tribute to Nirbhaya

Hope a fire like this burns all those demented :"men" and "women" !

The Turkish Affair @ Nokia Indiafest 2013

Not captioning these..the story is all yours..:)

No one is promised tomorrow.

Found this during one of those surfing aimlessly moments and said I need to copy paste it here.

One of the best eye opener message that really give you goosebumps

It was their anniversary, and Aisha was waiting for her husband Rajiv to show up.
Things had changed since their marriage, the once cute couple couldn't-live-without-each-other had turned bitter.
Fighting over every little things, both didn't like the way things had changed.
Aisha was waiting to see if Rajiv remembered it was their anniversary!
Just a
s the door bell rang she ran to find her husband wet and smiling with a bunch of flowers in his hand. 
The two started re-living the old days. Making up for fights, then was d plan for champagne, light music And it was raining outside! It was perfect. 
But the moment paused when the phone in the bedroom rang.
Aisha went to pick it up and it was a man. "Hello ma'am I'm calling from the police station. Is this Mr Rajiv Mehra's number?"
"Yes it is!"
"I'm sorry ma'am; but there was an accident and a man died. We got this number from his wallet; we need you to come and identify his body."
Aisha's heart sank.!!! She was shocked!
But my husband is here with me?"


"Sorry ma'am, but the incident took place at 2 pm, when he was boarding the train."
Aisha was about to lose her conscience.
How could this happen?! 
She had heard about the soul of the person coming to meet a loved one before it leaves!
She ran into the other room.
He was not there. It was true! He had left her for good!! Oh God she would have died for another chance to mend every little fight! She rolled on the floor in pain. She lost her chance! Forever! 
Suddenly there was a noise from the bathroom, the door opened and Rajiv came out and said..... "Darling, I forgot to tell you my wallet got stolen today".

LIFE MIGHT NOT GIVE YOU A SECOND CHANCE. SO NEVER WASTE A MOMENT WHEN YOU CAN STILL MAKE UP FOR YOUR WRONGS!!! 

No one is promised tomorrow. Have a wonderful Life with no regrets!

The Art of Drinking Tea - Desi Style

Tea or Chai ..this is something we Indians have grown up on and us South Indians also have the privilege of growing up on pure invigorating South Indian Filter Kaapi.

This short note is nothing about the types of tea or coffees or anything. Its very to the point on how to drink or sip tea desi style

So lets now get back to the rhythmic chant of Chai Garam up north. Available in every corner of every street, nukkad or gali..outside every office ..in fact everywhere..prices ranging from a measly INR 2 to INR 5, a hot sweet milky concoction which takes you to heaven and back.

The tea stall look something like this

This Ramlal has got nothing to with the Ramlal in Sholay

A typical Chai Wallah 

The art of making tea is something which we can delve into later. For now here how one drinks his tea desi style.. buy tea or chai from any chaiwallah like the one shown above

Stage one post ordering chai, pour the liquid into the saucer

Tea in a saucer

Stage two.. slowly balancing the saucer, take it to your lips..make sure you do not cry over spilled tea

Slurp tea from the saucer

Stage three..drink or sip whatever your choice...and whatever you do you just HAVE to make a LOUD slurrrping sound

Stage four..place empty saucer down and repeat from Stage one

Repeat Stage one to four

Well that's it. How many of us have really enjoyed their tea like this?