If I could have anything in the world, it would include a 5000 sq ft apartment in Manhattan with my very own chef, but for now I cook myself. Here's something that I cooked today and I just couldn't help but share the recipe.
Try this at home for a more appetizing experience.
The thing about little notes is that, they are cute, just like me :P
I've decided to take a pause from my 'looooooooovelife' and focus on a much important area for a few days. Committees. I desperately want to be part of the committees, but I made a major screw up and now I don't think I can officially become a member of any committee. I feel like a kid being drenched in rain. You don't want it, because it feels good for sometime and then you realize you need to dry yourself and the towel is already wet.
I was pleasantly surprised last week, when my doorman asked me to sign a courier. A big package arrived from an unknown destination. It was big, the size of a lamp. After ripping off the package, I discovered there was a lamp in it, but not just any lamp. It was a lamp by Sunsilk that included Sunsilk's new shampoo and conditioner.
A leaf shape brochure revealed more about the product. Created by Jamal Hammadi, Sunsilk's new Natural Recharge Shampoo and conditioner is infused with ginseng plant root extract for hair strength and vitality.
My hair generally is dry and gets knotted easily after a hair wash. I wanted this shampoo - conditioner combo to work, especially since none of the products I've bought since I've moved has worked for me.
After a week of usage, I must say am surprised.
The verdict :
My hair smells amazing. The fragrance lasts for a very long time.
My hair feels softer and is so much easy to manage.
The conditioner doesn't cause hair fall like the other ones I've used in the past.
Will I buy it?
A 182 ml shampoo and conditioner bottle would cost me Rs 132 each.
So am in this new city. Its interesting. I live a little on the outskirts of the city. Pretty close to the border. So its really exciting. One of these days I hope to cross it and explore the other state.
Ever noticed how people tend to spell awkward wrong? I don't blame them, its a weird word. Anyway am pretty sure you're wondering whats with the title. To be honest, its been a long time since I've written something, so you can understand why the awkwardness. Plus, ever since I've moved to a new city, things have become pretty awkward (Mental note : must get a thesauruses) and I just have way too much to fill in here.
Hope you'll stay around to read some more of my awkward life. Till then xoxo.
You could if you could find the best way to communicate the concept of experience gifting to the end-consumer. The communication should result from a thought process and should have a creative brief attached which has to be transformed to the final communication. The communication should be very crisp and clear.
Log onto http://www.huntshire.com/projects/Details/20046/communicate-the-experience-gift-boxes-concept for complete details. Don't worry you don't have to be a student.
So I wake up this morning to see an interesting contest on Indiblogger.in You guys know indiblogger, right? No? Check it out then....anyway so I wake up this morning and I see a contest by....... *drum roll*
I love this app. Its so much convenient and easier to travel especially since I am still living on a student income. Ever time I travel back home (you know am an NRI right?), I ensure I check out prices on skyscanner before making a booking. Skyscanner gives me a comparison among various airline options including those with and without layovers. This is definitely a dream app for companies looking for cheap flights for their employees. Anyway, after travelling almost no where except home last year, I've started to make some bizarre plans. Maybe its because I will have a short break after my internship. This trip we hope is going to be....*wait for it* legend *continue waiting for it* -ary. Yes I said it...this trip is going to be legendary. After spending a month in class googling locations, we finally trickled down to the following three locations. 1. Thailand 2. Italy (because someone I know lives there) 3. Maldives Now, I need not remind you but we are students, so a lot of our travel decision is going to depend on travel and stay and with skyscanner life is going to be so much easier and this is how. Thailand Located in Asia, Thailand is a dream destination for honeymooners and backpackers (like me) alike. The numerous beaches are the closest you can get to the Bahamas for now. A ticket to Phuket from Mumbai would cost us Rs. 24,438 (Malaysian Airlines), while the stay at Kata Lucky Villa Access would cost us a total of Rs 18622 for 8 days. Italy I love Italy. Leave me in Italy and I won't complain. I've been here before and it doesn't hurt to go back. The food is amazing and the people beautiful. I highly recommend staying in Rome. A return trip ticket to Italy would cost me Rs. 49473. Thank you Eygpt Air. The stay if you don't have a loved one there would cost you approx. Rs. 67000 at the Exe Domus Aurea. If you have deeper pockets St. Regis Hotel would be the best choice forward. Maldives I don't care if you think its a honeymoon destination. Maldives is one cheap place to fly to courtesy the folks at Spicejet. At just Rs. 12000, you could visit the beautiful islands of Maldives. And the hotel at Male, you ask? Rs. 25063 for 8 days at the Dace Hotel. Now this is a toughie. We could either go to Italy and spend more on clothes or go to Maldives at swim to our hearts content or go to Thailand and just chill our way through 8 days. I don't how you guys would make your decision. Just way too much smart travel happening. Thank you Skyscanner. Skyscanner is an app/website that links you to the best travel and hotel deals. I've been using this app for a year now and I love it. Every trip my family has made, has been successful (in terms of budget) is because of these guys.
I learnt my biggest lesson in my life last year when I almost met with an accident. I had to make a bucket list. Life is way too short. So here's my bucket list. This one I must complete by the time I turn 30 :P
1. Party in USA
Every December I want to travel to U.S and watch the "ball drop" in Newyork, watch fireworks burst at Walt Disney after a hectic day of fun, party all night at Miami, and chill with family in Boston.
2. Zero Gravity Experience
I'll probably hurl while doing this, but this is one thing I could kill for.
3. Shoot my first short film with Ranbir and Scarlett Johnson
The script is almost ready. All I need is a production house that will sponsor me. xD
4. Skydive away in Dubai
Do I need to say more?
5. Virgin Islands - swim, eat, pineapples
All I wanna do is holiday. Sit by the beach and relax. Think about nothing in this world except for the blue ocean. A beer in one hand and book in the other.
Well as of now that's it. All I want to do is do all of it, while having the perfect hair. After all, how much time can you spend with a straightener right?
Check out http://www.sunsilk.in/ for more. This post was written for the Sunsilk contest on indiblogger.in.
"Love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous. Love is never boastful or conceited. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and is not resentful."
If you've found love like this, its true love. It stands the test of time. Its like platinum. Strong, powerful, great. This story that I share with you today is one that many of us dream of. No matter where you are in this world, this love is pure, angelic, beautiful as the sea. This story has been written as a part of the Indiblogger.in contest held by the folks at Preciousplatinum.in. Do spare some time not just to read this story but to also check out their website and choose a ring that your true love truly deserves. Love doesn't fade, it only gets stronger.
10th April 2008
28th December 2012 His perspective
"Hello Mr. Khanna."
"Mr. Khanna?? How many times should I tell you Zarina, call me by my name."
"Right" replied his 5 ft 6 inch secretary who honestly should be working as model.
"Accha listen. Interviews done?"
"Yes sir. The last candidate was just interviewed. She's working somewhere in Paris at a network. Brilliant CV and I guess she's your batch mate as well."
"What?" replied Nikhil, excited.
"Seems so. Her name is Karishma, I believe."
"Where is she?"
"Hmmmm....She just left. Sorry."
Nikhil returned to his cabin, a little disappointed. After spending five minutes reading a file his boss dropped in the cabin an hour back, he opens his drawer and pulls out a box with a blue and white ribbon on it, opens it and takes out a platinum ring fit for a princess.
"Beautiful ring but its slightly bigger for my fingers."
Nikhil suddenly notices Zarina sitting on the chair adjacent to his table. Zarina was more than just a secretary, she was a friend and a struggling actress who couldn't make it on Prime time. Nikhil offered her a job and she took it. He allowed her to go for auditions provided she finished her work which wasn't much. He just wanted to help her. She was from Pune just like Karishma who he met while he was in college. "You never told me the story for the ring. It hurts me that you don't trust me with this story."
Zarina look intensely at Nikhil's eyes while she said those words. She was good at understanding people's emotions and she knew Nikhil was hurt but she knew it wasn't a reject story. He would have told her that one right away.
"Not today Zarina." replied Nikhil instantly but Nikhil wanted to tell her the story, every bit of it so that she would sneak into the production managers cabin and steal Karishma's CV but he didn't have to, she'd do it without asking after all she had a crush on the guy.
"Kaam kar mera, Ashutosh kay cabin jaa and get the CV. Please."
Don't say please. You know I'll do it, replied Zarina and left the cabin. Within 15 minutes she returns with a file.
"I hope you're not planning to replace me."
"Ofcourse not baby. Just pass me Karishma's CV."
"Woah! Itni excitment. Who's she? You definitely know her and now am curious."
After receiving the CV, Nikhil finally opens up about the ring and Karishma. He jots down her address on a piece of paper.
After listening to the story, Zarina shakes her head as she reads a note she clearly missed. Reading it she tells Nikhil that he better hurry up or he'll have to go to Paris to meet her. Nikhil liked the idea of going to Paris to propose, it was way romantic than the airport. Whatever he did, he would miss her.
15th January 2013
"India, Newyork, Brazil and now Paris, interesting."
I turned around startled by the voice that seemed more familiar than river Siene. I smiled, startled, as he walked towards me.
"I have a fan", I said as he continued walking towards me. I looked at him like I was back in college.
He took me in his arms and kissed me. It took me a couple of seconds before I had the strength to resist.
"That's your response to a five year old letter?" I asked.
"I tried getting in touch with you but you left India. No one knew how to get in touch with you at that time and then I heard about you in the office, I had to do something. By the way congratulations."
"Am not taking it."
"Why?" he replied clearly shocked and disappointed.
I have a lot here, I replied hoping he would not see through the lie. He didn't believe me.
"Please, don't tell me your not taking the job because of me."
"Nikhil, its not you. I just have so much in Paris."
You've lived here for only six months, he protested. How did he know that? As I pondered, I couldn't help notice his empty finger. He isn't married or engaged. That's good I thought but I reminded myself that I was over it. I was over my silly crush. He wanted the truth. I thought twice before I could reply. In my reply I told him how I saw him at the office and at that instant decided I couldn't join the company. I don't know how he felt and it was time for me to go home. As I drove home, I couldn't stop thinking about him, about us back in college. Such beautiful days. Honestly if he had proposed today, I would have said yes. He clearly liked me and despite what I said, I wasn't over him. I loved him.
It took about an hour to reach home. The traffic was massive. Damn Paris for being the romance and fashion destination of the world. My love life was in a pickle and my roommate wasn't at home. I opened the fridge as customary every time I returned home. Honestly there was no point, it was going to be empty as expected of any two single ladies, but today it wasn't empty. Next to a gorgeous Red Velvet cake by Oh Mon Cake located on Saint -Honoré street, lay a blue box with baby blue and white ribbons on it and an envelope with my name on it. The cake and the box was for me. I cut a piece of cake, pulled out a glass, poured some wine in it and placed them on the breakfast nook. I needed the booze for the envelope. I was secretly hoping it wasn't a proposal from my roommate.
As I pulled the letter from the envelope, I realized that Nikhil was in my house. I ran around the house looking for him hoping he was still there but there was no sign of him. After all the running, I finally sat down on the sofa and removed the letter. Clearly there was more than one, they were notes actually.
I smiled as I read the first one. I waited for this one for a long time.
I pulled the next one out. This one was longer.
I quickly moved to kitchen and opened the box but there was no ring in it. As I wondered what that was all about, my favorite song started playing. I moved to the living area and started walking towards the ipod dock. I started wondering if this is how paranormal activity takes place in real life but before I could, I heard the champagne bottle pop, I stopped cold.
"Never fall in love with someone that you can never forget them.
Jamais tomber en amour avec quelqu'un que vous ne pourrez jamais oublier.
Because love is a type of addiction that no medicine can cure.
parce que l'amour est un type de dépendance qu'aucun médicament ne peut guérir.
And you know, you're my addiction.
I was in tears. Not sure if it was because of the joy of a happy ending or because I thought my house was haunted but as I looked at him, he slipped on the ring that I once dreamed of having. It was a wedding band but am not complaining. I loved him and he was finally mine.