Is Jesus your buddy?


If you had to spend an entire day with someone, a best friend would definitely be one of our choices.

If you were asked to describe your day, it’d probably include long hours of chit chat, laughter, a fun activity, and also just some quite time, like lazing on the couch doing nothing much.

If we compared our relationship with our best friend with that of our relationship with Jesus, would there be any difference?

Would you want to spend an entire day with God?

Would you have lots to talk about?  Not just asking, but sharing things that happen in our day.

Would you have fun in his presence? Praising Him, thanking Him, delighting in His abundant love.

Maybe it’s time to rethink for most of us. Let’s renew our relationship with God and get back to enjoying our time with Him.


Learn to smile through the clouds


The world sure feels like crap doesn’t it when you’re sick, just got fired, lost a loved one, ended a friendship…

Yes, you have the right to mourn, mope, feel depressed, sad, angry, and a whole load of inexpressible feelings that no one might understand. Go through those feelings, accept them, whole-heartedly wallow in them, take comfort from your family and friends, and be dependable for a while but don’t choose to live in that misery every day, all day long and become a victim to your circumstances.

Live your life the way you want to. Make the decision to override your misery with positivity.

Choose to wake up with a smile

Choose to focus on a positive message/verse

Choose to see good in something that day

Choose to relax and laugh a little

Time heals everything they say, it does; but you can decide when that happens because you only heal when you decide to let it go. The circumstances are the same but you are different: more mature, more toughened. Get in touch with your inner strength and fight your battle with a positive approach one day at a time.

Now smile 🙂


Keep it together, keep it tight


Who am I?

Me and much more

A sum of people; some inherited and some I chose

Someone’s child

An accomplishment I hope

A strong hand so that they don’t walk in old age alone

A sibling

A close one I hope

To share laughter and sorrow and mull over silly matter

A friend

A loyal one I hope

Keeping it honest, never giving in to rumors, or forgetting favors

A spouse

A loving one I hope

Being a steadfast anchor and keeping the vows unbroke

Stay responsible for people in your life

They’re all a blessing in disguise

Everyone’s life is on a timer

So keep it together, keep it tight

Putting up with a ‘no-frills’ waiter at the Indian Coffee House

Catching an early breakfast after a nice long stroll at India Gate just wasn’t in our luck. So we took to impatiently waiting outside the Mohan Singh Palace building in CP while the Indian Coffee House folks took to scrubbing the floors & tables and readying the simple establishment for morning joggers like us to feast on pots of tea and multistoried toasts.

Comfortably settled under a huge tree, we took to staring at poor pavement encroachers sleeping, chatting, smoking bidis or selling local spirits. It was quite the spectacle but a sad one too.

Sharp 9:00 am we perched ourselves at the table right near the kitchen counter (nearer the table, quicker the service right?!).

In walks the head waiter, dressed in the red and white uniform and a fan-shaped hat typical of Indian Coffee House waiters everywhere.

Us: Can we have the special tea and the cold cream coffee? Also French toast, two cheese omelets and buttered bread please.  

Him: So that’s tea, cold coffee, French toast, omlete and bread.

Us: No, we said cold ‘cream’ coffee and ‘buttered’ bread.

Him: (Looking at us as if we were dimwits) Yes, cold coffee and bread. Now, how many slices? We dare not push it any further. fork

After our thoroughly simple but delicious breakfast we pay the bill. It’s Rs.371/-.(Husband has Rs.370, voila! I have fished out a Rs.1 coin. Done!)

Then we start wondering if tips are included in the bill but since we can’t figure it out, we shyly ask the waiter if there’s anything else that’s needed.

Him (clearly annoyed at our ignorance): You’ve paid, now go! (Clearly, service tax was not included.)

We drop a few extra notes and scoot.

The girl with the white flag


On 25th June 1945, a young, barefooted Japanese girl in tattered clothes walks towards the beach waving a piece of white cloth tied to a crooked stick. World War II is about to end and the Japanese at the war-torn island of Okinawa are surrendering to American troops after a battle which had lasted for 83 days without respite.

Year’s later, Tomiko Higa, now 39, chances upon the black & white photo of herself holding the white flag in an illustrated English book about World War II. After years of silence, she decides it’s finally time to speak out about her traumatic experience as a young 5-year-old, who torn from family is forced to fend for herself in a war-ravaged country, filled with weary refugees and militant soldiers.

Of the photo, she recollects a man with red cheeks pointing something at her and fears it’s a gun. Behind the lens is John Hendrickson, a young American army signal corps, commissioned to capture photos of the surrender to be later used for war-time documentation.

The girl with the white flag is a captivating and moving autobiography which paints a poignant image of civilian fear, helplessness, loss, anxiety and death in the face of war. This simple, raw, and brutally honest eyewitness account will pull all the strings of your heart as it did mine. It’s definitely worth a read.

I had to become unemotional


Before I had my house painted recently, I did a lot of cleaning and clearing out so that it was easier to move the furniture around and it gave me a chance to figure out what I was consciously and unconsciously hoarding in my house.

For one, I had a lot of things I didn’t use or want: A lone belt buckle, old receipts, product manuals, clothes that never saw the light of day, gifts I held onto for sentimental value and other such things that I always imagined would come to later use but never did.

Why was I holding onto a belt buckle? That’s right, coz this particular belt went well with all of my clothes. And it didn’t matter that I had bought two ‘temporary replacement belts’ that went just as well with my new spring wardrobe.

The two rules I followed while discarding most of the stuff was to not get emotionally attached and to not come up with excuses that they were too important to let go.

While it’s ok to cling onto a few things, for the most part of it you have got to learn to be unemotional. Start in one area and keep at it, doing a bit at a time.

Ask yourself three things while decluttering: Is it useful; is it beautiful; and is it of high sentimental value.   

New occupants


As part of my new interior home décor I’ve decided to add indoor plants.  Plants to me depict youthfulness and serenity. I love looking at them and yeah, occasionally talking to them too now that I have some inside the house (Just a pep talk to stay alive under my care).

Indoor plants I’ve learnt are awesome. Not only do they look pretty and need minimum maintenance (watering them once a week) but they also do a load of other things.

Air purifiers: Indoor plants improve the quality of indoor air by removing low levels of chemicals such as carbon monoxide and formaldehyde. These include: Peace lily, golden pothos, English ivy, chrysanthemum, gerbera daisy, mother-in-law’s tongue, bamboo palm, red-edge dracaena and spider plant.

Peace Lily

Peace Lily

24-hour oxygen suppliers: While it’s true that photosynthesis stops at night, a few special plants – like orchids, succulents and epiphytic bromeliads – flip that script and take in carbon dioxide and release oxygen; great for bedrooms.

spider plant

Spider Plant

Healers: Plants can lower blood pressure, and lower ratings of pain, anxiety, and fatigue.

golden pothos

Golden Pothos

Deter illnesses: Using plants in interior spaces decreases the incidence of dry skin, colds, sore throats and dry coughs. While transpiration takes place indoors, it increases the humidity levels. Research reveals that higher absolute humidity is conducive for decreased survival and transmission of the flu virus.

Snake plant

Mother-in-law’s Tongue

Boost productivity: Being around plants improves concentration, memory and productivity.