Unveil the Other Side

Returning to the Thursday challenge after a long time -  A red fruit and a few red flowers.  To view images on this theme from around the world please visit here . Below two are clicks of Red wild flowers from western ghats. Syzygium samarangense is a plant species in the Myrtaceae, native to an area that includes the Malay Peninsula, and the Andaman and Nicobar islands, but introduced in prehistoric times to a wide area and now widely cultivated in the tropics. English common names include Champoo (a transliteration of the Thai name), Lembu or lian-woo (from the native Taiwanese name), wax apple, love apple, java apple, royal apple, bell fruit, jamaican apple, water apple, mountain apple, cloud apple, wax jambu, and rose apple. In phillippines its commonly known as makopa. Here's a red Anthurium. - A click from a botanical garden in Bangalore.

Communication is a medium of interaction between any two bodies. This is no new science I am talking of. The role it plays is almost vital than necessary in any customer centric operation. You create magic in bringing a lot more business when a positive impact is created with the customer while interacting with them. On the other side you may end up losing a long lasting engagement due to poor communication abilities. Having said all that I recollect a recent dialogue between a wedding bride and her beautician for the day to describe the importance of handling your clients. No matter what quality you deliver, what matters most is the way you handle them. Bride: Aunty, can you please set right this bun to be a little tighter so that I need not meddle with it while attending to the guests this evening.. Beautician: Yes, I know that. It will be taken care of. [She flatly responded]. Bride: I am wondering if the shades of bright red lip gloss applied now is going well with the snuff...

Aaah soon another year is about to end. Its celebration time throughout the world - letting go the year that created so many memories and welcoming the fresh new year that'll carry with it the unkowns. 2013 for me has been good. Travelling to places, meeting new faces, plentiful adventures, amidst crazy people and more. The year has beautiful bag of memories that will be cherished down the years. I had a twist for each of the festival celebrated this year - Be it the cusine or the decoration or dressing up for the occasion , I wanted it to be different in a way by itself still maintaining the authenticity of the festival in the right spirits. So with joy I welcome the new year saying a sweet GoodBye for a wonderful year 2013 has been.

Traffic masti! There were days when people asked about the "weather" when we meet in the mornings maybe at the lounge or while walking up the stairs or say while making hot coffee up there in the pantry. Now the subject seem to have moved to "Bangalore Traffic". I walk into the office premise, the security man asks "madam, aaj itna late.. Traffic zyaada kya?"["Madam, you're late today. Was the traffic so bad?"]. I give him a nod and a sheepish smile sticks to my face. Next a colleague greets with a sweaty hand and says " Oh pathetic roads and damn the growing traffic." Remember, I have the smile still stuck to my face. Hence only exchange of morning greetings continue. I read this somewhere. Man1: Sir , I guess you have a Honda City. Man2: Yes thats right I have the super class car but no roads to drive on. Man1 and Man2 : ***Smiles*** That is so true!!! There have been too many cartoon strips on Bangalore traffic. Each...

It was an awesome zone of having so much happening around, my head constantly buzzing and my heart so filled with joy and life. I would not make an attempt to re-iterate the details of what Deepavali(or the festival of lights) is about. Instead I'd present the celebrations I got involved in. The office floor was so full of noise the day before the festival. The HR team had organised a couple of events .. which is a business as usual. I was nominated for the Diya painting competition without my knowing. In order to keep the spirits high, I agreed. No ideas and no preparation , packed the paints and brush in a bag and bought the Diyas from a nearby store. Festivities call for a traditional gathering and I dont miss a chance of clinging on to my sarees. To beat that I travel in the local buses. I painted the Diyas with fabric and glitter paints Thanks for the help of a colleague, I had completed the event on time and bagged the 2nd place. Diya's getting decorated. Se...

Me, a sub-unit of this well known Silicon-World called MNC’s, working in one of the IT giants located in a major business hub in Bangalore, its plain and simple to go munch on a well-spread-buffet in a nearby restaurant as often as it may be. If there is to be a definition to the frequency of such kinds of visits then probably a random algorithm best fits in. No specific day, no specific reason, we are hungry - we head out to the nearest eat-out. It’s not that easy as it sounds. For those specific hygiene freaks, the options nail down to a very few restaurants that stand up to their standards, but for the happy-go-lucky-ones like me even a golgoppa wala[Indian Street chats] on the road would be more than fine to substitute a light meal. There is a Cafeteria stationed in almost every premise but hell with their quaality of food and their high rates. Who would want to eat the dry-tasteless Rotis [Indian breads] with “Yelloooooooooooooooooooooow” Dal [I am exaggerating for sur...

Its been ages since I made a cartoon strip. Here is one for some smiles.