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  • raajashok 2:54 pm on June 10, 2017 Permalink | Reply  

    Order – or the lack of it….! 



    There should be an order…always…even in chaos…so said my late loving dad who comes at least weekly once in my dreams and makes sure I don’t/have not forgotten the disciplinary one liners that I grew up with …thanks to him!

    Order in chaos was his favourite…and I knew exactly what prompted him one day to say that.

    I came home from playing and couldn’t find him in his room. He was there…behind a mountainous pile of files and folders and ledgers.

    When I asked him why his room was such a mess, he asked me to ask where the Law of Torts workplace compensation file was. The one which he was dealing with for an arbitration case along with various others.

    I asked him.

    He went missing for a while..behind the files. But only for a couple of minutes. There he was with a neatly labelled folder that said Law of Torts/workplace compensation/Mr…..

    Order  …..it was there. Very much.

    Though I grew up hearing that, I was never too good with Order. It was always messy and chaotic and disorderly for me and of late I don’t even remember what I kept where! I search for something with a firm belief that I would find something else, that will come in equally handy or nostalgic!

    Story of my life so far….

    But I love anything that seems to be so much in Order

    Like the neatly stacked dessert counters…oh boy, I dont really need to hog that stuff! I can just look at it and feel satiated. But no, I do stuff myself!


    The Order in which the aircraft line up for their turn in the tarmac…I love it!

    And coming to think of it, Order is always imposed, in that, given a chance, we don’t really adhere to Order

    For a few like my dad, Order was of course self imposed.

    Hmm…miss you pops…..






    • rightpouitree 4:49 pm on June 10, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      That desk looks familiar! 🙂

    • Kathleen Jennette 6:46 pm on June 10, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      I have a law background too… must be a gene or something to have a desk like that. Mine too.

      • raajashok 9:56 am on June 11, 2017 Permalink | Reply

        Have to agree!!!

    • frederick anderson 6:02 am on June 16, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Yes, this strikes a few chords for me. I have a peculiar sense of order, like a code. Unfortunately,my wife says that since she has none of Alan Turin’s strands of genius, I had better tidy up.

      • raajashok 6:19 am on June 16, 2017 Permalink | Reply

        You can say that again!!!!

  • raajashok 5:09 pm on March 27, 2017 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Calicut, CIAL, cochin, Cochin International Airport, green, green tea, , , Kozhikode, , Solar Power, Tharavaad,   

    The green salad, green tea, green goblin, green grocer, green-eyed monster…all that’s green is not good actually…. 


    it is easy being green

    It is easy being green – yes, with St Patrick’s day that got off around the corner, it was an easy choice of title!

    But in today’s life, it is much easier to be green than any other colour.

    For a working mother, who is at that end of the spectrum where watching cookery shows is the most best it can get in cooking department, green is a boon!


    Salads with a large portion of pitta bread pinched into pieces or an easy blend of plain cooked lentils with an artful dressing of lemon, and salt and pepper thrown in can work wonders to a hungry stomach! rather stomachs…yes, it is easy being green

    Green tea of course is good to wash it all off.


    And coming from that patch of green state in India called Kerala, we know about different shades of green, what they mean and how wonderful they can be.

    green corporates

    Incidentally, the new upcoming corporate office of one of the top ten corporate houses of India, coming up in Calicut has a roof that is a completely walkable terrace…you can walk along the slope from the ground till the roof, outside around. Grand no?


    Cochin International Airport became the world’s first fully solar powered airport. What can be more green than this!!!!! and in the long run it is easy being green

    The houses that I have seen all through my childhood days, the ones that seemed to rise out of a dream were green, magical and dreamy!

    my jeevan

    The magical rains that came prompted purely by the rotation of the earth, at the designated time and day, the ponds and lakes that swelled  with a gay abandon, the warmth of the hearth on a rainy day with the aroma of mother’s food wafting into all corners of the house….the memories are so green with a velvet touch…



    it is easy being green

    Good for heart, soul, mind and feet….

  • raajashok 2:34 pm on March 17, 2017 Permalink | Reply  

    All About time, space and thoughts | every word you say counts…. 


  • raajashok 5:51 pm on March 16, 2017 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Chianti, , Firenze, Florence, Italian, , Manarola, pizza, Tuscan, Tuscany, Walkabouttours, wine,   

    Cinque Terre – five reasons you should not attempt this lovely (?) trek! 

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    against the odds

    The Cinque Terre trek.

    Please don’t attempt it under the following circumstances:

    During Summer

    When you have just three days in Florence

    If you have high BP

    If you hate walking and generally hate any form of exercise.

    If you are phobic of narrow-path

    My common denominator was all of the above!

    Then why did I attempt it?

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    The guide who was with us a very handsome guy!

    And we had in our group a pseudo sport who was hoping I would veto against this trek and I wanted to expose him! Evil me!

    The trek starts from Manarola where the swanky comfortable coach drops us leaving us to yearn for it for the next seven hours! From here it is a walk against the odds and along the Mediterranean Sea which looks like a huge truck load of diamonds has been dumped onto it! Shimmering and shining and blinding the eyes! WoW!


    For me against the odds is an understatement since I wanted to turn back and run to where the coach had dropped us! When I asked Steffano (our handsome guide!) how long we have to hike/trek/struggle, he showed a distant speck of landmark and said: just till there!


    Seriously dude! I am dead already! Now what?

    But puffing, panting, trekking, cussing, a train ride and a boat ride later, we arrived at the final check point from where we were to take a train back to where the coach dropped us.

    Of course there were incredible views in between which made me forget the weariness and brought an instant cheer!

    End of the day when we were back in our beautiful temporary home for the day, at hotel Albion smack in the city centre of Firenze, we reminisced on the beautiful day over flutes of wine and cheese. But when someone asked, if we would do it again, we said in a chorus: hell no! Instead we would do a Chianti wine and food safari tour!





  • raajashok 6:37 am on February 22, 2017 Permalink | Reply  

    New York City – positive ambience forever … 

    imageThe winter cold was bone biting.

    But in the busy New York City, it was business as usual.

    The January sun came out surprisingly bright and strong.

    The ambience  of the day was great! We could feel it.

    Sitting in the top deck of the Big Bus, and looking up to  the almost converging-on-sky sky scrapers, the city looked like a different planet.


    I have seen some European cities in January, and they all act the same. Huddled, covered and waiting for winter to pass by.munich

    The ambience – melancholy!

    But New York City? It was celebrating winter on a daily basis! Every avenue, and every bit of NYC was gaiety personified. It was like  Disney Land on a bright summer day. The ambience–  radiance!

    The Financial District and the Wall Street with its famous raging bull iron statue was a  hive of action with the selfie-generation. The ambience – pure happiness!

    The Pier 15 to take you to Ellis Island was already swelling with people waiting to board the ferry to see the Statue of Liberty. The ambience – fun!img_4801

    The One Memorial where the World Trade Centre stood kissing the clouds and where today you have two giant pools, of abysmal depth too reverberated a very palpable positive energy.img_4835


    Even when Jonas battered the city, and NYPD stopped the traffic on road completely, the New Yorkers took to the road with their improvised sledges. The ambience – fun, happiness and more of it!



    Jonas in full glory!!!

  • raajashok 7:44 pm on January 26, 2017 Permalink | Reply  

    I say…’S(l)ay it with a saree…’ 


    latest-designer-sarees-mh-8506Somehow I always associated graceful to Saree – the plain five metre cloth when draped rightly around the body exudes so much elegance…sometimes words fail…

    Saree suits anyone or any body- you can be slim, fat, tall, short, fair-skinned, dark-skinned…


    When you drape saree around you, you hide a lot of flab and along with layers of saree, you also add layers of elegance and grace….

    You can sport a short hair to a great style to team with saree


    You can have long hair that you can just leave free  to look sensual and seductive in a saree…

    You can tie it in a knot to look out of the world or you can braid it and win the world!

    Saree is a winner…saree is graceful

    If saree is yin, the blouse is the yang…

    The potato roast to your shallots sambhar…(the South Indian to-go cuisine)

    You can team your five metre saree with a blouse that can literally take anyone’s breath away!


    You can look totally traditional, ultra modern, sexy, seductive, functional, formal, informal….


    The bottomline – graceful – in a saree…

    British PM in saree looked gorgeous …


    So did Liz Hurley…


    Helen Mirren…wow!


    Ashley Judd…totally loved it…


    Yes…it is graceful ….




  • raajashok 9:56 am on January 3, 2017 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Blogpost, Genx, Google, , , , , , Resilient,   

    The little treasure that is always there but we miss yet when we find it, fills us with immense satisfaction and renewed belief in what we call the ‘life’ 


    Probably my blog content may not be as big as the title itself.

    Or maybe it will be…

    resilient  I had always wanted to be resilient but I always felt shattered with tiny ravages that happened. When I bounced back, or thought I did, something of me was missing.

    A bit of trust, a bit of joy, a bit of enthusiasm, a bit of child, a bit of girl, a bit of youth, a bit of motherhood, a bit of love, a bit of innocence, a bit of hearty laughter, a bit of adventure, a bit of many things…which we never knew we had in us. But when it goes away, we feel it.

    While the Gen X is credited or discredited with a lack of passion or old fashioned love, I find their resilience a great pillar of strength that they can lean on quite comfortably.


    Many years ago, when I was playing with my friends in a gay abandon near the garden by our house in the tiny beautiful hamlet of Palakkad in Kerala, we decided to create a secret history by carving our names in the bark of the tree, in the inner innards of the mighty tree. We could then carve just our initials. J, R and M

    Many years later, 30 to be precise, I went again to my old pad, which now had new tenants. But the tree was still there. resilient as I had wanted it to be. Surviving a world of storms, rains,  thunderstorms and tree-cutting!

    Did I imagine the tree or did the tree whoosh an extra serving of breeze! Can’t say but i searched the innards of the tree with much difficulty, since my frame had grown bigger. And there it was, the J, R and M! It touched instantly the day in circa 1982!

    Then on that day when we carved our initials, we thought it was a historical day. I don’t know where J and M are now. I don’t know if, they too like me, had come and paid a visit to our historical monument (of a tree). I don’t even know if they remember me or the day like I do so well!

    Memories like this – do they make you lose that tiny portion of resilience in you or fill you with more?!!!




    • jmacindoe 4:30 am on January 4, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Lovely story and photos. Thanks for sharing!

      • raajashok 7:38 am on January 4, 2017 Permalink | Reply

        thank you for stopping by…:)

  • raajashok 7:42 am on November 28, 2016 Permalink | Reply  

    This time of the year every year! 

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    National Day Holidays!

    I am not going to show  the one thing without which our holiday season could never be complete but rather the holiday season without which our annual routine and plan would never be complete!

    We stay in Oman, the beautiful country with lovely friendly people.

    The National Day Holidays! always falls a week after the National Day – November 18th.

    The cool breeze and the lovely weather add to the charm of the extended weekends that we get with the National Day Holidays!.

    And November had always been a nostalgic month for me. The November rains back in India, the start of the fall, the wind that rages with gay abandon – all of these make November special to me.

    Now the nostalgia factor is doubled with the celebrations and gaiety around as Oman celebrates the National Day Holidays!.

    PS: The pics belong to my favourite cities of London and Muscat.

  • raajashok 9:17 am on November 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply  

    The biggest magic – life 


    Did they say magic?

    Wow! Everyday for me is like a magic, when I think how momentary life can be.

    Be here now and in another world, some moments later.

    I don’t want to sound morose or morbid.

    People around me always said: live the moment. I do I do.

    But when mom passed away suddenly, while watching TV, something that she loved to, my world whirled and whirled like the Whirling Derwishes. After whirling for over a year, it stopped. But then all of a sudden, it goes around again. I guess, that’s the bond that makes our world go round those we love.

    From then on I treat every day as a miracle –  a magical world that is still within my reach.

    The world in front of me, the people around me, the cacophony of noises I hear, everything is a reward. I say a profound thank you to my mentor, my almighty, when day breaks and when it ends.

    Hope is life is magic is miracle.



    • Tanja 10:17 am on November 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      great post!

      • raajashok 10:44 am on November 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        Thank you Tanja

    • Marsha 11:36 am on November 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Wow! Beautiful thoughts and pictures!

      • raajashok 12:01 pm on November 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        Thank you Marsha for stopping by…

    • karan3842 11:45 am on November 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Loss and gain are part of life… don’t succumb but move on….

      • raajashok 12:00 pm on November 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        thank you Karan…trying to.

    • rightpouitree 5:07 pm on November 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Your bridge photo is amazing!

      • raajashok 5:53 pm on November 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        Thank you. That’s the Capilano suspension bridge Vancouver

  • raajashok 6:59 am on October 22, 2016 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Aanavandi, coimbatore, , indiatourism, keralamonsoon, KSRTC, , , , shornur, tripadvisor, wetdays   

    Local International 


    So that’s the theme – local

    Local reminds me of the many nomenclatures related to the word ‘Local’ that I have heard during my childhood days.

    Local Fast Passenger- this referred to one of the bus types plied by the the Kerala Road Transport Corporation. I don’t know why it was called such…


    Local Passenger – this referred (by us) to the train that ran between Shornur junction and Coimbatore, if I am not mistaken. Memories of certain facts when not used for a long time, fade…ahem ahem

    Local food – the main mantra of bloggers and lonely planet / trip advisor/ kind of websites.This one image (below)  is  a local food of Tamil Nadu, a south Indian state, that is devoured by tam brahms and is called Vathal Kuzhambu. Another name for heaven if you will ask them!

    Manathakkali Vathal Kuzhambu 1

    Local Attractions – Lonely Planet, Trip Advisor and wait for the new kid in the block to out rival these two soon…this photo below is a local attraction in Goa…a Fort overlooking the confluence of a river and sea…with monsoon clouds hovering above and nippy winds around us, it was a different world…


    Locals – I hear this very often and I am in Oman! If you know what I mean…

    Locally sourced – a bait for SMEs to get grants and soft loans.

    But I love the ring of local passenger when it clips during the monsoon rains that unfailingly pours come June in Kerala.








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