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Found this really interesting and insightful meme at Blue’s . This was so different from the usual memes and this tells so much about the person doing it, that I decided to do it.(I always fall for things that make me think, introspect and ruminate) Here it is. Rule 1: Without changing the first word, after each letter of the alphabet, write a sentence that captures you/your essence. Rule 2: Tag as many people as you want, but do tag at least one. This is an eye opening experience and can express to those who read it, things about you that they did not really understand before. Rule 3: List who you are tagging. I have no idea why the word after G is ‘leave’ But I decided to let it GO and not change it.I also do not know why Y is missing but I let that go as well! :-) *A* Accept that not everyone is going to like you or appreciate you, no matter what you do *B* Break . Breakfast is the most important meal of the day! * C* Create a wealth of true friends *D* Decide that you wi

Click to enlarge.There are actually three kittens there--and they have made my patio their home!

Mothers are clairvoyant when it comes to you. One look and they can tell what is wrong.(or isn't!) Sometimes they just sense it—they don’t even have to look! When I was a child, my mom would take one look at me and tell me exactly what might be upsetting me. It was uncanny how she was always right .I used to ask her “But mom, HOW did you know?!!” She used to just smile in reply. Now that I have kids of my own I know how! For nine months they have been inside you, and it feels almost like they are an extension of a part of your own body. You just sense things and you just know some things. Many a time, I can even tell what they are thinking by just looking at them. If it wasn’t so common and the case universally with all mothers, I would call it eerie. Poor dads have no such advantage. It is so easy to fool them. (I guess!) My 6 year old daughter Purvi, and her best friend (who is also her age) spend a lot of time, playing together. They exchange clothes, eat in each other’s homes

Niall Young is an amazing artist who uses ONLY dots to create his pictures. Millions and millions of tiny dots. When I first discovered his site, (through his brother Tim, whose site I just chanced upon, while randomly hitting the ‘next blog’ button) I was completely blown away. And so awestruck by his pictures, that I couldn’t even leave a comment. What he was doing was just brilliant—and so incredible. At that time, I was fairly new to blogging and I had started the blog mainly to get over my grief of losing my dad. I returned back to Niall’s site, because it was mesmerizing. I still did not leave a comment, as I was so intimidated by his work! I mean—here was a real, live artist, drawing such spectacular pictures, using ONLY dots.(at that time I hadn’t even heard of the term ‘hyper pointillism’, a term Niall uses to describe his work) Of course I had heard of Georges Suerat but had never imagined, that in this day and time, someone would actually be making pictures, this painstak

This picture was clicked from my bedroom. I loved that wet rainy day while I sipped tea,standing at my window and gazing out,watching the world go by.

Sometime back, I had written about Radiators and Drains .(If you don’t know what that is click on the underlined) As I grow older, I find that I am becoming increasingly intolerant, to the drains. Maybe it is because when one grows older, one realises that the cliché ‘ Life is short’ is indeed, startlingly true. Therefore I find that I am becoming exceedingly selective, about whom I spend my time with. When one is a teen or a young adult, life seems to stretch endlessly, like an ocean. When one enters forties, I guess, it appears more like a lake. Probably, when one is in sixties, it will shrink, to look like a stream. So why waste even a single drop? Unfortunately, at times, you just cannot avoid certain drains. They emerge like a sudden gust of wind, catching you unawares. You might have 98 good things going for you, but the drains will point out the 2 things that may be ‘not-so- good’. They seem to take great pleasure in pointing those two things out to you. (as though you did

"There is no person so severely punished, as those who subject themselves to the whip of their own remorse" ~~~Seneca (Roman philosopher, mid-1st century AD) This is an abstract painting (oil on canvas) ,an original piece of work, that I completed a few weeks back.It is called 'Remorse'. Look carefully--you might just spot a figure ( a profile)lamenting and questioning. Remorse is a horrible emotion to experience.It is cruel.Terrifyingly cruel.It eats you up. It kills you .Slowly. This painting expresses what I feel about it. ____________________________________________________ (In case you want to see more of my paintings, please click here )

Sociology is one subject that has always smitten me. We as individuals, have our own beliefs, ideas, perceptions to the world around us, and to the society. Some of these are taught, some are learnt. All of us have some kind of social conditioning. We all have our own personalities. Religion is a powerful tool, in shaping personalities. So powerful, that it sometimes clouds our vision. It is such a touchy topic, that I usually avoid discussing it, at all costs. Most people (at least the ones I have met) aren’t able to discuss the ‘philosophy’ behind their religion. Most aren’t even interested in knowing about another religion or what it says. I follow Hinduism. However, I have read the Bible (having studied in a Christian college) as well as the translation of the message of the Koran. I have also studied the message of Buddhism. I do not claim to be an expert at all. There is so much more to learn. Every religion has so much to teach . No religion is superior or better than the other

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.

Had seen this in other people's blogs and finally I signed up. I liked the concept.If you want to join too go to http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/ And here's my picture for Wordless Wednesday

Actually, that is unfair to the rats-- even rats have some kind of guts. One thing that I hate is people who leave annonymous comments. They are not welcome on my blog.That is the reason I have enabled comment moderation. When I share things, it is usually because they are heartfelt.When people write in to comment, I genuinely feel comforted.I feel happy.I feel consoled.I feel I'm not alone. I received this comment about my last post "Mom,What you've just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard. At no point in your rambling, incoherent post were you even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought. Everyone who has looked at this blog is now dumber for having read this. I award you no points and may God have mercy on your soul. What a bunch of arse" Usually I'd have ignored such a comment. But a 'friend' told me that I am being a hypocrite if I dont publish the comment. I told him that my blog was not for

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.