Sunday, December 27, 2015



I have not been a trained dancer. I have never learned any dance form be it Indian or western. But since first class in my school, I remember myself participating in Dance performances. I have been crazy about dance through out my school days.

I have quite wonderful memories related dance and my craziness for it. In my co-ed school, I was the first one to prepare girls-boys dance (although that could not succeed coz boys fell in love with girls and it ended badly) (Laughing out loud).We were also first one to dance on slow music, kind of couple dance (this time girls playing the roles of boys.) (It was still a bold step for a school function.) I had choreographed many dance performances, and my favorite one was a Mujra which we performed on the Annual Function in my 12th standard. 

I love organizing dance functions , so I have organized a couple of dance functions in my Colony. For an organization, I have taught dance to kids for many years. It gives me immense pleasure and satisfaction when a kid knocks my door to ask, "would you help us preparing a dance." 

Later, I was in the Banasthali University, where it was hard to enter into dance performance for Annual function. So when I got a chance to participate in a play, I did it. From there I turned towards writing. I became an editorial team member of our college magazine. After that I never got chance to perform on a big stage. 

But I still love dance and fancy to become a dance tutor and performer. Dance is one thing that boosts my creativity and gives a sense of soulful Living.


Thursday, December 24, 2015

A Dog in a room full of Mirrors

I had an idea, and I began to write a 50 word fiction. As soon as it crossed the limit 50 , I tried to cut and alter. Anyways ! I couldn't do that. So here's what a 50, later 100 and now 148 word fiction has become.

As soon as, Wahida and I stepped out from our Aunt’s house, she chuckled and spoke into my ears, “ oh my God! How honey-coated words she was speaking, how well she was behaving with me … though she is not as bad as I thought.” I thanked god, for my sister behaved nicely too with my aunt.

Wahida was trying to stay away from society. It has been four years, she stayed alone at some part of the country. Meantime she grew hostile towards our folks because they did not treat her nicely during her trouble times. Today’s incident reminded me a story of an angry dog who saw his own images barking at him, in a room full of mirrors. And when another dog came in waving its tail, all dogs were doing the same in return. 

I began to wonder, which Dog I have been recently.  

Uncertainties - 50 words Fiction

These are two inter-related pieces of Fiction in 50 words .

"Right now, I am standing in a pool of uncertainties."
"What would you do then Jeanie?"
"I will just relax and float. I know I am not going to die that way."
" But still, what would you live upon?"
" Faith. He will place everything in its order. Sooner or Later."

Jeanie, after nine years, looks out from her kitchen window,
the sun was hazy, the flowers smiled profoundly at her. 
At Eleven, youngsters began to hop into her Book café.
Her dream café, it was.
She felt immense proud at her establishment and
her book, called “The Book of Uncertainties.”

Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Till the end of the world

"Till the end of the world
I will follow you !"
He didn't.
She said looking at the heated Sun,
"Its Still Okay !"

till the end of the world

 There is Love
There is Care
and yet ...
she chooses to take a boat
at a lonely sea shore
and moves on
till the end of the world

Christmas once again !

As I was walking on the less-crowded road today, I realized why do I love Christmas more than any festival. As I walked on the road, I imagined the gift shops, lighting, kids playing around, the decorated Christmas tree, people busy in buying gifts for their friends and family.

Yes this is the reason why I love Christmas. I love gifts - both receiving and giving. And Christmas is the festival of Celebrating together and exchanging gifts.

On Diwali,  you toil hard for 2-3 months to clean the house, repaint it and prepare refreshments for god-knows-who. Diwali is a festival that demands lot of work to be done.  On Christmas, there is a little preparation and lots of fun.

Practically I have never celebrated it on a large level. But I wish to. In my childhood, my friends knew I love Christmas, so they would bring me cake and I would buy gifts for them. Sometimes it feels, nothing except friends truly care about you love. 

One day I really wish, on the Christmas morning I would see loads of gifts in front of me.

And one day, I would secretly like to, send some precious gifts to those I love. And I would  hope they would never come to know  that it was me. 

Wednesday, December 9, 2015

Pink City - The Queen of Cities

image by - Vivek Kakkar
Could anyone fall in love with a city so much so that when you are away you miss the City, in spite of your loved ones ? The answer is YES  (in Bold and Capital). Though India is a very diverse country and all cities have their own beauty and peculiarities. But the cities of Rajasthan are magnificent because of their glorious historical sites and the stories living there. In West India, in the state called Rajasthan, my beloved city is Jaipur. The cultural heart of India, Pink City Jaipur is a Queen of all Indian cities. Its a well-designed and an interesting blend of Tradition and Modernism. Jaipur is a city of Art, Culture and Heritage. It personifies Elegance, Grace and Luxury.

image by - Vivek Kakkar

Jaipur is not only rich in culture and arts, it’s also a very well-planned city with a blend of modern and traditional architecture. The old city was planned with Indian vastu shastra by Vidyadhar Bhattacharya in 1727.  Design is the core of this city. Walls are painted pink with traditional white mandana designs. The reason why Jaipur is called Pink City is because of its Pink Walls throughout the  city. “The historical reason for the uniform colour of central Jaipur lies with the absolute power of the Maharaja (Sawai Ram Singh) over his capital and his extreme strategy to impress Prince Albert during his 1876 tour of India.” Thus at that time Maharaja ordered to repaint the entire city. The color was terracotta pink as this color historically represents welcoming and hospitality. Since then Jaipur wears Pink color, which indeed looks very pretty.  

The broad roads of the city are a luxury for those who love to drive. Except for the Bazaars of Old City (Suraj Pol, Chand Pol, Bapu Bazaar etc.), entire Jaipur has broad roads and pavements on roadsides. My favorites are two Parallel Long Heart-line roads of Jaipur – Tonk Road and JLN Road. The short drives from city to Jal Mahal , Amber Fort, Nahargarh Fort are exceptional. Weekend drives to nearby places of Jaipur is a true luxury and what if its with Tata. Tata Motors is a pride of India and a synonym with Innovation.  

image by - Vivek kakkar

 And in the end of the story, if you have never been to Rajasthan and specially Jaipur, pack your bags, gear up your Four-Wheels TATA and come to Jaipur. Connect with the local arts, experience Marwari culture, taste the lip-smacking Marwari food (especially Daal-Baati) and breathe in the magical aroma of Rajasthan. For an unforgettable experience, visit the nearby villages (like Bagru) in Jaipur to know the art of hand block printing and don’t forget to visit Chawki Dhani, a village-entertainment resort to have a glimpse of Marwar. While if you are a lover of books, films or Luxurious stuff , you can make a trip of Jaipur around Jaipur Literary Fest , Jaipur Film Festival or my favorite one Fairhex Fair in August.

Meantime, watch Lionel Messi playing amazing football and go through TATA MOTORS to check out amazing products and deals. Remember, its made of great, just like my Jaipur. 

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