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Well, this was a photo from evening and gives a sense of nice breeze and other stuffs.But I dare you, coastal summers are horrible.It was so humid that even evenings are much of a pain. I don't know why I don't remember any summers here as that hot.One could be that I was living in a home with large open windows.I don't think global warming can be a major thing in 10 years.Or may be I was in Bangalore last few years which is not so humid.Or,lastly this summer itself is hot.I used to never sweat even after a gym session.But now,I sit in a place and feel that sweat drops rolling over my forehead.I don't like having any food.Even my miser dad got a cooler at home.(So understand the situation). I vividly remember my summers as school vacations, jackfruits and mangoes.Also spending weeks together at ajjanmane,getting up at 11 am and having avalakki as I hate my aayi's dose. It was all alone at my home as my friend would go to Poona and comeback with a lot of ...

Here I am ,again after a week!Guess what,Appu(My son) has been better in terms not being clingy and furious all the time.So a brownie point for that and on a good note to start with. This week I and my brother went for a family function and I got a proper picture after buying this phone.I prefer cotton dresses here even if it is a marriage. So this was just before going out.I am not a shopaholic and I advise sustainable clothing.I also liked a tamarind jaggery dish prepared at the function.Also the wise old man is back here, hehe!. Andd,I have become a slow reader in search of new flexible job.I mean I work for a core company and a coder.But somehow I want to escape from going to office.. We resumed playing badminton again this week:) One of our garden flowers stem broke suddenly after blooming fully.I felt sad, like you be in your limelight and suddenly boom! Something happened. Nowadays since it's cloudy all the time, evening skies are such a nice treat I ...

Here I am.In self doubts,low self esteem and in confusion.I have had a kid,before that got married,got graduated,started masters all in freaking 2 years of time.I still feel I am not where and I don't want to stop.I am burnt out.I have my hobbies pending.I still want to grow and glow. Some of my friends have gone abroad for higher studies.Some others are switching.Some others are roaming and yet some others are enjoying by wearing nice dresses. But why am I so much bothered? I don't want to left behind and suffocating in my current role. Since last one month I have given a lot many interviews and horribly getting rejected. I don't know for others how easy it is. I am not jinxing,but suffering by how not and why not for me? Sometimes thinking should the life slow down for me? Or  Everything else will be like this only? Or so people show only good stuffs to others? Everything has a solution,but I feel I am blind enough to find one. Idk,what to do? Honestly I will ...

So this week has been better than the past week as I got to travel to my ajjanmane, cleared a few interviews and finished some assignments.My son was clingy all the time and as usual I being a self proclaimed extra miler,was trying to fit into the role of the same. I visited my grandmother and her family and got to see the place after like 5 months.I started a romantic collection of stories which I found good.Its god damn hot here, literally suffocating. I just grew fat and hence discarding my idea of sustainable clothing. Also ,Gundu,my grandmother's dog somehow found my son as a familiar face and was comfortable with him. also,this House stands still since my childhood.I remember my childhood,going to play in the field by passing this house in the gully. My Aayi gave me this welcome drink of Mango and it was yummy.She used to collect mangoes and send it to me during childhood so that I can have mango papad throughout the year. also,...

I wanted to blog everything and anything.I wanted to write diary since a very small age but ended up using all the diaries for school rough work.Its high time that I start keeping a track of what I have done.I mean reading my own diary would be interesting to read than any other books. Narscisstic enough? Since I am 4 months pp, I don't remember the days.Its all just the uncombed hair in a weird bun and roaming around in double xl shirts.It rained this week and my son is being over dramatic than ever.4th month has gotten something with it,I swear.He wants me to hold him upright and roam.I get bored.So I took him to our Canopy(This word my 1938 multiliguistic Ajja was using).We both enjoyed the rains and I could not stop capturing this frame.My whole life has been revolving around this compound since last 5 months. I spy on my neighbours🙂.Yes I search for a good frame.All my neighbours are 80+ old youngsters.I got some really nice captures.Btw, this house is...

Since my young age I was someone who loved old stories, history and cameras(be it posing or behind the lens).Growing up,I had a camera which my dad won in the lottery.Mostly by 2009 it stopped working after capturing really sweet portion of my childhood.Then was this ugly teenage part and only photos I have are from school annual day functions as if the other times I was not alive only.Then came the age of camera phones which made me loose all the precious memories which were witnessed by it.On my 18th birthday I had gifted myself a Polaroid camera.It was aesthetic though.I saw in many films and wondered how this instant photos came up.So again since the films were costly Polaroid also deserved showcase.On my 25th birthday my husband gifted this Instax mini evo I tried to learn it after going through postpartum.I want to preserve my child's growth here.Its cute I mean.I realise it only after I lost mine.We always repent on not having much time to cherish our memories.Al...

Maniratnam Heroines are such a treat to eyes,they are elite,elegant and most importantly a story within themselves.They have my whole 💜. Geetanjali stands a way ahead of all other heroines.A dying heart patient finds her love in another dying person.She says her father that she wants to live.She was so lively knowing the fact that she does not have much time with her.The background music which is used in the movie has to get full marks.This film was set in Ooty and what else can make it more beautiful.Love stories live longer for me if they are filmed in the hills.May be that's why geetanjali haunts me.One of the complicated love stories yet a simple one.Also the heroine who portrayed Geetanjali really gave justice to that part.I am humming that background music while writing this. She lives forever in this fan's heart. ~N