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As the Diwali is nearing, all Indians across globe go festive. Indulgence in home cleaning, shopping, home décor, sweets, family, friends, gifts, cheers, smiles, lights, crackers, rangoli, socializing, Diwali parties, ethnic dressing, lavish dinners, and the list just keeps going. But, hold on! Slight Reverse please! Let’s get to a point in time when we start planning on Diwali. How do we celebrate comes much later. Where and with who comes right after we check the Diwali date in calendar. I will be talking here specifically on the people who have multiple homes in different locations. A couple (with or without kid) who is working in a metropolitan city staying in a multi-story facility which they call it ‘Home’ where they generally live. This category mostly has at least two more options called ‘Home’ – their respective childhood houses where their respective parents are still living. Diwali is related with the Goddess Laxmi and the daughter-in-law is ‘termed’ as the...

I am here again ... with a new page on the blogger. This time, with a true story of a girl who experimented with her life .. just to live it... Read it in her own words... As she begins ...... Here...arrives Me - a new member in family ... the first child to my parents, Me. A healthy, lovely, baby girl marked over weight to bring happiness to the newly father and mother. The sparkle in her eyes brings joy to the father and he considers her as his lucky charm. The love and care makes leads her to be a pampered yet obedient Papa's Girl - Komal, as the world knows her. She brought with her a rebel, who would not spare even her best loved, if it goes a wrong way. A true follower of justice and god fearing adolescent girl. Gradually, the family further grew up adding to her company a younger brother and a cute, intelligent little sister. She adored her brother from the start but took some time to accept her sister as a member in the family, though she was happy to see and touch the ...

A very weird word to start with. But this is the word which has just struck my chords with a bang on my complete cerebral space ejaculating a massive outburst of thoughts, memories, relationships, feelings, boundaries, locales, joys, sorrows and so on... It was a dark night with sweet mist in the air and green nature all drenched post rains. Papa had just come back home from work. He is a dedicated gazetted officer responsible for agricultural activities and authorities in the city. Maa does not really prefer cooking but she still does it with grace everyday and the dinner tonight seems to be efficient enough to scrumptiously nourish the starving soul till end of every spoon. I just cannot stop from throwing myself just very close to the lid of pressure cooker. My eyes close their pouch and the very next nearby sensory organ gets happily activated to grasp and inhale the fragrance of marvelous chicken curry with slight dose of fresh coriander in it. The juicy chicken legs and the w...