Wordless Saturday : Dusk



A list for Summer – 1st edit


I love lists and I feel so accomplished when I cross the to-do’s on my list! At any given point of time I have about 3 books with lists for different purposes – blog, job hunt and personal (right now) – apart from my grocery and shopping wish-lists. Keeps me in focus! When I delve at the unfairness in my life, I go running to my lists for a reminder of what I have done and what I aspire to do. Recently, my husband and I were discussing our summer goals. He said where’s your summer must do list? I was so floored! He said he loves reading through the ones I want to do together! Gosh! Isn’t that amazing?

Wait…does that mean he’s reading my diary too??

Update : I have accomplished some of this! Yay….update to that! Yayyyyy! YAYYYYYYYY!

  1. William Ricketts Sanctuary – we started off for the sanctuary one Saturday on a very cold morning. Radio informed us of possible snow at Olinda and we diverted our route for some hot pies at Pie in the Sky because we couldn’t do the snow this year as well. Next winter to snow….better fitness!
  2. Tasselar Tulip Festival – I didn’t give this one much thought but when I saw the pictures on FB feeds, I was so jealous. This year, I definitely want to go!…….DONE! It was beautiful
  3. OOTD posts on the blog – I have been plotting this for so long now but I don’t have the guts for it. I will get there some day and hopefully soon….I am seriously considering replacing this with Flatlay posts!
  4. A picnic in the Botanical Garden – I want to make a food basket of fries(!), burgers, lemonade, a book and a rug for a picnic under Melbourne’s shady trees overlooking the pond…bliss!……DONE! It was beautiful. Although we bought the food at Lord of the Fries! OMG! Have you tried their fries? It’s deliciuos!
  5. Walk around Albert Park – anybody who knows me must think this is a joke! But I am serious and I want to complete the full walk around Albert Park…..all 5.5 kms of it…ambitious much?
  6. A day out at the beach – ohhh! Who doesn’t like this? I used to run off to Chennai for my beach fix, but we have one in our suburb. Literally the backyard. I hope its many days and not just ‘a day’…..we are at a 5 day vacation right in the backyard of the 90 Mile beach….how cool is that! So this is DONE!
  7. Better fitness – yeah, yeah! This one is a bore but a necessity. Enough said!…..I am exercising for the last 30 days w/o fail and also calorie counting on My Fitness Pal….this counts isn’t it?

Those are the must dos for me. I am also hoping to visit a few of the markets around here and enjoy the sunshine with 3-inch sunscreen. Melbourne, why you no have ozone??

What’s on your list?

A new hobby

Remember that girl in geography whose maps always look like a new country…one that doesn’t exist? Well…that was me! All my animals were the almighty amoeba or indescribable things that onlookers would have to peer for quite a while. My sister…sisters actually were blessed with elegant drawing/painting abilities and I admired from a distance. You see, I have always been the one to run away from anything to do with drawing or painting.

At one of the markets, a lady was selling simple and elegant cards with beautiful water colours at a whopping $25 a piece. I was in love but I couldn’t justify that purchase. Plus I pride myself on being a DIY chica 😀

So…off I went to load up on some colours and the brush set from my favourite store – Ikea. I had some card stock lying around and practiced….some many fails and one triumph!


Ohhh! That penmanship gives me the shudders!


Started out as a rose, ended as a tulip bud? Jury’s still out on that one!


My favorite of the lot!


2nd favorite! This is the card I finally gave my FIL!

There might be something in it for me, after all!

What do you all think?

Also, 4 years since I signed up for a WordPress account. Thanks for the reminder WP!

Happy birthday to us! Cheers!


Flatlay (my first) – Green with envy

As the weekend approaches, I tend to take things easy. In terms of my blog I feel Tuesdays are for introspection and Thursdays for fun, frolic, fashion! I’ll see how long this feeling lasts! Hmph!

About flatlay – I have seen some bloggers doing this and just LOVED it! I so want to do OOTDs but don’t have the guts yet. Flatlay is the next best thing! You can show off your clothes + accessories without the tension behind that perfect OOTD….here’s my mini flatlay attempt!


Top from Rockmans / Earrings & Bangle from Lovisa

*lame joke alert*

Are you green with envy?


Nostalgia Diaries : Infosys

I am 1 month shy of completing 2 years of resigning from Infosys and there’s a lurch in my heart like no other! Not a single day goes by without me reminiscing about those wonderful days.

Re-posting an excerpt from my ex-blog about completing 3 years at Infosys….I would do anything I could to go back there…and live out my life feeling content!

3 years at Infosys

I was travelling in the Volvo bus today, chanced upon another conversation between 2 girls, freshers, from a IT company.

I am starting to feel snoopy. Bad, bad Vaishnavi

Girl 1 : today…you know what Rahul said?
Girl 2 : huh?
Girl 1 (repeats, haltingly) : today…you know what Rahul said?
Girl 2 (again) : huh?
Girl 1 : forget it!
Girl 2 : shape tegi beda, hele sumne*…and the conversation about Rahuls continued.

*Translation : don’t embarass me, just say it (in Kannada)

This easy camarederie between friends who have just turned colleagues brought back some memories of my own – when I joined Infosys with 4 classmates from my PG Institute.This is in part a nostalgic post, please bear with me (grins)

I completed 3 years of Infosys yesterday. I have conversations galore but none as candid as what I have with my school or college buddies. That’s probably the diference…”buddies”; whereas colleagues remain just that – colleagues. Very rarely do they progress to being friends or buddies. And why is that?? I asked myself…

When you travel in a bus you not only have your own bag on you lap, but also ask someone who’s standing to handover their’s. A person, with absolutely no common friends/interests becomes your friend, only because they take the same bus back home, public transport notwithstanding. In a company bus, you turn away, look intently into the phone, listen to music or stare outside the window rather than strike a conversation or ask someone to handover their bag. It is amazing how one can turn away from obviously pregnant women, really tired looking people instead of doing the right thing…err the ethical thing.

A friend/classmate thumps you on the back, mocks you at mistakes, give you stupid, wierd nicknames (believe me, I know this one well). Work life offers you policies on grounds for an ASHI case (Info-scions know what I am talking about) over a simple cup of coffee. It’s a different issue if coffee isn’t the only thing discussed.

I wonder what changes us…from the happy-go-lucky people to a grim, bordering on selfish, cribbers…in plural. Why are we interested in someone’s else promotion/hike? Were we all fired up when our friend received the Best Student Award? Or was chosen for class prefect? Why did we lament when a peer was offered a promotion? A “congrats” will make his day, raise your dignity and amaze you with your own reticence.

I think it is how we view it – our perception; rather than what happens to us. How we choose to handle it rather than a knee jerk reaction to the situation at hand. I once read this in a book “there are always other seas to fish” and I believe that is right. If not this one, there are always other places/areas to succeed. If this is not your forte, you’ll know it after the 3rd, 18th or the 1008th mis-step 🙂

My ex-boss always told me – let me understand – and would recap the situation in his own words. When I hear his version of things I always felt better at the situation.

On the brink of my 4th year, I pray for poise in difficult situations, dignity in the work I do, reticence in my actions and direction towards a beautiful path. Thank you Infosys for the foundation, I hope to go miles from where I stand, but you’ll always be my stepping stone.