Nostalgic 1990′ s

Things back then n now. Life was tough but with a mix of mystery n hardwork it was a different kind of fun. If you grew up in late 80s or 90s, you are much fortunate than today’s kids of idiotic generation. Ask me why? Because you enjoyed your real childhood before smart phones, tablets, facebook, selfies, and other technologies took over it and completely ruined it.

Here are some 90s stuff we all definitely had when we were kids. And if you still remember any of these, trust me, you had an awesome childhood.Imagine when power cuts were a glorious time, coz then you were exempt from doing homework and had no choice but to go outside and play in the dark.

That particular tone of greeting teachers when they entered the class

“Goooooood mooooorning ma’am!”

And in seventh grade, everyone got Slam Books and found out who their true friends were.

The innovative games

From chit games like raja, mantri, chor, sipahi to chidiya udh, maina udh. And how can we forget the gamethat helped us find compatibility with our crushes, flames! This is also how you decided whether someone deserved your friendship, affection, marriage, enmity, or sisterhood.

Life Hacks…. Not youtube ones but real life…
Chewing this helped you concentrate in class? LOL

You relied on white Chalks to hide your shoes dirt as you had no choice in white shoes for Saturday’s.

Intellect of another level
“Elemenopee” was the longest letter in the alphabet.

1 0 O’Cock was considered late.
10 o clock

Every Indian girl secretly tried these on from her mom’s stash. Your mom’s Shilpa bindi gold pack.

Everyone became an expert boat-maker during the monsoon.

This was the No. 1 use of doorways in your house:

This dude was terrifying, and you genuinely had nightmares about him. Thanks, Onida

Our very own actor Aashish Chowdhary of movie Dhamaal.

But this girl — so relevant, so witty — was (and is) your role model.

Always dreamed of eating truck loads of Bourbon but got Parle G.

This cigarette-shaped candy, as problematic as it is in hindsight, made you feel cool as hell:

If you had more of these, you were considered superior.

Always fantasized about having these through out the day

When time pass was easy.
Only 50 Paise for the best entertainment

You only got ONE carrom board in your life, which was one of your biggest asset.

And once you had this toy gun, you started behaving like a boss.

These silly games were fun time pass.
rubber band

You always played with these when mother served you in the evening with tea.
finger chips

The funny stupid games played with pen
pen game

The nostalgic time pass games
time pass games.

The coins which brought a lot of happiness
coins india

Future generation will never know about this relationship

You were considered a rich n a modern( yeah thats the word that was used when someone owns luxuries).Remember the feeling when you first time owned this
video game

This dog was a terror.

Those 16 bit video games glued us for hours to create a unbeatable “Highest Score”.
bricks game.

Wonder how we get glued to clash royale n candy crush… Brick gane was pretty challlenging, no matter how good you are, you miss a brick n slowly whole stack goes up n u hoosh…game over…

Carrying floppy disk was a sign of being tech savvy.
phloppy disk

You often debate on which gum is better – Big Babol or Boomer?
BIGBABOOl.And the first tattoo you ever got was courtesy of these guys. Best thing to flaunt.

You substituted your urge for a cola with this many times
cola. I personally recommended it to friends.

When travelling was important. The whole family fitted perfectly on a scooter.

And owning a Maruti 800 was a luxury and a dream for the upper middle class.

And before you knew n pronounce the word “ambassador” this is all it meant.

And your family’s first car was probably one of these. Every kids dream to have an Omni with a dragging door…quite a style statement.

When getting ready for school was not less than a mission. Every morning before you went to school you made sure your HERO fountain pen is filled with this ink.

The proud possessions, always took out this box in maths class with style
Camlin Geometry Box Scholar

Sundays routine – Hair cut –>

Washing your hair with “Clinic Plus” Shampoo –> Then watching Mahabharat, Rangoli, Mowgli back to back on Doordarshan.You remember the tune of this by heart.That awesome 90’s advertising! You actually hummed the jingles & it really gave you the feels! Remember Hamara Bajaj, Cadbury, Raymond’s & Dhaara?

You actually know who these people are. You know these faces for sure.

And the scariest part.You know this means “There’s something wrong with your TV.”

Cameras for you were this along with the reel! When you get only 36 photos… Tough competition no retakes… Selfies were out of question.

When conversation was valuable afterall it costed us unlike todays unlimited free calling. You had long wires on these no caller id phones to take them all across the house. You never saw smart phones coming!
beatle landline phone.

When dreams were limited.You always thought that you will never go there as its affordable.

And the only substitutes were swings n slides in local fairs . Our local road side jhoolas…Two rs will give ten chakkars, that small manual wheel that was good enough for all the fun of a giant wheel that will be installed in the fair for two three days once a year.

And I Wonder kids now feel they have nothing in India now inspite of kidzania, kingdom of dreams, snowworld, go escape, live paint shoot n etc etc etc.
The word was “tension” rarely heard. No not really, you almost feel like you lost your world when you lost one of these. That tricky pencil with ten lead parts.

kids smile…the only thing that stays the same…😊😊😊😊😊😊



Whoa! Feeling nostalgic?
If this post made you feel nostalgic, don’t forget sharing it with people who were part of your childhood. As I did after recieving few 1990s images from my school group.

Keep smiling😊


Dear Stress…let’s break up!

Shit happens,people change,things fall apart.But earth keeps spinning n life goes on…Noone has the time or interest to cry over a broken heart.

Love yourself. Stay positive and happy. Your positive action combined with positive thinking results in success. Time gone will never come again no matter how long you want to carry the baggage of the backlogs is something you have to decide.Yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or lose. You can be the change in tomorrow but you can’t change the yesterday. And if you learn to replace the negativity or hatred in your thoughts whatsoever reason coz its dead now to positive ones, you’ll start having positive results.

So here am coming up with an incident based on a real case.The facts from her personal story.

It Happened to her : She had a Nervous Breakdown at 24


I started with waking up hourly. Making endless lists of all the things I had to do the next day, lists of all the things that were wrong with me, lists of the careers I would try out when I finally failed. Around 5 am, I would finally stand up, pace around, then go back to sleep for an hour.

I don’t think of myself as an anxious person. Sure, I would work myself into night terrors of my sixth grade, convinced I wouldn’t finish my (what, 100-word?) english essay. But I was a determined little person.
-At 11am, I discovered I had made a mistake at work so enormous that I was absolutely convinced I would be sued, never mind fired.
-Around 2pm, I got a call from the landlady to vacant the apartment immediately and I could nothing against her as the lease was over n I myself was delaying the new as I had already planned to move in a new apartment, which will be complete in next seven days. So I was to be jobless and homeless soon.
-At 10:27pm, my sweet, wonderful, geographically-challenged boyfriend dumped me, suggesting I couldn’t handle a long-distance relationship anymore. He was right. I could not.

Fun! It was super fun. How fun is life sometimes? I went to work the next morning in my very favorite dress, thinking that looking nice would keep me from jumping out of the window. But I didn’t feel depressed, I felt … distant. I felt removed from my body and from everyone around me.
All I could feel was my own hummingbird heart rate and sparking, shaking hands. I couldn’t type with them.

That night, I had “Hell with him, anyway!” drinks with friends. I drank precisely two beers, then I took my car and drove myself straight to the hospital. A nurse took pity on me, quiet self-diagnosis — “she suspected, I am having a panic attack” — and nurse paved me to a more private waiting area. She thought my being turning white n pale had something to do with this.
I sat in an armchair in my work dress, reading “Let the Great World Spin” and crying for five hours. At 2 am, an attending psychiatrist handed over a Xanax(alprazoram-an anxiety relieving drug) , ascertained me that I didn’t want to kill herself and I didn’t possess a gun, and asked me perhaps the most pathetic question of my life: “What did you hope to get out of this?”

Yeah. Huh.

I realised What did I think they would do? Make everything better? Make things stop hurting? Shut down my brain? I had no idea what I thought a medical expert would do. Fix me in an hour, perhaps. Give me really good drugs. Tell me n sympathise that my life was harder than everyone else’s. Tell everyone to be nicer. Tell my boyfriend to come back. Not in the job description? Weird.

May be ?

I could either tell them I wanted kill myself, and be admitted for a few days, or I could go home. They gave me a prescription for Effexor and Iwalked home at 3 am. I told my mother and a few friends about what happened.
For exactly one week. The very next Tuesday, I felt myself shrinking down even smaller inside my robot body. The terrified wood creature that was my consciousness managed to fake it for a few hours of the work day, then I excused myself and walked to the Fortis Hospital. Wowie! What a place! With an emergency room just for nutballs, they took my purse away, handed me an Ativan, and put me in a locked room with an observation window. This was the big time!wow
The Ativan did exactly nothing to calm me down in the slightest, so they went on ahead and gave me another one. I literally blacked out at this point.And woke myself up in my mother’s bed with she sitting by my side.

“On Air”

The whole new “skit” was kind of up now. I told everyone that mattered that I was losing it. I got a lot of concerned suggestions and endless doctor recommendations. It turns out that every person I have ever spoken has a list of suggestion. This should have been comforting, but it wasn’t in the least. What felt like the collapse of my world was run-of-the mill, very ordinary. Ho-haa hoo… It only made me more depressed to know that most people I know are barely holding it together.
I swore to all of those head tilts that I would start taking it easy. I would stop working so late. I would stop going out every night. I would get more sleep.
So I stayed in one Friday night and then one saturday night n everything went exactly back to normal. No one checked in, except for my insurance company’s advisor who kept trying to find me a psychiatrist who would see me. I still haven’t found one.
Why should anyone pay extra attention? As I learned, they have their own soul-stuttering shit to deal with. They are petting their own internal always running squirrel. I find myself fascinated with the ways people find to hold it together: whether by drinking, drugs prescribed , strings of partners, knitting, cutting, calling their mom every Sunday to cry into the phone. Or my personal method staying as busy as humanly possible so you never have to think.
So I ‘ve been doing that. I still don’t sleep enough. I still don’t have a therapist, though I do have a Klonopin ( drug used to keep yourself away from depression) escape hatch. I still wake up at least once a week to make stressed-out lists of my failures. I reviewed if maybe my mental break down was a one-off, or if it’ll happen again.
When are you the person who had a breakdown and when do you become the person who’s just kinda broken?
Stress on what :

Things which are out of your control.
Adopting the right attitude can convert a negative stress into a positive one. Happiness is a choice. Understand n believe God will never give you anything you can’t handle, so don’t stress. Don’t just let your mind bully your body into believing that it must carry the burden of its worries.Sometimes the difference between a stressful life and an easier one is all in your perspective See both leads you somewhere but positivity always leads in a healthy way.
Now here I am reminded of my two friends one who finally ended up in a Heart Attack n another one ended up in Migraine. ” nai yaar tu nai samajhti, U haven’t faced what I had”.
Agree on that how would I n why would I. Cummon everyone plays the game of their choice. I do have a fully loaded play box of life games.

We can’t always change our reality, and ignoring problems isn’t usually the best way to deal with them, but we can embrace reality and soften it at the same time with a bit of humor that:

“Cheer up drama soul, the worst is yet to come. Simply put, quit worrying over the little stuff and wait for something really big.”

On a not so serious note again, It’s good to maintain perspective when you’re worried about the “what ifs” of life. Backup plans and being prepared is great, but stressing yourself over them actually( the backup plans 👎 which are supposed to relieve) is real stupid.

Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see a shadow. Try live life to the fullest, and focus on the positive. Once you replace negative thoughts with positive ones, you’ll start having positive results.
Worrying is like a rocking chair, it gives you something to do but it doesn’t get you anywhere.
So stay healthy, keep smiling. 😊😊😊

There is no real ending, its just the place where you stop the story…

I wish my life would be a movie…
Good or bad but definitely it has an end.

The end that could bring a new.

Again a hit or no but atleast it will have an end.
Recently saw this movie called
” Just my luck”
I wish I could get lucky again..
I know its not realistic but it has an end…
I wish my life would be a movie, happy or sad, good or bad
It has an end…
Still believe in miracles?…
Life doesn’t come with options n chances.

Doesn’t really matter how hard you stay positive.
I wish my life would be a movie…
N I ll never aspire to act again…

I love you this much👉❤❤❤❤❤❤👈

“Dil ka ek tukda, dil dugnaa kar gaya
Dil ka ik tukdaa dil duggnaa kar gaya
Ik lamhe ko aisey baanta
Saara karz utar gaya… ”

Little hands, little you
Oh my angel, I love you.

Remember your little fingers holding mine all the time. Yeah you are right…you are like that Snowhite’s dwarf who gave her life.

Birthday stars…

Your efforts n dedication.

You are the answer to

Everytime I looked up in the sky

N asked for a miracle.

PC: My birthday gallery


Get your happy on!

Happiness doesn’t have a price tag…so smile
It comes easy to me, it flows easily on my lips without an effort. You see me in the morning, you will find it on my face. She will wait for you if you meet me again in afternoon or may be if you catch me in every circle while jogging. Smile…the curve that sets everything straight. Funny I am! May be ? but my only memory worth sharing…other then peeing and gooing around… Just everywhere ) I ‘ve been doing this since I was a baby, the only difference is then it was my parents efforts, their little funny tickly finger, whenever touched my chin, just put me into smile. Or I wonder that must be the-” sch sch” sound which was funny for me and which was multipurpose, it was a sign that they want me to pee now… may be… Little things and thoughts put smile on my face. Sometimes I get looks like “whats funny”, “She isn’t serious about life”, or even “joker”.Show your infectious smile and infect everyone with joy.

A good smile can be really contagious to those who see it. If we all smiled a little bit more, maybe there would be a little more happiness in the world. Whether you are old, young, rich, or poor, all of us can smile. But why smile? There are many reasons to smile aside from being happy. A smile actually has many benefits.
The best one I feel is because it is contagious. When somebody catches you smiling, they will want to smile too.You may try resist but you will end up giving it back.
Another reason to smile is that it can benefit others. One smile can turn someone’s bad day around. It can give them hope or reassurance that things will be okay. A smile is your only partner who go wherever you go.For many people, a smile can be the beginning of a good friendship.
Some people might even find your smile attractive. An easygoing, happy face can always catches the attention. And the best part of smiling is that it does not cost a thing. Smiling is free, so why not do it considering all of the benefits
Let people feel that being nice, and saying Hello, smiling, laughing is stupid, but don’t let that change the person that you are. If you are a kind, smiling thoughtful person who does nice things, smile easily, don’t stop just because these people didn’t appreciate the goodness inside you. It’s their reaction or lack of response that is the problem, not you! don’t change you. They need to change, they need to work on themselves. Keep being the wonderful kind you.Let this be a sign that you’ve got a big smiling healthy heart and you aren’t afraid or hesitant about others reaction over it.
Now story time to be more sure off…
So today I am going to narrate a short story of a grumpy angry man named Mr. Frown. This man is an average guy next door with a routine life. He goes to work every day, undertakes all his task efficiently, jogs, eats, works, sleeps, wakes up and then once again the next day goes to work and follows a stereotype lifecycle. He has no family, no friend and no girlfriend. His life is simple, routine and without any complication….his life has no LIFE.
One day as he was jogging, he noticed a small girl playing with her poodle, suddenly the poodle went running to Mr. Frown and started to lick his feet. The little girl came running and picked up her dog. She held him in her arms and stretched her friendly hands towards him and greeted him with a smile. She said: “Hi my name is Hope, what’s yours?” Mr. Frown was taken aback because no one had ever greeted him so casually, everybody feared him and were intimidated by his domineering personality.
Hesitantly he replied, “I am Mr. Frown,” the little girl laughed and said addressing her poodle, you two will make great friends, “Meet Smile!” Uncanny but true Mr. Frown actually saw Smile smiling. Mr. Frown forced a formal smile and said Hi to Smile but Hope interjected, “Mr. Frown, why doesn’t your smile touches your eyes?”
She looked intently at him, and Mr. Frown felt mesmerized by her deep piercing eyes, he was transfixed. Hope said, “Mr. Frown do you know you get only one life and you are just wasting it away doing menial nothings. Life is all about living, enjoying and of course SMILING!!!” She continued “Do you know the benefits of smile, a smile is:
Natural Painkiller: Smiling and laughter both are able to lessen pain. They release endorphins that uplift ones moods, plus they act as natural painkillers.
Increases Attraction: Smiles makes one look more attractive. It suggests you have kind disposition, are easygoing and feel for others. A study in the European Journal of Social Psychology confirmed that smiling in fact makes you more attractive to the people you smile at.
Natural Stress Buster: Stress is one of the most common and prevalent problems in the modern world which causes end number of health problems. The best way to get rid of stress is by smiling a little more throughout the day. Smiling releases endorphins that fight and decrease the stress hormones.
Stronger Immune System: Smiling can also strengthen your immune system, as it will help your body produce white blood cells to help combat illnesses. There was a study which confirmed that those children that were admitted in the hospitals who were entertained by story-tellers and puppeteers had higher white blood cell counts than those children who weren’t visited by any such entertainers, the reason being simple these children smiled and laughed more.
Winner: Smile makes you look more approachable, empathic and trustworthy. Improve your credibility by smiling more, however many don’t trust easily but if you smile at them then it will surely help. If you hold the position of power, or want to achieve it then keep smiling for that’s the key to your success. A group of researchers from The University of Montpellier found that smiling is an excellent leadership technique compared to possessing great management responsibilities.
Although Mr. Frown could never meet Hope again but her advice had a sound effect on Mr. Frown and he started greeting everyone with a smile. Soon the people around him changed, his days changed, his entire life changed. Now, Mr. Frown is a smiling man and he looks healthier, feels better, and is viewed as more trustworthy and a better leader. Whenever he or anyone around him feels stressed down, Mr. frown cheers him/ her up with a happy smiling face. This has made him win many friends, he is also united with his family and yes now he has a loving, doting and beautiful Girlfriend who affectionately calls him Smiley.
Don’t ever feel low in expressing your emotions.

See I told you😊😊😊😊😊
Spread smiles…


” Hey mommy! Do you need a Do-over in your life ?”
“Well, No! ” after giving a seconds thought she replied.
” So you mean you are happy with all, you think you have a perfect life”- trying someway ignite the desire for a beautifully sculptured life, she enquired.
“No I don’t say that but I ve learnt a lot with this life, I had learnt to correct the odds and thats what I feel is never possible if I get a Do-over”.
Looking at her ten year old pic and comparing it to her early occured wrinkles on her face she was keen on listening more, as her ‘Do-over’ imagination was truly beautiful but may be it wasn’t convincing and she knew it herself.
“Darling may you get the best of life, but desires are endless and life is uncertain. You may get many things right in your life but its not possible that life will always move the way you want it, ‘coz you are not alone, there are many more like you around you who longs for a beautiful life just like you do. But if you learn the art to correct the mistakes, reshape them and create a life for you, you will always stay happy. Life is dreamed in big leaps and revealed in small steps and I like being a beginner. I like the moment where I look at everyone and say, “I have no idea how to do this, let’s figure it out.Miracles like Do-overs can fullfill your few wishes but the art of surviving happily will always lead you throughout your life. “
” If you had it all to do over, would you fall in love with yourself again, its not always about trying fix something thats broken, may be its about starting over and creating something better. “
She kept her fairytale book aside and hugged her ” Mommy you are the best! I knew it! ” she sighed with the peace.


That night I couldn’t sleep. #Efforts#want#desire#belief. All the hashtags were in place. No news came next morning, one more night spend gazing the roof, nothing came even next morning and all the next mornings until year months after finally when I collected my peanut like pocket money for months but the dress got out of stock.
Life was real tougher when I was a kid if I compare it to kids life these days. But you know when you want something so truly you are ready to take a chance again in life. No not that dress, it was bigger and it was a lifetime thing. Somewhere believing, may be I lacked in my efforts that time or may be I doubted my belief ,but this time no doubts, pure dedication n I did …damn can you believe it? I actually wrote 132 pages but you know,  this world is a mean place to live, except for 7 people around me, all just refused to accept, they got jealous,and refused to take it…huh😡
Nothing spells luck more than a chain letter. Seriously, ever since I’ve got myself a phone, I have received numerous chain messages which have fulfilled all my desires. My dreams have come true with every forwarded message. Yes, I do have a Ferrari with Brad pitt sitting inside, it was airdropped on my terrace. Now I have got so much money, thats being  couriered to me that sometimes I use Rs.500 notes instead of toilet paper. I did miss out on forwarding one  msg though, and died, oops but then this friend of mine wished for me to come back to life 3 days later, so all’s well. I am all alive.

You must also realise how important these messages are. Read them, and make sure you forward. Otherwise, 9 years of bad luck will follow.

Ha ha ha ha

Religion has actually convinced people that there’s an invisible man living in the sky who watches everything you do, every minute of every day. And the invisible man has a special list of ten things he does not want you to do and a favourite list which he wants you to do. And if you do any of these forbidden ones, he has a special place, full of fire and smoke and burning and torture and anguish, where he will send you to live and suffer and burn and choke and scream and cry forever and ever ’till the end of time! And if you do other ones you will be showered with good things.
I really wonder how stupid it is, Really does he needs money! For what? He is full of miracles. Why people put money on idols, to please him, do they really feel they can buy blessings like this. He’s all-powerful, all-perfect, all-knowing, and all-wise, or is it may be somehow they feel he just can’t handle money and thus seek from his devotees. (extravagant may be he is)
Silly No? All in our heart know the truth, yet we do, or we see someone doing it in our families, putting coins in the name of god or is it a salary for the purohits.So say it loud if you agree to it, “your telling me that if I don’t share this picture forced upon me by your Facebook, whatsapp etc etc feed that I don’t love my mother, God, freedom, and peace?”
Well played Sir/ Mam well played sir/mam.
You are right and am ready for the consequences. I am not here to prove my love and get an oscar for it. Plz share it to 11 people if you are tired too of being facebook or whatsapp or any media to be a slave to share things…..
Now Really am I
So when you receive one, coz I have seen people and specially new bees to mobiles, our respective parents, grand parents and kids my suggestion is to delete it. God’s blessings are not contingent on fear-based chain letters. These letters are nothing more than fear filled manipulation and superstitions. Believe in the power and true love of the creator. He will never behave like a stubborn egoist if you will not share such things.
Sorry I forgot to tell my 132 page blessing I was seeking admission in my favourite college, which I got but not in the subject which I wanted ‘coz my percentage was low… (blessings of 7 may be 😉).
Stay blessed. Keep smiling😊

Grow through what you go through… 

Recently while reading, an article grabbed all my attention. Its a theory by Sundar Pichai ( CEO Google), the man behind Google Chrome Browser. Maybe many of you would have read it but still I feel this is worth sharing. So here I am just exactly putting it in his words. 

“The Cockroach Theory for Self Development“.  It may change your perspective on a few things in your life so do give it a good thought.

At a restaurant, a cockroach suddenly flew from somewhere and sat on a lady. She started screaming out of fear. With a panic stricken face and trembling voice, she started jumping, with both her hands desperately trying to get rid of the cockroach.

Her reaction was contagious, as everyone in her group also got panicky. The lady finally managed to push the cockroach away but …it landed on another lady in the group. Now, it was the turn of the other lady in the group to continue the drama.

The waiter rushed forward to their rescue. In the relay of throwing, the cockroach next fell upon the waiter.

The waiter stood firm, composed himself and observed the behavior of the cockroach on his shirt.
When he was confident enough, he grabbed it with his fingers and threw it out of the restaurant.

Sipping my coffee and watching the amusement, the antenna of my mind picked up a few thoughts and started wondering, was the cockroach responsible for their histrionic behavior?

If so, then why was the waiter not disturbed? He handled it near to perfection, without any chaos.

It is not the cockroach, but the inability of the ladies to handle the disturbance caused by the cockroach that disturbed the ladies.

I realized that, it is not the shouting of my father or my boss or my wife that disturbs me, but it’s my inability to handle the disturbances caused by their shouting that disturbs me. It’s not the traffic jams on the road that disturbs me, but my inability to handle the disturbance caused by the traffic jam that disturbs me.

More than the problem, it’s my reaction to the problem that creates chaos in my life.

Lessons learnt from the story: “Do not react in life. Always respond.

The women reacted, whereas the waiter responded.

Reactions are always instinctive whereas responses are always well thought of, just and right to save a situation from going out of hands, to avoid cracks in relationship, to avoid taking decisions in anger, anxiety, stress or hurry.


Keep smiling😊😊😊😊