The Bald and the Beautiful.
Working in an advertising agency has its perks. Especially, when as a client servicing executive, you are reduced to a telephone operator, creative visualizer and copywriter. All this, because one...
Halkat Jawani?
Google Images17Again was a movie I quite enjoyed watching. The plot is simple, if not evident from the title already. Mathew Perry (who I adore) gets a chance to rewind...
Wine, Women and Waka Waka
Two weeks ago, FourSeasons Wines in collaboration with Novotel Juhu had a ‘Wine Pairing with Food’ event on a very wet Sunday afternoon. I don’t cook nor do I drink, so...
BlogwatiG bags the Liebster Award.
I was introduced to creative writing in grade 5 by a gentleman called Hiralal. I was selected to represent India at the Children's Cultural Film Festival in France in 1987. He...
Bird Watching, Almost.
The long weekend ensured a time to relax and be pampered. And what better way than to head to my father's house. Armed with my new Canon Powershot SX 260HS, I...
Kukkad Koon!
And here is my beauty :D This post won the Nokia Lumia 800 at the #Nokiaapptasting Event held in association with Indiblogger on Aug 19, 2012........yeah me! The Brand, the Booze and the...
BLOGGER MEET ETIQUETTE
Image Courtesy:GoogleTo quote Wikipedia, etiquette derived from the French word 'étiquette' is a code of behavior that delineates expectations for social behavior according to contemporary conventional norms within a society,...
Dear Lord, are you listening?
Woke up with this wonderful ghazal by Jagjit Singh playing as a background score to my mundane life. One of my ever favourite Ghazal singers, I've spent many a childhood...
Act of Contrition
Image Courtesy:Google‘New lives for old’, I kept aloudA trade that bespoke temptationO’er tulle windows of crowded alleysI scavenged with a strange fixationA frail heart, a meek dispositionAlmost anything would perfectly...
Un-Stained Melody.
Image Courtesy : Google My cries are drenched in the welcome He receives for being the family heir Why was I cut from my mother’s womb? Don’t I...