AND THE AWARD GOES TO…

I know it took me a while to get around to writing this post, but for what its worth here’s the acceptance speech…

Kuzco getting ready - Musings by Megha

Brace yourselves! Here it comes.. (#1)

*Clears throat*

Greetings, ladies and gentlemen! *Mic screeches*

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GANDHI, GRANDFATHERS AND GOATS

GANDHI, GRANDFATHERS AND GOATS - Musings by Megha

It’s 2nd October, a Friday morning and I’m twiddling my thumbs at home. Why am I not in office, you may ask? Because on this very day, 146 years ago, Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi entered the world rubicund and squalling (so I would presume)

The only difference with this baby and the rest of.. well.. humanity, is that, years later, he died with a portfolio of work even the United Nations would’ve been proud of (and probably is).

A lot has been said, written and debated about him over the years, but this post is certainly not another birthday card in disguise.

As I mindlessly scrolled through my Facebook feed, I was inundated with articles and digitally enhanced pictures of the quintessential Gandhian spectacles. It made me think of another visionary, much closer to home.

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LE HUSBAND CHRONICLES – A Stomach Of Steel (and I’m NOT talking about Superman)

Le Husband Chronicles: Musings by Megha

This post is for those who:

  1. Are/about to get/were married
  2. Are/about to get/were in a relationship
  3. Neither wish to get married nor have a relationship – pop open that bottle of wine, kick up your heels and have a laugh at our expense

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WATERSHED – The Parable of Illa

Watershed - The Parable of Illa : Musings by Megha

Stories or rather fairytales usually begin with the phrase – Once upon a time. But, the truth of the matter is that this isn’t a fairytale and it certainly doesn’t begin with a vague reference to a moment in time. Why, you may ask me? Well, because this is my life and I can pinpoint the exact moment when it all changed.

The Times of India is an Indian newspaper that launched a nation-wide short story competition called The Write India Campaign in July 15′. Long story short: 11 celebrity authors are to act as ‘author(s) of the month’ (over a period of 11 months) and each month, the organisers would release a few lines written by said author which we, the contestants, would have to magically weave into an engrossing tale capped off to 2500 words. (Whew! long sentence!) I participated in Amish‘s contest and really worked my butt off to put out an entertaining read.

His rules set the story in 17th century Paithan (A town in coastal India) with a female lead called Illa. Whilst keeping the story away from any mythical or fantastical influence, we were expected to convey a social empowerment message (kind of like a PSA) for women.

I thought I’d done a fairly decent job and honestly felt I could’ve made the cut. However, the results have recently been declared and.. well, no.. I didn’t make it. Full Stop. (I’m so over my two minutes of emotionally-charged tantrums)

I named my story – Watershed, which means an event or a period marking a turning point in a situation. Little did I know, that along with my protagonist, it would also serve to be a watershed moment for yours truly. It was the day after I had submitted my story – feeling copiously at a loss with the post-submission-vacuum – when I started this blog with my first ever post!

Since, a lot of research, time and effort went into writing the story, I would like you, my dear dear readers, to enjoy the parable. It might not be the most mind-blowing thing you read today, but I’d rather you read it, than it being archived into some godforsaken drawer/file, never to see the light of day. So here goes –

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THE DANGER OF LIVING IN GLASS HOUSES

The danger of living in glass houses - Musings by Megha

An absolutely terrifying, traumatic and torturous incident took place at work today. (Now that’s a lot of adjectives that start with a T). PAUSE. (I have a strange feeling that some of you may have already started laughing *huff, followed by a hair flip*)

My place of work is beautiful. One could call it a Palace of Glass  – largely due to the dominance of silicon dioxide to that of brick and mortar.

I often find myself admiring the industrially austere minimalism of the construction, with its lush gardens and strategically placed indoor landscapes.

Not to mention, what the abundance of reflective surfaces does for a closet narcissist. *preening*

The danger of living in glass houses - Musings by Megha

I know Cinderella didn’t have much to begin with.. But a bubble? Really?? #1

It was at one such surface, while I was stealthily checking my mane for gravity-defying signs, when I heard a loud sound.

TTHHWWAAKKK!!!!

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15 HABITS THAT PROVE YOU’RE A LAZY A$$

15 HABITS THAT PROVE YOU’RE A LAZY A$$ - Musings by Megha #humor #funny #sarcasm #blog #MusingsbyMegha #lazyass #lazy #homer #simpsons #youknowyouare

Laziness is a state of mind.

Yes. You heard me.

It’s all in your frikkin’ mind.

Having been (and in many aspects continue to be) lazy, I can safely vouch to be a Subject Matter Expert (SME) on said topic.

Now don’t get defensive and hide behind the fact that your body refuses to support certain physical pursuits, viz., cleaning your room, dusting the house, loading the dishwasher, laundry rounds etc. (Disclaimer: Hold your horses! This doesn’t extend to those who are unable to do stuff due to unavoidable physical impairments)

But, in the end… Lazy is what lazy does!

Presenting *drumroll* – The Lazy Checklist! If you’re guilty of the below, know that you ARE a lazy a$$.

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Que Sera Sera – Advice from Mom

Que sera sera - Musings by Megha

There comes a point in life when you realize EVERY.PIECE.OF.ADVICE given by your mother was true. You might pooh-pooh the thought of it happening, but happen it will, my friend.

The moment it dawns on you..

The moment it dawns on you.. (#1)

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Surviving a Dietary Apocalypse – Like a Boss!

Surviving a Dietary Apocalypse - Like a Boss (Musings by Megha)

There comes an epiphanic moment in every person’s life that dramatically changes his or her outlook. And it goes something like this –

Sinner + Epiphany = Better human being

Better human being + Epiphany = Potential sinner

The degree of sinning and goodness, however, is subject to the individual’s epiphanic impact. (I managed to impress even myself with this line. Let’s hope it doesn’t go downhill from here!)

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GOD BLESS THIS HOT MESS

Welcome back! If you’ve missed reading the first post in this series – “Weight management for the shamelessly optimistic”, you can do so here. (Go on! You won’t regret it)

The others – read on! The light at the end of the tunnel is not that far away.

God bless this hot mess 2

Spring is a time of great joy. The dreary winter months can finally be left behind. Chapped lips are naturally moisturized and most importantly, one can stop looking like a polar bear’s first cousin. Much like the molting of a snake, layer-upon-layer of clothing is shucked off until the kernel remains.

My moment of angst begins and ends with this kernel.

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WEIGHT MANAGEMENT FOR THE SHAMELESSLY OPTIMISTIC

Weight management for the shamelessly optimistic“It’s a hormonal thing!” Raise your hands if you’re either 50% of the female population that unfortunately has to deal with imbalanced hormones or the remaining 50% who conveniently takes shelter behind those clumsy scapegoats.

And raise both your hands if you can proudly claim to be falling into each of the above categories.

Come-on! Don’t be shy. I’d probably be the one leading the pack.

My journey with weight management is a rather recent one, but, that doesn’t minimize its importance or impact in my life. To better understand how I got to this point, you would need to know where it all began. And I’m not talking about the big bang! (although it would be fairly accurate to call it my big bang)

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