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This morning while sitting on the bed and peering out of the window, it feels so nice. Fresh morning whiff playing subtly with my hair and caressing my visage is something that I never wanna give amiss.
Everything looks literally cool and all of a sudden an urge started to dominate my senses. It was so strong that I couldn't resist nonetheless I tried really hard. Then I decided to let the nature play its game uninterrupted and...I tight shut my eyes, covered my mouth and millions of water molecules escaped into the air becoming its invisible allies. What a relief thereupon!
You see...I just described how I sneezed. A full blown sneeze stormed out of my mouth and nose, relieving me at a great extent.
While I performed this immaculate and inevitable task of the nature, an article read months ago made a sharp entry into my head. The article was Your sneeze tells your personality type!

Isn't that intimidating? Getting the personality type idea of a person sitting next to you or…

For some reasons, you are not in the mood to cook tonight. Thus, you step forward to call a local pizza point and order for yourself. By the time the delivery guy approaches you, you are (un)fortunately alone at home. The guy delivers pizza and simultaneously picks an idea of your being alone in the house. He, all of a sudden, nabs you and tries to pose sexual assault.

What would you call this? A heinous mind with malign impulse? Right?

The same happened with a woman in Mumbai (India) two days back. She was alone at home when she received her pizza from a local joint but got nabbed, pushed inside the kitchen and sexually assaulted by the same guy in return. She had been brave enough to act inimically. When the guy failed in his attempt, he attacked her with knife and caused some blues and bruises. Later he escaped when the woman made a cacophony and thereupon, saved herself from being raped.

It is such a shocking incident that flummoxed me for a while. Ordering pizza is such a common…

Today's is a very special day for me. It's my elder sister's birthday today. So this post is gonna dedicated to her. I hope she will like it and thus, I will get successful in adding more happiness to her life. (Di! You are supposed to write a comment in the box below too :))


I called her half n hour ago and chatted for around 20 minutes. It's always a fun talking to her. Most of the time during the call, we were laughing. We talked about how husbands like to keep the house messy and dirty and how we are there to remind them by saying Hello! There is a term called Cleanliness that exists in the word and you should abide by that. But we both know nature has its own way of balancing everything.

Finding the right kind of work out is quintessential for your fitness regime. Not everyone has the same cup of tea when it comes to melt calories and congeal the fitness. Therefore, if you are thinking of going for a fitness regime upfront or are already enrolled for one but getting supremely bored, chew on the key points below to get a better digestive form of what work out may work best for you. Some key aspects are given just to remind you how they are in perfect alliance with your chosen work out.

Body type and target areas 
First of all, learn your body type. There are few body types like Apple, Pear, Hour glass etc. Apple means your upper body is wider than your lower; Pear body type is just the opposite means lower is wider than the upper body parts; Hour glass figure is usually considered ideal as it contains the same ratio of chest and hip while teetering a lean waistline.



Then ponder on the areas that really sucks for you. If your waist line resembles a room size, you really…

In the bygone April, I had read an interesting novel authored by Sanjay Kumar Shukla which is titled more interestingly as Nobody dies a Virgin…Life Screws us All.

It’s a witty tale of Aadi and his three friends cum saviors, Harsh, Tapan and Sid. The story is plotted in the vast campus of Indian Institute of Technology, Kanpur (IITK). 
While his three friends are enjoying and living just-through-the-college days, Aadi, however, falls in the trap of ‘What next after five years of IIT?’ He is ambitious, hard working and berserk enough to challenge his own professors on their battle grounds (and that says, Classes).
The story is smartly plotted against Aadi’s dream of doing something that is still not achievable to the world. How he make plans for it, how his other friends chimed in instantly despite of carrying a bleak ray of hope in the success, how they all managed to get through the preparations and several  failures, everything is planned in a gripping manner. In between all this gun…

While I was reading the newspaper, an interesting article caught my attention.

In London, a nurse named Bronnie Ware (An Australian) has revealed five regrets or wishes that people usually made at the time of their death. Bronnie served numerous patients during the last 12 weeks of their lives. She was caring and palliative towards them. She made sure to collect those wishes at their death beds and made a compilation of the same on a blog named Inspiration and Chai. Her blog hogged so much of prying eyes and attention that she had to think of expanding her observations transformed into a book. The book is titled as The Top Five Regrets of The Dying.



Interesting! Isn't it? Let's have a look on those top five regrets of the dying.


I wish I had had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me.I wish I'd had the courage to express my feelings.I wish I hadn't worked so hard.I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends.I wish that I had led m…

Weather is changing tumultuously and so its effects. Given the pleasant background staying same, its emerged etchings vary in most of the days. Sometimes it drizzle, sometimes its sunny and sometimes its wildlllyyy windy. But whatever the etchings are, it has transformed Bangalore into an enticing place. I am lovin' it to its every bit, every drop and every breeze.

But such anecdotes cost you sometimes. I am suffering with sore throat servile by weakness, cold, headache, body pain and the desire to have rest day in and day out. After suffering severely for 2 days, I went to the doctor and ended up having some medicines.

But since the time I fell ill, I kept listening that eating bananas in sore throat will retrograde the situation. Is it so? I have always been a believer of eating fruits especially at times when you are sick. Vitamins, minerals, proteins and other vital micro and macro nutrients will make you recover faster.



Now that I am on medication, I feel better but that did…

I have started reading Inferno (Dan Brown). I don't know why but English movies or novels do not make sense initially (I wonder whether does it happen with me only or you are also on the same ride). Don't think I desperately search for the movie subtitle or my vocab is as dim as a five year old kid. It's certainly not like any of this. Whenever I watch any English flick, for the first few scenes, I find my forehead creased in lines just to get what the movie maker is trying to make his/her audience understand.

Sometimes the same happens with English novels too. While reading Inferno, till the first 44 pages, scenes simply fails to click. I am not here in the intention of passing a judgement towards the book or the writing style of the author but plainly imbuing the array of my thoughts in here!! Till the page 44th, I found the protagonist Robert Langdon losing his memory (suffering from Amnesia), running here and there with some doctor Sienna Brooke, her stupendously high…

As I had mentioned in one of my recent posts, A proud day for us, as parents, my son has won a Gold medal and a certificate in IEO. Now the chase for the same has begun again. Yes!! The next Olympiad 2013-14 is going to start now. Deeply motivated and uplifted by his success in the last one, my son is again taking part in it. It is good that he is willing to win over the competitions such as Olympiads that includes STUDY.

So, today he got a form from SOF from his school and we, the parents, were supposed to fill it and return it to the school. I had thought of filling it up after the dinner but there my son was...backing up for me. Without my knowledge, he took a pen and started filling the form on his own. The categories were -

Name, Class, School, Age and other aspects of student's whereabouts (who is taking part). There was a section of Male or Female. He stopped short at this section and turned to his father and asked,

"Papa! Am I a male or female?"

A smile stretche…

Okay!! it's very late now but I can never miss a chance to write a post for my father when there happens to be Father's Day and today is Father's Day. I called my father, whom I fondly call Pitaji, this morning and wished him. He didn't even knew about it but yet he said Thanks...and blessed me.


Father is someone towards whom daughters look up to for everything right from their childhood. Be it a school function, first prize, first time cooking, new dress, complications in study, any trouble time or just a desire to get a new game, fathers are ALWAYS there to make sure their daughters get what they want. I am talking on terms with daughters. Fathers always stand like a giant resilient pillar that serves you the shelter, protects you from the troubles and nurture you with love, purity and all the positive human emotions that could ever be!!!

My father is the same pillar to me. He loves me, scolds me, supports me and ditches my phone calls too (he is not a very phone fr…

Gosshh!! Every time I start watching The Vampire Diaries, I just cannot help myself. During every episode, I think this is the last one and I won’t watch anymore but there I am…caught with the magic spell of Bonnie Benett (The witch). I keep on watching the series, the episodes one after the other for hours.
So before I give myself a chance to curse at the end of the day for not doing anything fruitful, here I am, with a fresh post. I had to snatch myself away from the TVD folder and start blogging. This is something that I can entrust on being fruitful because…it involves writing which is my life force filled with the plethora of passion.
Today is a great day. Not because of the windy weather but because of our son. He has got Gold Medal in International English Olympiad(IEO) organized by Science Olympiad Foundation(SOF) . We are so happy about it. This is his first medal and we are soooo proud of him. It is shiny and embellished with 1st Rank in the school. It is indeed great news. T…

Rather, it comes with your attitude. Agreed? Great!! Now read on...

I have met and heard about many people who believe in carrying different or rather say, weird titles infused with their names and/or contact IDs. They call it *Cool* titles. Let's get some examples first to fetch a better understanding what I am talking about.

iamcool@gmail.com

thegyanguru@consulting.com

theonlyone@yahoo.com

methesuperhero@gmail.com

myworldmyway@rediff.com

and so on... The service providers may vary like gmail, yahoo, rediffmail, hotmail and what not. People use such names because they think it shows how relaxed and again, cool they are when it comes to life. They think such titles shows boldly of their real persona with the pinch of their personality type in an appropriate manner. They call it out loud very proudly, put them in their CVs, tell to their colleagues, friends and every person who falls trap to ask their names or contact ID.

But they forget or sometimes ignore in fact that, coolness …

"Where you all are going?"

"Don't know. Going just like that"

"Wait! We are also coming along"

And that's what triggered our one hell of a crazy ride that happened last Saturday night.

One of my husband's friend was at our place and we were having some light chit-chat with her. Like an indispensable disease of people checking FB every minute or hour, Sumit also checked onto his'. There he found a status update from his one friend that they were off to a long drive and the more interesting fact was, the destination was a ghost, completely unknown. Sumit instantly called him up and the conversation floated like as I have mentioned above.

After disconnecting the phone, Sumit asked both of us (his friend and me) to go. But as I was having headache and leg pain, I was bit reluctant to go but nevertheless, I tuned in and we left in 10 minutes of haste for the ride.

It was kind of a first time for me to do such a night out. I had done but like this…

Few days ago, I and my husband Sumit were talking regarding my new smartphone. To get the full squeeze of fun and pun intended, I have to copy the conversation from my memory and paste it here. The conversation went like this ::

I : "Is it possible that I can transfer e-books and read them on my mobile?"
Sumit : "Yes. It is."
I replied with enthusiasm: "Wow. This way I can transfer any book that I have and read it anywhere anytime I want." 
Sumit : "Yes. You can do so. But if you want, you can transfer those books via Bluetooth from your laptop to your mobile." And then he grinned. 
He did so because he knows my laptop Bluetooth is not working and that is the prominent reason what made him go teasing me in the broad daylight. Prima facie, I couldn't get the catch in his reply.

I said with a sad smile : "But its not working" and instantly I found him smiling broadly. Then I understood he was actually teasing me.
Instead of getting tease…

Recently I have bought a new smartphone and I am quite  enjoying it. In fact, I am writing this post from it. Today happened a very funny incident that I think shouldn't go unregistered.
Thing happened like this :: I was just testing the applications like Whatsapp and We chat. People who already have these apps in their mobiles, I thought to start with some of'em. Thus I started messaging my brother and jijaji (brother-in-law) via Whatsapp.
After sometime I received a message from my jijaji but the way he was talking was bit different. I went into a dilemma but continued chatting despite of it. The conversation grew more confusing. Now I got really troubled whether it was jijaji or someone else playing with me because his number was fed into my mobile long ago and I thought maybe he has changed his number in the meanwhile and I am simply unaware of it. For the verification, I threw some question but got tricky answer in return. Now my suspicion of 'Someoneelseistalking&…

Be it whether Facebook, Twitter, Linkedin, Tumblr, Instagram or any other Social Networking Sites (SNSs), internet is heavily loaded with such webs. As the clock ticks by one second, millions of people are signing into their SNSs' websites or making up for new accounts over there.

The fashion or better say, the cult of having an account on several websites has been popular since decades. Where youngsters sign up to catch up with their friends, families, relatives, colleagues, acquaintances etc., right there older people too prefer to be in touch with almost similar reasons. Celebrities, politicians, models, choreographers and people from all walks of life create their account on SNSs either to be in touch with their fans or followers or simply to know the whereabouts of everyone else.

Whatever is the bull's eye, we all know such websites have become an inseparable parts of our busy hectic schedules.

But as they say, CHANGE is the only one universal rule, the cult of 'Let&…

It hurts! It always hurts when the people we love choose to ignore us and our innocuous desires at the first place. The people for whom we have dreamed about holding their hands in every adversary, doing things that they love, fighting with others to protect them and making sacrifices in order to let them know about our love for them and yet...they love to leave us unloved in the process.

Why?

Don't they understand that it hurts like hell? Can't they see the copious amount of pain they have engendered to our tiny hearts? Can't they observe the blues and bruises caused by their sharp needled pointed words? Is it too hard to comprehend that their such quaint behavior is troubling the relationship and the balance that comes with it?

It is certainly not that much hard to understand. At least I think that way. My husband says when we commit any mistake, we are first to know about it. We are the ONE who realize the future emerging troubles and jeopardy as repercussions at first…