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G- Greetings -A TO Z COUNTDOWN



Every time when people ask “Hey, how are you“? or “How is life?” or “How is everything?”,I give an answer stating that “I’m doing great and awesome.”.I personally think that telling others exactly how we feel at that moment is not a right thing.We might not be doing great, but actually frustrated and feel like slapping someone.By telling others that we are doing good, might really make us feel good and that does generate positive vibes and creates a positive aura for ourselves as well the other person.



When I asked a random person this question , he answered me “Am living the dream”. This guy had an auto insurance stall set up in the Walmart stores. He works for one of the major insurance brokers and literally has daily targets to meet. If this guy doesn’t meet his target for the next few days, he is fired.His job is very difficult convincing the prospective customers to buy the product.Unfortunately, many people turn down his offers.Either because they already have an auto insurance with somebody else or with this company or they are not too keen to listen or look at his face.Poor chap, he has to smile, even when he has a bad day.Else, the slight prospect that he might get also fades away.




I have seen many people including my close acquaintances, telling others that they are not doing OK or just OK, despite having good things on their plate.I see these people as “bugs in the society”. Like many people say, an emotion is contagious.If people around us start saying that they are not doing good or not OK even when their life gives the best what they deserve, they pollute others’ mind.These people don’t get satisfied and they want better things in life. When they get to that better stage, they want something else. This situation puffs me out when my acquaintances keep brooding about things that they don’t have rather than what they already have.I’m aware of the fact that, when people want more and more, they fall into the Maslow’s hierarchy of needs. This is good for the self, family and economy.That is how people grow in life in terms of wealth.But, I feel that if a person wants to grow, they first need to have a mental stability and feel great about themselves and move forward towards the target.




I don’t mean that a person should fake their feelings every time and pretend to be happy when they are not.What I meant was confessing their feelings to someone they trust or getting rid of negativity by taking up something like a job or hobby or anything that keeps their mind occupied is necessary.I have seen another person in my life. She has a well-settled life except for her nagging husband, she is always in that “off- mode” and if anyone talks to her they also start feeling sad and think about all bad things in their life. I say she is like a dementor in Harry Potter . When I talk to her, she spreads all the negativity and I start feeling sad for this short life and start feeling pity about myself. Yes, do not be anyone’s dementor .So, at that juncture,  I shout “Expecto Patronum” within myself before I get kissed by her.I either disconnect her call or don’t attend hers. Guess who ?


'I tried to warn him - garbage in, garbage out.''In general, do the right thing.'

A friend of mine feels that my opinion is incorrect.She says that we need to tell people exactly how we feel at that moment even if the person is a stranger.I don’t agree with her approach. This is because, I worked as a team manager and know exactly what happens when we “Garbage In, Garbage Out”. The recipient of our garbage might not responsible for our garbage. So, making his day bad just because somebody made our day bad, doesn’t make sense to me. And moreover makes the work environment portentous.


funny-dilbert-believe-karma-comic-pics       happy

In short, I say be happy and spread happiness. What  goes around, comes back around.Next time, when someone greets,I’m going to say “AM DOING GGREAAATT”.

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F-Friends in THIS f***** life – A to Z countdown

People talk about the afterlife, rebirth, reincarnation and other things like friends,soul mates, etc from the previous birth. I’m not sure whether all this is fact or fiction.And I’m a no qualified person to criticize or comment. However, I can talk about friends and other relationships in this birth that am very much present and living into. Last week, after a long weekend and few traumatic shocks from the present life family, I wanted to write about friends and what are the different roles they have played or are playing or would play in my life. Thanks to them for making me come back and blog.Had they not rejuvenated me, I would have been one of the saddest soul of the week.

Playmates as friends:

'My imaginary playmate can whip your imaginary playmate!'

When I was a kid, my playmates usually the neighbor kids used to be my friends.We used to break every possible thing kept in the common area of the apartment, pour water everywhere and play with the sand.The worst thing what we used to do was, play Cricket in the terrace and some Tom’s, Dick’s or Harry’s head used to get hurt if they were passing near our apartment.Childhood was all the fun when we didn’t know what was good or bad and what should be done or not.We used to bully the younger kids and make them do all the work such getting sand for us down the corner of the street or fetching water in a bottle.

School mates as friends:



The next comes the school kids. A school is a place where a person’s most of the childhood is spent.I studied in a school where they had classes from the Kindergarten  up to Class -12.So, I had spent 14 years of my life with the same kids .We all grew up together and known each other’s families such that we used to have holidays and nights spent at the friend’s place.We used to take bikes to school and while getting back home, ride very slowly on the road and stop at every possible place just to gossip and have a get together after the school hours. People at home used to think I was lost or somebody kidnapped me on the way since I never used to go home on time.Who can forget those golden days of life?

College mates as friends:


Not everyone gets to attend the same college from school. Each one of us had different interests and ended up majoring in different subjects not correlated to each other.College was a different environment  where we had different friends and all of us crossed “sweet -`16” . Definitely, we all had crushes and those days were like dressing up just for our crushes and all the makeup on.We did not have dress code unlike school and all the fun plays. Though I had crushes, I remained single and was a type of nerd.

Colleagues as friends:


Here came the next stage of life when few of my colleagues in the team became friends. We used to discuss job opportunities outside, getting out for friendly lunches, discussing investments and what are the expectations of a partner in personal life. Of course, we don’t talk much about personal life, since few of them closer as friends we used to take or give advice’s to each other, visit their family and invite home for a get-together. I had another circle of female colleagues with whom I used to talk about my crushes.Unfortunately, my crushes were beyond all these circles and I did not befriend my crushes for the basic fact that the purpose of having crushes will fade away. I regret all that, had I befriended one of my crushes, I might have had chances to end of with him tying a knot. Okay, no regrets, I’m going with the flow now.

Friends from acquaintances, clubs and common classes:

'Hey! I don't know you do I? I never met you before!'

I made friends through acquaintances, health clubs and other places where I visited my music classes, etc.Some of them have gotten close and still we manage to stay in touch over the phone or facebook.

Now, I’m going to write about what role my friends played.

Friends as sisters:


Mostly the girlfriends played a role of sisters.They give advice about fashion, guys, family, relationships and every advice under the sun. Whether I listen to them or not is another question altogether.

Friend as a healer:


Whenever there is a family situation or when I get f **** up into something unusual, I run into one friend of mine who is ready to advise even at 2 am. Because of time zone difference, I don’t run into her often.She being 10000 miles away, I give her a call and she advises me. Thanks to her, she made me get back to the flow this week..

Friend as a chef:


There is a friend of mine, who advises me on the recipes and gets me try .I try and send a picture on WhatsApp , providing my reviews.

Virtual friends:


All my real friends have become virtual and telephony friends. Changes in the relationship statuses and jobs have made everyone move away from each other and thanks to the technology at least we get to stay in touch with friends and family.

Here ends my small post.



blogging · countdown · life · travel · vacation

E-Europe Trip 2012- A to Z Countdown

This is my E-week. I wanted to write about Europe holiday. I actually happened to visit Europe on a tourist visa way back in 2012. How did I get reminded of this suddenly?When Facebook showed memories 4 years ago that was the time I got reminded of everything under about Europe.Let me tell you my Europe experience and how did I feel about this continent.

Way back in 2012, I wasn’t sitting so idle like how I’m now. I was assigned to one of the most revenue generating projects of my firm and I had given a commitment to not taking any long leaves for the period of 1 year from the date of joining that project.Apparently,I had to visit Switzerland because my husband was assigned temporarily there.Since the nature of assignment was temporary, I could neither resign my job nor I could afford to go on long leave. I wanted to apply for a 20-30 day vacation leave. I received a response of a big “NO” from my company for the obvious reasons mentioned above.My manager asked me to get my client’s permission if she was OK to let me go.She did not approve of leave longer than 10 days. 10 days is very short considering my husband was living there for 6 months and no one would want to miss a lifetime opportunity of visiting Europe. I had a mortgage so I couldn’t afford to resign my job as well. So there it went, I applied for a leave of 10 working days.I was sad for the duration and happy because it is Europe and Switzerland in particular. Those damn tourist agency gave me visa just for 11 days including the day of travel. Poof, I was vexed enough.Excited about the trip I had planned the itinerary for next 10 days in the European heaven.

My husband booked an Emirates flight from me right from India to Geneva via Dubai.There was only one ticket available and unfortunately ,there was a layover of 10 hours in Dubai. That was my first international trip alone and I was little scared in Dubai airport.Emirates was kind enough to provide a food coupon for the layover but who feels like eating when you are scared and with so much of lay over you do lose the appetite.I was little skeptical to talk to anyone in the airport or even smile at people. I was only afraid of anybody or everybody.Silently I prayed for the time to pass quickly.Meanwhile grabbed the 50 shades of Gray book and was lost in thoughts with Mr. Christian Gray at least for 7 hours at a stretch almost completing the entire book.I didn’t know that the airport gate changes so often and considering the size of Dubai airport I had to walk all the way looking like a lost kid and searching for the new gate.Alas, I found a barista called Costa Coffee and even to this date whenever I fly via Dubai, I make an attempt to have a cappuccino at the Costa Coffee that really tastes yum and have not tasted such a thing elsewhere.After grabbing few copies of the daily newspaper, I rushed in to board the plane and my zone was last to board .Luckily, there was no one seated next to me in the economy class and I could stretch my legs and sleep.

Day 1 :Short promenade in Geneva


When I landed in Geneva, I was so happy to talk in French as I could strike some basic French conversation.Finally, this language was put to use. Once, the immigration check got over, I had to collect the luggage and wait for my husband to pick me up. He was like, Geneva is a very small city and could walk and go to the apartment where he lived.Since I took a huge bag, we boarded bus no. 10 in Geneva from the airport and got down in next 2 stops.I couldn’t forget how beautiful the city looked and the apartment being pretty old, I had a vintage feeling. My husband had cooked lunch and after resting for few hours, we went out for a walk.We couldn’t find a single soul outside. We stopped by a cafe for swiss chocolate and he took me to visit CERN. Hurray, I was excited. I remember reading about CERN in the book “Angels and Demons” and there it was.

Day 2 :Italy – Rome


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I hardly could sleep for few hours and had to get ready and scoot off to the airport.We were off to Rome. OMG!! Another scenic beauty from Angels and Demons. We boarded an Easy Jet flight.I really couldn’t imagine how less expensive the flight tickets were flying from one country to another in Europe. We got down at the Leonardo da Vinci–Fiumicino Airport .Another amazing name that swept my feet.We had the best croissant and coffee at the airport terminal for just 4 euros for both of us. Another surprise with the price. We took a direct bus to the Rome City Centre and got down at Piazza dei Cinquecento.With my average French ,made up Italian with a cocktail of English, we managed to buy the daily pass for 2 days of stay there from a kiosk .We checked in to Hotel Augustea at Via Nazionale and started roaming the streets. It was a pretty humid day and my husband started getting hunger cramps. He was desperate to find an Indian restaurant and we visited Maharajah restaurant at Via dei Serpenti and had a sumptuous meal.We went back to the hotel, took rest for 2 hours.Later that evening, we visited Villa Borghese gardens and The Trevi fountain.We didn’t have time to visit Piazza del Popolo that was part of my original itinerary.It was already late and we grabbed chips, sprite, few cookies and went back to the hotel.The room seemed to be little creepy with very old furniture and broken walls.

Day 3 :Italy – Rome & Vatican City




Followed by an excellent European breakfast ,we set out our tour to Piazza del Popolo, Spanish Steps, visited St. Peter’s Basilica and Sistine Chapel in the Vatican city.What a wonderful experience, I felt I was actually in the heaven and didn’t feel like going back to work amidst the humidity.The architecture of the building made us forget this world.Indeed, Rome is a city of love was very well proved.We had an adventurous trip to and from Vatican. A cop caught us when we sneaked into the bus without swiping the metro card and while returning I dropped my goggles when my hubby picked it up from the road , the bus driver stopped from him getting hit on the wheel.Oh my gosh, it was a horrifying experience right outside that tunnel road(picture displayed above).We finally took a bus and had lunch in another Indian restaurant called Sitar ristorante at Via Cavour.What did we miss? Yes, the Colosseum. We finally went there around 3 PM .To our amazement, there were so many tourists lined up.We tried waiting in the queue but in vain. So took a picture outside and left to the hotel.We took few hours of rest and then started venturing out in and around Rome Centre Termini.The next day, we had to board the flight back to Geneva. I had wonderful gelatin on the streets.We took a lot of pictures and captured every damn thing.That night we went shopping on the streets of Rome.I got few glass accessories to wear and my husband got very beautiful Italian ties for just 2 euros each.We didn’t stay there for a long time on the streets because the hawkers were drunk and they started abusing each other.We felt it wasn’t safe anymore that night on the streets and back to the hotel.

Day 4:Italy – Rome & Back to Geneva

This morning we flew back to Geneva and stayed home. Watched a movie online, cooked lunch and packed the bags for the Swiss tour.We went for a walk, had a lot of chocolates and it was a fun day.How I wished, we could go back in time and made our life better.

Day 5: Train trip in and around Swiss – Geneva to Engelberg  to Mt.Titlis





That morning, we boarded a tram outside the apartment complex and got down at Cornavin station.We had to interchange several trains – Cornavin – Lausanne-Bern-Lucerne-Engelberg. Engelberg reminded of the Bollywood movie DDLJ. What a sight it was.Every moment is registered so well in my brain.I want to jot down before the memories fade away.If we had to go on top of Mt.Titlis, Engelberg was the stop.First time in my life, took a cable car and went on top of Mt.Titlis.That elevation experience increased the pulse rate.First time in my life, I touched the real snow and found cut outs of Shahrukh Khan and Kajal on the Titlis. The round trip back to the bottom of the mountain took us roughly 4 hours.We grabbed some Indian snack for lunch.After taking rest for about 30 mins, we started our trip towards Interlaken. That was our next stop. I saw a guy wearing a green stone nose stud for the first time. He showed us the way to the hotel – Harder Minerva.That night we had a tub full of ice cream for dinner.

Day 6: Interlaken to Zermatt

After having breakfast and checking out of the hotel, we went for site seeing in and around Interlaken. Interlaken has mixed weather having situated between the mountain Bernese Oberland and surrounded by  Lake Thun and Lake Brienz. We took a pretty long stroll and had lunch at India Village ,Brienzstrasse, Interlaken. The travel bag broke, so after our lunch, we boarded a bus, left the luggage in the safety locker and set our journey in the Lake Brienz on a steamer for more than 2 hours. The water ride was peaceful and made the soul forget this earth.That evening, we had some beverages and alighted a train to Zermatt. Zermatt is a mountain resort and known for the Glacier express rides.We stayed in the annex building of the Hotel Antica(The small building in the last picture). We went for a walk in the evening to take plenty of pictures and have some dinner. As usual, I had a very big chocolate ice cream that was 4 euros .We also found a burial ground that was meant for people that fell off from the cliffs and they were resting in peace there.Zermatt also had beautiful freshwater lake that was created by melting snow mountain Matterhorn. My husband did some shopping while I watched the beautiful place in this earth.That was the first time I watched Jolie’s Tomb Raider movie and that too in French.

Day 7: Zermatt – Chur-Davis- St.Moritz


The authentic french breakfast with a french coffee and welcoming staff.The entire place wooed us to the core.We had to rush to get into the long ride of glacier express.Glacier express took us across the Swiss Alps.The slow train and the scenic beauty of the alps made us forget time and we literally fell asleep.Not because we were bored, but the train was super slow that was like a lullaby and freaking tired .We were literally starving since no food was served on the train and we had to wait for St.Moritz to arrive.Time tested our patience. Alas, got down.We stayed at Hotel Stille in St.Moritz where we could find any other customer staying there. It was like only both of us in the entire hotel with no lights.That receptionist fixed a bulb after requesting many times. I wanted to go for a walk for sightseeing and grab something to eat. We had some coffee and found that there were many cars than the souls that lived. The houses around the hotel looked empty. Did we just wake up after watching a horror movie?I’m not too sure whether we were at the wrong time there.Thankfully we found few guys cycling on the road. There was not much sight seeing since all the places looked almost similar in Swiss.

Day 7:  St.Moritz-Chur- Zurich-Geneva


Followed by German breakfast,St.Moritz was more German than French.We took a train from there and reached Zurich around afternoon via Chur. This train ride lasted roughly for about 3 hrs 35 mins.This train ride changed certain my perspectives towards certain things.Knitting is not for losers, anybody can knit.Did I get interested in knitting?From the corner of my eye, I found a tourist reading the book-Eat, pray and love by Elizabeth Gilbert. As soon as I reached India, I placed an order for this book.We landed in Zurich and had 2 hours to catch the next direct train to Geneva airport..So, my idea was let’s roam in and around the train station so that we don’t miss the train as well as get to spend time in Zurich.I visited this art gallery “Starkart Gallery best place for Urban Art Exhibitions in Zürich” , grabbed some coffee and went back to the station.Meanwhile clicked many Zurich pictures.The city was crowded with traffic.We finally got the Geneva train.That was the first time I saw a double decker train and we got into the upper deck.Got back home finally after 4 hours and shopping few groceries.We just had some time in hand after getting back, so we went for another stroll in the park.

Day 8:  Geneva shopping


We visited the shopping mall – Balexert and as usual, I grabbed few dark chocolates.Did some window shopping. Took a tram and went to the last stop. We got back home after it started drizzling.

Day 9-10: Geneva -Dubai-Hyderabad

I cooked mixed veg.curry for rice.Finally had to leave Europe.The time came for goodbyes and tears.Got back to Hyderabad, India and started the routine(work).


Overall had a wonderful experience.Thanks to this A to Z countdown blog that made me remember everything.


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D -Day – Madras Day – A to Z Countdown

Since last week, I have been wondering what I should write about the letter D as part of my A to Z countdown project. I came up with several options like “Daring or not ?”, “Dear Daughter & Daughter-in-law”,”Dollhouse”,”Dance styles of India” and few more. But when I started writing, automatically the words changed and so the title. I was born in southern part of India in a place called Madras later renamed as Chennai.Today, this city has been celebrating 375th birthday and I was like, “Okay, let me write about Madras today”.What is good , bad,emotional,nostalgic and frustrating about this place from my own experience and not from the Google or Wikipedia. And as I was ,raised in that city and lived continuously for 27 years, I’m very much qualified to give my comments.


What I love about this city ?

1. Of course, I was born here and nothing more nostalgic and emotional about the way one feels about the birth place

2. The Beaches:
Stitched Panorama
Who hates beaches? This city lies on the southeast coast of India , has a sea port and is home to many sea animals. During my childhood, the beach was the only place I visited during the weekends apart from going to the restaurants. Madras has the second longest beach in the world and the first most memorable place I was ever taken to. Right from spending the time with my parents, childhood friends ,”from-the-heart” discussions with the BFFs to losing 10 pounds of weight after only jogging on the beach(and cutting down the junk food).Beach has given me more memories and whenever the waves hit me on the feet they answered all my questions.I regret that I should have asked more questions.It goes without saying that when I visited the Aloha state last month, the Waikiki beach answered the riddle of my life.I will write the answer in another post.
3.The Land of temples and architecture
Thanks to the kings and other rulers that built beautiful temples and crafted the entire city with excellent architecture.But for the government and other slight damages, the architecture of the temples are sure to be cherished. They are so beautiful and unique. So whenever I felt sad or lonely, I used to visit these temples not only for admiring the architecture but also to get some divine blessings.
4. Music:
Music has been always the heart and soul of this city.But the classical Carnatic music is the legend here. Every child born in this city is bound to learn music (may not become experts) but yes, I too learned Carnatic music and few musical instruments.As a remembrance of my music classes, I have a tattoo inspired by music.Such is the love of music and the city.
5. Filter coffee: 
Madras is known for its traditional filter coffee made from the ground coffee seeds, hot water, and fresh milk.This filter coffee and “The Hindu” newspaper every morning had been the tradition here for ages.Of course, the paper has degraded because of corrupt practices, but the filter coffee remains and so the combination.Whenever I visit home, I grab a hard copy of this newspaper and have a cup of coffee while enjoying early morning breeze on the balcony.
Not to mention, the classical dance play a lot more prominence in Madras. Even I was a jack here but couldn’t be in the race as I was more towards the nerd’s side rather than the arts.I love watching the dance and the way the dancers look when they perform. The costume and the makeup are too good .
I’m more of a breakfast fan of Madras rather than the other meals. I feel the breakfast here doesn’t taste as yummier than elsewhere in this planet.I’m not trying to exaggerate but this is what my palette said.The breakfast is usually made from the ingredients like rice flour, lentils,coconut,oil,etc.They are called idly, dosa, medu vadai, and the side dishes being sambar and chutney varieties .Usually, the breakfast starts and ends with the filter coffee.
8.Not many caste crooks:
Many people are aware of the fact that India is divided based on the reservation- caste, creed, language, etc.What I love about this city is unlike few other cities in India that is so much into the caste. And the funny thing is in those cities they love their film stars or sports people or politicians only when they belong to their caste.I have not seen such stupidity here.People adore talent and not caste.All the religions are equally treated and practised too.
9. Public transport:
Public transport is available everywhere and anywhere in the city.The public buses and the
local trains ply to and from almost every corner of the city and the suburbs at a reasonable
price. I could survive in this city without owning a vehicle for all my 27 years of my existence there.
When the city was in crisis due to floods last year and the government had no show in their duties, the people of Chennai and the neighbouring cities came forward and helped the fellow Chennaites. They say do not underestimate the power of a common man in democracy and it holds true.Man-man help was rendered when no one came forward.This kind of help happened even when I wanted 12 years ago. I was thankful to all my colleagues and friends who came forward and helped me when I was in crisis then.
What I hate about this city ?
If I love something does not mean that I blindly love, I do love holistically accepting the faults and take them along with love.Here is my small list.
1. Cleanliness: This city is the most dirtiest city ever visited. The municipal corporation workers are made to over work, thus losing their efficiency meanwhile the citizens not
cooperating to this ideal.We were just taught in school about cleanliness is next to Godliness but no one acts.No action has been taken in spite of rising series of complaints.
2.Bad roads:The roads are very narrow and prone to many accidents. The roads have dents and the man holes are not closed appropriately.Absolutely zero road maintenance with an addition of pavement trash. Can I blame the government or the democracy here?This makes the traffic condition, even more worse .The working population has more of a road-life balance than personal-life balance after work.

3.Inflation: Living in this city is expensive for the quality they provide.Artificially the land values had been inflated in the last 20 years thus making this city not affordable to many and the manufacturing units have been moved out due to non-friendly tax levies.

4. Groups: I was born and raised there ,I speak the Tamil Language like my native language and I’m so fluent.Despite all this, people do not accept me as a Chennaite that much since my mother tongue is Telugu.Telugu belongs to the states Andhra and Telangana .I have been treated like an outsider many times.This is not my personal comment, many others faced these issues too. If you want to be part of those groups my suggestion is “Never expand your last name.” That was the mistake I made for the alienation. The last names reveal so much about the mother tongue.

In a nutshell, these hate points had never outperformed the good points of this city.Thus making Chennai my favorite cities I have ever lived.

agile · non-fiction · review

PMI-ACP® Exam Prep, Premier Edition – Mike Griffiths

Why another Agile book? Because I would like to get a better perspective of Agile.
Why Agile ?Because I know Agile is used commonly nowadays and need to understand best practices.
Why Best Practices? Because best practices in terms of tools & technologies and knowledge & skills need to be known from the best Agile coach.
Why best Agile Coach? Because best agile coach brings out the best in us be it in person, virtually or by reading their material.
Why reading their material? Because Mike Griffiths is the best.

This is how, Mike Griffiths had explained the concept of five-whys , one of the tools & techniques used to find out the root -cause of some problem.The approaches in this book seem to be practical and way better than so much material available online and in this planet .As a person interested in becoming “Agile”, I feel this book saves lot of time in going through stuff and every concept is self-explanatory.I felt as if Mike Griffiths was teaching in person when I was reading the book.The book is categorized in terms of the 6 domains of Agile methodology and each methodology has the respective tools & technologies and knowledge & skills apart from the Agile manifesto and principles.Practical questions are given at the end of each chapter along with the answers that have a clear explanation as to the reason behind the solution.He had also provided, the tips & tricks after certain topics that highlight the importance of how the topic appears in the exam.This also contains the exam tips and what a person should focus and should not be focused. As mentioned elsewhere, this book does not only serve the purpose of just getting certified but also serve as a guide for an Agile practitioner.

I had given an obvious rating of 5/5 because this book had been the best project management book that I ever read.

blogging · chocolate · countdown · life

C- Chocolate – A to Z Countdown

Everybody under the sun and of course nothing goes without having exceptions do love the pulp of Theobroma cacao seeds in different forms,shapes and colors. Wondering what? This is the taxonomic classification of the cocoa tree and none other than chocolate.As part of this weeks C Countdown, I have chosen this topic – Chocolate. These are the few forms or reasons for my Chocolate I love.

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Chocolate in its crude form that was known to me was always the chocolate bar.Bars have created a total affection with the palette and tongue. Of course, this came from the British when they invaded India. Cadbury’s dairy milk and the bar used to be synonyms when I was a child.Whenever I have a bite,I feel like flying to the Heaven.

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For me,the first drinking chocolate had been Cadbury’s again.But Hershey’s is yummier.Even after three decades of my existence on this planet, I love drinking the chocolate in both hot and cold modes.Thanks to Hershey’s for their wonderful recipes. It is worth trying.

Chocolate Ice cream:   78

Who would say no to this nectar of life?Ice cream or gelato or frozen yogurt or pastry or croissant in any chocolate form definitely gets connected to the heart and love.My dad was the one that got me used to this ice cream flavor and my mom built that in my heart.

Chocolate colored lipstick5ba96e_dd4e7d9c1bb64b3c8860559f8141e566

This color lipstick does enhance the sexiness of a woman.This dark lip color makes the face appear brighter.

Chocolate wax:    gigiwax

Every woman gets more confident after the waxing appointment. Chocolate is my choice.

Chocolat – Movie:    jonnydeppchocolatmovie

Watching this movie and Johnny Depp is a treat. I call this movie an ode to love and not just for the sake of entertainment.

La Femme chocolatA french song :

I love the lyrics of this song. I’m like this cartoon and feel like gaining weight after I think about the chocolate.

Chocolate cure :   woman-eating-chocolate

Finally chocolate cures sickness, PMS, depression, fear of failure and every damn negative thing in life. That’s what I believe.