Rain, rain, stay a while...

First win is very special. It inspires me to write. Thanks to Blog-a-Ton Marshal! Likewise, first vote - thanks to Cifar - is very special. Thanks to Cifar, Vinay, Namrata, Simran and Priya for the votes.

This post has been published by me as a part of Blog-a-Ton 55; the fifty-fifth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. In association with ​Rashmi Kumar, the author of Hooked, Lined and Single and Jyoti Arora, the author of Lemon Girl.

Rain, rain, go away,
Come again another day.
Little Anusha wants to play;
Rain, rain, go away!

I hate when it rains. I hate it because the earth gets wet, makes it impossible to play my favorite game – Lock and Key – with my friends.

This is what I used to say when I’m young, and that’s the truth as well. Now, I’ve grown old, living all alone in this big house. My sons are living abroad with their families, and they never bother to visit or call me on the phone. I hate it to the core, but what can I do? That’s the gift of getting older right?

Relationships may fade, people might change, but the rain never. These days, rain is my only best friend. When it rains, I sit on the veranda, open my heart, share my inner feelings, and shed my tears to get dissolved in the rain. I feel good. Maybe, that’s why I wish it to rain, a lot these days.

Rain, rain, stay a while,
Be a reason for my smile,
Older Anusha wants to talk;
Rain, rain, let’s happily walk!

And, I Hope, there comes an end to this Elder Abuse!

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Chocolate and I… Forever and Ever!

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Chocolate and I… Forever and Ever.
It’s true. Chocolate and I, have a forever connection, between us.

When I was born… my dad gave chocolates to all our family, friends and relatives.
When I was a kid… I gave chocolates to my friends on my birthdays, special occasions, happy and sad moments.
When I was a teenager… the easiest way to become my friend or to unfriend me, was to buy me a chocolate gift, and it continues till date.
When I was an adult… the first time I fell in love was to a person who gifted me a special chocolate. Even today, that special person gets me a chocolate, for no reasons, as he says… “Chocolate and I… Forever and ever!”

To me, my happiness, my sadness, my calmness, my angriness, my emotions, my feelings, my every bit … is made of chocolate.
Chocolate and I… Forever and Ever.

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Chocolate

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 53; the fifty-third edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. In association with ​Soulmates: Love without ownership by Vinit K Bansal. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton.

“Chocolate. That’s enough to chill him.” She said to herself for the hundredth time on the flight back to India from USA. Thanks to the snowstorm that caused a delay of two days, making her land on the day of her friend’s marriage.

* * *

She gave him a pocket of chocolates. He smiled.

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This is the first time I'm writing a 55-Fiction. Hope it came out well. Please share your feedback.

Welcome

​Rangoli, also known as Kolam, is a folk art from India in which patterns are created on the floor in front of the home, in living rooms or at office using materials such as colored rice, dry flour, colored sand or flower petals.

Today, I'm going to draw a Welcome Rangoli. It is to welcome my readers to this new space. I hope you would enjoy reading my blog posts.

Rangoli is simple and easy. I'm going to draw on a white sheet to make things easy to learn.

How to?
1. Keep fourteen dots in a line. Repeat the same process parallel to the previous one.

2. Leave the first and last dot, and keep the remaining dots on both sides.

3. Repeat Step 2 till it becomes two.

4. This way of keeping dots is called as "Straight Dots".

5. Draw welcome by connecting the two lives in the middle.

6. Combine the remaining dots on each side to draw a butterfly as in the image below.

7. You have a beautiful Rangoli now. Say, if your close one is home after a long gap, you could draw this. These butterflies symbolises the colors and happiness they bring to your home.

That's easy, isn't it?

Info: According to our ancestors Rangoli is the easiest way to welcome Lord SUN to our home. It makes the house a sweet, colorful and bright home.

The Person

சுக்லாம் பரதரம் விஷ்ணும் சசிவர்ணம் சதுர்புஜம்
ப்ரஸந்ந வதநம் த்யாயேத் ஸர்வ விக்நோபசாந்சயே
அகஜானன பத்மார்க்கம் கஜானனம் அஹர்நிசம்
அநேகதம்தம் பக்தானாம் ஏகதந்தம் உபாஸ்மஹ

+/--In English...

Suklam baradharam vishnum sasivarnam chathurbhujam
Prasanna vadanam dhyayeth sarva vighnopashanthaye
Agajaanana padmaarkam gajaananam aarnisham
Anekadantham bhaktaanaam ekadantam upaasmahey

Welcome!

I am Vinayaka Vidhya, a 23-year-old fun-loving girl from Renigunta, a suburban area of Tirupathi and a major pilgrimage centre for Hindus in India, and married to Sarav, my sweetheart, a techie, a romantic poet, an amateur photographer, living in Germany.

I have completed my degree in Electronics and Communication Engineering from JNTU, Anantapur. As soon as I completed my studies, I started cooking with the help of my mother and grandmother. In the same year, I got engaged to Sarav, and married him in January 2013, then I flew to this unknown land like a neonate...with a hope of finding a job here, but the need for native language spoiled my dreams and I ended up in Kitchen, realized my love for cooking and Vinayaka’s Kitchen was born.

In my hometown, a very few people prefer to do makeup, and I’m one of them. The love for makeup grew in the past few years, it also reflected in decorating home in my own style, with the help of items available in this country. The very thought of sharing it to the world outside my home resulted in "Home Mess", the place where I mess with things I get. I am using Canon EOS 550D Camera and the lens I use for photography is 50mm f/1.8 II. All the photographs I publish in this blog are photographed by me. I appreciate positive and negative comments and emails as a guest of my blog. I cherish them a lot, but please be informed that I hate SPAMMERS. For any queries/feedback please email me at contact me via email at vinayakavidhya143@gmail.com or submit your request here: http://homemess.blogspot.in/p/contact.html.

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Keep Smiling,
Vinayaka Vidhya