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Mother's Day is around the corner. What are you thinking of getting for your mom? A very popular departmental store is advertising special gifts for Mother's Day. Mixers and juicers and blenders and bakery items et al. Stereotypical, isn't it? Their marketing team needs to delve deeper into the 'mommy psyche' in the modern age jewellery, kitchenware, clothes, makeup, chocolates, flowers...oh my god! The most stereotyped and overrated gifts for mother's day. Think deeply...think like your mother. What she would like...and you will realise that there is a wealth of items out there which are not even being considered as potential gifts.   Here are some items which can make for some excellent gifts for your mums. Feel free to add to this list. 1. Apple TV/ Chromecast These are fantastic gadgets which convert your phone into an instant transmitter and whatever you see on your phone is mirrored on your TV. So you could be watching a movie on your screen and wi...

This beautiful story came to me as a forward on facebook. At one time or the other, we have been riddled with self-doubt. We constantlt compare ourselves with other people and things...even in circumnstances that we cannot control. Therefore, this story makes such a wonderful point and puts things in perspective. 

When I was a girl, my father had subscribed to the magazine 'Cine Blitz' which was delivered, each and every month, to his office address. One evening, my father came home looking very excited. Opening his Samsonite briefcase (yes, those were the days when all respectable office going people had to carry a briefcase), he brouhgt out the latest issue of Cine Blitz. Now remember, those were the days of limited TV and there wasn't much of a concept of Page 3 back, so we got most of our filmy gossip in magazines. Month on month, we would wait for the issue to be delivered. And we would take turns to devour the filmy gossip.  So coming back to the point, calling out to my mom, my dad waved the magazine in front of me looking very excited.  Actual Cover of Cine Blitz "It seems that Sridevi had a beautiful sister hidden away somewhere and no one in the world knew about it." "What?" I was more excited than my mother. There she was, on the c...

At some point or the other, in our lives, we have all been afflicted by the 'Missing Tile' syndrome. This has been so beautifully explained in the video. To put it in a nutshell, the missing tile is that piece which gets the most focus of our attention. Comparing this to our lives, we are always concentrating on the tile which is missing. Better jobs, better hair, looks, someone else's kids...thereby completely ignoring what we already have. Check out this video and let me know what you think...

At that moment, it seemed to me that my life had come to an end,when those words, “You’re simply not good enough for us,” came crashing like a hammer on my head.  I was asked to leave from my first job, after only a month. I was merely 21, fresh out of college and green behind the ears. As an aspiring writer but somehow, now a junior client servicing person, I didn’t know that I needed to be servile to my bosses. Nor did I know that one should not be too vocal about the unfair practices adopted at work with regards to a lot of issues. The final result was that one evening, second month into my job I was asked to leave. I pleaded and apologized…but the boss was determined to see me go. I packed my stuff and ran out of there. What would I say to my mom? Worse, what would I say to my father who had such high expectations from me? Those were the days when there were no mobile phones. I stepped towards a pay phone at a grocery store hiding my swollen red eyes from the gro...

A few years ago, I got this email from Manushree, my school friend who had relocated to London for a job. She and I had not kept in touch for a very long time and I happened to meet her via facebook once again. Here's what her email said... Dear Suni, I am not a regular on facebook. But today, on a whim, I decided to open my dormant, friendless, facebook  account. That’s when your friend request came at the most appropriate time. A spot of sunshine in my lifeless, colourless world. Living in this cold, grey country, I had been wondering for the past week, if I would ever feel the heat of the Indian summer again. The memories of our old days in India brought back some of the warmth in my blood…something which had been lacking for a very long time. Today, at work, a few of my colleagues went out for a drink. As usual, no one asked me. There I was sitting right in the middle of everyone, like a piece of old furniture. And everyone simply bypassed me. I’ve never felt...

When you travel to some place, what do you remember the most? The sights...the sounds...the people...and the smells...Ahh! Yes. The smells of a place...those are what transport you back there in an instant. All you need to do is take a deep breath and close your eyes. It is this experience, I narrate in this short post below...my first, most vivid memory of Singapore, and the one which remains with me to this day. As I stepped our of the aircraft, on to the tarmac of Changi Airport, Singapore, it was my sense of smell was seduced. The aer was filled with fragrance...the exact opposite of the smell we had left behind (no pun intended), at Mumbai airport. I felt like I was in God's own fragrant country. I followed the sweet, tangy, fruity fragrance and even before I could enter the country, we were in the Garden of Eden...Changi Airport's butterfly garden. Hundreds of butterflies, little splashes of rainbows, fluttering in the aer , oblivious to the several e...

It won't be fair to give credit to only a few people for all that I have learnt and keep learning. So this post is dedicated to all those people, things and experiences which keep adding to my pot of learning, each and every single day. 

This post is in response to the indispire topic 20 which is "Reading books has reduced dramatically in today's youth. Kids who read books are treated as socially incapable nerds. What is your take on this topic?" Here's my take:- Yes and no. Yes to the first statement: - Reading books has reduced dramatically in today's youth. With many other forms of information and entertainment having taken up their mind space like television/ internet etc, kids today have many methods of getting their information. So they choose the ones which suit them best. It could be books, it could be audio-visual, as long as they get their dose of Vitamin I (information). No to the second one:- Kids who read books are treated as socially incapable nerds. I think probably, you are talking about those kids who keep reading only their school books all the time, the stereotype we see in our movies. If they keep reading only study books and nothing else, they are o...

Carconnect.in - My experience with a niche networking website carconnect.in - Homepage WHAT’S IT ABOUT? First of all, let me tell you what it’s not about since, perhaps, you may think it is another website which sells cars. Well, it is not a site that sells cars, as I have stated above. It doesn’t sell anything in particular…nor does it push any brand upfront. To put it in a nutshell, this website brings all car lovers and road trip aficionados under one roof. WHAT CAN YOU DO HERE? After logging on via facebook and putting in your profile details, can add details of your owned vehicles if you wish to. Add your road trip experiences with your vehicle Read/ Get information about roadtrips/ travel destinations and more from other users. Get latest news about the automobile industry. Compare different vehicles The more experiences you will add here, you will get badges as well as ...

Having given your topic a thought, I think there are three types of people. Type 1: People who are only taught to look not think -          These are the people who are brought up to believe in stereotypes. For e.g. if you wear a saree, you have a behenji mentality…or if you wear a bikini, you are easy and slutty…or if you wear jeans to office, you take your work casually…and so on and so forth. -          They are not taught to think deeply, or look beyond the outer shell of just about anything...people, houses, situations so they take everything at face value. -          More often than not, they are a product of extreme low confidence. They are not proud of where they come from, who they are and this more often than not rubs off on their opinion of others. Type 2: Those people who blindly follow culture and traditions -     ...

And my vote goes to... Alan Shore 1. Alan Shore from Boston Legal I never really liked courtroom dramas until one day, I caught Alan Shore in the courtroom, making a fervent plea for the underdog. And then came the day, when Shirley asked him "Why are you even interested in me?" Alan replies, "Your intellect dazzles me." How could you not love a man like that...who can love someone for all the right things? Dr. Gregory House 2. Dr. Gregory House from HOUSE MD May be it is his brooding looks or extremely sexy, no nonesense attitude or even his dry humour, this man man gets my vote. Unpretentious and unrelenting, the doctor with a tongue of vile but with his heart in his right place, much like the man above, he gets my vote. Carrie Bradshaw 3. Carrie Bradshaw from Sex and the City Writer, writer and writer. And while all over the world, writers are nerds who hide behind thick glasses and copious bundles of paper, here is one who is ...

This is a true story and it happened to me a few years ago. Read on... Half my college was in love with her…the other half comprised of girls. The guys wanted to have her…and the girls wanted to have what she had. There is only one of her type in every college; unfortunately, even one of her is enough to cause enough heartburn to the others of her species. Anyways, I don’t know about the others in my college but I had one particular axe to grind with her. She happened to be the love interest of a love interest. I am sure you’d agree that this was reason enough to despise her. Add to the fact that at an age when I should have been at the prime of my beauty, I had a body not a lot of people can be envious about, I wore thick glasses…and my face was a fertile ground for acne. In short, I was perhaps the type who was everyone’s buddy but no one’s girlfriend, resultant of which I became a boy with the boys and a tomboy with the girls. My gang of friends grew but this did nothi...

The tiny flecks in her dark brown eyes shimmered as she stood on the tips of her toes to reach the dining table to glare lovingly, longingly into the pristine, clear glass bowl and its deep red contents. As she took in the rich, deep aroma of roasted spices married to farm fresh tomatoes, onions, a dribble ran down her soft, plump, baby lips. The tender, white and crisp cubes of cottage cheese soaking in the red gravy caught her eye and she knew that today was something very special. Her eyes then wandered to a flat white plate, her most favourite one…the one with orange and blue butterflies design. Her mother had warned her to never touch those. They were far too precious and pretty. But once in a while, when her mother was away, she bribed the maid with a candy and ate her biscuits and milk on it. Today, this plate held a pile of perfectly round, thin rotis, layered one upon the other, slathered with home made ghee and fine garlic pieces. Her tiny heart skipped a beat at the th...