Tuesday, 9 February 2016

Hope!

Hope is that rope where you hang your dreams! - By ME :)

You can either get going on that dream or sit back and watch. It's your life and no one can decide for you. 

I have a dream....have it roped. But I really don't know how to go about it. There are many people who guide you...to laugh at you...to mock you .... to pray for you. But at this times...above all these things, all I need is wishes....good ones. 

To have that strength..to take the first step. To have the courage to take it all - good or bad! I don't know whether I will reach where I want to reach or when will reach where I have to reach. All I know is, This is the time, And I have to take a step ahead

Bless me Bhagwan ji.
Bless me all.

Wednesday, 2 December 2015

Tolerance towards Maggi..Maggi...Maggi!

Maggi is back...with a bang. The ads are all over, leave ads, Maggi is all over...in all the supermarkets, in all the small kirana stores and may be houses too. Not sure though. 

Whenever I see that advertisement....."मेरी माँ सही थी, मैं भी सही हूँ", that is enough to remind me that my mom always told me, "Don't eat too much maggi!" Right from the beginning. I, like many others, was sooooo fond of Maggi(*3), that I always used my super power of selective hearing. 

Maggi has been my saviour after marriage. All I knew was Maggi(*3). Whenever my maid took chutti, I made, super-dry maggi, too-watery maggi, too-hot-maggie, No-masala-maggi, soup-overcooked-maggi, too-much-onion-maggi, no-onion-maggi, jala-hua maggi, kucha maggi, not-so-perfect maggi and perfect maggi. 

My baby, as expected, she loved..loved maggi. I was skeptical about giving her the same, so at times she used to get the treat when she behaved well. 

पर जब मैग्गी पर सवाल उठे, my mom was the first one to call me, and tell me to immediately throw away whatever I had in my pantry. My selective hearing was on and I was waiting for a miracle news that all tests shows, Maggi is fine. 

But no. There was some problem. Some major problem. Such a problem that all Maggi packets were called back. 

I felt soo hurt, cheated, sad.

मेरी माँ सही थी, मैं गलत थी! 

Now when I see the ads, it definitely brings a smile....vho raat ki cooking, vho jaldi,easy khana, that super yummy taste...Ummmm! 

But I have a question, we (many of us, at least) were soo angry with Mr Khan for that super famous Intolerance comment, we(many of us again) called him names and what not? 

Are we going to forgive maggi soo easily? For actually cheating us? For playing with our health? For playing with our children's health? If maggi सेफ थी, then why was a callback done? Why yet many states have not allowed maggi? 

I don't know if it is just a thought or am I still sad that Maggi did wrong to all of us!

That's said, I wonder if I will have the courage to go back to Maggi. But knowing my love, love, love for the maggi, maggi, maggi, my husband has made a plan. It's my anniversary soon, and I have got a news from my khufia sources that my husband has planned a surprise Midnight Maggi party for me. 

Well, what can I say, I just hope my bucha sleeps through this party :/ 

Swarn

Friday, 10 July 2015

Disappointed with you, Flipkart!

I am angry...disappointed.... Sad! With you....flipkart.

I have been almost a regular customer of flipkart until flipkart itself discouraged me to the extent of moving to other online shopping sites. Literally & Actually!

1: Flipkart....you can't force me to use your app. You can't dictate whether I browse through your site, through normal browser or your application.

I will not install your app....not if you force me to do so. Why shall I?

This is my choice what app I have on my phone and by any chance if you are trying to have a similar strategy as ola...'ola-cabs booking app for booking a cab is a must'...then hello and wake up. Ola needs to know our location...no actually exact location to get us the cab at the earliest. But with you flipkart, there is no such restrictions.

I refuse to use your app. I would rather use my lappy or let go those vouchers. Plus, genuinely speaking, I might have a space/storage issue....which I always run out off. What am I supposed to do in that case? Please answer :-/

Second most irritating part of you ....flipkart!

Before the one-day guarantee delivery, there was a normal wait time of 2-5 days for many products. But now....whatever you buy if going through normal deliver....it will take at least 7-10 days.

We...the common humans are not mad. We understand that you are fooling us. Big Time.

Whatever be it, you have disappointed me enough.

Someone's loss ....someone's profit,.

Although I know by losing one customer out of your bag, you are not going to lose much...but hey I was there for my profit....not yours! So be it!!

Bye bye Flipkart!!
:-/

Tuesday, 9 June 2015

Thing to remember when doing painting!

I have a friend who has somewhat better idea of painting been done and all but I know there are many people who have no idea of painting and the fallouts and some benefits. 

I am not an expert on painting but there are few suggestions which my friend told me....I want to share!

1) If you are getting any wall painted and you are confused....GET A SAMPLING DONE.
Speak to the contractor before you fix the deal...that for every room you will want at least two sample colors done before you give a go. 

For sure that person will tell you, it is chargeable and this and that.....then don't fix the deal. 

Cause...what you see on the color booklet is not what you get on the wall. We wanted a very light shade of yellowish-brown and a comparative deep brown. We asked for sample for deep brown, one came out as brick red and other as deep brown. Both shades were above and below...which means very close and in the same family.....but the difference was huge. 

2) If you are stuck with the color selection....ask Aparna....on the Asian Paint site and she will forward you to a color consultant and they suggest a fair color according to you room size...lighting and choice. 

Luckily we were doing Asian Paint and but unfortunately the Asian paint consultant couldn't visit my area, so I got the support online. 

You can always try!

3) Don't panic cause of dust....dust and dust everywhere. Collect all your valuables....and run away...hahaha That's exactly what I want to do. Just Keep Calm. These days would pass soon and the result would be great. 

Hoping for the same...keeping my calm....
OOOOMMMMMM!
OOOOMMMMMM!
OOOOMMMMMM!


Painting Shock!!!

I have never got my house painted ever....rather I have not even seen any painting been done at my mom's place! Whenever we used to be away in the boarding school, all these painting and all the jhamela used to happen and never with all of us around. 

All I knew about hassles of painting is...throwing paints on each other...playing with the paints....wearing a nice bandana and rolling the fancy colors...through the walls on that funky-looking ladder! 

Phew! There you are! Done with the painting!

You start in morning and by night you are all set in a fresh looking house....and you sleep tight. Remember "Wake up Sid"...where all friends paint the house....or any advertisement...where painting is done without any dust....without any adjustment in the house...without any...any....ANY issues!

If you also fall into my category......please wake up and see what lies ahead...of painting....

I call it the PAINTING SHOCK....
  










Imagine a superlatively active kid...you...your house and this mess!

Well...hoping that it all ends soon and it becomes as fresh and as clean and as beautiful as new....but till then....WISH ME LUCK!!!!


Sunday, 17 May 2015

Mom the strongest!!!

I think there was no better time than this for writing a blog about giving my mommy a de-stress therapy! Here I go....

It so happened that my father had to go for his routine check up. This time though, it was decided that we should get this done in a best-known multispecialty hospital in Gurgoan(still regretting this decision though!)  Any which ways, the trip was planned and since it was just a regular check full body check-up, only my parents were going.

The whole plan which they explained to us, seemed easy as a pie...My dad would be admitted and they will do all the test with just one family member around. One help will be provided especially for us to take my father around for different checkups and tests. We will not have to run around finding rooms/doctors, that boy-help will help us.

This is what was told. Simple...isn't it!

Well, it just sounded simple till the first day. Every test stated in the package was done but as the test was in the final step, ECG was the last one. They detected a "blockage". They made a havoc in my parent's mind. They made them feel that "right now some major surgery should be done...Must must must be done!"

My parents are doctors. When they saw the reports they were okay with it but the way the entire drama was built, even they got quite nervous. They agreed for a detailed test - angiography the following day!
                                            
The night was beyond our limit to handle stress. We three, my sister, brother and me, got our tickets done. We were to reach by next evening to New Delhi.

The sun again shined, though it was tensed morning for us. My mom and dad reached hospital at stated time and when they reached there, what happened was quiet unexpected.

The staff insisted my parents to under angioplasty...without even getting the angiography done. My parents got a doubt in their mind. They straight away rejected their suggestion. They took good Rs 11000/- for angiography. My papa was taken inside and one family member was allowed if he/she had token.  But they didn't let my mother in. My mother gave a piece of mind to the guard and went inside where the procedure was taking place. She saw papa and came back.

There was another old man whose wife was taken inside and they were not allowing him inside. My mother asked him to get the token. He got it. And told him, just go inside...no one can stop you if you have one. The guard didn't dare to stop that old man.

To our surprise, before doing anything, they gave the report stating that he will have a very minor blockage as he has asthma. But it is nothing to worry. 

Really? Were you kidding last evening?

Then the discharge drama started. Pay-counters are easily accessible but the place where you get discharge ticket is probably in the Patal-lok. Going down and down makes you nervous as the crowd was less and you actually don't know where you will reach. My mother...all alone was trying hard to find the place. Did you ask about the boy-help ...especially for us...well he refused to get or even accompany my mother to show where the discharge forms are filled...he said he can only help with the patient movement. Somehow, one gentleman...another boy helper saw my mother very troubled, so helped her. He showed her the counter...came back with  her and helped her and papa out of hospital.

Phew!!!

Corporatization in hospitals....reaching a target has made a scary atmosphere. For reaching their targets...I don't think they will think twice before operating a completely healthy person. The operation or expensive tests seem to have no relation with the health of the patient.
Well, my parents got alert but the way they talk, I am sure many have already fallen into their trap. God will help them.

But in all this fuss, my mom reassured us again. She is the most most strongest(wrong  English....but no one made a word to express what I feel ;) ) lady in the whole wide world!!! If it was me in your place, I don't know how lost I would be. But thank God it was you, Maa. You are our inspiration and idol. Not letting situation taking over you and dealing with everything with full force....I am just sooo sooo proud of the fact that I am your child!!!

I’m blogging about why my mother needs to de-stress with a Parachute Advansed Aromatherapy Oil massage for the #StressFreeMom activity at BlogAdda.