Healthy Life, Happy Life

There are numerous definitions of being healthy. It must be something else for you, and something different for me. In this post you’ll get to know what I feel is important for being healthy, as I am joining Saffola #ApneTareekeSeHealthy initiative and sharing my ways of being healthy in association with BlogAdda. Its very easy to indulge in a little bit of (read that as heaps of) finger licking food, and which is usually unhealthy. Though I agree that with current lifestyle, its tough to maintain our healthy quota, but its not entirely impossible. I have been through the stage where my weight and health rpobles became a point of concern for me. When your clothes don’t fit you anymore and your tummy bulges out, when you face health issues, cant even walk properly, and you prefer to cover yourself with loose or ill fitting dressing, it is considered a wake up call.. But why wait for that to happen to you?



In my journey to achieve the desired health status that I always wanted, I learnt that following viewpoints are essential for a healthy living. Read on to know more:

Healthy diet: Eating several times a day, small portions every time, instead of eating heavily two-three times. Drinking lots of water. Fibrous food is always good for your health, so even if I don’t like them much, I do include fruits, lentils and dry fruits in my diet.

Workout: Working out not only keeps you physically fit, it also helps keep you stay mentally calm and focused. By the end of a rigorous workout, when you come out feeling satisfied, do notice that you’ll be able to focus on better things in life.

Hard work and discipline: Healthy life needs hard work, initially, before it’s embedded in your system, then of course it becomes your lifestyle. But to reach there, I had to work really hard, and it paid off. Since I am not a morning person and love spicy food, it was a real challenge for me to wake up early every morning, reduce my spice and oil intake and workout, strictly. I realized that giving up is so easy. But every result needs action, so act instead of lamenting on your unhealthy state.

Confidence & belief in self: When you start seeing the results, you automatically gain confidence, the same happened with me. It requires patience, and self belief to reach one’s goals. Nothing happens overnight. Moreover, stay happy. Your good health is directly proportional to your happiness level. Do  more of what keeps you content and cheerful, don’t avoid your hobbies due to lack of time or laziness.


I also go for morning walks/run when I don’t feel like going to the gym at times. I am now a morning person :). Keeps me energetic the whole day. In office too, I walk around for a few mins, since sitting all day makes me quite dull. Taking my dinner early, no matter what, is something that helps immensely with maintaining good health.

There are no two thoughts about the fact that we are the mentors of our own health. Saffola is giving us good reasons to stay and live a healthy life. Follow some easy healthy lifestyle habits and keep yourself fit. You health must be of utmost priority for you. If YOU are healthy, so your world would be.

Watch this video to get an insight in healthy living.


Darziod’s Stone : Richard Smith – My Review

Published: August 16, 2016

Purchased: Received free from the author in exchange for an honest review

I give it ☆☆☆☆/5 stars.



It was a fascinating read!

The story starts with creating and hiding of a special stone, in a cove in Cornwall, that becomes the most wanted stone and leads to war between two groups. Of course, one set being good, that wishes to protect the stone and the other, the bad guys group that wants it for their own selfish purposes. Now, come to the present and we find 5 kids, who go for a holiday at the controversial spot and lo! their holiday turns into a treasure hunt. But the bad guys get into action, the good guys try to shield the kids and kids find themselves trapped in a battle of good and bad, all the while fighting for the treasure, as well as their sweet lives. Who wins? That’s for the readers to find out in this very captivating crime, mystery, sci-fi, action mix work of fiction.

I must say, it was a fun read. I liked all the characters, save Ryan. Well. Though the plot was a bit stretched at times, it was never boring and there were twists and turns upon turning almost every page. The author’s writing is very engaging and I am sure, readers from almost every generation will enjoy this book.

100% recommended to the young readers and to those who love a nice, cozy mystery. 🙂

Thank you to Booktasters on Twitter (@BookTasters) for providing me the introduction to this book. Thank you to author for providing me with a review copy!

Feminism – Are women abusing this word?

The words feminism and feminist are the some of the most used words all over the world today. In accurate words, feminism is the advocacy of women’s rights on the ground of the equality of the gender. India is a democratic country and as far as our constitution says, every citizen of India has equal rights. Of course women who are born in India are entitled to the same. They have all the freedom to do as they please. And as we can see today, they are reaching sky heights in whatever field they chose to work at. There are women who work really hard to achieve their dreams and make the impossible seem possible with their efforts, knowledge and skills. But there are some, who are not so, as they say.

Now,’some women’ seriously must be unlucky for not getting what they wish for, but what about the rest? I ask, when women have been given the rights, why are they not using those very rights and instead are indulging themselves in this circus of feminism. Somehow I am not able to agree with the phrase ‘Women are weak’. This is just an excuse. I believe women can always achieve what they aim for, be it now or later. In fact, these days, they are given so much liberty to take their own decisions as well. I don’t understand the reason behind all the hue and cry that takes place when things are related to women or women’s rights. Women are given the same brains as given to men. While men use the rights in the best possible way(over the head in fact), women simply decide to sit back and chose to be a victim, which is simply not justified. Instead of hating men, how about try loving oneself more?

A popular motto – God helps those who helps themselves, is one of the ways to describe this whole scenario. If women can’t help themselves, how can they expect anyone else to be there for them always. In all the daily soaps and saas bahu serials, its almost always shown that women are their own enemy, which is very much true in the real life as well. Women shout out for equality, but when opportunities come, how many of them actually grab those? Hiding behind household responsibilities, all the while blaming their upbringing, families and partners for taking them for granted and not showing the due respect, is that how women expect to earn equality?

We are the curators of our own life, and we chose our path. Its important that women chose what is best for them, that they must believe in their path instead of blaming the whole world for their bad luck. Women have the power that needs to be tapped in the right way. Once they realize this, I hope then we would have better words to harp on.


This post was featured in Spicy Saturday Picks on BlogAdda, on December 3, 2016.


The Comfort of Strangers

The coffee cools, the cigarettes end, the music stops and life simply gets back to the old track. It moves on.


What I want to say here is : You can go from being strangers. To being friends. To being more than friends.. And then being practically strangers again. #LifeToday

You know what I feel? We should let people remain strangers, for they are better that way. People remain with each other for a lifetime only when they allow themselves to be away for a while. We don’t just inhale, inhale and inhale. We need to exhale too, in order to breathe properly. Isn’t it? Likewise,  strangeness is important between two people, no matter how long they are together. I don’t think its possible to be a good friend without being a bit of stranger.

We all start as strangers to each other but end up being something else. That something else may be any relation. And the moment we give a name to that relation..the voltage starts fluctuating. The moment you start opening up to them, start thinking of letting them enter your life and start expecting the same from them, it no longer remains what it should be. You try to remain as close to them as you can.. and want. You try to hold on to them. They try to hold on to you. You feel happy to have them in your life and they feel the same. You now know them fully. They know you fully. No wonder you believe that you are perfect together. But are you really? Expectations and judgments introduce themselves, one by one. N Whoa.. you gradually open your eyes and realize for the first time that roses don’t come without thorns. Life becomes monotonous, you sulk but accept and let it go on, when in reality it becomes stagnant. But you don’t want to leave them. Even when you become so used to them that you stop needing them. The coffee cools, the cigarettes end, the music stops and life simply gets back to the old track. It moves on. You go back to being strangers again.

And that is when you think of meeting new people. Or as they are called..Strangers. You need someone again. The cycle repeats. Now, where does that leaves you?

I ask, what is the need to know every person that you meet? In spite of having so many friends, relatives and a lover(possibly), why does the need to make new friends arise? Why are we in such a hurry? Because to relate is insecure, and relationship is a security. Relationship has a certainty; relating is just a meeting of two strangers, maybe just an overnight stay and in the morning we say goodbye. Who knows what is going to happen tomorrow? And we are so afraid that we want to make it certain, we want to make it predictable. We would like tomorrow to be according to our ideas; we don’t allow it freedom to have its own say. So we immediately reduce every verb to a noun.

Getting comfortable with people whom you know well, is definitely satisfying. But not in the long run. It turns you greedy. It makes you complain, it forces you to depend. It makes you lose your interest in yourself. When you don’t know people, you treat them better and vice versa. Strangers make better friends if we let them remain like that, but when friends turn into strangers, its worse. People just don’t understand this. I am not saying that one should not make friends, but you can be a stranger to people and at the same time also being a friend to them.. you know? being detached while being attached. Some strangers you have known for a few years, some for a few months, some a few days, some you have just come to know, but you are strangers. Even your husband/wife/parents/other people with whom you have lived for years are strangers. Two strangers living together by and by become familiar, that’s all.

So. Learn to wait. Learn to be free. Never be afraid of strangers. Remember, however long you have lived with a person, you still will remain strangers. Being with a stranger has freshness. Don’t try to make it stale. Never hold people. And don’t allow them to hold you.

Let yourself be a mystery. All you need is strangers, for good company and good memories.

Tc! 🙂


You don’t get anywhere if you don’t depend on people around you. – Paulo Coelho

Very true. But don’t you breathe with your own nose, eat with your own hands and mouth and remain alive with your own heart beating inside your own body?

When you have people in your life, with whom you interact and live, its hard to remain aloof for long. No matter how much you want to be with your own self for a while, they wont leave you alone. I really don’t know if this is good or bad. I think its good to have people in your life who care for you so much, but then it’s actually a little frustrating when you don’t get any time for yourself, just because the people who care about you so much wont leave you alone or may be you don’t want to make them sad or leave them wondering that why would you not respond them or be with them in the way it has always been, in the way that usually suits them, makes them happy and satisfied.

Why are people always averse to being alone? Why do they feel that if a person is alone, he is undergoing some sort of depression or that if he lives alone, he is a questionable character? Why don’t they understand that alone does not mean lonely? If a person wants to speak less or remain alone for sometime, then he must not be disturbed. People must understand that being alone is not fearful or disheartening or unhappy. Being alone means sans the notional crutches in our mind which we get so accustomed to and dependent upon. These can take the form of one’s kith and kin, near and dear ones. Some are part and parcel of life, others are self cultivated. Their existence and presence in our life breeds mutual expectations. Man is a social animal does not mean that man cannot be alone. It is not always important to adhere to the so called rules that one has to be with the community in order to survive. That if you are alone, you are being selfish. A person connects with people because he likes companionship, but it is not true that companionship only makes a person complete. If you cant connect to your self being, you cannot connect to others. And in order to remain connected to the world, its imperative that you remain connected to yourself, your inner being. And just that is why being alone, spending some time in solitude, without interacting to anyone, is essential.

The problem is people don’t understand this simple concept. “Man is a social animal”, this phrase is inked in their small minds and it acts as oxygen for another term, known as Society.What people need to understand is that sometimes solitude is like a short break from day-to-day life to re-energize , rejuvenate and re-focus your mental faculties. They need to work upon the phrase of “He is a free bird”, from time to time. They need to let the person breathe through his own nose and think through his own mind.

As Parker Palmer has explained this in his book  A Hidden Wholeness : Solitude does not necessarily mean living apart from others; rather it means never living apart from one’s self. It is not about absence of other people — it’s about being fully present to ourselves, whether or not we are with others.

You must enter in
To the small silences between the leaves,
You must take your time
And touch the very peace
They issue from.

Tc people. Have a nice weekend!


The Coffee and The Rain -1

Tap tap tap tap tap tap…the rain falls on the roof tops and the water slides down the window glass. Dark grey skies just want to empty themselves, as if in a hurry. Its 1.00 in the afternoon, perfect time to gather myself along with a cup of hot coffee and sit near a window. Windows are the best place to be at when it rains. Coffee completes the set. Watching the rain. It falls. I take the first sip of my coffee. As the warmth sets in, I cup my hands around the mug. Its raining, heavily. I look around. Small rivulets have formed, making their way from somewhere to nowhere. The surroundings look green. The fragrance of wet earth takes over. A cow and a dog are standing under the shade of a tree, protecting themselves, sharing the space.  Two children from neighborhood are making paper boats and feeling happy. The rain falls harder. Their mom shouts at them and forcefully takes them in the house. Winds have become harsh. Everything is hazy now. All I can see is the dim forms out on street. It feels like the rain has created a transparent wall between me and the outside world. But the mind’s eye can never be obstructed. Its always open and is looking for the right opportunity to poke the mind. And lo! the memories come out fresh and clear. All the way from my childhood. Some, that just made me happy all over again, and some, that were supposed to be dissolved in the muddy waters long back. But as they say, one can never trust them memories. Shedding them away, I look at my coffee. The soft brown color blends perfectly with the weather and my mood. I smile and take another sip.

Such moments are much awaited, when I have all the time in this world to myself. I sit back. Peace sets upon. The coffee is finished. But I am still tingling all over. Coffee and rains on a quiet Sunday afternoon does that to you..