Makeup anyone?


Why don’t you wear makeup?
This comes from my dear little brother, who isn’t as little anymore.

You may find a little kajal on my eyelids and lipstick on my lips when I’m attending some event; or the full blown makeup on my face when a beautician is given full rein to do what she pleases on my face (that’s when even my own brother can’t recognize me. Lol).

But, makeup daily ? Na-uh!

There are some people who use all those different makeup items like – mascara, foundation, eyeliner and yadayada.
Then there are those people like me who just enter work with a natural look (sans powder, sans cream, sans anything).
Like look at the face that God has given me.
Have a problem?
Kindly approach God with your valued suggestions.
Don’t bother me with them. 😉

While I say that, I’m sure some job positions require you to be looking your best.
Not the shabby, just-got-out-of-bed look that I usually sport.
Being a developer has its perks 😉


Ramblings: 10/07/2017

Last week was a pain. A royal pain. Such a pain that I was regretting the fact that today came so fast. Today being a Monday. The start of our “work” week in India. Even though some people worked through the weekend too. cough 

This week is beginning to look like it’s going to rival last week. But, the thing that always makes things better is when someone actually is forthcoming with their appreciation for your work.

After working with people for so long who just gave work without any expectation; my current teammates are a breath of fresh air? Just people who make me give my best. 

Best end to a Monday workday is someone saying:

Take good rest! You are doing a good job! 😊


I’m calling my mom. The irritating network operator message sounds, ‘Dial *121# for blah blah inquiries and blah blah 3G and 4G data offers’. Then the rings start – tring, tring, tring, tring. This goes on till the next message starts – ‘The user you are calling is not picking your call. Please try again later or record a message afger the beep.’

Yeah. Right! My mom is not picking MY call. That’s like the least most unlikeliest possibility in the history of possibilities.

So, I dial her again and go through the same series of irritating network messages, multiple trings and then the message of rejection.

Now I get scared. Why is mummy not answering? Did something happen? I decide to give her time to call me back.

1minute.. 2 minutes.. 3 minutes… no call back… 5 minutes.. she was last seen at 7.11pm. It’s now 9.45pm.

Then I decide it’s time to panic so I call my Dad. The same procedure. I dial Daddy’s number, listen to ‘Dial *121#…….’, tring, tring, and just when I think daddy’s not answering too, I hear a hello at the other end. Mummmmmy!!! ❤

That’s the moment when I almost understood what my mom goes through when I’m late and don’t pick her calls.

Is it just me or does everyone get irritated by the fact that the network operators have to broadcast their promotional mesa ages before every. single. call that a user makes?

Like I’m dying, lying on the street somewhere bleeding and with my last bit of energy I call the ambulance and I get ‘Dial *121# for balance inquiries …..’. I think I would just give up right there.

3 books, 1 week

This week, I had a lot of time which was mostly because I visited my family in the U.A.E. and instead of roaming around “Dubai” like most expected, I spent my days there just lazing around and reading.

1. Mallory and the Ghost Cat (The Baby-Sitters Club Mysteries #3)

bsc-m3-coverThis is one of the books from my childhood. I loved reading the Baby-Sitters Club series, actually most series – Mallory Tower series, Sweet Valley (Oh, I loved SV!!), Famous Five, Hardy Boys, Nancy Drew. I have one book of my own of each of these series.
This weekend, I read this book in less than a day. Though some problems faced by Mallory seem very kiddish now, the story in the background about her great-uncle Joe was something I wouldn’t mind reading now too.
Ann Martin didn’t really explain about the reality of the cat at the end; which kind of got me spooked for some minutes after finishing the book. 🙂

2. A Stolen Life: A Memoir by Jaycee Lee Dugard

71u8yq2biw7lI got my Dad to buy this book last December during a sale at the mall; but had not got around to reading it.
The book is the memoir of Jaycee Dugard. It scared me. Thinking of how easily the perps got away with their crime. So. EASILY. Though at the end they were caught, Jaycee spent 18 EIGHTEEN! years of her life a prisoner of someone else’s crime.
Jaycee takes us through everything that went through her mind those starting weeks, then the remaining years.
Really a strong woman!

3. Kasie West – On the Fence

18298225Well yeah, I went directly for a no-thinking-required-predictable novel by Kasie West.
Charlie has too many brothers, plays too many sports and falls in love with her brother’s ( I mean brothers’s) friend, Braden.
End of story.
The only thing that makes the book 202 pages long is: Charlie gets a new job, meets new people, learns what really happens to her mom and the fact that the main pair keep meeting near the fence but don’t admit anything. eye-roll
Oh, and Braden confronts his abusive Dad.
That makes up a 202 pages long book.

My thoughts on… ACOTAR series – Sarah J. Maas

Going through all those lists of must-read books, I came across Throne of Glass by Sarah J. Maas a lot! so I started reading it and soon was on the second book – Crown of Midnight; but didn’t really like how the story was going.
I know, I know, I should like how other people frame stories. But, sometimes I tend to stop reading a book or even a whole series if I don’t agree or particularly like the path the life of a character takes.
Why not Chaol?! Why?! He’s so perfect! ❤


Then I thought let’s try the other series that Maas wrote. So, after reading the numerous positive reviews, I started with A Court of Thorns and Roses.
I can repeat this a hundred times – I was lost in the book. LOST!

Maas has crafted the series perfectly; you have no choice but to get totally and completely entranced in her story. I am not going to give out any spoilers in this post.

A Court of Thorns and Roses – Feyre is taken to the Spring Court to serve her time, but she has no idea of the inner plot of the play that the entire Court is acting out.

A Court of Mist and Fury – Feyre is seriously distressed after the ending events of the previous book, has to learn to live in her new world and make life changing decisions.

A Court of Wings and Ruin – Feyre must work to save her family and the people of Prythian from the Hybern forces .

Read the whole series to meet Feyre, Tamlin, Lucien, Rhysand, Azriel, Cassian, Mor, Amren and so many more!! Not forgetting the Archeron sisters – Elain and Nesta. Their different gifts make them all the more special – healing power, water magic, shifting forms, wings, ice and fire!

All those who haven’t read the series, Please do! even though it is listed under YA literature. Finish all 3 books and I guarantee you will be wanting to know more about the Night Court and the new Prythian!

Ramblings: (11/06/2017)

Knowing someone who has been around since your childhood days, but still not knowing that person. Not really having that personal connection. 

Like, he could be my father’s friend’s mother’s brother’s grandson. Meeting at parties or gatherings. Knowing what the other is officially doing in life. In developers terminology, being given the protected view into their life. Not totally private, not totally public.

Not knowing how to become friends, how to break into that private bubble, and know more than where they work. Learn what they want in life. Learn how they handle life so like mine. Learn what makes them smile, chuckle or just be sad.

It’s weird being an introvert but still wanting to get to know people other than those in my tight circle of friends and family. 

Ramblings: 08/06/2017

What is that innate need to be dependent on someone? I am sure it is part of being human, but we always have that need to be around someone when doing something new or just doing something. The need to discuss whatever we have planned in the near future.

Watching a movie alone, it makes sense, you get to watch with your total undivided attention; but watching a movie with a friend! Now that would include jokes, laughs, discussions about the characters and mimicry.

The same goes with exercising, eating meals, dancing, working. (Except for maybe going to the washroom) 😀

The hardest part is when you are dependent on a singular person or two. Breaking away or trying anything alone makes it all the more difficult.

Hang Up!

You know how in movies, when a character gets pissed off while on a call, he just hangs up the call ? I mean to show his irritation and anger at the person on the other end.

Well, here in Goa (maybe this happens in other places too, but I noticed this the most here) a call getting cut could signify a number of scenarios other than either person getting pissed off.

Either the caller is out of network so the call abruptly gets cut; or the caller’s credit basically just empties itself; or the usual reason – uhmm why did the call get cut? Heh? Network’s good and I have credit… why did it get cut? We sit and wonder…

So, my main motive was to elaborate on the fact that here – Even if you do actually get angry and cut the call, the other end may innocently think that maybe your network decided to die or your balance magically finished itself, no one would really realize you were angry.  😀 😛

Yeah, my observations are bordering on insane these days, including my scientific observations. 🙂


Last Sunday, I got a new badge. I’m now officially the Godmother of a cute, little, grinning baby girl. The one I lovingly call Pearl. ❤ 

She’s the pearl of all our eyes. 😍

As Sunday was a big day for all of us, we had a session with our Parish priest the previous day. He explained to us the what’s and why’s of the sacrament. Then he gave us a talk on how it is now our responsibility. Normally we just think-‘They are the parents, let them worry about the kid’. But, the father then turned to me and said, ‘As the godmother it your duty to correct her parents if you feel they are guiding her the wrong way. Your duty to correct her if she goes on any wrong path.’

Okay, what I expected when the parents told me that they would name me as the godmother was, maybe be there for the kid. I have no model exactly on what a good godmother should be. Haven’t met mine for decades. 

I only hope I do right by my Godchild. 😊