Embroidered Bag From Jaipur

My husband got this handbag for me from Jaipur  or The Pink City as its famously known.
I couldn’t help but wonder, how many efforts and dexterity of the skilled hands must have gone into making this marvelous piece of art that I have today!

The intricate embroidery, impeccable design and colour makes it one of my beloved possessions. Great accessory for ethnic wear. Goes well with denims too.

Thought of sharing it with you…

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It’s Better to Wait.

Eric Christopher Jackson

MEI am making a concerted effort to visit other people’s blogs to meet new people and be encouraged/inspired by what they do. This morning, I ran across a WordPress blog entitled, “Bites and Places.” One post really caught my attention: “Consensual Sex – Cheating or Rape?

Naturally, I had to give my opinion on the subject. First, I must say, very few men (if any) talk about the intricacies of relationships. It’s uncomfortable. It’s embarrassing. It’s something we generally shy away from. Still, every now and again, I’m approached with or come across this subject and feel obligated to chime in.

After reading the entire post, my response was this:

“It’s better to wait. If you “love” someone enough to have sex with them, you should love them enough to marry them “before” having sex. The “marriage” symbolizes the forever-commitment we are looking for. Sex is…

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Recipe: Sweet and Sour Shrimp

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Sweet and sour shrimp was one of my fave dish when i was a kid. extremely easy and quick to make and kids love it!

Ingredients:

shrimp – prefer fresh shrimps with heads.
ginger
scallions
cooking wine, starch, dark vinegar, salt (pic below)
sugar
sesame oil and soy sauce (2nd pic below)

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i dug out a bag of frozen shrimps, so i am just gonna use these today. the dish would taste SO MUCH better if you use fresh whole shrimps! if you use the frozen shrimps, make sure you get rid of all the water after they defrost.
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1. chop up ginger and scallions

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2. make the sauce. mix vinegar, sugar, salt, and a little bit cooking wine and water in a cup. taste it. add more vinegar if you like more sour, or more sugar if you like sweeter.

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3. add…

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Broccoli Pesto Sauce Recipe with Tuna and Chili

Broccoli Pesto Sauce Recipe with Tuna and Chili

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Broccoli Pesto Sauce Recipe with Tuna and Chili

Hello everyone, hope you are having a good Saturday even though the weather  is not the best today. In days like this, kitchen becomes my favourite place to spent together with my husband (and we always put some of our favourite music on) 🙂 So this specific recipe is something I cooked today with the ingredients I had in the fridge and we really enjoyed it because it was something different, a pleasant surprise and easy to make.

Plus broccoli is very good for you and it works really well  in a “Pesto sauce” version with Parmesan cheese, peanuts, garlic and tuna. You will  just have to boil the broccoli and pasta and add all the other ingredients raw. Delicious 🙂

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Tuesday’s Bits and Bobs

Tuesday’s Bits and Bobs

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It hasn’t been a very exciting week and there isn’t a lot to share today.  Things have been quiet.  Too quiet really.  Though I will try and see if I have some things to share.

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I think I will be going back up there in the next few weeks.  I will have access to a car in November and it seems a logical thing to do to plan another trip up there.  I might also see if I can get something together and try teaching sorrento-beach-waves-slow-sunset-463another class up there.  Thought I might start running some basic photography workshops.  I think lots of people up there have DSLR’s, but they have no idea how to use them, and not much opportunity to learn.  It has always been one of my most successful classes, teaching people that, so I am going to try and see if people are interested in that.

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Heart Or Mind

‘The Bridges Of Madison County’….. one of the finest masterpieces ever made!
You have to watch it to experience it.

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I’ve seen this movie every single time it’s been broadcast. That should make it countless. Yet, I keep channel-hopping every night in anticipation.  This movie is something magical! It brings some sort of mental peace and stability all through the time it plays …and even after that. Love between two middle-aged people or consenting adults!

Whether Francesca should have listened to her heart or was she right in conforming to her mind… Every time I put myself in her shoes, I wonder, would I do the same? The love-bug bites me hard and the selfishness just creeps within. But then, I’m yanked out into her reality of having a home – her husband and her kids. May be, her family of many years desired more of her than her love of four days. She wouldn’t have turned her back towards her responsibilities. May be she was right.

But the scene, when her hand’s at the handle and her eyes are fixed on her love who she knows will be gone forever…. I want and crave and desire that she opens the door and runs out straight in the arms of her love!

Organs at war –  the heart and the mind! Its mostly the heart that walks away with the title 🙂

Lost And Found

It was 7 years back, when I’d newly joined a multinational. It was my first day. Being a new recruit, the first to join my department and without a boss, I was all lost. There was no one to induct or introduce. It was then I met Bianca. She called me for a coffee and we hit it off immediately. Though from a different department, she made me comfortable and settled me down. She knew very little about the rules and regulations and almost nothing about the company policies, but she did give me a good brief about all the employees and their dos and don’ts. This is how we gradually became friends. Thickest of friends. Our group strength later increased to 5. All of us from different departments. But there was always a special bonding between me and Bianca.

Dont know why, but I always felt protected when I was with her. She was one of a kind personality. A tigress under the skin of a teddy bear. A jackfruit, rough from the outside but soft from the inside. To me she was a female Napolean Bonaparte. But she had a different kind of warmth to her, a warmth that a mother has for her kids. She knew me in and out… a girl who trusted people blindly. She knew the world and its working. So she wanted to protect me and she did with all her might.

More the number of people, more the number of characteristics and more the understandings and the misunderstandings. So it happened. A misunderstanding creeped in between the best of us two friends. I tried my best to sort things out, but there was nothing I could do. Bianca wasn’t the person to forgive, nor forget. I couldn’t bear the distance between us. I couldn’t bear to see that anger for me in her eyes. We were in the same concern, coming face to face with each other everyday, but not talking. So I jumped my job.

Its been six years after I changed, but I couldn’t forget Bianca. How could I? She was my first and the best friend. If she din’t give up on her anger, I too wasn’t the one to give up my friendship. I had a clear conscious, I hadn’t wronged her in any way. Then why would I give up on her? So I kept messaging her, wishing her on all possible occasions… her birthdays, Christmas, Easter… I din’t miss any occasion to tell her in some way or the other that I still loved her.

Initially she didn’t respond. Then it was the start of the monologues. But I was not content with her “Thankyous” and “Same to yous”. Though they did make me smile. I was determined to get her back. Whatsapp has played a major role in my success story since last year. Now I could see her through her profile pictures.

And it was only yesterday that my tigress finally roared. She had posted her baby’s pic as her profile picture. She isn’t a baby anymore, although she was six years ago. She’s metamorphosed to a beautiful young collegian. I started talking about her little daughter who was as good-looking as her. This time there was no monologues. But an entire sentence and then sentences. I had got my friend talking… umm…chatting. We spoke….chatted for good 2 hours. These two hours did include long pauses. But I dint mind. She was chatting with me after six years. My wait was finally over. My efforts and persistence paid for.

Friendship! A ship sailing two friends or may be even more. How would the journey be sailing alone? Misunderstandings do creep in. But is it ok to let go of a relation without trying to sort things out? And when I say trying, is there a predefined or specified limit or time-period for this trial? When is it that you should let go? Or should you keep holding on like I did, not knowing what the end-result will be? Should you be expecting the other person to respond or should you not? When you really love someone, how far are you ready to go to have that person in your life?

Well, may be we don’t have a specific answer to these questions. May be it all depends from individual to individual, isn’t it? Me as a person, I don’t give up easily on my relationships.
At this moment, all I know is that I have found my long lost friend …well, almost 🙂