“She’s a *****! She’ll jump up on you in all her glory when you’re least suspecting,” said the Doc, the cigarette almost jumping out from between his index and middle as he threw open the window panes to let the smoke out. The Nepali driver had convinced us earlier during the dusty trip west towards Pelling, “No one can see the pahaar at night, nothing is visible in the dark.” He was resolute and his words absolute. No one knew the mountains better than he did.
Greetings my beautiful darlings of the interweb,
Diwali is less than a week away and it is time for celebration for Indians all over the world. The Festival of Lights reveals a joyous vivacity, a power to win against all odds and quell the negativities in life. We are a race of people who are obsessed with celebrations, shopping and caring and devising new ways of rejuvenating ourselves and making sure that we shine bright like a diamond.
Here are five easy and effective steps for a healthy and attractive Diwali:
1. Natural skincare remedies are the best, and applying homemade facepacks is a great way for exfoliating the face and extremely helpful in achieving a glowing and radiant skin.
Guest Post by Priyanka Dutta
Lucknow, the city of Nawabs has a charm of its own; it creates an odd amalgamation of the traditional and the modern. Here the modern city life seamlessly blends with the aristocracy and artistry of the era of the Nawabs. I moved to Lucknow last year and the city never ceases to surprise me with its beautiful people, unique cuisine, delectable street food, splendid monuments and the intricate and amazing Chikankari embroidery.
I’ve been meaning to post about my cooking for a while and many of you keep asking whenever I post pictures of dishes on facebook or Instagram. When it comes to cooking my major concern is to simplify the whole process as well as reduce the time taken to cook it. I never spend whole days cooped up in the kitchen. I have a full time job and two dogs and all the other aspects of my adult life which need to be taken care of. I read a recipe online and if it takes too long I simply lose interest. Don’t get me wrong, I love slow-cooked dishes, but only when they are served to me either in a restaurant or in someone’s house. Aint nobody got time for that!
Greetings, my good people of the Internet world.
A couple of weeks back I spotted a mailer from MSMBox announcing the launch of a new line of skincare, and I had just received my salary the same day (yes, I’m practically a pauper by the end of the month) so I jumped at the opportunity and ordered me some love from Kronokare’s new aromatherapy range featured on MSMBox.com.
Today I have decided to review The Fab Bag for the month of August, 2016. This is not the first time that I have subscribed to this service. It has been over two years since I received my first Fab Bag (if I remember correctly it was back in May 2014). My blog is still in its nascent stage and with the job and the new life I have been quite irregular with writing. But I wish to get back to regularity and promise to post more often and include greater variety. Now, on with the review. Continue reading “Fab Bag Unboxing and Review for August 2016”
Guest Post by Priyanka Dutta
The arrest of Bihar’s Class 12 Humanities phony topper, Ruby Rai, is not the sensible way of addressing the quandary of hooliganism and corruption in the Bihar education system. She is not the real culprit who made herself the topper; it is rather the people who have set in motion these wrong underhand ways of buying the top slots in the education system who are the real perpetrators. True, she had the means of buying; but what does it say about those who are in a position to sell it to her?
I never observe religion or politics when it comes to food. I believe food has the ability to transcend barriers of every possible kind, and these feelings become stronger especially the month of Ramzan in the city that nonchalantly boasts of eating to one’s heart’s content. If you have your doubts, just take a walk down Kolkata’s Zakaria Street this week.
Greetings my lovely creatures,
I was able to manage some time away from the tea parties and card games last weekend so I decided to visit this lifestyle establishment called “Westside” where I gave in to my whimsy and purchased a few knick-knacks.
Here goes the list in no particular order.
The rocky trail slathered thickly with whipped snow. There’d been fresh snowfall the night before. Hailstorm while dining on M.G Marg. Street below Pub 325 covered with tiny homeopathic globules of ice. No local food, only Chinese. Pubs slamming doors on beef-eager faces on the Eve of Losar, Tibetan New Year. Winter kept us warm, covering Mountains in forgetful snow, feeding a little life with smuggled alcohol. Nip in the air curled once about the winter jackets, and fell silent.