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A rose in december

There is this rose bush in my garden, which I planted with a lot of love. For months and months, I waited. I had no idea what the flower would be like. I would watch it somedays and wonder why it wasn't blooming. I had done everything right--the manure, the watering, the sunlight. I .had done everything I could. There was nothing more I could do really. After a  few months I gave up thinking about it and it just stood there, sullen , defiant and almost mocking me. There were a few insect eaten leaves and I dutifully sprayed  a herbal bug repellant. It made me think that sometimes, relationships are like that. You want it so badly but the other person does not respond and there is nothing you can do really. You learn to live with it. When I left for Bentota (to celebrate my birthday ) it did not have a single bud on it. Or if it did, I did not notice. I had nurtured it so much for so many months, and had got nothing in return that I had stopped noticing it even. It was just

Turning forty

Image from   Why do people feel a need to hide their ages? And why are people so darn apologetic because they are over a certain age?  There is so much emphasis associated with age and realms have been written about 'turning forty' and 'turning thirty'.  My age is something I am darn proud of! I proudly tell my age, if anyone asks.I will be turning forty soon :) Funny how I have had thirty-nine birthdays and yet I still look forward to my birthdays with the same childish enthusiasm and I am still excited about birthdays. ( Who can forget the 'aaj mera happy birthday hai ' scene from the movie Rangeela.I am a bit like that) :) Of course, I keep asking my family "What will you get for me on my birthday?" :) The other day I was speaking to a friend and asked him how old he is. He said he is 42 and added that he is 'over the hill'. I told him "Maybe you are over the hill, but I have no

Random rants--Ten things that annoy me.

Image courtsey: Freedigital photos Mostly this blog is about positivity, laughter, living life to the fullest and all good things. Rarely, very rarely, do you find rants here. I am no Buddha even though I have learnt to smile Buddha-like at most things. Yeah, sixteen years of marriage, two kids, one husband and a very large dog does that to you. :) But myths must be shattered and so I thought I'd post ten of my pet peeves--stuff that makes me see red and takes away that cloak of Buddha-ness and turns me into a shade of the colour you get when you cross a Cruella de Vil with Miranda priestly, mostly in a non-lesbian sense. (Stop salivating, all you men out there and some women too. Heh heh) Here are ten things that irk me in no particular order really.(but hey, they had to be numbered and arranged in some order). And fortunately for me at no point in time do my one husband, two kids or one very large dog indulge in any of the following :-) 1.People who

Results of the handmade card giveaway

Here are the results of the handmade card giveaway of my 600th post! I used  random number generator to pick five 'winners'. Here are the numbers it threw up--71, 18, 3, 27 and 65.  Here are the names! (it was fun to put faces to the lucky numbers!) 71.Jaanaki Shanker 18.Trupti 3.Gayu 27. Ramya Ranganathan 65. Soorya Do send me your postal address and I shall send you the cards!! :) Thanks all of you for taking part :) ________________________________________________________________ You can interact with me on my  Facebook page if you have something to say and don't want to comment here!

This is how I work :)

Yeah, this is how I work! :)This picture was clicked just a few minutes ago. Am doing some research for my fourth book. Lostris is happy as long as she can stick like a velcro to me :) She is my shadow. She follows me wherever I go. She hates being away from me and is happiest if I am nuzzling her. Her birthday is on Dec 16th :) She will be One! (yeah she is just a pup) Isn't she gorgeous?  And we work really well as a team :) _________________________________________________________________________ ps: My third book will be out in Feb! Follow my Facebook page for release date and details.

Some news and a really difficult tag

First  some nice news from my end. I have been invited for the Jaipur Literary Fest and yes I am attending :) *Big beam on face* If you happen to be in jaipur on 20th and 21st of Jan, come and say a hello  and tell me you looooove my writing and you will make someone verrrry verrry happy :) Second the other news from Blogosphere. Reflections , on of my favourite bloggers tagged me, a very very difficult tag. I cannot say no to her. Especially after she said "She needs no introduction….writer, artist, mom, blogger all rolled into one. I love all her posts except for the ones where she posts her pictures. I tell you nobody has the right to look so sexy when they are touching 40;-(. And nope, before u ask..nope she wont be mad at me for telling her age. Atleast I think she won't. She's not like that. I'm very sure she won't. Oh dear....." Read more:  How can I NOT retaliate now? (and of course I ha

600th post and a giveaway of handmade cards!

The last time I had done a handmade card giveaway on this blog, there was an amazing response! This my SIX HUNDREDTH post!! I cannot believe the places my blog has taken me and the amazing friendships I have made through my blog in different countries. To celebrate my 600th post, I have made these five cards. Four of them are quilled. (My latest fascination. I learnt how to quill recently) I would be giving away all these five cards to five different people. If you want me to sign it, I can sign it for you, else I can leave the inside blank so that you have a handmade card to sent to anyone special in your life who deserves it! You just have to leave a comment on this post for a chance to win. I shall just use a random number generator to pick five numbers--so when you leave a comment, just begin the comment with your comment number. (Person who comments first is No.1, next one No.2 and so on) You like them?  Want them? You know what to do! :) And FB commen

A beautiful gift.

Something truly beautiful happened to me last Thursday. Here is the story in pictures.  Guto Paganotti  is an engineer and is also a  part of a vocal group in his city 'Madrigal in Casa'. The music he sent me was by his choir. It was soul stirring--such beautiful msic which transports you to a different place altogether. I cannot possibly embed the whole CD here but if you want  sample of what kind of music it is, click HERE And you know what was the MOST special thing about this gift he sent me? His mother knitted it by hand!(she loved my first book and was moved when she read it) ps: Guto later told me that his mother made it for my daughter but I can wear it too :) How sweet is that! _______________________________________________________________________________ You can interact with me on my  Facebook page.   I reply to almost all comments and I check it very regularly. I do read all the comments left here too  and manage

Notebooks for thoughts and doodles

Any place that I travel to, anywhere I go, the one thing that always catches my eye is any shop that sells stationery. I have a wide range of notebooks collected from my travels to different places all over the world. I hoard them like a miser hoards his treasure. I love the texture of handmade paper. I love moleskine notebooks, I love nightingale--basically I just love any texture that is sensuous to touch and aesthetically appealing. My handbag will always have pens and a notebook, and whenever anything strikes me (especially lines for my book that I happen to be working on) I immediately jot them down. My notebooks are filled with my story outlines, descriptions, doodles, poems--anything that is running through my head which I feel is worth capturing. Right now, this is the one that is next to me . I had bought it from a street vendor in Mc.Leod Gunj.  This is the first page. Inside, the pages are full of my third book outline, plot, dialogues, planning and more stu

Seven lies we tell ourselves

Almost all of us are guilty of lying to ourselves . Why do we do it? Why do we fool ourselves? Mostly because it is a easy way out. The hard hitting truth is, most of us are lazy. We want the path of least resistance. We want things to happen easily. The second reason we do it is out of fear. Most of us are so afraid of change. We fear the unknown. We fear rejection. We fear failure. Over the years, I have discovered that many a time I too have been guilty of telling little white lies to myself--but that does not definitely make it okay! I am happier when I face the truth and take action on what I can act upon. Here are seven white lies we all tell ourselves: 1.If only __________(fill in suitably) came back to my life, I would be happy : After my books became best-sellers, hundreds of people have written to me lamenting over a love lost. Sometimes the person would have walked out. Sometimes they would have dumped somebody. They keep feeling that if things went back to what th

On what it means to be an author

There is no denying it. My life has completely changed over the past four years. Earlier, whenever I met people and they asked me what I do, my replies would vary from working in an MNC, teaching at a school, running my own art classes, running my own thinking workshops for children, teaching the underprivileged kids English and Math or conducting workshops at schools.(I have done all of those at different points in my life) But these days, I am a full time writer. (My third book has already been written and will be out in Feb/March. I have already started working on my fourth too). And yes, getting this much success (my second book has consistently been on Hindustan times top ten fiction, it was number one on flipkart best-sellers and even made it to India today lists) has definitely changed my life. Eighty percent of the people I now meet have either heard of me or of my books. Has that changed me as a person? No! But has it changed how people react to me? YES! Typ

There are people and then there are People :) Wordless wednesday no.28

A long time since I did a Wordless Wednesday I love this pic I clicked :)

Five maxims to live by.

Over the years certain things I have learnt and accepted have stood me in great stead when things in my life went awfully wrong. Here are five maxims that I live by and swear by! 1.There is NOBODY who will understand you perfectly except yourself. Not your soul mate, not your best friend, not your parent, not your spouse, not your children..Nobody. Yes, they may understand you up to a large extent, they may say they understand and sometimes you just have to accept that it is good enough. 2.Everybody learns only if they themselves live the lesson. You learn only when you go through it yourself. Your friends may describe what it is like based on what they went through. Your parents may have their own views. But only when one experiences it for oneself does one truly understand. There is no point trying to make someone understand what it really is like, because they have never been there.  3.Beyond a point you cannot take responsibility for your parents happiness. You

Heavenly stuff! Apple crumble topped with Vanilla custard sauce

Like I mentioned in my previous post, the children are having their hols and TV is a BIG no-no in our household. (I do not watch TV myself) So naturally the onus of keeping kids creatively occupied, falls on me as I am the stay-at-home parent. There are many things that one can do to make good use of time instead of parking them in front of an X-box or TV.  Cooking is a great way to keep kids occupied especially if they are allowed to do stuff. Today we made Apple crumble. The Apple crumble turned out really scrumptious! It was heavenly! Here is a close up of it! (I baked it in a cake tray and made the heart after taking it out while it was still warm) And this is how it has to be served. You could heat up a little crumble in the microwave and then top it with delicious Vanilla custard sauce . (click on the link to be taken to a very simple easy to make recipe!)You can also serve it with ice cream! And in case you want to know how we made it--we just foll

The making of Mr.Moshi:)

The Diwali vacations are on for my children and this morning  my daughter wanted me to do something fun with her. I never say a no for doing anything creative and we made Mr.Moshi (a key chain buddy)  today! This is how we did it. You need felt cloth, key ring,yarn and polyfibre stuffing. (Ours came in a kit but you can easily buy all of it in a craft store) Next we stitched the eye patch and the stomach patch on to  one piece. Then we made a loop from the long rectangular piece and passed the key ring through it. We also kept the ear pieces in before stitching all around and we left a small piece open for stuffing the wadding. We stuffed the wadding from the side  and we used a pencil to push it all the way into the arms and legs. Then we closed him up by stitching all around. And Lo Behold! Mr.Moshi came alive before our very eyes! :) My daughter is delighted with him. So am I :) Now we will never misplace our keys as it's defintitely

What it takes to write a book.

Sometime back I had put this as a status update on my Facebook page It takes two years and months and months of research and hours of writing, re writing and writing and editing to produce a book. And then there are people who read it and TRASH it in a few seconds without even having written one measly article for a newspaper, let alone a book themselves! And they hide under the disguise of 'constructive criticism'. No wonder Christopher Hampton said "Asking a working writer what he feels about critics is like asking a lamp-post what it feels about dogs" :D This status update of mine got a record number of impressions (3000 +) and likes.  Often when I meet people, they tell me "I always wanted to write a book." For any one of you who is reading this and who wants to write a book,  this video is a must watch. It tells you exactly like it is. A writer's job is a very intense job. It is truly not easy to sit alone in a r