So, did you see Padmaavat? No? Did you read the open letter written by Swara Bhaskar to the director? No? Do you watch news? No? That explains it. The movie has been in the news since the shooting started, piquing our interest and sustaining it for so many months. That is rather unusual for any of the recent movies. The unprecedented coverage given by the news channels to this movie which was all of course, free of cost, has definitely had the people flocking to the theaters in hordes. Frankly, there is not much in the movie. It is just that the Queen Padmavati commits suicide because her husband has died and she does not want to be captured by the victors. Continue reading
As a working from home mother (a.k.a a working housewife for the womenfolk), sometimes, I tend to get too cut off from the rest of the world. I spend hours working on the laptop just getting up for survival activities like eating, bathing, etc. And the only company I have got are the children who keep coming in and going out of the house as per their school, tuition, play schedules. Isolation hits you like a brick.
So, it was a good change when I had to trek in the 4 hour to and fro commute to my office. And the four hours is on a good day. Let me tell you, when one gets into a Mumbai local, you are entering a different city or country with its own rules and laws. It is the big serpent that dashes through the city throughout the day, north to south, south to north.
I start my journey from the extreme north of the city to the south and then, when the twains meet, I change to a train to take me to the north again. Someone finally thought of changing the north to south pattern and added some horizontal lines with a metro or subway or tube or whatever which finally made the twains meet at a more practical location. Continue reading
Monday starts post a lazy weekend with not a single significant activity done by me. I just planted two new pots on my window sill. But, every moment this weekend I spent thinking and working on my blog and blog posts. And I must thank Corinne @ WriteTribe for this.
Over the weekend, I have been reading up on ‘parallax’ website designing. You can see this on the Write Tribe website itself. I am seeing this design being used on many websites – corporate as well as personal. The advantage being, it should load faster and will be easy to navigate on a mobile phone. Right now, I am checking out youtube videos for the same. Something to think about during my spare times. Have you tried this design? I do not see any disadvantages. Let me know if any.
I love the Saturday Story prompts on the Write Tribe group where she gives a prompt to write flash fiction in five sentences. It is liberating to write out lines without thinking about perfection, relevance, grammar, logic and no frills like setting up a blog post. Just dash five lines and read others’ stories. It has been a good writing exercise and brought back my story telling mojo. I even woke up in the middle of my sleep to jot down some lines which I could use later. Most of the group members came up with multiple stories. Continue reading
Hello friends! Do you feel the winter chill yet? For a city like Mumbai which is hot throughout the year, we get a few weeks of pleasant weather when the mercury dips below 18 degrees. We haven’t reached there yet, but it is pleasant enough to snuggle into a blanket in the early mornings. How is the weather in your city?
The past few weeks have been a mixture of emotions. There was a birthday, al house warming, some illness and a funeral. My grandmother who had been suffering from Alzheimer’s for almost a decade finally found peace last weekend. Though we were expecting this for sometime and also hoping at some times, it was still a sad event. The illness had left a strong, vivacious and independent woman completely dependent on others as she was bedridden the past couple of years. In the end, she did not even remember herself. And she was in a lot of pain. May her soul find peace in heaven.
Changing weather brought in a bout of sniffles and cold. The husband, son and myself caught the cold. We have put that behind us.
We attended the 60th birthday of a cousin of my husband’s. Surrounded by her husband, children and grand-child, she looked every bit happy with her life. It was good to see her so happy. It was infectious and we came back home on a high.
Since #demonetisation hit us, every weekend is spent in a queue either outside an ATM or in a bank. I also met some friends at the bank queue which I had visited after many years. We learnt to manage our expenses with limited resources. Before making any purchase, we debated and weighed the decision. ‘Do we absolutely need it?’ has been the most common question in the past fortnight. We were humbled as we borrowed money from our children. They were the only ones who had cash in hand. The best part has been people helping each other and adjusting wherever possible. The world is a good place and there is still hope.
So, another cup of coffee?
Hey everybody. How is the post-holiday-back-to-work life treating you? After four days of sheer laziness, where we just ate, slept, went for a movie, visited friends and relatives, it was difficult to get back into work routine. Does it really take only four days to get you off your routine? For me it did. And I felt, the days flew pretty fast.
The first day I spent with my younger son at the Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj Vastu Sangrahalaya, Museum for short. We spent a good part of the day walking in the museum and loved every moment of it. I had some other outings also planned, but seeing the tired legs of my 11-year old, I gave up. We came back to Churchgate station, bought our food and sat on the bench. It was good to rest our legs and watch the trains arrive and go. My son enjoyed it.
The second day, was date day with the husband for the Movie Ae dil hai Mushkil. Another fun day, came to an end too soon. Day three and four went faster than I could think about it. This was also the first time, we could spend some couple time on a holiday. Till now, we used to be running around the children, celebrating around their wishes and schedules. A few more years and we will start missing their childhood. My only wish is to spend more time with my 11 year old before he becomes a rebellious teen. Continue reading