Someone’s been experimenting lately, and tried a few recipes at home,
came out of kitchen with flying colours.😍😍
Yeah that’s ME! 😍
Sharing the pics here 😊😊
Remember experts, no judging please!!!!😝😝
That’s all for now…Ciao.😄
No matter how much I tried to postpone, today evening I had to do the due…oh…I hope you guessed it …tomorrow is Karwachauth…a day when we, the Indian ladies (well not all Indian ladies) stay without food and water (till we see the Moon) to please the God so that he blesses our husbands with long life.
Well, its nice and sweet till here but how do we explain that mindless shopping that goes on for days before the D day?
I find it pointless. Whether the other person like your gift or not (which they mostly don’t 😋), the things are purchased just because you have to…not because you want to!
‘Are you buying these bangles for your mother in law? You better buy the expensive ones??? A lady adviced me in the jampacked shop. I looked at her and said,‘I don’t even know if these are gonna fit or not!’
But still, you have to buy na!
She was right. 🤔
So yeah, some customs are mendatory or are made mendatory, I don’t know by whom, and for what…Is it to keep women busy in ‘this’ business or to keep them busy ‘out’ of the business. I am forced to think. 🤔
Women are busy in,
- boasting about their designer dresses which they are planning to wear;
- In advertising the glow on their faces to be natural, (which have nothing to do with spending handsome in the beauty salon).
Many actually demand pricey unusual gifts from their husband, and next day pretend as if the night surprised them with riches from its chest!!!
What did you get? the most common question.😏
he got me this! The obvious answer. 🤑
Oh it happens! Doesn’t it?
Though I am a misfit many a times, and I have my own ways but it’s not that I don’t enjoy this madness…I too am human…Once I am in, I am in.😉
But yeah, there are other reasons to like it. I like this fast because it looks more like a festival…you are a different kind of IMPORTANT. And even better when your other half too join you in. There you read it.
So my soon to be fasting ladies, I am hopeless faster compared to you. When you all have already polished your faces, or may be bodies, treated your hair, planned your full day tomorrow, I am busy writing this🤓🤓…My hands are yet to be stained with henna…I don’t even remember how am I gonna start.
I am still thinking should I get up at 4 or not? Though I have bought all those fanies, and mathies but I really don’t like to eat them, not atleast first thing in the morning! 😫😫
Let’s see how it turns out. No burden on my already exhausted brain. I’ll begin afresh tomorrow morning…
Happy Karwachuth by the way…hope you have a wonder filled day!!!!
enter my ear,
In a mysterious scent…
I forget my fear;
A sultry breez…
Teases the dangling leaflets,
Joyously clinks the anklets;
Zealous Springs too join…
Babbling to bring glee,
I dare to open my eyes…
Only to an awe and see,
Menifesting, a spectral blee;
Where am I on Earth…
Can somebody tell me?
What heavenly place is this…
Beyond utter imagination
Not possible for all to See.
I was so in love with this theme of my blog…
But many readers informed about its faulty display in different browsers. Though I am used to see my blog like this, still I am experimenting….
And here is my first attempt…you have it.
PS. Oh I could not 😢…I came back to Mystique…and all the hard work that I put in for long hours goes waste…either I restrict myself to display content only and let the readers actually read or I go with the side bar option and no one sees the complete info!!!!For now I am going with former…but I need to invest time to figure our things…
I never realized I am obsessed with The look 😮😮
Well, just yesterday I was talking to Jim how heartbreaking it is for us people to earn here in Rupees and splurge in dollars or likes, in case we plan our tours abroad. Lots of savings, and huge planning is what a middle Class Indian needs here.
But yeah… it can be less heartbreaking, If you happen to have your son or your daughter, or may be your brother or sister residing there; things could be smoother, atleast on your mind, no no, not on your pocket! That much you should bear 😋😋😋.
So whenever my daughter, my snow, my glowingal, she sees any big blue flowy thing on the screen,(yes you guessed it right I am talking about blue water 😉), she is like I wanna go there mommy!
I tell her beta it’s an exotic place…you got to have handsome bank balance for that!
Looks like she is being aimed by naughty travel bug! 😮😮
She says determiningly, “we’ll take it from Papa.”
“That’s very sweet but papa and I have money enough for ourselves only. Do you have money to buy your ticket?” I teased her.
“Yes I have… in my piggy bank.” She responded as if expecting it already
“But that’s not enough, I assume,”I shrugged.
“SO WHAT MOM, I’LL SAVE MORE MONEY AND THEN GO.” she said leaving the piggy bank down.
“Okay…if you say so! We’ll wait till then, and go to all beautiful places together, one by one. Fine!” And I forgot.
Today morning, I was struggling to get her ready to school, combing her hair, forcing breakfast in to her mouth, and giving looks to the clock, ‘why you have to move so fast in the morning????’
I tell you, the toughest part of the day for me is morning, and I feel no shame when I say this. It’s like ‘conquering’ the mount Everest while climbing the rise back home after happily seeing her off to the school. As if today’s biggest challenge is over…and I CAN BREATH NOW. sigh!
So today in order to stop her constant whining, and limping here and there, I tried to divert her mind by engaging ger in conversation…
“What should I bring for you in the evening?”
“Juice! I’ll bring you your favourite juice,” I was expecting some reaction from her side but…
“Okay, you want me to buy the bigger pack, right!!!!”
Now she broke out…and said something which was not clearly audible.
“What are you saying baby?”
“Wo to mehnga nahi hota mamma?” (Isn’t that expensive mamma???) She expressed concern.
“So what my darling. I’ll still bring it. Your mommy loves you the most. I can do anything for you.”(I tried to take the advantage of the moment as if buying a juice pack is the hardest thing on Earth!😮😮)
“But we have to do savings no!” She was crying with tears.😥😥
And I was like wait…
So basically my peanut is going to save money for tripping abroad by not buying costly things…atleast this is what she said…ahan…I got it😁😁😁.
PS. It’s evening time when I am writing this PS…and she is enjoying the big serving of juice, along with her expensive type of snacks.
You have given extreme love and attention to AFTERGLOW which itself stands for a realization, a hope, a belief, and a promise.I just hope I have lived up to these core components of AFTERGLOW which not only adorn it, but also make this blog ALIVE.
I want to thank all the followers, readers, viewers, (in the same order 😋😋), for making me believe that I CAN DO IT. 😁
I am still as enthusiastic about blogging as I was in the beginning, and that’s a good sign…you know why???
Cause I have a tendency to get bored easily!!!!😌
So that means I love telling Stories, and wishfully continue to do so for my life. THANKS FOR THE ENCOURAGMENT AND MOTIVATION THAT YOU PEOPLE PASS THROUGH YOUR LIKES, AND ESPECIALLY COMMENTS. I am addicted to the latter.😍😍
So keep my good addiction on…and click the link below, show some love by commenting here also…I am counting on YOU….😶
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Centuries ago, you killed the Devil Ravana, and demolished his Golden Kingdom, ofcourse with the significant help of your staunch follower Hanuman and others. Do you have any idea, we still celebrate your victory in 21st century?Yeah we do so for full nine nights. we still enact the win of good over evil with great pomp and show (cracker show I mean) on 10th day and call it VijayDashmi!!!!
Can you imagine, we tell all your life stories mainly the difficult journey from Ayodhya to Sri Lanka in just ten days!!! I know what you are thinking, but you know, we, your able descendents are little faster; you must be feeling proud!!!
You know, Acts are organised during night time (that makes me think why only night????), And we call it ‘Ramleela‘ (please don’t get confused Lord Rama! We have made a movie also with the same name but certainly it has nothing to do with Ram i.e. YOU. Take my word for that! You see we live in a free democratic country now, so no more kings and kingdoms. Even if they exist, it’s a different story altogether).
Okay, so I was telling you that roles are played by people, and the awesome part is, by MEN only! (The most handsome man is chosen for Seeta’s role).
So are you happy?
People are STILL carrying forward the custom of ‘Patriarchy‘ which we have read was prevalent during your time. As you can well imagine, the time of play is such that there is dominance of only one particular gender, audience surely is unisexual. FOR MALES, BY MALES! How nice.
Some adventurous males though after giving up in front of their home queens bring them once in while only to describe how boring it is (oops I am sorry Rama, it’s not your life I am calling boring; it’s the acting capabilities of the characters who can’t even memorise their lines, and need prompts from behind the curtains). But tell the the truth Rama, this is the funniest part of the play and keeps the viewers awake for the duration.
I didn’t go very often to this night play physically. Reason, the loudspeakers tell the tale wide and far…. Forgive me lord Rama, but I find the tv version more interesting, and above that more comfortable, plus it is safer too. Don’t you know Lord Rama, these days No Seeta is safe in your country, no matter how many Circles Laxman draws!
You must be knowing it all, Lord, as you are considered incarnation of ‘Vishnu’ the preserver of life. A stampede occured in this land recently, and men (the devilish ones) didn’t spare a woman stuck in heaps of dead bodies, shouting to be heard, and pulled in a hope to live!! This happened lord, she was molested, a dying women!!!! Humanity is at its ugliest Rama. You struggled your entire life to protect one Sita, the number now has increased enormously, of Sitas as well as Ravanas. But you don’t seem to multiply, why????
When Ravana was kidnapping your Sita, countless being came forward to help. Where had that emotion vanished, I wonder!
Oh Sorry Rama, I got a bit sentimental here. Yes, I was on ‘Ramleela’- your life on stage! You know Rama a few years back, I saw a new trend, amid ‘Ramleela- the religious tale’, suddenly loud music would play, and that too FILMI!!
This made me curious. Turned out, dancers perform on stage to attract more viewers for the main event i.e. Your glorious Life. You must have guesssed by now, the dancers were the ‘actual‘ females!
Intelligent generation!!! They know when and where to (or not to) place women!!!!
Yesterday Rama, for my daughters sake, I too went to witness the big action scene where the man wearing your attire aims at the huge effigies of Ravana along with his allies. The crowd blew my mind…but it was more on the slopes than the main ground! Do you have any idea Rama why so????
Well, I got the answer as soon as I heard the exaggerated announcement of a combat between the WOMEN WRESTLERS!
I can go on and on lord but I just wish for this to change.
While you with one arrow brought down the evil in past, today’s Ravanas are hard even to bring forth; they are wearing masks, and stay alert for the right opportunity to put their hands on Sitas. Who’ll identify them, and who will end their evilness?????
College has different meaning to different people in various cultures. BUT ONE THING which I have noticed around is that due to the over influence of Bollywood, the very picture of ‘The College’ in our teens is little cloudy.
Or may be it’s me who doesn’t know how exactly a college works!!!!!
I see youthful energy here in different shades of hair colour, and different lengths of dresses, pouting in front of their high-tech cell phones on the roads, the ground, classrooms, corridors, stairs and even in the washrooms. To be honest, I don’t dislike it. It reminds me of those good old days!
I studied in a College quite dominated by Hindus, but technically governed by Christian ideology, and when I say studied, I actually mean studied!!! Whaaaaaat!!!!!I got my first cell phone during my Master’s; weren’t so common back then. So no Facebook, Instagram or Twitter had any pressure on me to always look perrrrrrfect.
Though I too enjoyed the change, and experimented with makeup and all. But the College made it a point that we never forget the fact that we were not there for a fashion show but to STUDY! Haha.
Opting Science stream added to the misery as the days used to be jam-packed leaving no space for extra things (I hope you understand what does extra during college life mean!)
But Thank goodness, we got rid of the boring uniforms of the schools and few ever furious teachers, who behaved as if we had taken money from them and hadn’t returned!
So you see, my vision of a College is much limited, and it compulsorily revolves around studies.
PLUS I happened to start my teaching career in a College with the arrangements no different.
So, it shouldn’t sound weird when I say I find it unpalatable when
- Students are missing from their classes without any worry! (It makes me worrisome though).
- Study being last in the priority list, they aren’t interested in any other damn thing!
- Academic things are being dealt as casual!
- You mark zeros on their answer sheets thinking do I speak Greek in the class!
Well May be!
May be this is how things work these days, but I am going to need some time to swallow it…
If I focus on motivation, the subject suffers due to lack of time, and if I don’t do my bit, I am not just! it’s the other thing that I try to mix.🤓
So here I am, going through spells of peaking enthusiasm followed by total lack of it, trying to fit in, to follow the middle less bumpy road, which is obviously not the less taken one, which doesn’t guarantee reaching destination but gives the security of landing atleast nearby !!!!
Hope the road isn’t boring, and keep unveiling surprises from curve to curve, and may these be the pleasant ones only!
Toothed mouth is one of Nature’s best blessings to us. 😁😁 If you have some disagreements, go ask your grandpa! 🙅
You are gorgeous, thank your chompers for that!😬
With God’s tremendous grace and to some extent my parents’ kind genes, My set of pearls is still rock strong, and lets me enjoy every flavour that is on offering.
For those who don’t bother knowing, we have four types of teeth, and besides decorating your face with that shining smile, these folks sometimes do the exact opposite!
If you didn’t get my point, ask someone with the enlarged canines on both the jaws!!!!👹
Yeah they definitely look different!
But Man! you have no idea!🙄
Imagine you are totally savouring some delicacy…one bite, and suddenly…you are like ouch!!!!!!🙊
Mostly you end up biting your own inner lip…
Whatever you say, please remember
it really hurts!🙊
PS. It’s not me in the pic 😝😝.
To be a parent just ‘good enough’ seems like an impossible task.
Dealing with a bossy, grouchy, altogether difficult-to-handle kid these days, and trying to figure out the ways to keep things cool.
On the kid’s part, there are a lot of changes going on;
Homework used to be fun earlier; it’s becoming burden.😶
Doremon is closer to heart than dear mom!🤔
Whatever she thinks is final; mom’s opinion has no strength in front of her what so ever!😮
Either you agree or be ready for a big tantarum!🙊
If you try to tell the diffrence between right and wrong; you are not audible!🙉
And if you choose to keep mum; you don’t love her, you don’t care about your daughter you see!🙈
(Gosh, you don’t even have the right to say nothing!)😯😯
So currently sitting on the Park bench, watching the bubbly kids busy in their own world, and my ‘Glowingal’ is shining like Snow in fresh Sun.
So here is my new venture…to visit the park every evening after a long tiring day, in the hope of soothing the tiny energetic mind or
the tense nerves of mine!😉😉
HOPE IT WORKS.😌😌