Inner workings of an (in)sane mind

Note to Dove I am usually too lazy to participate in contests. My blog can barely boast of 4 contests I had ever participated in. But when Dove's Guessing Game with my Friend came up I knew that I really wanted to be a part of it. Why? Actually because of two reasons:- Firstly, because I think it's my way of saying thank you...for nurturing and taking good care of my skin. I have been using it since last 13 years, not even once I thought of using any other brand. Lastly, it always came to my rescue whenever the experiments (new foundation, new face pack) back fired. Thank you again...Dove.                                                                                                **** Having a sister is like having a best fri...

Aren't arranged marriages just beautiful? Your parents happily propose a boy on your behalf and all you have to do is to look pretty and pretend that all that is laid on the table was made by you. Vikas and I had an arranged marriage. The first month of our marriage was all about holiday (I hate the word honeymoon) awkward moments, talking softly and putting our best foot forward. Soon after the holidays we shifted in our new house. My life seemed to have started fresh altogether. Not only marriage and my husband were new to me but also the city and its people (I am from Kolkata and Vikas worked in Mumbai). People in Mumbai are very detached; most of them had no idea about the residents of their building. Kolkata was very different, we even knew our neighbors' relatives. Mumbai was fast Kolkata's slow pace had its own charm. I really missed being in Kolkata especially road side food ghugni & puchke (Gol Gappe). Vikas would always take me to those fine dining r...

The best relationships--the ones that last-- are frequently the ones that are rooted in friendship. Not very long ago I had written about my friend who recently broke -up with her boy friend...   Realizing it's time to move on .  Just the other day, I was talking to her and as expected, she was feeling very down. It so happens that she was missing her college buddy. The story goes that they were together in college, totally inseparable. The guy finally proposed her during their farewell, which she refused. The reason she gave me was, he didn't fit the image of a boy friend.  The inquisitive me asked her, How exactly a boy friend should look like? She gave me a complete description of a mills and boon hero, Tall, fair and handsome. The guy was not very tall or fair and not very handsome either. Now she feels he would have made a more loyal boy friend than her ex.  Most of the times we are so busy running after our make believe superman that we often forget to...

David Leavitt once said "Childhood smells of perfumes and brownies". Nostalgic smells are the one which trigger intense happy memories. It happens to us all. Even a mere whiff of a familiar aroma finds one walking down the memory lane. Surprisingly, each aroma unlocks a particular chamber of unique memories, forgotten over time, and yet amazingly fresh and clear at every recollection. The prominent smells I relate to my childhood are :- My Mom  :-  The natural fragrance of my mom. It was a unique and engaging fragrance that also exuded absolute love, warmth and immeasurable comfort. Mom would tuck us in every night and lie beside us reading “Panchatantra” stories. My special memories of her fragrance were of me hugging her tighter and snuggling closer, knowing I was in the safest place on earth. I often sense this fragrance and her memories. Maybe, here, the memory triggers the fragrance. Freshly made Paranthas (pancakes) with dollops of butter/gh...

I sit on the footpath I wonder what seem different As I watch others and do the math I see smiles that are still unspent Everybody seems in a perpetual hurry People running here and there All they do is whine and worry and call the god's gift (life) unfair If only they could understand Life is nothing but an adventure and nothing in it is pre-planned It's a risk of joint-venture So lets just free ourselves move forward with a special hand in our hand Jig-saw puzzle is all we need to solve   for all pieces to fall in place as planned.

Kitty Party  Sounds more like catty party to me. Women, who look so sweet and normal whenever u meet them be it inside the elevator or in the park...But in such parties they change... like werewolves change during full moon nights. They can be viciously bitchy and catty(Now that's a good combo ;) ) Here is the detailed account of my first and hopefully last Kitty Party. Anuja (my best friend) - Renu you need to join this Kitty party I -         Why should I? I am pretty happy the way I am right now. Anuja - Yeah living like a bum. No housewife actually lives like the way you do, all the time in t-shirt and pyjamies. You need to meet some normal people. I -       I object to that I am very much normal and my friends are very much normal, thank you.  Anuja -  Yeah if normal actually means being friends with people most probably you'd never meet and liking statuses and writing rubbish, than yeah you ar...

My friend just broke up with her boy friend. They had been dating since last 4 years. Like all broken-hearted lovers my friend too is going through a series of phases from angry to denial to self-blame.  She said something that has been haunting me since last couple of days. She said "How can he just fall out of love, I used to tell him I LOVE YOU everyday and he would reply back I LOVE YOU, TOO, I have no clue when did the falling out of love happened" Frankly, I knew it was coming, I am surprised my friend didn't. In to day's times "I love you" has become the most commonly used phrase and "I love you, too" is the second most commonly used phrase. It's more like shouting on Mumbai roads "Ganpatti bappa" and you would immidiately hear someone shouting back "Mourya" or like if you say "Zor se bolo" prompt comes the response "Jai mata di". It's the body language that tells you ev...

Before I begin,I need everybody to know I am just a house wife. I need to make it clear that what I write is my personal view. I am not pro BJP and I am not being paid to write this by any party or person.                                                                   ****  I am not a political analyst. I don't even aspire to be one in future. Politics was a always a dirty word, but in recent times it has become dirtier and murkier than it was ever before. Let me begin with a question.... What is good government? Thomas Jefferson : The care of it's citizen's life and happiness and not their destruction is the only legitimate object of good government. Tony Abott :  I understand that government should live within its means, value the money it holds in trust from you the taxpayer, avoid...