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Adventures, He and I, Poetry

Hello!

Here I am. All set. Ready to take on 2018.

The last two months have been heavy. I have been working. All seven days, of the week. There was this constant dread and anxiety over finding a new job. Redundancy was kicking in toward the end of December. Bills, mortgage, payments of generic goods a girl desires. How was I going to afford it all?

I did it though. I worked hard. 50 days. Constantly working. In between, looking for, applying and preparing for interviews. You know , for that good, solid job.

Like I said, I did it. I worked hard. I got offered a new job. I made some extra money. Met new people. Made new friends. Experienced new things. Learnt a lot, about the world, society, about myself.

And I am proud. You know what, I would like a medal. Perhaps I will do just that. Buy myself a medal, hmmm perhaps a crown? I have always wanted a crown. And why not? I can be the queen of my own life!

After nine months of anxiety and dread filled 2017, it had all worked out in the end. Almost like it was a Christmas miracle. It led me to have an enjoyable Christmas with family and friends and welcome the new year joyfully.

And so, to welcome 2018, I will leave two pieces of poems on the blog. They are both by Amy Turn Sharp. Her words are beautiful and has inspired me to have a go at writing my own on many occasions.

Poem 1:

How about not overanalysing 2018 into a mess?
What if you made a pact with your heart today?
A truthful and lovely treaty
With agreements that will honor you like:
-I will follow love everywhere
-I will lean into magic
-I will trust myself
-I will forgive
-I will live deep this year

Poem 2:

This is a spell.
The things you want
In 2018 will want
You back.

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Bathing under the sky

He and I, Renovations

This picture makes me wish that I had a larger garden, with tall, tall fences, all around, where people on the outside, would stand on their tippy toes, or climb each other’s shoulders, just to get a peek. Well naturally because it all seems so very curious. And when they do, they would see a beautiful garden with flowers growing everywhere. Small shrubs of roses, fuchsias and camellias. A wildflower meadow. A mini sunflower field. An apple tree or two, perhaps a raspberry tree too; and hidden within all these beautiful flora, how odd, but is that a bathtub?

Who in their complete and right mind would even think of bathing outside of closed doors?

But imagine if you had all the privacy. A lovely bathtub nestled among the lush flowers and greeneries of your beautiful garden. Wouldn’t it be lovely to be able to wake up in the morning, walk out to your garden and take a refreshing shower/bath? And after, you could dry off naturally with the cool morning breeze, perhaps stop to pluck some apples and berries from your trees and even pick flowers for your home?

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This picture is from a facebook page called Cottage Whimsy where I mostly find dreamy pictures as such!

Wrestl’n Vaseline

He and I

Remember when you were young and you did silly things, like put a t-shirt on your head and pretend you are a bride, or use a ruler as a gun and pretend you are cop, or put on your mom’s makeup and high heels and pretend to be a ‘bossy’ lady at work? This is one such story.

Fish and I sat watching TV at her house, when out of the blue we started to hear odd grunting coming from upstairs. We looked at each other, our expressions clearly saying, “What on earth?”  Fish put her finger to her mouth, shushing me, and we stealthily climbed up the stairs. What mischief were her brothers up to? They were always up to something, those little rascals!

Halfway through the stairs, we peered into the landing. And there, we saw it!

Standing in front of the full length mirror, was her youngest brother, his top half bare. His body was glistening. He stood in front of the mirror. He posed. He flexed. He rubbed his chest.

“What are you doing?” we jumped at him, laughing. He mumbled something as he made a run for it. I caught the word ‘Wrestling’, Fish heard, ‘Vaseline’.

Stylist Live

Adventures

Over the weekend I went to Stylist Live. Stylist is a magazine I subscribe to and it has loads of amazing things from fashion to food, beauty, travel, accessories, books, authors, talks, restaurants, coffee-shops, bars, amazing things happening in London and so on and so forth. I received two free passes to this event and took the opportunity to go see what it was all about, and I am glad I did.

Hosted at Olympia London, this event was like a life size version of Stylist magazine. A lot of the things, places, restaurants, etc I had read about in the magazine were present as boutiques. They were giving out samples, trying to sell etc. I took advantage of the samples. There were so many, such as health drinks, and health foods, bars, chocolates, beauty products. There was even a ‘beauty drink’. What kind of witchery?

It was truly like a potion, coming in various colours, purple, red, and slime green. With ingredients like collagen and hyaluronic acid, say a few magic spells and viola in 28 days or so see yourself young and radiant and glowing. We did try all the flavours available, but no visible effect yet. Ha!

Nevertheless, there were lots of other amazing things, creative and new, I learnt that I could just about sell anything as long as it has excellent presentation and finishing. I mean me along with my husband, do things like this and this and this, and there are loads of other stuff that I have not yet had the chance to blog about.

We also took our seats at the Stylist Catwalk and I was very impressed with the trends on show.  This was so much better than the trends at London Fashion Week, which we attended a few years ago. I loved almost all the trends at Stylist. We each received a little handout detailing all the trends on stage, with the price and where you can shop the look. The bonus, they were all reasonable and affordable prices from high street shops and not unjustifiably expensive. I mean, I totally do not get the hype of designer stuff and all that. But, that’s just me.

There were lots of free beauty treatments on offer too, like hair, nail, facials etc. But the waiting line for everything was too long and we just couldn’t be bothered to wait for it.

Overall, I did enjoy the event, learnt new stuff, and was inspired by all the creativity around.

Enjoy the pictures below.

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Pink

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Monkey-ing around at the Photobooth

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Create your own Stylist Cover

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Catwalk

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Pink Monkey

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These metallic balloons are so cute

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Catwalk II

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Love this backdrop

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Diet Coke Photobooth

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Stage decoration

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All the stylist covers

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Stylist Live

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Inbound Messages

Parties, Gifts & Crafts

Remember this?

I have sent 34 so far, (still 66 more to go, Yay!). Anyway, I know a lot of people probably think me odd for doing so. So many probably wonder where I have the time to do this. The honest answer is, well, I do not have the time to do this and so I make time. I do it while I watch TV, or while I am cooking, or while I am on the train going home or going to work, or if I am not able to sleep at night. That is the fun part of it all isn’t it ? To make time for doing simple things and spreading joy and kindness and gladness to people you know. I could have written to strangers. But, isn’t it more meaningful to write to a person you know, and bring joy to them?

The responses I have received so far from the recipients has been wonderful as well. Although no body has responded back via letter yet, I did get a good deal of text messages, and emails, expressing just how much they loved receiving my letters and how much joy and delight it brought them.

I was very surprised by the length of words a few people had put in their message to me. I never knew they could write so beautifully. It truly was a message from their hearts. I also got pictures of recipients who were so delighted to receive the letter, I could see them beaming with joy. Some even posted their mail on social media for all to see, such was their excitement.

Well, what is the point of doing it all, you ask? Aside from making others happy, it’s also receiving these:

Thank you for your letter containing lovely and warm thoughts and ideas, nicely expressed. I went through your website you have lots of activities, pleasant ones and interesting. Your pictures stunning. Keep it up. Send more of your ideas and activities. Thanks. Love Uncle

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Thank you so much for that thoughtful letter which actually surprised me. I’m sorry that I didn’t message you earlier but the truth is my dad mixed your card with his mail and he left it out on the table today. What caught my eye was your lovely art work that was displayed on the envelope with my name on it. We don’t tend to celebrate Halloween, it was just two occasions where we decided to. I just want to say thank you so much again and you don’t understand how much it means to me by receiving this letter from you 

P.s I’ve been dying to go to the escape room but it’s either I have exams or Marisa has work, but hopefully we can all push that aside and go.

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“Hi, your letter was so sweet. I was wondering when mine was coming.”

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“We received your letter it was very thoughtful.”

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“..That is so sweet of you. I love it. I specially love the doggy bookmark!” 

******   ******   ******   ******  ******   ******   ******   ******  ******   ******   ******  “Such lovely letters for the three of us . You always remember them love u I loved it sooo much”

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“I received your letter. It was soooo sweet. Thank you. I love receiving letters.”

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“Got ur letter..so Sweet of you.. kata bata samjhish aaja didi lai.. Diwali bhaera ho.. kya ramailo lagyo”

Translated (Got your letter, so sweet of you. How come you remembered your big sister today? … is it because it is Diwali? I really enjoyed it.

 

Walk in the woods

Adventures, He and I

Hubby was a little bit nervous, I could tell. I was driving down a narrow ‘country’ road. I mean, there was this narrow lane that was going to take us into a forest, just a few minutes’ drive from our house. I was very excited, and as a new driver this new ‘country’ lane, so empty and bare was a pleasant drive for me.

“OK, OK, slow down,” he said, “let’s look for a place to park.”  Just there on the left, I found a big ditch, which led to a parking, oh it was all so muddy and full of puddles. Again, I was excited, I have really wanted to drive across a puddle, but he got nervous again, “Make sure not to get into the puddle OK,” Splash! In and out of the puddle I went and parked it into a bay.

This woodland was magnificent. I thought it would be nothing much, but, from the point we started and every step further into the forest we went; it got deeper and enchanting.  My excitement grew. I imagined coming across forest creatures, or at least some woodland critters. Some badgers, hares, deer, porcupines. At one point, I swear I saw little Bambi, crossing through the path to the other side of trees. It was too fast, I couldn’t take pictures.

The sun peered through the gaps between the trees, and created enchanting vision along the way. Although the sun was shining, we could hear the wind roaring too. We could see the leaves above us sway. The branches creaked. We heard some howling. It was the wind, or it could have been a baby, I don’t know. Or maybe it was a fox, we just couldn’t see it, so perfectly camouflaged between all the orange leaves on the ground.

We walked hand in hand down the winding paths, coming across large fallen tree trunks. Some were dry and bare; some were green with moss growing all over. Some were hollow, perhaps a home, maybe a rabbit’s burrow?  More muddy puddles. Zillions of leaves on the ground. From a distant it looked like the ground was covered in orange and brown confetti.

I even saw the perfect location to host my woodland party. How exciting! A great location, and not even too far from the house.

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