Tuesday, 27 January 2015


"Hmm... this seems good on me."

After a minute or so, looking into the mirror, with moving her face in almost all degrees and eyeing her look especially her long and newly straightened hair falling over her right shoulder uptill her midriff, she left a smile. A smile that was bordering on certainty and predictability. 

"Just before the d-day she had heard one of her relatives say, "It is predictable that this time also the answer will be 'no'.

Few days back one of her neighbors, a relatively middle aged woman passed a comment in their daily gossip meetings at evening which she overheard while passing through the corridor. "I'm sure even a rookie betting on this match-making meetings of *raises her brow, indicating a person residing in the opposite house* will win hands down."

Yet she was hopeful that the things will soon fall in place and eventually someone will see her as the apple of his eye.

"Beta are you ready?" inquired her mom knocking on the closed door.

How ironic it is that in our society, at one end you call your daughter a 'Beta' and at other end expect that beta to marry soon to eventually get rid of the burden. A burden of an unmarried daughter sitting at her home and not at her in-law's. 

She thought for a second and replied, "Coming in two minutes, mom."

"They must be coming any time now. Please come out quickly. You also need to take the blessings of the God", ordered and stated her mom for the nth time. 

"Mom you speak a lot. You should definitely give a shot at politics", hissed Anagha as she came out of the room and kept staring at her. A smiled curled on their lips as her mom hugged her. "You are looking so beautiful. Hope this time everything goes fine." 

Anagha got the hidden message in her statement. The warmness of the hug got crushed under the weight of the hidden message but she maintained herself although her eyes started getting moist. 

Her heart was at crossroads. She was unable to believe that inspite of coming from an educated family the thinking was still that of an uneducated and fixed to the rigid thought process of yesteryears. She was beginning to feel heartbroken and on the verge of falling into depression unless this meeting turns fruitful and culminates into her marriage.

After all those customary greetings, handshakes, talks about all and sundry and after two full days, it turned out that the imaginary bookie of the aunty residing next door had won. Yet again.

She felt suicidal as big 30 was looming large in front of her and with ever increasing jibes from family and relatives made her difficult to breathe. But she was not the one to be bogged down. She was a fighter.

And one day she had decided to turn the tables. And in she brought her namesake boyfriend with good physique and next-door, good boy mannerisms to floor her parents which he did with ease. And in the meantime bought herself a breathing space. 

But little did she knew that over time, the so called boyfriend had found his apple of her eye in the form of Anagha whereas she was still dreaming, looking into the mirror and awaiting for someone who will see her as the apple of his eye.

For - The Book Club Writing Prompt

Saturday, 24 January 2015




It is easy to develop feelings or crush for someone. It is even more easy to feel strongly about the same. But when you have to present those feelings and emotions in a gift wrapped and sugar coated magical words with an air of extreme sincerity in your eyes, trust me it is the hardest thing to do on this planet.

There are times when you had everything prepared in your mind and suddenly all your 'Ten times prepared in front of mirror words' has a stomach ache and excuses for a visit to the loo and locks till the end of the day. And all you do is simply stare in the person's eyes and say nothing.

But when you have 14th February approaching soon then you definitely have to plan something big and make sure you eventually let your feelings be known. And that is what I would exactly plan to do but not before making sure that the girl also has the same feelings towards me and reciprocates my affection and emotions for her. Else it would be nothing more and fierce than an emotional catastrophe. So to prevent this and an embarrassment I would first make sure that she is equally head over heels in love with me at least a week before Valentine's day.

Having done and satisfied myself it would be time to rack my creative brain and come out with something unique. So here is how I have planned. 

In today's technology driven world it would make more sense to use the technology in place in the efforts and plans to propose someone. Hence I would first set up a lovy-dovy website which would consists of our photos together capturing some wonderful time spent together along with pictures of romantic places from around the world. And in that there will be small romantic couplets explaining how feelings started developing for her.

After that I would start sending some feelers to her in a rise up to the big day. It would be a photo-quote sent twice a day, once in morning and once at night just before hitting the bed which contains romantic quotes with a background image of some iconic and scenic locations resembling love and romance.

And when the day eventually arrives, this time being on a Saturday, it would be only apt to go on a short yet romantic drive towards a beach and spend the early hours of the sunrise sitting on top of the bonnet and gazing at the sun rising from the sea and surrender to the nature's calm and soothing environment and get lost in each other. 

After that as the sun sets straight over the head, it would be time to visit a mall and purchase her a dress of her choice and ask her to wear that and head straight to a restaurant for a lavish lunch. Post which a movie outing with corner seats booked to have some secret moments.

And then in the eve I would drop her to her home like a good guy and zoom off without saying anything probably leaving her in a bit of shock and allow some Cupid Games to be played at the back of her mind.

But then I would secretly follow her to her home where both set of parents will be present giving her a surprise of the day with the entire house decorated with balloons and candles with dim lights and setting highly romantic. Yes, I will take both set of  parents into confidence as I believe that you propose someone with whom you would love to spend your entire life with and that in our culture and tradition is best done with the blessings of the elders. Also, a large screen will be showing the website that I had made especially for her which will be turned like chapters of a romantic novel as her eyes falls on what's being written on them for her.

As the webpage reaches 'a to be continued page', all lights will go on. And at that very moment I will twirl her around, hold her hand, pull her a bit closer and go down on one knee and propose, "Will you like to spend your entire life with me?" amidst all the cheering and clapping, thus making it a truly grand day filled with lovely memories.

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Wednesday, 14 January 2015


"Bizarre travelling plans are dancing lessons from God". Kurt Vonnegut had once said. But this travel plan wasn't bizarre. In fact it wasn't only travelling. It was relocating to a completely new place, Bangalore. And to add some more spice, the intimation of this relocating for work purpose was completely out of the blue just like the probability of an alien landing on earth. And further to add some more chilli flakes was the short notice of just a month.

A bit of panic started gripping me as days started nearing. "What will I do? I don't have any social contact in Bangalore who can help me in finding a good place to stay and which is nearby the office. I started asking my colleagues, friends and relatives in a hope of any contact in Bangalore. But as things have planned to be, when you desperately need something that something doesn't ever materialize. A rule of nature which we all know. Somewhat akin to Murphy's law. I freaked.

But then as it is said, "When all the doors get closed you don't wait for any of them to be opened. You simply create another door." And that is exactly what happened when I solemnly took to browsing for my search of a suitable living place in Bangalore. There existed an another door which I felt was especially waiting for me to knock. And so I did knock the doors of http://bangalore.quikr.com/ and thanked my stars.

The Quikr website is a complete marketplace for everything. Just what I had needed and at a perfect time. From real estate to matrimony to entertainment, from education to jobs to home and lifestyle; it has covered each and every aspect an individual can require at some point of time in his life. And so did I. I immediately registered myself on the website and started looking out the ads placed under real estate on rent. I placed the counter for rent less than 10000 rupees under the rent tab and voila! A list of sellers appeared. I noted a few to my liking and chatted with them. Initially I was a bit wary of a fake ad being placed but to my surprise all turned out to be genuine. I decided to get back in a couple of days to the few shortlisted. And finally I decided to go with one nearby my office. 

Relieved after having a nice place to have a good night's sleep, I landed in Bangalore four days prior of my joining to set up my new abode. 

I again decided to search Quikr for a cabinet and a wardrobe. I first ticked the Used sign under 'refine your results' tab and browsed through the results. And again to my surprise I found a seller willing to sell his entire furniture with a tagline '2-3 years old'. A bit skeptical for once but I still decided to have a chat and meet the seller. And upon meeting I was sure that I was going to buy the furniture. Nothing gives more happiness when you can get products almost new and that too at a cheap price. I had definitely saved some money.

And in the mean time I also created an alert for myself for buying a bike and a refrigerator.

Once I got to know the amount of travelling I require for official purposes I decided to finally have a check on the alerts. For you know the autos in Bangalore. They cost you a bomb! A week later I was with my Passion riding all through the streets of Bangalore.

Pretty satisfied I have now decided to check Bangalore Quikr as my go to place for any thing that I require. 

Wednesday, 7 January 2015





There are no wrinkles
Yet life seemed to be wrung

Throwing constant puzzles
Still looking young

Then those coy dimples
Now the blemishes sprung

Hardships and the spine crumbles
Fading shine yet highly strung

Amidst gambles, garbles and giggles
Standing high and among

Classy and choicest essentials
A pale and jaded head hung

Drenched under the life’s wail
Only to dry under the summer rain


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She stirred the water. The tea leaves whirled before calming and settling down onto the sides of the teapot.

“Such is life. At once there is calmness all around and suddenly there appears a force that breaks the silence and creates a lasting madness all around you.”  She pondered.

Closing her eyes, she inhaled the aroma of the brewing tea and ran her tongue over her dry lips.

Her lips widened as she felt infirm yet muscular hands wrap around her waist in a hug as he whispered, “The more you brew and nurture a relationship, more strong it gets.” 


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Tuesday, 16 December 2014






Rescued by Love 
by 
Shilpa Suraj

Author: Shilpa Suraj
Publisher: Harlequin India
ISBN: 978-93-5106-495-4
Genre: Romance
Price: INR 150
No. of pages: 184



The Blurb

When Naina Ahuja is kidnapped as hostage days before her father, a Supreme Court Chief Justice, must sentence a terrorist, the stakes are very high. Lt Col Arjun Rathore and his team are the only ones who can be trusted with the mission of saving her. 
During their arduous trek back through the hostile terrain of Ladakh, Arjun and Naina spend days in danger of losing their lives - and their hearts. Back in safety, the real world and its very real problems threaten – as do their own perceptions of the differences between them. 

They must separate – but will life rescue their love?



Review: When you have a opening line which is as enticing as it can get, you are pretty sure that the following pages will be nothing short of excitement that makes your pulse race every second. And believe me the book lived up to my expectation with a perfect balance of romance, action and drama. 

The start is racy with some action scenes in the terrain of Ladakh, followed by the blossoming of love between the kidnapped Naina Ahuja and her rescuer Lt Col Arjun Rathore, infact Naina was smitten by the suave Lt Col at his first sight and then what follows is the journey of their hearts through trying situations and turn of events. It is a story of coming together first then sort of parting ways only to be together again! And in the process trying to know each other better.

What is more impressive apart from the plot? Definitely the characters. Each and every character has been superbly dealt with bringing out the perfect blend of emotions while reading. Naina's character brings out that rigidness along with a sweet aura of romance and innocence to her whereas Arjun's character makes your heart flutter just as Naina's did in the story. Also a special mention to Aryan's character. Yes, it is so well penned. And when it is flavoured with perfect use of words, it adds to the overall effect making you visualize the story in front of your eyes.

A story with a good choice of words makes it more interesting to read and the author does justice to it with her writing and narration. 

This is a book that I finished in one go and reading the initial part of the story, somewhere it made me relive my sweet and naughty memories, of the days of our courtship. And I would like to thank the author for that.

Overall: Rescued by Love is a make-you-feel-good book with a happy ending which is usually with most of the romance stories but I recommend this book especially for the story and the characters. You will definitely fall in love with them.

Ratings: 4/5*

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Shilpa was a year and a half when she was first introduced to the world of books. Her mother would park her with a picture book on the floor of the kitchen while she finished her cooking for the day. While it’s no longer the kitchen floor, you can still find her tucked away in a cosy nook somewhere with her nose buried in a book. While books in all genres interest her, it was romance that captured her heart. While racing through every romantic fiction book she could beg, borrow or buy, her over active imagination started to work overtime and weave its own stories. Years in the corporate world followed by a stint of entrepreneurship crystallised her belief that all she really wanted to do was give life to the stories bubbling inside of her. She briefly managed to tear herself away from the world of fiction to find her own personal happily ever after and now spends her time happily focusing on the two loves of her life – family and writing romances. 




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Saturday, 13 December 2014


That morning we had no clue where we were about to be taken. We were waiting early morning at our hotel reception and I casually took a stroll outside to check the weather. And with double the speed I ushered myself back to the safe confines and stood near the reception a bit away from the main door. My teeth were still chattering aloud as the outside was too chilly for me to stand and take the soft rays of the sun. She eyed upon seeing me, gave a look and winced, "The temperatures have not run into minus yet. The sun is shining outside!" I gave her a wry smile and stood there waiting to be called by our guide.

"Did I make a mistake by choosing this destination for our annual trip?" I wondered and left a silent prayer to give me strength to endure this day. 

Armed with all my gloves, cap, jacket and with two layers of clothing under the jacket I braved walking outside, this time clutching her hand as the guide called us outside signalling it the start of the adventure.

And to further advance my worry he said quite animatedly that it's going to be one hell of an adventurous and tiring day. I simply placed my palm at now hyperventilating heart and crossed my fingers. 

The journey by car was far more enthralling as we could see some snow that had been swept to the corners of the road, mountain peaks in white and wind brushing past our faces.

My heart had somewhat come to its normal self but only till I came to know that the remaining ride to the top will be on a horse. I quivered. I saw her pretty excited for the ride and decided not to kill her excitement by proposing to stay back. My throat had gone dry as I reluctantly sat on the horse, for the first time in my life and saw hordes of them riding tourists uphill with deep valley on both the sides of the narrow patch called as a 'road'.

After having shouted the most in the half an hour journey, the sight was beautiful and welcoming. A table top covered full of snow with people enjoying the fun activities, clicking photographs and having a memorable time.

"Look there", she pointed a finger upwards. "I want to do it."

A rope was connecting the two points placed strategically in a downward slope. All we had to do was grab the rope as tight as possible and slide. The only thing being it was at some height.

"I value my life", I replied with a blank face.

"So do I. But imagine dying with my arms around you, looking into your terror struck face and shouting over the top of our voices would be like living our lives in that moment." She managed to drag me with a bit of emotional and more of a romantic drama pulling me closer to her and planting a kiss on my cheeks. "More would follow during the course of our adventure." She had winked saying that.

"I just hope that life doesn't blink at us", I murmured as she dragged me and I followed like an obedient pup. 


"It seems like the day of the 'Firsts'." I yelled as they pushed us, closed my eyes with my fingers clenching upon the harness tightly as my heart whirled from inside whereas she was as calm as a cat and enjoying with loud shouts of 'wooo' as we slid .  


"See you are alive and breathing!" She took my hand and placed it on my now thundering heartbeats and hugged me tight giving me enough warmth that was required at the table top of Khufri, Shimla.

Relieved that it was over and at the same time a little bit of me was happy that somewhere I beat the fear of heights, of doing something adrenaline that made be feel and hear the beating of my heart which in our day to day life gets unnoticed and unfelt. And to cherish the moment of rush I had the company of Mountain Dew along with piping hot bowl of Maggi and the smiling Her.

And this is exactly what is being seen in the below mentioned video - To rise above fear towards victory.



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