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India has some amazing beaches; be it Rameshwaram, Kanyakumari, Pondicherry, the beaches of Kerala, Daman or Mumbai. But assuredly Goa is the King! The very small state of Goa is known as the "Konkan of Western India". Having the entire Western side bounded by the Arabian Sea, Goa is a electrifying state! Traveloholic people tend to keep hitting the roads to be there in Goa. That's the perfect way to reach Goa. Specially people from Karnataka, which is bounding Goa in the East and the South, and from Maharashtra, bounding Goa on the North, are the ones who take the road lines. Of course people from Tamil Nadu, Kerala, Andhra Pradesh too drive down. Nevertheless, people also fly down and take the rail route to this amazing place too!! We had been there in Goa earlier. And we decided this time too, it had to be the serene beaches of the flabbergasting place! As usual we didn't do much thinking over our journey. We just packed our bags and headed off to the roads. A

The world is such an amazing place and there are so many things that we want to capture in photographs. Photographers travel to extreme ends of the world to capture the right image. They wait for days and months to seize that perfect shot. From animals to nature, from oldies to new born, from any random person of the street to celebrities, from food on the table to the one getting cooked. Such beautiful is the world that people are never satisfied with capturing it in snaps. The craze since a decade is selfie - a photograph of self taken ideally with a cell phone or a webcam! Mobile phones have given the freedom to everyone to capture oneself, anytime, anywhere! Although its easy and handy, selfies are actually making people more self-obsessed. Also the urge to show off to the world is also having an impact on the escalation of the process taking over the whole mankind! People ideally post these pictures into the social media - facebook, instagram, myChat, etc etc. And with this c

Human relationship are very fragile. They tend to break easily. More so in today's age where we have zero tolerance and believe in replacing a broken item than fixing it! Life is getting tougher with it everyday. And the one mostly suffered is the beautiful bond between a man and wife! Every day there would be some news on divorce and separation in the news papers. Be it celebrities, or any normal ordinary human being. Be it the poor or the rich. If you do not match, walk off. Break the bond. But wait a minute is it really worth it? People marry with the intention of being happy ever after. Once the whole drama of marriage is over, reality slowly creeps in through a small peep hole! We learn about each other's flaws and limitations. And then​ the nose poking relatives who make life more difficult. Some break down then and there itself. Others who still face these bravely and manage to have kids, the pressure only increases. Being parent is no easy job. But being lovely

Aaahhh! The very thought that went into my mind when I finished typing the title was "Aaahhh!". Game is it? Well yes! In this article I would try putting my thoughts on why I think it to be so! Game - what is it? The noun says Game is any activity we engage in for amusement. As an adjective, Game is being eager or willing to do something new and challenging! Well well. In both the definitions, doesn't it sort of define motherhood? Motherhood - the state of being a mother. Now, mother is such a pious word in every Culture of the world. Everyone respects a mother. Women, well most of them, consider themselves lucky and gifted to have become a mother. Some other who are not fortunate enough to bear their own child, have them through other means which is fair to both the child and the women. And some others do not want babies, which is also entirely their choice and respect that too! Now, mothers whether own child, adopted, or surrogate, are all playing a differen

Delivery - the very word brings a sense of joy, isn't it? Be it a pizza, a dress or a pair of shoes! More so when its delivery of a child! The whole family, friends, social media, everyone rejoice at the birth of a baby! The parents feel so ecstatic that its difficult to explain it in words. And then slowly reality kicks in. Birth of a child brings in great responsibilities. Sleepless nights, stinky nappies, tiresome baby feeds all takes a toll on the health and mind of the new parents; specially the mommy! The lady outgrows overnight. Her whole life changes and in most cases in order to take care of the child she starts neglecting herself. It might not be so for all. But many women like me have faced it. Like its truly said "It takes a village to raise a child." Actually the more the people, the better it is for the mother if she gets the desired helping hands. Else other wise the parents are enough to take care of the child. For someone like me, I have done

A house has many different things to be done on a daily basis. It's a task for anyone to be doing all the work alone. Cleaning, mopping, dusting, cooking, washing; the list goes on and on. Ideally the person at home has quite a task on hand! Doing all of them daily is the challenge! That's where helpers or maids role come in. Hiring one is another task! There would be many organizations which promise prompt service but as far my experience with these organizations goes, they are practically useless. While taking the up-front money they would woo you and even come to your home to collect the deposit amount. And then, even if you keep calling them hundreds of time when the maid doesn't show up, no one bothers to answer! Alas...Nothing can be done once money is already paid!! Another way, that we follow in India is through the word of mouth. Ask the security guard or your neighbor to send one. After explaining what all work needs to be done, what time, and how; we dis

Being a mommy, I tend to write more on how it had been. The whole journey through pregnancy and after wards! But my spouse had been no less. He had had my back every single day. Of how much I am a good mom, my spouse plays a very pivotal role in it! This could be the same with you too! Men, these days are much more sensitive. They help out the women in home! It's not about role-reversal. But simply being helpful. Here I point out 10 remarkable things men do that makes them great daddy!!! 10. Mature - no one is born a father. Like a mom is born when she gives birth. Same is the case with any Pappa! He is born along with his child. And it's his choice to grow up along with the child or not. A good parent would try and learn new ways to be a better parent to his kids and not remain stuck to his earlier boyhood days! Sure enough it requires time but he does it! 9. Help them with their doubts - a father who is present to answer the doubts a child has and hence help educa

Today I feel the need to discuss the topic which people keep raising every now and then, Culture! And along with it comes Clothes too. Though not cognitive, yet somehow always get transpired! My belief is that Culture is in my heart. It's my ideas, customs,and my social behavior. Culture to me is not related to how I am dressed. In other words, my dressing sense doesn't define my culture neither the opposite! I am an Indian, born into a Axomia family. I love the traditional attire of my place - the very gorgeous Mekhela Sador. It's unique in its own way. I love them. And I do have a huge collection of Mekhela Sador. But I see no reason as to why I cannot wear trouser, half pants or a bikini! Does it make me lesser Axomia/Indian because I prefer to keep myself dressed in other ways? The beliefs in the heart, do they change because I am wearing a hot pant and a t-shirt? Can a lady adorn in her traditional attire not have illicit thoughts? Can a man for that matter,

Okay, I understand this issue has now become dusty. I discern that people have a memory loss and tend to forget the public affairs very soon! I obviously fathom that when it's not related to someone personally​, it's easier to forget. However, I felt strongly against this and hence putting my thoughts here. Obviously I cannot be screaming about my thoughts in the air! The topic on hand is "Slapping episodes that occurred in the airplanes" of late. You might argue it's now not in news anymore so why should I keep beating around the bush. My thoughts - "Is this really acceptable?" First a well known and respected comedian and then the people elected minster! Both had some sort of obligation towards the general public and still such cheap display of acts in full audience view! This must have been done with the thoughts that no one is looking. Which only makes things more murkier. You feel such acts are acceptable in private, when no one​ is seeing?

Asom is a place of festivities and the very colorful Rongali bihu or the Bohag Bihu is the most popular. Commemorating the onset of the Axomia New Year, Rongali bihu is called as such because it brings in colour into every one's lives. Celebrated in the month of Bohag or April, marking the onset of Spring! Nature is at its best this time of the year. " Xewaali phool xorotor..   Bohaag maahor duporor   Protitu dhulor saaapore..   monot pelaai kotha atitor.. " The merriment and feasting starts and continues for full seven days! However the delirium starts from March itself. People buy new clothes, prepare pitha, larus, jolpan, xandoh giving real festive essence to the season! This is the time when farmers plough the land for cultivation. And there is a general sense of joy around. " Axomor   suke   kune .. Dhul pepai gorojile..." The various associations starts the Bihu functions. There is a popular sense of gaiety in every neighborho

"Eeifale nasabi hefale nasabi, majote nasi thak"!!! What a voice man! He is the only person I have written  an article on till date! I feel he has a voice superlative of Melodious. Angarag "Papon" Mahanta - the assonance, the Aria, the voice! The lead singer and the founder of the folk-fusion band  called "Papon and the East India Company" has many compositions under his belt! Recognized all over the world for his powerful themes and vocalizations. Taking the name of Assam to greater heights is this man. He is rewriting history with his golden voice. Born to the famous Axomia singer couple - the great​ Khagen Mahanta and Archana Mahanta, Papon has brought many Laurels to Asom. Such is his adornment that even Non-Assamese people ask me about him! I feel such a sense of pride at those moments. Anyone would, I'm sure. The most ecstatic moment I felt was when some members of the Punjabi Clan I am married to, told me "Oh Papon, what a singer

Assamese or Axomia, are culturally rich and sophisticated genre of people. Being born as a "Khar khua Axomia" had given me so many things to be proud of! Our heritage or our rich language, our brave spirit or our royal food! Everything is enough to make anyone crazy for our place and/or people. However I see a couple of things missing amongst us. Kindly pardon me if I am too direct in this. But it's worth giving a thought. 2. Love for our own "Axomia" language - You agree with me or not, but we do have it missing to a great extent. Why? We all like to be philosophers and learn all the languages around us. We could talk in Hindi with a Hindi speaking person, we immediately speak in Bengali with a Bengali person. There is no harm in learning new languages but for heaven's sake can we give our language atleast that much respect that in our native land we make it mandatory? It's not too much to ask for, I am sure! And make it obligatory for the Non-

Life, is beautiful with all its uncertainties, hurdles, rain and gain! Life gets better when we have a child. Being a parent is a blessing in disguise. It fills every corner of the heart that was ever empty. A mother almost instantly move away from many things in life to be a perfect mother to her new born. I was no different. Sacrificing my career, friends, social circle, everything for my little one. She is still my heart. However now that she is four, I am little privileged to have some "me-time". Some timeouts for myself, to focus on myself! Today was one such day. Finally after months I was out with a friend and had spent some much needed break with her. We had been planning since the time we had moved to Bangalore but somehow or other were not able to. So finally I decided it got to be this Saturday and we managed to fix ourselves a date!  This friend, she is more like a sister to me. That's how I feel. I have always looked into her as a little sister. I ha

I have been considering myself as a novice blogger always. It's hardly been sometime. But I think it's not to be so! Of late I have been receiving some very unrelated and negative comments from people from around the world! First it made me sad. Then I slowly got used to it. And today when I receive any such unwelcome comments, I find them funny. And it definitely proves I am doing something worth noticing! Thank you! I am still forced to think what could make someone pass on indecent or stupid comments on someone else's blog. After all my blog is personal and is not targeting anyone specific. So why?! So I have come up with these points of why- 1. He/She doesn't have a life! Well yes, this got to be number one point since if someone would had had a life they would not be poking their long nose into someone else's.       This follows from the fact that maybe they do not have a loving family to support them or/and good friends either! Well whatever, mayb

The city of Nawabs, as they call it, Lucknow is the capital of the largest state in India, Uttar Pradesh! The multicultural city of Lucknow flourished as a North Indian cultural and artistic hub, and the power of nawabs in the 18th and 19th centuries. It is also the centre of Shia Islam in India with the highest Shia Muslim population in India being here in Lucknow! Let me point out 10 reasons why one should visit Lucknow! 10. Tonality - The City of Nawabs has people speaking  in a distinct tone which no one else can compete with! The patronizing is so peculiar and distinctive that one could recognize it even in a crowd! 9. Hazratganj - Hazratganj or Ganj as it's popularly called, is a shopping destination in the heart of  the city! Always crowded, this area now has been renovated and got a better look. Founded in 1827, the then Nawab Nasiruddin Haider introduced China Market and Kaptaan Bazaar for selling foreign goods. The name was changed to HazratGanj in 1842 after the

Four, four, we are four Come on everyone, give us a roar! 😎 Kindergarten is where we go How to throw a tantrum, we all do know!! 😍 Frocks and jeans, ribbons and clips Milk O Milk, We do not take sips!!! 😣 Alphabets and numbers, lines and shapes In fruits all we like is kiwi and grapes....😋 Vegetables should never be there in our food O spare us the horror, don't spoil our mood!!! 😆 Slippers and shoes in yellow and blue When anyone shouts, we have no clue!!! 🤔 Manners and love, compassion and fun Those are the fuels on which we run!!! 😘 In Sunshine and rain, Gain and pain... We use our brain to make all fain!!!! 🤓 Our home is strewn with dolls and balls Life is all but a happy call!!!! 😇😇 *All rights reserved **Wrote for my kid who turned 4 this year!!

Last year in September we got transferred to Mumbai. The city of dreams as they call it was never in our minds. We never hoped to work in Mumbai. It was just not our choice. However destiny had other plans quite opposite to ours and we we were forced to be in Mumbai! The day we were to leave 'Dilwalo ki Dilli' for 'Amchi Mumbai', our flights got delayed. Delayed not by 5 minutes or 10; not by an hour or half. But by complete three hours! And like said 'Teen teegara kam beegara'!!! And that was the beginning of our 'bigra kam' or bad days!! We landed in Mumbai late, extremely late at around midnight. Taxi to our hotel was long journey too. By the time we reached hotel we were super exhausted, hungry and angry! Then the formalities that followed at the hotel reception was icing on the cake. Sitting at the reception at mid night could only race our already super excited nerves. However, all done. We finally retired to bed. Sick and tired, we instan

Today would be itched in my mind, forever. Reason being, my child gave her first interview today! Schools are becoming so expensive now a days in India. And education is very competitive. Such is the competition that even for admission in pre-primary, kids need to appear for verbal tests! How lucky we had really been. Life had been so easy for us, or so to say. At the least we didn't have to worry of rhyming a poem in front of a lady, whom we were seeing for the first time in our life. I remember as a child, all I did was play. Climbing trees along with my brothers, playing cricket, getting dirty in the mud was fun for us. We obviously had no internet, mobile, or even a TV! So fun to us was getting completely grubby! Obviously we had to study. We had our scheduled time for that. Mom was very strict in that regards. But she was also the one who showed us the importance of playing. If it hadn't been her, we wouldn't had had such strong built! What she didn't inst