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Struggling with weight loss !

Struggling for weight loss !

I have tried everything to lose those love handles , 8 extra kgs that I have put on but it’s the laziness that beats me up every time . Is it or is it something else ?

 

I have gained around 8 kgs in the last 1 year and it was not overnight . It was a slow process ….. every time I got on the weighing machine it told me I was putting on weight but it was just 0.5 kg or less ….. I told myself it’s less than 0.5 kg it won’t make much of a difference ! It was too slow you see ? It took around 365 days for me to gain  8 kgs so if I take an average it’s around 21.92 grams per day …….. it’s negligible ….. it was too slow ……. I never even imagined that all this 21.92 grams is going to add up and become fu##ing 8 kgs someday and I’ll have to struggle bloody tooth and nail …… I don’t get into most of my clothes …… my trousers have gone fitting noooo have become tight from loose …. I am wearing everything that  I can slip into ……. garments that help me camouflage my love handles  and that paunch that I have grown in the last few months that makes me look 8 months pregnant that will never have a delivery date .….. or maybe ????????

All the things I tried to lose this extra weight …..

·         Did aerobics for 30 mins everyday for more than a month ….. L

·         Walked on treadmill right from low speed to high speed ……. L

·         Tried low carb high protein diet ……… L

·         Went on 1 week crash dieting ……… L

·         Went on salad diet ….. L

·         Went on fruit diet …… L

·         Tried GM 8 too ….. L

·     Tried moving my head to left then right then left whenever anyone offered me something to  eat L

 

 

Then I realized !!!! I had gain this weight with all the extra morsels that I added everyday so I should cut down on that extra morsels . This was not easy though ….. Now every time I eat an extra morsel I tell myself :

·         I will not eat till I am hungry and eat as much required for my body and not my mind which is craving all the time for something .

·         I will share whatever I eat .

·         The prices are rising because of people like me .

·         If I cut down on every extra morsel I eat some child somewhere will not die of hunger because of me . 

I have gone on this new diet plan from past few days and it seems working ….. even if I lose 21.92 grams a day it is fine with me ….. now I feel guilty every time I overeat …..

It is when India got its independence and the economy was pretty bad ….. Gandhiji said , “if every Indian forsakes 1 meal a week there would be food on plate of every Indian .” Maybe if I forsake every extra morsel there would be food on the plate of every hungry child ……..

Inspiration : drapes

I love my friends do you ?

I love my friends do you ?

I tell my problems to my friends I think everyone does so , well I do so out of habit . We share right from ice cream to our problems with them . We share our moments of happiness to our moments of dismay . Whenever we share our problems with them we get to learn something new . We generally don’t expect a reasonable solution from them but we share our problems with them . We love them !

 

It was sometime back that I had a bad day at work when the project didn’t go as desired and I was not at my best . I went over to her place as usual weekend meet that we have and poured my heart out . Here is the story :
Hey Aria ! How are you ?

Good sweetie ! How are you ?

We hugged and kissed in air . In India it is common to hug your friends oh girls don’t hug guys and guys shouldn’t hug girls . You might find this gross but it’s the norm here. After chit – chat , gossip , news sharing , …… I told her about my bad day at work and the bitch at my work place who was making things difficult . We bitched about her beyond anyone’s imagination right from calling her the chairman’s mistress to a half wit moron ……. We questioned everything about her right from her dressing sense to her husband’s extra marital affair ……… her need of a live – in – maid ….. her sons resemblance to her neighbors  driver ….. we bitched so much that our throats went dry and we were quite hungry  …. We forgot to keep track of time and it was very late . We were done with the issue on hand and decided to move on ……  

 

We logged in to some online stores jabong , myntra , zivame , ……. Simultaneously . There were around 6 – 8 tabs that we kept peeping into looking out for something  desirable  and compared the prices , different available sizes , delivery time ,…… we compared whatever we could compare . It’s online stores and since browsing doesn’t cause any physical exhaustion we browsed and browsed and browsed and ……. We ordered for pizza …….. had a few slices with bear …….. watched some tv ….. and came in ‘burn notice’ and ‘mojito’ ……..thought of making mojito …….. we browsed for the recipe of mojito and voila ! it’s simple ....

You need five ingredients : white rum [we had Smirnoff white rum which would do], sugar cane juice [we didn’t have this ingredient and it is difficult to get one in the middle of the night at around 2 am, so we substituted it with sugar syrup which was a solution that we found after a little more browsing], lime  juice, water and mint leaves .

Now the preparation : Add lime juice to sugar syrup and mint leaves and then mashed it softly with muddler . We managed to just bruise the mint leaves and not mash it completely . Aria did insist that we should run it in the mixer after she had a few shots of neat rum but then ……. She settled on the kitchen table . Then I added 60 ml rum to the mixture and stirred it to mix the sugar syrup and let the mint leaves rise from the bottom . Topped the drink with ice cubes and water. Kicked Aria up and offered her mojito !!! It turned out well if that is what it tastes like ………

 

I learned how to make mojito !!!!!! Though the bitch is still there but I changed my job but still bitch about her from time to time when her co – workers and my friends who are still stuck up with her have something to bitch about . That’s what friends are for ?????????

How important is your website ?

Your website gives a virtual tour to your business ... isn't it ? My recent experience was such ......

I was recently called for my consultancy services to a upcoming organization . When I received the call I little new about this organization so I decided to check their website. According to MD of this organization they had been working for over 20 years. As narrated to me they had great ambition . They were planning PAN India kind of infrastructure and blah blah blah . With that kind of ambition I had little expected that their website would give little or no information which freaked me out. But still I dragged myself to meet them on their narration about their organization and ambitions. 

Well their infrastructure was as poor as their website which reflected their image. During my meeting with the MD he even mentioned that they had failed earlier in their venture some 15 years back …. Everything about them was negative but then I am well known for working with organizations as such and help them in their development but one needs funds for any kind of development. They are a part of service industry and work out of their 1000 sq.ft. office and hence website was a major drawback though according to them they were doing very well with financial problems to some extent which was stopping them from renovating and shifting into a better office….. Their website was at first instance giving a negative impression due to which people they wanted to hire were walking in with preconceived opinion and were rejecting their offer even the financers were reluctant to fund their projects . The most important thing was revamping at every end and to start with I suggested the website development which required little innovation.

What should your website contain ?

 

Your website tells your story and is your reflection. Develop web content with relevant textual and visuals. So , design wisely ..... select visuals , write , rewrite content .....

 

It is essential to have an excellent content and should be designed wisely . A website gives the virtual tour to your business and the services . Your home page decides whether one should go any further or not in a way it makes or breaks your business no matter how big or small your business is or however brilliant the design maybe. The contents on your homepage on a whole holds your future so remember the content on your first page your home page should entice your visitors  and engage them in a positive way to get you business . The content on your homepage should give the feel ‘yes you are on the right page.’

• Streamline your webpage unless you want your visitor to get lost and decide not to visit again neither your page nor to go for the services or products you are offering. The keywords used to further links should be clear and self explanatory.

• Interface design ing or positioning of the various elements should be done in simple and artistic way. The navigation should be easier and spontaneous  unless you are designing it for strictly computer geeks!

•  Keep up with the consistency of style or your visitor will lose interest if he has to hunt for topics after every page and has to hunt even to go back from where he has to start his hunt again.

• Visuals should be used as they eye catching but there should be a logic in the use. If you are using a visual for a keyword which links you to a separate page make sure it is descriptive and informative enough for your visitor to move the cursor to it and not to close.

• Readability plays a vital role . Make sure your text is informative but not boring. Divide your content into sentences and paragraphs when and where required.

• Prelaunch or test launch your website and collect feedback . Improvise on the feedback collected. You might be genius but it’s for your customers or clients.
  

  

  
  
 

heart shaped pea !!!!!

 

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Pearl paints on ivory paper

 

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Water colors

 

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Staedtler colors

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Know your colleagues – II

Know your colleagues – II

I f you have read my earlier blog ‘Know your colleagues’ you must be familiar what I am talking about . I’ve already given you an analysis of two types and here I am giving my analysis about two more . It’s better to know your colleagues for fun or otherwise . We spend 40 – 45 hours in our work place and we would love to categorize them for our future references.

                                                     She dresses like JLo performing on stage ? Not exactly !

The sexy ! : While many organizations while hiring do not find it important to inform the employee about the office dress code if they have any . Many organizations do not have dress codes as they do not expect people to come in something out of place and leave the others uncomfortable in their own place . You have one such colleague who has not yet figured out what is appropriate and what not and you are sure you are not working in a night club you have got the ‘sexy’ who is just not getting enough attention.

Beware of the possibility that she might have been placed by board or management amongst you to check the compliance of sexual harassment policies .  

                      S/He doesn't exactly look like this but your imagination has no boundaries !

 The chatterbox : You are working or not in a call center and this colleague goes blah blah bah.…… and can go on and on till eternity or your imagination says can go on till one of you drops dead ..... the chatterbox. Your colleague is under the impression that s/he has been hired to talk . This colleague has a lot to share whether or not you are interested . This guy has mastered in talking and just is incapable of keeping his ideas and things happening in his or others life to himself . S/he wants to keep you updated about everything that he can even remotely contemplate .

Beware of the possibility that s/he might have been planted by your top management to check how long can your sanity last ? Kidding !

                     

The Eunuch [ #BAD13 ]

The Eunuch !
Small story on my helplessness and hopelessnes of the society I belong to. Don't eunuchs have rights ? Are they not as human as I am or you are ? Then why this discrimination ?  

 

I commute with my friend in a rick everyday from my home to my office .  On my way there are a few traffic signals . On one of the traffic signals there are a few eunuchs begging in their own way clapping . Well we have left them to nothing other than begging . Friday is their day and one will find them at most of the congested traffic signal near malls and other such places . One of the eunuchs approached me and clapped I took out Rs.10/- from my purse and gave. He blessed me and my friend and walked away.

‘You are very generous !’ she said with a smirk .

‘You shouldn’t encourage them . They are thieves .’ suggested the rick driver . Well people love to thrust their opinion on the drop of a stone and this was something good as everyone is preaching to stop begging by not giving alms.

‘If he is begging on the streets everyone of us is responsible . Society at large is responsible for the state he is in . Who loves begging ?’

‘They don’t do anything. They rob people .’ The rick driver was not to stop at any point it seemed and he needed some gyaan apart from my friend .

‘I am not generous . I feel responsible as a part of the society that has taken away all their rights . I am myself an employee so I cannot give him a job . My organization would never approve of hiring an eunuch .

 I [society] don’t allow him into my schools so I take away his right to education .

I [society] don’t give him an employment and hence take away his right to earn living and right to freedom though it is a free country.

I [society] don’t allow him into my society and discriminate on the ground of sex and hence I take away his right to equality.

I [society] would prefer to see him begging on streets but not question my [societies] intention on forcing him to beg . I cannot stop men using them for their sexual desires and exploit them and hence I take away his right against exploitation.  

           I don't mind them dancing at my wedding and entertaining but I mind if they come to my disc or pub !

In a way, I , the society has taken away all their fundamental rights and still would like to tag them and judge them . I am not generous . I am guilty . I am ashamed not to be able to help them and so I offer them money .’

The signal turned green and the rick stopped and wouldn’t start . There were lots of vehicles around honking to just get past and run off till the signal was green . They wouldn’t mind even if the signal was red as far as there was  no police around . There came a helping hand that pushed the rick and it started but before the rick driver accelerated into the traffic I popped my head out and thanked . It was the eunuch from the signal .

‘You are a nice lady !’ He said with a beautiful smile  and shook my hand .

He made my day .

But I am not generous I am simply guilty .

 

know your colleagues ?

Since  you  spend  around  45  hours   a  week  in  your  work  place  you  might  as  well  understand  your  colleagues . No  matter  where  you  work , what  designation  you  work  at , what  kind  is  your  job  , ……  you  will surely  come  across  different  kind  of  people  that  you  can  classify  under  one  or  multiple  of  these categories .  These  are  the  people  who  might  be  simply  lounging  comfortably in  their  cubicle  or prowling  around  in  the  office or  they  might  be  even  haunting  your  dreams at  night  or  scare  the  sunshine  out  of  you  though  some  do  inspire  you  but  mostly  all  influence  you  and  your  work in  a  little  or  big  way.  

 

First  let’s  talk  about  gossip  mongers :  Most  commonly  found  in  every  office . I  am  not  sure  if  they  are  hired  wrongly  or  have  been  planted  by  the  management. These  are  the  people  who  are  under  the  false  impression  or  otherwise  that  their  job  profile  is  talking  about  people  and  carrying  information  and  stories  from  one  to  many  and  if  required  fabricating  to  make  it  more  spicy . The  Gossip  dwells  upon  office  scandal  to  such  an  extent  that  they  can  create  one  if  they  don’t  get  any . Tell  tale  signs : they  are  everywhere  you  are , talk  less  and  listen  more , drop  hints  and  very  attentive , they  spend  more  time  in  others  cubicles  and  less  in  their  own , they  are  everyone’s  best  friends and  are  often  found  around  the  water  coolers .

 

Food  for  thought : One  who  gossips  to  you  will  gossip  about  you !

Now , let’s  talk  about   positive  coworker 'the  star' : These  are  the  people  who  never  tire , always  have  that  light  to  light  up  everyone’s  day , make  the  office  a  better  place  for  you  and  all , very  inspiring , create  outstanding  and  cost  effective  projects , …….. These  are  not  only  good  looking  ones  but  very  supportive  also . You  at  times  wonder  if  you  go  to  office  as  you  get  paid , work  there  or  simply  to  look  at  them , be  around  them ,  get  inspired  by  them ,…….  Tell  tale  signs : they  are  mostly  in  their  cubicles , don’t  encourage  thick  headed  Gossips ,  reciprocate  your  good  mornings  with a  warm  good  morning , always  positive , no  problem  is  big  enough  to  deter  them  out  of  their  peace, they  don’t carry  or dump  their  bad  day  and  other  problems  in  the  office .

 

 

Food for thought : He is the knight in the shining armor in office formal wear minus the armor for you and all.

 

I want my own life !

“Adhira  ,  wake  up ! Your  tenth  board  results  are  declared . ”

“ Dad , but  the  results  will  be  put  up  in  the  school  by  ten. Why  do  I  need  to  get  up  now ? ” Adhira  had  inculcated  sleeping  and  day  dreaming  as  a  hobby  during  her  last  two  months  of  vacation  while  waiting  for  the  results . It  is  free  and  most  suitable  for  the  poor  who  cannot  afford  or  not  so  poor  who  do  not  want  to  afford , "Father  said - a hobby  like  painting , reading , writing , .... friends , .... is  not  for  doctors it  is  for  low  life's  like  people  who  want  to  opt  for  arts."  TV  was  not  that  happening  during  late  80's  and  early  90's  so  daydreaming  was  the  only  way  to  kill  time  and  you  can  do  whatever  you  wish  to  join  a  army  and  kill  your  enemies , become  James  Bond and  solve  your  fathers electrolytes problem , get romantic with your crush the most good looking guy of the school and look down upon everyone , ........  the  options are endless and nobody knows.  

 

She had to finish this dream before she obliged her father by waking up ........

“ Early  to  bed  early  to  rise  makes  a  man  healthy  wealthy  and  wise !”

“But  I  am  not  a  man ! I  am  a  girl  and  that  too  just  fifteen  years .” She  was  whining .

“ You  have  to  become  a  doctor ! You  cannot  sleep  till  late .”

She  moved  to  a  much  lesser  known  position  of  balasana  with  legs  folded  at  knees  under  the  torso  and  her  head  resting  on  the  pillow  with  slight  adjustment  of  hands  resting  next  to  her  head  holding  the  pillow  lest  her  pillow  might  just  oblige  her  father  and  fly  away  into  the  cupboard.  She  managed  to  sleep  in  this  position  for  some  more  time .   

“If  you  want  to  become  great  you  need  to  have  a  discipline  in  life . Remember  this  you  have  to  become  a  great  doctor  one  day  a  cardiothoracic  surgeon !”

This  was  all  new  to  her . She  had  never  seen  her  father  like  this  in  ages  not  until  now .  At  times  she  doubted  if  father  was  possessed  or  had  gone  insane . He  had  always  said  to  discontinue  the  child  from  education  whenever  he  got  a  complaint  from  the  school   or  was  asked  to  attend  a  parents  teachers  meeting . He  seldom  interacted  with  his   children . He  believed  his  wife  and  children  should  fear  him  like  he , his  siblings and  his  mother  feared  his  father . Well  it  was  all  in the  family !

‘Why  doesn’t  he  stay  at  his  office  or  go  on  a  long  trip  every  fortnight  or  much  better  why  doesn’t  he  get  transferred  to  Bulani  that  he  had  been  talking  about  lately?’ He  often  talked  about  his  postings  as  he  was  getting  posted  on  the  front  in  the  line  of  fire . He  was  a  B.Tech  working  as  Deputy  chief  engineer  in  Bhilai  steel  plant  living  in  a  government  allotted  bungalow  spread  across  around  four  thousand  square  feet  area  and  a  jeep  and  a  car  at  his  disposal . A  beautiful  garden  with  green  Astroturf  spread  in  front  yard  surrounded  with  some  seasonal  flowers  and  some  rose  plants  with  different  colored  roses . Ved  always  had  his  first  cup  of  coffee  sitting  in  the  garden  chair  relaxing  in  his  garden  reading  newspaper . But  today  it  was  different . Recently  but  not  so  much  Ved  had  become  conscious  of  his  family  and  had  suddenly  grown  some  great ambitions . He  was  still  standing  next  to  Adhira’s  bed  near  her  head  telling  her  to  get  up . She  was  still  in  her  own  developed  Balasana  position .

 

“You  should  rise  with  the  sun  to  shine  like  sun ! Now  wake  up  and  go  check  your  results . I  hope  you  get  distinctions  in  all  the  eight  subjects ……… ”

“ I  have  only  five  subjects …….  English , Hindi ,……..” She  was  sleepy  and  replied  him  with  her  voice  fading  in  the  background  of  her  father’s  loud  voice  of  , “Wake up ! Wake up !”

She  woke  up  whining . Her  father  followed  her  from  her  bed  to  the  toilet  door  telling  her  what  all  dreams  he  had  for  her .

She  wished  'God ! make  this  all  go  away ! I can't take  this  anymore . I  can't  wake up  to  his  goodmornings ! I  just  don't  want  to  be  a  part  of  his  dreams . I  don't  want  to  live  in  his  dreams . I  want  a  real  life ! I  want  my  life ! I  want  to  live  my  life  and  not  his  dream. '