Humorously Yours – From My Eyes

I have always been a fan of TVF’s content but never wrote about it in my blog. ‘Humorously Yours’ broke that ice for me and compelled me to write an honest review for the same. But why? Is it because the protagonist is a writer cum comedian who is willing to make a mark in a competitive industry? I think it is because I could see my struggles in his life.

A jobless individual, sitting at home, doing household chores, fighting inner demons of guilt, insecurities, lack of confidence – it feels like it is my story. I am also a dreamer who believes in the power of words. Though I am not a comedienne, but writing is my job and getting a novel or a screenplay selected for the larger audience is my dream. But the impediments are BIG in terms of writer’s block, lack of time, inability to focus, procrastination, etc. The protagonist’s struggles are REAL in every sense.

From just a comedy stand-up to a show on your name in the auditorium, Humorously Yours grows bigger and bigger with every episode. Our protagonist, Vipul Goyal is not a stud or superman, but man, when he is on stage, nothing can stop him. His content is good, and jokes are laugh-worthy, but somehow he is not getting a good break. Just like any creative person would feel, Vipul too takes us through his insecurities, nervousness and anxieties in the most relatable way.

Every episode takes us around his growth as a person. Sometimes, a pseudo-persona Ranjit Walia gives him the necessary confidence and rest of the time; his Beer-buddy Bhushi and professional wife Kavya are always for him.

‘Humorously Yours’ presents the drama behind comedy. Comedy is all around us. Just all we need is observational skills to notice it and give it our quirky and unique take. All the episodes in the series contribute to the narrative, but for me, episode 4th and 5th take the cake. In The Hangover-inspired episode where Vipul, Bhushi and Kenny Sebastian take on to Bangalore with their Masti Khor antics, and Bhushi’s epic stand-up are the attractions. In the same hangover, Vipul uploads his performance that becomes a VIRAL hit.

The next struggle of writing fresh content is a part of the ultimate evolution, Level-up. A chock-o-blocked comedian with no content and pressure of 30-day countdown for his maiden auditorium show – we all have seen it or felt it in one form or the other. As a creative writer, I felt for Vipul Goyal, the protagonist who wants to write content but couldn’t get any inspiration. I too go through such dry days, where I want to write, but the research and a lot of diversions hit the block.

I think next time, I will also steal away some time from loafing over the laptop and write in the company of my favourite notebook and pen.

The series ended on a promising note, where our star Vipul Goyal finally got a chance to perform in an auditorium. Here, I would like to mention, Baweja Uncle and the pack of old men – they are witty, conversational and a source of inspiration to our protagonist.

The most remembered part of the series is its ENDING, but I will not disclose it. Reason – I want you to see it and experience the bundle of overwhelming emotions on your own.

Thanks, TVF Qtiyapa for bringing slice-of-life situations and feel-good success stories in a funny and relatable way. In the end, kudos to Vipul for the courage to show it to the world that creative people are also normal humans with real struggles.

Watch the entire series Humorously Yours – TVF Play here

Boss v/s Leader

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“Last Diwali, as a ritual of exchanging greetings, on behalf of the entire office I placed a greeting card on the desk of our Managing Director.

Inside the card, I had written, “With all our hearts, we wish you Shubh Deepawali.May our association reap fruitful accolades and recognition. Thanks for being a wonderful boss.”

After a while, I received a call from him. It was my first attempt of sending a greeting to my boss, and I felt this summon a bit weird. But I stepped down the staircase and moved towards his cabin.

“May I come in Sir?”

“Yes, Kanika.”

As I entered the room, I noticed that he was keeping that card on his table top.

“Thank you, Kanika for your wishes. But I would like to correct you on something.”

I wondered what mistake I committed while writing the card. I was embarrassed at the prospect of finding some silly grammatical error that I may have made.

He took the card in his hands and drew a line on two words, “Wonderful Boss.” Then, he said, “I am not a wonderful boss. I am just a ‘Team Leader’ leading young brains like you, with so much potential and promise.”

He owned the firm, yet he thought of himself as a team leader, leading us, not commanding or ordering. During that conversation, a leader won the tug of war against the employer.

That was many years ago. Needless to say, I am still working in the same team!

© – Kanika Sharma

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Meet The Perfect Woman!

“Is perfect woman a myth, or a mystery, or both.’ In my thoughts, ‘perfection’ is a concoction of both that shrouds the minds of all. In this pursuit of perfection, some of us want a perfect husband, wife or mother-in-law. But when the reality hits us, the picture is totally different. Amid our high expectations of ‘perfection’, we miss out or deliberately ignore the attempts or efforts put in by the other person.

So much of gyaan around perfection, right! OK, let me introduce you to the perfect woman I know. Professionally, the world knows her as an award-winning advertising professional, but I know her as a woman who is balancing her ambitions and family. Meet Komal, my decade-old friend, who took the challenges of life in her stride and made the most of life.

Art is what inspires the talented creative professional in her. Ability to crack award-winning ad concepts is her passion and she excels in the same. But one thing that gives her immense satisfaction is her weighing scales going leftwards. Following a diet plan effectively during a day and losing weight is her added accomplishment. Her make-up comprises of a bindi, kajal and a lipstick.

But is it all that makes her a perfect woman. No! there is much more to her personality that makes her close to perfection in my eyes.

She got married nearly 2 years back to the person she loved in her workplace, and with all that came a lot of responsibilities, and now, as a younger daughter in law, she is fulfilling all her duties without fail.

Her day begins in the kitchen and ends in the same. But that doesn’t mean she spends the day in it too. After slogging whole day in the office, she comes back home, cooks the meal for her family, manages her nephew, tends her pregnant Bhabhi, and the list is endless.

Now, you must be feeling hers is just another story of a professional woman. How is she perfect in her life? Here comes my interpretation of perfection. She might be just another woman, but the fire in her makes her perfect for me.

While coming back from office, she never avoids going to vegetable market to source the best produce. And forget not! Even negotiate for the products and get a worthy deal. This is just a beginning. She is quite mature, understanding and cooperative in every sense.

So much I am influenced by her, that I feel she has left big shoes for me to fill post marriage. In fact, whenever I will feel down, I know I have Komal as my inspiration and my driving force up there on a next call, guiding me and helping me sort the mess in life.

‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’

If I had a Time Machine…

 

Time is such a unique phenomenon. It has spanned millenniums, generations, dynasties, families. And still it is unstoppable. That’s the beauty of time – it never stops. But if it gives me the power to travel in time, I would prefer to go back to past, since I am one of those who believe in ‘Old is Gold’ phenomenon. While choosing the time, I would prefer the much heard glorious time of my family, i.e. pre-partition India in West Punjab.
Both my paternal and maternal side was from that region. Since childhood, I have heard a lot about the life out there. Both my Nani and Dadi used to narrate about their heydays during my childhood. In fact, these were one of the best stories of my life. Their possession of gold in heavy quantities, social stature and wealthy lifestyle always made me think; what if I get to visit this location and unearth the crude realities faced my families.
Besides looking at their lavish lifestyle, my main quest would be to find out more about their existence by my own observation. Which otherwise would be impossible, since I would not be able to see my grandmothers and grandfathers in their youthful days.
Would I have befriended them, or gave them insights to leave the place safely, before the attackers come and forcefully take out all the family members out of newly built Pakistan in 1947. Who knows, I would have even helped those in need by taking necessary items like food, clothing, tents to help those in need.
I won’t say that my presence would change the course of history, but that journey in past would swrite over weekend badge.urely bring me closer to my roots.
Where would you travel, if given the power to go back in time? Share your views with me in the comments section.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

Dupatta

Right around the neck

Keeping others in check

Or as a garland on the shoulders

Set in starch around the contours

The big cotton printed Dupatta

Sometimes wrapped around the round head

As a shield from blistering heat so red

Inside a temple or a sacred holy place,

Serving modesty in grace

Or in front of grown elders

It becomes a respect helder

The big cotton printed Dupatta

Sometimes its thin mesh

Wraps the face’s fair flesh

Like a bandit hiding her face

Escaping her from any trace

Sometimes on the shoulders it slings

And turns up like wide wings

Soaring in the cool breeze

And giving a free flowing crease

For a bride, it turns as a Veil

A perfect topping to the fairy feel

Lending exclusive elegance and grace

Making her feel the best of

Sometimes I wonder, why women so old and new

Wear no Dupattas nowadays

Looking so incomplete

Like a sun without rays

As if they forgot something

While rushing for things

Revealing their vulnerable self unfurled

Towards the wicked world

Attracting wrong eyeballs

Creating a stir or a brawl

Making herself feel so small

For giving some wrong signals

Though some women feel

Managing this 2.5 yard fabric is a stress

Some give the excuse that it covers their designer dress

For me, it is a great chance

To move, walk and run freely

To be the way I am

Carefree, colorful and chirpy

Like a bird with her wings

Soaring in the sky

Singing a song

Of freedom, colors and choice

Yes it is my Dupatta

Old and Young…

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In morning, he was reminiscing

The most cherished memories of life

The great olden days

Still alive in his life

 

The days of walking with all time friends

Towards the far away school

Plucking tangy tamarind pods from dense bushes

Relishing them heartily with mates

 

Welcoming showers of rain with excitement

Splashing puddles of water

Enjoying life a carefree way

Adding memories to life come what may

 

The antics, the pranks the wholesome fun

Those were the days when life was not on the run

The reprimands, punishments and scoldings of teachers

Brought the best out of him

 

Playing sports of all sorts

Hurting himself, then rising above all odds

Those were the golden days of his life

Finding their ways in memories revived

 

In noon, someone stepped on this earth

With his tiny feet and curled hands

That gleam in the eyes full of curiosity

Delivering joys to the present

 

Spreading happiness everywhere

A part of family now

Someone gave a new way to begin forthcoming year

Gave a new meaning to life this year

 

Now he will relive this childhood in a new way

A tinkling sunlight of this cold day

Someone will start a fresh life

And relive the dreams

 

That begins from childhood

Blossom into youth

And wither with the age

Henry Miller’s 12 Commandments for Writers

1. Work on one thing at a time until finished.

2. Start no more new books, add no more new material to “Black Spring.”

3. Don’t be nervous. Work calmly, joyously, recklessly on whatever is in hand.

4. Work according to Program and not according to mood. Stop at the appointed time!

5. When you can’t create you can work.

6. Cement a little every day, rather than add new fertilizers.

7. Keep human! See people, go places, drink if you feel like it.

8. Don’t be a draught-horse! Work with pleasure only.

9. Discard the Program when you feel like it—but go back to it next day.

10. Concentrate. Narrow down. Exclude.

11. Forget the books you want to write. Think only of the book you are writing.

12. Write first and always. Painting, music, friends, cinema, all these come afterwards.

Kerala – A Scenic Wonder of Nature

Wonder why people say that it’s “God’s own Country.” But after exploring the place, this phrase falls short of meaning, just because it has every ingredient to offer unique and memorable journey experience.

Kerala – it’s not just an inviting space for tourists, it is an experience. Just a single visit and it becomes an unforgettable part of your memories. Everything here is divine and different.

The authentic aroma of sweet cinnamon, cardamom and other spices add a distinct flavour to the air, enriching the mind; the ayurvedic therapies relax your body and the flawless fertility basks glow everywhere, even on your face.

A silver lining to Arabian Sea, everything in Kerala is divine. That is the reason why it is called as God’s Own Country.  A heavenly paradise, it offers pristine panaromic picturesque of numerous beaches, majestic mountains, fresh forestry along with blossoming bounties to relax, rejuvenate, recreate and relish natural treasures.

Gushing backwaters, sun-soaked beaches, exotic wildlife, wishful waterfalls, pristine scenery – the plush setting presents diverse colours of nature to you.

Offering everything for everyone, the space is always ready host to take into its arms those who want to unwind and relax while lazing around or be adventurous.

Not just limited to authentic ayurveda or natural bounty; the place also offers enriched cultural diversity. Surely, this is the reason why travel and tourism industry is thriving there.

I have been to Kerala once and according to my own experiences, the destination surpasses all touristic expectations with its divine natural endowments. I landed there because I had heard a lot about the beauty of the place. According to me, it is the emerald jewel of the paradise genuinely deserving the title of God’s own country.

I will definitely post some of the clicks and experiences of Kerala as the destination was out of the world experience for me and prompted me a lot in terms of experiences and emotions.

What If?

What if you wake up to a world without glasses? Will you bear the plight of the painful eyesight? Where you will pour your wine and proudly say cheers with your peers? Will you be exposed to the world with a visible void in your window frames?
Considering all such dearths of life, we can say that glasses play an important role in our lives. We simply can’t do without it. What will shield our computer screens and mobiles? Glasses only. Considering their multifarious uses, we can say that glass is one of the most essential inventions of the modern world.
The uses of this glittering particle are again versatile. It can be used as a glass wall, door. It will not only enhance the look and feel of the decor, but it can also give you an illusion that there is room ahead. The result will be a knock out. 🙂
The above example is an interpretation of the world without glass. What if prompts our minds and lets it dig deep into the perceptions, ideas, observations and experiences to create something original and classic. The prompt creates a situation of a void in our lives and lets us express our views in an uninhibited way.
So, what if the chicken kept on your cooking counter starts speaking? Will you be scared or will you have guts to talk to him. The possibilities are immense with ‘What If’ writing prompt. Do share your kind of ‘what if’ set of situations and prompts. Those situations which will inspire the writer in me will receive an interpretation from Prompted Writings.

Sympathy

My poem titled ‘Sympathy’ was published in an anthology ‘Inspired By Tagore.’ The contest was sponsored by British Council of India in association with Sampad was a tribute to Nobel Laureate Rabindranath Tagore on his 150th birth anniversary. It was also my first publication in the life. I felt accomplished on this achievement and understood that all my efforts in writing are going in right direction. 🙂
Needless to say, I want a novel and a poetry book published, just because there are many stories in my heart and soul, waiting to be narrated.

Below is the poem. I own the exclusive rights for this poem…

If I were only a little puppy, not your baby
Would you say,”Come later, I am busy.”

Would you ignore me and my naughty antics?
Would you not brush my furs with your fingers?
When my eyes yearn

Would you say “Go away, Play with your toys.”
“Maid, take him away, I am working”
Would you not throw a ball at me, when I am excited to play?
Would you not be with me, till I lick the last drop of bowl?

Would you not comfort me with your soothing hug
Would you not feel how lost I am without you?

Now I will not come to you
I have stopped looking at you
I look at my world, which is with me, when I am alone

They are the ones whom I can call my own
My world has clown, toys, racing cars, games, books

I belong to my world, I belong to you none
Now you have no one to say, “Go naughty child”