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Diwlai 2015

Happy Diwali Everyone!

May this Festival of Lights shower much happiness, joy and splendour on all of you!

Have a lot of good food, sweets and precious moments with your loved ones as we celebrate the glorious Festival of Lights around the World!

Yay!!!!

Image Taken From: Kelley Bozarth. Like her work? Check out kelleydealphotography.com 

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Happy New Year!

Arguably one of the most popular festivals in India, The Festival of Lights or what Indians refer to as Diwali is tomorrow. Considered as the Hindu New Year, this celebratory event is all about rejoicing in fresh, new beginnings, revelling in the brightness of illuminated knowledge as well as happiness, exulting in the victory of good over evil with hope winning over despair, and wishing prosperity and wealth for everyone!

Diwali for my sister and I has always been about frolicking fun after a mad rush of spring cleaning with friends and family, praying for peace – emotional, spiritual and physical, lots and lots of lights and alighted “Diyas” (candles), colourful “Rangoli” displays (intricate vibrant Indian designed floor patterns composed of multi-coloured powders), making “Malas” (flower necklaces), painting rice flour feet imprints throughout the house in representation of the Goddess Lakshmi entering our abode, and who can forget, a gigantic amount of amazingly, delectably, scrumptious food, both savoury and sweet.

I’d like to hurl my kindest, most joyous and greatest celebratory hug at you for this Diwali. May your life be filled with happiness, enlightened knowledge, understanding, peace, wealth in a spiritual and monetary sense 🙂 , celebration and good, wholesome, cherished company forever.

Happy Diwali to everyone!!! /Aap Sab Ko Deepavali Ki Hardik Shubhkamnaye!!!

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No Money? No Worries!

Whenever I think back to all the great times I have had, I often realise that those memorable experiences involved no monetary funds, or flashy, expensive add-ons. In fact, all my “everything is perfect right now” moments included a combination of those I love, happy, positive thoughts and the time to enjoy the World around me.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m definitely not saying that money isn’t important but what I am saying is that it is useless without the “real” raw ingredients to your recipe towards happiness.

Here’s to wishing all of you true glorious happiness! I hope you have your raw ingredients packed up tight to take along with you on this weekend! ❤ ❤ ❤

What if I told you that you could change someone’s life with one click of your finger?

Hello my wonderful, spectacular, beautiful, brilliant, amazingly superb fellow bloggers and readers, I hope you are all having a brilliant weekend!

As some of you may have noticed, I don’t normally blog on the weekends, but I received something yesterday that I have been itching to write about since I viewed it.

It’s the Buy Someone’s Happiness campaign and I honestly believe that this extremely noble cause is enough to get anyone revved into action.

I’ve always maintained that what I love about our species is our ability to feel for each other, to love one another and care for every single human being out there, regardless of creed or race. All we have to do is open our hearts and feel with our souls! Don’t you think it’s great that with the help of technology and popular forms of media now, we can be better informed about what is happening around us, regardless of territorial borders?

I am not personally getting anything out of sharing this with you all. Well, that’s a lie. I’m experiencing that warm, fuzzy feeling you get deep in your gut. You know the kind – the type that swells and surges up into your chest, filling it with pride when you do something completely alien in concept, out of your comfort zone, just for the sake of doing it for no other reason than because it’s the right thing to do. Everyone understands it, but most importantly, you know it.

This concept has been created by Indian Actor Varun Pruthi, and you don’t need to be an Indian to feel this video. You don’t even need to understand the language to get it. You can be male, female, old, young, rich, poor – anything really. There’s just one prerequisite. You need to be human.

When I request you guys to share my stuff (if I do), I only ask to do so if you’re feeling what I write about or say/do. I’m asking you the same today.

Thanks my beautiful peeps and enjoy the rest of your weekend. I don’t know if I say this often enough, but I seriously believe I have the best-est readers out there! Love to everyone!!!

P.S. Please click on the link to watch this video otherwise it may not be counted 🙂

It’s my Birthday, It’s my Birthday – I’mma spend my money

I’ve been humming this tune for a couple of days now, the nerve cells in my skull angrily protesting at the inkling I was having all through the “stuck in my head” tune – it sounds Indian?

Yesterday, while I was wasting away into a mass of protoplasm on the cross trainer at my local gym, I was thankful for my mind being unable to focus on sucking my abs in via alien proportions when recognition finally struck as the Will.I.Am feat. Cody Wise tune blasted from my communal television set. I know this song.

So naturally, I decided to put my well-honed research skills to the test with an extensive and intensive, thought out blueprint of how I was going to find out the name, which naturally commenced and concluded at Wikipedia and Eureka! It’s from a popular Tamil (South Indian cinema) movie, Kadhalan I used to listen to as a child.

I recall with fond memories (not so much for my parents) dancing to the catchy tune, and how my sister and I revelled in our chance to touch base with home.

The song (and movie) starred “jhatka” oriented Prabhu Deva (loose English translation – damn, he got da moves) and was written by India’s favourite Maestro – A.R. Rahman, Suresh Peters and Shahul Hameed.

For those of you who are game, check out the original here 🙂

A.R. Rahman ji, you rock!

Sex, Money and more Sex

One of the first lessons that my Journalism lecturer taught us bright eyed, news hungry students at University was that all stories only ever came down to two things, and two things only:

Sex and Money.

The more you probed, the higher the bet that at the core of all news worthy stories, it was likely to have been caused by a raunchy sexual encounter somewhere down the murky line of the very first remnants of when the story evolved.

I read a blog post here a couple of weeks ago (by The Journal) about how enticing people to read your work involved reeling potential readers in with a catchy headline that was most imperatively, sexy. This made me think about my lecturer along with that very first lesson and as I took a trip down memory lane, I made a mental note about how many stories I had written, investigated and/or read since that time that involved the three main vices on our planet – sex, drugs and money.

I’ll be the first to admit that though I would like to at least represent a little of Einstein’s brain activity, he has made his firm and staunch negatory position painfully clear to me in terms of my maths skills, but even I could see that stories that boiled down to drugs, naturally gave way to money which was often lost pathetically or more aptly, downright stupidly due to some poor bugger being unable to, well (excuse my lack of eloquence), being unable to keep it in his/her pants!

It’s funnily (and a little depressingly) ironic that the human race has, after all these centuries of being slaughtered, murdered and idiotically perishing, still not quite grasped what more often than not does us in, something that is at the core of our being, a basic human need and genetic requirement – sex!

It’s a little like that great, mouth-watering present we’ve all had menacingly tucked away flimsily under our Christmas tree for thirty days or so before we can claw it apart with our hungry fingernails. The one that keeps us up at nights leading up to D-Day, the cause of our many tosses and turns before the big day until we can finally reveal what we expect to be amazing, the Holy Grail of all presents out there, ready for us to devour in all its grandeur and splendour. And then we open it, and before you’re able to mask your stomach guttering disappointment at the contents of your façade like package, everyone already knows what you’re thinking. This sux.

I always tend to feel the same levels of jumbled disenchantment when I follow a story for months only to find out how the tell-tale is brought down to its knees at the very end, by sex. It’s almost brutally tormenting to have to inflict that sort of dumb explanation on my brain every time I sit down to watch how another one of the world’s “greatest mysteries” has been cracked open.

Why are human beings still so cruelly stupid? I get it, the allure and all its associated bling, but really, seriously? Is it worth all the shaming, ridiculing, money and face losing?

Why can’t we have our cake and eat it too? We can, it would just involve using all the muscles in our body, not just one. You know the one I’m speaking about; the brain as well! I ponder on how many clicks my title is going to get because it has the three letters of s-e-x in the order it does, even though the pesky phrase tells me nothing of relevance really (not that I’m complaining). What I do bet on though, is the disappointment many of my readers will have once they get through this article, that is if they do at all.

So, I apologise in advance for including no porn, dramatic sexual encounters and any 18+ related material, though I have absolutely no problem in pimping my blog out.

What? A girl’s got to make her living somehow, and often whoring out your writing is the only way to go. Sorry, apparently this blog post has had absolutely no impact on the author itself. Eh, you know how it goes – if you can’t beat them then you got to go join them! What can I say? It’s a cruel world folks. 😉