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Our First Valentine’s Day – My Platinum Day of Love.

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Young love gets very excited with first of everything; first date, first kiss, first movie together, first New Year’s Eve together, and the biggie – the very first Valentine’s Day. To recall my Platinum Day of Love I mentally scanned millions of memories and out of many one stood out as the earliest one.

This memory is more than 13 years old but I still remember like it happened yesterday. Before visiting my Platinum Day of Love let me give you some background. I met my husband 10 years before we tied the knot. I won’t say it was love at first sight but we instantly become good friends. Our interests were similar like we loved the same kind of food, movies, places to hang out and all those little things played a big role to get us closer to each other.

That year the Valentine’s Day was special for me. It was my first year out of a very strict all girls school and in college. I was looking towards celebrating my first ever grown up romantic valentine party arranged by the seniors of my college.

I planned the dress, makeup & hair, the shoes that will go with the dress and everything well in advanced now all I needed for my perfect romantic Valentine party was a date. Don’t get me wrong some boys did ask me (I remember at least 4) some well in advanced but all those were turned down and some very harshly by my best friend. He had a strong negative opinion about every boy who tried to be my date for the Valentine’s party.

He was against the concept of Valentine’s Day like Grinch against Christmas. Everyone in my college was excited about the romantic day except the one person I really wanted to celebrate with. He was having debates about how the day is nothing but a commercial celebration and how the greeting cards, flowers and chocolate industries rip off gullible youngsters. I imagined him as the prince charming in my fairy tale and he was behaving like the fire-breathing dragon guarding the tower.

The day before the party we were hanging out with our friends; one of them asked what would my perfect Valentine’s Day be like and without a thought I said a long romantic bike ride to some beautiful place. He looked at me and gave me a smile. We did share a moment but we both didn’t have the guts to tell our true feelings for each other. All my friends decided to go to the party as a group and not in pairs thanks to the grumbling of the Valentine Grinch in our group.

The next morning as planned I packed my dress, makeup and shoes in a bag. We were going to attend the party right after classes. Deep in my thoughts I was getting dressed for my early morning classes. I remembered how he drove away every guy trying to ask me for a date. Maybe that is his way of showing he thinks of me more than a friend. May be when the time is right we will get to the place where telling each other about our feelings will not be so awkward.

It was a beautiful morning, the sun was rising, and the winter was very well showing its presence in Pune. I got in the bus that I regularly took for college and just like any other day I buried my head in a book. This was a very early bus and hardly had any passengers, I sat near a window to enjoy the cool winter breeze. Honking from a motorcycle distracted my reading. I looked out of the window and noticed two of my friends on a bike riding along my bus.

Aditi sitting behind held out a big chart paper having a huge “B” written on it; I waved to ask her what are doing but they rode ahead. Another bike with two more of my friends rode along the bus and Sarika who was sitting behind held another sign that read “My”. I was thrilled and a bit embarrassed with this act of my friends as everyone in that bus including the conductor was looking at these signs. The conductor made it more embarrassing as he was reading the signs out load.

After the second bike moved ahead along came the third bike on which Radhika sitting behind held out a sign that read “Valentine.” The conductor promptly read it out loud. Then he said out the whole sentence with the excitement of a child solving a puzzle; “B My Valentine.” Some in the bus giggled and some shook their head in disapproval for the crazy act of the youngsters.

I hid my face with my book bit shocked with this surprise and then the fourth bike came along with only one rider, my price charming who came close to my window and yelled out; “If the answer is yes please get down at the next stop.” I could not believe what was happening. Nobody ever did anything like this for me and I couldn’t wait to see what else was planned by my friends. I got down at the next stop. My seven friends grinning like the Cheshire cat and their four motorcycles where waiting for me at that stop.

I looked in his eyes and saw a spark like never before. Today he was more than my best friend, today he was my valentine. I sat on his bike and we all drove towards our college. I rested my head on his back and closed my eyes. The cool touch of his leather jacket felt so nice against my cheek. I put my arms around him and held him tightly. I never wanted that moment to end.

When we reached college it looked completely different. Lots and lots of bikes where cluttered in front of the gate almost everyone from my class was standing there. “What’s going on?” I asked him. “Well, didn’t you say something about a bike ride? I spread that idea among our class mates and got an overwhelming response. Now we all our going for a long bike ride to Kashid beach, it will take roughly 3 to 4 hours and then back till night. We have planned to bunk the classes and ditch the senior’s party. Please tell me if you like the plan or would you like to do something else. Either ways I would love to spend this day with you.” He replied.

How could I say no to something like that and so our road trip started from college at around 7 am. Our convoy of 14 bikes and 28 youngsters mostly couples reached the beach before 11 am. The bike ride was tiring but the roads were beautiful. The roads had lush greenery on both sides and very less traffic compared to the city ones. Riding along with a huge group was such an amazing experience.

On that bike I felt close to him like never before. Several times he touched my hand in the most loving way. My hands were sometimes resting on his thigh or hugging his chest. He kept asking me if I was comfortable or if he needs to stop for a break all along the road. In the morning when it was cold he told me to put my hands in his jacket pockets to keep them warm.

The day we spent on the beach was mesmerizing. Most of my college mates enjoyed group activities but I just loved walking on the wet sand and feeling the waves on my feet. The tiredness from the journey melted in seconds as my feet touched the cool and soft sand. The ocean waves were inviting and a dip in them made the trip completely worth it.

Just before sunset and before leaving that beautiful place I wanted to take a last long walk on the beach. He joined me and we walked along the long beach holding hands, taking like we are dating for years, picking up any interesting shell that we spot in the sand and of course playing with the foamy waves with our feet. He suddenly stopped, “I think we came too far. We can’t even hear our friends. Let’s go back.”

We turned back but we stopped for few minutes to notice the most beautiful sunset we ever saw. The sky turned red it looked like the universe was blushing as we were getting closer. He held me from behind, his hands crossing near mine. I never felt so secured, so safe yet so vulnerable before. He kissed my cheek and they copied the blush of the sky. For us the world stood still for that moment. Our feelings for each other were clearer more than ever. That sunset was the end of all the awkwardness and confusion. That was the moment we became one.

My Platinum Day of Love was nothing like I dreamed or planned but it was magical. I did wear the dress and makeup I packed in my bag but on another day for our first date just the two of us. I thank God that it also went nothing as planned and that is a whole another story. Now every day I try to live my life not as per some schedule or plan but trying to recreate the magic I experienced on my Platinum Day of Love. Why Platinum because we are blessed with true love that does not fade with time and a precious metal like Platinum compliments our eternal love.

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5 tips to comfort your dog during fireworks


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The festive season is close and firework stalls have opened in every nook and corner. For us a night of fireworks is a night of celebration but for the pets it can be nothing less than a nightmare.

Every year we hope that our fearful pup will react less to the noise and smell of fireworks; and every year it breaks our heart to watch him/her tremble with fear. In this situation if you play your role like a strong pack leader you minimize the anxiety level of your dog.

With the help of some research and preparation we can comfort our lovable pet and I am glad to share 5 tips that I found most helpful.

1. Prepare a safe place: Till now you must have noticed your dog’s safe place where he likes to go and hide when he senses anything he does not enjoy like fireworks or bath time. Prepare that place with clean and comfortable bedding. Keep some fresh water and some of his favorite treats in the food bowl. Placing some chew toys will make the hiding place more fun.

2. Exercise: Take your dog for a longer walk or play with him long enough to make him tired before the fireworks start. This will help him to be less excited during fireworks.

3. Indoors: Get your pet in the house long before the fireworks start. This will protect him/ her from running away and getting lost. After the fireworks cool down make sure that you take your dog for a walk in a clean area where he/she will not stumble upon burnt firework leftovers.

4. Id tag: Dogs do get scared enough to run away, get lost or worst get hurt where there are fireworks bursting everywhere. Make sure your Dog is wearing a comfortable collar and an identity tag that clearly gives your contact detail.

5. Stay calm: When the fireworks start at any time of the day or without any warning and you didn’t have time to prepare your dog, try to stay calm and do not overreact. If your dog is outside for any reason get him back in the house. Let him choose his hiding place and rather than cuddling him or making a big deal of him getting scared stay calm and behave normally. Your overreaction can create more panic for your pet.

You know what is best for your pet and how to keep him/ her comfortable during fireworks. I am sure that the above mentioned tips will come handy this festive season. I wish you all have an enjoyable and fun festival with your pet.

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A Creative World – The Artist’s Way of Life


A Creative World – The Artist’s Way of Life

A Creative World – The Artist’s Way of Life


Do you believe in God? For years I believed God to be a passionate artist or else how would you explain the vibrant beautiful world around us. How would you explain different colors, sounds, tastes and texture that nature splashes so abundantly. God is incredibly creative; isn’t he? How do you see God; as a passionate artist or a crazy scientist?

“Creativity is God’s gift to you. What you do with it is your gift to God.” — Bob Moawad

Albert Einstein is my favorite genius not just because he was an amazing scientist but a firm believer in imagination and mind’s creative power in the intuitive mind. Einstein’s above quote clearly mentions “The intuitive mind as a sacred gift.” Without it there would not be any discoveries. Everything we enjoy today was an imagination or a dream of a brilliant visionary.

God and Humans who are created in his image are all artists even the crazy scientists. An artist or a scientist is not different from each other. They both get possessed with their passion or work.

“Our vocation and professional work is not a second class activity, something we do just to put food on the table. It is the high calling for which we were originally created. The way we serve a Creator God is by being creative with the talents and gifts He has given us.” — Nancy Pearcey (Total Truth)

If you want are interested in enhancing your craft or exploring your creative side you can read a wonderful book called “The Artist’s Way” by Julia Cameron; which is a full course in connecting with the higher creative energy. This book can awaken an artist within anyone even if you think you don’t have a creative side you will be surprised to find out your true nature.

I am glad to give a peek in Julia extraordinary work. Every principle is a quote to remember especially if you are an artist trying to find your place in this rational world.

“Basic Principles:

1. Creativity is the natural order of life. Life is energy: pure creative energy.

2. There is an underlying, in-dwelling creative force infusing all of life — including ourselves.

3. When we open ourselves to our creativity, we open ourselves to the creator’s creativity within us and our lives.

4. We are, ourselves, creations. And we, in turn, are meant to continue creativity by being creative ourselves.

5. Creativity is God’s gift to us. Using our creativity is our gift back to God.

6. The refusal to be creative is self-will and is counter to our true nature.

7. When we open ourselves to exploring our creativity, we open ourselves to God: good orderly direction.

8. As we open our creative channel to the creator, many gentle but powerful changes are to be expected.

9. It is safe to open ourselves up to greater and greater creativity.

10. Our creative dreams and yearnings come from a divine source. As we move toward our dreams, we move toward our divinity.” — Julia Cameron

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Law of The Karmic Account – Dealing With A Difficult Relationship

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In my last post “Karma Keeps An Account?” I discussed how it is not right to blame Karma for any misfortune in our life and by taking care of our thoughts, words and deeds we can change our Karma to positive. I also mentioned about Karmic account. Now let’s see how this account affects us and how to settle this for good.

The Karmic account keeps a record of the positive and negative exchange of energy between two souls. If you know someone who is in a difficult relationship (personal or professional) and for some reason cannot escape it, a little knowledge of Law of Karma can come to the rescue.

Here I want to make it clear that I am not trying to solve or discuss about domestic violence or serious mental trauma situations. In such cases I insist to take proper professional help.

I do believe in the famous quote by Eleanor Roosevelt; “No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.”

We have a special way to cope with the unpleasant relationships. We either;

1. Absorb the negative energy;

2. Withdraw self from the situation, or

3. Reflect back the negative energy,

All of the above mentioned three methods are unhealthy and it increases the bitterness in the relationship.

If we study the Law of Karma we understand a fourth method to transform the negative energy into positive and improve the relationship.

4. Transform negative energy to positive:

This may sound like a dream but it is possible and can be done with a lot of understanding and patience.

• When you face anything negative like blame or criticism and you know you are right on your part then keep calm and remind yourself that you are a powerful soul, a pure being, keep your cool

• The other person may not see your point or appreciate you now but will do so in time and even if that does not happen you are fine with it because you are at peace with yourself

• Never dwell upon hurtful remarks this only increases the pain. Instruct your mind to be calm.

• Detach yourself from the situation and study the reason for the dispute. It gets far clear when you see from a distance than being emotionally attached

• When you forgive and forget you reduce your own pain so take the high road whenever possible

• One needs a strong and powerful mind to stay calm in such situations or to forgive so meditation can be your best tool. Meditate daily and while or after meditation visualize being in a happy and loving relationship just as you desire

• Generate thoughts of love and peace for the person you want to improve your relationship with. If you send energy of love and peace you will get the same energy in return but as I mentioned earlier you will need a lot of patience

This is a lot of work, if you want to save the relationship it will all be worth it. On the other hand if you think you are done with the pain and cannot take it anymore. Then you will have to take a very serious, difficult and maybe permanent decision of moving on from that painful relationship and visualize yourself in a new loving relationship.

Again I will suggest Shakti Gawain’s Creative Visualizationfor proper guidance to manifest a loving relation or anything else you desire.

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Take Action Towards Goal – Lord’s Hanuman’s Teaching About Following One’s Bliss.

Lord Hanuman

Lord Hanuman


As per my Hindu upbringing I believe that God has many forms. Lord Hanuman (The Monkey God) is one of the most amazing one. The tales or legends about this lord can put any super hero comic to shame. If you study about the qualities of Lord Hanuman you will understand how this divine mythological character is powerful and strong also an inspiration to many Superheroes and Mutants that we find so entertaining.

Before the start of this year I accompanied my friends to visit some ancient temples. This was a trip to explore some new places and get blessings for the coming year ahead. As we were visiting various temples devoted to different forms of God one of my friend who is a devoted follower of Lord Hanuman stood in the Hanuman temple for a longer time as he was chanting a long prayer. The rest of us scattered around to notice the beauty of that temple which was built centuries ago.

I noticed a very peaceful holy man sitting on the steps outside. I don’t know what provoked me to go and talk to him but I did. I asked him in Hindi, “If I need to take one teaching from Lord Hanuman to bring some order to my life. What shall it be?” He smiled and looked at me. After taking a long breath he replied; “Find a God and devote yourself to it.” I did not understand. I thought he was talking about a form of God that we Hindus worship like Lord Shiv or Lord Vishu or Lord Hanuman himself. When he saw me confused he further said “Karma he Dharma hai” that means “Work is worship.”

To make sure I understand correctly I asked him does this mean if I devote myself to my work, I will follow the right path. He corrected me by saying “a work of your liking not any work” that’s what he meant by “Find a God.” So I was at this ancient temple in a small town and I received this life changing advice to “follow my bliss” from a holy man who looked very peaceful because he was following his own. Before I reached home I made a decision to devote myself to my passion, you guessed it right “Writing!”

Lord Hanuman is mostly associated with his strength, his power, his discipline even his vow of celibacy but his unconditional devotion to Lord Rama is the teaching we need to understand and incorporate in our life. Our talent is a gift from God what we do with it is our gift back.

So what’s your bliss or passion? Please do share I would love to know?

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Being Classy!

Being Classy!!
Few days back a senior at work recommended my husband a classy new restaurant famous for its Mughlai cuisine. Mumbai has a lot of restaurants that serve kebabs, biryanis and tandoories; so what made this restaurant worth mentioning was its origin. Just like the senior and my husband this restaurant is from Kolkata.

After running four successful branches in Kolkata the restaurant’s owner decided to venture out in Mumbai. Anyone who had a slightest connection with Kolkata was pretty excited to try this new restaurant and my husband was no different. “Honey, do you know they serve biryani the way Bengalis like?” he showed excitement while taking about the new place he couldn’t wait to try. “That’s great”; I replied while imaging a pungent smell of mustard oil overpowering the taste of every spice in the biryani.

Last Saturday after an hour’s drive we reached the classy new place. A huge mob of people was waiting for their tables. I made my way through the crowd and found a restaurant staff taking care of table allotments. The exhausted man took down my name and informed me it might take more than an hour to get a table. I told him no problem and moved back to a side of the restaurants compound.

I looked at the crowd made of rich Bengali and Muslim families. The people standing out there with their expensive clothes, big jewellery and bigger attitude did not look happy about the situation. I noticed a takeout counter in a corner where some people were taking heavy parcels home. Near to it was a cook constantly making rolls like a street side stall in Kolkata. Looking at the response this place was getting I was happy to find a new place to dine on special occasions.

My husband entered after parking the car and looked at me from a distance; I pointed out the cook making rolls and he got a couple of rolls for us to eat while waiting. The rolls were tasty and our frustration shifted back to excitement for the famous biryani.

Finally we got a table; we ordered the biryani instantly. People who were enjoying their dinner inside showed no concern for the madness outside. They were chatting and laughing and were in no hurry. I noticed almost every table had biryani on it. These rich people were too classy and polished to notice the beautiful interior the restaurant had. It looked like a room in a Mughal Emperor’s palace with modern furniture. The staff was looking like they walked out of the Arabian Nights stories.

The famous biryani came and it looked colorless we assumed the meat must be below the white rice but after digging in we found just one bland boiled piece of meat. We called the waiter and he confirmed he gave us the right order. It tasted bland; it was a pile of greasy white steam rice with a piece of boiled meat. There was no flavor or spice. We pushed down almost half and told the waiter to pack the rest of it. I looked at others eating the biryani and they looked happy with it.

Not knowing how to react we left for home with our small parcel. When we reached home we noticed a stray dog looking at us with hope. My husband asked me lifting the parcel “Are you going to eat this?” I gestured no and he gave the rest of the famous biryani to the dog. The dog swiftly started eating. We looked closely and the dog looked very happy with that food. His satisfied impression matched the rich faces I saw in the restaurant.
Looking at the dog my husband said; “May be he gets it.”

“What?” I asked. He replied, “Being classy!”

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