I was searching for some beautiful wallpaper for blog and this picture caught my sight; I fell in love with it almost immediately. This is a beautiful painting and the artist of this creation has my standing ovation. For so long I have been dreaming to have another home with a lake, and this painting depicts exactly what I desire. The lake is missing though but I can easily use my creative imagination to place the lake at the backside of this home. No I am not shifting anywhere, yet; but lately a deep desire is surfacing within me to live at a place where I am completely surrounded by nature, lush green land with trees, flowers, lake or ocean, with few other homes in vicinity. However, there has to be cafes, shopping malls, biryani and nihari inns and the bustling main city area should be within few minutes’ drive. Besides this house, I desire that I would like to do something more than just practicing law. I want to be engaged in the work that I enjoy with a...
It’s only been 7 or 8 days since I last showed up on the blog but it feels like ages have gone by; the most familiar of environs are appearing to be quite strange. Probably this is what time does to us; it has the greatest inherent quality of making things hazy in our memories, maybe this is why time is known as the best healer. First it gradually fades the memory and then the pain associated with that particular memory diminishes bit by bit. I wonder is there any exception to this rule, is it possible to remember somebody or something which at a certain point in time seemed trivial and easily dispensable yet when it disappears from the proximity could leave an indelible mark on our consciousness. Do share with me if anyone of you had such an experience. Nevertheless it feels good to be back, back to the routine which has now become the most vital part of my day. Although I finished up my work on Sunday but then th...
A very happy new year to all my lovely family, dearest friends & amazing readers. I am amazed that on 1 January 2024 for the first time in my life I am not home but in Dubai. Dubai, a city of lights, kites, bikes, heights, and of course Rolls Royce; where people of so many beautiful & different languages, cultures come for earning livelihoods, some for shopping, others to optimize their wealth and while others come aboard on winters to have some fun. Dubai was not in my bucket list because it was synonymous to earning money and I hardly had any sense or concept of wealth. All I enjoyed is the little pocket-money that my mom used to give me out of my own salary and that was my life. I could buy coffee, I could go crazy with stationary shopping (I know stationary sounds crazy but I never claimed to be normal). However, it all changed about two years ago when, one fine day, my mom handed over the burden of financial management over to me. No more pocket money but I will b...
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