I am not a CATEGORY

You know how while growing up you always wanted to be part of a group, a division of people that like to do the same kind of things etc or in more today’s language – ‘A particular category’ that one should belong to?

Well..for me, I’ve really never belonged to any group in particular or have never tried to fit into one. It just wasn’t and still definitely isn’t me. I always was interested in different things but could never settle on one thing that I always wanted to be a part of.

What does that say about me then? Am I an anti-social being? Not really. I am a free spirited individual, that understands that life isn’t about going one direction or being part of a certain working system or doing fun things with a limited no of people. It is okay to do things randomely, while some might work others might not – but then again, isn’t life all about trial and error? Nobody knows the correct formala as yet.

I discovered blogging one day and I’ve not looked back since. I write because I love to.. its been 5-6 years now (time flies) can’t imagine I have been blogging all these years, particulary about the stuff that I write about, which doesn’t really fall into any category as such, but random – its just about anything and everything I see hear & feel.

It feels good to not be a part of something, at least that way you aren’t blindly following what other people are doing but on the contrary, you can do you own thing – which I believe is always the better option.
While some appreciate randomness, others don’t. But that’s okay – We’re not here to please people but to make ourselves happy and if what we do makes us happy, nothing like it!

I join Sejal Kumar with the same opinion, I am #NOTACATEGORY.

Do follow her channel for some really genuine talent on display, through her YouTube Channel Sejal Kumar

She’s really really good guys! Give her channel a view and you’ll end up following her.


A Pad, A Man & a whole country!


A Sanitary PAD


PADMAN – the movie release date of which is tomorrow 09.02.2018 and the whole nation is already going crazy.

AND I’m not sure if its because of the concept or for the actor or simply because it’s easy to see and not talk about it. We all know what the movie is about and everyone’s excited about it, men, women, children.. even Ravi Shastri (the Indian Men’s Cricket team coach) who is in South Africa at the moment seems to be interested/excited whatever!

And what’s this all about the PadMan challenge & clicking a pic with a sanitary pad to bring menstruation into the open – on social media?

India has gone bonkers! BIG TIME!

I read on Facebook yesterday that “Ravi Shastri tagged Indian cricket team captain Virat Kohli and tennis player Leander Paes to take the PadMan challenge” I had to research a little bit to find out, what the PadMan challenge was all about to know what it meant.

This is going way out of hand really! What’s the BIG deal?

Yes, we all know what menstruation is, we understand what women go through every month… what’s to bring out in the open? Akshay Kumar goes one step further saying; “Somewhere it is a man’s fault, and somewhere it is not entirely, because it is a subject like periods which was not discussed in our homes from the beginning….”

Now, what did we do? 

My question is:- Why is a country like India so obsessed with women-related issues? Be it Menstrual health/hygiene, mention-of-mothers at beauty pageants, women showing a bra strap, a women’s cleavage or simply what a woman’s choice is? Or even why Smriti Mandhana is so cute? 😝 (the last of which even intrigues me)

I will be going to watch the movie as it releases tomorrow and you can be sure to expect a post about what I thought of it. Pads, menstruation, periods or a simple pink underwear, whatever it may be, that they show in the film tomorrow.

I will have an opinion..and you’ll know what it is, RIGHT HERE on the extra..aaamile.

Queen of Bollywood Horror

When we talk of Horror (in Bollywood), the first thought is Raaz, but now with Bipasha Basu doing films in the so-called “thriller” & “horror” genre, she is the undisputed Queen of Bollywood Horror.
From movies like “Raaz”, “Raaz 3” to “Aatma”, “Alone”, “Rakht”, “Darna Zaroori Hai” etc, you’d think she is doing a fairly good job of either spooking people or getting spooked. She clearly enjoys doing films like these.

But do horror movies spook out the actress in the real life? She claims it does but she nevertheless enjoys watching them, however the need to hold hands, shut her eyes and ask someone else what’s happening on screen is what normally happens while watching one.

I personally enjoy reading/watching horrors or thrillers, be it a book or a movie. So as time goes on, I am increasingly becoming a big fan of Bipasha Basu. I do watch movies only for its entertainment value, I take nothing back from it after its done, other than maybe ideas from it’s storyline – something I could use when I start writing in that genre myself. I’ve always wanted to venture into writing horror/thriller or whatever you call it… I guess I’d need to read and watch more in that genre if I have to have sparks lit up in my mind of a story that creeps not only the reader but for me too (while writing it).

While I work upon a good story with different ideas floating around in my mind, I hope to spook the living daylights out of my readers, soon… how soon that could be, is anyone’s guess.

Just in case you haven’t realized, the picture above has 6 fingers, LOOK AGAIN! You might want to count how many you have.



‘A Costly Affair’


02.02.2018 – Times of India (Goa Edition)

What an interesting article! Made such interesting reading, most of which didn’t make much sense to me (I’ll have to admit shamelessly), but the picture was appealing, so I thought why not cut out the picture and write a post on it? Good idea right!

I’m never a fact & figures person (exactly what the article talks about), I thought let me take it & put a ‘Savio Spin’ to it and make it my own. [Expect nothing serious here]

Now we all know how wonderful it is to have children (rather make them). One night of passion, a whole lifetime of waiting for this one day – expectations, pleasure and the excitement… and then bam after 9 months, a New life.. a New journey and a big hole in the parents pockets for at least the next 21 years of that child’s life.

Wait! Did I say make? Make Children? Hmm. ‘Procreate’ – sounds better! As wonderful as the whole procedure is to procreation, looking at the future… and the picture above, you might want to push back ‘that moment’ a bit… this is a certainly a very very costly affair! But then on the other side – nothing is ever cheap, even in India. 

I am still in phase I, which is wishing my friends who have babies and attending their baptism parties. Babies are cute and all.. but boy! do they come at a price? 9 months in the mother’s stomach and 21 years of eating into the parent’s savings.

Kehte hain bacche paida karne ka koi sahi waqt nahi hota, jab karlo bas tabhi se tumhara bura waqt shuru ho jata hai

…nahhhh!! who are we kiddin’ 😛 

Children are the biggest blessings to parents, God’s personal gift to every married couple. I myself am a big fan of children (having taught them in schools) Of course children at school and children at home are a whole different set of people. I love children, especially little baby girls <3

If you’re interested in the facts & figures of how much it costs to raise a kid, read the Times of India today or online – Pg 15 (I read it in the Goa Edition) very interesting article. Read it, cut it out and show it to your child when he turns 21 😛😛

The Magic Number to remember is :


Yess!! The * stands for

*at current prices



I’ve never had a plan!

If someone had to ask the 15yr old me “What are your plans for the next 5 years?”

I would have replied it with a simple “I don’t know”

10 years later and at 25, somebody comes along and asks me a similar question “So what plans in life?” and my reply is “Not sure”

This year @36 if you were to ask me that question again, I am sure I will have probably the same answer for you or at least something similar… simply because I’ve never had a PLAN. I’ve never believed in having a plan. Besides knowing the spelling of the word, the word by itself really never appealed to me. I was always the kind of person that went with the flow…and still do in many ways. I guess that’s how I maintain my sanity, else I would have gone coocoo a long time back.

Yes, I know its good to set goals, have plans on how to achieve it.. work towards it etc… but don’t you think how boring it all sounds? Like seriously!? How many of us have actually stuck to plans and implemented them? Most youngsters today are so confused on what path to thread let alone have a career path/plan…

A mechanical engineering student lands up in a teaching job in a school, A qualified MBBS degree holder is nowhere even close to a hospital but is found giving tuitions to high school students, a lawyer is taking calls sitting at a call center in Navi Mumbai and A qualified Higher secondary teacher is chopping off people’s hair at a beauty salon.

So while having a plan may not be a PLAN -A- in everybody’s list in life, enjoying what you do, IS. To enjoy what you do doesn’t need planning, does it? Remember when we enjoyed ourselves when we were small, it didn’t require much of planning, but now then, of course, us being all grown up individuals, we have our set of responsibilities to ourselves and the people around us, but should it mean we stop enjoying what we do? We start to get all serious and start making plans? No! Yes, we would have certain targets in our mind of where we’re going but it’s not like we have a full-fledged plan – it’s an inclination, a sense of direction but not the destination. The destination is always somewhere far off, nowhere in sight…

I always thought if I’d write a book about myself, I would name it something on the lines of “..Work In Progress”, for life has never really given me that real grounding I needed, where I could say… Yess! I made it! or I’m almost there! On the contrary, it often gave me reality checks and plenty of pauses to reflect upon them.

I could care less where I find myself in 5 or 10 years down the line. Had I asked this question to myself 5 years ago, I’m sure I would not be able to imagine myself in the position I am today coz somewhere down the line, life interferes with the ideas we have in mind, and no matter how many plans I had made for myself 5/10 yrs ago, I would have turned out exactly the way it is supposed to be.. ‘the today me’.

A lot of us are forced to make some of our major decisions very early in life (or in some cases later) and most of the time we aren’t even sure what we want to do… and with the extra pressure from the outside forces, it doesn’t get any easier.
As I am told often (and I’m sure every son/daughter would be told at some time or the other by their parents)

Time’s running out…

and that’s probably the only time you’d think to yourself (at least for that fleeting moment) “I need a plan”

As for me, I’m still iffy on the whole plan’ thing.

The Stranger Trilogy – Novoneel Chakraborty (Book Review)


Marry me, Stranger
I’m Rivanah Bannerjee, a young and independent girl living alone in Mumbai. My parents love me, my boyfriend adores me and I have a great job. But here’s the thing -my life is in danger. Someone’s been following me around, watching my every move, trying to get control over my life. At first, I thought it was a silly prank to gain my attention. My roomie suggested he must be a secret admirer. Is he? What he doesn’t know is the police have set a trap to nab him. Soon I’ll know if its simply a lovers obsession or there is more to it. BTW, I call him Stranger.
Enough 4 me to lay my hands on the book…
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For those of you who don’t know me yet, I’m Rivanah Bannerjee, a Kolkatan trying to find her footing in Mumbai. Even though I’m currently in a relationship with a great guy, I can’t help but miss my ex-boyfriend despite knowing that he cheated on me. But that’s the least of my worries. The stranger has gone missing since the police tried to nab him unsuccessfully. Where is he? What does he want from me? Why did he come into my life in the first place? Will he ever contact me again? These and many more questions continue to torment me every day. I’m desperate for the stranger to come back to me knowing fully well that he may destroy me forever. But then that’s the sexiest thing I have ever known about someone.
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I m Rivanah Bannerjee 23 F Mumbai. Some of you might already know how my life is on a razor edge. Those of you who don t just know this I may be killed soon . . . by the Stranger. I don’t know who or what he is, a ghost a person or a figment of my imagination? All I know is he isn’t just one thing, he is sexy and scary terrific and terrifying. What I don’t understand is why a young harmless girl like me who works in a big city stays away from her parents and has a screwed-up love life would be of any interest to him. Unless there is something about my own story that I do not know. In the hotly anticipated final installment of the Stranger trilogy, Rivanah will learn the answers to her many questions What is it that binds her to the dead Hiya? Who is the Stranger? Why has he been following her all this while? leading to an intense breathtaking climax.
I began reading the book. This is what I thought after I came to the end…

780 pages, 3 novels and 3 days later after having read all three parts of the ‘Stranger Trilogy’ did I FINALLY get to know who the stranger was. The author, Novoneel Chakraborty really keeps the reader wondering who it (the stranger) could be and the mystery that surrounds her and the stranger – connections and all.

One word – Phew!

After having read his first novel ‘that kiss in the rain’ a really really long time back (which was simply wow! btw) The stranger trilogy was a whole different genre that the author ventured into. I was very skeptical about purchasing the book at first, but after having finished all the 3 parts, I’m glad I did. He has done a great job. This guy had got some serious writing talent. Great going buddy!

As anxious as Rivanah (the main character in the novel) was to find out who the stranger was, I was equally waiting to reach to ‘that page’ where the revelation would be made. It was not until I completed 780 pages (over 3 books) to eventually get there.
I’m not sure why I always end up liking the main girl lead character in any book I read, but as messed up as Rivanah’s life gets over the course of the story, I like her a little more as I kept reading. There’s really no boring part in the book, it just keeps you going as a reader to know more & more.

However that said, I did not like a couple of things, which may be the author could improve on, firstly his language skills which need improvement (better sentence construction, phrase usage etc) it was good but can definitely be better and of course the intimate scenes between characters, could be explained or written in a more passionate/erotic/sensual manner. It felt more like ‘rough sex’ than ‘passionate sex’

The plot was wonderful and so was the story flow, keeping the reader engaged after every turn of the page. There were many characters which were fitted well at different junctions in the story which was really good. Character portrayals were to the ‘T’.
I would not to be able to point out a certain kind of category who would enjoy reading this book, but for anyone who enjoys a little mystery, a little love and a good read will have a great time reading the ‘stranger trilogy’.

Not sure the titles or the book covers quite matched up to the contents of the story but well… it’s the story that matters most, covers & pictures can always change.

I’ll give it a 3.5/5 rating. Overall happy with the purchase.

I, Me & Myself

Now, we’ve got to admit that not all of us are blessed to have special people in our life who we go for movies, dates, spend time with, walks, talk on the phone etc etc etc. (Read: gf’s, bf’s, lovers, FWB etc) so we’re left with ourselves for company.
Thinking of it, it isn’t all that bad an idea too… but when you’re in a relationship with yourself for a long time…it kind of gets booorrrriiinnngg you’d think. Well not really!

Let’s see how spending time with ourselves can be the best thing ever or at least I would want to believe it is so.

NO expectations, NO demands, NO requests. You do what you feel. It’s like almost people expect to see you with another person, as if to say that an individual isn’t capable of doing stuff by himself or walking through life’s journey alone (Read: marriage) or daily activities be it shopping, going for a movie, eating at a restaurant or holidaying by yourself. Even people going for their evening walks feel the need to connect to someone via their phone while they walk.

Its like humans nowadays are incapable of being left alone, they need someone else to be there, virtually or in actual presence. [I’ve always wanted to know when girls go to the bathroom, why do they need company? It’s not like they need help with anything]



It’s not like we’re have to go through life following the pattern of entering into Noah’s ark in two’s or two by two. 

Doing things alone is fine. You want to go out and enjoy an ice-cream and you’ve got no one for company, so what? still go ahead and do it. Enjoy that ice-cream. 

When you’re by yourself, you’ll understand that the things you can do is limitless from sitting on a station platform staring at passengers to playing with your pet at home, there is so much you could do. When we’re left with ourselves, is when we get to know ourselves better & realize what we’re all about, what we like to do and stuff..and that’s how I got to know that maybe writing (or blogging) was my ‘thing’ that made me happy along with other stuff. 

Travelling by yourself, could be a whole lot of fun.. and especially when it comes with certain un-expectations of doing something by yourself and meeting people you’ve never met before. You make yourself open to a new adventure.. Developing travel friends, have those heart-to-heart conversation with somebody you connect to, teach, learn, discover and to top it all.. do it all your way, with nobody guiding you every step. You are solely responsible for yourself and you learn new things along the way. Get lost and find yourself, create road maps of your own.. life’s all about discovery.

book n movieWhen by yourself, choose a book over a movie – ALWAYS! Let your imaginations run wild. Its all up to you.. unlike a movie where everything is shown to you and you just watch, with a book you can do so much more. You create everything on your own from what the character looks like to where the scene is happening and what the surroundings look like. Being with yourself (your imagination) takes you to places no 2nd person can ever take you… 

That said, blogging works in the same way too.. you can come up with something totally un-expected in a character, story line and make take people to places and situations they would love to find themselves in.. that’s the magic of what writing or reading can do.

…and of course spending time with yourself doesn’t mean using the gadgets that are available to waste your time with (smart phones being the biggest evil here) If you look around the house, they’ll be plenty of stuff to do and if there’s still nothing you can find, try out a new dish, wash your car/bike or simply run up/down the stairs ringing the bells of all the flats on the way, now that sounds fun, doesn’t it? 😂😂 Try it out sometime.

Spending some time with yourself is a good idea, besides there is a certain amount of human interaction one person can take in a lifetime 😛

Unexplainable dreams

Have you ever had dreams which seem really weird? ..in a sense that, when you wake up next morning and you try and evaluate the dream, you can make no sense of it.
The past few days I’ve had dreams of:

(a) 15 years of memory erased, the Year 2000 – the Year 2015 – gone! just like that! I wake up one morning and everything’s different yet I don’t seem perturbed at all, though I do find a letter in my hand

(b) Riding a kinetic bike in the college corridors (the fact of which is I neither know how to ride a bike nor would I do an audacious think like that – EVER! – and Kinetic bike! seriously how old is that bike?)

(c) Walking through a narrow road alone amidst old houses, which after a while leads to a secret beach with only a few select people are seen swimming in. I am known to everybody there. It’s my getaway place. I always seem to go there.

(c) The most recent one being that its the last day on earth and we’ve just received the news and there’s chaos everywhere… I am waking around smiling.

The above dreams do seem like really good blog posts if I choose to publish the remaining part of the dream, which of course remained incomplete… but what appealed to me more, what if these events were to actually happen to me in the ‘real life’ – at least the first and the last one

Many people do not remember their dreams, but I do… and that too in the finest of details. Sometimes, I wonder whether it’s actually a dream or I’m just imagining stuff in my mind!? Either way… at least my mind is getting the sleep that it needs to reach the level of being able to get into dreamland.

I don’t think dreams ever come true! Trust me, if it did… my life would not have been the one I am living today!

Pretty Secrets

logo  A jazzy name for a Lingerie store, I’d say. A venture run by a friend of mine and her sister together, the store deals with all women’s (if I may add fancy) innerwear. She, of course, invited all her friends and near and dear ones to visit..and why not, if each one of them could pick up even one item, the sisters would be more than happy. We all know how competitive female clothing rates can be nowadays.


2 months had passed when I visited the store, a couple of days back, when I happened to be passing by to go elsewhere, on returning back the same way, I decided to go in, unsure if was a good idea but finally gathered the courage to enter. Why courage you’d think? What courage would I need to enter a store? For starts, this wasn’t ANY store, this was a lingerie store, for women. I’ve never really entered into a store like that before, until that day of course and besides even if I did enter one before, I wouldn’t know what to do in one.

This is what you see from the outside if you visit today (minus the balloons of course)



Impressive! Definitely a lot of Pink.


Now let me tell you about Pretty Secrets, when a guy enters into a store like that… it suddenly feels like 3D in there, everything is right there staring at your face, whichever direction you look in – its there!



The view from the back


Now in normal circumstances, I would be really amused (I was, I really was…dazed to say the least) by the different colors, designs, shapes etc (as guys always are – guys go by sight) but I maintained a straight face well almost a straight face looking straight into the eyes of my friend while talking to her, looking nowhere else. Well, there was a fleeting moment when I was trying to recollect something and I shifted my gaze from her eyes to well…… a bulb on the wall.

As normal as any store owner would ask a potential customer who enters the store

“Why don’t you buy something for your girlfriend?”

Yeah right! I said to myself. I smiled (I think I did) technically I would have to have a girlfriend to buy something for her and besides nowadays gals like to buy their own stuff, at least when it comes to innerwear and besides it gets a little tough when it comes to sizes, you really can’t simply ask your girlfriend

“What’s your size honey?” that’s pretty rude…

and it’s not like the sizes nowadays come in numbers. Its all in X XL & XXL and cups which I understand very little about, so it’s basically Greek to me.

I never quite knew that women dress up so exotically from the inside too, I mean it’s all getting covered and no one actually sees the good stuff but then I could be wrong. Its more a mind thing I guess, girls dress to feel sexy if I am to believe. Talk of being spoilt for choice at Pretty secrets. The store owners (the 2 sisters) are pretty jazzy themselves.

I promised I’ll visit again, hopefully next time with company. What next? Maybe a beauty parlor? When is a friend of mine going to open a beauty parlor of her own?

Pretty secrets isn’t a secret anymore. The secret is out.

Step in for a change and come out feeling pretty from the inside. It’s a secret! 

P.S: I have not been paid for this advertisement.



Indian Authors & Novel names

You’re browsing through Flipkart to buy some novels to read… and you come across novel names like these below: 

‘You’re the password to my life’  – Oh really!?
‘Someone to love’  – okay! if you say so…
‘Never kiss your best friend’  – I will..who are you to tell me?
‘Let the reason be love’  – isn’t the reason always love?
‘It’s not right but its okay’  – this made me 😂😂😂 
‘Our story ends here’  – is that why the author wrote the novel? 😀
‘I still think about you’  – and the book is in remembrance of that!!
‘Story begins: With Pure Love’  – is Love adulterated too?
‘Half-baked Love Story’  – I prefer a fully baked one 😛
‘You never know’  – what do I not know???
‘Love can only be on Paper’  – I thought love was in the air too! or is that only in February?

…and many more ridiculous titles of books and you wonder WTF!! What am I to expect in terms of a story from this kind of a titled-novel? Then you go and read some of the reviews of people who’ve already read the book have written – and that confuses you all the more! Good-not good-should I but-not buy?

Love being the most popular genre of authors around India… everyone thinks they have a love story to write! Well in India…Love sells, sex sells…and love stories – do very well.

How is then one supposed to find a really good book? The synopsis of the book gives a fair indication of what to expect but then again.. sometimes a good cover or an attractive title can be deceiving too.

I’ve finally narrowed down to three books after looking up at least a 100 of them

1. When Opposites Meet – Sachin Garg (He does write very well, I’ve read 3/4 of his previous novels and they have not disappointed at all)
2. It’s All In The Planets – Preeti Shenoy (With Preeti Shenoy one can ALWAYS expect class) and
3. One Indian Girl – Chetan Bhagat (I did want to read this one when it was first out. I do like the story plot or at least of what it says at the back of the book)

Rs. 323/- INR for the above three books. Not bad at all.

Have any of you read the above three books? Do let me know if they’re any good or you know of any better ones I could order before I press the PLACE ORDER link.