Month: February 2014

BEST DRESSED at BAFTAS 2014!

BAFTA Awards 2014 were held at the Royal Opera House in London on Sunday, 16th February. The red carpet was a star studded event, dominated by smoke eyes, bold lip shades, flamboyant evening gowns and elegant hair styles.

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I am no fashion police or a ruthless styling critic but having carefully examined what everyone wore, I have my favourite, Brangelina!!!

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Valentines Special! Fashion, Food & Gifts…

pittsburughmagazine.com2 Valentine’s day is around the corner. Over the years, it has shaped into one of the most commercialized days of the year, much further away, from its essence of being the most romantic one.Whether you are a single or a couple, V- Day has something to offer for everyone. Love truly is in the air…ALL AROUND US! 🙂

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Shahzadi – My First Pet

 

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My family has always been warm-hearted towards animals. As I grew up, I witnessed my Grandfather’s passion for dogs, my father’s interest in deers and my elder brother’s love for peacocks. We have lived with them all! Truly it’s all about my family and other animals! 😉

In fact, one of my cherished memories is that every time the female peacock laid eggs, we would get a hen to sit on them, till they hatched. Baby peacocks, similar to chicks in their initial phases would follow the female hen all around the back garden, thinking that she was their mother. For some odd reason this always makes me smile. Amazes me and makes me wonder if the hen was also as alienated from truth as were baby peacocks and thought she actually was their mother.

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Days, months and years passed. We moved to a different city and I was finally old enough to set my feet in London as a post graduate student. Living away from home and family is never easy. You are like a child who’s growing up and learning something new every day. This was the time in my life when I met my first pet, a goldfish.

I happened to attend a family friend’s son’s birthday where they had a placed a fish bowl on every guest table. At the end of the party, these were given away to the guests and I was lucky enough to be a proud owner of a goldfish.

As typical as it might sound, my first worry was what would I call her and it took me less than an hour to figure that out. I decided to call her Shahzadi which literally translates to Princess in Urdu. My late aunty used to affectionately call me that so there was definitely an emotional connection with the name.

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In an Asian family, when you are new to something, expect advises and suggestions to pour in from everywhere.

Don’t feed her too much, she might die! Don’t feed her too less, she could die! Clean her bowl often or she could die! Don’t put her in the windowsill or she might die! Don’t put her away from Sunlight or she could die!

You get how I felt?

My motherly instincts took over me. My day started with feeding her and cleaning her water and it ended with feeding her and cleaning her water. In between, I would just sit and talk to her. Almost every day! Watching her swim through the bowl, sometimes calmly, sometimes ferociously was a great therapy. There was a connection, it seemed like she was understanding my stories and reacting with her swimming speed.

It was a different feeling, something I had not experienced before and it made me happy. Very Happy.

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It was all perfect until one miserable sunny afternoon when the entire London was celebrating 29 degrees temperature. I turned on the tap to change her water and my eyes caught her floating on top of the water surface in the bowl. I knew it. Instantly.

I shut the tap and dipped my finger in water. It was hot because of the weather and even till date I believe she died because of that. Losing her, like getting her was a different experience altogether. It pained a lot. Shahzadi was gone…

I cried a lot for her that day. It made me think of all my friends who had lost their dogs, cats and parrots. I felt the agony, it stung like a bruise from a deep injury that pierces through. Associations with first pets are very different. As mad as it might sound but she was in my life at a time when I need that affection and sense of ownership the most. I was really sad when she left and even though my family got me another goldfish after this, it was never the same. That feeling was gone with Shahzadi.

May my Shahzadi rest in peace in her big kingdom – blue waters of the mighty ocean.

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Note: Shahzadi died in 2011