Bachelor's Den

Kuch Kuch aisa lagta hai Mera kamra Kabhi Kabhi













Aur Folks ye hai Saari ka Pallu, which I bought for Mom :)















In all there are total 7 sarees :)...3 in diff shades of green, 2 Yellor, 1 mix colored and then 1 with white background

2 are of silk, 5 are of cotton.

1 of silk is beautifully painted and the 1 is having thread work ...both green.

1 in cotton is beatifully embroided and looks pretty soothing to eyes.

The Yellow ones are brighter ones and the silk one have un parallel grace.

I know this time mom shall agree to the fact that I know shopping !! :)

Anyhow finally this is going burn a hole in my wallet pretty soon :)

Citizen EcoDrive AV 0020 55H


kaisi hai :) MRP Rs. 39,380/-

What's cooking ?

So folks this is my make shift kitchen. The proper kitchen in left to it. That day the switch board in the kitchen was not working properly...

The Indian cooking is always colourful, Red tomatoes, Purple Onions, White/creamy potatoes and colorful spices and then there is some giner also, cutting board and Induction Plate completes the picture.

I was cooking Bari-aloo that day. One of the Escape dish in North Indian Kitchen, if you cannot make up your mind on what to cook,

This is my humble collection of utensils :)

Most of it is unused yet. I am making all efforts to do a reasonable use of all this is stuff.

Well there are 6 Full Thalis, 6 half plates, 6 small bowl, 4 serving bowls, 2 Futura Vessels, 1 Hawkins Ventura and several other stuff to make cooking easier.

Actually, I am making efforts for a house warming party to happen coming weekend. Let's see what happens and how ?



Steps in Parantha Preperation :)


Took too much time yesterday to attain the perfect round shape and have a brilliant stuff :)




The final ...ready to serve hot with Tea and Achaar. :)

Paradise Lost :: Hugs & Kisses

So what and where is this Paradise, which has been lost now ? What it is composed of ? and how are Hugs and kisses related to it....

Well folks, this Paradise is of Friendship, Frankness is the molecule that identifies it, Trust & reliability is the sole foundation of it.

From past few months, I was observing that the "Frankness" - the very molecule is eroding, and now its been eroded to the point that I feel sad to say "Paradise Lost".

First I thought let it be like this, let this Paradise be lost and forgetten forever. But then there exist; the wrong way, the right way and the Hirdu's way of doing things and approaching life and in Hirdu's way, "We Never Lose !", so here I am making efforts again to bring in back the lost frankness, to bring trust back to where it belongs to, where its treasured as most precious and priceless asset - "Our Hearts".

This is where "Hugs and Kisses" comes to picture. Tommorow, People shall be celebrating "Thanks giving day" and We shall start our "Jhappi & Pappi affair" - i.e the "Hugs and kisses" Phenomenon.

So folks, spend few moments, analyse, and verify among yourself, if it's the "Frankness and Trust" which is missing in your Friend Circle, if it's not from your side, and might be from your buddy's side. Take it easy, pal. Go ahead, Hug or kiss him/her (Whatever is feasible !! :) )

If they are far, shoot accross a Mail, a phone call, a sms, an e-card, or write a letter today. This time the onus is on you. Just do it.

There is nothing worse then loosing a buddy, just coz of loss of frankness and lazyness in approaching him.

The loss might not affect right now, but some day it shall and that day you might not have anywhere to return back. So folks before it goes out anybodies control, hold onto it and hold it very tightly.

!! Go Give or Send a Hug today !! Send in kisses and smoothen all the differences or misunderstandings. The loss might not be affecting you, but it might be affecting you buddy.

So for the pious and unparallel phenomenon of Friendship "Approach", move forward, shed your Ego, and come out.

Be confident on my confidence, "Thy shall never regret it"

I am writing this post coz after "List Unlisted", a friend called me up yesternight and we talked for around 2 hours to nail down the coz of unhappiness. We finally found out the reason and though yesternight I was of the opinion that I wont make any effort, but then as I already said, "This is not the Hirdu's way". "Hirdu's way" is to go out with open arms and make life happen.

and buddy this is for you. I know thy shall say, "Ye hui na Hirdu wali baat" to phir shuroo ho jayo...

Send in hugs and kisses... People are waiting..."Build in the lost trust again and repoen the channels of thy heart for frankness" and withing few moments thy shall start feeling that "Paradise is regained."

For all those who were waiting

Self created one's :) so you can target thy Bouquets and brickbets to me :)

(For Chennai Rains)
ye samaa nahin hai pyar ka,
ye samaa nahin hai kissi ke intezar ka,
kyunki baher ho rahi hai Zor ki baarish,
Ye mausam nahin hai bahaar ka.

Aajkal woh nazar nahin aate rah mein,
Aajkal woh nazar nahin aate rah mein,
kyunki roz hoti hai baarish aur woh auto mein jaatein hai.

Bahut dino se pairon mein jootein nahin daale,
Bahut dino se pairon mein jootein nahin daale,
kyunki agar woh barish mein bheeg jayenge, to hafton sookhne mein lag jayenge.

he he he .....:)

Lists Unlisted

So finally, I am free and not entangled....

2 mailing lists which lately become a burden to be in, are now dismantled and deleted. And since ppl shall pour in for the reasons they are deleted, and I donot wanna reply on mails ,so it is here on my blog...I am posting...

The deletion has not been done in haste...I had been thinking about it since I returned from Delhi trip this time....The last dinner before leaving to home casted the coffin for the lists.

There was huge stuff ppl wanted to share, but they were stopping themselves to deliever, Natural appearance were lost and there was too much plastic and ego in between.

These mailing lists were created with the thought of bringing the members near and keep them interlinked forever. During initial days, it use to be fun and ppl were enthutiastic...but slowly, as all things come to an end...this too started decaying...and all of a sudden somehow I started feeling rotten smell too...

As of today, almost all are too busy, too plastic to be entertained in a group mailing list. People are now mature enough to communicate directly to whom-so-ever they desire, and thus the mailing lists are now deleted.

I felt really sad when I deleted them...but lately there had been no use of those lists...

The list which touched more than 1000 mails a month, ppl refrained from mailing to them now.

"Logon ko kisi aur ki zubaan se Jindagi ka pata chalta tha" so folks now its no more...and now there is no boundation of being entangled...The FALSE feeling of being attached & connected is now deleted.

I believe this way we shall be more happy....

The last song of dusk - Siddharth Dhanvant Shanghvi

This book had been in my collection since the day it was published, lying unread.

So many times I desired to read it, but everytime I picked it up, something more interesting, or something with higher priority came up. Finally, at last I started yesterday.

and Lo & behold, as the first chapter itself, started unwinding itself, the beauty of the linguistic parameters brought me to the new world of colour and sensuality.

Author has successfully derived the passions involved with color, material and soul. He has taken utmost care to bring, and make the reader imagine the soothing pleasure of imagination.

I shall be continuing the book to finish it off this weekend and then shall be able to give you the full review.

Till then here are few beautiful lines quoted from it for your reading pleasure.

"Mrs Patwardhan's large, oval eyes, the hue of liquid soot, misted over and shut them with gracious restraint. At that moment, young Anuradha decided that her mother never looked lovelier: robed in a cobalt blue sari with gold-leaf border, she was a woman of altitude although not imposing, slim but with pertinent parts of biology eye catching endowed, and a certain gift of Song that was, to say the least, legend in Udaipur."
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"Mrs Patwardhan was standing on the last step of the marble portico, erect as an obelisk but with the grace of a swan, the silken pallo of her sari drawn over her head: a sigh of sartorial grace."
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"A Man is like a carpet: lay them once, and you can walk on them for the rest of your life."


Anyhow more shall come from this book later.

There is something I shall reveal in here. I had been observing it from a long time since I started reading and collecting book seriously.

All the books which I had bought and read, had been bought or read over sudden gesture made by my instincts. It always seemed that every book reading has always made some changes or revealed some hidden secrets in the design of my Universe.

What I am trying to say in here is that, though I read for my pleasure, there always had been some greater design involved behind that.

Let me see what's in there this time?

!! Na Ker !!

na ker dosti per yun aitbaar, woh chala jayega,
na ker pyar se itna pyar, woh chala jayega,

na thaam zindagi ki dor itni kus ke, woh chhoot jayegie,

na reh maut ke darr se itna door, woh chali aayegi,
na reh khafa itna khuda se, uski khudai sa-e-hem jayegi,

na muskura itna apni beb-asi per, woh apna legi tujhko,

na reh iss kader shamil, inn mehfilon mein, aadat pad jayegi,
na ker gumaan iss bahaar ka, ye bagiya uzadd jayegi,

Kiss intezar mein sare shaam se jaam liye baitha,
Khuda to kab ka khud ki khudai ne nashe mein choor hoker chala gaya,

yun he nahin dee hai tere haath mein kismat teri,
maut ke khanzar se likhi hai khuda ne kismat teri,
tu he khada tha chaurahe per, jab sare bazaar lut rahi thi asmat teri,
kyun nahin tha tujhe intezar, jab aadhi raat ghar lauti asmat teri,

ab to maan ja apni haar, shayad tab he aaye tere zigar ko karaar,
zeete zee kon zeeta hai khuda se, log to mer ker bhi kerte hai bosa uska her baar.