Hasta la vista Junk, Time for healthy Nashta

“If you pledge to eat healthy, then you might have to compromise on taste.” This old school belief would turn into a myth, when you accidently happen to be sitting at the breakfast table of Gupta Family. Yes, our very own Kellogg's Waale Guptaji ka Nashta is receiving all the limelight for being healthy, light and tasty at the same time.

This has been possible because of Shalu (of course, the lady of the house-Mrs. Gupta). She is always open to experiment her abilities to prepare a lip-smacking breakfast without stealing away the taste factor from it.

Gone are the days, when Kellogg’s corn flakes would just only be dipped into milk and eaten. That is of course a traditional and interesting way, but the everyday monotony has now been broken by expert homemade chefs such as Mrs. Gupta.

Gupta family is popular for their yummy breakfast which is full of varieties.  Credit goes to Shalu aka Mrs Gupta, who has turned her breakfast table into the breakfast table of a five star hotel, where variety of healthy and nicely prepared food comes handy.

Look at the names of the dishes, Cornflakes Choco - Walnut Muffin, Cornflakes Jelly Shake, Cornflakes Khatta Moong and what not! Does listening to all these scrumptious names of dishes not make your belly go crazy and tongue craving to taste them?

Sharing the tiffin box is one of the interesting things we all learnt in school. The trend continues even when we are grown up people. It is always a wonderful feeling to be invited for breakfast, lunch or dinner. Sitting together and eating scrumptious yet healthy food is something you would not want to miss at any cost.

So, if I get a chance to share Kellogg's Waale Guptaji ka Nashta with his interesting family and other neighbors (invited or uninvited both *wink-wink*), I would happily jump in. So do you want to know why?

Here we go:

• I will happily share the breakfast table with Gupta family because Mrs. Gupta seems to have the magic to make every breakfast dish tasty without letting its healthy elements shrink.
• To break the stereotype that healthy food cannot be tasty or vice-versa!
• To understand the art of making new and interesting breakfast for 100 days (using one major ingredient) without failing…

More than that, I would like to adopt the healthy yet yummy breakfast regime, same as Gupta family.  It is mentioned by the dieticians as well that breakfast is the most significant meal of the day. If we miss on breakfast for a longer period of time, then we invite several types of health issues. But, there is one additional remark made by the nutrition experts, which suggests that breakfast should be healthy as well.

But, often people don’t take into consideration the mistakes they make while eating oily and heavy breakfast. So, I think it is the time to adopt the Kellogg's Waale Guptaji ka Nashta and lead a healthy life.

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The Happy List

“Happiness is a habit, which you need to practice on continuous basis” I don’t know whose line it is, but it is true to the core. Human mind is designed to function on habits, no matter good or bad. If we keep doing something for quite some time, it automatically becomes habit and our mind starts functioning on it. Therefore, it is very important to keep a check that happiness, as a habit, is always there in your brain’s system. If it gets uninstalled due to any reason, then other negative habits my take its place and you will never be able to be easily happy again.

But, there shouldn’t be struggle in being happy right! But, these days, it does seem like a struggle for most of the people these days. The reason that I can figure out is that people are too busy to take a look at the small things, which play a big role in the life. Thankfully, I can still see the beauty in those little things, which make me happier every single day. Here they are:

Waking up early in the morning

After hitting the snooze button several times, I finally manage to wake up at 6 am in the morning, which is I guess wonderful. Going for a short walk in the beautiful garden, looking at the rising sun, bathing, listening to some good music in the morning time lifts my spirit up.

Exercising daily

I try to fetch a few minutes from the busy clock of my life and try bending my body in different directions. I believe that this is a world class method of keeping mind free of stress. Less stressed is the mind, more are chances of happiness sprouting in it.

Swimming

Water is life…Somebody has rightly said it. As I jump into the water, all the worries are washed away and I discover a wonderful and vivid world underwater. The world, which is serene, tranquil and beautiful! My body feels really relaxed and rejuvenated when I walk out of the pool.

Cycling

Peddling my little air bike is something that gives me immense happiness. Listening to my favorite music while riding my bicycle with a fancy helmet on, I certainly leave all the worries crawling behind.
After all, worries are pedestrians and I am a bicycle rider…*wink-wink*

Spending quality time with the ones I love

What is a life without the people you love! I am always high on life and happy hormones flow the most, when I get to spend time with the people I love the most. The feeling of being loved and loving them is certainly beyond any other experience in this world.

Food

Eating right and healthy makes me feel great about my life and helps me enjoy celebrating it! 

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The Bottle Theif

Okay! Long story short, someone from the office stole my water bottle (actually water and bottle both, as the bottle was filled with water). The incident happened in the cab, where I had carefully placed the bottle next to my bag and preferred to stand outside until the cab moved. When I sat back on the seat, I discovered that bottle was missing. I asked everyone present in the cab but no one knew a thing!

Now…Where did my bottle go? If you are wondering that why am I writing this post, when it was just a water bottle! Well, that’s the drill my friend! It was just a water bottle, anyone can buy it in 20-30 bucks but that person preferred to steal it. This is a clear case of disorder.

Whoever has pilfered the bottle knows that no one is going to check his or her bag just for a water bottle. Of course I am not going to hire a special investigation squad to find out who stole that bottle. Sadly, the bottle wasn’t insured either. (And, I wonder if any company provides insurance for lost and stolen water bottles, blah). And yes, Police never registers FIR, (I have seen it in films) Anyways! So, I would rather prefer to write an open letter to the bottle chor! (I just hope he/she manages to take out some time out of his/her busy oye lucky lucky oye schedule to read this post.)

Open Letter to the Bottle Chor

Dear Thief,

I hope you are enjoying sipping ounces of water which I filled through my bottle. And I request you to put those 40-50 rupees that you saved by not buying a bottle for yourself in a fixed deposit. Please feel free to write back to me if you need any assistance in investing the hard saved money. I shall certainly help you in finding the best return on investment options.

But dude, a bottle! Who does it? And why?

When I finally figured out that the bottle was stolen not lost, I was really worried. Worried about a person like you, who at this mature phase of age, is taken over by thieving disorder. Pal! It is a disorder-A bad habit, which was practiced by you for years and ignored by your loved ones for the same interval of time. Now that silly ignored bad habit has transformed into a full-fledged disorder, which no one knows about, but it still rests under your skin.

If you can steal a water bottle, then you could probably steal anything or rob anyone because your mind comfortably prefers stealing things rather than purchasing them. And, you put your integrity and honesty at stake just to save a few bucks?

Okay, that’s all from the right side of my mind. Here comes the left

I wish I could find say, “Whoever you are, I don’t know you but remember, one day I will find you and then I will kill you.” Okay I know that’s a bit exaggerated but still better than stealing someone’s water bottle you moron!

I wish I could file FIR against you and drag you in the court.

Psst! Hey you, if you are plain reader, no the thief, then join me for a prayer. Let’s us wish that God shows right path to that aimless and ailed mind of the bottle chor. AND LUCKILY, if you are the star of the event I mean oye lucky lucky oye then pray even harder to save yourself. You are on the right track my friend. Step Aside!

PS: Sob Sob! I now need to take out all my savings till date to get a new water bottle. बर्बादी का तगड़ा आलम है वैसे! ㋡ 

Me and Mom #Together

Each one of us has seen those long dark sleepless nights and dreadful days longer than eternity. Where do we find comfort when life decides to bully us like never before? Of course, it’s Mom first and God second. And, when mother decides to hug you tight and stand bravely against all the problems of life, which have been haunting you, God follows!

My mother has taught me to be strong and give a courageous fight to every problem that raises its head to screw mine. But, at the same time, she has always taught me to breakdown into tears, speak up my pain and seek her pure and powerful love.

My #Together Story

There have been countless days of pain and difficulties in my life too. I would try hard to fight against all the challenges and whenever I thought I was tired of fighting, I used to go and hug her tight.

It was just another day, but a lot different than other normal days. Procrastination has slipped into my veins and flowing rigorously in my blood. Despite of trying hard to get my routine right and chase my life’s goals, I was still sitting idle.

I could see time slipping through my hands but I was helpless. Shackled in the invisible chains of procrastination, I started feeling that life was meaningless. Slowly, that very feeling managed to acquire a permanent space in my time. I started seeing myself as a culprit, who used to waste time and do nothing productive.

This negative feeling turned so strong with time that I started hiding from my own self. I used to sit for hours, being productive and non-productive things. And, it was too difficult to say it all to anyone, even Mom. I thought that she would not understand what am I going through and she might also start blaming me for being a loser.

After all, I was never told to behave like a loser, neither be one. So, I decided to deal with the mess alone and find a way. But, life isn’t easy to understand. I didn’t focus on doing daily household work, neither I was interested in studying. And staying up late during the nights had become a routine thing to do.

Mom’s Magic

As they say, a child can never hide anything from her mother. Soon mom discovered that I was feeling low on life. I managed to hide it for a week that too because I was staying away from her those days.

I tried talking to her much over the phone, pretending that I was too busy, because I knew she would find out about my depressing state of mind.

She called me and said, “Look My Girl, whatever you are going through, is temporary and you know that. But I guess you don’t know that every night before I go to sleep, I close my eyes, take you in my lap and sing your favorite melodies until you fall asleep. Do you feel my hug’s warmth, before sleep hits you eyelashes?”

What could have I said to this, except showering through my eyes. I was so thankful to God, Life and Mother Nature for giving me the best mother ever. I know as long as we two are #together, nothing could go wrong ever…

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I Look Up for Optimism in my Granny's Stories

My grandmother would tell me, “life will never be easy, but it will always be worth living.” Her words echo in my ears every time I encounter hardships in my life. From her bedtime stories to real life challenges, it has been a long journey. When I take out some time and stand to look back, I realise how far I have travelled, but the moment I look ahead, my mind reminds me, “”there’s still a long way to go honey!”

Granny’s Bedtime Tales- Foundation of Optimism in My Mind

My granny’s stories have contributed a lot in my life. Her stories introduced me to dreams, passion, sacrifice and hope for a better tomorrow. All the protagonists in those stories had to go through a long path of hardships before they rose to glory.

Healing the wounds-Every time I used to fall down while playing and hurt myself badly, I had this positive feeling within me that everything will be alright. The wound would vanish with time and I would be able to play hard again.

Peddling the bicycle-Whenever I was up for learning new things, for example riding a bicycle, I would face difficulties of different kinds. Holding the handle was the toughest thing to do until I discovered peddling was even tougher.

Homework and exams-I had never seen anything more dangerous than homework before I discovered a thing called exams. The chain of discoveries kept growing and I encountered the things called board exams, practical examinations, viva, competition examinations and what not.

But throughout all these days of dealing with daily challenges of life, I always had this feeling of positivity inside. I had this hope that one day everything will be alright. I did not understand why did I feel so, but this thought helped me.

Though, with time, I discovered that nothing actually gets perfectly alright. Life has no rule of making things perfect as it used to do in my granny’s stories. But, it does have the rule of betterment. Life believes in making things better with time and this is what matters the most. What I see today as a problem, would turn into a lesson for me tomorrow and that’s how the life goes.

And now when I close my eyes and recall my granny’s stories, I can actually understand that this is what she wanted to convey, but in a beautiful way, the way a child wants to understand life. She showed me perfection as the ultimate thing mankind could achieve and this is what kept me going all these years and is still doing the same. I have understood how significant it is to be positive, optimistic and open for all the challenges.

The idea is to walk towards perfection and life will keep getting better on the way. 

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Hey, Have You Got Change?

Change is delightful, change is innovative and change is the only thing permanent. But, change doesn’t come handy. It takes lot of efforts, energy and promise to fight back against everything that prevents you from changing. There is no fun in being the same, forever! I believe in celebrating change and that’s what keeps me going.

What, you don’t agree with me? Really! Eh! Wait I can prove how important change is.

Piu’s Change Theorem

(Hey Nigga, wondering who's Piu, that's me! Hell Yeah!)

You (Handing over 100 Rs note)- Bhaiya 1 Kg toned milk

Shopkeeper- Chutta Nahi hai kya, madam? (Do you not have change, madam?)

You-No

Shopkeeper- Take these candies and don’t forget to bring change next time.

See how important change is! HENCE PROVED

My Change Story

No matter how nicely you prove your point, your parents always believe that you are too little to attempt anything on your own. Yes, they do want to see you grow as an independent individual by standing at your side all the time, of course.

I was always afraid of travelling alone, especially in the state roadways buses, curtsy my loving parents, who never find those khataras suitable for me to travel. Not getting any chance to travel alone slowly turned me paranoid to the idea of taking an emergency road trip alone, in the giant-looking state roadways buses. My head would start spinning every time I tried to imagine me travelling alone by road.

This was a warning sign. My self-confidence was drowning in the sweat my palms would release every time I planned to give a fight back to my solitary travelling plans.

The Change Begins

When the fear starts growing bigger than your strength to deal with it, that’s the moment when you need to ignite more power and self-confidence within you. This was the first time when I decided to travel alone by a bus and surprise my parents to reach home before Diwali.

However, I knew they would be ready to come and pick me up from my hostel gladly for Diwali vacations but I misguided them about the vacation dates. I informed them that vacations will start two days prior than Diwali, whereas actually the vacation calendar had dates blocked for holidays much earlier than the festivals.

I was enthusiastic yet apprehensive too. I was afraid if I board a wrong bus and reach somewhere else. May be this is the first step when you start off the journey to change. I closed my eyes, recalled all the positive thoughts I’d read and heard of till date to gear up my motivation level.

I knew I had to give a strong fight to my fear and embrace the change. Dressed in my favorite jeans and casual Polo T-shirt, I loaded my favorite travel bag on my shoulders (which was tired of lying down on the back seat of my Dad’s car for all these years). Comfy sneakers and joy of walking alone on the road, (travelling alone to be precise) added bounce to my walk!

The Bottom Line

The journey was a bit uncomfortable, loaded with loads of learning experience and of course a milestone to bring a new level of confidence in me. And, not to miss, the joyous and memorable feeling when I surprised my parents to be home days before Diwali.

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The Befikar Umar Bhar Bucket List

Life is like a chewing gum; it tastes good in the beginning and gradually turns tasteless but sticks with you. People, who are alive like us are bound to chew the tasteless lemons, which life gives us and wait for some miracles to happen. But still, there are some people, who still believe that life is beautiful. How? What makes them think so? May be they lead a planned lifestyle, which reduces their worries in the long run?

Considering the idea of planning life smartly and then living #BefikarUmarBhar, I hereby try to imagine a life, which nowhere looks like a chewing gum. If I ever get an opportunity to live my life worry-free, then I am sure I would like to fulfil following wishes that are rotting in by bucket list for years…Take a look!

World Tour

Who doesn’t want to travel the world? A life without traveling is a life wasted! I have always been fascinated with the idea of travelling around the world. In trains, airplanes, cars, cruises and I don’t mind riding the horses too! I am sure if I am not bound by the worries of a financial imbalanced life, then I would jump in the plane right away and start wandering in the streets of Madrid or explore the exotic Vienna may be.

Write an Annual Travel Journal and Get it Published

Through travelling, I want to see the different countries, explore their cultural beauty and writer about it. I want to create such a fascinated travel journal, which gets published annually and tells people about the most memorable experiences one can have during a trip to any corner of the world.

Learn Flying a Plane

Oh yes! I always wanted to fly a plane. I used to complaint about my toy airplane not having enough space for me to fit into it during my childhood days. But since, I am a grown up girl now and I am imagining a life, where there are lesser worries and more time for me to celebrate each moment passing by, I would definitely want to sign up for a pilot course.

I am sure flying a plane is easier than driving a car…After all there are no red lights in the sky…

Buy Most Expensive Cameras Available in the World

Cameras has been my second love, as first is food! I am fascinated with the idea that how a little gadget can preserve memories forever. This has ignited my passion for photography and thus if I have an insured and balanced life, then I would surely want to save money for purchasing the most expensive cameras in the world.

Mountaineering

Climbing the mountains is thrilling experience. I have tried it once and this is what has inspired me to love the idea of trekking, mountaineering, camping and exploring a different side of life. I am sure a worry free life deserves wandering across the mountains.

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This post has been written as a part of Indi Happy Hours' #BefikarUmarBhar in association with IDBI Federal Life Insurance and IndiBlogger

Why is it always Men vs Women??

Is laundry only woman's job? Well that's a tricky question. I think the question should have been why laundry is not a man's job. This would make the conflicting discussion more interesting.

Well, the concept is simple, man eats his food, shits his business and chases his dreams, then what's the problem he dealing with his laundry bag loaded with dirty clothes. 

Why is it always Men vs Women??

Why can't there be discussions of equality. Why is that one of the gender has to be put down in order to lift one. Such discussions are conflicting and doesn't help in solving the problem. If the one sided discussions keep going on that should women take responsibility of all laundry job. 

Women would be very happy to nominate men for this task and men would escape the situation by saying that 'ladies have sense of cleanliness as their inherent quality. And think once, according to this male, female laundry discussion, it automatically concludes that people from transgender group shouldn't even do their laundry.

Healthy Discussions within the Family:

When the topic comes to men vs women, the situation always gets a little tensed. Despite of the fact that Mother Nature has designed male and female as alternatives of one another. So, they should be taught to respect each other and clean their mess individually. Neither a lady should be responsible for washing clothes for the entire family nor the man should be appointed to do it.

Yes, the man and the lady can always work it out as a team effort. May be they can Share the Load and do the task in shifts!

Both men and women should be brought up with the thought of independence. If parents tell their daughters to be careful while wearing short dresses, they should also teach their sons to respect other women despite of whatever she is wearing. Same is the concept with laundry I guess. 

The idea should be to teach people taking their responsibility and not running away from them. There's no shame in being responsible towards yourself. In fact, it is the best thing one can do!

No laundry is not only woman's job, neither is only man's. Every individual should be taught to take her/his responsibility despite of their gender. This would bring the real sense of equality in the society.

I am sure Ariel is trying to do the same, bring in equality in the society, which is a great initiative. 

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Howdy New Year?

How do I prepare report card of my previous year. It feels that I blinked my eyes once and a year passed...

The cycle of time is speeding up with time. Every year comes with a shorter lifetime. Days end up in a ratrace and nights aren't longer enough to miss the good old days.

My granny would say ''times are changing and clocks are speeding up." May be now I understand a bit that what she meant...

I still want the days to be longer than years. Days where I have enough time to relive the memories that hold the power to make me smile and cry at once...

I still want to steal those priceless hours which I would spend with my friends...doing absolutely nothing...

But...I know like others, this year will too pass once I blink my eyes...so I have decided to keep them open, as long as I can and beyond. Let's call it my new year's resolution...what's yours?

Good Old Days

A lot has changed since I started blogging. Earlier, I used to believe that things that I write, happen with me only. I am the only one under this wide open sky, who feels the pain, gets nostalgic and understands how it is like being in love.

But, over the time, I have learned so much. I have seen people going through the same pain that I have experienced at some point of time. Everyone has met the most memorable people in their lives, everyone has lost someone they love the most and everyone has seen the dark days of lonliness. It's just that everyone has a different way of expressing it.

Earlier my blog was all about emotional stuff, then it grew up and starting exploring different expressions. Today a friend of mine asked me that why don't I blog these days. However, life has been strict about all the time that I had stolen from it and she wants it back, so I am a bit busy paying it off. 

But thanks to the stubborn side of mine that I have again managed to steal some time and scribble few pointless yet beautiful thoughts here in my blog space.

So, what should I talk about...Hmmm, I can't think of anything but nostalgia, which hits me rarely nowadays. Yes, I read it somewhere that nostalgia is a state of mind, which makes you believe that the time went by was much better than is actually was. Anyways, whatever it is, but this nostalgia thing has been really close to my heart.

I sometimes think of the good old days, which I spent with people, who are altogether different individuals right now. I don't recogize them and cannot relate to them with what they were few years back. I guess they have changed or may be it is me, who has become altogether a different person.

But still, I have managed to keep a tiny space secured in my heart, where all those memories hide that belong to a delightful nostalgic life of mine. The days, when few close friends, one hostel room and backstreet boys songs were enough to make life perfect.

Sharing one of the numbers that still manages to ignite the feeling of nostalgia in my busy heart...Cheers to Good Old Days!