30 Sept 2015


Busy life! No time! Zero fun! Ah.. All that’s rubbish. The technology of this era guides us to manage time very well and makes sure that we get a right dosage of entertainment in our daily lives. Technology and Entertainment have made a pact that they will go hand in hand such that the people of the world will cherish their innovation with loads of fun.

During my childhood days when my parents bought the first TV for us, me and my brother used to fight to get our TV time. Having only 9 buttons in that EC TV, we had to tune it manually every other time to get to watch our favorite channels, that too with a ‘leg’ fight.

After 10 years, we bought a new Panasonic TV with a Remote. Wow! We can switch channels by sitting in our sofa. We were happy at first but that too didn't last long. 'Give me my remote!', my brother demanded.  'From when did the remote become solely yours? huh' I hit him and so he lunges towards me grabbing my hair and got the remote control in hand. Even if I had to hand him over the remote, I DEMAND A TRIAL BY COMBAT!

With cable TV becoming popular those days, we started getting to watch more programs. So, obviously our favorite show list also became long. Then the scenario at home changed. Not only me and my brothers, but also my mom and granny joined the league. Then it was like, the one who has the remote in hand has the ultimate power. And others have to sit bored and wait for their turn. That too with a time limit. Shucks! How I wished we all had a separate TV. But that was too much to ask. A rare luxury!

Luxury? No wait… The scene then changed to SONY LCD TV and set top box. There came a way where we can record and re-play our favorite program whenever we need. That was a recent solution and that’s not helping much too. Because I still needed a TV to watch. Well, if only my wishes come true...

One fine day, Tata Sky (India’s leading DTH provider) introduces Tata Sky+ Transfer, a ticket to unlimited entertainment that is transferable. Now TV is not going to be the only device and the living room is not going to be the only place you watch your favorite shows/movies. Entertainment goes mobile, without the hassle of internet speed and without any compromise to the quality. Tata Sky has evolved in a groundbreaking manner!

Watch → Record & Play → Mobile TV App → Record. Transfer. Carry.

It looks to the naked eyes as a sleek and shiny electronic device with a curvy remote, but truly it’s a package of - ‘entertainment equipped by the best technology or technology loaded with the best entertainment’. Both sounds equally fair.

Anywhere, Anytime is trending in every field. Tata Sky+ Transfer brings this to our daily life and by all means gives everyone a world class experience. I have to be honest with how it touches our daily lives - It is a piece of tech-a-tainment.

Let's see what changed after...

Ladies first! My Granny and My Mom loves daily soaps. Especially, watching ‘Yeh Hai Mohabbatein’ on STAR PLUS is their daily ritual. But at the cost of my bro missing his ‘Let’s Football’ and ‘Barclays Premier League’ on STAR SPORTS. The LIVE Stream option of Tata Sky+ Transfer comes to the rescue. The ladies watch their daily soap after it gets recorded but no need to wait for the transfer, it just streams live to their iPad as they do their chores. And my bro gets to watch his sports action on the big screen simultaneously.

My 6 yr old niece is mad about the ‘MAD’ show on POGO. And it’s difficult to move her away from the TV because she gets mad if she misses a scene/tip. My Dad is the only person who watches vintage movies in SUN LIFE and ZEE CINEMA. The clash between a 6 yr old and a 60 yr old itself becomes a reality show. Now like a candy for the kid - the REWIND FORWARD PAUSE feature on the recorded content lets the little one crafts the art to perfection. And an easy chair for the old man - the VOD service helps my Dad watch movies like ‘PAASA MALAR’ and ‘SANGAM’ in his Android Phone at his comfort. Tata Sky+ Transfer makes it win win for everyone.

And finally the real misfits fixed. Me and my cousin. I’m a ‘Game Of Thrones’ girl, he is a ‘The Big Bang Theory’ guy. I like ‘Action Thrillers’, he likes ‘Animated’ movies. It’s always a big time battle between us to watch what we want and not let watch what the other wants. :P

Tata Sky+ Transfer made us sign a peace treaty. With it’s HD Recording feature and 500 GB Hard Disk, we let the TV and Remote undamaged. We record, transfer and carry our favorite shows and movies wherever we go and watch whenever we want. Now he takes his ‘MythBusters’ to his garage and I take my ‘MasterChef’ recipes to my kitchen. Ah, life is so peaceful. Thanks to #TATASkyTransfer.

All in all, Tata Sky+ Transfer has opened up a new dimension of mobile entertainment for the entire family. End of the day the TV Remote was lying next to the Tata Sky+ Transfer as if they were making a conversation. It felt like a new romance.

You can get your own Tata Sky+ Transfer here.

Pic n Video Courtesy : TATASkyTransfer
Comic strip developed using Pixton and Bitstrip.

22 Sept 2015

#IAm16ICanRape ~ Book Review

Kirtida Gautam’s #IAm16ICanRape, is the latest of my read. When I started reading, I knew this will pique my interest but little did I know this book would be impactful.

#IAm16ICanRape - To be honest, the title first gave me a shock. It was more like a statement than a title. As it implies, this book talks about rape and juveniles. It exposes the untold side of rape and also questions the sensibility of Indian Juvenile Law. ‘I am 16, Can I rape?’ If a person has the ability to do such a heinous crime, how come he is not an adult? This question is rightly hammered in our minds.

Kudos to the author for she chose this highly sensitive topic for her first novel and she has done justice to it.

Hopping to and fro between the chapters, is an interesting sequence to read. 
An introductory flowchart as a guide to read the chapters is innovative. The story is grounded in Bangalore, the city where I spent my last year. So it was easy for me to get connected to the localities mentioned.

About the author Kirtida Gautam, she is a clinical psychologist turned screenplay writer from FTII, Pune. Kirtida has used her screenplay skill effortlessly and it worked well for this plot.

Subhangi Tyagi, the rape victim survivor. I was moved by the courage she showed when she admitted that she felt responsible for what happened to her but not guilty. I liked her firm attitude. At one point, unknowingly my eyes welled up with tears, when Subhangi was talking about the difficult moment she underwent. I got emotionally involved.

Aarush Kashyap, a champ for his grandfather, fun loving and caring to his friends, lovable to his girlfriend and a charming guy who any girl would dream of. Each characters in their narration tried to help us to know more about him. But who is he exactly? Just because the story revolved around him, does this mean he is the protagonist? Well, maybe or maybe not. And I liked all the different shades in his character.

Characters were well etched with strong personality and powerful emotions. Every character is pivotal and each of their narration helps to understand the story in different perspective. I liked reading Pihu's chapters and her relationship with Aarush which was sweet and innocent. Other than her, few other characters impressed me with their credibility. Rudransh Kashyap, Ananya and Taz to mention.

During the read I came across couple of words being repetitive. More than one character used the same word multiple times and I couldn’t avoid noticing. Once I got a hang of the story, I couldn't keep this book down. The story maintained its pace throughout except for its length. At the closing, this book changed my perspective on this issue.

#IAm16ICanRape is a mind-boggling psychological thriller and an intense drama which keeps you gripped till the end. Altogether, it is an engrossing story with a profound capacity to stay with us for long. A must have in the must read list.

This book is available at Amazon and Flipkart.

20 Sept 2015

Surprise Surprise!

After long, here’s my attempt to create comic strips hoping to tickle your wits with mine. Enjoy the comic.

Birthday Comics #1

14 Sept 2015

The Butterfly Girl

The drizzle started as I hopped 1..2.. and 3.. into the slow moving MTC bus. I found a window seat in that half vacant bus and quickly took my seat. After settling there comfortably, I placed my backpack next to me and looked around. There she was sitting right behind me. I took a breath to consume what I saw.

Man... She was gorgeous..! How did I miss seeing her before taking my seat. My greedy eyes cursed me for missing out such a beauty. She was like a beauty spot in the bus. I should have waited and sat adjacent to her. Now I have to turn every time to have a good look at her. Ah! no wonder I was in a hurry like always as if I was going to catch the flight or something, Damn... I grouched myself.

It was a late Sunday evening and I was returning from my friend’s party. In a chill weather, it was drizzling. I know cruises are treat for the eyes and I was hoping this bus journey to be cruise after seeing her. We both were sitting by the window seats and I was preparing myself for a second look at her. Making up a reason of adjusting my stole around the neck, I tilted my head casually to get a glimpse of her out of the corner of my eyes. I knew that I’m not allowed to sneak, but she was irresistible in her attire.

She was playing with the rain drops splashing on the window bars. The rain drops on her fingers glittered like diamonds and she was in her own world of joy. As she noticed me hogging her with my big eyes, she became conscious, pulled her hands back and removed the earphones quickly. I could faintly hear the melodies as she adjusted her flowing hair behind her ears revealing that gold sleek earrings and she twinkled a smile. That moment, I had those flapping butterfly effect inside me. She was so appealing. The sleeveless silk cotton blouse revealed her fair waxed arms. Her slender wrist had a slinging sleek golden watch with a butterfly chain attached to it. I felt an urge to talk to her. *But how?* I was down with my fate. I should have waited a minute.. then perhaps I would have got a chance to sit with her.

'Ticket please!',  the bus conductor flashed his hands in front of my face. I turned on the sideways and pretended as if I was searching for some change in my wallet. While she handed the money and said 'Tambaram' *a sweet voice...* I turned my head towards her direction wishing I was not making it obvious. My mind was counting the number of bus stops till she gets down *Crazy me*. Her red and beige wallet with a clinging butterfly chain caught my attention. Her beautiful slim fingers with neatly manicured nails were clutching the wallet closely to her chest. Her dangling butterfly earrings and that cute matching necklace accessorized her whole outfit elegantly and made her look ravishing in that flowy colorful chiffon saree. She really was a fluttering butterfly girl.

Breezy wind ruffled inside and brushed her hair lightly and made it fall on her flawless face. She moved away her hair gently and wetted her lips with her sharp tongue. Everything was in slow motion for my eyes, frame by frame of a complete beauty. I came back to my reality... then handed the change and collected my ticket and I smiled at her voluntarily *It was more like an eeeeeee..*. Thank God my wide open mouth was not drooling. She responded gently. I couldn't help taking her out of my head. I badly wanted to talk to her at least before the bus reached her stop. *God, will I get the chance?*

Altogether in those few minutes of travel with my frequent few seconds of glimpse, that girl consumed me wholly. While I was lost in my own thoughts of her exquisite charm... Someone tapped my shoulder. I jerkily came back to my senses and turned around to see. There she was standing like an elegant angel... 'Hi.. umm..', pointing at her seat, 'Water started flowing in there. Can you please move your bag a little.. so.. I can sit here…!'. I looked at the other seats that was almost all taken by that time. It was like butterflies flying around my head at that moment. *God you heard me! Tusi great ho!*

I concealed my excitement and replied, 'Yeah sure...' I took my backpack and placed it on my lap. I almost slipped doing that and she grabbed it to prevent my bag from falling on the wet bus floor. I touched her fingers, one of them wearing a designer butterfly ring. There was a spry moment of 'Ooops..' and 'It’s okay'. She then sat next to me, 'Thanks..' Her mild jasmine scent blew my senses away. I was lost in the world of her blissful fragrance. *Speak to her... you may not get another chance...* a voice in my head drove me crazy and was forcing me to initiate a conversation.

I   : Hi.. umm.. seems you're fond of butterflies..

She  :  *raising her eyebrows curiously, she waves her wallet* Ah.. this one?

I :  *feeling comfortable..*   Yeah and.. er.. also these *pointing to her accessories* They are very pretty.

She : Ha Ha. Thanks.. and your Burberry stole is so cool. It caught my eyes ever since I got into the bus.. *giggles* By the way, I am Catherine.

I :  I am Sarah. Er, I have been wanting to ask you this.. Where did buy your earrings? 

*All Smiles*

9 Sept 2015

The Peacock

Of myriad feathers so silky and intricate
With his unique elegant poise,
The proud enchanting bird
Staring at the blue sky and waits
For the stroke of rainbow
To spread his rich plumes 
In beautiful hues.

This post is also shared in Wordless WednesdayThursday Photo Challenge and SkyWatch Friday.

3 Sept 2015

A Click To Remember

This post is a BlogAdda Spicy Saturday Post.

"Street photography has become a very common thing in India. Photographers have taken the roads and have captured every single commoner they find to depict ‘realities’ of India. Regular people going about their daily lives have become ‘muses’. Meera had taken one such photo, but there is something special about it. It isn’t what the photographers are doing as stated above. She took a regular photo of the same person and took another one after two years. She realised her ‘muse’ was also another human and he himself enjoyed the attention. Read the post to know more."


Moments of life that are past will never come back. But sometimes life gives us an opportunity to recreate some moments that can be lived the same way they were.

I’ve never come across such an opportunity so far. But wait, why to wait for an opportunity while you can create one. This time I decided to create a memorable moment for myself and to someone else too. It was a close call, as it involved a bit of luck and also the timing had to be perfect. I expect you to fall for this exaggerated build-up of my experience. :P Let me get to the story straight.

Many times, we see some people every day but always they remain strangers to us. We might not have any connection with them other than exchanging a smile but we still can make their day a memorable one with our simple gestures.

It was 2013, I used to go for a morning walk in the streets of Chennai near our home. One day, I saw an Ilani Man (a man who sells tender coconuts) who I thought was picture perfect for a photo click. His well-organized coconut cart, his hard working looks, the way he greets his customers and of course, the style he was slicing the head of the tender coconuts was all eye catching. On a bright and sunny morning, I went and had a cool tender coconut. Then I asked him, ‘Can I take a picture of you, Anna?’ He didn’t hesitate and immediately gave me this pose.

He was very happy when I showed the picture and he wanted my camera for a minute to show it to his Auto driver friends. I gave gladly. ‘Super a irukre da!’, his friends started teasing him for being a ‘Super’ Model.

Then I moved to Bangalore. After 2 years, I visited Chennai last month. One evening, when I went past the same street, I got to see the same Ilani Man at the corner of the street. Still selling his coconuts at the same spot. Standing and slicing the Ilanis for his customers. Only this time he was a bit older, but his picture perfect setting hasn’t changed. I was glad to see him again. I knew there’s no big chance for him to remember me. The moment I saw him still there, I decided to recreate that moment from past. So I held the surprise for later.

Next day, I walked down to his cart and asked for a tender coconut. He greeted and started slicing one. He had no idea what surprise awaited him. I drank the Ilani and before paying him, handed over an envelope. He asked ‘What is this?’ I asked him to open it up. As he took the content of the envelope out, his smile widened inch by inch. It was a printed copy of his photo that I clicked 2 years ago. I said ‘Can you remember me now?’ He was nodding and told me ‘I’ve posed for many people before and after you, but You are the only person who gave me a printed copy of myself and my shop. Romba Thanks ma!’ He was too happy to see his photo printed. And I thanked him in return for being a model for my clicks. I took another click of him and his cart and framed that moment.

It was indeed a click to remember. I then signed the photo and paid him for the tender coconut and walked back with a smile. While he was still looking at his picture. Now I know that life does not give us everything by chance, sometimes we have to create chances by ourselves to rejoice the beauty of life.

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