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Divorce and other things!

Really sorry--I have had to remove this post as it will soon appear in a book. Making it available online would have been very unfair to my publisher who has placed so much trust in me. I hope you enjoy the other posts as much as you enjoyed this one. A heartfelt thanks for your support and understanding.Thanks for continuing to read what I write.

When money does not count.

This morning splashed across the pages of one of the National papers was the picture of a multi millionaire and his flamboyant lifestyle. The article mentioned how he had a fleet of mighty machines that included names like Triumph Rocket III, Harley Davidson, MV Augusta, A Carrera Porsche, Audi and Ferrari 612 Scaglietti apart from a few BMWs. The Media always highlights the lives of the ‘Rich and famous’, there being shows on television entirely devoted to prying into their lives.It sets me thinking. Why are we wealth obsessed as a Society? Does more money equal more happiness? Right from our childhood we are brainwashed into believing that success is equal to wealth. When the management graduates finish their courses at the IIMs (Indian Institute of Management) the media screams about starting salaries that run into crores of rupees. The ultimate Indian middle class dream for their children, seems to be to get into an IIT—IIM that will ensure that ‘their lives are made’. The competi…

Age Miracle!

Really sorry--I have had to remove this post as it will soon appear in a book. Making it available online would have been very unfair to my publisher who has placed so much trust in me. I hope you enjoy the other posts as much as you enjoyed this one. A heartfelt thanks for your support and understanding.Thanks for continuing to read what I write.

Sometimes, truth is stranger than fiction

Really sorry--I have had to remove this post as it will soon appear in a book. Making it available online would have been very unfair to my publisher who has placed so much trust in me. I hope you enjoy the other posts as much as you enjoyed this one. A heartfelt thanks for your support and understanding.Thanks for continuing to read what I write.

Wordless Wednesday No.7

Wordless Wednesday

Picture clicked by me at Pune, India : Shinde ki Chatri
© Ps

Coloured words are links (if you wish to know more)

When virtual became real--Pune Blog meet

There was a blog meet in my city on Saturday, 15th March organised by Indiblogger and Vineet Rajan.(I was meeting him and the Indiblogger team for the first time),sponsored by Microsoft.

There were some bloggers who had travelled all the way from Mumbai just for the meet. (I was so surprised to know that!)

There was a nice little skit about blogging ,getting comments and losing your readers. There was also a '1 minute of fame' and a 'jig' (where if a comment was read out from your blog, you had to do a jig) There were Pizzas too and a lot of conversation, bonhomie and laughter. For pictures and a better write up about it click here (and no--I havent just linked him because he said nice things about me!) and here:-) [ But hey--thanks Roshan.]


I was really impressed by this welcome video which was played. I think it managed to capture the essence of blogging---I'm sure you will like it too.



Guppy love

Something wonderful happened last evening. The children and I witnessed a live birthing session. Now before you jump to conclusions and tick me off for exposing my children to too much too soon, let me hasten and clarify that it was our guppy that gave birth. For the ignoramuses guppies are beautiful fishes and one of the few fishes that are ‘live bearers’ which means that they do not lay eggs—but give birth to baby fish.The excitement was palpable. After all the last time it had happened wasmore than two years ago and everyone knows what short term memories children have—two days are like twenty years in the life of a child! For a child there is no tomorrow—it is now and this very instant.It was fascinating to watch her as she lay her babies. (I have posted an video here that I found on you tube. This is exactly how it happened) The process continued for more than 4 hours, by which time S too had come home and joined the fun. I had set up the aquarium only a few days back, just befor…

It's not about the bike!

Finally, long at last, the self imposed exile is over, and I have emerged, determined now, to post at least twice a week.(Thrice is what I have in mind—but I am commitment-phobic –and as it is I am getting the jeebies committing to twice a week---so ‘twice a week’ shall stand!) Anything over and above is the cherry on the cake.
Last week was crazy. I am glad it is over. Nothing earth shattering—just the pressures of daily living, catching up. The good news is that I’m writing regularly for local newspapers and national magazines and it is very fulfilling to be read by many.(Though I suspect most might not even glance at something that does not interest them and the newspaper with my precious article ends up in the junk pile at the end of the day!) Still, it feels good to know that what I have to say is considered worthy of publication. (and also when someone calls up telling me they liked what I wrote)My last article published was on city-bikers. (I clicked the photos that are appearin…

Stressed is desserts spelled backwards!

Right now I am having such a difficult time (add to that, S is travelling and i'm missing him like crazy) that I just had to remind myself of this piece I wrote some time back: It helps me to remember that this too shall pass.
(And right now, things are so horrible that I'll do anything to have a BAD day! Not kidding!)

Have a nice day!On a good day, there aremore things ( like story books, parts oftoys, bits of craft material, colouring books, crayons, markers with caps off and caps with markers off) scatteredacross mybed room floor, than landmines in a battlefield in world war two. On a bad day, let’s just say I have an intense longing to have powers like Moses, who parted the sea.
On a good day, I organize a ‘Lets-see-who-collects-the-maximum-things- in- one- minute’ contest with enthusiastic participation, from husband andtwo kids, the prize being that the winner gets to sleep with me. (Husband wins on most good days-- He says the prize is irresistible!) On a bad day, I org…