tab and contact them on your own.

There are pre-existing themes under Themes. One can choose from this exquisite collection. I am not a very ‘morning person’ but I like sunshine and the various different colours, it brings with it. I feel alive when I mull over sweet little memories of life and try to find inspiration and motivation from them, for the future.

Hence, I chose ‘Retro Feel’ theme. This theme gave me sunny, lemony yellow colour of my choice. I visualised the virtual rooms in ‘lemon burst’ shade.

Theme Card

This is how the #paintfinder looks like. You can customise the shade and add that to your shade card and paint sheet.

Paint Finder

Below are some pictures of the room preview. You can view the virtual rooms in full preview as well. The Paint finder tools gives you the option to choose from different kinds of rooms.

Room Preview 
Virtual Room Preview

Virtual Room Preview

You can order the shade card or paint sheet for the real look. Overall, I found the #paintfinder tool very interactive. You can not only visualise the look and feel of paint shade. You can calculate the cost based upon square feet of you room and the quality of paint. I think, it’s a great investment in terms of time and money before you actually invest in paint cost.

So, What are you waiting for? Paint your home in that imaginary shade of yours and live your dream in your newly painted home. I bet, you will feel the creativity. So, Paint it bright! Paint it right.

I am participating in the #PaintFinder activity in Association with BlogAdda & Bed Bath & More

Wednesday, September 23, 2015

Life Teaches Us..

Life teaches us lessons,
Through every battle we fight,
Stick it into your mind,
It’s an experience - not easy and light.

Life teaches us to dream
With every second we live,
Dreams of beauty, dreams of peace.
Dreams that keep our hopes alive.

Life teaches us to be forgiving,
To others and to ourselves,
Forgetting the wrongs,
And aiming for righteousness.

Life teaches us survival,
In good and in bad,
Key is the will-power,
That’s all, you should have.

Pic Credit : Google

Tuesday, September 15, 2015

My Dear Blog!

Oh my dear blog,
Don’t be so sad.
I am finally back,
with reload of memories I had.

Don’t feel so jealous,
For not having my attention.
I was busy roaming,
And reading my old comprehensions.

Don’t feel so bored,
Without any new blog.
I am back to your service,
To clear your dullish fog.

You are a beauty,
Words of wisdom and wise.
I surrender my dreams and my pen,
In your heavenly paradise. 

Friday, August 7, 2015

Why Do I Write?!

Why do I write?
To fill my inquisitive appetite.
Umm, probably, I guess,
To feel good and light.

Why do I write?
To keep me sane.
In the life full of,
Fun yet sometimes mundane.

Why do I write?
For the love of words.
Which creates a magic,
When you jumble'em up.

Why do I write?
To make myself happier.
Paper,pen and a perfect coffee,
Nothing could be more merrier.

Why do I write?
To read my own thoughts.
To give my soul,
A feeling of rejuvenation shot.

Pic Courtesy: Google

P.S. On a lighter note, I wrote this poem while waiting in a queue for my lunch. Hence, there are so many words like appetite, coffee etc. ;)

Tuesday, July 14, 2015

The Orange Juice!

She was dressed in the frilled yellow colour frock with tiny red buttons in front. I think yellow was her favourite colour in childhood. She likes white more than yellow now.

She used to go for walk daily with her dad, holding hands together, matching her tiny little feet with her dad's feet but there was a particular spot when she used to run, stand on the bench, and ask for orange juice. This was her daily routine in the evening. She used to wait for this moment daily. As soon she used to stand on the bench, juicewala bhaiya used to grin and start making her favourite juice.

After finishing the juice, her day seem to be completed with the satisfaction and a broad smile. This happened to continue for years. The juice counter guy changed several times but her habit did not.

The best part was that she almost believed for years that the juice was free all these years because her dad used to pay at juice counter when she was busy playing after finishing juice and this came as a shocking surprise to her when her mom told her that juice was never free. :)

She still laughs at her silliness when she thinks of it.

P.S. The little girl in the story was the younger me. Few days back, my mom reminded me of this and we shared a good laugh. Ah ! the beautiful childhood, always the sweetest.

Friday, July 10, 2015

Reading Glasses!

My little mind,
Full of wonderful thoughts,
Wants to put down,
The words randomly sought.
Words want to dance,
On a plain paper sheet,
Let me tell you here,
I write pretty nice and neat.
Soo much that I write,
I see words are running out of my plight,
I feel words are angry,
And breaking up with me in a hurry.
I scratch my head,
And wonder what to do,
Then I pick up a book,
Without any further ado.
Thinking, it is still friends with me,
And will please me with a wonderful story.
But the hope is gone soon,
Pages look blur and seems to frown.
Strange, I am perplexed,
Confused and clueless,
I rub my eyes,

And that's when, 
I realise my utter nonsense.
I search them,
In every nook and corner,
Within my bag and,
On the shelf of saucer,
Under the table,
And beside the glass of water.
Looked all over the place,
I couldn't find their any trace.
I am hopeless and tired,
By the end of sting operation.
Sitting clueless and,
Eating eating butter bread,
I found my reading glasses 
on top of my head.