“Papa Loves Mambo.”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Papa Loves Mambo.”

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Music, I believe plays an integral part in one’s life and it did in my case as well.

Music, while growing up was very soothing and relaxing; which still resonates in every Indian’s mind I guess. I grew up listening to songs from 60’s to 80’s era and I am sure no one is going to point a finger at me if I say the songs produced during those times are timeless. The music produced at those times were so melodious and mesmerizing that even today when I sit and listen to them I can imagine myself going back to my childhood days. In other words it transport me to my good old days when I lived a carefree life. Papa had an amazing collection of audio cassettes which he would play while getting ready for office and after coming home in the evening. We would all enjoy the songs in the background and keep doing our mundane tasks. It lifted our spirit.I still remember when we (me and my little brother) used to jump up with joy when Papa would play Shammi Kapoor’s “Suku Suku” and “Yahoooooo,Chahe Koi Mujhe Junglee Kahe”song. Such joys of life.

Also we would only listen to songs, as during those days (80’s and early 90’s) there was just Doodarshan and the video access to songs were very limited. So, on Sundays we would all get up early and sit in front of the TV and wait for Chitrahar to start sharp at 7am, which was a weekly presentation of both new and old songs. Mumma would give us our sunday breakfast (Puri with aaloo ki bhaji) and we would all sit and enjoy our fav songs with real actors and actress performing. It was fun watching all our known songs come alive.

Talking about the effect it had on me, I would say it did had a tremendous effect. I still likes to listen to music which calms me and soothes me. I like to stay away from loud music and even if I like them its only reserved for certain occasions and lasts for a few days only. The old golden classics or even the more recent ones which has a softer tune lingers on your mind.


Food for the Soul (and the Stomach)

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Food for the Soul (and the Stomach).”

Right now I am craving for something which is boiling hot with steam coming out and a little spicy as much as my taste buds can handle. Well, yes I have got a cold and its driving me crazy with a blocked nose and not being able to breathe properly. I think its annoying to breathe the whole day and sleep all night with your mouth open. Err..I did that last night. I slept the whole night with my mouth wide open.

I remember when my mom used to make me feel better by preparing spicy curries. Moms know the secret and the cold used to disappear all of a sudden the next morning. But now I am helplessly hoping the cold to get better by doing stuff within my limit.

If I forget about the cold for sometime then I really like to bake a cake. It does take a little time and a little more effort but when you see the it rising inside the microwave you feel good. And then when the rich aroma is spread across the house it makes you feel even better. Then comes the time when you cut the cake and serve it to your loved ones and its gets over in no time. This feeling is not so good to be very honest as I love to eat a slice of cake the next morning with my morning tea. But then that’s fine, it doesn’t matter. I feel good that it got over or else I would have had to spend an extra 15 mins at the gym.

Such are the joys of life, sometimes good and sometimes even better.

Right now I wish I could get better by tomorrow.

Zebra Cake

Zebra Cake

“Dictionary, Shmictionary.”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Dictionary, Shmictionary.”

(Time to confess: tell us about a time when you used a word whose meaning you didn’t actually know (or were very wrong about, in retrospect).

Pic Courtesy: Pinterest

Pic Courtesy: Pinterest

My fist attempt to the Daily Post Writing Prompt.

“Dictionary, Shmictionary.” sounds so much like “Chai, Wai” or “Paisa, Waisa”.

Well, there have been many instances which I do not seem to remember in particular right now. I think every writer face this situation while they are trying to draft something when a certain word pops up in your mind and you just write it and then write click to check its synonyms. It happens with me most of the times. I don’t know from where those words come from but they just appear. I think our brain is a mini dictionary which fits up things even if it appears before you for a fraction of a second and before you could see it or apprehend it the brain stores it right away.

I remember while I was in college doing my Bsc we had one Prof. who used to teach us Botany. Now every time he came we used to control ourselves because the way he pronounced certain terms tickled out bones like hell. E.g Fungi he would say “FuunGaai” and Algae he would pronounce as “Algi”. On a certain day I and my friend just could not control our laughter and we giggled like small 3 year old girls. Anybody would get offended, he was too and yes we were pushed out of the classroom. It was so embarrassing. And the most embarrassing thing was that Prof. was my neighbor.

Ok, now I remember one more instance. Yes, the brain dictionary has stated functioning all of a sudden 🙂

The word -“puddle”. Yes, that’s so embarrassing to confess that I discovered the meaning of the word puddle after I started working (that must be some 5-6 years back). So, I had to go and interview somebody (I was a reporter) and it was in the month of July. I was in Pune and my colleague advised me to take an alternate route as the other must be full of muddy puddles. I promptly said yes and then again went back to my desk saying I had forgotten to take print out of the questionnaire (Obviously I lied). I went back to my desk and goggled “Puddle” to know what it meant. That time I didn’t had a smart phone.

Well it was very embarrassing. But then you keep growing and keep learning all the time.

My little one who is 2years 10 months now keep saying “Mumma, lets jump on the muddy puddle please”, I smile and say, yes muddy puddle, why not, lets jump right away.

Such small joys!

And yes, I made a post on Muddy Puddle few days back. If you want you can check that out too 😀