Showing posts with label Home Decor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Home Decor. Show all posts

31/01/2015

Lot Like Love - Day 1 #Valentine_Series

You have to come over for a cup of tea
to listen how it sounds !
Hello there.

This month each day i am going to celebrate love and gifts. I mean we have so much in our lives but so little time to just sit back and cherish what we have. To go back in the memories and think of the good time.

Isin't?

So, in February, I am going to feature all those 'gifts' that i have got from lovely people that are okay to keep up with me in whatever bad mood i am.

The first item in our list is this sea shell wind chime which she got me from Goa.

Right now adoring my balcony and a perfect companion when i sit there during evenings with my cup of tea and newspaper.

And since Bangalore is quite windy, its clink clink music keeps reminding me of her love and loath for my curly hair and outdated clothes ;0 "Didi, laao main shopping karaun aapko " !

That's a view from my balcony and my little sister. Every year she pays a
summer visit to us and act as a fashion police. Showering me with 
accessories and "Dilli-Ka-Phasion"  you see South Delhiites - OMG !

26/08/2014

Har Ghar Kuch Kehta Hai - Part 2

This was our second rented pad after # 302, Mumbai. Holds special place
too as a mother was born here. Plus a house of all the long night
cards, guffaws, chole chawal, puliogere (tamarind rice) and
elaichi ki chai on Diwali and dahi bade on Holi.
Taken on Diwali, 2011

Related Post : Har Ghar Kuch Kehta Hai - Part 1

Happiness is to return your home sweet home after toiling at work. 

Each day as i walk upto the closed door of our apartment adorned with a name plate Mr and Mrs Sinha and glance at my five earthen pots with money plants on shoe rack...i get this sense of contentment inside. Daily, no matter what kind of silly, wise or totally worthless battle i have fought outside or internally in my mind. A gentle blow of wind seeping through passive glass window, tells me they were waiting for me. I reciprocate with a smile.

The keys already start jumping in my bag waiting to open up the small little piece of my heaven, my place, our place. It was on August 12th last year that we bought built our home, grihpravesh. The fragrance of sandalwood incense sticks just swirls around poking my hair as Lord Ganesha idol eavesdrop right next to our front door safeguarding Sammy. 

Welcome !

27/01/2014

Har Ghar Kuch Kehta Hai...Part 1

Related Post : Har Ghar Kuch Kehta Hai - Part 2

I thought of writing on this post while watching Juno, a scene having a conversation between a young couple/first-time-to-be-parents :

    Vanessa (staring at a blank wall with a tester patch): Okay. So we have... custard and cheesecake.
    Mark (almost color blindly): They're yellow.
    Vanessa: Right, well I wanted to pick something that was gender neutral until we get the baby and then we can just... add a more decisive pallete.
    Mark: Why does everybody think that yellow is gender-neutral? I-I don't know any guy with a yellow bedroom.
    Vanessa: It's a baby... I'm thinking more custard. Just with this light... I don't know maybe I should just paint a larger swatch or just try it on another wall...
    Mark: I think it's too early to paint. That's my opinion.
    Vanessa: I disagree.
    Vanessa: This wall is gonna need something. Mhm, our first family photo right in the middle. Right up there. Can you see it?


    *Names are changed for confidentiality ;p
      But the advert below on youtube.com was the cherry on the cake. It sat in my heart while i was playing chu chu tv rhymes for our lil one.

As if someone is prying in our bedroom and made a shot out of it. I couldn't resist but embed this video in the post. Its just bang on especially the sound of keyboard in the background and "hmmm kharcha plan karna important hai". So very real. 

In one way, i am relived that i am not the only victim but merely one among millions of women who are left alone to love this tyranny.