The Alluring Anecdotes

Lost are the times when the only thing we cared about was to finish the school homework. The real fights ended at winning the TV remote. Sibling rivalry of proving their favorite tv show was considered the greatest achievement. The infinite road trips with parents, spending hours to pick restaurants to dine out instead of having everything being delivered at our doorstep, our favorite songs playing non-stop on the CD Player which absolutely eliminated the confusion of picking songs from a hundred apps. Gone are the days where our laughter echoed with every step-down in the game of Snake and Ladder or with every bad number on the dice. I think relationships were less complicated and the world seemed like a place with endless possibilities. All these seem like memories locked in time. Coming back home to mom's favorite Masala Maggi after a game of Hide and Seek was the sweetest and most difficult wait ever. Maggi on one hand and Horlicks on the other seemed like the p...

Sometimes you never really know why you start liking some things. Over time, these things turn into obsessions. One such obsession for me is Dreamcatchers. To give you'll a brief summary, I was always fascinated by the art of making crafts, it still continues to drive me crazy. There is a certain essence that adds beauty to the materialistic substance thereby making powerful objects of art. I started learning to make dreamcatchers with the mere objective of gifting it a friend but later turned to be the brand ambassador of this Art. Haha. The feathers, the color, and the weave were points of great interest.  Google says that according to a tribal tradition these art pieces were hung by the child's bed, believing that the weave would absorb all the bad dreams and help them sleep peacefully. Quite fascinating. Let's just assume that dreamcatcher feeds positive thoughts and hence your quality sleep is assured. Contrasting colors, the texture, and feathers and the perfe...

If you would ask me to pick between sleeping in on a Saturday morning skipping breakfast or roam around the streets looking for some hot chai and steaming poha, I would definitely pick the second one. I am more of a  local-food-explorer-chai-savoring kinda person. Tell me what can get more interesting than the chaiwala asking " बहुत दिनो से दिखे नही मैडम??"😆 and this is when I realize the inseparable bond I have with CHAI and there is definitely some positivi-tea offered in every sip of that cute cutting chai glass💕. This has undoubtedly become my routine every Saturday morning. Let me tell you'll, it is these little things that bring more joy and will keep your spirits up and high all the time🤗 So go out, walk around and find some chai or anything you love to explore. Just get going. Maybe this is not the best thing you would wanna do on a Saturday morning but trust me you'll end up all chirpy and cheerful.  Happy chai-ing folks!!!😚 ...

The cold breeze, mild chills, and plants dancing to the synchrony of the evening air, these are the beautiful things that bring more life than can actually be expressed. They make me so happy. "Mild Winters" that's what I want to call it. Winters in Mumbai are so pleasant. It makes me wanna melt. I think this is what some seasons offer to you - absolute bliss. This is the time where you gotta choose between two fan speeds because you know 4 is too much and 2 is too little. The same dilemma when it comes to selecting the perfect thickness of your blanket 😆 because sleep in this magical season is so crucial and necessary. The streets now look a little more happening and the beaches even more peaceful. Sunrises and sunsets become surreal and the chirping of birds becomes a hundred times sweeter. Such beauty. Winter, you better not go away very soon 😛😛 Honestly, the season that gives you butterflies in your stomach for no reason. Evening Sky View