Monalisha And Her Toothpaste

Monalisha is usually calm and quite a punctual kind of girl. She’s so full of energy and is extremely active, especially with the household works. She's blessed with two of her very loving, as well as very caring elder sisters and whenever they ask her to do any household work, she never use to say no. For instance, if any of them would ask Monalisha if she could keep the cups and glasses from her living room to the kitchen, she usually would reply very sweetly "yes, I would definitely do that in a moment". Although it’s a different thing that those stuffs would continue to remain there for the next couple of hours and eventually one of her elder sisters would have to take care of them.

In the weekends, Monalisha just love to sleep till 12 noon and I think I'am quite generous on the timing.   She's got a good habit of brushing her teeth twice a day. Usually, immediately after dinner she use to feel some kind of  a magnetic attraction towards her bed, but no matter what? She never forgets to brush her teeth. One night, after everyone had their dinner, Monalisha went inside her bedroom and all of a sudden the power went off. She took it as an opportunity and immediately went to her bed to enjoy a short nap. Even after almost an hour, there was darkness inside the entire house and Monalisha thought to finish off her engagement with her toothpaste.

As power wasn't there, also Monalisha never bothered to light a candle and went inside the bathroom. She tried to grasp hold of her toothbrush and toothpaste. She was only half alive that moment and it took her a while to locate her stuffs, but eventually she got it. She felt that it wasn't her regular toothpaste, as it tasted little different. It didn’t bother her much, as they usually use to keep 2-3 different brands of toothpaste. Monalisha didn't like the taste at all and also the toothpaste couldn’t generate considerable amount of foam inside her mouth. She was little pissed off and put more paste into her toothbrush. Even extra amount of paste  wasn't able to produce much of a foam and on top of that it tasted bizarre. She even felt a little burning sensation inside her mouth. All of a sudden the power came back and the bathroom was illuminated with light. Monalisha could look herself and her toothbrush on the mirror. She was little amazed and kept staring at the mirror with her mouth wide open.

All of a sudden Monalisha started to scream "Oh! My God, OMG what I've done?" Her sisters immediately rushed to the bathroom and asked her "what happened?" Monalisha was totally confused and remained silent for a while. That moment she was holding her toothbrush  on one hand and ODOMOS cream on the other. Well, Odomos is a mosquito repellent cream and after sometime she literally shouted at everyone "who the hell has kept Odomos in the bathroom?"

The Classy Heaven

Quite often we notice examples of bench marking all around us. Standards exist in every sphere of life and they are pretty much used as reference points. Let’s say a college going guy, also let us consider that he use to play good cricket, but his batting style is quite defensive. His friends might say that he's their "Rahul Dravid". If any girl is extremely bold, fearless and could literally take on any damn person, people might say "she’s our Jhansi Ki Rani". Presently in Bollywood there’s some kind of a benchmark and nobody is anywhere near to him. Excuse me, it’s certainly not the so called King,  I am talking about Aamir Khan. 

During my school days, we used to have a few "Shakuntala Devi’s" among us. Reference points could be either local or global and people use then accordingly, depending upon the gravity of the situation. Few days back, I got to read a fabulous story "Bill gates of Small Town" by Saru. Well, there would be countless, similar kind of examples and people across the globe, literally use them quite often. People have set standards for tourist places as well. In fact, there are different reference points for different kind of places. For rain forests, Amazon is the classic benchmark and Switzerland is often used as a point of reference for some some of the exotic hill station across the world.

There are so many fascinating hill stations and each of them would certainly feel a glow of pride, whenever people use to compare them with the mother of all hill stations and usually refer them as say, "Switzerland of India, Switzerland of the East, etc" As I have never been to Switzerland, so I sometimes wonder "what’s so special about that place?" Well, we have our very own Ladakh, out here in India. But whenever I use to view Switzerland in one of those Travel channels, or whenever I have the opportunity to see it's photographs, I simply remain silent and wonder "how could there be a such a place on this planet?"

Many of my friends visited Switzerland and whenever they upload their Swiss photographs in social networking sites, I use to feel little jealous :), yet so mesmerizing. Next month, one of my friend is getting married and he already planned his Honeymoon in Switzerland.


Wow! Switzerland Honeymoon, it would certainly be a dream come true for both of them and they could cherish the wonderful Swiss moments for their entire life.There's no doubt that Switzerland is the most hottest honeymoon destination.

The way tourism industry evolved globally over the last decade, gone are the days when Switzerland Tourism was considered only for the rich and the famous. In this pretty competitive market, travel giants like MakeMyTrip, usually come up with attractive packages year after year. Switzerland is quite an adventure tourist destination and MakeMyTrip have some exciting, as well as affordable and adventurous kind of Switzerland packages. Now a days, even the middle class people could very well experience the genuine heaven, it just require little bit of planning and determination.

Switzerland is one of my dream destinations. Let Jia grow up a bit and we would definitely visit this Classy Heaven one day.

One Influential Advice

On my first day in college, while my father discussed with our hostel warden regarding the admission formalities and all, it seemed the warden already prepared a bundle of advice for parents. He advised my father not to worry much and assured him the hostel to be quite a decent one. The warden even said that most of the seniors were extremely supportive and he himself used to keep an eye on each and every student, although it was a different matter that we didn't have enough opportunities to make ourselves accessible within the range of his eyesight, well we rarely used to see him in the hostel campus during our ragging days. My father listened to him with full concentration and felt pretty relaxed with his  wonderful words. He even asked the warden if he could report my activities to him on a regular basis?

The warden said that he could very well update him on that, but he sounded little reluctant and said that usually the freshers wouldn't discuss anything with him. He tried to convince my father on how the freshers would become smarter, that too, within just a few weeks after they join hostel. Our warden said that he would do his best and a little later,  he made my father realize about his responsibilities as a parent. 

The warden said "but as a parent, even you also have some responsibilities. I would like to tell you one thing very frankly, it’s out here, where everyone would learn to smoke and would master their boozing skills. The students usually fool their parents and would ask them for extra money. They usually give a very good excuse of buying books and trust me, Engineering books are damn costly. But most of the students wouldn't buy more than one or two books. They would either borrow them from their seniors or share among their batch mates. Of course,  some of the guys would definitely buy a few books, but you need to be very careful and whenever they visit home during vacation, you must check all the books for which they asked money from you. You should never send  any extra money  to your kids out here."

The warden continued with his commendable advice's for almost an hour. Later that day, when few of the hostel seniors allotted room for us, we tried to settle our luggage's. My father was about to leave and I, along with few of my friends came outside the hostel gate to see him off. My father acted quite differently that moment and he looked little shy, as if he was about to say something. After those last minute gestures, we  left him near the hostel gate and were about to go upstairs to our room, but all of a sudden my father asked me to wait. With little discomfort, but very politely he asked me to show how much money I had in my wallet? As soon as I opened my wallet, he immediately grasped it and started to calmly count the money. He counted it twice and then he kept almost half of the money with himself and returned the remaining amount to me. I was totally blank and simply wondered "What the F?" I felt so weird and tried to justify him, but he immediately interrupted and said “It’s OK, if you are short of money, just call me and I would immediately send it to you." 

After listening to those influential advice from our very own warden, I opted to remain silent that moment. But fortunately it only had a short term influence on my father and things became pretty normal from the very next month.