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Thank You!!

Water helps the plants to grow green and strong. Likewise, motivation and encouragement helps any writer to grow wiser and write effectively in future. It helps him/her to know their mistakes and positives through healthy feedbacks. Feedbacks can be from friends, fellow bloggers, family or any person who has a good eye for reading. I have one such person to thank. It has been long overdue. It is a respect that i have for her which i would like to mention her name and thank her for all those feedbacks she offered me. Those feedbacks helped me to hold the ropes and march steadily. Privy Trifles aka Namrata, an author of couple of books who is a fellow blogger has supported me through my blogging journey. Whenever I post something on my blog, she is the one who gives me immediate reply or comment. Those thoughtful comments showed how she showed her eagerness to know the plot. That motivated me to develop my plot and make it more readable. Thanks so much Privy for your seamless support

WAIT before you ask someone their WEIGHT

This is the post which is for people who are more concerned in checking out opposite person’s body weight. I don’t know why I wanted to write this post but this is the one thing which bothers me to eternity and I would like to spread awareness and inject little bit of science behind this. Let me tell you the person who is on the slimmer side (I don’t want to call them thin)  is not his or her choice. Everything cannot boil down to that one matter – EATING HABITS.  1)       It is not ME , blame ME-TABOLISM You know about that strange thing called Metabolism. It is the process by which your body converts what you eat and drink into energy. In the people who are on the slimmer side, this process happens fast and it is very active. In this process, they burn their calories and tend to be as they are and not gain weight. 2)       My appetite is not tight Whoever thinks that the person on the slimmer side doesn’t eat, please give it a thought. They eat enough. Instead t

Columns, Tea and Justice - Part 1

Sipping a hot cup of tea, Devyani sat with the newspaper. It was a morning ritual for her to go through the headlines with a hot cuppa chai. For someone who is into writing, it becomes a forever job to learn from other person’s writings. Newspaper not only provided her information about the happenings around the city but also provided a great deal of insight on writing skills. After talking with Pearl and wishing her mom goodbye, she left for work. Pearl was her stress buster, companion, and soul mate. Cuddling her, running her hand in Pearl’s forehead, smoothing her tail provided much needed comfort, for her profession involved severe pressure and stress. To give an introduction, Devyani Sharma, Twenty and nine, was working in one of the leading Magazine as a Senior Writer. Her writings ranged from health, women, travel, and technology to social issues. She was spearheading the Mumbai unit and won various accolades for her esteemed work. Her day at work started at 8.30 a.m

Ancient Love: Getting a Musasm – Version1

When I say Musasm, please don’t wear your dirty thoughts hat as you would be thoroughly disappointed. I have a very different piece to present here. We all are interested in Music. What kind of Music? Music of varied types be it western, classical, jazz, latin and so on. Music is very graceful. Something we can relate it to our thoughts, life and experiences. It takes us to a new land filled with soul and peace. But what happens when Music doesn’t have any words. Will it lose its sense? Will it lose its sanity? Will it lose its sanctity? I don’t think so. One such beautiful piece which woke my senses or touched my soul is Ancient love by Sitar stalwart Anoushka Shankar. She comes from a very lustrous background of Music with her dad ‘Ravi Shankar on one side and half sister ‘Norah Jones’ on the other. Her work has always amused me to a large extent. The way she plays Sitar, One can see god or feel his presence in it. Everything about Ancient love – The piece starts with a Hi