Saturday, 21 March 2015 0 comments

On My Playlist: Losing My Religion by R.E.M.

After a long hiatus, On My Playlist is back. It has been quite sometime since I last wrote about the songs playing in my head on a repeat mode or the artists that have swooned me off my feet (even the Phantom of The Opera post was a few months back!).

Currently, there are a few songs I have been listening to more often than to my all-time favorites. One of them is "Losing my Religion" by R.E.M., not the Rapid Eye Moment one, but the famous band from the 80s. I am pretty much sure now that I am growing up backwards in time; what else can explain my fascination and liking towards things from the 80s, 70s and now even from the 60s!

Talking about the band, I discovered them a few years back through my then new Nokia Lumia which came with this amazing free subscription for a year to Nokia Music store; I might have somehow chanced up "It's The End Of The World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine)" by them and downloaded it.

Fast forward to these days, I was listening to "Everybody Hurts" by them (who else?) on Youtube and there was this song in the recommendation section whose title intrigued me instantly- "Losing My Religion". I clicked and rest, they say, is history. I am insanely hooked onto this song and might have (oh, who am I kidding, I definitely have) shared it with almost everyone I know (that's what this girl does when she likes something beyond limits).

Anyways, I won't be raving about the song here too now because it is for you to decide. So go ahead, give it a hear and form an opinion (and let me know of them in the comments below, if you wish). Till next, take care.
Saturday, 14 March 2015 0 comments

Motivation to go on

If you aren't already aware, I am a Chartered Accountancy student. Yes, you heard it right. If you are one of those who has been living under a rock since time immemorial; Chartered Accountancy is one of the most rigorous professional course in India. The never ending curriculum back by constant updates in the syllabus can drive any undergraduate student insane. And on top of that the requirement of doing a 3 years long articleship after clearing the Intermediate level, in case of undergraduate, jam packs your schedule and leaves you with no time for yourself!

I wouldn't brag much but how I am making my way through, instead, I will admit shamelessly that I have failed twice; in my first attempt in May last year and in my second attempt in November last year. I have explanations for my failure but as my professor rightly put it "explanations are just an excuse". I will be attempting the Intermediate levels, termed as IPCC, again this May.

Right now my condition is bizarre; I cannot make myself sit with the books and read! From this day, it is just a month and a half left in which my next attempt is due and I am struggling to conjure within myself an appetite for course books. I am trying to find excuses to dodge course books even for a while, be it coaxing myself into believing that I need a nap or even writing this blog post! In fact, I have my semester-end examinations going on in college these days, no prizes for guessing my performance there; I have retorted to last minute studying, and I suppose that speaks for my conduct itself.

Seconds are slipping away from my hands like grains of sand, the calendar is showing a different day every twenty-four hours, and here I am; mentally stuck in a marsh, which seems to be sucking me in deeper, every time I try to break-free. Sometimes, I feel, it is because of the emotional baggage I have been lugging around; the impact of two consecutive failures and the major set-back I received in my life which nullified a particular percentage of personal growth I managed to do in my Gap year.

In days like these, even a small distraction in the form of time spend with close friends and family is of immense help. Recently, I paid a visit to Marine Drive with two NSS friends of mine. It was an unusual chilly and overcast day which soon turned into a rainy day. And everyone knows that Marine Drive is best on rainy days. Plus, we didn't just stop at Marine Drive, we went to the beach and savored Golas and let the rain soak us. It was a perfect break that I needed which filled me with optimism.
Tuesday, 10 March 2015 0 comments

Start A New Life

It was exactly a year ago that the mere exercise of rising in the morning and heading to college made me dread my existence. Everyday had become a chore, through which I was basically dragging myself; devoid of any enthusiasm or any outlook. If you have been reading this space since that time, you might remember I was doing my Bachelor's degree in Management. But now I proudly exclaim to be a Finance student. I know, I 'wasted' a year of mine academically, yet, I have no regrets of falling behind my peers and am proud of my decision.

But, why the change you would ask. Well, there comes a certain point where you reach the conclusion that you cannot endure the situation you are in any longer; in my case the realization that I seriously cannot tolerate two more years of this hopelessness, and the horror inflicted upon me by imagining myself being stuck in the field of Sales and Marketing throughout my life were sufficient to prompt me into taking the bold step of dropping a year and going ahead with my love for Finance.

Actually, the decision of studying Management was mine; although affected by a few factors apart from interest, but mine. So when finally the sheen wore off in a short time span and I got acquaint with the ground realities, I discovered that I brewed a recipe for disaster for myself. Steadily, not only the prospect of studying for a course I grew to absolutely condemn made me sick, but also throwing away my time by going to class, in order to attend the lectures of subjects, in which I had no interest whatsoever, turned me into a sore.

The circumstance and my state of being was so bad that I literally used to avoid going to class, even though I was in the college campus. In fact, I began using my internship (which I was doing during my wasted year) as an excuse to dodge course-related matters. I sub-consciously began running away from responsibilities. In that scenario, a very lack-luster and dreary class-full of mates without any direction or even slightest indication of what they want to do with their lives, didn't help my spirits either. I could feel myself sinking; losing my soul, my attitude and outlook towards everything.

Announcing the decision and taking the final plunge was hard too but thankfully I got a great support backing me up in such a crucial moment. Still, that was just the start and the whole 'answering the society' part was yet to come. I was lucky to have positive people around who spoke up for me and appreciated my courage.

Presently, although I am re-doing my First Year towards a Bachelor's Degree; I love every moment of it. I love the classes I am taking and my core course professors who are pushing me to expand my horizons every single time; and these things make me glad for the step I took.
Monday, 9 March 2015 0 comments

Review: The Sizzle Festival at Hard Rock Cafe

Hard Rock Cafe is a name every foodie and music lover is acquaint with. Its warm and chic atmosphere studded with rock memorabilia throughout the space definitely elevates the dining experience for lovers of the namesake genre. So what would a foodie, who is also a metalhead, do when she gets the opportunity to pay a visit to this legendary restaurant and sample picks from their limited period offerings? Duh, grab it and never let it go!

Last week, Thursday to be precise, I headed to Hard Rock Cafe's outlet nestled beautifully in a Mill Complex located in Worli to try their sizzling spread up on offer as a part of their ongoing Sizzle Festival, which are on the menu till 22nd March across all its outlets. To describe the experience in a nutshell; worth the hype.

Bacardi Smoked Apple Pie (left), Smoked Bacardi Gold Sour (right).

The afternoon began on a high note with the sound of sizzle greeting me as soon as I stepped in the restaurant; that, paired with the aroma of the sizzlers, surely fired up my appetite for the forthcoming feast consisting of a fiery Grilled Paneer Tikka Sizzler and a delectable Lebanese Veg. Fajita Sizzler washed down with Bacardi Smoked Apple Pie and Smoked Bacardi Gold Sour (I had them virgin), two of the few specially concocted cocktails for this festival.

The Lebanese Veg. Fajita Sizzler

The two sizzlers I tried are vegetarian, but all you meat-loving folks out there, fret not, you have got ample of options to devour; be it Smoked Chipotle Pepper, Lima & Tequila Prawns Sizzler, or Oriental Seafood Sizzle, or the Grilled Chicken Makhani Sizzler, or Herb Lemon Crusted Chicken Scallopini Sizzler, or Hungarian Steak Stew Sizzler, or Grilled Steak with Red Wine & Mushroom Pepper Sauce Sizzler. All of which look spell-binding and according to the non-vegetarian at the table, lip-smacking.

An assembled version of The Lebanese Veg. Fajita Sizzler.

Personally, I loved the Lebanese Veg. Fajita Sizzler- a unique presentation of Falafel bites on Fajita Vegetables, served with Tortillas, Creamy Tahini Garlic Dip, a few variety of Cheeses and Sweet n' Sour Pickled Veggies. In my opinion, it is a perfect hang-out dish; just help yourselves out (or ask the server, if you are having a hard time building your meal), kick-back and enjoy. Plus, the quantity on offer is pretty good, so you get a great bang for your bucks.

The Grilled Panner Tikka Sizzler

The Grilled Paneer Tikka is more of a sole person's complete meal. It has got these lovely Char Grilled Paneer steaks spread over Indian Vegetables, served with Tangy Makhani Sauce, Roasted Cumin Scented Butter Rice and a lovely salad of Fresh Vegetables. It is a perfect rendition of the phrase "East meets West", given the fact that how beautifully a quintessential Indian dish has been transformed into something so Western in its appeal.

A closer look.

To conclude, I had a great time gorging on the sizzlers but would have loved if there were more options to choose from for the vegetarians. As for you folks, I recommend you to try these innovative sizzlers out before the time slips away. Cheers.
Sunday, 8 March 2015 1 comments

Tidbits from a Camping Trip

Wow, it has been long, eh? I know, I promised that I'd be writing regularly but no points for guessing that it never materialized. I have a lot to say, yet again; from some shattering revelations to a lovely camping experience at the start of the year itself.

I shall save the revelations for the next time and tell you more about the camping part. Well, it was a first; first time camping, first time being away from home for seven days (starting from the first day of February)! Honestly, before the trip I was skeptical that I might get home-sick in a few days (well, that's what happened on my last trip away from home which was for a few days) but surprisingly I didn't feel like coming back home this time!

My time there at the camp was crazy, right from the day one. For this, all the credit must go to our former NSS leaders; it were their out-of-the-box ideas and go-for-it attitude that helped the campers break out of their shell and embrace whatever the seven days brought with wide open arms.

It has been quite sometime now, so I don't exactly remember the day's order, nevertheless, I can tell you that we indulged in all sorts of camping activities; be it gazing at a star-studded night sky, trekking up a hillock to appreciate the mountains surrounding us on all four sides, soaking up in the river, narrating ghost stories (and pulling up pranks, afterwards), creating toothpaste art (oh, come on, it is mandatory!), visiting the neighbouring tribal villages, lighting up a campfire, indulging in late night chit-chats (and arguments) and just relaxing (napping under a tree, in my case).

I did click a lot of pictures too, yet, I'm sharing pictures of only things and people I grew fond of during my time there due to personal nature of other pictures. Have a look, maybe?

Made a friend, yay!

This pair of socks, love!

The lotus ponds throughout the camping complex

The place under the tree where I napped, regularly.

The Sky, my love.

I know this was, er...brief, but in my defense I'm a sleepy girl trying to put up whatever she can in her sleepy state. So for now, take care till the next.