DREAMS

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INNOCENCE

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ASPIRATIONS

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A RAY OF HOPE

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LOVE

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LIFE

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PASSION

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Nov 24, 2013

My Winning Speech



This would be My Winning Speech on being rewarded the BlogAdda Blog Award!




""The prize for the best blog in the personal category goes to Chitra Nair. ""

As i hear my name being announced my heart skips a beat and i walk with my head high with pride and joy. As i reach the stage, I have been offered the mike to speak a few words and i remind them  I write well and not speak well :)
But then as there is always a first time for everything, I take on the mike and clear my throat  to find myself at a loss of words.
After few heavy breaths, I start talking

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I am glad  Blog Adda chose me for this award and am extremely thankful to the entire team who thought i had it in me to make it to this list.

I have loved writing right from the age of 5. I would scribble down stories and ask my mom to read it.My parents would be my critic then. As i grew, I couldn't find time to sit and write .My sister suggested me to start a blog.The entire idea of starting a blog fascinated me and i started with a bang. One or two posts later, i lost interest and i dumped the idea totally.

This & That was born as a result of a random comment made by my friend Abhi who thought i should shut my mouth and instead put all the garbage that i keep talking onto a paper so that he is not the only one who has to suffer. That comment had a serious impact and i started penning down my thoughts. My blog is just about my thoughts and it is something that lets me pour my heart out. With hundred regular readers to my credit, this two year old baby of mine has given me numerous reasons to be proud of.

I would want to thank my critics, my close friend Sujit, my other friends who have been regular readers,my sister Priya( who is my editor),my fiancee who has been extremely supportive,my mother in law who is proud of me no matter what i write,my colleagues who think i write well.

And my parents, i can't thank them enough; they made me who i am .Ya , one thing that i need to thank them enough is for paying the electricity bills, while i endlessly blogged all night at times.My dad has been my inspiration. And my mom, my encouragement, my backbone!

Am i getting too sentimental here ? hhehe!!

For all those who couldn't make it to the list ,guys dont be disappointed, i would want to quote this ( my favourite lines):


Sitaron Se Aage Jahaan Aur Bhi Hain,
Abhi Blogging Ke Imtihan Aur Bhi Hain

{
Beyond the stars are even more worlds
There are still even more tests of blogging

}
 
Tu Shaaheen Hai, Parvaaz Hai Kaam Tera
Tere Saamne Aasmaan Aur Bhi Hain 


{You are a falcon, your task is to fly
Before you there are other skies as well to cover
  } 


With tears in my eyes, i kiss my trophy and walk down only to be hugged by my mom - the same way she did when i earned hundred bucks for my story writing competition .

Nov 17, 2013

Boulevard Of Broken Dreams

This post was an entry to Read Leaf Poetry India Award

Early Mornings When I walk by
In a Hurry, to Reach my Office Nearby
Across the lane, she walks out of her home
In tattered clothes, she would walk and roam

Her eyes ask questions, a hundred
They gleam at the sight of Bags and books
Down she looks,and silently lifts her basket
Carrying the burden on her tender shoulders.


On being asked, what would you want to be
"A doctor ", she replies with glee
Breaking into an angelic smile
She walks away.....

A Lost Child hood, Hundred Broken Dreams
She silently gets lost in the crowd of Millions
Selling her wares,Selling her innocence
Pushed and Shoved in the crowds

On my way back,I Find her sitting alone
A broken doll , a broken toy would lay by her side
Nothing to study, nothing to look forward for
A day of Struggle just sets by.

No crayons would add the hue
No spray paints would add that color
Hardships and struggles have marred her life
Colors of Worry Now Fill The Palette Of her Life

A boulevard of broken dreams she lives in
Having Lost Her way to A Carefree Childhood,
Stuck in a maze of poverty
She stares into the void with empty eyes

Unsure of what the future beholds for her
Unsure of what the next morning awaits
She slips into deep slumber on the pavement
Skeptical of waking up alive the next day....




Nov 12, 2013

Love Forever!


This post is an entry for Platinum Day of Love Contest on Indiblogger

 
When you are in love, everyday is like a platinum day  of love. There are ups and downs in every relationship but there are moments captured in each of them which form memories and get framed in the sands of time.
I am a die hard romantic and i see love in the simplest of the stuff that my partner does for me. Everyone does silly stuff when they are young, everyone tries to woo you when you are hot , sexy and young.
For me my platinum day of love would be when :
 - I grow old, i no longer have a figure to flaunt and my partner still finds me beautiful.
- I grow old and he finds my body beautiful even with those stretchmarks and post pregnancy marks.
-  I grow old and still we would have that one weekend coffee date. the typical filter coffee that i would make for him or the one he would make for me.
- We would see our grandchildren growing up and he reading stories to them and me.
- He would worry about me not taking my medicines .
- He would worry about me returning home late .
- He would occasionally bring flowers for me from the  local flower market.
- He would bring me "one saree" that would have such awful designs but would insist on me wearing it.
-When I would pose in for a photograph with him and still find him handsome like always.


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-When we would fight and not talk for days,and he would make attempts to break the ice.
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- When he would cook me my favourite meal once in a while.
- Our long walks together discussing our life and our moments spent together.
- when I am fast asleep after a hard day’s work and  he puts a warm blanket on me

- When I cook terribly and he says “It’s yummy”

- when he would kiss me goodnight, and i would pray to wake up every morning next to him.

All these are some rare moments ; are rare and unique like the platinum.
For me love is eternal just like "platinum" the metal which stands for love and purity. For me love is all about growing old with my partner. Its all about living for the one special person ,accepting them with their imperfections and making it a perfect platinum life full of such wonderful platinum moments. 

i believe Love is like a bottle of wine which just gets better and better as we age and if your's is such a love that has grown lovelier over the years,mark this milestone by getting your partner platinum love bands which would be an epitome of your everlasting love.

                                

Oct 24, 2013

Am Back!!


Oh my god i missed blogging so much. I have been away for the last two months( not sure whether anyone noticed) but  then it's been a hectic two months and i have missed my presence in  the blog-o-sphere.

I have been busy shedding weight, getting my boyfriend get engaged to me and lots more.  Ha!! so to cut short i would bring to you all the what ,why hows of my life :)


Ok ! several good things, bad things, and several I care a damn stuff happened  in  the last two months
We begin with the Good Stuff
Good Stuff :  Good Stuff coming in a number of blog posts after this one... Well I wouldnt disappoint you,I won an Ipad 3g and am going crazy about it. . Lots of engagement news ,marriage news. I shed lots of weight(this is the best news)
A close friend of mine got married and there couldn't be a more happier news than this one.

Bad stuff : Every bad stuff brings in a lot of lessons for those who want to take the downs in life positively.
Lots of friendships ruined. There is a reason why we aren't friends anymore- either u dont deserve me or its the vice versa. Whatever it is , I have no regrets.....

I don't Care A Damn Stuff : A so called "Bessshhhht Friend " left  few weeks back ,just left like a coward and betrayed my friendship in her/his  own sweet way.
Baby, I care a damn ... just for your information you are not someone people would want to know about, or you aren't that inspiring for me to keep a track on your whereabouts.. You are simply a face I would blink and miss
And yeah this person deserves this special mention here because you all would have had  a friend whom you thought was your best buddy but eventually turns out to be a bad horrible person . Am sure you guys would be able to relate with it .. what I went through !

Keep reading posts to have a detailed version of all the highlights...

Am back with a bang!! and you guys can expect some good quality posts.

Oct 2, 2013

Never Mind Yar! - Book Review



 This book review is a part of the Book Reviews Program at BlogAdda

As the book says "The title is an attitude - our tendency to feel defeated by the scale and nature of certain problems. Rather than meet them head on, we circumvent them with a sigh and a consoling “never mind, yaar”.

When long time friends Binaifer Desai and Louella D’Costa meet Shalini Dayal at Gyan Shakti College, a true friendship that transcends cultural and religious backgrounds is born. Louella is a Christian, Binaifer, a Parsi and Shalini, a Hindu.

The novel’s main plotline surrounds Shalini who has fallen for an impetuous student activist, Bhagu. Where does his desire to help the less fortunate lead him? The challenges are many - Shalini’s tradition bound family, the couple’s youth and inexperience and the travails of life in Mumbai, a city the girls love but know, is fraught with communal tension."


The story is based in Mumbai and it reflects the "chalta- hai"  attitude that we all have. The story begins with two girls from different backgrounds and different religions meeting up in college and how one thing leads to another and their lives change forever. Interestingly the Mumbai blasts and the riots are woven into the plot too.  The things that i liked about the book are how the  problems, the dilemnas that people face in Mumbai are expressed.Its really impressive the way the writer has chalked out the protagonists of her story.
Pros :You  may like this book, if you are bored of the typical love sagas that the new writers are churning up.This is something different and would grasp attention of those who love variety. I liked this book because it's about Mumbai- my city. The writer has portrayed Mumbai's spirit  even when it burned to ashes during blasts as also the brighter side of the city that never sleeps.

Cons: Lot of punctuation errors. The book is slow. You definitely need to put in a lot of effort to finish off the entire book.At certain parts, the story is confusing and loses the plot. There is a lack of clarity in the story too at certain areas. The story fails to draw your attention and keep you hooked to the book.

The cover of the book is bland and isn't attractive at all. The cover could have been much better and creative
Price - 350bucks
Ratings : 2/5 ( You can give this book a miss)
Still if you wish to against my reviews and give it a try you can find this book at pothi.com. Amazon India, Flipkart,Infibeam.

You may enjoy reading !!!