Thursday, October 04, 2012


It’s been ages that I wrote something. No that doesn’t mean I have left writing, am still the very much writer, writing everyday as my work profile says am writer. Just that the personal writing has taken a backstage. All I write these days is User Manuals, Quick Start Guides, and Installation Manuals. I keep reading the troubleshooting techniques for the software RoboHelp, as I am busy compiling an online help these days.

In between my alt tab for various windows I thought of browsing the blog rolls I used to visit and what I found was more or less everyone stopped blogging. Last blog post published are somewhere around June 2011. What happened to all my blog friends, who use to write post like almost every day or every alternate day, they all got so busy that stopped blogging. Well why should I blame others, look at my last post. It dates almost two years back.

Sunday, July 04, 2010

Latest Happenings

A lot many times I thought of writing blog post but always have run out of ideas maybe my mind is pre-occupied with lot many things. More over Navyaa kept me on toes all the time, so thought why not use this space to share Navyaa's pranks and achievements. Here also I have been lazy as I have not kept record of her little achievements like her first word, her first crawl, or her first standing up on her own.

Today she is 2 years and 4 months old and everyday lot many things happen in her life and her little mind is always curious of daily happenings. Though she is unable to express in words as she is late speaker and her vocabulary till date is very limited. For her every animal is Cow and every kid is Baby.

I don't remember the date she uttered her first word but I still remember how happy we were to listen to her first few words. Today also when she learn new word brings a big smile on our face and our faces show proudness.

She looked so adorable when she walked for the first time with her hands up in air as if she is holding an invisble rope. This happened just few days after her first b'day when all of a sudden she took few steps and we were so happy that unknowingly we were calling our near and dears to share this news.

Now she is grown up as she started with her school. Her first day in school was 15th June, 2010.  We knew she will resist school as she don't want to come out of her comfort zone but didn't expect that this will be so tough. Her initial one week was really bad, she cried non-stop for four hours every day. I was standing outside her class and felt so helpless. She still resist going to school but the situation is not as bad. She is trying to settle in her new environment.

There are lot many shocks coming in her life as I threw her feeding bottle on 30th June, 2010 and she has stopped drinking milk. Sachin is force feeding her milk but that is still half glass only. The most shocking thing for us is that she is even not drinking water as resistance, though she very well drinks water from glass but just to rebel she is not taking even water, her water consumption has gone low..

I hope she will come over this soon.

Today I introduced colours to her and offered her sheet and colours to paint and the results were really nice. Will save her artwork and get it framed soon...

I think I have bored you guys a lot so I will stop here for the time being. Will come back soon :)

If you wish to see her art work you can see it on my other blog

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Striking My City and my Heart.

I have lived 26 years of my life in Jaipur, my own city, a city which is known for its communal harmony and positive attitude of people. Jaipur has welcomed one and all with open arms irrespective of caste, creed, religion or any other silly discretion. There is no Raj Thackrey there screaming on top of his voice appease a marathi vote bank and there is no Mayawati there blowing public money to building parks and statues to be used by none. There is no southie /northie war and no hindu muslims fighting on bhumis .

There are just simple people starting their day with Arti at Govind devji's temple and working through out day under scorching heat without complain. There are people assembling at chaupads to discuss the day and cricket. People enjoying ramchandra's kulfi and LMB's Jalebi with equal love

They are people who happily close shops on Dhanteras (the busiest day in year for business) so that muslim brothers can pray Namaz. The famous Gangaur 's possession is led by Gafur kaka's drums. The diwali is lit by crackers made in ramganj (100% Muslim area) and ID is celebrated by sweets from Haldiyon ka Rasta (100% hindu area).

They have striked heart of my Jaipur, and wounded it's soul. Chaupads which is right at heart of Jaipur right from days of Raja Mansingh till Vasundhara Raje . Chaupads have seen it all from Diwali's to Ids will never be same again. People will not just meet strangers with smile and offer Prasad. The pigeons in morning may not be fed and the flower shops may be closed for long while.

The LMB will open with shivering hands. In today's aarti at Chandpole Hanumanji people will ask lot of questions to god and Jaipur will never be same again.

I am very angry very very angry and feel betrayed .. and not because of blasts but I could not find a single line of concern on face of our home minister and the Mr. Jaiswal who started his political career right there at Chaupar.

I offer my deepest condolences to all those who have suffered and those who have lost their near and dear. I wish my Jaipur comes back to normal as fast it can.

Sachin Bhandari

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Merey ghar aayee ek nanhi pari

We are writing this to share
A moment so unique, a feeling so rare

A little cute angle has flown down to earth
From our prayers womb she has taken birth
Who would of thought, to our surprise?
The day we looked in our daughter's eyes,
That we would find our sunshine, our star, our pearl,
All the thoughts in our head, of this little girl.

You came to us early on the twenty eighth of February,
She was supposed to come later, but she was in a little hurry .
We did not realize the moment, 'till the moment she was placed inside of our hands.
And it was at that split moment,

When she opened her eyes,
her true identity was no longer disguised.

As the lights glistened, in her beautiful eyes,
Inside we slowly started to cry.

We were given an angel, from heavens' above, the final test as a man and wife,
A little girl to love and cherish for life.

Anjan Preet and Sachin Bhandari ( Mom and Dad )
Composed by Sachin
All this time I was blogging here, where in I have shared my feelings as my days with pregnancy

Thursday, November 22, 2007

jingles... kuch yaadein purani si

Remember guys the jingles which were all the time on our lips when we were kids..
yes am talking about the creative tv advertisements and their jingles...
Today me and my friends on orkut (luckily I made great friends here in UK Indian community) were talking on this and we refreshed our memories with our all time favourite ads jingles.

I thought why not I jot them down and keep it with me forever :)

Friends there were so many ad jingles which we knowingly or unknowingly keep on humming in school lunch break, or while bathing or even while bicycling to school.I remember during lunch break sometimes even for discussion we used to discuss on the jingles and have little bit arguements too which one is the best.

So here are few which I can remember with the help of my friends on orkut Nimisha, Asmita, Shubha, Deepa, Sunitha,Charu,Chaitali...

All time favourite ones...

This one was my all time favourite as am a big fan of maggi and can have maggi at any given point of time..

School se aate dhoom machate..
Ek hi baat ye dohrate..
Maggie Maggie Maggie...
Do Minute..
Pal Bhar mein tyaar
Khaaney mein mazzedar..
Maggie Noodles
Being in UK , I really miss maggi a lot, have tried a lots of instant noodles brands but it don't have woh baat :)
Here is another beautiful one..

Kuch Khaas hai Hum Sabhi mein
Kuch Baat hai Hum sabhi mein...
Khaas hai..
Baat hai..
Kya swaad hai...
Zindagi mein...
Remember Cadburies Adv, girl dancing in the center of ground when her boyfriend hits a century....
Although all cadbury adv were fantastic... leave the papu paas ho gaya thing aside

Then there came paints advertisements...


jab ghar ki raunak badhani ho..
deewaronko jab sajanao ho...
nerolac nerolac...
rangonki duniya me aao
tum rangeen sapne sajaoo...
nerolac nerolac ...

Asian Paints

Yeh tera ghar ye mera ghar..
hamara ghar ye pyara ghar..
deewar aise khil uthe..
lage kisi ki naa nazar
asian paints

Tractor Distemper
roshan bahri deewar hai..
apne pan aur pyar ..
rango ki bahar..
deewaron ko sajayenge...
tractor distemper

Asian Paints..
Har ghar chup chaap se yeh kehta hai ..
andar usmein kaun rehta hai?..
Chhat bataati hai... ...
yeh kiska aasmaan hai.
Rang kehte hain kiska yeh jahaan hai....
Kamron mein kiski kalpana jhalakti hai?...
Is farsh par nange pair kiske bacche chalte hain?...
Kaun chun chunke ise pyaar se sajaata hai?
Kaun is makaan mein apna ghar basaata hai...
Har ghar chup chaap se yeh kehta hai... ki andar usmein kaun rehta hai?

Then there was all time fav of everyone I guess..
Jab mein chotta bachha tha..
bardhi sharat karta tha...
meri chori pakdi jaati....
jab roshan hota bajaj
Abb mein bilkul boodha hun..
goli kha key jeeta hun...
phir bhi chori padki jaati...
jab roshan hota bajaj
Yaad Aaya :)

Then this one... which we kept singing all day

washing powder nirma...
washing powder nirma...
thodha sa powder aur jhaag dher sara...
seema....asha...jaya aur sushma...
sabki pasand nirma...
Then how can you forget this one..

Doodh doodh doodh doodh doodh,
wonderful doodh,
Piyo glassful
Garmi me dalo doodh me ice
Doodh ban gaya very nice
Piyo daily once or twice
Mil jayega tasty surprise
Doodh doodh doodh doodh doodh,
wonderful doodh,
Piyo glassful
Doodh hai must in every season
Piyo doodh for healthy reason
Rahoge phir fit and fine
Jiyoge past ninety-nine
Doodh doodh doodh doodh doodh,
wonderful doodh,
Piyo glassful
Charon aur, mach gaya shor
Give me more,
give me more!
Gimme gimme gimme gimme
gimme gimme wonderful doodh
Piyo glassful doodh

And phir this one also.. makes me laugh though

Meri jaan, meri jaan, murgi ke ande!
Omlet khilaoon, fried khilaoon, boiled khilaoon!
Khilaoon murgi ke, murgi ke, ande hi ande!
Sunday ho ya Monday, roj khaayein ande
And the list is endless... it will keep popping in mind
so here goes few more jingles
Marlex pressure cooker
khana jaldi pakaye jaise seeti bajaye

rang bhi rangi pyari pyari
kitne saare poppins
katthi meethi pyari pyari
kitne saare poppins
parle poppinss..

"aao chale hum le ke apni
tobu cyclen....apni tobu cyclen....tobu cyclen...."

Mango frooti fresh n juicy

jo bhi pake
aisa pake
jaha bhi ho jo
kheencha chala aaye
MDH aise flavour jagaye
kitchen king ho ya garam masala
pavbhaji ya chane ka masala
kasoori methi dhegi mirch
asli masale sach sach
Khaye Khaye jao
United ke gun gaye jao

Hawkins ki seeti baji,
khushboo hi khushboo udi
Mazedaar, lazzedaar khaana hai tayyar,
aji khaana hai tayyar!
Murg Musallam,
Tomato Soup, Matar Pulao, Maaki Daal, Kheer aur Dum Aloooooo
Har vyanjan swadisht banaaye,
minton mein jhatpat pakaaye
Hawkins! Hawkins! Hawkins Pressure Cooker!

afsar aagenge kal ghar pe,
khana khayenge phir jamke
ab kya sochte ho shrimaan,
aa pahunche ye aaj hi...hai ram!!
United Pressure Cooker hai ghar pe.. to khana khayenge phir jam ke..

Phenk do ye kadhai, ye deghchi, ye frying pan, inse naata todo..
Le aao Prestige Pressure Pan.. inse naata jodo!!

Then there were few two liners
Utterly Butterly Delicious
Amul Butter

haldi aur chandan ke gun samaye santoor
chehere ko kuch aur nikhare santoor santoor

Melody hai cholateee
Melody khao khud jaan jao

bhul na jana
ECE bulb lana
pure ghar ke badal daalunga........

Namak oh Tata ka
Tata Namak

Daaton ki karey hifazat,
moti sa chamkaaye!
Dabur Lal Dantmanjam se mukhda khil khil jaaye!
Kifaayti, aur asardaar!

Tandorusti ki raksha karta hai life bouy
tandorusty hain wahanlife bouy hai jahan
Pan paraag paan masala paan parag...

Tan ki shakti Man ki shakti .. Bournvita
Kurram Furram.. Mazedaar Mazedaar, ___ swad mein Lijjat Pappad!!

Buland Bharat ki Buland Tasveer...
Hamara Bajaj

Ajanta Toothbrush, Papa ka Mumma ka,
Didi Ka, Bhaiya KaAur Ajanta Mera
Amul Chocolate.. A gift for someone you love..

Chahiye Hawa Jahan.. Khaitan hai wahan...

Joote mein hai light!!la la
light woh bhi shoe mein....
kaisa hai yeh system?Action ka hai ye light system..

Naya nau din purana sau dinkhasi ke liye to bas ..
Glycodin Glycodin...

masti jab chaye aur kuch samajh na aaye to CRAX ho jaye...
I remember myself eating crax every now and then. I used to put crax in all of my fingers and then relish them... what days were they
Gimme gimme gimme
Vijaya Butter
On idli-dosa even samosaoye
makki di roti te sarson da saag
wah ki swaad!
gimme gimme gimme Vijaya Butter

ye hai badhta bachcha
dekho kaisi kud lagayeye
hai badta bachcha kapda chota hota jaye...
Am a complan boy

Put it on the wall
take it to the ceiling
makes a world of difference
gives every room a meaning!!

humko pata hain jee
aapko pata hain jee
barso se chahat apni ..
yehi hain jee
swad bhare shakti bhare
Parle G

saajan ki aangan me pehla kadam
poori bagiya mehke har dam
aao mil jhulkar jaha basayein
hum kuch aur jageh banayee.......
Godrej Storewell

Dip dip dip,
add the sugar and the milk
and its ready to sip
if you want it stronger
dip a a litle longer
dip dip dip and its ready to sip

Then there were funny lot too..
Oye Oye, Oye oye...
Khujhli karene waale
B-tex lagaale
B-tex lagake tu apni,
Daad khaaj khujli mitaade...
Oye oye...

zandu balm zandu balm peda hari baam;
sardi sar dard pedha ko pal mein dur kare

Maccharon ko jisse lagta hai dar
Woh hai Casper!
Woh chemical jismein dugna asar!
Woh hai Casper!
Shaam se lekar subah tak jale!
Woh hai Casper!
Jismein ek nahin, DO conductor!
Woh hai Casper!

Yeh bechaara, kaam ke bojh ka maara!! (he faints)
Inhein chaahiye Hamdard Ka Cinkara
Hamdard ka tonic, Cinkara!

Thoda ketchup try karo!"
"Ketchup hota kaddo bhara!"
"Ismein kaddoo nahin zara!"
"Wah!" Volfarm!
Laal rasile tamataron se hota yeh tayyar,
Nahin koi milaavat ismein, na banaavati rang!
Jo bhi khayein ek baar woh khaatein baar baar,Volfarm!
Saath (60) saal ke boodhe ya saath saal ke jawan...
inki rag rag mein josh aur tandurusti ka raaz
Zandu ka Kesari Jeevan

vajradanti vajradanti
vicco vajaradanti
tooth powder toothpaste
ayurvedic jadibootiyon sae bana sampoorn swadeshi
tooth powder tooth paste
vicco vajradanti vicco turmeric
nahi cosmetic vicco turmeric ayurvedic cream
keel muhasonke ko jad se mitaye
haldi aur chandan ke gun itne samye
twacha ki rakhsa kare antiseptic cream
vicco turmeric nahi cosmetic, vicco tumeric ayurvedic cream
Woah that was a huge jingles to remember , there must be many more which I might have missed..
But what do you say, got any memories with all this :)

Friday, October 26, 2007

Story so far... 4 (final and concluding part)

hey guys apologies for a long delay, things have been moving pretty much and life has been quite happening . In this hustle and bustel somehow we lost the track of the story .. but here am back with final and concluding part of story ... thanks for your patience and hope the end is worth the wait

I know it's long time and may be this story has been wiped from your minds so if you want to have a look at previous parts u can click following links:
Part One, Story so far Part two and Part Three And from here onwards the story follows ......
Little bit Recap:

So finally after so many if’s and but’s, no's and yes they were meeting .. They decided to meet on 23th October .

aage badate hue..........
sochta hun....sach likhun
ya adab ki bat likhun.

bhige se hai jajbat
ya koi garam bat likhun.

tere pas se gujra hun......
isliye salam likhun.

sham dale
mai kaise subah ki baat likhun.

sabne banaye hai apne khuda..
mai tujhe hi apna namaz likhoon.

Story Continues....

They decided to meet on 23rd Oct.

He's coming for the first time, She not sure whether she is taking right step or not. She is definitly a mixed bag of feelings, don't know whether more happy or tense. Her feelings are overlapping and she is in dilema what to say to her mom, how to go out and meet Him , First time in her life she told a lie to her mom that she got assignments to complete so going to state library.

They decided to meet in University as she thought that is the safest place to meet. But destiny has thought something else only..

University elections were going on so entry was allowed to students with id cards, she went inside and then waited on the decided spot, but everywhere campaiging was going on, she felt definitly He cannot enter as he won't be having id card, so she went out of gate to escort him, here she went out, there he persuaded security and got entry inside university and went to decided spot.

Now he is worried whether She will be able to make it or not. He was sure she will definitly come, was wondering what would he say to her. Seems was running short of words.

He was thinking at that time...

Jiss raah par aaogee tum,

Uss raah pe nazar hai,

Jab millengay hum tum,

uss pal ka intezaar hai,

kah na sakeingay shayad hum kuch

dil ka aalam kuch aisa hi hai

laakh chhupaoun par tumhein bhi patta hai

ki humein bas tumhi say pyaar hai

It was more than an hour he was waiting for her but there was no sign of her. She was outside searching him, then thought of going back inside to check the place but this time security didn't allowed her to go inside. She insisted a lot but was of no use as she was not a regular student of university.

She was on verge of tears, what to do now. Both of them didn't have mobiles as couldn't afford mobiles. She thought only option left is now she should go back home and wait for his call. She was sure he will definitly call.

Back at home told mom that she came back for lunch and will go back again to complete work.Phone rang, it was Him, she explained and they decided again to meet. This time on lake. She quickly finished her lunch and rushed to meet him.

There they were standing infront of each other, silent yet saying lot many things

She in maroon suit and beige churidaar, duppata set loose with her hair tied in a plait at back and he was in white kurta and churidaar. They greeted each other with smile trying to hide nervousness. Both sat on stairs of lake and were wondering what to say

Both going through same thoughts

Banna kar tumharey dil ko basera,

tumharey dill mein rehna chahta hun....

Aaj tumsay dil ki har woh baat,

mein bas aaj kehna chahta hun....

Ek nadi ke behnay ki aawaaz ho tum,

chahun kho jaoun mein gumsum...

jazbaaton ki iss duniya mein

madhosh sa behna chahta hun...

Aaj tumsay dil ki har wo bat mein...

Finally He took courage and said What Next...

She said Nothing lets get married..

Both smiled and then talked about their families, how are they going to put things in front of their parents, how should they introduce each other to them, what should be there back up plan incase they get resentment which both knew they definitly are going to get. What could be the possibl questions from their families and what should they reply. They talked to each other as if they know each other for ages and have met regularly, didn't felt that this is their first meeting.

Then suddenly he asked Can I hold your hand

prompt was her reaction as she placed her hand against him. The look he got in his eyes was worth watching.

Sun was setting down and both were into deep thoughts....

I want to watch the sunset,

I want to see it in your face,

I want to feel it with you....

I want to hear the waves,

Crash angry on the shore,

I want to feel your hands with me

While all around us the water pour...

I want to feel the sand between my fingers,

smell the salt in air

I want to feel your arms around me

Secret places if you dare...

I want to feel the heart

of restless summer night

I want to kiss you softly

Beneath the pale moonlight..

I want to meet the stars

That lie hidden in the depth

Baby will you with me

Do watch the sunset?

Suddenly she realized it's getting darker, she need to be at home. Kissed him goodbye and rushed to home. Was tense now what if mom do cross questioning but she was lucky indeed mother didn't notice.

Went to sleep with so many dreams in her eyes. He went back to his city in bus and all the time kept awake reliving all the moments again and again.

Daily phone calls and sweet talks and talking about how to proceed further... and then Her mom doubted, she asked her once about the phone calls she is recieving daily. As she was not good at lying, she said she was talking to one whom she wish to marry one day.

Her mom was shocked to listen to this and got angry on her. How can you, what are you saying, Do you know what does this mean..

She said yeah I know him very well and I know he is the one for me. Don't be angry on me I'll just ask him to talk to you guys. She dialed his number



"Hey it's you, wow"

"Call my parents if you can, now"

"They know"

"yes they do"

"fine disconnect, am calling right away"

He called them, talked to them, they were angry he listened to them patiently, somehow told them don't be afraid am not a bad guy, will take care of your daugther in every possible way. He assured that we will not run away and will not do anything which will hurt you. She means a lot to me. At last he managed to convince them to meet him.

Now as her parents know everything, it became necessary to spill out to his parents too.

The moment he told them, they went silent, cold war started between him and his parents. No one agreed to accept a girl out of community from different religion and culture. No one was talking on the same and it kept lingering.

Finally elders sat for discussions and then all at one side and he on one side ready to give answers to every query of them.

The war went on .. counters and answers logics and arguments .. this went on and on .. no one ready to give up . Finally with the power of love he was able to manage and convince them that she is right person for him and she will not let their family down.

Things at her end wore even worse. Parents were not ready to accept him due to various reasons .. cultural and social differnces.. she was pressurized in all possible ways.. but she stood rock solid backed with their love..

Day was decided when Her parents will meet His parents, After meet Her parents were still not agreed, but as she was adamant either him or no one, one day they too have to accept him and his family

Finally after one and half year of tough persuation, constant emotional blackmailing, peer pressure, both were able to win hearts on each side and parents agreed to tie their knot.

Life wasn't easy for her after marriage as she have to face drastic changes now, total culture difference, but she knew she will have constant support of him and he will be there for her all the time.

She walked a lot to reach their hearts and they welcomed her with open arms and she seamlessly became the most loved bahu ..

Families came closer and they realized that the kids were grown up and were right.

Life started from them... From Him and Her they became We.

Life moved on .. and they are living delighted to be in company of each other.

One day they decided to write the story on their blog.. so you are reading this ..

So thanks from her ( me ) and him (Sachin) who met on rediffbol

Note : All the poetries mentioned above were written for me in his numerous emails :)

Here is what I have got to say to Sachin My Love

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Tuesday, October 02, 2007

RAM- Setu .. on a lighter note

Hi Folks

Normally I do not post any of my political views on our blog. Althought this is one of my favorite subject. But today one of my best pal Uttam has send me a email which presents the RAM-SETU matter and current political scenario in a very light manner. Here it is for your reference : Enjoy


This truly is a masterpiece...Happy reading!

The Lord surveyed the Ram Setu and said "Hanuman, how diligently and
strenuously you and your vanara sena had built this bridge several centuries
back. It is remarkable that it has withstood the ravages of the climatic and
geographical changes over centuries. It is indeed an amazing feat especially
considering the fact that a bridge at Hyderabad built by Gammon using latest
technology collapsed the other day even before they could stick the posters
on its pillars."

Hanuman with all humility spoke "Jai Sri Ram, it is all because of your
grace. We just scribbled your name on the bricks and threw them in the sea
and they held. No steel from TISCO or cement from Ambuja or ACC was ever
used. But Lord, why rake up the old issue now."

Ram spoke "Well, Hanuman some people down there want to demolish the bridge
and construct a canal. The contract involves lot of money and lot of money
will be made. They will make money on demolition and make more money on
construction. "

Hanuman humbly bowed down and said "Why not we go down and present our case"

Ram said "Times have changed since we were down there. They will ask us to
submit age proof and we don't have either a birth certificate or school
leaving certificate. We traveled mainly on foot and some times in bullock
carts and so we don't have a driving license either. As far as the address
proof is concerned the fact that I was born at Ayodhya is itself under
litigation for over half a century, If I go in a traditional attire with bow
and arrow, the ordinary folks may recognize me but Arjun Singh may take me
to be some tribal and, at the most, offer a seat at IIT under the reserved
category. Also, a God cannot walk in dressed in a three-piece suit and
announce his arrival. It would make even the devotees suspicious. So it is
dilemma so to say."

"I can vouch for you by saying that I personally built the bridge."

"My dear, Anjani putra, it will not work. They will ask you to produce the
lay-out plan, the project details, including financial outlay and how the
project cost was met and the completion certificate. Nothing is accepted
without documentary evidence in India. You may cough but unless a doctor
certifies it, you have no cough. A pensioner may present himself personally
but the authorities do not take it as proof. He has to produce a
life-certificate to prove that he is alive. It is that complicated."

"Lord can't understand these historians. Over the years you have given
darshan once every hundred years to saints like Surdas, Tulsidas, Saint
Thyagaraja, Jayadeva, Bhadrachala Ramdas and even Sant Tukaram and still
they disbelieve your existence and say Ramayana is a myth. The only option,
I see, is to re-enact Ramayana on earth and set the government records
straight once for all."

Lord smiled "It is that easy today. Ravan is apprehensive that he may look
like a saint in front of Karunanidhi. I also spoke to his mama Mareechan,
who appeared as a golden deer to tempt Sita maiyya when I was in the forest
and he said that he won't take a chance of stepping on earth as long as
Salman Khan is around."


Friday, September 14, 2007

Chocolates Any One???

Went to town center day before yesterday and ended with all this, So was wondering anyone here would like to share with us :) BTW some of them have been already consumed before taking this snap and I know by the time I will post this pic, few others will be gone too :P

Okay here is one more update.... our long lost friend on blogsphere Ashish Gupta got a job
So heartiest congratulations to him
My other post is up to at EasyCookBook

Sunday, September 09, 2007

Life a step further......

So finally am coming back to writing, as you all know we are in UK these days and here life is totally different from India or Singapore. It's been two month we are here but we both are feeling terribly home sick.

It's not that we are out of India or away from our parents first time but somehow we are missing India and Indians terribly.

Although two good things are that weather here is wonderful and yes we both are finding more time for each other, it's not that am not working these days that's why but the reason is here people leave office sharp at 5:30 p.m. and as it's summers going on so days are long and it is still sunny till 8 p.m. and it starts getting dark at 10 p.m. So apart from tiring office day still we have good time together..

The other thing I like about here is houses, they are small and look like doll houses. It gives a great scenic look. The picture here is of a house opposite to ours which I see daily from my drawing room window and the other thing of delight is an apple tree at our backyard which gives a pleasant feeling.

Although haven't tasted a single apple from the garden as it's too high to pluck :)

We think our stay here will be till december 2008 and then we'll be back to our India :)


Friday, July 20, 2007

We are coming back !!

Hi Folks ,

after this long break shifting from Singapore tio INDIA and then to UK . We lost track of our blog ... and painfully lost touch with most of you .. we would be back soon . around end of next week and expect we all could meet each other on web..

Last weekend Anjan and I attended a Pirates show .. here is a pic .. guess who is the pirate .