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A few lessons I learnt from my dear zindagi.

No, this post has nothing to do with the movie, 'Dear Zindagi', but something to do with our dear zindagi - our life. I read a post by my blogger friend, Shailaja,  and drew up a list of  lessons I  learnt along the way from my life, about life.

 Each one of us is on a journey that is far removed from the other's. So, naturally, the lessons we glean from our experiences are going to be different, too. Our life brings us face to face with some truths - most of them bitter - and helps us grow. Initially, we do grumble about these bitter facts as we do when swallowing bitter pills for our ailments, but, eventually we learn to live with and accept  these as part of life.

 Here are some of the  lessons I learnt over the years; lessons  I took time to digest, but have realised are the ones that will help me along the way.

*Learn to love yourself.

It's a fact we fail to realise that we are on this journey  by ourselves. Our families, our partners, our friends are our co-pass…

If we were having coffee..

Hello, there!

Here we are, at the end of the week, again! Time flies by so quickly...we met just seven days ago!

If we were having coffee..

 I  would enquire about your health. How have you been? Have you been taking good care of yourself? Do you exercise? Or, meditate, to keep stress at bay?
  I began walking religiously  a couple of weeks ago - a 30 minutes brisk walk after dinner. Now, I know how some studies suggest walking as an early morning exercise, as against after dinner. But, after dinner walking helps digest the food well; it helps you burn those nasty calories and helps in weight loss. Your body gets a good workout, which in turn may tire you and help you have a good night's sleep.
  I walk because that's the time I get to step out of the house and enjoy the cool fresh air after a long day cocooned within the four walls. My baby, Chikoo, is old and can't be left home alone. So, it's only after hubby returns home from work that I can step out. The fresh a…

My first movie memory #TadkaTuesday.

Year: 1990

Theatre: Eros, Mumbai.    

Movie: Pretty Woman. 

   Aged seventeen then, with youth and its vigour  inundating me with dreams that sparkled like the countless twinkling stars in the night sky, I was raring to explore the world, learn about things I had only heard of. And, in the midst of it all, a movie like Pretty Woman gets released.  Like the proverbial cherry on the cake, if I can call it so!

  A movie that boasts of having at its helm the most charming, breathtakingly handsome, uber-sexy Richard Gere and the sizzling hot  fire cracker, Julia Roberts. I hadn't seen any "adult" movie until then, but heard a lot about those from friends. Well, what else do we discuss in college, if not films?! And, Pretty Woman being the latest release, it was the talk of the town, the hottest topic of discussion. So, of course, I was interested in watching it!

  I and my best friend, Priya, decided to go see it at Eros. It's one of the most famous cinema halls in Mumb…

If we were having coffee...

If we were having coffee...

I would talk about the weather.
It's November - time for winter to set in Mumbai.  Time for the days to get shorter, the nights, cooler, and the mornings, lazier! I have friends who find such days gloomy, depressing. They like the sun shining bright all day long. I, on the other hand, find a weird sense of comfort when the sun takes an early dip and the sky turns inky sooner.

 When the skies get splashed with darker hues and the stars come out earlier, I feel safer.  LIke how I felt as a little girl when dad returned home in the evenings after a long and hard day at work. I find a kind of  solace, like how we feel all warm and safe when we wrap ourselves with a warm blanket on a cold winter night.

If we were having coffee...

I would invite you  to have a peek at the little vegetable garden I have developed in one of my windows- my tiny green patch in the urban concrete jungle! The balcony being a favourite spot of some avian visitors, I couldn't ri…

Movie character I would like to play #TadkaTuesday

Dance is a hobby for some, but for some, it's a passion that runs through their veins, through every single cell in their body, bringing them alive like nothing else ever can!

    The very first time I saw, Shall we dance?, I was swept off my feet! The music, the various dance forms, and the actors for whom dance was akin to breathing, simply took my breath away! I may have seen it about ten times, already, but I am waiting with bated breath to watch it  all over again when it gets aired this Sunday, 20th November, on Romedy! Ah, that's how crazy I am about the movie, I could shout about it from the roof tops, urging every one to watch it along with me!

     But, amongst all the artists in the movie, the one who caught my eye, and my heart, was Paulina, played by Jennifer Lopez. the sincere and hard-working dance teacher who unknowingly entices the hero of the film, Richard Gere, into enrolling for the dance class. She also enticed me into believing that I could learn to …

Does having a pet make you a parent?

Recently I read an article in the newspaper about "why having pets doesn't  make you a parent."  
         It spoke about how pets cannot be compared to children because you "aren't teaching them to become independent and they are stuck with  no choice but to love you."

          Hmm.. seems like a good enough topic for discussion, considering I have a pet but no children, and I consider him my child.
   Yes, I do.
    No, I haven't had to spend sleepless nights worrying about his school/college admissions or his studies. I haven't had to worry myself sick fearing for his life when he steps out of the house to attend school/college, nor have I had to worry about how his peer group might influence him in socially unacceptable  ways!

   So, naturally, you will say that my life has been peaceful! I haven't had to bring up a thinking, feeling, reacting being and prepare him for the big, bad world out there.
  Well, yes.
   In matters s…

How I wish I could turn back the clock!

"Youth comes but once in a life time!"

             Traversing through  life, how often do we look back wistfully at our past and wish we could go back, wish we could live it all over again, just one more time?   Each time we witness the young around us enjoying life, enjoying their freedom and pursuing dreams with an enviable vigour, how we wish we could swap places! Sigh.

             A few days ago, I happened to have a chat with a 23 year old cousin. Excited about her future and the plans she had chalked out for herself, she had quite a lot to share with me. The sparkle in her eyes and the enthusiasm in her voice spoke a lot about how eager she was to embark upon the path she had chosen! Her enthusiasm was, indeed, contagious, for it left me yearning to turn the clock back and re-enter that age I left behind almost 2 decades ago.

          Were I to find Aladdin's lamp, I would ask the Genie to transport me back to the past I so wish…