Clicking Together

My life has been at its craziest lately. Actually, it is me, who has an erratic pattern of working, being a freelance writer. The flexibility my work offers also hampers my family time by letting assignments pop up anytime of the day, deadlines to be chased when I could well be sleeping. This vicious circle has been going on for way too long. Every time I think today I have all chores sorted, food ready and kitchen tidied up, I can sit-back and relax with my family, invariably a phone call or an email steals the peace of my mind and I return to the grind.

While we do eat all meals together, get fair bit of time to chit-chat here and there, but those moments when we all could leave all worries of the chores, Pari’s school-work, my parent’s illnesses behind is what we had come to long for. It was then my love for photography came to our respite. I have inherited my love for photography from my father and I look up to my mom for creative suggestions of finding beautiful frames in mundane life. In our team of three, Pari came as a perfect addition with her craze to have photographs clicked in a variety of poses and settings. She is our perfect model on most occasions.

Last month, I had just finished my assignment and my laptop’s battery was alarmingly low when the power went off. With pari wide awake and no distractions (rather excuses) to keep me busy, we decided to visit the famous lake in our city. Initially, my mother was a little reluctant for she was in no mood to go outdoors. But, after little cajoling by Pari she agreed to go ahead with the outing. It was a crisp afternoon hour and though the spot is quite popular  in my city there were only a handful of people. The cool breeze blowing from over the lake water, the quacking ducks and flocks of beautiful migratory birds, swimming, flapping and fishing were a treat for our eyes.

Besides, my family’s love for photography, we share our passion for wildlife. During the winter months the migratory birds make for a wonderful reason for us to visit the lake that we often cross past, but never stop by to feel the breeze, pay attention to the birds or enjoy the spray of water the fountains spray on us. What initially started with us taking pictures, extended to having fun strolling in the beautiful garden along the lake. We spent a hearty time, with my mom and dad sharing fond memories of their college life, how they used to visit the lake with friends and the fun they had eating the corn on the cob, peanuts and pop-corns together.

On occasions like this, I many times feel Pari and I are more of sisters than mother and daughter. You can see us both enjoy the anecdotes and tales my parents narrate with same awe and curiosity, even when I’ve heard them all many times before. Amidst the happy banter, fussing over how spicy the Pani-Puri was and having fun with the balloons and flute Pari bought from the vendor, we spent a handful of relaxed, happy moments together that recharged our determination to carry on with life with a renewed zest. Not forgetting, the beautiful addition to our family moments and the family album.

Sharing a few of the many pictures shot that afternoon. If you recognize any of the birds, please do share their names.

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Yellow beak duck


In flight
In Flight


The Yellow Bird
The Yellow Bird

Babloo ki Condition Serious Hai

This is a true story of a boy named Babloo who was born in the far west of India where water is worshiped and filling a pot of water is the sole aim of survival of the human race.

Babloo was a 21-year-old nerd who was known for his slick look and disciplined life. His heavily oiled hair that sent out the aromatic fumes of ‘Jasmine Oil’, were oiled and combed to perfection by his loving mother every morning before he left for college after an hour spent praying for good results and polishing the eight precious rings that he wore on advise by the astrologer.

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Babloo’s innocence hadn’t yet been touched by technology as he kept himself drenched in the sea of wisdom, books. Girls, Internet, Facebook and Whatsapp existed in other planets for Babloo because he had no time to waste, not even on recharging his mobile so he lived on giving missed calls to everyone he wished to talk to.

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He was the brightest student to have walked the earth in his town who worshiped Einstein every morning, aimed at nothing but 100 percent marks and wept for hours in a dark corner if he scored a 99. Though a nerd, Babloo was all set to face life’s every exam.


He’d take along at least 8 pens to every exam, used his fingers to calculate even when he carried his calculator just to be double sure. He’d write like an answering machine using up multiple supplementary copies when his batch-mates struggled to fill the main answer sheet.


He was always the first person to hit the pillow and also to brush his teeth every morning. Life looked perfect to him but the day he cleared his final exams his parents pronounced him eligible to get married.

One, he was now a graduate, so fit to join his father in the family business of selling Sarees, secondly he’d reached the legal age of getting married, 21. Babloo had led a celibate life till date so happily agreed on marrying the girl their parents found perfect for him.

On the day of marriage, all the family and friends were beaming with joy swaying to the tunes of ‘Nagin dance’ just when someone in the ‘baraat’ procession uttered ‘ Paani aa gaya’ (water supply has come) minutes before they were to reach the bride’s home. Not only the friends but also Babloo’s mum fled in a flurry to fill water pots as their life depended on the existence of water filled pots at home.


The ‘Mahurat’ was missed due to the chaos to fill water, leaving the bride hurt, heart-broken and seriously contemplating her fate on getting married in a water maniac family. The marriage finally happened with the bride and groom happily stepping into their new life.

On the first night Babloo kissed the bride expressing desire to have a daughter just like his beautiful bride. The coy bride blushed and waited for more but her anticipation met loud snores from Babloo every night from then on. Flustered, worrying about Babloo having an extra-marital affair, one fine evening Babloo’s wife confronted him about her concerns.

Every day you say to me you wish for a daughter like me, then why haven’t you taken any step to make that wish come true in the two months since our marriage?” complained Babloo’s wife.

Who said I am not working for it?” replied Babloo in a surprised tone.

What work are you talking about?” asked his wife, who looked more shocked and taken by surprise than Babloo.

Don’t I kiss you every night before going to sleep? That’s how we are going to make a beautiful daughter” uttered Babloo before smiling and going off to sleep.

Not sure how to tackle this face-palm moment of her life, Babloo’s wife slapped her forehead before breaking into an uncontrollable sob. An hour later she decided to speak to her elder sister about it, who advised her to take Babloo to Dr.Chatur.

Babloo’s wife was a little apprehensive in the start but finally decided to visit him with Babloo after spending a lot of time convincing Babloo to visit the doctor. The doctor had already been briefed about their case on the phone.

After a brief introduction and checking on Babloo’s vital parameters Dr. Chatur gave Babloo a dose of the new Cadbury 5 Star and within moments he saw Babloo ease out. His shoulders dropped, he looked relaxed and smiled wide.


That marked the beginning of a happy married life for Babloo and his wife who have been munching on 5 star non-stop and are now proud parents of two daughters.


The Song on my mind: Main ladki po po po ~ Hera Pheri

Do check out the Facebook page of Cadbury 5 Star.

P.S.- All cartoons have been drawn by me, please do not copy.

The pot picture has been adapted from here.

Our bird buddies

Every morning while I am busy with the morning chores or work out, Pari is busy watching and feeding (they love eating Parle G, Hide & Seek and basically wait for Pari to feed them all she eats ) the sparrow family. Today, I finally managed to click a few pictures of Pari’s best buddies, a family of four sparrows in action.

Papa Sparrow…the biscuit collector father
Mamma Sparrow…watching on her babies from the clothes line
Chia -1…the baby sparrow, that’s taking flying lessons while enjoying breakfast with Pari
Chia-2 ….the second baby sparrow, enjoying playing with a piece of thread
Feeding time
Chia-1 quenching her thirst
Playtime for baby sparrows…playing hide and seek on my slippers

The song on my mind: Panchi banoon udti phiroon mast gagan mein ~Chori Chori