Love letters in the sand

I read somewhere that sea shells are like love letters in the sand. How beautifully written! 

 I saw in Pinterest where people collect sea shells in glass jars and I had decided to steal that idea. 

Last week when we had gone to the beach, I took some of these lying around in the shore. Since I was busy clicking pictures, I asked B to hold them all. Every time I handed him a shell, little did I know that he kept throwing it into the sea. hmmpphhhhh..He thinks there’s enough kuppai in our house. So much for interior decorator dreams!

Do you collect things? What’s your favourite. Please don’t tell stamps.. 😐 something artsy, crafty..? Anyone?

The not-to-do list 

Ordinary people make the to-do lists. The Extraordinaire make a not-to-do list. 😜 So here’s the I’m-not-doing-this resolutions for 2016. 

*I will not watch a movie on the first day of its release and worry later about how I had wasted 250 bucks. I will duly wait for a week, look for reviews and then proceed. 

*I will not give in to spur of the moment decisions and end up buying things which I will never touch later 😬

*I will never attempt to curl my hair on my own. Period. 

*I will not read cookbooks to sleep and end up cooking in dreams and none in real life 😆

* I will not ask my manager for leave like a good kid and end up listening to an hour’s lecture as if my absence is gonna shut the company down. 😏

* I will not ask the husband to go shopping with me when I’m in desperate search for ‘the kurta’ ( you know the one which is in our mind, but difficult to find in shops, so we go through 5-6 shops in search of it) because he is not that patient. 😝

* I will not wait until the last dress left in the closet is unfit for wearing, to do my laundry. 

* I will not attempt to make ice creams, especially the store-bought ones which claim to be easy-peasy. (I ended up eating all of it last time)

* I will not buy any more indoor plants because I have this rare talent of letting even succulents to die. 🙈

* I will not turn the front camera ON until I reduce my weight. 

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

Randomosity* at its fullest

* Getting ready for office – prancing towards shuttle in search of a window seat – trying hard, pushing , giving in my full strength in opening the window.. phewww…. I’m doing more physical work these days…

* Watching KKKG movie.. looking deep into the GREEK GOD’S eyes and wondering how come Suzanne Khan can leave him..

* Why is everyone around me getting married?? I feel awful being left out.. 😐 I do hope I don’t become like Rani Mukherjee waiting forever for ” I Do” to happen..

* Don’tcha think the Kochadiayaan songs – Bride’s promise & bridegroom’s promise are soo biased.. I mean I do love both these songs.. but the girl’s promise goes like, “I will not doubt you, even if the prettiest girls are with you”. But the guy’s promise never has anything as such 😛

* I wish my hair grows faster just like my nails.. Damn thing.. has never gone beyond my shoulders 😛 😛

* How many hours of makeup required for the oh-so-pretty-girl in shuttle to look oh-so-pretty? When do they get time to do all that. *sigh* I hardly find time to get up and take bath…

* I recently noticed in Instagram that on an average a girl shares 90% duckface selfies, or a pic of their chappals, or their morning coffee..




*Randomosity – word courtesy – Confessions of Georgia Nicholson


I swear I wrote this like two months back..  And also another post a month back, both mentioning Rani Mukherjee’s single status… n bammmm she gets married..

Cry and feel better….

Don’t be such a cry baby…

Crying wouldn’t get you anywhere… Doesn’t fix anything!

I thought you were matured enough to handle stuff.. I didn’t know you are so sensitive..


Well these are the accusations thrown at me these days… Not that I cry 24×7. Once in a while, the miserable other half of my life wears me out and I end up in tears. Sometimes, I don’t even realize my eyes are welling up. It just happens, you know. All of a sudden, I would remember something, and that would throw me off-guard. And this occurs more than often. Someone mentions family.. I break. Someone mentions a cute niece, I break. Someone mentions marriage, I break. These are the things that are permanently on my anxiety cloud. My parents and my brother are still on their no-talking-to-her-until-she-obliges-for-marriage game plan. And I miss my niece very often, now that she has started talking, I miss her even more. Marriage… well, that’s totally a part of all my rants in this blog. So no more about that.

It so happened that I cried in office the other day…  Feels stupid now (like everything else I do :P) But it was not for the aforementioned 3 reasons… I cried because I couldn’t answer what my TL had asked. Totally lame, I know… I ended up making him feel bad.. And got a earful from B for crying in front of “strangers”.

I’ve read that crying makes you emotionally better, but I’m not sure that’s true in all cases. I’ve felt worst and all the more lost, at times. B never likes it when I cry. He says the second line mentioned above. He is all about not losing your ‘cool’, just like his favorite Captain Cool- MS Dhoni.

I cry over death, break-ups, reunions and weddings in books, movies and sitcoms. I cried hard when they made a memorial for Bonnie in The vampire diaries season-5. I cried when Chandler proposed to Monica. I cried when Holly calls Gerry’s phone, just so she could hear her dead husband in his ‘leave a message’ in P.S I love you. I cry every time I listen to ‘maa’ song from Taare Zameen Par.

So yes, I’m emotionally unstable… But what would life be without tears…  If it helps in relieving something off, you better cry..