A dream in space - ColgateMagicalStories

Blogadda and Colgate have introduced a very special and exciting activity for kids which is their ColgateMagicalStories. When the pack arrived at my home, my grandkids were all the way excited to see what’s in store for them and they were taken through an amazing space journey which made them aware of the space characters and their vehicles used for space travel. My 1-year-old grand daughter now even remembers the names of planets like Mars, Saturn and Venus. She has also created a short and sweet story around the characters given in this Colgate pack. She is fond of poems and hence I helped her in weaving her story and write it down as a poem. Let’s visualize her story now...

 

 

Once upon a time, I had this dream

Where I and my parents lived on a planet named “Ice Cream”

There I met an angel “Diana” who made me join her game team

And we played and played and sat on a beam

 

‘Creek’ came a sound and the beam broke down

But we both were saved by a Robinhood brown

 

In his little Mercedes, he gave us a ride

And took us to his spaceship that was big and wide

He waved a little red flag and gave us a bag

That had few nuts and chocolates along with a “colgate” tag

 

 

On the way to our house, we were threatened by a little chouse

He grabbed our bag calling himself an Alien, a savior but looked like a dirty mouse

 

 

 

 

We ran, saving the bag and bumped into a tree

Besides the tree was standing Robinhood who helped us get off scot free

 

 

 

Robinhood sheltered us and said we need protect ‘colgate’

As it was a precious gift that if stolen would change our fate

He made us meet ‘Alex the great’, who would act as our mate

But he turned out to be a foe who we could only hate

 

 

 

 

 

 

Diana and I were left in a ship all stranded and we never knew where we had landed

But then came the sun, Saturn, Mars, Venus and we were suddenly heavy handed

 

If we were six, Alex also had a vehicle made of bricks

He had an army that consisted of a bad Comet whose weapons were sixty-six

We still stood brave but they laughed at us considering us all naïve

We fought like a fighter and captured them all in a cave

 

There came Robinhood and made us meet his friends in a house of wood

We gave him the colgate wrapped up good and he gifted us a whole colgate pack in a box of sandalwood

 

The planets left us on Ice Cream and then came a hug storm like steam

I realized that it was a dream and then I entered the bathroom and saw a gleam

And there stood “the colgate pack” that made me scream, was it reality or was it a dream?

 

 

 

 I’m blogging my #ColgateMagicalstories at BlogAdda in association with Colgate.

 

 

 

 

Couldn't have had a better memory than this #MMTLuxuryStays

 

I was on a holiday with my college friends and we were 5 girls in a group. My friend had booked two rooms at Hyatt Regency in Chandigarh and my friend had paid all the expenses herself. It was the first time I was staying in such a 5-star luxury restaurant and hence it was one of the most memorable experiences. I was at first very skeptical to ask any doubts as everything was new to me. I still remember the first time when I entered the restaurant, the entire feeling was weird as all the guests were from rich families and it made me feel very awkward before them as I came from a middle-class family. When I was asked for my luggage by the bellboy, I refused at first but my friend told me to hand him over the luggage and asked me and the others to follow. When we reached the room, the bellboy kept the luggage safely in the room and as I knew that I had to tip him, I offered him a note of Rs. 50 that was a huge amount in those days. He looked at me and smiled, thanking me for the gesture, but he refused to take the money. I thought that he felt embarrassed taking such a small amount from me and I offered him another note and my friends started laughing. I did not understand anything and told him that I could afford to give him only this much. He politely told me that they don’t take tips from guests as it’s their duty to serve them. I smiled at him and he left the room. What I had initially thought about 5-star restaurant staff members being rude and judgemental, the staff was exactly the opposite.

 

In the evening, I was unsure of what to order from the restaurant and the waiters kept suggesting me dishes that I would like to have. I could order anything from the menu as it was a buffet. The manager had realized my discomfort and hence he himself went up to the counter and brought a plate filled with almost every dish for me and asked me to taste it and make a choice. I and my friends were surprised that the manager was so courteous that he was himself guiding and helping us while having dinner that we were touched immensely by their service. The staff had realized that we were feeling awkward eating before celebrities who were dining at the opposite tables. I was being too cautious while eating and hence the manager himself told us that we don’t need to hesitate to ask them for anything and the staff treats everyone equally. We are special as their guests just like the celebrities. He even made us meet the celebrities and talk to them. I cannot ever forget that moment as I was almost speechless and this was indeed one of the best memories I’ve ever had at a luxurious restaurant.

I am blogging about my luxury stay experience for an activity at BlogAdda in association with MakeMyTrip

Wedding Day Memories #LuxuriousExperience

Life was taking a new turn! It was my wedding day and I celebrated my wedding in “The Westin Mumbai Garden City” years ago. I had booked the wedding hall and the hotel offered me a honeymoon suite in the package. The stay was the most memorable one as nothing can be more special that the wedding day itself. When we entered the room, the dim lights were on and the room was decorated better than our expectations. Everything was perfect to match the occasion of our wedding. My husband had got the table decorated with candles lit on top and a basket containing flowers and chocolates that were my favorite ones. It also had a letter that had a congratulatory message for our wedding with a personal message from my husband. We were so happy that the hotel staff had done so much for us and had got everything done up exactly the way my husband had told them. The room was quite big with the AC maintained as a comfortable level. I just loved the entire environment that made the evening so elegant and beautiful that it’s difficult to explain it in just words. The entire room had all the amenities we required and the view from the room was pleasing to watch.

 

The next morning, we ordered for breakfast. They had given us an option to join the buffet breakfast as well but we preferred to have it in the room. The same was delivered very quickly to our room and I had asked them for a special green tea as well for breakfast and they followed the instructions perfectly. The best part of my stay at The Westin was the lunch and dinner served. We already had an idea of the taste of this hotel as the wedding food was delicious and we enjoyed the buffet too served during our stay. The spices used in the food were very Indian and there were variety of dishes we could choose from that was very good. The hotel staff were very courteous and cooperative that they kept asking us about the things we needed from time-to-time and whenever I needed anything from the room service, I was attended to very quickly. Overall, my honeymoon experience was great at the hotel and while leaving, we received a THANK YOU present as well from them which made my stay complete in a way that I couldn’t have asked for more.

 

I am blogging about my luxury stay experience for an activity at BlogAdda in association with MakeMyTrip

The Real Magic of Warmth

 

Couple fights are common in every house but when they make up, the moment itself becomes so special. The same happened with me.

 

It was my child’s birthday and me and my husband bought her a small cycle. I remained at home as my husband brought her on her cycle and as we were getting back home, my daughter started crying loudly. My husband was walking with her in front while I was at the back. My husband thought that it was just that she was too scared of sitting on the cycle and hence kept crying. I tried to make her stop crying and distracted her so that she could get her mind out of the cycle and start enjoying the ride. As we kept walking on the street, her crying did not stop and it was then I told my husband to stop walking and get her off the cycle. While picking her up, I noticed that her leg was inside the wheel and it was entirely cut. She was bleeding and being 3 years old, she couldn’t even explain her pain to me. We rushed her to the hospital and she got 3 stitches in the leg. I was so furious at my husband as he was right beside her and still couldn’t notice her leg bleeding. We argued a lot that day and my daughter’s birthday was not celebrated in the end.

 

Things started becoming worse later as each time we would have a reason to argue and I would remind him of how wrong he was that day when my daughter got injured. I tried to make him feel he was irresponsible and never let my kid go outside with him as I felt they would be injured and he wouldn’t even know. I never noticed that my daughter was being affected by our fights and she was actually feeling lonely within thinking her mom and dad are not happy with each other.

 

 

After 2 months, my daughter’s school organized a drawing competition and I was getting her prepared for the same. The day arrived when she had to submit her drawing and I asked her to show me it. It was a lovely house with three people standing before it named: Mum, Dad and Baby and there was a message written down “Love you mom and dad. Mum, dad is really sorry for what he did and please love him too. We should again start living as a happy family just like in this picture.”  I just held that drawing in my hand and my eyes were already moist. I looked in front and my husband was standing holding his ears and asking for forgiveness. I just did not think a moment and rushed to hug him.

 

Still there are times when we argue and don’t talk to each other for days. But when one of us makes up and the other one forgives, those moments are just magical. The real magic of warmth.

 I’m blogging about my #MagicOfWarmth moment at BlogAdda in association with Parachute Advansed Hot Oil

Do not lose out on time #MagicOfWarmth

I am 4 years younger to my sister and we have no other siblings. I was a bright student in school and college and used to always stand first in the class. My father was a Hindi master and he always appreciated me for my marks and intelligence while he used to always get angry with my sister and beat her for her mischief. She used to get the lowest marks in class and once she failed in the subject of Religion. That irked my dad a lot and he believed that she couldn’t study anymore and hence made me leave the school and study through correspondence. I did not understand what was going on as I was very small but this created a problem between me, my sister and my mother who loved my elder sister more than me. She always pampered her a lot but never cared for me the same way. I used to go to school with my dad and he used to stand outside my school till the time I gave my exams but I used to miss my mom as I need her too besides me. Later, I started working and travelling around the state for days. It was only my dad who used to call me up to ask when I will reach home but my mother never cared to do so. It was then my sister went to visit my aunt in Indonesia and my mother was so nervous about her that she kept calling her daily to ask how she was. It hurt me a lot to see her care for my sister because she never felt the same for me. She being my mother, I expected the same love from her that I never got. I don’t know when this distance between us started increasing and when I got married, my mother just cut every contact with me and never called me up. I used to visit home sometimes and she used to behave indifferently. I got upset one day and confronted her. She told me the reason that shocked me completely. She said that because I was intelligent and my sister wasn’t, she preferred to care more for my sister as I already had my dad’s love. I was completely shattered and I decided that I’ll never talk to her again. When I used to visit home, I used to ignore her and then when dad died, I only spoke to my sister but not my mother and we always maintained a distance.

 

 

It was few years ago when my mother got a brain hemorrhage and was admitted in the hospital. She was very weak and when I visited her, her one eye was closed. I used to sit beside her bed every night and hold her hand tightly asking forgiveness for being so cold and indifferent towards her. She was in unconscious but I knew she could hear me. After few days, she opened her eyes and she could speak then. She held my hand tightly and said that while she was unconscious, she could feel my presence beside her. She knew I was talking to her and she said that she loves me and always loved me a lot. It was only because my sister was not as capable and intelligent as I was that she had to care for her more as I was mature enough and capable to live my life independently. She apologized saying that it was her mistake that she left me alone when I needed her the most and what my dad had done in anger by removing my sister from the school, she too had done bad to me by ignoring me. I told her that I have forgiven her and that I had also done wrong by not talking to her while I could have resolved the differences between us. She smiled at me and said “I love you, Luiza.” Those were her last words to me and a week later, she expired. Today as I write this blog, I can’t stop crying as I just wished that I had got more time with my mother and had not ignored her earlier.

 

We often ignore and be rude to our loved ones but one moment of warmth can change everything. We just need to have one in time so that the relationship doesn’t get bitter later.

 

I’m blogging about my #MagicOfWarmth moment at BlogAdda in association with Parachute Advansed Hot Oil