“See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil.” ~ Mahatma Gandhi The year 2020 “See evil, hear evil, speak evil.” ~ 2020 Indians We celebrated the 73rd Independence of our country India from the oppressive British rulers this year – 2020 – the bonafide worse year of the century! The year 2020 – we’ve
If you’re privileged and have accessibility to essential commodities in life, then it’s time to make the best use of the COVID-19 Quarantine Period. Yes, you need to stay home and stay safe. But also grab on the opportunity of TIME. And if you’re working from home, you’ll be aware of the number of hours
QuaRANTine – I will RANT! I remember attending the wedding of my husband – Jay’s friend’s sister, in January. There we met another friend of Jay’s who recently returned from China. And we started talking about a virus that’s affecting many in China. Big Question Mark On Our Future Jay also advised his ‘friend’ not
International Women Day – celebrated around the world on March 8. The date was ensued based on several luminous historical events siphoned by women. Click and learn everything about the women’s movements that transformed female entities today. It was just another day – March 8, 2020 – Sunday. I wake up to an outflow of
Practice makes perfect. And what is perfection? Perfection is a perception. What might seem perfect for you will look otherwise to another person? Perfection is not absolute theory. It’s the amalgamation of grit, effort, desire, and passion for churning out a result as per your perception. No one is perfect (except for our furry-doggo babies!)
didi /ˈdiːdiː/ Noun INDIAN Older sister. The power of having an MBA degree is ginormous. It’s like a status symbol for many in Indian society, just like IITians, Engineering, or a yogi (oops!). MBA and startups rock in the same cradle. Got one, start one. However, the “real” marketing tips and tricks are stored in
Getting your eyebrows done is nothing less than a pain. Ask any girl. But I want my bushy eyebrows back. And it is all for its aesthetics and not some fashion fad.
The day I first started my periods I immediately witnessed the anatomical transition. It went from a Box to a Pear. My agony then, “Now I have to worry about bras!?” Not just bras my friend, I had another war brigade approaching my facial home turf – “The Pimple Brigade”. They were ruthless. I fought