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This year has ended on a real high with an exciting travel to yet another continent Africa. I travelled  to almost 7 countries out of which 4 of them have been with family which includes a 5 year old  but have to say that the child truly seems to have taken the travelling gene .I don’t think I can still call myself an avid traveler as I still run away from the mundane tasks of  booking tickets , planning elaborate itineraries but put me there and I find more than interesting ways to enjoy each and every moment spent during travel.  This trip was no different and even though being the last one where you’d expect to be too tired the few blogs and travel sites I read convinced me that it definitely was warmer & colourful enough to give me the respite from the cold winters of London. Ryanair was quite worthy of its price & there we were at Marrakech by Friday evening. Since I’m quite excited about the whole trip and I have ample time thanks to the ...

It was one of the dull days at office but fortunately a Friday when at least at night I could end up watching something by myself. I had been rejecting all Bollywood movies around that time but the word FAWAD FEVER was somewhere lingering in my mind and I decided to watch Khoobsoorat. As soon as I had finished watching the movie I had built a certain liking for Fawad and wanted to know more about him. That’s when wikepedia opened my doors to a whole new world of The Fawad Khan. I started with Zindagi Gulzar Hai( Zaroon Junaid) , Humsafar (Asher Hussain) and then Dastaan( hassan ) . Believe me all of these were watched spending days in and nights out. Something in Dastaan hit me very hard when the story of India Pakistan partition was shown from a different perspective. I’m not sure and I wouldn’t like to comment on this forum if I agree or not to all of it but there I was awestruck by not only Fawad Khan but the Pakistani Drama industry. There is no stereotypical Saas-Bahu thing or...

When your husband  gives you only one day a year to make you feel special, no prize for guessing a birthday , my imagination runs really in all possible directions to make the best use of it.  Only if there were no price labels attached to it ,cause you know that this one day of luxury will cost you the clothes &  bags for rest of the year . I searched through  numerous  sites and reviews until I finally came across this awesome chance to be at Ascot Racecourse  ,minus the royal of course.  The not so Royal day is as exciting perhaps for it was British summers & the ticket priced at just 25 pound per person . But t he challenge  - to make sure that not only me but even hubby is formally dressed up but remember special day - and so he obliged.  London in summers is completely mesmerizing  with colourful flowers, lush green grounds, people out and about in bright clothes , chirpy moods & the air  buzz...

When I was denied a Photograph with Hugh Grant - Not by a photographer but Hugh Grant himself Yes you read that right . A chance encounter and that too with the most handsome, popular oops notorious hunk , omnipresent on every British Tabloid ended up as my one of my most embarrassing moments A regular at Wimbledon queues I would every year content myself with ground tickets but this particular year we were lucky( or unlucky ) enough to get center court tickets to watch very own Roger Federer. My excitement hadn’t died or rather was still at its peak when I realised that my bladder condition was as well soaring to its own peak. For people who haven’t watched a Tennis match live , the tricky part is that once a point starts then you are not allowed to enter the courts as it may disturb the players concentration and hence my resistance to go out & and hence the peak !! After much deliberation I rushed to my nearest loo and was prepared to miss at least 1-2 points...

One city that I would have never imagined myself booking tickets for was North Cyprus. The reason why !!!! - cos I never knew that there existed any such country i.e it was something different from south Cyprus or what I would call just Cyprus. Reading my blog  is perhaps one more feather of intelligence shown as it leads you to next one which is getting to know what is really this divide.Let menot do the honors and give credit to Mr Wiki  . https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Northern_Cyprus Anyhow as destiny would have it one of my  trips to Turkey was diverted to this rather beautiful country ( I know not yet recognized by UN, but for the sake of this blog lets give it an identity for  ease of reading and comprehension).Now its only later that I  understood that why it was no other European country  but this ,cos the North part is apparently occupied by Turks as compared to south which is occupied by Greek Cypriots and remember Turkey is where i was supp...