Sunday, 22 May 2016

Shine, Spark, Confidence and much more . Sushmita Sen - the epitome of Feminism and independence .

Yesterday was 21st May, 2016 and it just marked 22 years of  completion that the 18 year old teen was crowned as Miss Universe in 1994. Yes, I am talking about Sushmita Sen, the first Indian to win Miss Universe title. I am not at all going to pen down her journey on how she became Miss Universe or like that. In some recent blogs, I just re-watched the video of her win though I watched it before for several times and then the admiration towards her which has been living in me since childhood was revived and poked me to write down for her who inspires me a lot. The ladies who show me what truly Feminism is all about, how it is to be like independent and of course the gist that marriage is not everything a woman should dream about. There are many things to do far beyond it. Of course I am not saying that marriage is bad, but I think we should get married only when we think that we are independent enough to take care of us and we are capable enough to give support to our parents & family. It is weird how people treat a girl in her 20's and insist to get married. It feels awkward when gossips twirl around you and people are excited enough to tease a girl who is not marrying and living her life in her own terms. Even the society has been teaching the young girls too to have marriage in their mind since the ages. Then there are few women, who are setting some benchmarks and inspiring million girls like me to slurp the essence of life and to believe in us and to live the life with much positivism and sheer happiness and Sushmita Sen is one of them.

Ahh !! Sushmita Sen is incomparable. She is just incomparable. When Sushmita Sen and Aishwarya Rai won the titles Miss. Universe  and Miss. World in 1994 respectively, I was only 5 years of old. Very little. Even today people start comparing them. Who is better ? For me they both are incomparable. How can you compare two people who are totally different from each other. I love Aishwarya too. I have loved, still love and will love her beauty. And for Sushmita I would say I admired her, I admire her and will admire her for her personality. Sushmita Sen has taught me on how to live life on my own wish irrespective of the fact what society is telling. Though I haven't done anything great in life till now, but I try to make me happy and indulge in those activities which give me sheer happiness. At the age of 25, it needs guts to adopt a child. Sushmita Sen did it. She adopted her first child, Renee. Basically she kept her words which she uttered during the question answer round of Miss.Universe. Ignorant about the rat race of film industry, she chose to take care of her family, to campaign on girl child and then she adopted again her second child Alisah. How beautiful it is to utilize money and wealth by adopting children. Nothing can be as best as it is. She knows to love, she loves to love and spreads it through her confident smile. She starts talking and I feel like there she is the Shining Sush. When she speaks on Feminism, it reflects in her eyes. She is a wonderful mother, it shows in her. Feminism is not about dominating men or hating men. It is not at all about comparing with Men. It is all about breaking the social unfair norms and standing up on our own feet by doing something. Doing any work which can make us happy and others too. Doing something which makes us confident, which gives us some own identity. I can't thank enough Sushmita Sen for teaching me how to become a good human, how to speak honest, how to respect us as woman, how to spread love, how to love your passion and how to be strong and Smile confidently. Love you Sushmita. Love you loads.

This was the cover page of all newspaper. I clearly remember.

Keep inspiring us Sushmita Sen ... let me love the spark of confidence in you. Shining always. ♥♥♥
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Sunday, 15 May 2016

Reminiscence of Sandakphu - Wanderwomen's journey - Day 3 - Kalipokhri, Bikheybhanjan, Sandakphu

Phew.... Sometimes I really feel why am I keeping this blog.. After three weeks I am going to update on Sandakphu ... so irregular I am becoming on this. Time is the real culprit. Anyhow. Please don't get pissed off and I hope you will read this post in same excitement as you did for the last post on Sandakphu.

read my DAY 1 and DAY 2 here.


After being so tired and exhausted and having the sumptuous dinner at Kalipokhri we really slept well. Last day we missed the Sunrise so at any cost we didn't want to miss that. We woke up early and walked till top to watch the Sunrise. The calm serene mountain was gradually getting up at the morning too. Ray beams were touching each peaks one by one. Sun came up. The bright orange Sun was marking the contrast in the deep blue sky of the morning.

Pic : Arpita di

After marking the event done, we went ahead and got ready for the toughest trek of this route (as heard before). We started walking towards Bikheybhanjan. We knew that we had to cover really short distance compared to last trek but as we started the trek, we were realizing that yes the paths were not that smooth. We could feel that we were hiking upwards. We started feeling the weight of our sack even more and while talking yes we found that it was gobbling our energy fast and with gossips and snacks we didn't even feel how we reached Bikhebhanjan... LOL .. We crossed 2.5 Kms very easily. 

Pic : Arpita Di

I tried hard and even ran after them. But phew .. couldn't catch anyone 

From Bikhebhanjan to Sandakphu.. 

At Bikhebhanjan.. yes 3.5 kms still

From Bikheybhanjan it was 3.5 KMS to Sandakphu. We were too positive to reach Sandakphu very fast. Because it was just 3.5 Kms. As soon as we started walking up, we found the trails really steep. I won't say that the trail were very rough and tough. But yes the steepness was really more. We still had much enthusiasm in us and we were busy cheering each other up. We walked, laughed, cracked jokes, halted, sat, watched the scenic view from each and every corner and then we again walked and then repeated the loop..   One thing I must advise to my readers, like if you have any plan to trek this trail or any other trail, make sure you are physically fit and your back is strong enough to carry your sack throughout the uphill and downhill trek & mostly carry dry fruits and chocolates as much as possible. It really helped us. Suddenly we noticed the change of weather. It was getting colder and mists were covering all of us. Our breathing issue continued and yes somehow we were coped with it. Later we didn't even feel that we were having any kind of trouble. We just enjoyed the trek too much. In the middle when we almost reached Sandakphu, we spotted a group of young men who were singing loudly "Resham Firiri, Resham Firiri.. Udera Jau Ki Dhada Ma Bhanjyang Resham Firiri ♫" and seriously that just encouraged us a lot. I started smiling so much. Just imagine, amidst the foggy mountains you are listening locals to sing the local song in chorus. So beautiful. & like this we reached Sandakphu and on reaching there we just spotted our GTA house .. Yippy ... 

Viraaj :P 

Pic : Sanjukta Di

Pic : Sanjukta Di 

Pic : Sanjukta Di
Cam : Arpita Di

Wait for the next post .. till then tata !! 

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Saturday, 14 May 2016

The Rain ♥

I love Rain.. I love the way it rains. Flawless and free. Alive but calm. I love the way it sounds persistently. The way it creates a temporary haze. I love how the trees move, nod their heads in simple harmonic motion. I love how the leaves flatter. I love to gaze at the reddish dark gloomy sky that sparks frequently as if the sky is breaking down and leaving all the sorrows behind and speaking through the lightening. I love to watch the sleek and wet streets and the shadow it gets for the lights over it. I love how the headlights of two/four wheelers carry the raindrops with themselves in speed and those umbrellas, they are amazing. Amazing to see people sharing it. Loving together and yes giggling aloud.  I love the drizzles that fall upon my face through my window. I love the way it clears out all my sorrows and bring a smile on my face and the breeze ? so romantic and pleasant.... I love how Rain fades all the agony and pain .. I just love Rain... ♥ ♥ ♥

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Sunday, 8 May 2016

Big B - The GOD !!

Yes I knew that he was going to come in Kolkata for Kalyan Jewellers inauguration. Even planned to see him but anyhow wasn't sure about it. I went to Kolkata City Centre 1, Saltlake with my besties to have fun and lunch. After spending a quality time out there when we were about to leave for home, we saw RJs and anchors shouting infront of Kalyan Jewelers like after few minutes BIG B was about to arrive along with his Bengali wife Mrs. Jaya Bhaduri Bacchan. Now who will miss that chance ??? Come on !! Rushed almost and stood in  the crowd. Full of Police force, Security and media was covering the place and we were like when when when the GODFATHER will arrive ? After 10 minutes around, He came up into the stage with Mrs. Bacchan and then I realized yes he is the BOSS ... A persona that can trigger the adrenaline rush in the fastest mode within fraction of second and the excitement that comes while seeing him is speech-bound ... Mrs. Bacchan delivered her speech totally in Bengali and yes loved the Dhannyi Meye ... then Mr. Bacchan started his speech with sweet Bengali "Nomoshkar, ami bangla alpo alpo jane..." and continued with "Hum jahan khade hotein hain line wohi se shuru hoti hain...". On request he even delivered "Don ko pakadna mushkil hi nahin, namumkeen hain & Kabhi Kabhi dil main yeh khayal ata hain "... Ahh !! my voice is still choked as I shouted a lot with excitement.

So my Life is complete now ..

Watched SRK, Ganguly, Virat before and now BIG B .... ♥♥♥♥

#Jabra #FAN 

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