Jaya Jaya Devi
Chara Chara Share
Kucho Jugo Shobhito
Mukta Hare
Beena Ranjito
Pustaka Haste
Bhagawati Bharati
Devi Namastute
Continue reading “Toddler moments of joy – Saraswati Puja and Hathe Khori”
Last week had been quite a eventful one for us as a family. Saraswati Puja was on January 22nd – my toddler who turned twenty-eight months on that very day had his hathekhori (introduction to the world of education/writing/alphabets). We had come down to our native town on the auspicious occasion but decided to prolong our stay because I got this amazing brain wave of covering the heritage town of Murshidabad through a travel series. Despite limited options, I have also been trying to experiment with the available eating out joints here. Thus quite a few of pending write ups in the categories under restaurant reviews, travel diaries and personal have been piling up which should be out anytime this week.
Continue reading “January 2018 – hopping from hopelessness to hopefulness with immense gratitude”
Last few days, a new campaign has created a lot of buzz in social media. It is an initiative from India’s top parenting community Momspresso called #MoreToMe. It talks about the need for highlighting various other aspects of a woman other motherhood also. I wrote my two bit on this thought a couple of days back. You can read it here.
Continue reading “My first attempt at Vlog via #MoreToMe campaign of Momspresso”
Four months back when I quit my banking job to become a full time blogger, I had this misplaced notion that now that I was on the path of becoming a solopreneur, I could keep my social interactions to a minimum. In less than three months, I realized that my thoughts were indeed misplaced. I accepted that I was now a part of the bigger blogging fraternity and started interacting more with my fellow bloggers through WordPress, Facebook and Twitter. Some gave me a cold shoulder, others were cordial but the one who was the most welcoming was Maya.
Continue reading “Blogger Appreciation Award”
Barely at a walking distance of five minutes from our residence, the latest entrant in the New Town area this year is an outlet of the restaurant ‘The Steak Factory’. On a Friday afternoon in the middle of this month,while we were heading back home, it was an impromptu decision to visit this newly opened outlet for lunch. The place had average crowd in the afternoon and the experience turned out to be a delight for us.
Continue reading “Restaurant review – The Steak Factory, New Town, Kolkata”
The world knows me as a mum and how much I love it! But I also want you to know there’s #MoreToMe. Here’s my #MoreToMe facet, that reflects my passion and gives me so much fulfillment. Last few days this is what has been one of the most trending topics on Facebook. An initiative by Momspresso, this is a way of letting women rediscover their individuality. So here goes my story of #MoreToMe.
Continue reading “Banking to Blogging – my journey of reclaiming my identity via #MoreToMe”
The first time that I met T, I was coming out of my chemistry tuition classes. A lean fellow then, he looked way more arrogant than his seventeen years. Our twelfth board exams were due to begin in three months and he joined my tuition batch for joint entrance examinations. I had already lost my heart to chemistry and the only reason I was part of that group was that I wanted to pursue higher studies in the subject from a premier institute. I don’t remember ever interacting with him while he always nurtured an irritation towards me for consistently topping the class tests. I got through my dream college in Kolkata for pursuing Chemistry Hons. He got through the most coveted medical college there for pursuing M.B.B.S. The funny co-incidence was that our colleges were adjacent. The day we went to bid adieu to our Professor was the only time we spoke wishing each other luck for the future.
Book – Don’t Let Him Know
Author – Sandip Roy
Publication – Bloomsbury India
Pages – 246
Price – Rs. 499
Genre – Fiction
Plot –
” For a moment that anger rose again, inky dark, from the pit of her stomach , dredging up bits and pieces of the past,like unabsorbed pills,their cheery candy-colored coating long gone, just the bitterness now, still there after all these years,little pills of bitterness.”
Afraa had been the first restaurant we had decided to visit after moving back to Kolkata. Our son was just eleven months then and we chose to skip having a meal there eventually because not a single listing on any of the sites related to food or restaurant mentioned it as kid friendly. An almost impulsive decision to go at the City Centre Mall on the first weekend of the year finally got me to visit Afraa Restaurant and I definitely felt that this should have happened much before.
Continue reading “Restaurant review – Afraa Restaurant and Lounge,City Centre, Kolkata”
Last afternoon, I was working on my blog trying to brainstorm for the next topic when I suddenly noticed a small rat run inside the room. The apartment complex, where I reside in Kolkata is getting renovated. It was the turn of our flat to get repainted and repaired this week. Every day I would find some or the other windows/doors kept open by the workers. That would have been the prefect point of entrance for this tiny creature. With my twenty seven month toddler then sleeping on the bed, I had no option but to dial my father who, at that moment was present in the adjacent room. There was no way that I could let my son wake up so fast. Putting him to sleep usually takes more than an hour and I am never willing to let my efforts go waste by waking him up early. After an intense search, we could still not locate it. I couldn’t shake off the entire incident throughout the evening. I am easily intimidated by all insects/animals larger than the cockroach. The moment I spot a lizard somewhere nearby, I scream my heart out. So a rat, despite its tiny statistics is an object of fear for me. I recollected that this was my third encounter with the species, the first being in Delhi.
Continue reading “Rat tales – my not so pleasant encounters with the species!”
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