Launch of Cadbury Dairy Milk Spready
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Interesting afternoon at Courtyard by Marriot Mumbai hosted by The FBAI,
Mondelez India and Zeba Kohli..
There was a dramatic launch of Cadbury Cookboo...
Do Visit my very own 'Food' Blog' for delicious meals
Friday, 14 September 2007
Tuesday, 11 September 2007
Still Life
This month I decided to play with brushes and paints. I bought six shades of acrylic paints and started a painting…..I wanted to give some life to those plant, so I rolled up the em-seal and molded it to form the stems and the strings of the blinds (it gives it a three dimensional effect,) and I have finished the painting today.
Any buyer?
If I am able to sell this one then maybe I might start one more…
Saturday, 8 September 2007
Dhamaal..chasing all the way to Goa..
This is one movie that I enjoyed watching. There is non-stop comedy from the beginning to the end. (The jokes picked up from various laughter shows) With its pace, flow and mad concepts it has adequately done its job of creating a paisa-vasool.
Dhamaal is the story of run and chase of four clumsy friends, who have never thought of making an honest living. So one day while trying to save a dying man, Bose (Prem Chopra), they get their big break. He tells them about hidden millions as he takes his last breath.
Here begins their misfortunes! Police Inspector, Kabir Nayak (Sanjay Dutt) has been chasing Bose for the last ten years. He finally finds him. Only dead! Desperate for his promotion, he questions the suspicious looking foursome he finds next to the body. When they manage to give him the slip, begins the Chase.....
One misadventure follows after another. All five are thrown into hilarious life threatening situations that make it rib tickling…..
The end, however, was the let-down with the comedy replaced by moral values of Indian society……..all that run and chase for……..sniff, sniff.
Friday, 7 September 2007
How can we expect that God will protect us from any calamity if we don’t respect Him?
Every year, we bring Ganpati home and we take so much care of Him. There is so much joy and festival in the air and some of us, even cry when we have to say "Ganpati Bapa Moriaya, Poorcha varshi lavkar ya'
We go to the beach to immerse the Ganpati into the deep waters....
Have you gone back to the beach the next day?
If you went you would see this at the beach.
We Bring Him home and take care of Him with so much love,
and then this is what ultimately happens with Him
Wake Up People, We must respect our Gods.
It is better that we should use small idols instead such big one or the idols made from paper (which dissolves easily).
Tuesday, 4 September 2007
Tsk, tsk, tsk. from riches to rags....
I have come to realize that good looks may not always buy us happiness. Sometimes it is more of a pain living in this lusty world, where good looking girls have a crazy soup to have with their meals.
The story doing rounds now-a-days is about the top model Geetanjali Nagpal, who was seen begging in a market place in South Delhi, living off the streets and spending her nights in parks and temples.
Disowned by her family, this 32-year old former model, with her matted hair, dirty clothes and unwashed look, now presents a picture of utter poverty.
Who would believe that this was the same girl, who in 90’s had sashayed down the catwalk of Delhi with the likes of Sushmita Sen? She had seemed set for a flashbulb career in fashion!
This is the horrifying story of the dark side of glamour. In glamour world, good looking girls have very few friends and if they get into drugs and alcohol, then there is a downward slide to misery. For many who enter into the world of glitz and glamour of the fashion industry hoping to make a mark, not everything is a smooth sail. With long and odd hours to work, there is too much stress and unrealistic expectations, and this becomes sometimes difficult to cope.
Everything has a price....doesn't it?
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