Saturday, December 22, 2012

Cooking...

There are so many beautiful things which I do, cooking is one of them.I like to try the different different recipe and mixing my own recipes with it. Whenever I said to maa; I am thinking to cook this with some different ingredients, she always says taste would not be good with it. But the exciting part is I know when I will cook it she will definitely like it and exactly happened too,  Maa like the taste. She always told me whatever you cook you cook with love that's why your dishes are very tasty. 
It's a really peaceful feeling that mom really likes what I cook, I always asked her I am your daughter that's why you are saying all this hai na,? She said no its really tasty. My friends, relatives too like my cooking. 
There was a time when I don't know how to cook but now the time is different I learnt so many things, even I checked for new recipes on the internet I saw videos of it and try it at home. Actually it's my habit  if I don't know anything I Google it. 
Oh yes I forgot to mention that I like to decorate my dishes, specially decorating salads. I like the combination of decorating & tasty food.


Now bye bye enjoy your meals, have a nice day... :)


Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Physics, chemistry, "MATHS"...

When I was in school, Maths was my favorite subject. Maths such a wonderful subject. Even I had decided to choose maths in the future. My feelings for maths is just like this love emotics... 



And My feelings for physics & chemistry...
Means if I would know who invented these two subjects I seriously kill them........ I wanted to choose maths but these two subjects huh!!!



I decided that either I will choose maths or commerce; commerce because I wanted to learn accounting , economics, business elements...

One day I was discussing with my brother that I am thinking to choose maths, he said ok but what about physics & chemistry he knows how good I am on it...  And I was like:
 " hain physics and chemistry will come sath me .,." beda garg ho saalo ka, saale sath me barati ki tarah hi ayenge 

Then I chose commerce actually I wanted maths and commerce together but in our school we can choose either only maths or only commerce... But as we have to do calculations on accounting too; so I was happy... Even I enjoy accountancy... 

But it doesn't mean I completely left maths, no I don't break-up with maths as I play online maths puzzle games, math equations etc... I love you Maths...





Monday, December 17, 2012

Paintings...


I love to draw... love to give shape to my imaginations.

Even there was a time when I was a kid I wanted to become a painter.

World of colors always attracts me a lot, a beautiful opportunity to create whatever you like without any limitations. 

Earlier I drew on sketchbooks, drawing sheets, but when I started using internet, I specially looked for online painting software’s. Earlier Orkut was my favorite social networking site where I play games except chatting with friends. One day I found amazing painting software on orkut called “ortist graphical scrap book”.

Ortisit graphical scrap book is a magical drawing book, I found it very interesting and amazing. It gives me to liberty to draw freely as well to record my paintings in a video format means I can play and see how I draw.

Only one problem it has that we can only see it in orkut, we can’t share it on other social networking sites.

Anyways now I am sharing some images of my painting which i draw on it.






Hope you all like it... enjoy....... :) :) have a nice day... :)


Thursday, January 19, 2012

Me & My Papa...



Hi I am lily. In my family I have a mom, elder brother & my father passed away three years back in 2009.
People say; when somebody died their family members and relatives everyone cry for few days and miss them for few days.
 I don’t know about others but I lost my father, I know how it feels when we lost our loved ones. Every minute every second I miss my papa, I can’t show anyone how badly I miss papa, because I only know what my father was for me; strangers or anyone else can’t understand.
  There are bundle of many things which I wanted to share with him, but don’t have any option to contact him, I wish we would have mobile phone and internet facilities at heaven to contact our loved ones…
Once my mom told me when I was a kid; first word which I said that was “papa” not maa. When I heard that I was like “really papa was my first word” I was amazed as I heard of babies first word is maa. My father calls me GUDIYA… very special & adorable word for me….But I don't like if someone else call me gudiya.

 As I am the younger one at home everyone loves me lot, my father too loved me very much, and it doesn’t mean we wasn't fighting. Even I and papa we fought like kids, my mom used to tell us we are TOM & JERRY. Within 5 minutes we fought within 5 minutes we patch up. I miss those moments.
My father and I used to play chess. My father always wins the game; once I won the game my father was happier than me.
I remember how I tell everything whatever I did in school and tuition to maa, papa & bhai… They all told me “bas kar beta ho gaya baaki kal bata dena”.  It’s my habit I tell everything to my parents, very rare things I hide.

I was in B.com final year when we got to know that my father had stone in the gall bladder. Then my father is admitted in hospital, that was a very hectic time for us. As our exams were going on, and we have to manage so many things, I and my brother had to take care of mom, dad, hospital, study, college, tuition, home. I understood mom’s condition; the truth was that I too was very scared, but I can’t show in front of mom, I had to be very strong in front of her to show her that everything will be all right, don’t worry. The day of the operation also came, papa’s operation was successful. Doctors found around 150 stones in papa’s gall bladder which was different sizes.papa was alive just for 15 days after operation. Actually the stones were affecting his pancreas so doctors had to shift him in ICU then he left us……

I feel myself unlucky as I didn't hear my father’s last word; he might want to say something to me.

Life goes on but the fragrance of memories is still fresh, So many things to ask, so many things to share, but can’t help it as you are not here.

 Hope you feel proud and happy to see me from heaven…

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