Thursday, 28 September 2017

Sunday, 24 September 2017

Wall - My Healthy Partner

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Home sweet home was once upon a time a perfect phrase for everyone but in todays era it looks like we are living on gas chambers that could burst anytime. And these culprit gases are polluting the air so much that we are not far away to lead a #MaskedLife at home too.

Wednesday, 20 September 2017

My Writing Mission

I write to bloom, bloom in a world to blossom and flourish, I write to diminish the negativity and I write to learn to express and to evolve

Spring fills colors around
reincarnation of world
words have same power

Sunday, 17 September 2017

Life = Dreams - Expectations

We are glad to reach another milestone, today it is our 300th post :)

Life, box of expectations 
coming out one by one,
from each in every direction,
keeps increasing manifold 
giving wings to new assumptions.  

Saturday, 16 September 2017

Customize your Regime to stay Fit

“Stay healthy Stay wealthy”

Yes this is the new jibe that is going in every one’s mind. Everyone wants to be fit and healthy to enjoy all the pleasures in the world. Tell me don’t you plan your retirement more efficiently than your early retirement decade? So, gear up to reach that milestone in a fit freak manner. But as usual there is an excuse for exercise and fitness routine saying that we don’t find time. Now instead of cribbing for the lost hours lets steal time from the present routine. Yes one need to be smart enough in doing so or else time suppresses you. So here are a few mantras that will make you healthy without much effort. These mantras even work best for most of us as we balance between work and home.
Mantra to stay fit - Aura of thoughts

Sunday, 10 September 2017

Grandparents - My eldest Friends

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Grandparents, whether they are maternal or paternal, they shower loads of love and hugs when you meet them. And many are lucky to stay with them.

My father was posted in a different state of India than our native state so summer holidays was only time we meet them. I hardly remember my paternal and maternal grandfather as they passed away in my childhood, but I must say both my grandmothers poured their heart on us. Making special dishes was one of their routine ways to make us feel special; and we as children always ate more than our appetite.