IT a dream or Drain?

Today the IT ghost smites the whole world. As much as it has done good one also has to take into account the damage done. Is there anyone taking responsibility to set right? Yes and no, would be the answer.

Wine In India

Wine has been in existence from times immemorial. To communities like Christians it is as much as a revered drink as much as it is a thirst-quencher at social occasions. In India, wine is looked upon as another variety of alcohol, a taboo to be spoken about. Which may be true to a large extent, as alcohol in itself is condemned as a social evil.

However the word wine originally meant grape juice that could be stored (not artificially fermented) during the dry days. And for that matter bread in the biblical times, in real sense is nothing but our very own Tandoori Roti nice and thick. Come to think of it many a old name for dishes haven’t changed much although the dish itself has metamorphosised into something different. As is the wine.

F1 satisfaction

My husband and I are huge fans of the “red car”. Schumi was a hero who was literally worshipped by my hubby. Last year we were a little more than disappointed that he was to retire, but I had always maintained a secret admiration for Rakki boy of Mclaren. However many times he blew his vehicle in smoke, all knew that he was a man with the material, to step into Schmi’s shoes. Lo! was I… jumping with joy to hear that he was here in the all so sacred “Red”.

Days by gone!

Yester years of college life, a time well used in learning. Thriving not so much on academics as much as other things that are not learned at home. One among my siblings, yet one of my own distinction. Always self absorbed on the land of my budding and flowering dreams. Some, I know were meant not to be fulfilled, yet they remained in the wonderland of my fancy.