In the beginning of this week, I participated in one of our community impact month event, “Paint our city green.”


In the beginning of this week, I participated in one of our community impact month event, “Paint our city green.”



Me: In my dreams these days, I’ve been seeing celebrities whom I admire. What does that mean?
Friend: Maybe, there are bigger things waiting for you.
Me: Really? You think so?
Friend: Yes, but don’t make this a yardstick for your success.
Me: What do you mean by yardstick for success?
Friend: I mean, don’t think if you cannot meet these celebrities, your life isn’t successful. Success is when people who care for you and whom you care for, are multiplying, or with those that are existing the bond deepens.
You do acts of kindness and are blessed by people even if you don’t know. That’s success. People whom you meet on your path are your celebs and for those you bring hope, you are a celeb to them.
Me: Wow, I never thought that way. You are an excellent dream interpreter.
Friend: No, I am a story-teller 🙂
This was probably taken a couple of years ago. I usually leave one of the windows in my room open for fresh air. Once when I came back from work, I found two little birds hiding in the corner of the window. Getting a little closer, I was able to make out that they were building themselves a home.
Since I also wanted something to engage myself with, I let them stay there and left the windows open everyday so that they can complete their task for which they were so actively in the process of building that little nest.
I used to check their progress. There were three eggs already in the nest hatching. Days passed by. I started seeing a change in the activities of the parents. They were now coming with food for their little ones. I climbed on my bed to get a close-up view to find three cute babies with an open mouth asking for food 🙂
This was indeed enough for me to feel good about my decision to let them stay. Building a home within a home!





“Because I live in the world of my imagination where everything looks exactly as I want it to be.” ~ A child.
What a child needs is something attractive (to them of course :)) and the moment they get hold of it, no one can stop them. My niece and nephew often reminds me of this and most recently through these artistic drawings that they mercilessly drew on the walls of their house. They definitely have a story for what they do but do they care about the outcome or how it looks. No. What keeps them going is the sense of satisfaction in keeping themselves active and engaged in their “adventures”.
Made me think, why spend money on wall paintings for my new house. Let me call these little artists and give them a day to fill the house with innocence.




If you have read my recent post, “It’s a small world“-here is a continuation to that story. 🙂
So I did write a review of the book and it was published by the writer on his page.
Get your copy today! 🙂 Happy Weekend.

While rushing to get captured with one of this background view, I fell down accidentally and sprained my ankle. And the pain spoilt the rest of my day, as I was not able to walk properly. Nevertheless, the feeling that I experienced at this place was worth the pain. And few of these captures will always remind me of my pain yet bring a smile on my face.




“What can I give?”. I had finished reading this book somewhere in later part of year 2016. This book was published by Srijan Pal Singh in the memory of his most loved teacher and India’s most loved personality, Dr. A.P.J. Abdul Kalam. When Dr. Kalam left us in July 2015, I really felt sad for not having got the opportunity to meet him at least once in my life because I knew he was one of his kind, a scientist, a successful former President of India, a teacher, a writer and above all a great human being.
Thus, when I heard first about this book, without wasting much of time I ordered myself a copy. Probably within a day or two of the receipt of the book, I had finished reading because it was so captivating and so much about a common man and his teaching for the people like us. Inspired by Srijan’s mention of the Kalam Library Project in the book, I was all energized to do something and be a part of this overall project and make a difference for the under-privileged kids. I had already started following Srijan’s page on Facebook so I could stay updated on the recent projects of the Kalam Center.
Once, I sent him an email inquiring about how I can contribute to their mission. He was kind enough to respond to me and provide me further contacts to get additional information. For some or the other schedules I didn’t get a chance to reach out to these individuals.
In one of the following weeks, I went to a cafe to have my breakfast after my French classes. As I was looking for a table, an individual who was seated at the corner table caught my attention. I stopped and thought, “Isn’t this Srijan Pal Singh?” I couldn’t believe my eyes. I was still confused and wondered,”What could he be doing in such a small cafe like this?” But I was confident that it had to be him. Since he was talking to an elderly lady who was sitting along with him, I thought I should just take my seat and order my food. Also, I thought I wouldn’t be a great idea going and talking to him.
But once again, I thought – this was a lifetime opportunity to meet the writer himself and who knows if I ever got this chance again. So I decided to talk to him and introduce myself. As he was leaving, I reached out to him and confirmed if he was the person I thought. He smiled and said yes. I introduced myself and asked how he was here. He said this had been the place where he used to hangout the most as he completed his studies at IIM- A. I told him how much I liked his new book to which he requested if I could write a review of the book as well so he can share with people. We exchanged few words and he left.
For me this was an experience of a lifetime. Out of nowhere there was this person whom I was recently talking to, in front of me.
If you haven’t read this book yet, you can get your copy here.

A decade ago when I read the book, “Who will cry when you die?” by Robin Sharma, it had a lasting impact on my outlook towards life. For those who haven’t read this book, it’s all about living your life as if it were your last day. Ever since, I have read a few more books and anecdotes of people who have experienced unexpected death and how it changed them and the people around, their family and the loved ones.
“The Last Lecture” by Randy Pausch and lately “When breath becomes air” by Paul Kalanithi. Both of them suffered and died of cancer. Reading about them and their urge to live the life to the fullest in their last days makes me feel even more grateful for the time I have.
If we get a day to live, I think we should not regret the past and feel sad for our unfulfilled dreams. Regretting and being sad steals us of many happiness. Generally for many, an adventurous life is all about travelling and exploring the unknown. For me, there’s more to this –
When I live as if this were my last day, I won’t find excuses for things I want to achieve, instead this will be my sole reason to go for it. Maybe, it’s talking to my loved ones, learning a new language, learning to play a musical instrument, learning anything that makes me feel more confident and enriches my experience.
I clicked this picture of my favorite things. As I wrote, it’s never too late to enjoy the things that you always wanted to. For me it was going back to my childhood when I bought these soft toys whom I call Robbie and Rosie. Now they are at the mercy of my nephews and niece. Or, it was just filling a book with colors or jotting down my personal thoughts or my goals for me to look back how far I came in life.

Is a place and time like this.. Nothing to feel stressed about, no reason to rush.. Just stay still and enjoy the moment..


It’s about time for the weekend to end and I can’t really wait for the next one. Sometimes I feel as if I’m only living to enjoy weekends 😀
This month had been an active one for me as I got some time to write and post them here.
If you haven’t got a chance yet, do check them out and let me know your comments –
Wishing everyone a rocking week ahead!
~ ayesha

Ramadan is my favorite time of the year just like Christmas, Easter or Diwali. No. No. I’m not disclosing my faith here. I’m just about to share my story with one of them.
My love for Azaan began when I was in school. Next to our school, was a big mosque. It stood tall and colored with a blend of dark and light green.
As everyone probably knows Azaan, is a call to prayer five times each day. A reminder for everyone to stay connected to the Divine.
During the class it would happen, when the Azaan would start at the mosque, as always they sounded like music to my ears. I felt so connected spiritually and this holds true even now though years have passed.
My love since then has only grown deeper 🙂 and I’m always excited during the Ramadan season. A season for self-denial, fasting and the acts of charity. The season of togetherness and being with family. Even though I am not the one observing, it’s always a bliss to be into it.
With that sharing a picture of my favorite place all decorated beautifully for Eid.
Ramadan Kareem to all.



Life is a gift wrapped and breathed into us on our birth-day and each day in our lifetime it surprises us in special ways.
~ Ayesha

Just a few hours ago, I posted my blog on the Liebster Award. Now, I am so pleased to write a post on “The Blogger Recognition Award”. The only difference is that I’m self-nominating myself 😛 because I was nominated for something else by a very creative and dear writer PoeticBells but I accidentally wrote on this one. However, I didn’t wanted to delete what I already wrote. Probably, this also means I should take a break from work 😛
PoeticBells, as the name suggests, the page is full of beautiful works of poetry. Indeed a dearly loved blogger. Do wait until my next post on Gettoknowmetag. 😛

I think it just happened with a series of events that happened in my life. One of which was definitely my French classes. I did write a post on this few months ago. Do check this out. Apart from this, as I had mentioned in my earlier posts – being an introvert I thought this was the best way to express and connect with different people from around the world. Someday, I would love to publish a book.
My two pieces of advice for new bloggers:

Here are the rules:
1. Write a post to show your award.
2.Thank the blogger who nominated you and provide a link to their blog.
3. Give a brief story of how your blog started.
4. Give two pieces of advice for new bloggers.
5. Nominate 2-3 bloggers who you believe deserve to be recognized. Comment on their blogs, to let the nominees know they have been nominated.
My nominees:
https://argentwritten.wordpress.com/

It has been raining awards lately and I don’t know where to start. I am so overwhelmed by the support of my readers especially to ApprendiZ for nominating me for “The Liebster Award”. Even though I was not one of those who ever had a liking for poetries during my childhood, WordPress has definitely started to change my outlook towards it. And ApprendiZ’s poetries are beautifully put together to reflect and express the simplest of our thoughts and emotions. Please do check out her page.
The Rules:

Here are my answers to ApprendiZ:
⭐ Your favorite song and why?
This is a tough one since its never possible to chose one favorite. My selection of songs is largely based on my moods – but I can confidently say that all songs of A.R.Rahman are my favorite songs 😀
⭐ The most beautiful incident of your life.
My little niece. That was the best thing to happen in our family and my life.. She is everyone’s favorite and I’m loving the way she is growing up as a matured and fierce person.. I just don’t want her to grow up fast. She is 4 years old.. 🙂
⭐ Your definition of happiness.
Happiness is about loving yourself, pursuing your dreams without compromising on your relationships. Happiness is about spreading happiness.
⭐ If one thing you could change in the world what would it be?
I would put a magic spell that will remove all differences in human race. People later will only have one language – “Love”
⭐ Define life in a single sentence.
Life is a gift wrapped and breathed into us on our birth-day and each day in our lifetime it surprises us in special ways.
⭐ What is the dream you want to achieve no matter what.. your passion?
It’s a simple one.. to be fluent in French.. 🙂
⭐ Why do you like blogging?
Blogging is an excellent platform for people like me to put everything that’s going on in my mind and express through writing.
Few random facts about me:
On my favorite blog, I would rather go with the post, I really liked and felt connected with this poetry by The Stories In Between. This reminded me of my Grandma to whom I was very close.
Here are my nominees for the Liebster Award:
My questions to the nominees:

“I stepped into the room along with a few girls and walked straight to the front row where we saw some vacant seats. A session it was I had heard but I can’t quite remember the agenda of the session. It was a full house and I could see the presenters getting ready. Within a few minutes, there was silence and the lead presenter started off with his opening remarks. “Thanks everyone for gathering here – we will all go to another place where we will conduct the session and also do some activities”
“Oh, oh, wasn’t this supposed to be that place?” – I thought. While I was still thinking, I could see the crowd already moving towards the venue. I kept waiting to find a familiar face with whom I could reach the destination, since without a vehicle it would have been difficult to reach on time. I came out and saw there were no one left, it was just me standing and thinking about the way to reach.
“I wish Charlie could come and drop me at the location” – I said to myself. The next moment, there he was with that enchanting smile. I couldn’t believe my eyes, I called him at the top of my voice, “Charlie, Charlie, please help me. I need to reach that place as soon as possible”. He didn’t utter a word, but signaled to hop on to his bike. On our way, I kept enjoying the beauty, greenery, and the calmness of the city.
I didn’t realize when we reached the location. Just as I was thanking him for his huge help, a little girl came to me and requested,”Can you help me climb the stairs? There is a class going on and I need to reach at the earliest?” I observed her closely – she had difficulty walking because of her twisted ankle. I waved a good-bye to Charlie and held the little girl’s hand and climbed the first step. I heard a rattling noise. When I looked back there were over 10 more children with similar difficult moving towards the stairs.
I helped them reach their destination and seated them for their special session. Before I could reach for my session, I looked out of the door once more if I could get a glance of Charlie. And there he was, at an elderly lady’s assistance. Once again, I called him and waved him good-bye.”
I woke up to the sound of my alarm and realized it was all a dream – being a part of a big crowd, getting the opportunity to meet Charlie in person and also giving someone a helping hand. The feeling might probably be difficult to put in words, but I felt lighter and happier.
I am sure by now the reader is interested to know who Charlie is? He is definitely not a superhero nor is he a supernatural figure.
He is the protagonist of the 2015 Malayalam movie – “Charlie“. He is depicted as a carefree person who is always found to be helping the needy, giving them reasons to live a fun-filled and meaningful life. His energy, his enthusiasm is contagious. If angels do walk the earth then they probably take the form of such human beings. You don’t need divinity, all you need is a big heart to love and lend.

Cheers!
Do check out this wonderful post which is also the first on this page by Sifar:
Check out this wonderful post.
via Grandmom! 😗
I am pleasantly surprised and grateful to James A. Best- Author for nominating me for the Sunshine Blogger Award. This is the first time I’ve been nominated for this award and it really feels good to know that my readers are appreciating the content. Do check out James A. Best- Author ; he has got some interesting content out there. I really like his candid way of writing and narrating the events. Also, he has authored two books already. So don’t miss it!

The Rules:

My Answers are :
Here are my nominees:
https://mydreammywords.wordpress.com/
https://thenaturallysmartlife.com
https://gayatrilavanya.wordpress.com/
https://lireditelle.wordpress.com/
https://argentwritten.wordpress.com/
https://poeticbells.wordpress.com
https://dreamswhichbecameacurse.wordpress.com/
My Questions for the Nominees:
Looking forward to the blog posts and the interesting answers 🙂

Now that I have started writing, I still can’t believe in those two words “I write”. A year back, it never seeped into my mind to start writing. And now, with every new post of my mine I can see myself improving gradually. I’m not competing with the world. I’m competing with myself.
There is that version of me who can be a good story-teller, share and express own experiences. And I’m in search of that.
In this journey, I’m not alone. I have my fellow – bloggers who do not fail to impress me with their creative writing.
I write! Writing has changed the way I read. The earlier me wanted to just read the books. Now, I want to completly immerse myself into the author’s journey. I look for minute details of expression and emotions gone into it.
Writing is in the process of bringing out the best in me.

Yes, that’s right.
Alladin’s magic lamp from Arabian nights.
The lamp that comes with a bonus of a genie that can fulfill your wish.
The lamp that I bought as a souvenir from my trip to Dubai.
Now, peacefully resting on my desk,
Shining all the time.
Everyone who stops by my desk,
Can’t control themselves from giving a try to rub the lamp,
With an expectation of a genie coming out of it.
Makes me think, no matter how old we are,
We still have a heart of a child,
We stop to think like adults,
And be that silliest person anyone can be.
Think how awesome that would be,
A child in an adult’s body 🙂


In those moments, when everything seems to have come to a pause, out of nowhere we find these words passed on to us, by our loved ones and our well-wishers. These are the words of hope which for many of us also changes our outlook towards life.
From my last post, I invited my fellow-bloggers to share an advice that’s close to their heart. Thanks to everyone who took time to comment and share their experiences. And also to everyone who appreciated the content with their likes 🙂
I am sharing the individual content here for all my readers. Do check out their blogs too, if not already. There are some excellent pages out there which you wouldn’t want to miss.
“What doesn’t kills you only makes you stronger…..
It’s life and surely there’ll be adversities, but life won’t be thrilling enough without these….so feel blessed to have everything and never quit because only the fittest would thrive and survive and progress….”
“Out of a lifetime of personal and professional advice, one that helped me most came from a dear friend that if you really want something give it your all. Don’t give yourself excuses because the wins and losses are only yours.”
“‘Regret hurts more than failures so stopping thinking about people and give your best for you should be able to face yourself at the day without any guilt.” This one advice made me strong enough to take decisions in life.
“The best advice I received was to expand my horizon, to let people in and that there are people out there who truly love you. Besides, during a depressing period of my life, a friend of mine assured me, “Help is available, buddy. You just need to ask for it.” These were the words that kept me going and help me see the light at the end of the tunnel.”
Thank you for reading and do share your experience in the comments section below.

It’s the end of the day. I am on my way home, after work. Holding my phone, wondering what should I write? Somedays when I am not prepared I’ve noticed that so much of thoughts and ideas run through my mind on my next blog post.
But often I regret for not having a book to note them down at that point in time. What happens next? The thought and the idea is gone.
Writing has become a passion for me now, though I realize not all days can be alike. Writing cannot come by force. The words have to just flow giving the concept life so that it can strike a chord with the readers.
So many times, I am bowled over with the content by my fellow bloggers. Everyone have a unique style and stories to share.
Thus, when I feel I can’t write, I spend my time reading so that I can learn from the rest.
Have you ever faced a similar instance? I’d love to know how you overcome and spend time writing.
A lovely post by Lavanya.
So it’s summer time and I’ve visited my maternal grandmother’s house for vacations. This used to be a constant ritual in summers during childhood and one that I longed for since the moment I used to come back home. After all it meant meeting my cousins. And for someone who’s a single child, my cousins are like my own brothers and sisters. I love them to death and wish we could stay together longer.
One of the things we used to do at the house is play a game called Jurassic park. It’s a board game in which we need to escape the land of dinosaurs and fly away in a helicopter. Like any other board game it’s a really long, and I mean really really long game designed to keep us in check for the day. A quite mindful game given to us by our mama (uncle) I…
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No, not yet. I’ve being waiting but haven’t been nominated for “Quote of the day challenge”. 🙂
Although, I do wanted to share this quote from a book that I’ve being reading, “Wonder” by R. J. Palacio.

It’s kind of interesting why I chose to pick this book for my to-be-read list. I was in this book shop where I had picked a couple of books to read. While I was rushing to leave, something caught my attention. A yellow book cover with an interesting image of a boy. I knew that moment, I had to buy this.

I won’t get into the book review coz I would encourage everyone to get your copies too. It’s worth it. A very heart-warming story.

And one thing I can say for sure is over these years no one has ever been able to replace the charm and innocence these characters bring to us. Kids love them, I still love them. And I have stored all the books so that one day my kids can have an access to these too
Often we end up into situations where we don’t feel confident in our own potential. But there is a voice that keeps reminding us of our worth and don’t fail to encourage no matter what. That voice is not our heart or our soul, it’s that friend who is with us through our thick and thin.
Hassan the quiet and the most important character from “The Kite Runner” is a reminder of that friend who genuinely mean when they say or feel – “For you a thousand times over”.

A short story by O’Henry. This was also a part of our English curriculum. My memories as a student have always been vague as I was never interested in studies. Surprisingly, there are a couple of stories from the English textbooks that I can recall. I would rather say, I don’t just recall but also think it still drives my approach toward different circumstances.
The Last Leaf is one of those. It is a story about a young girl Johnsy, who is struck with illness and is not able to recover due to her lack of willingness. The falling leaves of an ivy wine tree near her window in the hospital turned out to be her reason. Day by day she counts the number of leaves left and is confident that with the last leaf falling she also has to die. Her mother Sue worried about her condition reaches out to old Behrman. Behrman – a failed artist. Despite his 40 years in the field, he was still not able to create that masterpiece which he always wanted to.
Hearing Johnsy’s imaginations and Sue’s worries he gets ready to help her. While Johnsy is asleep, Behrman goes to the other side of the window and takes his position. A cold rain was falling with some snow.
The next morning, Johnsy insists her mother open the window shade. Sue obeys. To Johnsy’s surprise there stood one ivy leaf without being affected by the rain and snow. Later that day, the doctor says he is positive now of Johnsy’s recovery since she was responding well. He leaves the room referring to another patient that he had to attend. It was Behrman struck by Pneumonia too. His chances of living narrow.
That afternoon, Sue came to Johnsy’s bedroom and said –
“I have something to tell you, white mouse. Mr. Behrman died of pneumonia to-day in the hospital. He was ill only two days. The janitor found him the morning of the first day in his room downstairs helpless with pain. His shoes and clothing were wet through and icy cold. They couldn’t imagine where he had been on such a dreadful night. And then they found a lantern, still lighted, and a ladder that had been dragged from its place, and some scattered brushes, and a palette with green and yellow colors mixed on it, and – look out the window, dear, at the last ivy leaf on the wall. Didn’t you wonder why it never fluttered or moved when the wind blew? Ah, darling, it’s Behrman’s masterpiece – he painted it there the night that the last leaf fell.”
Such a touching story! Behrman’s masterpiece didn’t lead him to gain wealth or fame but saved the life of a little girl. Gave her the hope to live and in the process lost his own life. In our own lives, we are tangled in the web created by ourselves and make them our yardsticks to measure our success. Success is not about our capability to fulfill our materialistic wishlist. If today, we are able to give a ray of hope to someone, that comes back to us in the form of self-contentment and gratefulness.
Let there be a little bit of Behrman in each one of us!
Here is a picture from my own garden of the Arabian Jasmine. Every time it blooms – it gives me happiness. And the bud? It symbolizes hope, isn’t it?



At 8.00 a.m. in the morning, we had to be ready for the assembly that started with prayers followed by announcements, news and prayer requests. I remember being dropped by our school bus half an hour early to the school time that allowed us to take copies from our friends to finish our homework before the school day started. There was always a sense of urgency to finish them on time as we never wanted to get those red remarks in the school diary.
At 8.00 a.m. in the morning, the entire school stood still because it was time for prayers. From a very young age, I was always attracted to a conversation with the Invisible, but standing alongside 60+ students with joined hands never gave me that feeling of being prayerful.
“Make me an instrument of your peace”, used to be a frequent song played during the prayer time. I loved this song, I still love this song – but probably I never understood the deeper meaning of it until later when I heard it on YouTube recently. It took me back to the memories of my school. Looking at where the world is heading into – constant chaos, hatred, destruction, and distrust – each of the word adds so much meaning. If there would have been something called a “World Anthem”, I would have proposed this song for the same.

It has been over seven months since I officially started putting my thoughts through this blog page, even though I had created this account four years ago. It is well said that, “Everything has a time”. Even if that’s about exploring something new as your passion. The first time I started writing, I’d be honest I was indeed afraid to post something on a platform like this which is visible to people around the world. I was worried if my content will be relatable to the readers here. Nevertheless, I thought to give it a try and wrote my first post which was more of a personal experience which is very close to my heart.
Even though the views were too low since I didn’t had much followers, I think giving it a try gave me that confidence to write more. Writing helped me know my inner self. I realized that there is so much I want to express and what can be better than a place like this where there are millions of like-minded people with excellent talent when it comes to writing, story-telling and sharing their wisdom.
Thankful to my 140+ fellow bloggers who have shown their interest in my content by following my page. I’m not yet quite where I wish to be, but I am sure these baby steps will eventually bring out the best in me. I am an active learner, thus I have something to always take away from what I read whether that is from the pages I follow or the books I read.
Here are some of my recent posts, in case you haven’t got a chance already:
And a picture from my 2014 trip to New York

Wishing everyone a happy weekend.
Cheers!
~Ayesha

When I go to spend time with special children – my camera would be the last thing I’d take since I believe that deviates us from our prime objective of giving our 100% – love and attention.
This time it was different. Unexpectedly, I joined my friend to celebrate Holi with these special children and the beautiful girl in the picture below insisted to take a picture of her. This was my first selfie in an event like this. Fulfilling her small wish gave me happiness. She absolutely enjoyed seeing herself in the pictures.
While leaving, I gave her a hug. She stopped and asked, “Before you leave, tell me what is your name?”


There are so many forms of the Divine and there are so many places where we hope to get that divine experience. And I can’t agree more to this, no matter where I go, the peace and the divinity exists in our hearts.
It’s our heart that makes us compassionate for others’ needs and leads us to giving a life changing experiences to people through our deeds. And most importantly, our heart deserves some love as well. It is okay if we can’t be like that “someone” who seems to be good at everything.
Take a pause, look inside yourself and see what makes you happy. And just go for it. The problems, the pressures, the comparisons – they are all going to stay there. But for sure, it will not touch your heart.
Stay happy, Stay blessed!
PC: Google.


“Hey, listen” came a voice from the front as I was walking towards my office. I looked up and found a woman in her middle age carrying a basket full of fruits. Assuming she was calling someone walking behind me, I ignored the call and moved forward.
“Hey, listen – I am talking to you.” This one came directly for me. I stopped and asked, “Are you talking to me?” “Yes, I am, I’ve been calling you since I know you are lucky for me” – said the woman.
“Lucky? How can I be lucky for you?” “Because, today is New Year and I am looking for someone who can help me start my business well and I think you can be lucky for me. All you have to do is to wish me New Year open heartedly, take some fruits from me and give me whatever you deem fit for the same”
“But.. but I don’t need any fruits right now.”, said I. “That is fine, you can give it to someone else but take these fruits from me” came the response.
Nonplussed, I said – “Okay, give me some grapes and pomegranate, how much does this cost”?
“Well, you can give me Rs.200 for one box. That’s what they charge in shops”. She took out two boxes of grapes and handed over to me. “I just need one box, please”, I clarified to her.
“I told you, you are lucky for me. So please take these two boxes, I’ll also give you few pomegranates free of charge” – said the woman.
Even before I could say anything, I was standing with two boxes and some pomegranates in my hand because I knew there was no escape. I handed over Rs.400 and continued to my destination.
All the time on my way back, I kept thinking – maybe she was just applying a marketing strategy or maybe she was genuinely looking for someone to start her year well with some good business. Nevertheless, the cost occurred was worth it, since what I got from her was healthier than what I would have spent in a restaurant for a burger or a pizza.
And above everything else, I was satisfied thinking about the woman and the stories she will get to narrate at home.


For those who have already viewed my post “A conversation“, I have tried to come up with the French version of the same. Being a beginner in French, I am trying to put this more into practice so I don’t forget what I learnt. But I’ll be honest, I had to take help from Google translator too. Feel free to suggest corrections if any in the comment section below.
Moi: Dans mes rêves ces jours-ci, j’ai vu des célébrités que j’admire. Qu’est-ce que ça veut dire?
Mon amie: Peut-être, il y a des choses plus grandes qui t’attendent.
Moi: Vraiment? Tu penses?
Mon amie: Oui, mais ne faites pas de cela un critère pour votre succes
Moi: Que voulez-vous dire par critère de réussite?
Mon amie: Je veux dire, ne pensez pas que si vous ne pouvez pas rencontrer ces célébrités, votre vie ne réussit pas. Le succès est lorsque les personnes qui s’occupent de vous et que vous aimez, se multiplient, ou avec ceux qui existent, le lien s’approfondit.
Vous faites des actes de bonté et êtes bénis par les gens même si vous ne savez pas. C’est le succès. Les gens que vous rencontrez sur votre chemin sont vos célébrités et pour ceux que vous apportez de l’espoir, vous êtes une célébrité pour eux.
Moi: Parfait. Je n’ai jamais pensé de cette façon. Vous êtes un excellent interprète de rêve.
Mon amie: Non, je suis un conteur d’histoires. 🙂
Image credits: Google.

My love for music, my role model and my roots.
A.R. Rahman “Encore” , an experience of a lifetime and a dream come true. So awestruck by the beauty of the sets and above all the patience with which the concert was performed by Rahman Sir.
I could see him doing everything at a time – playing music on multiple instruments, singing and with a smile on his face cheering up each and everyone of his crew members.
Makes me feel he is not just an extraordinary person but an institution of learning to be a better human being. Wonder how much people associated with him have learnt all through these years.
Long live Rahman sir and his music. Jai Ho!
Can be as simple as this one if we take a pause and enjoy those precious moments.



How often does it happen while you are travelling using a public transport that you are compelled to over-hear a conversation not because you want to but you have to because of loud fellow-passengers. In one of my commute days, I happened to overhear a phone conversation between a Mom (my fellow passenger) and her son (which I guessed from her talks). This is how it goes. This might probably remind one of your conversations with your parents 🙂
Mom: Hello!
Son: Hello Mom, how are you?
Mom: Forget about that, first tell me why didn’t you pick up dad’s call in the morning.
Son: Aahh.. hmm..
Mom: He has been trying to reach you from last few days. Why don’t you respond?
Son: Mom, I’m so so sorry. I.. I was was just having a severe headache. So I was taking rest.
Mom: Severe headache? Do you have a migraine or what? You should have picked up his call. He does night shift and keeps himself available before 6.30 a.m. so that he can talk to you before you leave for college. And you.. you don’t even bother to respond neither on phone calls nor his Whatsapp chats.
Son: Mom…. I… didn’t I tell you last time my net isn’t working.
Mom: Net isn’t working? Whom do you think you are trying to fool. I can see you post daily on Facebook.. Commenting on the pages of political parties.. But, why are you following these pages.. Why don’t you keep yourself away from all this? I want you to focus on your studies.
Son: Silence…
Mom: Ok, so how’s everything else? What time is your college? Are you allowed to take mobile phones? Ok then take care son. Will call you in the evening.
PC : Google

When we think about effective communication, the first thing that comes to our mind is active listening. It’s only when we are attentive to what other person says, we can respond back accordingly. This probably holds true for personal and professional life.
In our relationships though, active listening can never happen literally. Which means, if you are waiting for your loved one to express or say what they feel for you that can not happen always. There are times when we want to express and then there are times when we just express our love through our actions and deeds more than talking.
Thus, it’s important that we keep ourselves in the “listen only mode” in order to observe the beauty of people who are a part of our lives and not overlook any cues that are unintentionally given to us expressing their love and care.
Image credits: From Google.

Few major developments in both my personal and professional life has been keeping me away from the little bit of writing that I used to do. Apart from this, I recently joined an NGO. To be a part of an NGO was always a dream which has now started becoming a reality. My schedules including my commuting hours never made me think of anything else than just going home and taking some rest or do some reading while I am travelling.
It’s been great so far. I’ve met some kind people who have been putting in tireless efforts to create meaningful environment for the community. I am really looking forward to be a witness of many more success stories by this group of enthusiasts.
I’ve also partnered with a wonderful young woman to start a Kalam Library for the Juvenile Home in Ahmedabad. We are really hoping to see this active by the year end. So wish us good luck. Fingers crossed 🙂
If you missed to check out my recent stories – there’s still time 😀
I do not belong to this world!
Happy Reading! Until next time.
~Ayesha 🙂
Image credits: Goes to myself. I clicked this picture during my last visit to Udaipur.





I moved to a new workstation this week. And the best thing about it was to get additional space to hang these beautiful souvenirs that I bought from my trips earlier this year. The first one is a Lohe Qurani from Hazrat Nizamuddin Dargah, Delhi and the other is a Kathputhli (string puppet) from Udaipur, Rajasthan.
I am glad they finally found a new and comfortable place, from where they will continue to remind me of my travel experiences and fill me with joy! 🙂


It has been over 3 months since I started spending my time here – reading blogs and writing some. It has been a learning phase for me so far understanding what content to choose, that should be a combination of mine and my readers’ interests.
You won’t find a specific trend in my posts except for the fact that I prefer to keep it short in the interest of everyone’s time. 😀 And most recently, I have gained interest in posting some of the random pictures that I clicked or pictures from my travel experiences.
If you haven’t got a chance to view them, sharing my personal favourites:
And if you want to know more about me, please visit this page.
Happy Reading! And feel free to share any of your blog posts – the favourite ones in the comments section below.

Honestly, tried to caption this – but can’t think of any. If you have any suggestions, please comment on the post and let me know 🙂
All I can say is, that I am in love with this. I captured this during my recent visit to the Dubai Mall Aquarium.
Have a great day!

I am back after a short break and I was pleasantly surprised to be nominated by my fellow blogger, Bhavana. I have come across many blog posts where people get nominated for awards but never did I think of myself getting nominated for one. I am really grateful to Bhavana for this nomination and encouragement.

Rules for this award:
Nominees :
I nominate these fellow bloggers for The Active Award
Thank you for reading and all the encouragement. Wishing you all a great day!
Cheers!