tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61683763554572887032012-02-11T03:44:21.072+05:30Nirjharini....it means a waterfall in Hindi, water cascading down mountains uninhibited and unchecked. Here it means a spontaneous outpouring of thoughts, memories and anecdotes or simply the ramblings of my mind.Ruchirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14397227521970178132noreply@blogger.comBlogger1681100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168376355457288703.post-25163772775342103102012-02-02T14:42:00.002+05:302012-02-02T17:21:32.480+05:30

There are very few things as mesmerizing as listening to Gulzar recite his poetry. We sat there entranced, as he weaved magic with his vivid imagination and his play of words. It is an experience to cherish, to marvel at and to relive again and again. Gulzar speaks and the world listens enthralled ! On the day the Gulzar and Javed Akhtar poetry session was held it was so crowded that we

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I took this picture while strolling on the banks of River Thames near Hampton Court. It was dusk and all the tourists had left. Everything was very still and quiet and the river was mirror calm.  The first word that comes to my mind when I look at this picture is serenity.  With the kind of stressful lives we lead, we all need stress busters and spending some alone time in quiet places is one

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2011 has been characterized by nothing but travel for me ! I did a solo trip through UK and Canada and also livened up the remaining year with a few short trips within India. What better way to write the last post of the year, than a picture post of all the places I have visited ! So this year I marveled at some of the London icons ...  walked along river Thames ....  and through

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Shail and Ritu,Two of my favorite bloggers, whom I have read and admired for long have conferred the versatile Blogger award on me. And then Zradar another faithful reader of mine suddenly delurked to bestow this honor on me again! I suppose you could call me versatile since I can never make up my mind regarding what exactly I want my blog to be about! I flitter about trying to write

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Delhi and I share a love hate relationship. I have lived here all my life but I never cease to complain about it. I crib about the long distances, the horrendous traffic, the increasing crudeness and brashness of its people but really I couldn’t be happy living anywhere except perhaps Chandigarh. And after a few days in Chandigarh I grow restless and start pining for Delhi. This lovely city

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The Millennium Bridge is one of the 8 London bridges that span across the river Thames. On one end of the bridge is St Paul's Cathedral and on the other end is the Tate Modern art Gallery.  I decided to walk to St Paul’s cathedral on a blistering cold and windy day. Under the overcast sky, the dull white structure appeared almost drab. But Like Westminster’s Abbey the real beauty of St Paul’s

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Yes, I have a penchant for doing weird things, things that not only put me in some discomfiture but also make my friends roll on the floor with mirth. This time I burnt my chin. And not only did I do something so silly, I also put it up as my facebook status to make sure that the whole world laughs at me. Some of my more curious friends have been busy speculating on how I managed to accomplish

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Todays Thursday Challenge is Doors.Here are some doors I captured during my travels:  I love the way this door is decorated with flowers ! Specially since its a Fudgerie and had the most delicious assortment of chocolates inside ! Captured in Quebec City !   This is a Pub in London - What vibrant colours !    And finally the gate to Hampton Court !  Travel does open a lot of

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Jhansi Fort

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This week"s challenge is Hard (Rock, Ice, Brick, Steel, Cement,...) This Rock near Gangotri really intrigued me .. its interesting the way its neatly sliced into two ! The mighy Ganges roars down from Gomukh into Gangotri here. The Rocks seem really hard, but look how over the many centuries, the River Ganga has managed to wear them down create so many crevices .....   And Finally ..... :P

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This article in yesterday’s newspaper caught my eye. It talks about how singles in their 50s are now looking towards remarriage or Live In relationships. I find the idea very intriguing and interesting! There is no harm in getting married or Living In with somebody even if you are in your 50s. I have always maintained that marriage should not be treated as something one “Must” do at a certain age

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This week's Thursday Challenge is CREATIVE (Fine Arts, Crafts, engineering, Music, Clothing,...) I don't think I have seen a finer specimen of creativity and craftsmanship than the Khajuraho temples. The temples are exquisitively carved .......  and have a symmetry and harmony to them that has to be seen to be believed ........  The sculptures look so realistic that you almost expect them

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Can you see the bird above and the Iron bird below ? Toronto Skyline

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Author:Rajeev Nanda Publisher:LeadStart Publishing How many of us have conversations with ourselves or with people close to us – not mundane conversations about day to day things but thought provoking conversations that force you to introspect and analyze your whole thought process. The book “Conversations” is all about that. “Conversations” is an amalgam of stories and poems –all of them

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For us Diwali morning meant getting up early and giving the already spic and span house another thorough cleaning. By afternoon the floor and furniture would be gleaming, the cushions would be plumped up and new silk cushion covers would be out. I would rush to the market to buy flowers and mango leaves for decorating the temple and also come back with bouquets of whatever flowers I could find. I

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London is a mecca for theater lovers and The Globe is a pilgrimage all Shakespeare theater lovers must make ! As an ardent literature and theater fan,The Globe for me was a must visit! The original Globe Theater was built by Shakespeare’s theater company to stage his plays. It was destroyed in the Great London fire. The current theater is built almost as a replica of the theater in Shakespeare’s

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mine would be saying good bye to me right now! And before wishing me adieu and running off to another blogger who at least cares about it enough to write regularly, it would curse me heartily for neglecting it so!For I am not a good blogger. Rather I am a moody whimsical writer who writes with frenzy when the mood strikes me and then goes through phases where I simply ignore my blog for weeks

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This Week the Thursday Challenge is GOLDEN. I can only think of the sun when someone says the word Gold ... Here are a few snaps that I clicked in the course of my travels ....  Sunset turns the St Lawerence River into molten gold  Rays of the rising sun like golden arrows over the River Ganges at Rishikesh  The sun turns the Eaton School into a Golden Yellow 

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Author: Puneetinder Kaur Sidhu Publishers: Leadstart Publishing Price:150/- As most of you know, I am an incurable travel addict. I have to go on a trip at least once every 3-4 months or I am left feeling extremely dissatisfied and restless with my life. I am also a sucker for travelogues so when Blog Adda had "Adrift – A Junket Junkie in Europe" up for review I grabbed it in a flash! "

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Westminister Abbey ... An ancient church steeped in history ... A place of Royal coronations and burials and most recently the royal wedding of Prince William and Kate Middleton. Most of the people who go to Westminster, just look at the whole Big Ben, Houses of Parliament, Westminister Abbey Trafalgar square bit from a tourist bus and content themselves by clicking a few snaps from the outside

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Quebec City - Canada

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Across the Westminster Bridge lies the Big Ben and the houses of parliament. I chose a warm sunny day to walk across the bridge to reach the big Ben. Next to it is the imposing House of Parliament. Its a great deal of effort to go inside - you need a whole lot of permissions so I just contented myself by clicking photographs from the outside. A short walk down the street is 10 Downing

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After I was done with Trafalgar square, I decided to walk to Buckingham palace. Its quite a walk but I didn’t really mind. I believe that the best way to see a city is by foot. I like doing things at my own pace and I abhor guided tours where they stuff a lot of useless information about a place down your throat and then herd you quickly to the next tourist spot without giving you much time to

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Do you guys remember the opening scene of Dilwaale Dulhaniya Le Jayenge – The one where Amrish Puri is feeding the pigeons at Trafalgar square? Well believe it or not, doing that was on top of my "Must Do things in London"list. I didn’t care what else I did or did not do, but feed the pigeons at Trafalgar Square I must. I would not consider my London trip a success unless I did that ! So one fine

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There is joke in London that the British Airways (they were one of the initial owners of London Eye before Merlin Entertainment bought it) was earning so much from the London eye that they planned to give up their Airline Business!There might be some truth in this statement as London eye is one of the biggest tourist attractions in London. Also, The setting for it is perfect. It’s on the south

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Author - Kanika DhillonPublishers - Westland Publishers "Bombay Duck is a Fish" is Kanika Dhillon’s debut novel. Kanika is a scriptwriter at Shahrukh Khan’s Red Chilly Entertainment so perhaps it is not surprising that she has chosen Bollywood as the setting of her novel. The book traces the journey of Neki Brar who leaves her Amritsar home for Bombay with dreams of becoming a Film-Maker. 

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A few months back we had a blog meet. Me, Shail, Abha and Ritu got together to spent a fantastic afternoon where a lot of good food was partaken of and the art of blogging discussed and ruminated upon.  But the star topic, a topic on which we continued to debate for a long time and have finally agreed to disagree on is the entirely unfair and bossy attitude of an elder sibling over the younger

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Cold, that was the first word that came to my mind when I got off at Heathrow. Yes, I was naive enough to expect the British summer to be actually warm! In the coming few days I was to learn a lot about the treacherous London weather! Cold also applied to the rather stern faced immigration officer who scrutinized my visa for what seemed like an eternity and asked me innumerable questions till he

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This weeks thursday challenge is "EMPTY" (House, Room, Playground, Glass, Container, Chair,...) My entry is the famed red telephone booths from London. I saw many of them scattered all over the city but I never saw anyne making a call from them. They were always empty !

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After a simply fabulous dream come true vacation. Thoroughly tanned, much slimmer (thanks to the walking and backpacking) and with enough good memories and sunshine moments to last a lifetime. The backpack has been traded for the official handbag, The scruffy jeans and Ts for formal wear,I sit in the office trying to look business like but I am in far away Montreal listening to jazz music as I

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And I am ready to go :) I am off on a much awaited, much anticipated and much longed for vacation to UK and Canada. I am rather well known for embroiling myself in a lot of weird and funny incidents while travelling such as getting stuck in loos, fainting in caves from claustrophobia, being mistaken for a foreigner in India (I swear I was once trekking in Uttarakhand and this guy thought I was

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So I was trying to work while impatiently waiting for the mobile to ring. A good friend and colleague`s wife was in labor and we expected a call from him any moment. Finally the call came with the very elated and teary eyed (with joy) new dad telling us about the birth of his daughter.After we had spread the word around office and were generally talking about it another colleague said “Ab woh

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Overheard at work ..... PM to the Admin guy – We are going to get very esteemed visitors tomorrow. Please get some momentum. Admin guy (looking indignant) – Momentum! sir there is no need to gain momentum. We are well prepared. Everything is moving as per schedule. PM – what do you mean there is no need for momentum. We must give them momentum. It’s a tradition. Admin guy (Now very confused)

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It’s that time of the year again, when we slather on sunscreen even when we go out just for five minutes, when the sun is harsh and unbearable even at nine in the morning and the dust and the looh drives us indoors cursing the weather gods. Going out is a pain and all outdoor activities come to a standstill. There are no bazaars and fests and there is no theater. Places like Delhi Haat and

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The crowd waits impatiently, buzzing like a swarm of bees. He stands his guard, jittery inside but hiding it under a thin veneer of calm. The man on the other end runs, then throws. A graceful sweep, a flying arch in the air. His eyes follow it and he slowly smiles. And India goes berserk ! (This is my belated tribute to M S Dhoni and his magnificent sixer that brought the world cup home :) 

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Man is by nature a social animal. Even those of us who cherish our solitude seek company from time to time. Unless you are a yogi totally immersed in the search for self realization, I don’t think anybody would like to live a totally solitary life! I sometimes feel that in today’s world, we are slowly turning into lonely islands. We definitely live in wonderful times in terms of communication.

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The lane leading up to my house is really narrow and there is no way two cars can pass side by side specially if there are cars already parked on both sides of the lane. So I was driving up this lane when another car with a woman driver turned the corner and started coming straight towards me. She realized too late that  she would not be able to pass me so she stopped. I rolled down my window

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There is this strange syndrome we Indians seem to be afflicted with, and it’s known as the “What will People Say” syndrome. This syndrome afflicts people of all ages and sex but the biggest causality is the Indian woman. The one sentence that the Indian woman fears the most after the much dreaded “Please Adjust” is “What will People Say “. Their whole lives are governed by this statement. Want to

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The recent Tsunami in Japan really shook me up. Watching the tsunami ravage a land that I have such good memories of was very distressing and painful. But amidst all the disaster what really struck me was the orderly and organized way things are still functioning in Japan. There was no mayhem and no lawlessness in the aftermath of this tragedy. I read a few articles including this one about the

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I have been a bad girl! I promised to do a Blog Marathon this month, wrote faithfully for 11 days and then promptly disappeared! My sincere apologies but I was really and truly hard pressed for time and didn’t want to write half hearted posts just for the heck of writing. It’s more important to write posts worth reading rather than just mindless blabber is it not! Any how now that I have

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I almost gave up on the NaBloPoMo today as I am really not feeling well. I am down with severe bronchitis that has me coughing and wheezing like an old woman. All I have been doing since yeserday is lying in bed, sucking cough drops and catching up on my reading. But a promise is a promise and when I promise to blog everyday, blog every day I will! It’s just that today I really can’t muster up

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The theme for this thursday is "MANY" (Candies, Crowd, Paperclips, Coins, Collections,...) My picture today shows prayer wheels from a buddhist temple in Japan. All buddhist temples have prayer wheels but I was amazed that this temple had so many and that too so colorful ! (click to enlarge the pic) Even yesterdays pic was about Japan. Yeah I know I really miss that place !

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 Kamakura Buddha - Japan (Click to enlarge) 

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Story 1 Reema sat on the bed crying. Manish stood next to her trembling with rage. The belt was still in his hand. “So you want to go to see your parents. How dare you” He said. “But it’s my brother’s marriage” she spluttered.” I have to attend it”. “You leave this house and I’ll break your legs” he thundered. After he left Reema tried to pull herself together. Her son and her daughter stood by

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Eyes fixed ahead, Tightly clenched hands You watch it run by run Ball by ballShouting, cheering, jeering, and snarlingWhen we mention your obsessive absurditybored, we squirm and fidget As we curse your affinity To the game of cricket! Written for Three word wednesday. (Prompts - Affinity,Mention,Fidget)

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I walk on the frozen lake watching the birds fly forlornlyIn search of some fish Written for Haiku Heights -Prompt Cold)

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I decided to make Pasta for dinner today. I boiled up some pasta, sautéed some vegetables and then tossed the two together. Finally I added some garnishing. But I was not too happy with the result. It was same old boring pasta with a lot of vegetables in it ! Then I added some of this. And the result was some yummy tangy tongue tickling pasta ! All it required was some tang to turn a boring

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So on the way home from work, I was sitting in the cab quietly minding my own business while the guy next to me was regaling everyone else with the marriage proposals he is getting. “ Ek ladki to Lucknow ki hai, uske father railways mein hain acchi khaasi kamayi hai, doosri delhi mein naukri karti hai, software engineer hai, uski bhi salary achi hai, onsite bhi ja kar aayi hai, paisa to kamaya

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There is one thing in India that we don’t find in any other country. And no, I don’t mean the heat and dust, the pollution or the corruption :) I am talking about the various vendors that roam the streets selling everything under the sun! I call them the “wallahs” of our country, since we simply name them by affixing “wallah” to whatever they are selling! For example doodh-wallah, Sabzi-wallah

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 Delhi Haat (Click to enlarge) 

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  Tomorrow is Shivratri, Lord Shiva’s birthday and somehow I always associate Lord Shiva with Peace, serenity, solitude, mountains and snow. That is why I am so fond of going to Kedarnath. I find the scenic beauty as well as the spiritual grandeur of that place unparalleled to anywhere else. I have blogged about my visit to Kedarnath here and here. Whenever I think of Kedarnath, I am reminded of

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So I am at it again! I have been neglecting this blog again and just posting pics and a few book reviews lately – so much so for the promises to myself and to all you faithful readers to be more regular on my blog. I have decided that the only way I can get rid of this combination of Bloggers block and procrastination is by taking extreme measures. So in a fit of madness I have decided to do a

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My first Thursday Challenge ! The theme for this week is "MOVEMENT" (Shaking, Falling, Bouncing, Jumping, Curling, Sagging,...) What better way to describe movement than the swirling,lunging,whirling sea ! The following pics of whirlpools were taken at Awaji Island, that falls between the Japanese islands of Honshu and Shikoku. Its very famous for its huge and magnificent whirlpools known as

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 Gandhiji ke Teen Bandar - Sabarmati Ashram 

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Author-Preeti Shenoy Publishers-Srishti Publishers Price-100/- Life is what you make it is Preeti Shenoy’s second book. Her first book, 34 Bubblegums and Candies is a lighthearted book about the journey called life and the bittersweet experiences that we get out of it. It’s delightful and it’s peppy. Her second book however, is in a totally different league. Life is what you make it is a story

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I was a bit surprised when Melvin Durai sent me his book to be reviewed so many months after it was published but never one to miss reading a new book I readily agreed. Besides I have been reading his blog on and off for quite some time and was curious to read his first book. Synopsis: The book is about Bala, a mediocre student, who would rather direct Rajnikant movies than become an engineer.

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This post is published as an entry for the KING AND QUEEN OF 55F CONTEST – The first ever unique, challenge for the coveted title in micro fiction category. To catch the crowning moments and also be part of future editions and other contests, visit and register at Cafe GingerChai The rules of the contest are:•You have to write a set of three 55F. •The first two sets should be a story on its

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I was a huge fan of a book called The Borrowers as a kid. It’s a Fantasy novel written by Mary Norton. It talks about little people,about an inch high that live hidden in houses and survive by borrowing things from the human inhabitants of the house. Here is a picture of the book - I always thought that Borrowers were fictional characters but now I am convinced that they are real. Infact , I am

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Shail Mohan of Shail’s Nest,a blog which is one of my absolute favorite haunts tagged me to do this tag on The Bracelet, a Young Adult Fantasy Novel written by Ishaan Lalit or kid #1 of the Weaving a Web Blog fame. Weaving a Web is a fabulous blog by Ritu Lalit who also happens to be Ishaan’s mom.She often writes hilarious accounts of the escapades of her family - Kid #1, Kid #2 and DIL; and I

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I am a rather quirky sort of person, even if I say so myself! Some colleagues at work were discussing quirks the other day and after I had rattled off a few of mine to them the general consensus was that I am the undisputed queen of quirks. That conversation as well as this post by Scribbler inspired me to write a few of my eccentricities here!  Now this really weird - I write with my right hand

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Pics clicked by my 12 year old niece Shaivalini !

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Solitary moon in a starless sky Celestial beauty on a lonely night written for Haiku Heights. Prompt - Celestial 

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I am a sunshine person; I need the day to be bright and sunny. On Bright sunny days you will find me as chirpy as a squirrel but cloudy dull days just make me immensely depressed. I simply can’t muster up enough energy to do anything, and I spend all my time moping around. The more cloudy it is the bleaker my mood! I am the kind of person who would gladly hibernate the drab winter away and only

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So we went to a wedding in Chandigarh. A Sikh friend’s daughter was marrying a Goan Christian with the lovely name of Ashley. And no the bride was not called Scarlett or even Melanie for that matter!  As we queued up waiting to wish the newlyweds, I heard the fat matronly lady in front of me loudly whisper (and if you haven’t heard a Punjabi lady whisper let me assure you that the whisper will

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6th January 2011 So you turn 36 today. Very hard to believe isn’t it! Yesterday I caught you peering into the mirror looking for tell-tale lines around your eyes and mouth and heaving a sigh of relief when you found none. You don’t really feel 36 do you? Infact, you don’t even feel thirty. Only a month back you told a good friend how delighted you are that both of you still retain the same

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Snow Peak at Badrinath - Can you spot the ganesha ?

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So this is my 100th post. Wow! Although for a span of two and a half years 100 posts are rather less. But then I haven’t been very faithful to my blog, ignoring it for long bouts in between and then taking it up whenever the whim to write struck me again.For someone who once dreamt of becoming a writer, I should have been the first to jump aboard the bloggers bandwagon! Actually I did not!

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The reason why you are seeing just wordless wednesdays for the past two weeks is because I am on a mini blog break; to relax, rejuvenate, take stock of the year gone by and for a long awaited family reunion. Will be back in a week or so with hopefully many fresh anecdotes and tales. Meanwhile hope you all are enjoying the festive season !

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 X-mas - Harbourland Kobe, Japan 

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 On the way to gangotri 

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 This is what http://www.urlai.com has to say about my blog : nirjharani.blogspot.com is probably written by a female somewhere between 66-100 years old. The writing style is personal and happy most of the time. So I am a tottering old woman but at least I am a happy one ! :P

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I absolutely love books and usually lap up any challenge that has to do with reading! So when I read a post over at Swaram’s about the 2011 South Asian Challenge hosted at S krishna’s Books I sighed up in a jiffy. This challenge requires us to read books by South Asian authors in 2011. We can choose any level that we want right from reading just one book in the year to reading about 10 books. I

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Author: Suresh Taneja Publisher: Leadstart Publishing Price: 200/-  In his debut book, Suresh Taneja attempts to find a solution for the most rampant problem facing our country – Corruption. And he does this not by preaching or boring us with moral lectures but by writing a story about four friends who come together to transform our country. The book begins in 2030 where India is entirely

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Little Monks -Palampur

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I am the sort of person who abhors change of any kind, especially if the change is technology related. I am not at all technologically savvy and as my tech – geek friends put it not so kindly, for someone who’s worked in the IT industry for the past 8 years, I should be downright ashamed of my lack of knowledge! But I simply can’t seem to understand or operate half the technological devices out

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As someone who is a certified Bookoholic I am fond of all the books that I have. Some books I like because they make me laugh, some because they make me think and some because they are sheer masterpieces with words woven into them as beautifully as an intricate tapestry! And then there are some special books that you can read again and again and again and never tire of. They give you the same

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A handful of memories some lost dreams like sand slipping through my fingers

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This snap was taken by me exactly 5 years back on 24th Nov 2005  in Kyoto !  

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The first bud peeking out of the frost like a stranger unsure of his welcome (This Haiku has been written for Haiku Heights. This weeks Prompt word was Stranger)

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  Autumn - Kyoto, Japan  

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There is a tag doing the round of the blogosphere about books. I love to read and there can be nothing better to break the dry spell on this blog than to write about books. But I found the original tag rather long and tedious so I tweaked it to make my own personalized tag about the joys of reading! So here goes - 1. What do Books mean to you? They are as important as food and water. Hardly

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If readers of this blog (If I have any left by now!) are wondering where I’ve been hiding these past few weeks, I haven’t written because I couldn’t think of anything to write. You see blogging is a not such an easy task. No Sir it isn’t. As someone very wise said once “Writing is easy; all you have to do is sit in front of your typewriter until the sweat on your brow turns to droplets of blood.”

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 Clicked by me at Palampur in March  As you walk in silence through these mountains can you hear your soul rejoice ?

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I celebrated Navratras in Chandigarh after a very long time and participated in a long standing Navratra Tradition of our family-of Worshipping `Sanjhi`. Punjab has a traditional way of celebrating Maa Durgas` visit on earth. In almost all Punjabi households, a ‘Sanjhi’ or Mother Goddess is created out of cowdung and mud and then plastered on the wall. My grandmother used to make Sanjhi by

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Marriage! That all important thing in a woman’s life! Something that gets even more importance in our society than other trivial matters such as education and women’s rights! Our social mindset is such that an Indian woman is only considered to be a “complete woman” if she has a mangalsutra around her neck and a baby on her lap. As someone who is single, I am constantly being told how

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Ginger Chai has published a 55 fiction that I have written. It can be read here Thanks a lot Ginger Chai !

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Autumn leaves flutter down  like tired souls at the end of their lives (Visit Magpietales to get a picture prompt each week)  

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A year back I had written about the travails of travelling by the office cab. Well a lot has happened in that one year. The management finally god fed up of our constant badgering about the downtrodden cab and we got a swanky new cab. Then unfortunately two of my cab mates who had become very good friends changed jobs and the cab journey lost most of its fun. Even more unfortunately three new

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There is a café in Tokyo that I used to haunt. You have to drink their coffee to believe the flavour and the cheesecakes there are simply to die for. You would find me there every weekend, enjoying their coffee or simply spending time reading or working. Today, sitting in Delhi, thousands of miles from Tokyo, I suddenly thought about that cafe. I felt as if I was sitting there, in that

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The old man walked slowly, laboriously; oblivious of the kids around him. Pausing for breath, he watched the brown leaves fluttering down, like tired souls at the end of their lives. Nearby, the freshly planted saplings swayed with the breeze, puny but showing promise of growth. The kids played on, full of vitality and life. Photo clicked by me in Japan - Nov 2005

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He ran furiously, blood thundering in his ears, each breath searing his lungs, every fiber of his being focused on the target;painted an ominous yellow and blue. A last burst of adrenaline; he lunged forward, grabbing the handle by his hand. Triumph! He had managed to catch the last bus home.

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I have a confession to make. I am addicted to making lists. Actually if compulsive list making was a type of OCD, I would be in a padded cell by now. Every morning when most of mankind is groping for their morning cuppa my fingers are itching not towards my cup of coffee but for a pen and paper. I don’t rest in peace till I have written down a list of everything I want to accomplish through the

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Nowhere can man find a quieter or more untroubled retreat than in his own soul- Marcus AureliusA colleague recently took off on a solitary vacation to the hills. He says he really enjoyed being by himself. But what most people found intriguing was that he went all alone. How can you go alone and still have fun? was the question he faced from almost everybody at work.That got me thinking. Why do

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Some friendships are forged in childhood, friends you grow up with and who are a part of all your childhood escapades. Some friends are made in college and the predominant memories with these friends are of classes bunked together, movies seen, last minute cramming before exams and hostel days. Some friends are ‘Travel’ friends who are only remembered when you need to take off on yet another

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[Edited to Add - This post is a winner in the BlogAdda `My Dream Job` Contest. Thanks a lot BlogAdda !]This post is my entry for the Blog Adda Dream Job contest, sponsored by Pringoo.Dream Job ! Ah that elusive thing which we all yearn for but rarely get !Since childhood I've had two passions, Languages and Creative Writing. I love learning languages, love to understand their mysterious

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Today is the last day of the Positivity Experiment. When I Started off with it, I thought it would be difficult to find five Mood Uplifters everyday. But surprisingly it hasn’t been that tough. Over the last few days I have realized that its simply all about attitude.If you WANT to feel positive and Happy, even small things will make you happy, but if you are bent upon being miserable and

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