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The most memorable journey of my life

Jagriti Yatra- Most memorable journey of my life I would like to start with asking a question to all present here. Which is the longest train journey of your life? Two days, three, four days? I peg my count at 15 on the world’s largest network of railways!!! An ambitious train journey of 8000 kms, 15 days and 12 destinations taken with  400 young co-passengers,  across length and breadth of India– Jagriti yatra-  which is my topic for today.  The longest and most memorable and life changing journey of my life ! As the name implies, it is a social entrepreneurial journey to enlighten your soul. Jagriti Yatra is an initiative of Jagriti Sewa Sansthan, an  NGO and was launched in 2008 by Shashank Mani – who is the founder of Jagriti yatra. I went on this train trip in 2010. We started this journey from Mumbai, from where we headed down south to trivandram ,  then kanyakumari , way up to Delhi, rajasthan , gujrat and ended at Mumbai only.  Entire train was booked and restr

Few shades of me

Few shades of me Good Day everyone! Today I am going to talk about few shades of my personality, some of which are prominent and some not so prominent. Amongst these are workaholic, chocoholic, shopaholic and lastly a really gorgeous pair of Gucci shades: the one which I really never had money to even dream of buying. so I would categorize that as invisible shade. Let's start with my most subtle shade first. For example, I am not at all a workaholic. In fact, I am quite worked up if I spend more than even four hours a day actually on my laptop. Then I am a complete chocoholic. Anything having cocoa as its building block just does the trick! Be it coffee to chocolates to choco lava cake.. hmmm let me control my emotions here! But the one shade that I think I have truly actually in my blood is Shopaholic.  And on top of that, I belong to a very niche segment of that category, that is window shopping. Because I am usually broke and cannot afford to take the things out of

Those 60 minutes

Those 60 minutes It must have happened at least once with everyone when you can hear your own heartbeat. When you are drowned in a whirlpool of emotions, where you cannot point out in particular what you are feeling at that moment. I felt exactly the same in that last one hour before I was wheeled into the operation theatre when my son was born.  The turmoil going inside me cannot be described in words. I was happy and scared at the same time. Happy to welcome that little life and scared, doubting if I will be able to take care of him or her well or not. After an exciting period of 35 weeks, I was suddenly getting paranoid. My mind kept racing back to what I had gone in last 9 months for this day. Right from painful blood tests every month to scans to innumerable hospital visits. One part of me was also remembering the fun part of pregnancy. I used to eat all that I ever wished for, went shopping for new and of course lose clothes, tiny clothes for the coming baby. I even peste

Selfie with Durga - A serious humour!

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Selfie with Durga – a serious humour Fot the first time ever in the thirty plus odd years of my life, did I see a priest standing idle in a Durga Puja pandal.  I tried to reason this, as I could see the pandal buzzing with crowd- men women, children, even babies.. Then, what was that panditji  waiting for? Astonished, as  I was, saw that people were so busy taking selfie with the Goddess’ idol that they have literally forgotten that they have to actually go and bow their head in front of that idol to take the blessings. After all, that’s why they have come here for in the first place, right? But, people were coming, all decked up in their traditional, colourful attire, start taking selfie at various angles, with friends, solo, family.. “Oh no! this one is not good! The lion is not coming clearly..”  Exclaims a young lady! Like seriously??? It was only after they were satisfied with their looks in the pictures, that they thought to go, at least pay a visit to the Goddess a