5 Things That Change When You’re A New Mommy.

I’ve been pondering about drafting this post from the past few days. I mean, I could be all knavish and go on to say, “Oh! Jolly Jelly Beans. Motherhood is the most satisfying thing ever. I’ve just borne a best friend for life. ” 

But, no, I wouldn’t indulge in such pettifoggery and mislead you from the things that will change. Well, Forever!! 

Here are my 5 most favourite/ unfavourable things: 

1. Sleep, will be an ex who you remember with a sad smile: 

You really shouldn’t have treated it, with so much ingratitude. How, you used to decide, when you’d wanna sleep or how you would just hit the pillow & call it a day. Remember, those hibernating naps, where you would sleep for 12-13 hours straight? Good ole days😢😢 Now, your baby decides when you sleep or rather, when he wants to sleep. If you thought, you were a free spirit not bound by rules. Then, you oughta see your baby’s feeding whims. He loves surprising Mommy with 4 a.m. cries. Darling! Welcome to the real “Hunger Games “


2. You will never be blessed with peaceful, romantic & carefree dates : 

D’oh!! Who said you would ever have a romantic & a carefree date? Let’s say, you filch a few hours from your baby time & hire a babysitter or just plop your baby at the Grandma’s toasty place. You & your partner, have reservations at the restaurant of your dreams. You order your courses & just when you start feeling the vibe. The phone rings!! “Honey! The baby misses you.” & you hear that wail, like a death knell 😢😢 If, it isn’t during the meal, then it surely will be at the time, you guys decide to have a long, breezy drive. 

And, if your baby comes along with you.. Then, oh well!! It isn’t a date, is it? Muhahhhahaha 😈😈😒😒


3. Your fancy Gucci, Dior, & MK purses are replaced by Petunia,  Storksak & BabyCargo diaper bags: 

Gosh! Even those names make me cringe. If, having a baby & his spittle on your shoulder wasn’t enough, now, you need to fashion revamp yourself. Big, floral/block, multi zippered bags filled with diapers, bottom butters, binkys, feed,etc.. is the way of life. Girl!! Your bag, is your identity. It doubles up as, a huge invisible placard that says, ” I’m a new mommy. Don’t mess with me. I’m the human version of Godzilla. I’m grumpy, irritated & exhausted. I need a Gucci more than ever now, but all I get is a diaper bag.” 


I feel you girl. Just another 5 years & then you can get your Gucci. Amen! 

4. Going to the Bathroom & having a 2 hour luxury soak with rose petals, bath bombs.. Stop!! :

Well, that’s a thingamaflip of history. It’s been 3 years since I had one. Your child, will miraculously need you the most, when you need some luxury time. When you decide, to pamper yourself with some much needed soak, your baby doesn’t think you deserve that. 10 minute showers are the trend these days. Once your baby is a toddler, rest assured that he’s gonna follow you & ask you, “What you doing inside?” atleast a 100 times in 10 minutes. 


5. Your shopping hauls will be filled with the cute A/W collection booties, diapers, toys and all that :

Remember, the last time you shopped selfishly just for yourself? Not anymore. It’s shopping haul for the baby too! More shopping goals & more financial oopsies now! 

“YOU spent $100 on stupid designer shoes for the baby, which he clearly won’t wear for more than 6 months?”, shouts the husband. 

Well, mommy! You’re learning. You’ll get the hang of it. Slowly, you’ll make wise decisions like spending $100 on toys? He won’t outgrow that in 6 months, will he?

Nope!! He’ll get over it, within a span of a week 😱

Now, I have a bonus one for you, Mommy! 

6. Your Playlist & Phones will be filled with “Wheels on the bus” kinda songs & “Baby Hazel” games: 

Yes! You heard me right! Your playlist will have annoying voices, blaring about “little boy blue, Jack Horner & London Bridge” on the damn loop. Then, your phones will start using those free MB’s to fill it with “Counting, Colouring & ABC” apps. This starts with a necessity to keep your toddler shut at the doctors, then you decide to keep him shut at the restaurant, mall, salon & every other place you take him along. 


Well, we all are ninjas on alert. We do need our inventories to be well stocked. 

Things will eventually get better and life won’t get back to normal pre baby days, but you’ll learn the art of making this a normalcy. Super proud of all the mommies. 

Welcome to motherhood mommy!! Have a great time here. 

P.S: All images have been sourced from http://www.google.com & are the sole right of the owner. These are not mine to credit. They have been used only for reference purposes. 

Curtain Raiser to Young Chef Olympiad 2016.

And you pondered deeply, with creased foreheads & frown lines, that you’ve seen it all. Let’s ease those creases & frowns & let me give you a yogic breathing session. 

After the deep breaths, things are gonna be pumping up. Ooh!! I’ve just received a weather forecast. 


Foodies, Bloggers & Media influencers, spot a pots & pans rattling hurricane, heading towards India with spices & produce. Expected to arrive by 26 th January 2016. Please prepare yourself with aprons & mise en place. 

Whoa!! What was that about?? Noorain, better spill those beans & make some baked bean salad 😋😋

You know, that i love food. You know, that I love socialising. You know, that I love trying out new stuffs (probably you didn’t, but imma telling you anyway). Now, let’s imagine all those 3 things on 1 ginormous platform. 1 platform that’s the everything of the Culinary World. 1 platform that’s a dream for doe eyed chefs. 1 platform that’s gonna stand testimony, to the culinary hurricane that’s gonna be engulfing India, in a few days. 
Let’s welcome the YOUNG CHEF OLYMPIAD on the 26th of January 2016, conducted by IIHM. The event is backed by Ministry of Tourism, India. 😍😍

I, was invited over by team FBAB, Chef Bibhuti is always a charm, by giving his association members the best events to witness. 

The event was conducted at I.I.H.M- Bangalore. It was hosted by our beautiful hostess Miss Shalini Charles, who gave us an insight of what was going to take place, in the course of the following days. 

The YCO is a very ambitious project, which promises to tap in raw talent present in every culinary student. It’s an interactive event, where 67 countries will be participating to unveil their talented Young Chefs. All of them will be ferociously competing for the title & a grand sum of USD 10,000/- 

The prelims will be held in 3 cities & on 29th in Bangalore. Kolkata will witness the finale.



The evening, then progressed to Chef Shaun Kenworthy, magically concocting up a beautiful fusion dessert called “A trifle Indian”. It was a merging of East & West. Ginger snaps in orange zest with Mishti doi & Spun sugar.  

What mesmerised me was the way, he spun sugar outta the caramel on a whisk in just minutes. That scene, in a very uncanny way, reminded me of that childhood fairytale called “The Emperor’s New Clothes”. Remember, the Emperor wants the most luxurious set of clothes for the parade & he summons spindle weavers, who spin invisible threads of Gold? 😂😂 The story altered here..


 Well, here Chef Shaun was the one with the INVISIBLE spindle & spun VISIBLE threads of Gold outta thin air. He certainly, didn’t need it to strike midnight nor did he need the privacy. Off he went, spinning magic. 


We, then had the immense pleasure of having a tête a tête-à-tête with the Infallible Chef Abhijit Saha. *water please* 

It’s always so overwhelming to meet, someone who has made India & more specifically Bangalore proud. My nerves had me cracking up, all I could so was smile like a buffoon looking at him . Yes, I’m fangirling here. He’s the mastermind behind “Caperberry & Fava”, need I say more??



Fondly called as “Bangalore’s Masterchef”, Chef Abhijit Saha was filled with humility, wisdom & eloquence. His warm personality, swayed us all. If, Chef Abhijit Saha was a dish, he’d be a nice Moroccan Mushroom Tagine that warms you up & makes you feel good.    

 The event ended with the talented students of IIHM, tickling our tummies with delicious finger foods & short eats. What a well manicured & primed lot they were. Here’s a little sneak peek of the tickle session.   


Quick bites in deepa’s plate!!
Deep blue.. a mix of pineapple juice & mango juice.. yumm!

Also, a great effort by team Nucleus for organising the event so effortlessly. Special mention to Taranjeet & Vinay for chatting up with us bloggers. 

Selfie with the beautiful student Bhuvi & my dear friend Deepa!

Another special mention to 3 IIHM students, who I could remember. Bhuvi, Manoj & Satya for making us feel so good. They even gave us cupcake goodie bags. Man!! They were delicious 😋😋

Here’s a pic of the students, Miss Shalini, Chef Abhijit Saha & Chef Shaun Kenworthy.  

For all the students, who will be participating in the YCO, here’s a big hug & best wishes from me. May the best one win!!  

Our Chef BB is always a poser, its a joy to see, what pose he strikes in each groupie!! 👍🏻

I’ll be there, inshallah to witness the prelims live in Bangalore, will you??

P.S: The group photo belongs to Chef BB & has been used only for reference purpose. 

How the hubster surprised me on New Year’s Eve.

So, it was a pretty bland day. I just went on with life with the most pessimistic view ever.

“It’s the last day of the year. Good. It’s one year down of my life. I’ve been a major dolt with falling ill, screwing my Koh Samui plans, looking like an idiot on my anniversary..blah, blah, blah”

 I was happy, I was alive & there wasn’t anything wrong with me. Yet, I was upset at the way things had turned out. I, personally don’t celebrate the New Year Day 😒😒 Honestly, I find it lame. I’m not gonna go all happy, over losing a year of my life, even at the cost of welcoming a new one. Yet, I love wishing everyone with the New Years greeting. It’s just a weird thing, I love the whole sharing love & happiness thingamaflip, but I won’t celebrate it. But.. Hey! That’s just me!!

I’m reading this book & The hubster barges in and says, ” Hey, why don’t you get dressed to the nines & we’ll go for dinner? No questions asked please.” 

“Well, OK.” Says,I. 

Then, we head towards “Le Méridien” & I see, like loads of people in lines & I’m thinking.. “Oops a daisy!! That’s a lot of people. They all are here for the New Year’s Eve.This guy has gotta be cray. This is for the party going crowd, what am I gonna do here?”

Just then, he says “Ooh! Baby.. They got a New Year Eve thing going on, let’s just go, shall we? It’s near the poolside. Listen to some music, have some dinner & get back home?”

” I’ve got no problem honey, but it makes no sense, when I’m clearly not gonna party. And, I’ll be the only one overdressed. Girls looking gorgeous in funky minis, micro minis, cage tops, tube tops etc & I’m gonna look like a sore symptom of SIDS, with hijab, jacket & a maxi dress. I’m dressed for a dinner love, not a party cum dinner. So, let’s just go somewhere for dinner shall we??” Blurts, i. 

After some convincing on how “Supermodel-ish Bombshell” I looked & how I could give the girls a run for their lives, even with being overdressed made me take the plunge. 

The evening went on pleasant, with almost everyone giving me the looks like,” Yo!! You lost your way?? Why you here?” But, then.. It’s just understandable!! Like, Holy Moly, I would’ve done the same. 

The clock struck one & we all had to leave. The hubster says “I need to use the washroom”. While he’s gone, I’m in the lobby, reading a magazine & 15 minutes pass by. Hubster doesn’t turn up. 

He then arrives & says “Hey babe..There’s a special waltz for couples, on the second floor”

“So?? I’m tired.. I’m not gonna salsa or waltz. Let’s go home!”

Another convincing session & I go, quite irritated. 

” Where is it? These are rooms. Are you sure it’s here? I can’t even hear the music”

He opens a room door. It takes me a moment to register what’s happening. But before I can pass a comment, I see a chocolate gateaux, candles strewn across, a dress & a card that says,”Happy Anniversary My Love”.

My eyes swell with tears & I, can only manage a feeble, “I love you”. I’m totally gobsmacked. Then the voice within my head says, ” So, now can you stop the crib fest please?”

“I can, I surely can” 😌😌😁

Moral of the story: Sometimes, falling ill on your anniversary can really, be a blessing in disguise.   

p.s: Look at what we got after breakfast from the kitchen. That was the most cutest cupcake & the most sweetest gesture by the staff at Le Mèridien. 

How to give yourself some hypertension?

Hey peeps, I’ve been busy tizzy with a wedding at home & also, I had miraculously found myself sinking into the depths of a liquid diet. 

It just started outta the blue, I couldn’t breathe, I cramped near the shoulder blades, I couldn’t eat without this sharp searing pain, I couldn’t drink water either & if I slept.. It was a hellish hole of an experience.

Turns out, I was hypertensed. I, refuted my GP’s claim by rolling my eyes like they were rolling pins on a mission to make 50 flatbreads in 60 seconds.

 “Me? Hypertension? Absolutely not. I will have none of that mind manipulating load of cacophony.” I, argued pretty bitterly.

And my GP couldn’t care any lesser. If, I was a rolling pin.. My GP was a rolling launch of verbal medical diarrhoea. He just didn’t seem to care. The lethargy 😱😱 

“Just some hypertension, which could’ve been due to physical or emotional stress. I’m guessing your epigastrium is a problem here, you might have GERD going on or maybe it’s just esophagitis. These are the doses, must be fine within a week & if not, then we need to carry on a few crucial tests. Till then, you’re on a purely liquid diet”

You, loony balloony doctor!! That statement, gave me hypertension then & there. Hypertension, because apparently, my anniversary was just 2 days after that dreaded announcement. 

I’m a little fine tuned to insomnia, graveyard shifts & direct lunches. So, really.. I have nothing, as in nothing to worry about. But, the seed was sowed in deep. 

Crucial tests?? What kinda crucial tests? 

Being the psycho i was born, my first thought went to the fact, that.. What if I never recovered? What if I was bound to never breathe normal again? What have I achieved in my life? What if I’m never gonna get my hands on a walking stick? 

I, had to take this in my own hands.. I had to find out what I had. I, needed a second opinion. For the GP, I’m just another case, but for me.. I’m the only case of life. 

So, I wiped my tears & those frown lines & got myself ready for a second opinion. I switched on my IPhone & went straight to the most reliable second opinion within seconds.. “GOOGLE”. 

If, I was hypertensed because of what the GP said.. Now I was super duper, hyper-dyper tensed because of what these online medical sites wrote. All & almost all of them, were convinced, that, I had esophagal cancer. And, I dearly wished… At that time that, GERD or esophagitis was so much more lucrative, anyday. 

All, I could think of was.. Never being able to see my son have kids!! 😭😭 I had to think far.. What if, the hubster remarried & got home a horrible “Hansel- Gretel” kinda stepmum? What if, this & what if that.. 

For 5 nights in a row, I did so much research on esophagal cancer, that I can now, just do a thesis on it & bag the prize. 

The anniversary lunch went in bed (ill on bed, I mean) with some soup & a family dinner in the evening, with me eating little bits of bread & soup. What a way, to celebrate our anniversary.. Our plans for the “Koh Samui” trip flopped & we had to cancel everything, but atleast I was alive! 😢😢

On the 6th day, just as uninvited the pain came, it left ever so quietly.. I could breathe normally, drink water without any pain & eat just about anything. The curse was broken, I was freeeee… I didn’t really need a crucial test & nor did I need a second visit to the GP. 

For some reason, I realised how important that episode was. It seemed like, here I was cribbing about how, I haven’t upgraded my makeup stash from the past 9 months & the next moment, I was humbled that atleast I had some life left. 

It screwed my anniversary & my plans, but taught me the most important lesson of my life.. “Love & appreciate what you have”. Those 5 days were hell, but it changed the way, I perceived everything. 

I don’t make “New Year Resolutions”, but this time, I’m making one. 

“Appreciate the Gifts I have, other things will happen on their own”

*also to upgrade that makeup stash, get creme de la mer, do a shopping haul from Harrods, Beauty workshop, Primark & Poundland soon.. It doesn’t have to be expensive all the time.

**make sure, I do that trip no matter what. 

• Btw..women will always be women, no matter what!!

Happy New Year my lovelies!! What resolutions do you have in store??😁😁😁❤️❤️

Jihad.. Please don’t scream.

This is a super long & a very personal rant, about something that really hurt the depths of my soul & made me feel miserable. 

So, I’ve seen alot of hate spewing venom, being spurred at Muslims & calling them ” Jihadis” & ” Terrorists”. Ergo, I thought.. Why don’t I enlighten the unaware lot?? 

I, saw a certain gentleman on Facebook , hurl expletives at another person, just because the other guy was a Muslim?? 😱😱 Calling him, a ****, blah, blah, & born & bought up as a Jihadi?? 😳😳🙄🙄 And something like all Muslims are terrorists in disguise. 

Ummm… Dude, just because I wear camouflage military prints to sleep, doesn’t make me a commando on call. 😒😒 

🤓🤓 Do I look like it? Do I? Do I? 

Jihad.. That dreaded word!! It’s pretty dreadful innit?? I mean that word & you’re picturing bombings, kidnappings, killings, diasporas, blood curdling screams, fear, disgust, etc.. Just to name a few of those spiralling emotions toiling your brain. 

Jihad.. Why do Muslims do it?? Why are they so heartless?? Why can’t they get a life… Ooh!! Probably in a jihad, they take a life?? Bwahahahahaha?? 😂😂

Funny?? I say ” Absolutely Not”!😒

Do you know, what’s the similarity between Jihad & Karate?

Aaahh… See?? Karate & you’re thinking of the fit  “Chans & Lees” 💪🏻💪🏻🏆 “Heeyyyaaahh!!”

Jihad & Karate follow the same basic principle, “Defend thyself”. That’s it.

Jihad is “The defense of oneself”,  from “Illicit desires, the prompts of the Satan, the barbarism of your enemy, against injustice, etc”. That is jihad. 

Murdering people, butchering innocents, killing anyone in your grasp.. ISN’T JIHAD!!  It’s brutality, it’s murder, it’s execution, it’s homicide, it’s manslaughter…but not JIHAD.

For us Muslims, even a Monk, is a Jihadi. For the humble reason that, he fights desires of this world, to be one with God. For us Muslims, even a woman fasting at the comfort of her home is a jihadi, as she strives to please God & family. A young, handsome man, who retains his modesty & lowers his gaze, while seeing a beautiful lady is a jihadi, because he fights his desire to ogle at the lady. *hoot hoot* 🤐🤐 Nope. No whistles & hoots Sir!!

These struggles, these dilemmas, these continuous self checks, these on the loop appropriate behaviours are the true definitions of jihad.

The past few years, have seen that word JIHAD blow outta proportion. Like seriously people, it’s really getting stale now. How long, just for how long will hatemongers paint Muslims with the same brush? First, I was hurt, then I was angry & at last.. I just became numb. 

No, we aren’t taught the art of slitting a carotid along with making play doh figurines. 

No, we don’t have lying as a part of our religion… The taqqiyah which people keep putting across, every other day. At, the risk of sounding stupid, I hadn’t even heard of it, until someone posted a huge rant on how “Muslims believe lying is a part of Islam”?? Really?? Wow… Why wasn’t I ever taught that? 🤔🤔

And no, the Peekaboo game, didn’t mean that,  we were slim shadies, lurking in the shadows.. Always stalking you😭😭 It wasn’t a precursor to being a conspiracy genius. 😵😵

As Islam, (if hatemongers would ever wanna really do their homework) is a religion of peace & tolerance, the question was raised, whether we could retaliate to injustice or when an enemy attacks. The answer was yes, you could. A military form of war for your SELF DEFENSE was called as jihad too & is known as the “Smaller Jihad”, the “Bigger Jihad” being the control over oneself. 

That Smaller Jihad was never encouraged, but if it had to be done, then under a lot of limitations. A few of them are: 

  • You have tried to peacefully reconciliate, yet the opposition stands dead against, only then can any force be used. 
  • You have politically, diplomatically & legally tried to come to a solution & yet the opposition is against. 
  • No children, women, invalids or old people to be hurt. 
  • War victims to be given immediate care. 
  • If, opposition calls for a truce during war, the truce must be accepted then and there, without further damage. 

Pardon me, but just about every religion, gives its followers the right to defend themselves. Correct me, if I’m wrong. I don’t intend to hurt anyone. Whether, it’s Christianity, Hinduism, Jewism, Sikhism, etc.. They all allow their followers to protect themselves from harm. What they don’t allow is baseless or vengeful MURDER.

The Quran states that,   “If, any of you kills an innocent then it will be as, you have killed the whole of humanity. And, if you saves any, it will be as if you saved the whole humanity”.  

I see a lot of the educated & broad minded coterie of people, actually see & voice their opinions very strongly against this discrimination. It makes me feel nice, that there is awareness about this particular aspect. The intellectual lot know better than to just blindly label, everyone in the same category. I’ve personally seen, so many good hearts, chide at their mates for being biased & labelling Islam as wrong. My deepest respects for those people, that just goes onto show how refined they are.

All religions have extremists, people who have their own interpretations of the religion. Much like, that pesky rebel brother/ sister. Who is the black sheep of the family. Someone who upsets & brings a bad name to the family. 

Does that mean, that the family is wrong or does that mean, that the individual is wrong? It’s the latter of course!! 

We as a community, do feel disturbed, hurt, ashamed & humiliated by the acts that are done in ” God’s name”. It upsets us that, a fraction of Muslims.. Have represented us all?? How?? Even the fingers of your hand aren’t the same.

 We don’t throw gala events or host piñata parties, when some part of the world mourns. We mourn along with you. We pray for you. We pray with you. 

Terrorism, has no religion. Let’s stop giving terrorists, the luxury of possessing a religion. Feel free to call a terrorist as a terrorist & not as anything else.

We, can’t do this alone. We need each one of you beautiful people, to stand with & by us & tell the hatemongers, that you’re with us in this fight against TERRORISM!!

UCB-UNITED DREAMS, Love yourself- Perfume review.


Ummm.. Okay guys!! I’m literally in a brittle bone situation. This post can pretty surely make or break my elaborate thinking of “I can do any kinda review” 😁😂😂. I, really don’t know, if I should do posts like these. Though “ThePlateMemoirs” is a blog about Food, lifestyle & Ramblings and perfumes do fall within the lifestyle category. I’m still sceptical about reviewing them.

I’m quite passionate when it’s about perfumes. If you follow me on “Instagram”, you will know that fragrances are one of the things i like indulging in. So, do holler, if you would want me to do more of perfume reviews. A louder holler if it’s a big “NOOOOOO” 😬😬😬

Here it goes: 

Je me presente ” United Dreams by  Benetton” aka United Colours Of Benetton. 

The “United Dreams” collection is a peppy, sensual & feminine array of 3 super delish fragrances for women. The collection has been made with emphasis on women & her dilemmas about her dreams. It was launched in the July of 2014. The collection has quite aptly & ever so sincerely named the 3 as: 

  • Stay Positive. 
  • Live Free.
  • Love Yourself.


I’m a sucker for all things pink & peachy. And… I picked up “Love Yourself”. 

I was never the one who’d love “UCB” fragrances, I love my “Guess & Dior” way too much. But this line, had me rethinking about my choices. Everything just clicked for me. 

The bottle is a gorgeous see through one with a hexagonal cap. The bottle is easy to carry & literally doesn’t take much space of your vanity dresser either. I adore the fact, that it comes with a great message pasted on the label. If you do need some “Punch Packing” motivation, all you gotta do is read the bottle in your hand. They even have a nice pink ribbon on the neck of the bottle, which says, ” No Dreams. No Change.”


How does “LOVE YOURSELF” smell? 

I’ll be honest. I had quite a hard time choosing between “Stay Positive” & “Love yourself”. Both of them appealed me immensely, but the fruity floral of “love yourself” sealed the deal. 

For me, this fragrance is a fragile reminder of gardens & refined Victorian settings. Yes, it’s a piece of England, maybe. 😁😍

Notes of this fragrance: 

Top notes: Pear, Apricot, Raspberry & Bergamot. 

Heart: Jasmine, Freesia & Rose. 

Base Notes: Amber, Musk & Sandalwood. 


The exquisite notes do nothing but pep you up completely. The first spritz has a beautiful bloom of all the top notes, it’s just so floral fruity. After it settles down & dries, you’re faced with wafts of a powdery rose-sandal kinda scent. Again I love roses & all, so it really does please me immensely. 

The longevity is moderate, for about 3 hours at the max. For me, longevity is one of the most important factors after smell. I want noses to make their owners turn towards the wearer. No matter how great the fragrance, if it isn’t long wearing, I’m not interested. 

The sillage (see- yaazh, I’ve heard people pronounce it as Sill Age) too is pretty moderate again. But yes, irrespective of things being moderate, I love it. The pricing too is pretty fair enough. This baby lasted me for a whopping 4 months, which is quite great as I used it for daily wear. 

Price: Rs. 1800/- for 40ml. (Not very sure, though) 


Have you tried the “United Dreams”?? Love it or Hate it?? If you guys are gonna be fine, then maybe my next post is gonna be a panegyric about perfumes. ❤️❤️

Do leave your comments!! 

The Blogger Bestie Tag

Hello my hearties,

You can probably lament, but i very humbly accept my folly and ask of you to maybe, sympathize with me for not being regular in participating for awards. It pretty much looked machiavellian, for me to accept awards and then not do them. It was like i wanted it all. Woe to greed. 

But here i am today, on a fresh new start and im gonna start my veracious interest in tags and awards. Thank you for patiently waiting.


1)Thank the person who nominated you!

2) answer all my questions for you!! And ask them to the people you nominate!!

3)nominate 5+ other bloggers!!

I wanna thank my sweet & brand new friend ” Mahjabeen” from ” awesomeideas2003.wordpress.com “for coming up with this tag and starting this happy thing over here. I love her blog page, its just absolute fun, you do need to check out the colour scheme on her page!!! Me loves it!!

Here are her questions for me: 

1.My hobbies: I just realised, that im a boring person. I love reading books, mostly paranormal and biographies. I’m a foodie, i love exploring new places for food. I love shopping, online et al. I love makeup, so I’m trying out new looks every other day. Basically, I’m a clown.

2.Random facts about me : 

  • I used to eat chalk when I was like 4 or 5 years old.
  • I was a brat, i used to get my parents so crazy, that they just had to listen to me. One of my indulgences was an “Indoor Swing”, which was a 2 seater one. I was the only kid then & as usual i threw tantrums about how, I needed a brother to sit on the 2nd seater. My parents were forced to oblige 😁😁
  • I had a penchant for perfumes since the toddler times & that has grown into an obsession today. The cover photo of this tag post is my current favourite called ” Guess Seductive “, loving it to the core. Btw, I have more perfumes than shoes 😱😱 is that even acceptable?
  • I’m a romantic fool. Get me a chocolate bouquet & im ready to forgive everything.

3. favourite colour/s : Black, purple, pink & beige. 

4.Blogger besties:  I’m sure, inshallah, we both are gonna be blogger besties too. But, till then, I have a few favourites, who I make sure I follow around. Super supportive and super awesome girls!! 

5.What do you like best about blogging? : The blogosphere is such a warm space, if the world was that way, we would be in utopia. I love befriending people from different paths of life & the blogosphere does just that ❤️❤️ What we have here is an intellectual way of networking. 👍🏻

6.What is your favourite book?  Without a doubt it has to be, “Memoirs of A Geisha”❤️

7.What do you hate most? : People with big egos & small hearts, seafood, liars, cream eyeshadows, flaky foundations & my son’s toys 🙄🙄

8.What is your favourite activity? :  Impromptu Shopping Trips.

9.It’s raining its pouring, the whole load of fun is snoring, it went to bed, forgot the life it lead, and never woke up in the morning? That basically means, what do you do when it’s pouring with rain, and you can’t do much cos’ the weathers miserable? : Get some maple tea brewing & do me some beauty rituals. 

10. You are lying on the table, slouching in your chair during a really boring lesson, what do you say as an excuse when a teacher spots you and asks why you are doing this? : I remember I did this quite a few times, once I pretended I had fainted & the other time I told my teacher that I was very sure there’s a rat near my shoes. Topic diverts!! 😈

I nominate:

  1. Shamira
  2. creativecraftsdiy.wordpress.com
  3. Anand
  4. Erika
  5. Hasmeet
  6. Shweta aka bollywoodarian

Okay!! There were alot more besties of mine, but I’m gonna start with these sweet people first. Enjoy the tag guys. I, presume that the questions you all will be answering are the ones which I’ve already answered, put forth by Mahjabeen. 👍🏻👍🏻

P.S : I’ve done a pretty bad job at answering these questions, I’ve been sleepy the whole time 😁😁😴💤💤💤 

Saffron & Licorice Soap by Azafran Organics- Review.

Im a confused lady, when the question is about whether I should use Soaps or Shower Gels. With ads popping up on your TV screen every other day, it becomes impossible to remain faithful to one. 

Sometimes Soap is all that I need & sometimes it’s those shower gels that make me happy. But, for now, I’m obsessed with “Handmade or Handcrafted Soaps”. I, find myself buying them every other day. 

For the past few weeks i’ve been compulsive buying soap bars from ” Azafran Organics” called ” Saffron & Licorice Skin Lightening Soap”, “Neem&Haldi” & ” Rose Geranium”.


 Azafran Organics has a very catchy tag line ” Farm to Face”. They are an Ahmedabad based brand where they have their own organic farms that are the source of their products. The products claim to be 85% filled with organic ingredients. 

This particular soap bar is my favourite out of the 3 variations. 


Let me give you one good reason why you should consider this International organic company. Their “Skin Firming Cream” was voted as the “Best New Organic Product 2015” by the “Beauty Awards”. Oh! And did I mention that the competition was a cut throat one?

The company hasn’t ever compromised on the quality of its products. It’s just organic goodness for you. What’s even better is that their organic ingredients are ECOCERT certified. Now, that’s what I call ” Cruising in style”. 


 Insight into “Saffron & Licorice Skin lightening Soap” : 


Ingredients: Safflower Wax, Olive Oil, Coconut Oil, Aqua, Sodium Hydroxide, Licorice Extract, Vetiver Oil, Saffron.

  • Firstly, I have no obsession with making my skin WHITER or LIGHTER 😂 . I bought this for the exotic medley of saffron & Licorice. I was just so curious about it. 
  • Secondly, the bar is just a piece of nostalgia. This smells of red earth on a rainy day. I mean, come on now people… Who wouldn’t want that? I, could just smell this for hours. 
  • Thirdly, it claims to be highly moisturising. Which it is, when I used this as a bathing aid. But, when I used it as facewash substitute, it stripped my skin off any moisture that was present. Now, after i say that, I must tell you this that my skin is the Sahara Desert these days. Dry as hell! It worked wonderfully for others, the little sister, mum & a friend. Btw.. We had individual bars, all of us didn’t use the same bar. 😂
  • Fourthly… Ok! Now that sounds dumb.. I’m skipping the numerics after this 😁 It says that it’s a whitening bar. I dunno about whitening, but it surely made my skin even & clean.
  • The bar lasts for 9 days if you’re gonna be using this twice a day for the face. It lasts 4-5 days if you’re gonna be using this as a bathing aid. So, it doesn’t really last for a long while.
  • It’s handcrafted, so you can expect minor differences in each bar shape.
  • It’s priced at Rs.105/-  which is a tad bit higher than normal soaps, but you need to appreciate the quality stringency. When I think of the quality, I totally think that it’s a reasonable pricing. 
  • All ingredients are ECOCERT & are organic. What we need to understand is that there is a difference between Organic & Herbal. Where herbal means just about any herb, organic is a more stringent process of choosing that herb. It must be devoid of any pesticides & chemicals to be ECOCERT certified as Organic. That’s purity at its best for you.


Verdict: A total recommend and a must have for everyone concerned about the excessive use of parabens and sulfates in their products. It’s time to turn the clock backwards. 

Manakish Za’atar-How It Became A Part Of Me.

Usually, I fall back on a plate of Italian food when I’m in dire need of some soul comforting. But, the Manakish Za’atar is such a trip down memory lane, that I crank up excuses to eat it. Here are a few:

“What a Sunny day! That means it’s Manakish Za’atar time.”

“Arham knows a nursery rhyme. Yaay!! Manakish Za’atar time.”

“Hubby said I looked ravishing. It’s Manakish Za’atar time.”

“Hubby said I looked dull. I need Manakish Za’atar.”

“Arham broke my Perfume bottle. The pain needs to be eased, Manakish Za’atar time.”

“Such a Gloomy weather. Manakish Za’atar will lift my spirits up.”

Uhhmm.. Well, it’s just the way I am.

 The first bite I take, always transports me back in time, when I’m 5 or 6 and I’m near the Al-Khobar Corniche. While the other children are going crazy on the playground, I’m staring. 

Staring at the water, thinking of the marine life just a few feet away from me, looking at the bright orange floating buoy& gazing at the strip of lights that are shining brightly in Baharain. I’m thinking how Al-Khobar looks to those people staring back from the little country of Baharain.

And while I’m doing that, I’m mindlessly eating a Manakish Za’atar and living this moment for years to come. And just like that, Manakish Za’atar has become a part of a beautiful childhood memory & in a way, part of me. 

Though this is just a mezzeh, it’s a complete meal for me. I need nothing more than a Manakish to feel full.


I, source my Za’atar from Saudi Arabia. Usually papa cargoes about 2 or 3 kgs every 3 months. Yes! I use a lot of it in my diet. 

What is Za’atar & can I make it at home?

Za’atar is just one of the most essential ingredients in a middle eastern household. It’s used for various things, from being an add on in labneh to being a seasoning on the grilled chicken. But, the most well loved of all is the Manakish. A Manakish is the flat bread on which a careful blend of Za’atar goes on, which is then baked. 


Za’atar is a blend of 

  • Oregano.
  • Marjoram .
  • Thyme.
  • Sumac spice.
  • Salt.

Whether you can make this at home, depends on what you like. When I made it at home, it was disastrous. I vowed to never make it again, because it developed a weird & unpleasant taste. Which was bitter by the way. 

So, if you can do it better or have a great recipe (which isn’t from the food websites) for it.. Go ahead or else you’re really better off buying the ready made mix.


Manakish Za’atar 

Flat Bread Dough:

  • 3 tsp yeast
  • 1 tsp sugar
  • 3 cups All purpose flour
  • 1 1/2 tsp salt
  • 2 Tbsp olive oil
  • 1 cup lukewarm water

Za’atar mix:

  • 3 tbsp Ready made Za’atar mix
  • 1/2 tsp of lemon juice
  • 6 tbsp olive oil

Here is how the Za’atar- Olive oil mix looks like.



  • Pre heat oven at 300F for 20 minutes.
  • Add the yeast, sugar & water together and let it froth for atleast 15 mins.
  • Add this mix to the 3 cups of flour & mix it well, till it becomes a soft dough.
  • After that coat the olive oil on the soft dough. 
  • Make small dough balls & roll it out. 
  • Add, one tablespoon of the Za’atar mix and put it into your baking tray.
  • Bake at 400F for 5 or 8 minutes.
  • Your Manakish Za’atar is ready.