Tag: Seize the moment

Journey Down Memory Lane: #AtoZ 2017 Reflection Post


Aloha! I wrote this post during my travels but due to poor connectivity was unable to post it. Do pardon the tardiness. I’m now back from my break and will be returning to my regular blogging schedule.

Journey Down Memory Lane: #AtoZ Challenge Reflections 2017

5 April, 2017, Morjim beach, Goa, India

I’m cooling my heels at Morjim’s black, sandy beach, Pinacolada on one side and a plate overflowing with the fresh morning catch of jumbo fried Pomfret, salad and some fries on the other. The balmy breeze is caressing my skin, and the sea is roaring a sensuous song. Reclining on a comfy beach chair, I gaze at the sea, and then back at my Pages file and the jumbo Pomfret (what were these guys thinking when they rustled this up for me!) and I’m totally one with the moment. I haven’t been on a solo holiday ever. It’s my first time, and I think it’s a great thing to do and every one should. I’ve been in Goa since yesterday. My bestie, soul sister and partner in crime joins me later today.


{R} is for Reflections by Resplendent Kali: #AtoZChallenge

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R is for Reflections By Resplendent Kali

20 September 2016, Dandeli, Karnataka, India

The DH and I took a memorable sojourn to the Western Ghats, in Karnataka last year. It was monsoons and the weather was wet; and nature was at its lush best. (This is before we drove down to Goa through the wondrous Western Ghats. You could read about our Goa adventures at Gobsmacked in Goa.) Dandeli has a fascinating forest cover in the midst of which lies the River Kali. Our getaway lay cradled by the banks of this serene river. Right after we reached the Hornbill Resort we dumped our luggage in our interesting tent house and went and sat by the banks of Kali, becoming one with the tranquility around it.


{N} Nebulous Night Adventure : #AtoZChallenge

N is for Nebulous Adventure of the Night

15 April, 2017, Bah, Chambal, District Agra, Uttar Pradesh

This was possibly the most adventurous Easter weekend I’ve ever had.

We just returned this evening and I look back incredulously and marvel at the arm loads of memories I have carried back, of my rendezvous with the different creatures of the wild. That too in a matter two days! Something I’ve never witnessed in my entire life.

These beautiful beasts of the wild included over 50 species of birds, the deadly Crocs, the timid, vegetarian Gharials, the gorgeous Back Bucks made famous by our Indian actor Salman Khan (when he was penalised for hunting one a few years back), “I’ll-stare-you-back-in-the-eye”- Nilgais, the coy Gangetic Dolphin, the strong and silent Tortoises and the intriguing Asian Palm civet.


{M} is for Mighty Cerulean Sea: #AtoZChallenge



M is for Mighty Cerulean Sea

October 2006, Panglao Island, Bohol, Central Visayas, The Philippines

Our vacation to Bohol is one experience that we will continue to cherish the most. It was our first holiday destination in the gorgeous Philippines, where we lived from 2006-2007. Bohol is an island province in the Central Visayas region, consisting of the island itself and 75 minor surrounding islands. We took a short flight to Tagbilaran, Bohol’s capital city, from Manila. The fresh balmy tropical breeze started seducing us or was it just me; the moment we landed. I love the tropics. I thrive in that weather just like the nature there does. My hair and skin feel healthier, and I’m far more energetic. The humidity doesn’t bother me as much. The option of jumping into the sea is the cherry on the cake.


{J} is for Jaunt to Fairyland?: #AtoZChallenge


J is for Jaunt to Fairyland?

March 2017,Gurugram, North India

By now you all must know that my A to Z posts are about Travel Epiphanies. What does travel mean to you? Is it about making a journey to a distant land, of exploring the unexplored, or revisiting places away from home?

For me travelling does not just translate to leaving town and going on a break. I believe that each day we travel in our own little ways through time, place and space. That morning jog, the little walk to the market nearby, driving down to the green grocers for fresh veggies, or a trip on the tube rail to the other side of the town to meet and greet old friends and new alike, or maybe that commute to work. Each one of them qualify for travel of a unique kind, a journey that leaves us with memories that are indelible, yet non-reclaimable.


{C} is for Captivating Jungle Run #AtoZChallenge


C is for Captivating Jungle Run

Easter Weekend 2014, Corbett National Park, Uttarakhand, India

Running is not what comes to me naturally. I run because, I think it’s a pretty good fitness option. It helps knock off those extra kilos and the intensive cardio tones you up. It works as a more viable option than yoga, or cycling as you burn a lot more calories. When prefer running or cycling, in the open air, away from the stuffy confines of a gym.
In 2014 I decided to run 10k at the annual Corbett marathon. The Corbett trail is a captivating one, shrouded by dense and mysterious forests. I had already attempted two 5 km runs at the same venue two preceding years in a row, accompanying the DH, a sincere and avid runner who mostly runs half and full marathons. I hadn’t trained for the run at all and was out of touch. So I had my apprehensions, but coaxed by my running buddies, I decided to go ahead and take the plunge. My running buddies from Runbugs, the motley crew I used to run with, and I undertook an 8 hour bumpy ride from Gurgaon,(Near New Delhi) peppered with oodles of laughter, madness and gluttony, to arrive at our destination. (more…)

#BookSlutThursday: Week #4: And it Gets Better & Better

#bookslutthursday: week # 4


A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies, The man who never reads lives only one.”  – George R R Martin

Woaaah! #BookSlutThursday is back. Bolder, brighter and mightier, if I may say so. Thank you Shalzy http://www.shalzmojo.in for this engaging prompt. It’s prodding me to read faster and a lot more. So for today’s prompt I pulled out a couple of interesting things to doll up these intriguing books. 

Let’s  start with these props that make this picture enticing and colourful. We’ll come to the books later.

@@ Buddhist Prayers Beads: These are my companion for good times and bad times alike. I chant copious amounts of  diamoku (Nam Myo Ho Rengey Kyo) on some days and on some days just thrice. But these pretty pearl beads help me focus and enjoy the process of chanting. I love their lavender colour. And they are held a certain way. They are also designed to look like the human body, thus creating the connect with us.

@@Zentangling Scribble book: Last year I was addicted to zentagling (a form of doodling that relaxes you while you engage in creating structured patterns. It is said to increases focus and creativity, provide artistic satisfaction along with an increased sense of personal well-being.) It’s been aeons since I created one of those. So yesterday on my younger one’s insistence, I sat down with her to Zentangle. 

@@Bookmarkers: I love these little, colourful babies. They are a useful tool for making points and highlighting pages in the book. Pages that are of relevance and interest. 

@@Glaze Pens: These are myriad colour pens. I picked them from the stationery store to write my Valentine day note to the DH. I love the smooth velvety touch with which they caress the paper. 

@@ Santa SnowLand: That’s not mine but the 8 year old’s, but i love it. It reminds me of my favourite festival, X’mas and all the happiness and goodness Santa brings along. I love the dreamy snow floating around it. 


@@ He(Shey) by Rabindranath Tagore: The great poet and the writer par excellence has some very intriguing books and poetry to his credit. This was picked by my older one during a trip to Calcutta from the Oxford book store. This book was written by Tagore to satisfy his 9-year old granddaughter’s incessant demands for stories. To keep the tales spinning he employs the help of “Shey” (He) a man constituted entirely of words and rather talented at concocting tales. This is a delightful world of Shey’s adventures brought to life through mythological heroes, deities, comic caricatures, grotesque creatures through sparkling play of words and illustrations.

@@ A Book of Simple Living: Brief Note from Hills by Ruskin Bond: This is an enchanting personal diary of Ruskin Bond where he captures the beauty of nature and life and how they co-exist in harmony. I have been a Ruskin Bond fan for as long as I can remember. The icing on the cake; it’s a personally signed copy by the author himself when I met him at the Gurugram Lit Fest. This little endearing diary of anecdotes and musings left me besotted and craving for more. Sample this:

Happiness is a mysterious thing, to be found somewhere between little and too much. But it is as elusive as a butterfly, and we must never pursue it. If we stay very still, it may come and settle on our hand. But only briefly. We must savour those moments, for they will not come our way too often. A cherry tree bowed down by the night’s rain suddenly rights itself, flinging pellets of water in my face. This, too, is happiness.”

@@ The Book of Laughter and Forgetting by Milan Kundera: This is again the daughter’s copy. I bought it for her from the Full Circle Bookstore at the cosy Turtle Cafe in Khan Market, Delhi where we shared a warm, melt-in-the-mouth Lemon cake and a crunchy, delectable salad. I am yet to read it though. Salman Rushdie reviews it as a “masterpiece.” I’m sure lot of you cannot forget Kundera’s, “Unbearable Lightness of Being.” I hope this one is as phantasmagoric as that. Though I hesitate to pick up  heavy, complex books like Kafka and Kundera, as I’m more for light, simple reads, but then let’s see if this proves to be compelling enough to hold my attention right till the end. 

So, that’s how I wrap up my #BookSlutThursday. Now scooting off to curl up in bed with He (Shey) and his adventures. See you on the other side. :-))


10 Day “You” Challenge: One Picture of Yourself


The final day of the Challenge. This picture aptly describes me. My lust for adventure, my quest for happiness and living each moment to the hilt. This adventure is just the tip of the iceberg. There are many more that will follow.

Soaring with a Smile



Mayuri http://sirimiri.in This has been such a fun write-thon. Thanks to your impetus and guidance, I’m back to writing sincerely after almost 14 years. Much Gratitude.

Wordy Wednesday # 3 – Early Riser

This Week: Sentence Prompts

Call it what you will, incentives are what get people to work harder.
– Nikita Khrushchev

Cultivate the habit of early rising. It is unwise to keep the head long on a level with the feet.
– Henry David Thoreau

Basic guidelines:

Use the prompt in your posts.
Write a minimum of 100 words on the prompt.

4:45 AM. Freddie Mercury was crooning “I want to Ride my Bicycle”. The enticing, green locales of Aravalis awaited me, so the thought of pressing the snooze button was quickly dismissed. In ten minutes I was ready and on the saddle, inhaling the fresh morning air.

I reached the summit of the little hill, as the glorious golden sun quietly emerged from behind the trees and a lone peacock, spread its majestic wings and crooned a welcome morning song.

Cultivate the habit of early rising. It is unwise to keep the head long on a level with the feet.
– Henry David Thoreau


Credits: This is a picture of Princey, the gorgeous peacock who visits my dear Friend, Malavika Di https://www.facebook.com/malavika.srivastava each morning for his breakfast and brings in a very special morning, by the rising sun for Malavika di and her family. Picture credit: Malavika Srivastava

This post is written for Wordy Wednesday # 3– January 2017 #BARWoWe

A Lesson from Nature

This morning as I walked back from pilate class I was greeted by my favourite flowers- Shiuli/Harsingaar/Night Jasmine. Each year they arrive precisely around the time autumn begins to set in and disappear with the onset of winters. So they are our fleeting guests for a month and a half. But it goes without saying that they leave an indelible mark in my heart and I look forward to their arrival with much anticipation. Many of you I’m guessing know this, from my earlier posts.I grew up welcoming the Shiuli every Pujo. Gathering them and thereafter threading garlands for Ma Durga. They not only make me nostalgic but give me a heady sense of happiness.
I could relate them to the Leonard Cohen song, “You fill up my senses.” Quite literally!
Today as I looked at them in awe like I always do, the Shiulis that lay strewn over the grass and cobbled path communicated something profound to me. Something I hadn’t imagined.
They were telling me, “We live for a short duration. We bloom in the darkness, intoxicating your senses. Next morning we fall to the grass along with the dew drops. We carpet the ground beneath us with our orange stems and pristine white petals, becoming one with nature and mankind. Sometimes people trample us by, yet we are glad that we arrived and made the best of this short-lived life, by spreading some fragrance in your lives.”
It got me thinking. Life has no guarantees and unlike the Night Jasmine we wont know when our end is near. So why don’t we just embrace and cherish each moment of life that has been bestowed upon us and continue to spread humanity and goodness?
We may be trampled and looked down upon, but continuing to live joyfully and strive ceaselessly, will make this life worthwhile.
Look inside, there is a Night Jasmine hiding within all of us.

5 October 2016

#AutumnAdvent #SpreadLoveNotWar


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