Of love lost

Sometimes you read something that has so much wisdom that it overwhelms you. Read in the books by Amish-

The opposite of love is indifference. Not hatred. Hatred is still intense emotion. It means that you still get affected by the person's actions. Indifference means that the person is irrelevant to you.

Such true words. Hatred can break hearts. But indifference can break people. Empty them out from inside so that only a shell remains.

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How to climb the corporate ladder

In comparison to my peers, I walked out of the corporate life pretty early after 5 years. Yet, while I was in it, I was told that my work style was quite effective and my productivity enviably high (so modest!!).

I learnt a lot about work place ethics from all the leaders I worked with in these years. Each had a different work style and yet, everyone taught me something. And to them, I will be forever grateful.

I also realised once I started being 'self employed' that work ethic is even more important outside of the corporate world than in it. These rules apply to any and every kind of work, whether they fit into your framework of a 'job' or not.

My latest article on Rediff talks about a few key tips on how to increase you 'Effectiveness' at work. These are not just words for me, but rather define my work style.

Read the article HERE

PS - After I wrote this post, my brother wrote to me and commented (am not sure tongue in cheek or not) that for a person who worked for 5 years only in the industry, I sure had some sage advice. My thoughts on this are this - It is an intellegent man who learns from his own mistakes, a wise one who learns from others.

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Yum Mum

You know you've been vacationing too long when a passing auto's passenger asks you the way and you actually know the answer! 10 days in Mumbai, how they passed in a blink. I have often visited this city on work. But I was always in such a hurry to get somewhere that I never had a moment to enjoy it. Which is what I did this entire trip. Allow the Maximum City to seduce me. It tried its best, and its been fun while it lasted, but my darling Capital City still wins.

What happens when you let a foodie with no agenda lose all over a city? She returns with a much lighter wallet and a few extra pounds to hide under layers of clothes. People wonder what I've been doing in Mumbai all this time. Don't I have work to do back home? You see, my work is two fold. One is a 2 foot something in whom my heart beats. And the second is done virtually anywhere I can find a paper, pen and internet connectivity. And thankfully, both these are portable. So it really is irrelevant whether I am in Delhi or Mumbai. And yes, my sea facing room and the endless buffet breakfasts do tip the scales a little.

Oh the Chocolate Mud Cake!!

So coming back to my food adventures. There have been hits and misses. Best thing first- I discovered the little bit of heaven called Mahesh Lunch Home. Agar jahaan mein kahin jannat hai, to yahin hai yahin hai, yahin hai. If you are a seafood lover, this is the answer to your dreams. The range of crab, lobster, fish or prawn dishes is phenomenal. Each preparation better than the other, the Manglorean crab curry was divine as was the masala basa. Its not the dhaaba it used to be and not light on the pocket anymore but well worth it. A little tip- order the boneless crab even though it is double the cost. I went for the one with the shell and the effort was just too much!

The ever so famous vada pao was a huge disappointment. Too dry and too spicy. The sev puri on the other hand was lipsmacking. 20 bucks well spent.



Cafe Moshe was just overrated and served a terrible terrible pasta. They part redeemed themselves by making a delicious chocolate mousse though.



Again, another tick mark for street food I had an Amazing Chicken Frankie. Second best to the memorable one I had at Chaos, it melted in the mouth and left me wanting more.

Which leaves only the room service I have been ordering at Novotel. Limited menu, juicy burger, lovely Thai curry, dry club sandwich and a sinful molten chocolate cake.





Thus has been my journey so far. Pics will be added when I get back home and consolidate all my snaps. Till then, I still have 2 days to go.. And so much to eat!

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Healthy Summer Recipes

Super excited! Having a fabulous time in Mumbai with the sea waves crashing outside my window, a book in one hand and delicious prawns in another!

But coming back to the point of this post, the monsoon may be knocking here but Delhi is still hot as ever! And what better way to beat the heat than with some yummy healthy summer recipes.

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These are specially created to suit the calorie conscious as well as my near and dear ones who need to watch their sugar intake.

Oh-so-fresh Watermelon and Feta salad!!

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Tum bin

Na janey kyon aaj bhi yeh ehsaas hota hai,
Tu saath nahin, phir bhi paas hota hai.

Jo dil-e-sheher aik baar barbaad ho jaye,
Mudatton baad woh abaad hone ki aas rakhta hai.

Tu chala jata hai jab bhi chorr kar mujhe,
Dil ke koney mein, Tu kahin paas hota hai.

Pagal ko samajhne ke liye zarourat nahin hain hawalon ki,
Bass ek lafz “Mohabbat” hi kaafi hota hai.

Aankhon se behte huye samandar ko paani na samaj,
Yaad karte huye tujhe, Meri ankhon mein lahuu hota hai.

Lot’te nahin hain dobara jo ek baar chale jate hain,
Magar phir bhi duayon ki umeed mein tu hi aas hota hai.

Tere siwaa mere kaano ko koi sadaa pasand nahin ati,
Bas ek tu hi meri dharkan ki awaz hota hai.

Bhattak jata hoon mein jab bhi ghamon ke saye mein,
Dilaasey ke liye mere pass teri yaad ka sahaara hota hai.

Hamare naseeb mein kahan hai tujse milna,
Hamare liye to khawb ka jahan hi haqeeqat hota hai.

Raat kitni hi taweeel kyon na ho jaye zalim,
Aik na aik din zaroor sawera hota hai…

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Looking for tranquility? Look no further!

In my ongoing quest for peace of mind, I have travelled far and wide. There are so many parts of my beautiful country that I still have not explored. But living in Delhi has given me the opportunity to find hidden gems in the Himalayas away from the commercialisation of the Shimlas and Nainitals of the world.

My latest article on Rediff talks about 3 places where time truly stands still. At par with the sound of the ocean, the tranquility in mountains is hard to find elsewhere. Thus, my 3 secret destinations happen to be hidden in the crevices of the Himalayas.

You can read the article by clicking here.

Tea on the verandah of a cottage on Writer's Hill

The delightful toy train that takes you up to Shimla enroute to Potter's Hill