Life as it comes..

Disclaimer: This is not a paid advertisement or propaganda. I wouldn’t dare do that about something personal to me. A whiff of Warm Vanilla Sugar, just as the name suggests brings warm memories to me which are mostly sweet like sugar and vanilla like I.e. subtle, not over powering, sweet but not too much and one can hardly dislike it. It not only brings warm memories but also somehow makes me feel the warmth of a caregiver. By now, you have already guessed what I am talking about. Yes, Warm Vanilla Sugar is a perfume by Bath and Body Works, one that I have been using from years now. I might be one of those few women who has purchased her perfume like she would purchase her veggies or mobile plan! There’s anyway not too much thought required in buying the same old, good old. I was first introduced to this scent by my childhood friend who got me a warm vanilla sugar gift hamper as a souvenir from her first trip to USA. This was the time when India had no Bath and Body works stores. I rem

All of our lives are consciously or unconsciously in preparation for that one moment where we can finally feel proud for making it count. Ernest Hemingway’s “The old man and the sea”, which won him the Pulitzer prize is a narration of one such glorious moment of an ordinary old fisherman - Santiago. It is the story of how Santiago who is struck by ‘salao’ (bad luck) and hasn’t had a single catch in almost 3 months decides to endure any challenge that might come in the hope to reverse his unproductive streak. The decision sees him stuck deep in the sea for three long days having baited a huge Marlin but unable to pull it up and holding onto the fish line with every ounce of strength his body can produce.  As the struggle between the old man and the giant marvellous Marlin progresses, what we witness are the beautiful, intricate layers of a not-so-ordinary man and the sheer strength and grace of the mighty nature. I feel this is something we all can personally relate to - going through b

 It's Friday night and I had a horrible, long and tiring day at office.F inally, at 8.30pm after almost 12 straight hours of being at office and working for the day, when I got up, my slogging ass thanked me for releasing it off the pressure for a few minutes :D I expected the traffic to be better but who was I kidding? Bangalore Traffic! on a Friday night! Better?? *add a loud monstrous sarcastic evil laughter* MY FOOT!!! Riding back, thanks to the dark streets minus streetlights, as*****s who drive with high beam within city limits and potholes which are the size of a manhole, I had numerous moments where I thought today was the last day of my life on this wretched planet but guess the universe isn't done with me yet! Finally, after what seemed an hour of riding to cover a distance well within 10kms, I almost reached home if not for spotting a newly opened cafe. And suddenly, there was this beautiful thought inside my head to go on a date with myself!! I know right! That '