A Nine-gated Palace

Sir utha ke upar dekha To neela asmaan paya Ek lambi sans bhari Aankhen bund ki Aur tabhi bahut der se Ruki hawa Choo Gaye gaalon KO Kaanon KO Baalon KO Aisa laga ki kissine yaad kiya Kya hota hai aisa Koi kahin yaad Kare Aur hawa chal padhe Aur dil ki deewaron KO Bhi sahla jaaye Kya hota hai aisa?

Why the hell when number 8 date comes I start getting goose bumps. Eight gets me inside its circles and drown me down. Its been rare when a day with 4 or 8 date goes easy on me. Either my laptop gets struck, I get myself in some ruffle, or I hurt myself or any other mishap happens. They say all days are same, but not for me. And I think there must be few people around who also feel the same.  So what is this with 8? The question haunts me every now n then. I searched web to look for my answers, read books n literature on numerology, discussed it with scholars and others. But in vain ! And then one dine day I realized that its all in my mind. 4 and 8 dates are really same as other dates. Because all Daya can not be same always. There has to be a bad day n a good day. So its just a matter if time that 3rd might be good n 4th went off bad. So now this does not bother me anymore and I try to take each day as it comes So lets have 4 cheers instead of 3 :) Hip hip hurray

Power of pens This pic is depicting a lone survivor with his only strength - pen  What title would you give to this pic?  Do reply, be innovative with crazy ideas 

Striking contrast between today's and yesteryear   transport - car and horse cart.  When the past meets the present ! 

Sometimes I wonder how God handles all of us. Yes it includes ALL of us, everyone on this planet - human beings, animals, insects, every flora or fauna. We are indeed puppets in HIS hands as rightly said in an old Bollywood cinema. Everything happens for a reason and that too a good one. There is a reason behind the chirping of birds, there is a reason behind roar of a lion, there is a reason behind life and death, and there is a reason behind every accident and incident. In my, not very long lifespan, I have not come across any incident, which has not positively affected me. Even the mistakes & blunders did make a huge impact on the environment around us. Recently I encountered an interesting episode, in which the mistakes done could have been a disaster, if it was not God's wish. But to view it in other way, again it was a lesson to teach how to avoid our carelessness and un responsive behaviour. And there is a third view to it as well, that there are infect many ...

In my short career span of consultancy business, I came across n types of resumes. They all are in different colour, shapes and sizes. My eyes open to MS word document in the morning and closes with the same in the morning. It’s totally wonderful and fun seeing different types of resumes. The word “résumé" or "Curriculum Vitae"(the generation Y name of resume) is a brief account of a person's education, qualifications, and previous experience, typically sent with a job application. In Latin its actually means “course of life”.  When we open a resume we can actually see the complete picture of life of candidate. Candidate mentions all the details of the company they have worked with in the past and present. We spend 8-10 yrs of our day in the office and sometimes it becomes our “second home”. Most of the resumes are just written for the sake of mentioning all the details. It seems resume of Person “a” is written by a person “b”. I mean to say resume does not see...

Whenever there is a rain be it in winters or summers, it makes me more vocal, active, romantic and I suddenly become eager to shed out words out of 'brain bank' about anything. Today in winters of January its raining outside and that too very heavily since morning. The wind is heavy and very cold. My kids are gone to school and husband to office. I am trying to take time out to write something amidst this cold winter morning. Well ! finally I got myself settled in front of my Mac and started typing on key board. And suddenly I was out of words as if simply words were not coming to me. Then I realized that here I am sitting in the cozy comfort of my study room, enjoying this awesome weather, and there is someone out side my home, colony, city or country who is much less fortunate, struggling hard - full of frustration fighting a lone battle with this weather. I mean what am I thinking ? Rains, baarish, mausam these all are beautiful romantic words for me and someone e...

Education, for me had always been a legacy to carry forward or you can say, it’s been a part of daily existence like breathing, eating, playing, or loving.   As my parents were from academic background, both my brother and me had lots of pressure for studying hard and getting best grades. We never had a thought or say what should we study or what should be the next course we opt. So when this question was thrown to me I was very happy to catch it. If you could study/specialise in any subject of your choice in the UK, what would it be, where and why? Being from a small town of Uttar Pradesh, India, I always had a dearth of career opportunities to go for. Though there were universities, colleges having known and famous scholars as professors, but somehow that was ‘Run of the mill’ kind of thing. And being one of the sheep was highly unacceptable for me.   I did my post graduation in Botany and shifted my base to capital of the country. I always thought that De...

This is the time when I am enjoying the age of my growing kids the most. Sometimes I feel very happy, content, sometimes frustrated and highly irritated. But Life goes on. That’s why its said that time is eternal, limitless and without any boundaries. I have two sons, one is 9 years and little one is 4 years. And like any other mother I adore them despite all the hitches and hurdles they create in smooth running of home. They are my treasures. My younger son always inspire me to write, he is always unto something new and interesting and compel me to pen down my thoughts. Now days he is all excited to see the clock. Yes! Clock. Sounds weird. Isn't it? He screams whenever he sees a clock and become excited to see the moving seconds hand. He will ask me to give a glance to the clock. And I can’t stop myself staring him. He himself never loses the sight of seconds needle moving. Yes, I understand, at his age any moving non-living thing is an object of enthusiasm and eagerness. Bu...