Grand love and respect to grandparrents!

“A grandparent is someone with silver in their hair and gold in their heart”

 I am lucky enough, that I still have grandparents and I would like to celebrate Grandparents day with them on 10^th of September. My grandparents have influenced my life to a great extent. I remember, my grandmother was like a beautiful queen. Whenever my parents used to scold me, my grandparents would remind them that I am just a little girl. grandparents had sprinkle stardust over my life. They are the person who loves me so much. My childhood memories are of a wonderful. complimentary couple. The love of my grandparents cannot be measured, it is continuous like flowing water. My grandfather is of humorous personality and my grandmother is gentle and spiritual lady. We love each other, because we have a common enemy. And most of all, my grandparents are very much important for me. So, I am planning a beautiful and awesome day for them.

I have taken leave from my work and has already come to my grandparents town.I will stay here for 3 days and will be back on 11^th night. Tomorrow, I will cook a good breakfast for them. I will also make an eggless cake at home for them, as they do not eat eggs.  Then, I will massage their head with Parachute advanced hair oil. My grandma loves my massage on her head. Whenever I visit her, she insists me to oil her hair.  We will have some gossips while oiling hair. Then in the afternoon, we will be going to attend a live comedy show, my grandfathers’ favourite.  Then, in the evening I will arrange bhajan kirtan in the home only and invite friends of my grandparents. During bhajans time, we will sing and dance with the singers and dancers. In this way, I am going to celebrate Grandparents day with my grandparents. After this programme we will have a great dinner with my grandparents’ friends. In the night while sleeping we will share our daily lives and routine work to each other. I will just clean their almirahs, rooms and all other things they are using. I will do all the pending works of them. I will also ask them their needs and will courier it to them. It will be a great weekend for me that I am going to spend with them. When I will be coming back, my mind and soul will get refreshed.

 I look forward to hear from you how would you celebrate Grandparents Day. Do share a selfie with your grandparents on Sept. 10, 2017 on Twitter or Facebook with #LoveJatao & tag @blogadda to win a goodie from Parachute Advansed.
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#RedTapeStories

My  Red Tape story:

Love at First Sight………

Yes…I knew that most of us don’t believe it at all. But definitely  a moment comes in our lives and need to accept that we are wrong, like it happened to both. the moment they looked each other for the first time they fall in love. Their eyes looked each other inch by inch and the girl beauty drawn his attention completely/ On the other hand smart and rocking #RedtapeShoes transform her body language and attitude It lift her emotionally. And it was the moment when both of them were in a trance and drowned in endless love. They promised each other to live together forever. The guy looked like as he was looking to an angel and the girl felt as she has got a Godly friend in her life. Finally both of  them sat in a single car and went for a long long drive.

#RedTapeStories 

Half glass full or empty? It's Half Glass!

Relationships: A word defining life.

Everything we do in life is by creating a relationship. Our human body itself works on relationship between different organs.

Coming to relationships between humans, we are aware of the most famous and the infamous. Be it the love story of Romeo Juliet or the rivalry of India-Pakistan, it all comes down to relationships.

Now in regard to specifically the "Half-Girlfriend", it's a bit emotional and a soft part to touch.

In this world of women coming out of home more than often, going for education and work, the rise of women if we opt to say so, has given doors to loads of relationships. Some of them being a really fulfilling one and some being half.

Half relationships are those where mostly one is interested and the other not. At times, it may so happen that both interested but fail to convey. In this racing fast world, people have become more career oriented than relationships. The botheration with own career reaches such a level that some real special relationships gets destroyed.
“I am sharing a Half relationship story at BlogAdda in association with #HalfGirlfriend”

I'm aware of my friends relationship. They both met in school and started loving since then. Mutually they both had great affection and respect for each other but as school passed by, there relationship started fading away. Different courses, different schemes, different colleges. Everything seemed to fell apart. The boy being a loyalist only had more love for the girl but some for reason girl didn't behave the same way. Probably she had the same love but her obsession with own career forced her to act otherwise and the boy felt depressed.

"Half relationship came into play."

I haven't seem a cuter lovable couple than them but for some reason things started not to work. They hardly spoke to each other, the promises kept started breaking way too often, the free communication and feelings expressed were no more. Both being in love, loving each other madly but still hanging around the half way mark of relationship or you say the half-girlfreind. This being a very peculiar case of a Half-Girlfriend compelled me to write about them. I have known both of them for too long to know that both are innocent and can never betray each other. It's just that loss of thin line of communication which had left a a gap between them converting it into full relationship again.



The fact that I never had to face such a situation, I might be able to get that feeling practically but since two of my very close friends are going through this, I do understand the sorrow both of them face in there lives.

My wishes are with them to get back in happy terms and get me into writing the sequence of this, The Full Glass!

Thank You,

Love of Warmth!

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

In my life there are so many warm moments which I can remember, but the most memorable moment is engraved on my mental urn and it can never be erased in future like anything.  What I am today is the reflection of that moment. It is about the love showered on me by my friend. It worked like magic and given me warmth like the wool of a black sheep. His advice turned my cool sad feelings into a happy fireplace. It is about 10 years back that my daughters’ hair start falling and became thinner day by day. My daughter was going to be married but the fear of becoming bald made her weak and glow less. She was always thinking of how to regain her hair. She tried so many things, but nothing worked. I was also nervous of her thin hair. In the meantime one of my school friend came to my home. We were talking of our sad and happy moments in our daily life. I told her about my daughters’ hair fall. She told me some household tips of eating and taking hair care. What to eat and how to wash hair. He also told to apply Parachute hair oil for good results. She start eating carrots, Vitamin D tablets, washed her hair with herbal products and lastly applied Parachute oil daily without any fail.  I did it for two to three months. It worked and my daughter’s hair fall stopped. She started regaining her hair. Her confidence again recovered. Now she can do any hair style. She also shared this to her friends. Her advice was like warm yellow light that poured on my daughters’ hair.  Now I am a proud user of Parachute oil. Members of my family are also using this oil.   The glowing warmth of this warm advice is to me more than pure wool. This provides me security and beautiful love. If this story is published, I am sure it will able to warm whole body of the reader as no fire can warm. I enjoy and relish this moment like anything. I am thankful to my friend. Some memories are unforgettable, remaining ever vivid and heart-warming. Thanksgiving just gets me all warm and tingly and all kinds of wonderful inside. So I penned my most warmth moment of my life.