The ‘Knot’ty Tales!!!

Blog, Cultural, Social, Sports
[caption id="attachment_521" align="aligncenter" width="300"] The Knotty Tale[/caption] Pinching the cheeks, pulling the hair, hitting on the head, mocking at her to eat less, even though she is thin, countless complaints to mother, above all, fighting against all the odds of the neighborhood for each other’s protection, glorifies the ‘knot’ty tales of the beautiful brother – sister relationships. Even though I have a sister, who is no less than a brother, we have always cherished this fascinating childhood relationship. As I was writing this tantalizing tale, I came across this recent advertisement of Cadbury Celebrations for Rakshabandhan. (If you have not yet viewed, Click Here to view the ad). Cadbury Celebrations, always enlightens the audience with unique and captivating advertisements during the festive seasons, and takes the festive bonds, one step…
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Isle to My Life

Blog, Geography
[caption id="attachment_516" align="aligncenter" width="300"] An Aerial View of Marina Beach[/caption] 376 & still counting… Today, on August 22nd, 2015, Chennai has completed 376 years of its existence. Yes! It’s the “Happy Birthday” of the then called “Madras”, now named as “Chennai”. Though, I am a North Indian by lineage, I am gifted, rather would say privileged, to be born and brought up in this beautiful city. Beyond the attitudinal stigmas of the travelers towards the city, Madras has been painted with a significant history, pulsating beauty and charismatic warmth. Originating as a small space grant to East India Company by Nayak of Wandiwash, who was a part of the Vijayanagar Empire, Madras was formed on 22nd August 1639. The history of Madras is stamped with incidents such as wars, treaties,…
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An “Odd” to Freedom

Blog, Social
It was a busy afternoon, with vegetable and fruits market on one side and buses, cars, auto etc., on the other side of road. Amidst this commotion, with headphones in my ears, listening to some random music, I was walking down the street, gazing the different colors of life. And then this happened with me. “A group of 5 people came to me. They kept their hands over my head and murmured a little, following which they asked me for some money. Just as every other small kid, even I was terrified to death for few seconds. Within few minutes, I gathered myself and asked them, “Why do you have to beg? You have perfect hands and legs, why don’t you make a living by yourself?” And they all busted…
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