The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog.
Here’s an excerpt:
600 people reached the top of Mt. Everest in 2012. This blog got about 6,600 views in 2012. If every person who reached the top of Mt. Everest viewed this blog, it would have taken 11 years to get that many views.
I have been noticing a few new trends on social media sites. What about you?
Off late or rather often I find myself talking about my father whenever some instances in day to day life comes which reminds me of what my father would do or used to do or would be doing then and I find myself cherishing those moments! Indeed I can quote;’ Old as she was, she still missed her daddy sometimes’…
The interesting part of this emotive start is most of the memoirs brings smile and are funny too!
Many a times I have said this to my husband and whomsoever I spoke with and the topic of families and childhood days came and when I spoke about my dad that my dad should have born in the current generation seeing his ways of life:
He loves to maintain his ‘social network’ and is quite successful in that without using Facebook, however he does not understand ‘F’ of Facebook or better say ‘I’ of Internet. We including kids in family have tried so many times, but no gain :’( .He knows only one thing ‘take the print out’ 
And when I talk of taking print outs, or rather say habit of collecting information (again something which even I do, but the ways are different), my dad is incomparable. He is very conscious of the current affairs’ related to politics specially, about education, about software and software company news, this one because his kids (we both) are associated with that. He would take paper cuttings and carefully file it, so that he can share them with us, when we meet. So much connected with us, touch wood!
He has keen interest in latest products in market; he loves trying out international brands of clothes and shoes,way more interested than men of his generation .We always had all the electronic gadgets in our home, latest with the technology, thanks to dad’s interests!
He likes trying out different and new kind of food, but undoubtedly loves food made by my Mom(his wife 
),though would rarely admit that. My mom would often say even when she’s on deathbed, he would ask her to cook first for the day and then die .You know this is their way of showing attachment 
. He’s so foodie (of course, I inherit his this part or almost all part of his nature ) that if he has invitation from multiple places for feast on the same day, he would make sure he visits all the places, not only for formality but for eating too , he would love to try out some of the spreads all all places, only to end up with an upset stomach but happy otherwise . All in the family always have a good laugh on this behavior of my father. The benefit of this habit of dad and awesome culinary skill of Mom was that, we always had privilege of tastiest food at home and even out of home
He’s quite good in interacting with people, be it anybody, even my friend circle…so quite a social person. Give him a chance to interact with a friend and end of day, he would have more of his/her bio-data than me quite an inquisitive person he’s.
He loves travelling and exploring different places; has travelled a lot in India during his studies and keeps recalling those experiences when visiting those places again or when we go to those places, he would share those days reminisces and such talks are quite refreshing…
I have so many recollections with dad, that I can keep them jotting and it would not end even then…
Today he’s on the way to Hyderabad with Mom and my Masi, Mausa and kiddo cousin Arnav and I am really excited to meet all of them. I would not be missing them for some time now…Hope to have an awesome time in coming few days!
Love you Papa and Love you Mom!
PS. Now these are coming post pokes from Arnav aka Bonnie after his experiences with ‘dad the great’; he was like, I should certainly enter these in the write-up. So his experiences of which me and my bro and all others would agree…when we are travelling by train, dad has to get down at all the stations and take a stroll compulsorily and return with the something or other from the station, especially if that place is famous for some thing: like Agra and ‘Agra ke pethe’,Allahabad and ‘Allahabad ke amrood(guava)’,Nagpur and ‘Nagpur ke santre(oranges)’,etc. When we were very young, we would get scared when train would start and he would not be around, fearing that he might be left behind at the station .All in relation would say that, he would only not venture out at stations that would come across in the travel while he’s sleeping ,a little exaggeration, I know… but this is how family talks happen
And the latest news is dad again wants to learn computers and this time he’s asked bro to bring his old laptop along, so that he can learn 
,let’s see how much progress he makes!
Folks, because of huge situational demand and the amount of stories and moments I want to share and keep for records, I will be updating this blog from time to time…
-> The latest development is: My cousin helped my Father to open his Facebook account and dad proudly calls my younger brother, sharing the news of his FB account being opened and now he would get an account setup for our Mom too…the tone was how he got his bank account opened in a new bank and will get one opened for Mom too
I was finally in my flat in Hyderabad,tired like hell and anything I needed was a peaceful sleep,but what do I hear…anklet sounds with some time interval…the origin of sound looked like the lift lobby;I was alone and too tired to get up and investigate…I ignored and it and slept,thought I would confess I was scared,not assuming it to be some ghost or something (trust me I don’t believe in ghosts :p),but you would agree that there would be obvious fear of the unknown and that too something like that of anklet sound at such late hours…
However the next night again,I hear the same sound and the ‘brave me’ thought of finding it out;I tried to follow the direction of sound and went downstairs,to find the security guard carrying a bunch of keys and walking in the lobby;I concluded that the sound must be because of these men walking with the bunch of keys and being playful in between.Totally convinced,I started ignoring the sound (very feeble sound,but being night, you can’t ignore).
Life was peaceful err soundful ,till me with my in law and husband happened to go for late night walk and me sharing with them how the sound coming,audible to them too kept me awake and how I found out the reason.However when we went down we could not see the guard with the keys,but still the sound kept on coming…Next day I was at home and the sound was audible in day time too…
The possibilities crossed out were the bunch of keys;the cycle bell(which was the next assumption,as we saw a security guard riding a bicycle with a bell and he using them at times),this was ruled out because the same sound kept on coming even in day time.
Next few days,came different probable reasons/source of the sound…like wind chimes in somebody’s house,some sound making toy tied to to some kid’s stroller,and yes may be if ghost really exist who has all the time to wander around my flat all night and now day time too .
Consciously or subconsciously even I kept on thinking about it till today morning…the day when the mystery was about to unfold…I was getting ready for office,when suddenly the sound heard was from a close distance,and I turned to see a pair of pigeon on the washrooms ventilator.I tried to go close,then the pigeons flew and sat on the opposite ventilator of the neighbors washroom and to my amazement what I see is the source of the sound in the feet one of the pigeons.Yes,one of the pigeons had tiny anklets in both its feet and whenever this pigeon moves,flies,walks in and around my flat/bedroom window,I hear that,I cant stop myself from saying in Hindi ‘Payal ki Jhankar’ ( sound of the anklets) I would have not believed it if I would not have seen it,and to make others believe I took a picture of the pair and I could make out they were liking the attention they were getting;as I had called my parents in law to witness my discovery.
Finally the mystery was solved and I could relax mentally,though the sound keeps coming then and now,however knowing the reason,I find it sweet now .
This whole episode was an interesting,intriguing experience for me and people around me,so thought why not write it down…
Good Night every body and the pigeon with anklets
PS. Please carefully look at the feet of the darker pigeon,it has anklets in its feet….
So,when I got strawberries in the grocery store of my new neighborhood,I just bought a packet to just eat them sometime in evening,however the they were destined to be treated better …I love this fruit…its sweet, like a candy, but at the same time slightly tangy, and sour. they have a grainy but smooth taste….In fact I can say I am having experiences like strawberries this year… Hmm quite a good metaphor!
So here come my quick Strawberry and Cream Recipe…
I took 1 cup heavy whipping cream(Amul fresh cream,to be more specific ,
1/3 cup sugar,
then I took some fresh strawberries, washed them, remove the stems, and put them in the food processor until they become a thick liquid,
Whipped cream until it looks like whipped cream,
Mixed in sugar,
Mix in strawberries until just combined,
And finally topped it up with cut pieces of strawberries and kept it freezer for 10 minutes before I put a big spoon of dessert in my mouth…it was heaven… <3
PS.I have an illustrated picture for your reference
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2011 annual report for this blog.
Here’s an excerpt:
The concert hall at the Syndey Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 11,000 times in 2011. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 4 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.
It could not have been a more better day!
Last Sunday when me and my Canadian friends Kally,Sally and Sonia were picked up by Shirley,my friend at workplace,to first shop for groceries at Reliance Fresh on the way and then cook and eat too
It was planned on Saturday,and I was really not sure if I could really cook with perfection,since no cooking happening since I moved to this new place where I get to eat food made by the cook. I was excited and so were my friends…though I made a boundary beforehand that the food might not turn out well…but this never dampened their spirits!
We reached Shirley’s place by 11:45 and met her ever sweet mother in law,and the 25 days old puppy Tommy,who was so much excited to see all the pretty ladies around him. Shirley’s big house has two big aquariums and three ponds outside full of fishes…coconut trees,mango tress in the backyard and a big kitchen were we were allowed to experiment our culinary skills. It was such a pleasant change!
Thanks to my experience in outsourcing activities of peeling and chopping onion and garlic was happily implemented by Sonia,taking out mint and coriander leaves by Kally and Sally. And rest of the initial preparations were managed by me,Shirley and her MIL.
Then began the real cooking,accompanied by me acting as the host of a cooking show and my viewers and cameramen being the ever enthusiastic trio! In some time we had a good spread of food ready which included matar paneer,palak daal,basmati rice,cucumber raita,potato fry,and fresh mint chutney…and trust me the food was really good :D And while we were busy eating what we made,Shirley’s MIL made fresh grape juice and mango juice for us…
We could have asked for nothing more:) It was an awesome lunch!
What will happen tomorrow?will I be able to do it again,what I did last time?
.
.
.
To be honest,I do not know
Okay,let me make myself clear…its about my status tomorrow in swimming pool,when I will be told to jump in pool without swimming tube…I have been practicing with submersible tube in my last six classes and have also been observing others who were scared too when it was their turn as it will be mine tomorrow.
Last class,the trainer asked me to remove the tube and prompted me to cross the pool,and I crossed the pool from one side to other,on the shallower portion…however I am not sure how I did it ,it just happened by fluke,did I really swim and can I swim again????
That’s a million dollar question,whose answers I will get in pool itself,and that’s what I am so scared about 
I was just watching some you tube videos for swimming lessons,when my roommate,who knows swimming,said it’s so funny ,but then I can see thousand of videos and thousand page visits there,so I am not funny alone
I know its funny to learn swimming online ,but there are many professionally made videos out there and my only reason to see them was that extra preparation,so that I do not fail err drown
I feel very sleepy when I finish swimming,however the nigh before,that is today I have lost my sleep…
Now I can do nothing ,but sleep and go for swimming classes in morning…
Wish me luck!
P.S.I am sure I will be dreaming about swimming toning
When I witness the golden sunset over the amber hills...when I gaze at the moon shinning so bright in the night...when I stand still at the seashore and the cool breeze caresses me...and that sweet smell of soil before it rains... I see beauty,awesome beauty,real beauty! God took the soil and created homo sapiens,the masterpiece,whose beauty is incomparable...we have consciousness and thought,motivation and emotion,we fall in love and feel the pain and I see divine artistry here! The Supreme being paints each sunrise and each sunset with his hand on his canvas,called universe...he took all the love within his heart and gave us beauty in abundance... I find beauty in an innocent smile,deep-set eyes,a loving hug,helping hands,soothing song,in fact in anything or anybody as beauty is not restricted in nature,it is up to individual to decide and feel,what is beautiful... For a mother,a child will be always beautiful,whatsoever others think... For a potter beauty lies in his wheel...for a farmer its the rain...for hungry it is the food...for lonely it is the company... It is just the perception and the situation which decides what we see beauty in... let our thought be free...and realize everything is beautiful in its' own way The beauty of summer is heat,the beauty of winter is cold,the beauty of fall is dying life,the beauty of spring is the birth of nature...the earth is the real beauty,the air we breathe in is the real beauty,the water which quenches our thirst is the real beauty! Beauty is in you and me,like a love in its flowing song,forever to become free and inside for evermore to long... Beauty, they say, is in the eyes of the beholder It’s everywhere Beauty is in everything, If you search for it! P.S:I wrote this post for Yahoo! India and Dove "I Believe in Real Beauty" under the topic "What does real beauty mean to me?"Don't forget to visit:http://realbeauty.yahoo.com/ To vote for me on Indiblogger please go to http://www.indiblogger.in/indipost.php?post=61046
 | shalu on Good Night! |
 | cresloga on Good Night! |
| shalu on sign my Guest Book… |
 | inconsistencypersoni… on sign my Guest Book… |
| shalu on latest trend ;) |
Feed my fishes :)
You can feed the fish with your mouse they will swim to get the food
More animal widgets at Widgia.com |
 |
|
