A Few Clicks To Remember 

Hello my fabulous readers. When I was enthusiastic, I had a habit of clicking pictures of everything. Whether it was a party, outings or just a casual meet, I never forget to click pics. Some people disliked this, because I had a habit of clicking their pictures without their permission. Obviously, It was bad because sometimes, the picture portrayed some different situation, some different story. But I never shared such pics with anyone, but yes I have shared the rest of the pics. I even blackmailed my friends with those pics. In a joking way, of course.

Golf Course, Ambey Valley, Lonavala @MakeTimeForThingsYouLove

Not only that, I was very fond of the newly launched mobile with a high tech camera. Long back, I had even bought one. I still have that mobile in working condition. But because of rising technology and the internet, I had to buy a new phone because of this 4G-5G support. Yes, but this time, I didn’t buy it with my money. and also, by that time, I started losing my interest in technology.

Masala Papad, Indian side / time pass dish, Jai Hind restaurant, Lower parel , Mumbai @MakeTimeForThingYouLove

Over time, I started losing interest in capturing moments too. Now-a-days, I am too lazy to click pics. Also, I find it boring to pose for someone, to be in a pic. Whether it is clouds, or shades of lights on water, even some print on bedsheets, I had clicked all. Whether food, my new haircut, or some xyz statue, I didn’t leave any stone to capture it. By the way, I have clicked  pics of stone too. People said, enjoy the moment, don’t waste it by clicking pics. True, But memories do come back when we see photos. As such, I don’t remember some places that I had visited a long time back. But when I see the pics, I recollect all the places. Thanks to google, for giving us notification of photos memories. We take photos as a return ticket to a moment otherwise it’s gone.

Shades of lights, Haji Ali, Mumbai @MakeTimeForThingsYouLove

When I see my old pics of some vacation, I sometimes laugh. Because the way I dress  was funny. But sometimes, I also see the accessories I had worn that time. The nails, nail paint, the hairband, not so messy hair, the shoes, the watch, etc. and sometimes shocking because I really don’t know where these accessories are? Because some dresses I still wear. And Because, I had visited this place too.

Sea lion show, Jungle Safari, Bangkok @MakeTimeForThingsYouLove

I am not at all a professional photographer. I don’t have a DSLR. I had one digital camera. and I carried it once in the Mumbai rains. RIP. My digital camera, you will be missed, always. I had always clicked snaps from my mobile. When Nokia was ruling, I had this awesome phone. Don’t remember the model number, but it was a flap mobile. The camera quality and also the zoom quality was awesome. But I don’t know how I lost it. But now with this latest mobile, I don’t know what’s wrong with this. The camera quality is good at start, but when you update the software, it loses all its quality, even some features. So it happened with my latest mobile too. Now, the camera quality is not so good.

Clicked from my Nokia phone, Mahalaxmi temple, Goa. @MakeTimeForThingsYouLove

So what’s great in clicking pics? When a professional photographer clicks your photos, he or she makes sure that you feel good, look good and special in that photograph. All your emotions come out, when you see your own inner image. But when a roadside photographer, like me, clicks your photos, You will either be laughing or you will find the devil inside you. But on a serious note, after a few years, you will feel great that you have not clicked, but you have captured the memories. You have arrested the memories.

Munnar, Kerala @MakeTimeForThingsYouLove

Have a great day.. Keep clicking photos. 

Shared / sharing some photos here, clicked by me.

Kalathil Lake Resort, Kumarakom, Kerala @MakeTimeForThingsYouLove
Nariman Point Sky Line, Mumbai @MakeTimeForThingsYouLove
Diwali Festival 2012, Mumbai @MakeTimeForThingsYouLove

** all images are captured by me. Please do not use the images without my permission **

Life In Rains

Rain Rain, Where are you? What happened to your precipitation? Even that has evaporated?  For the past 2 year, something or other worse has happened all over the world. The covid-19, tsunami, earthquake, bird flu, new variant covid-19, etc. etc. And now the heat wave. Mumbai is always scorching and has lots of humidity in the climate. In that there was icing on the cake i.e. heat wave, some cherry on top i.e. unexpected rains. Such change in weather leads to an increase in heat waves. But we can’t complain because we are the only reason for this climate change.


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To change or to be aware of certain things, we pollute other things. Let’s not go into debt, what exactly I want to say here. As I said earlier, we are only responsible for this climate change. To change something, we pollute some other thing. But what did we learn from this heat wave? Well, certainly nothing. Nobody understood the importance of trees and planting more trees. We just carry few more things in our bags and avoid going out in the afternoon.

So sun, we gave privacy to you during day time. Now, in return what will we get?? Rain ??

Ok. But are we really happy when the rain showers at us? Well, for a few days we will be happy. Because some heat waves will diminish. But after a few days, #MumbaiRains will trend on twitter. Then we will start making a fuss on the potholes and water logging. Also we will share the version of a rain song composed and manipulated by RJ Malishka (click here to check out one of her songs). But this is outside scenario, what about inside protest. Ha Ha! Complaints about clothes not getting dry properly, Complaints about the various insects who make themselves comfortable at our house, Complaints about making food and not enjoying rain, etc. etc. So, we carp all day and night. Work doesn’t stop, they just procrastinate horribly.  

I love the rainy season. Yes, with complaints. I love the thunder sound. I like to watch the rain. I close my eyes and try to savour every drop of it. Memories of childhood flash across my mind. The greenery around us gives relaxation to the eyes. Believe me, it is a feast for the eyes. Apart from playing in the rain, Visiting nearby waterfalls and hill-stations is a must. Enjoying a walk in Sanjay Gandhi National Park, Visiting Marine Lines and Worli Sea Face and Visiting Khandala – Lonavala is a must. Else, you have not enjoyed the rainy season.  

And here the electricity blows up. Again Complaint. Yes, I said that I love this season but with some opposition. Electricity hits hard in the rainy season. Some areas don’t get electricity for a long time, even for days. So enjoy, Candle light dinner with family with some thunder and lightning. We have to be alert to keep our electronic items charged before we regret it.

Keep an umbrella, raincoat, mobile cover ready with you all the time. If you are travelling, keep an extra pair of clothes with you. If it’s raining torrentially, better to wait or stay wherever you are. Don’t be in a hurry to reach home / office. And Enjoy the climate, because this will last only for 3-4 months.


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Happy Rainy Days. Stay Safe.

The Two Sides Of Coin

Hi all. I have come up again with yet another story. But I think, this one will be a different from the rest because in this I am not giving any moral or so-called lecture. But still I have to write disclaimer that this is purely my imagination and it is neither copied from other website nor related to real characters. And yes, my favorite line i.e. don’t sue me for this and blah blah.

In this story, there are two characters. Both of them have same name, Khushi. One is Ms. Khushi and other one is Mrs. Khushi. Both share the birthday and birth year. Their hobbies are also same. Surprisingly both holds the same degree. But one lives in Mumbai city and is unmarried  and other lives in a developed village and married. Developed village means all facilities are there but not as Mumbai city like its night life, food around every corner, easy travelling, etc.

Lets kick off with Ms. Khushi from Mumbai City:
Khushi as the name suggest happiness. The same way Ms. Khushi is optimistic in her life. She likes clubbing, roaming, enjoying life every bit and she has lots of friends. She was not a kitchen person. She hated to be in kitchen and in house. She was transparent about what she wanted in her life i.e. happiness from exploring places and parties with friends and relatives. What she was missing is boyfriend or true love. She had boyfriend in her past but she wanted a commitment. And hence, the search for a true love was going on. Along with that she was trying very hard to get into one company. She got rejected from that company many times, but she always tried to get there. And finally, she cracked the interview and got the job. She was amused, that she gave a lavish party to everyone. In that Party, she found one. That guy was working in the same company. After few months, they both got married. Now, both the Khushi(s) are Mrs. Khushi. Now the real life started after marriage. As I mention earlier that she was not the kitchen person. Her husband expected cooking from her, expected clean house. Even though her husband threw parties but he expected at least one dish made by her. Khushi could not able to handle both the professional and personal life and she was irregular to work. So obviously, she got warning from her office. The blame game began now. Her perseverance didn’t paid off. She decided to concentrate more on office life, and started doing clubs and parties with her friends. Her husband didn’t like this and decided to part his ways from her. Even Khushi agreed and she became Ms. Khushi again. But in all this mess, she was weary to work, she was powerless to club , distressed of parties. Even though she liked this, she wanted peace and wanted to relax. She was fazed by what she went through. So one day she went to this developed village, where one of her friend stay. And of course, our second Mrs. Khushi also stays in this village. She was so impressed by this village, its cleanliness, time-to-time routine. She decided to leave Mumbai city and settled there. She re-married and became Mrs. Khushi again.

Now lets see what second Khushi i.e. Mrs. Khushi doing in this developed village:
Mrs. Khushi, our original character from developed village. Mrs. Khushi is also glad with her life. Time-to-time routine, no late workings, Stills enjoys with her friends and relatives without clubbing and parties. But this Mrs. Khushi, loves to be in kitchen. She makes different foods every time. She loves to keep her house clean. And she too was clear with her life i.e. she wanted simple, no-hectic , no-problem life. But Yes, even though she was married, she was missing true love from her husband. She tired all possible ways to make him charmed, but her husband never notice her. Hence, she too was trying to get job of chef, since she was excellent in cooking, so that she can divert her mind from all this things. And yes, she got one. Her job life was pretty good. In promotion, she shifted to Mumbai. Even her husband came along with her. Mrs. Khushi was surprise to see Mumbai life. The late workings, the clubbing, etc. She was surprise to see that Mumbai never sleeps. and no one bother other. Everyone is in their own world. Mrs. Khushi started liking Mumbai a lot but her husband showed apathy because he was use to with his time-to-time routine. Things didn’t work out with them  and they decided to part their ways. Her husband came back to village but Khushi stayed. Now, Mrs. Khushi is Ms. Khushi. Staying in Mumbai, Ms. Khushi started doing parties and clubbing. She got many true love but she never committed to them. She started looking marriage through blue glasses. Ms. Khushi wants to be independent women in her whole life now.

So every coin has two sides. One gave chance to her broken marriage and re-married again, without any fear of divorce. Where as, the second one  was little fear to settle down. Both are right in their ways, as both are financially independent. As, we flip up the coin and wait for head or tail side, like ways our life too flips every second and every moment. We should never wait for head or tail side. Go with the flow, the solution is always with you, without fear.

Did I lectured again? Oh! My Bad. Hope you like my story. Do comment.