No. No? No! Nooooooo

In this age of live healthy, eat healthy, do good, be good, breathe deeply, exercise and the likes, I shouldn’t be doing any of the things mentioned below; ideally, but then the articles linked to, say otherwise.

– No egg yolks. But this here says they are good!

– No nuts coz they have fat! But this here says the fats are the good, heart-healthy unsaturated kinds.

– No other oil except olive oil. But this here says olive is good only when used cold, else use canola.

– No alcohol. But this here says “Moderate amounts of alcohol raise levels of high-density lipoprotein (HDL, or “good” cholesterol)”.

– No bread. But this here says “Bread products can be the foundation of a healthy, low-fat diet.”


What should I believe in? How do you choose? Gut feel, trust the source, learn from friends and family’s experiences?


This post is a part of the Blog-a-Prompt week at Marathon Blogging. Today’s prompt is No.




He looked around to find her.

She was behind the curtain.

He could see her silhouette in the glow of the lamp.

She was fidgeting with the button of her dress.

He crept up quietly to the door and locked it.

He heard her giggle.

He started walking to where she was, an anxious and eager smile on his face.

She put the cushions aside to make some place for him.

He took off his slippers by the side of the bed.

She filled his glass from the bottle.

He looked at what was in front of him, his eyes wide open with excitement.

She said “Shhhh” , put a finger on her lips and pulled him down.

He lunged at the red packet of chips, his favourite. She could have the yellow!

They giggled, and sat down to watch their favorite cartoon on the laptop, with juice and chips.

Hidden in the store-room so that mommy couldn’t spot them eating all that junk!


This post is a part of the Blog-a-Prompt week at Marathon Blogging. Today’s prompt is Spicy!


Where art thou O Monday?

Monday O Monday

Where art thou?

I have missed you for a long time now

You seem better than any other day!

Sunday evenings don’t make me gloomy anymore

I don’t hit the snooze button on Monday mornings

And yet I miss getting dressed and going to work

Those endless cups of coffee, those meetings (which secretly were a bore)!

Monday blues are a thing of the past

For me all days of the week are the same

I don’t feel like staying under the blanket on a Monday morning

My life is a perpetual vacation at last!

Isn’t this what I so wanted?

A break from my busy life

To send quality time with the kid

But why then do I feel so tired and jaded?

Maybe it is time to embrace Monday again

To step out, drive down, a lady with a mission

Work life balance, deadlines and goals

I need these and some Monday rain!

This post is a part of the Blog-a-Prompt Week in Marathon Blogging. Today’s prompt is Monday.


From a daughter

Today’s post is dedicated to the man who gave me the thirst for knowledge, the love of reading, the desire to achieve something. He taught me that strength means being strong on the inside, not just muscle power. He helped me take tiny steps, run and fly. He encouraged me to explore, to experience, to endure. He led by example and showed me what honesty, hard work and courage meant. He taught me to be modest and humble, yet not tolerate nonsense, if needed. He took care of his family, close and extended, dedicated, making sacrifices along the way, but with no regrets.

He initiated me into the magical world of books. Took me and my sister to book fairs and bought us a book from wherever he went. I remember the Tell me Whys, the Russian fairy tales, the science encyclopedias, the Enid Blytons and James Bonds, your Urdu fiction, and the stack of Robert Ludlum and James Hadley Chases in the house. It gave me a thirst I have never been able to quench – the thirst to know more, to learn more, to see more, to do more! And for that I shall be thankful always 🙂

He has his strengths and weakness, but for me he will always be my super hero, the ground beneath my feet. He may appear to be tough and strict on the outside but is a big softie on the inside. Sentimental, quick to forgive and for those whom he loves, he can move mountains and part rivers.

Happy Birthday Papa! Wish you all that you want and more, on this day and forever.

Your DnD 🙂

This post is part of Blog-a-Prompt Week in Marathon Blogging. Today’s prompt is Thirst.