May 31 2018

One less lonely night

Stay, the night hasn’t over yet.
Yeah, many lonely nights have passed without you, without a word uttered by me.
But with anxiety in my eyes and secrets on my tongue, heart filled with woe and awe.
I want you to know my secret desires
My petrifying nightmares
How I felt Everytime I lost someone.
Now, at this point of time I want you to know every part of my life,
I want you to join my emotional rollercoaster and to make this roving a fruitful one.
Everyone saw the smiling me but my pillow and this caliginous room filled with despondency knows the real me.
Revival of the era isn’t needed, reincarnating reminiscence, not at all but you need to know the person I’m in real tho.
You don’t need to know just one side of tale but you deserve to know every part, every point of view so to have a clear view.
Your entry in my life turned out to be a ray of light, subjugating the tenebrosity of this sequestered room and bringing it back to life.
I want you to know how I felt when I lost my grandfather and my best friend.
It was hard to survive but I want you to know how I made it and the pangs I had.
Many little and big things, unfathomable conundrum concealed like a treasure, I wanna unveil them before you and to show you the mess I am or I’ve been in past.
I wanna tell you what you mean to me and how your every move turns my life upside down.
Wait, still the night remains the same but today I have you, the one who comforts me the most, giving me your time,
Yeah, giving me this ONE LESS LONELY NIGHT.

About the Guest Writer – Neha Siddhwani is based in India. Reincarnating Reminiscence is what she tries to do.  She is a Fashionista who is Vocab freak and when she is done writing or with playing with words, reading something good provides inner peace to her. She can be contacted on Twitter and Instagram.

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May 30 2018

Why Dogs Matter by Vinita Nayar


I’m a hardcore dog lover. There were dogs in my home since I was two years old, and except for a brief period when I was in hostel during my college years, I’ve always had dogs.  And having had dogs, I can vouch for the fact that they only enrich our lives with their love, their antics and their undivided loyalty.

So, it always surprises me when I come across people who hate or fear dogs. Fearing them is still understandable because many have been conditioned that way. There are others who may have been bitten or chased by dogs or had some bad experience with dogs.

When I moved into the apartment block where I currently stay, there were many people who either disliked dogs, were indifferent to them or were scared. Now, I’ve always had Labrador Retrievers and Labs are a friendly breed. They love children and adults and apart from being a bit hyperactive, they are love-filled bundles of fur. Over time, I observed how the attitude of the people in my building changed. My black Labrador, Hotdog, who is now a senior citizen at thirteen years, eight months, became quite the celebrity. He’s always been like Mary’s little lamb, following me everywhere, and soon he was a fixture in many homes because he was welcomed with open arms! My neighbours would have a variety of his favourite treats that would be brought out when we went visiting. From biscuits to ghee-soaked alu paratha to doggie treats, Hotdog had quite a delicious assortment to choose from!

I remember a neighbour’s granddaughter. She was born two months after Hotdog and would visit Chennai a couple of times a year from Delhi. Initially, every time the child came, she would be scared of Hotdog. Then as the days passed, her fear would subside, and she and the dog would get along swimmingly well. Her mother, however, would never pet Hotdog; she would just watch the dog and child play. Today, the girl is thirteen and a half; she has two Golden retrievers – the first one was gifted to her by her mother on her tenth birthday. And now, the mother has become an avid dog lover; she hates travelling because it breaks her heart to leave the dogs. She misses them when she is away!

Dogs are a gift from God as far as I’m concerned. I can’t imagine my home without them – they follow me everywhere, they beg shamelessly for food, they sulk when I go out. But to see the sheer joy on their love-filled faces when I get home, be it from a meeting or from out of town and the boisterous greeting I get, makes it all worth it. I may not be able to travel the way I want, my social life is restricted…but I would never give up my furry friends. That unconditional love they give and the joy they bring into my life is worth more than anything else!

About the Guest Writer: Lazing on a sofa with a strong cup of coffee, reading a good book, with the sound of raindrops in the background is my idea of a great time. And snuggling up to a fluffy puppy or playing with my dogs is sheer bliss. Listening to music transports me to heaven. Writing and editing are my job, but I enjoy the process so much that it’s like recreation! It’ soothing, enjoyable and a constant learning process – This is Vinita Nayar and she is a just a tweet away here

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May 29 2018

IF YOU ONLY KNEW ME by Divyata Rajaram


Divyata Rajaram
If You Only Knew Me is a story of friendship, passion and intrigue set in Dubai, arguably one of the world’s most exciting cities to live in.
Rupali, Anjali, Dipika, Sakina and Monica are five NRI women whose lives are glitzy and exciting as they flirt with high society within the charmed social circles frequented by the Dubai expat community. Beautiful homes, designer clothes, shoes, fast cars and a lifestyle that is envied by all, there is very little these women have not attained. Together they have also woven the closest of friendships and must rely on each other to stay on top.
Appearances are deceptive, though, and often the people you think you know the best, harbor secrets too dangerous to be shared. When tragedy befalls, the investigation that follows opens an ugly box of secrets that will test their friendship and find them struggling to make sense of the madness and deception surrounding them.
Who can they really trust anymore? How far must they go in their fight for survival?
How long will their friendship last once the masks have dropped and none can pretend any longer?

Read an excerpt from the book…
Dipika’s head was swimming as she sat in Tim Horton’s, Mall of the Emirates, waiting for Rupali to join her. The only reason she had even fixed up to meet her was that she knew her mother had called up Anjali who would have informed Rupali.
“Ha … I’ve crossed over to the dark side, Ma. Too late to return home again,” she thought. The black coffee she sipped did nothing to clear the confusion in her head.
Dipika pushed her limp, dank hair out of her eyes, struggling to make sense of the menu in front of her.
That bastard was stringing her along, she knew it. All his false promises meant nothing, she thought wearily while gazing at the menu.
She looked up to find Rupali rushing over to the table.
“Dips, darling, so good to see you,” said Rupali, trying to sound upbeat and cheerful. She almost recoiled as she hugged Dipika.
The stench of body odor and some other strange pungent aroma permeated the air around her.
Dipika looked awful; her usual dark circles worse than ever, hair dank and limp, and lips cracked and blistered. She never used makeup, but this was truly the worst Rupali had ever seen her look in a long while.
“Are you okay, babe?” she asked in a soft whisper. The answer seemed apparent – she was not.
Dipika made a superhuman effort to sound and act normal.
“I haven’t been too well, Rupa. That’s what I had called mom about. Hope she didn’t worry you girls. I’m sure it’s nothing serious. I just haven’t been sleeping much lately and it’s telling on my health.”
Rupali was sure that Dipika was depressed about her father’s upcoming death anniversary.
“Listen, baby … you are going through a tough emotional phase right now. It will get better, I promise. Meanwhile, we are all there for you, okay?” She hoped she sounded more confident than she felt.
Dipika nodded listlessly. Poor Rupali, such a good friend, always looking out for her. Dipika felt a million miles away from her right now.
They finished their coffee and made their way over to a few shops. Rupali could tell Dipika was having trouble walking and put it down to her mystery illness. Psychosomatic symptoms, probably, given her bouts of depression. All she could hope for was that whatever it was, it would clear up and her friend would get back to normal.
Dior, Valentino, Lanvin; there was truly no dearth of high-end brands in the latest styles in the Dubai malls. The girls finally agreed on a stunning Chanel dress, stark and beautiful, in black and white. When Rupali tried it on with the blue turquoise earrings the shop assistant provided, she loved what she saw in the mirror. The hunt for matching shoes took them to the Shoe District where even Dipika was seemingly revived by the stunning collection of Christian Louboutin. Rupa convinced her to pick up a pair of strappy stilettos in hot pink with a gold trim.
Rupali hesitated for a few seconds before charging her card. Sometimes she felt guilty about spending Rohit’s money. However, he had always told her that appearance meant everything – sleek, sophisticated and expensive clothes were his natural choice and, now, hers as well.
Finally, exhausted with their shopping, the girls headed to the parking lot where Rupali’s driver was waiting for them. She asked him to first drop Dipika off at her apartment on Sheikh Zayed Road before heading to her own home.
On her way home, she quickly called up Anjali.

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About the author
Divyata Rajaram has been living and working in Dubai for the past fifteen years. An experienced financial service professional, she is also an accomplished singer of Hindustani classical as well as western music. If You Only Knew Me is her first novel based on NRI women living in the UAE, and offers a glimpse into their lives and the challenges they face in a foreign land.
An avid reader of crime fiction, Divyata lives with her husband, their daughter and a beautiful dog in Dubai.      


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May 29 2018

Dressing up – Expensive OR medium range with a great fit!


Before you read further, ask yourself this question and answer honestly. After all, honesty is the best policy and when it comes to dressing, we are what we wear.

What category would you fit yourself into when it comes to dressing up?

  1. One who dresses up for the occasion?
  2. One who really does not care about appearances?

What you chose maybe the key to finding your inner inspiration.

It is a common misconception that expensive clothes are always the best. The use of rare or expensive raw material makes the cost of these higher. They also are sometimes associated with a known brand name due to which they come at a premium price.

But the secret is in the fitting.

Clothing for both men and women that comes in a medium price range can also be a great fit and bring out the best look in you. So the next time you are out to get that shirt or the trouser, look for a good fit. Understand which brand gives you the comfort. Sometimes it can be a specific designer or a tailor that really understands what colours and what type of clothing would look good on you. Again, this can be easy on your pocket too while making a style statement of its own.

This is where we would like to shed some light on a popular myth.

“The expensive the dress, the better you look.”

No doubt, the material and the quality of the fabric can make a difference. But this does not necessarily mean that affordable (and we do not mean cheap) clothes are not upto the mark. These can also be well cut to make you look classy.

We suggest you give it a try. Get an appointment with a local studio and get yourself measured up. Ask them to show you a few designs and drawings and recommend how you would look in those. Picture yourself in their designs. Trust us on this… it will not cost you a liver or a kidney equivalent of money and you can still make heads turn at the cousins wedding or at the office party.

Another important factor is the confidence that you show. How well you can carry it makes all the difference in the world.

Keep in mind that the dress you wear is designed to bring out your positive points. And see the bounce in your stride and the confidence in your step as you get ready to rock the party.



About the Guest Writer: Ajit has spent around 16+ years in the corporate IT sector in India, consulting with clients for their change management and employee training related projects. An effective communicator with a passion for getting through to the target audience, he has been successful in ensuring the project’s success every time. Along with being the founder of Web Content Creators, a blogger, and a writer, Ajit is an avid reader and can read almost anything good that he can lay his hands on. He cannot survive without tea and most of the times you can find him working on blogs and articles on his laptop. He enjoys quality time with his family and also is learning to be a professional photographer. He can be reached on Twitter: Xajit and webcontcreate

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May 28 2018

Happiness comes from within us.

No one teaches us this concept of loving ourselves first or being happy and content with ourselves the way we are. We are always told to run behind numbers or things that make us feel superior to the other.

Since childhood itself, we are told that bringing good percentage or good grades should be our priority and that achieving it will bring you success and that connects to happiness. Then we grow and we run behind jobs that will pay us enough to buy luxuries in life and if you are not making enough you are a loser. And you feel unhappy by comparing your life to the ones who are enjoying at a foreign destination or having a better lifestyle than you.

“Focus on the journey, not the destination. Joy is found not in finishing an activity but in doing it.”-Greg Anderson

Society and social media also play along with a lot of stereotyping. If you don’t have a fair skin, if you are not skinny or chubby, or obese, or anything in between, if your height is too long or too short, or when you go through a heart-break, you feel malaise and you feel lost. You feel that everyone around is happy but life is not being fair to you.

We realize it too late in our life or sometimes we don’t even realize that happiness does not lie in a person or in the materialistic things, happiness is not in the destination it’s a state of mind. Happiness is enjoying each moment in life be it good or bad. When you have a dream, you know you will have to work hard. But you don’t feel unhappy to work harder because that is what is making you happy as you are working for something you desire, something you truly want to achieve.

It is not that you will always be happy or the people you see on social media enjoying every bit and posting pictures are actually happy. Every one of us on this earth is going through some problems or turmoil in our life and even within ourselves. One more problem we have is, leave everything in future. Like sometimes we say, one day I will have a good bank balance and then I will be happy.  What if today is your last day and tomorrow you not going to see the sunrise? Tomorrow when I get a job, I will approach that girl whom I love since past 2 years but don’t have the courage to go as she can reject me on the financial basis. What if she also has feelings for you and what she expects is your love and you to respect her. What if she is ready to support you in every ups and downs isn’t that what actually makes a relationship/love strong?

Why do we expect or assume that our future will be happy? Why can’t we just live in the moment and actually be happy today, forget today, why can’t we be happy now? We all must learn to live our life like today is the last day, like this moment is never coming back. So what we all are dealing with some issues in life, we all must try to see at the positive side. Today even the rich are unhappy and even the poor are unhappy because one may have money and luxury but might not have peace or love of the people around, while the latter is unhappy because of the shortage of basic necessity in life but do have the love and support of closed ones.

All we need to learn and even make the future generation or the little ones around us realize that, find happiness within us and not around us. To be content and happy with whatever we have and if we desire something goes and achieve it, but don’t forget to live in the journey of life. Life is messy and beautiful but we are the ones who make it more messier. Don’t do it, just breath and live in the moment.

“Happiness is a journey, not a destination; happiness is to be found along the way not at the end of the road, for then the journey is over and it’s too late. The time for happiness is today not tomorrow.” ~  Paul H Dunn

About the Guest writer: Nazish Kondkari born and brought up in Mumbai is a writer by heart and dreamer by vision. She aspires to be full-time writer and try to  pen her thoughts on writing stories and poems. She is also a blogger. Nazish is a voracious reader and finds solace only in books and stories. Nazish’s various short stories and articles have been published in different e-magazines, social media blogs and also, her 3 short stories have been published in 3 different anthology books. You can read her blogs on Nazish also pens down her messy thoughts on her instagram page @naz_instablogger

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May 25 2018

Keshava, A Magnificent Obsession

Blurb: Everyone associated with Sri Krishna believes that their relationship with the deity is unique, which explains why every gopika felt that the Lord was dancing with her at the Maharaas. This is Sri Krishna’s magic and also His power that He becomes the centre of their existence. He has that effect on not just humans but on everything on the planet—both living and non-living. This book is about Sri Krishna’s relationship with nature; the Peacock, the Kadamba tree, the Flute, the herbal plant Tulsi, the Lotus, His cow Kamadhenu, the Conch and the Peepala tree. All of them believe that Keshava loves them the most, can this be true? Keshava, A Magnificent Obsession is the story of these special bindings, stories of passion, submission, devotion and of uncontainable desire.

About the author: Bhawana Somaaya has been a journalist for almost 40 years. She is a film critic, columnist and author of 14 books and they are a point of reference for students studying cinema at Whistling Woods, Manipal University and now JNU, Delhi. She has served on Advisory Panel of Film Certificate in India and is currently the Entertainment Editor at 92.7 Big FM Radio channel. Somaaya’s Krishna: The God who lived as Man released in 2008. Keshava: A Magnificent Obsession is her second offering to the deity. Somaaya was conferred with the Padma Shri in 2017.

Review: Keshava: A Magnificent Obsession is a affectionate tribute to the much-loved Lord Krishna and everything which is his – flute, the peacock feather, the conch, the lotus, Kamadhenu and the lovely gopikas who adore him. The descriptions are very lyrical in nature which made me a huge fan of the author. This is the first book I have read which is written by Bhawana Somaaya who has successfully grabbed me and also the other readers with her storytelling prowess, weaving a feeling of love and fascination for Lord Krishna. It doesn’t really matter if you believe in this deity or not, as this is an interesting book for both devotees and non-devotees of Krishna and it was an enthralling experience for me to read the associated legends. If you have ever wondered why flute, conch or peacock feather are an integral part of Lord Krishna’s life, you should read this book as the author explains how and when the eight wonders of – peacock, the flute, the conch, the lotus flower, Kamadhenu, the Tulsi plant , Kadamba and the Peepal trees came to be associated with the deity and slowly transformed into an obsession. The narrative of the book is strange introducing the readers to eight special stories of eight wonders of the Lord. The ninth story has Lord Krishna telling us himself why he loves all of them so dearly. This is not the author’s first writing course of action in the world of Lord Krishna and in her current book too she has left no stone untouched. The facts, the mythology, the science has opened up various perspectives for me to know the facts and understand the deity in a better way. I loved her writing. It is very expressive and de-stressing and very easy for a general inexperienced reader to clutch the content and knowledge. I highly recommend this book to everyone.

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