Secret of Lavenders

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This Lavender has a secret. One might wonder whether is it a name or an object. Well both; depending on the situation. The change of name came as a option for the long silence and starting anew. Although that particular name has a story to it and story starts like this.

Getting back to My Blog..!!

My Blogging started nearly six months ago. It was just following a passion, sharing what I read & things I stumbled upon. It was a journey and an adventure as well; living in a virtual world reading,writing and reading again....

Then I had to start another journey in my real life, It got busy to busier. So the virtual world was on a pause. Complying to my blogging buddy’s persistent requests and my own conscious, I feel now it’s the time to start; start again.

Learning the balance and finding the sweet spot is a must when following a passion. Otherwise a vital variable might miss from the equation.

Getting ready for an oral exam of a language that I’ve never spoken before..

Yeah.! It’s scary and depressing as it sounds. Exam is only three days away and I went shopping...

My first childhood fandom; The X-Files..

Granted that it was scary and not good as a tv show after 9 pm, I loved it and I still do.

I was 8 when I first started to watch the series, in 2003 and I instantly became a fan. 

Ever since that little girl remains the same, waiting till January 24^th to watch the new season,

Mulder and Scully again.

If you are like me, please raise your hand I’d like to give you a high five. Yeah.!

*In this post I’m talking about the character Mulder not the actor David Duchovny whose acting is beyond expectation and brilliant & I assure you there are no spoilers about the new season.. So feel free to keep reading....

2016 : A year to Merge with old hobbies and Meet new ones.

Old hobbies, not so old but found only a few months ago.

New hobbies, they are on the way.!

My pencils and sketchbook, my blog : the old buddies.

They made 2015 awesome and bearable for me.

Pencils, notebook and sketchbooks were staring at me while I was running up and down with busy few days. They look forbidden and ignored. But if I could apologise I’d explain how much they helped me to stay on the edge in 2015. 

The Extrovert who tried to be an Introvert ..!

In my high school, there was this girl; actually she was my friend.  An extrovert. A social butterfly. Loud, noisy and also fun.

If we asked her she'd sing a song, perform an act anything.

Normally extroverts are popular, but this girl later started to get the disliking from others.

There was a metaphor among the girls. “you sound like Tesa”/ “don’t talk like Tesa” etc.

By that time, there was a rumour among every one that introverts are bright students, they get top marks.... 
(this rumour still exists despite of its validity.)

Dear December.....

End of another year 

Around the first couple of months I wanted this year to end soon. 

The time seem to crawl. But looking at the calendar;can’t even imagine how December arrived.

How I learnt a Failure is an Accomplishment.

We all have our goals; short term ,long term, beyond expectations, etc.

Everyday we involve in  tasks, each task leads to a particular goal. By the end of the day we achieve something after tiring ourselves.

Sometimes we are uncertain of whether it deserves a celebration or not. 
Every achievement is worth celebrating, not each one of them need occasions but at least a self-admiration; a compliment to that confused image staring at us from the mirror.

Best Cook in my Family.!

Best cook in the family

This title is difficult to decide.

Apart from daily meals my mom is well known for her sweets. 

Those recipes were from her mother, my maternal grandmother. 

During festive seasons, they got together made those candies, authentic sweets. 

They were perfect. 

My maternal grandmother's talents always came in handy in the kitchen.

But unfortunate for us, our cooking standards never passed her grading level.

2years ago, my grandmother passed away, taking all her untold (if there were any)  recipes with her.

I'm the Queen of daydreaming.!

Who appointed me as the queen of daydreaming.!, you might ask

Who else, I did. Because it was an imagination.

It’s a method to pass time in a boring class or a method to load a dream for a REM sleep. In either way, every daydream, every imagination is a fantasy.

When I’m sitting in a boring class, I would think about the lessons in Hogwarts. How fun a lesson of flying on a broomstick than a lesson about gravitational forces. Collecting blast-ended skrewts in Hagrid’s garden than counting plasmolysed cells from a microscope.It’s always fun to think about a world that doesn’t exist when some chores in this world are too intimidating.

By the end of this year.!

If I would desperately hope for something to happen by the end of this year, that is ; my university academic year to start.

I don’t miss either books or lecture halls.

I miss people, lots and lots of  people. I like to look at them, observe them and listen to them. People are the main proportion of a society. Each one of them has a story. 

They represent their story by the choices they make.

Leaving the School.!

It has been three years since I left my school. 
So As a tribute to my great Alma Mater; I thought of sharing this poem which I wrote three years ago.!

"I was a little girl, when you took me to your hand,
You cuddled me, secured me, gave everything I need,
Your smooth song was sung by the wind,
It released me from every trouble I faced,

Through eight years, till I get matured,
You looked after me.

My Blog; My Passion.!

NaBloPoMo nov.11 Prompt.

My First blog.!

My blog is the last thing I built.

 I wanted to start writing, but until now it was only limited to the journals and notebooks.

My Big Project.. Time frame is a hurdle.!

This was exactly 3 years ago. I did this as my high school project.

 It was about improving awareness in wildlife conservation: 

The beginning was easier than I thought.

I wanted to talk about a specific area of wildlife; I selected the giant herbivorous animal: the elephant; discussing their current threats and suggesting conservation methods.

An Endangered species conservation is an interesting topic because I really wanted to devote to the topic.  

My time frame was 4 months long. Visiting the sites, consulting the experts. I wanted to do everything related to elephant except visiting them in their natural habitat.

You might wonder why; I was discussing about issues of tourists  who visit these natural habitats. How they disturb the originality of these animals. So I wanted to do my part by reducing my carbon footprint into their natural habitat.

The time frame was the hardest part for me.

 It took longer than my estimated time. The experts were always busy. 

The authorities are really hard to track down. After all I was getting ready for my final exams. 

So the 4 months time frame was a dream; this took fine 10 months to come to a success.

So here are the things I learnt from my project’s time frame blunder.

Things I learnt.

     

First thing in the morning.!

NaBloPoMo nov.9 prompt: first thing in the morning.!

 When I was in middle school, I would sleep again; at the dining table as  a routine.

But in high school I wanted wake up in the morning. 

I was drawn to the serenity of the dawn. Everything in silurian blue.!

Now I don’t have a fix routine for my mornings as I’m not a morning person.! 
Hitting the snooze button activates my sneezing.!

“Dream Big..!” They told me.

NaBloPoMo Nov.4 Prompt :

If you asked my kid version whether I wanted to be like my dad, I’d probably say "Yeah of course."

My dad is a know it all kind of person. So as a kid I always wondered how did he become such a genius. I wanted to know everything about everything like him.

Coolest job in My World.!

This is my first time in NaBloPoMo ; I thought that I will start from the prompt for 3^rd of Nov.

Coolest job in the world.

The first idea of coolest job in the world came to me when I was seven.

 I was browsing through a pile of children’s magazines. I remember that day because it gave such a spark.