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What not to do at Toronto Pearson airport

In Uncategorized on March 17, 2016 at 09:58

Canada has been kind, people are friendly, and respect other human beings. Barring one instance- being spoken to rudely by Border police the first time I landed in Canada, things have been generally nice. I happened to travel to Winnipeg multiple times for work. My experience has always been great, from the hotel Holiday Inn where I stayed to the local vegetarian food options that I got to eat. I must say even Winnipeg has some really good Indian food options, in fact it has some of the best Indian food I have ever eaten.

This time when I went to Winnipeg for one last time, I was more relaxed. The stay was great as usual, though I still regret not having eaten my favourite Aloo Tikki at Clay Oven. On my way back I had to spend some time with my friend who stays in Toronto. Now every other such visit to Toronto airport has been good, no hassles. You get your check-in baggage on time. Things are pretty organised. Follow the instructions and you will reach your destination.

Not this time though. On my way out of the airport looking for taxis I saw few people, inside the airport, shouting “Taxi” soliciting passengers. This was a first, I had seen this happening in India but was shocked to see the same at Toronto. Now, most of these taxi drivers as you would know are Asians. They have done well for themselves considering the skills they have. I avoided few of them, like I would have done in India too, and was heading outside from where usually one gets a taxi. This was till a guy approached me and almost took my luggage from my hand, he showed me his I-card which said that he is authorised to run a Taxi.

Normally at Toronto airport you would walk straight out following the Taxi sign and there is an Airport official who helps passengers board Taxis/Limos. This guy took me a level below, and that is when I started thinking that something is really fishy. He took me to a private vehicle and put my bags inside and asked me to sit. I was about to board it when I realised he had no Meter, no GPS nothing inside. It was a private car. That’s when I said no ways I am boarding this car. I refused and got out and asked the guy to give me my suitcase from the trunk. I also realised that the guy was drunk. He asked me if I spoke Hindi, when I nodded he started conversing in hindi asking me to board. I refused telling him that he had no meter and I wont board. That is when he started abusing me in Hindi. I told him to hell with you and opened the trunk myself and took my suitcase. I went back into the airport, when a local Canadian guy was walking out. He paused for a moment, I think he was following what was happening with me. He told me that these guys are not authorised to pick passengers.

I finally went up a level and boarded the taxi from the correct place. The guy who was driving the taxi was another Indian from Punjab now settled in Canada. Courteous, smart,  earning a living for self with the right means. On my way to my friends place I kept thinking that in past 5 minutes I have seen two extremely different kind of human beings. One earning through right means, working hard while the other one trying to make a quick buck, while bringing disrepute to the community.

Lesson learnt: Always board the taxis from authorised places only as directed by airport authorities.

I hope Toronto authorities catch these guys who are trying to dupe passengers at airport.


I want to take my blog to the next level #Blogchatter

In Uncategorized on March 9, 2016 at 10:12

I was tagged by Jaibala  to write this post.

There was a time when poetry and 50 words or less posts that I wrote brought a sense of content, expressions flowing out, comments from readers across the world, and making blogger friends along the way.

While frequency of posts have reduced, I happened to come across #blogchatter on twitter. One meet in Bandra with a set of bloggers made me feel that I needed to get back to the habit of blogging and take it to next level.

I loved writing short stories so hope to write more of that, may be some more poetry , travel posts, and yes want to write about what is happening in cricket and my passion Latin ballroom dancing.

Can do with encouragement, keep that coming friends.

I now tag Jaspal to write his take on the topic.

I want to take my blog to the next level with Blogchatter.

Get #artisified

In Uncategorized on December 3, 2015 at 14:12

I got home after a hard day’s work on Friday, yeah TGIF, what I did not know was a little package from the Artis Store ( that was going to make my Friday even better.


A surge protector, with enough sockets that works perfectly well with my Macbook pro laptop charger(I do not have an Indian charger). The best part about this surge protector are the two usb ports so you can directly charge your phone in case you forget your adaptor in office like me, or if your guests are having a hard time when they do not have enough charge on their phone (sorry but cannot help iphone people still), all you need is a USB cable.

The second product which I really loved because of its portable design was this bluetooth speaker, which for a dance enthusiast like me is a life saver. Many times we want to practice in the corner of a class we want music and bam there is no portable speaker around. This one is easy to carry in the dance class bag and has great sound quality. Whats more is that it connects to your phone and allows you to take calls, so if you want to do conference calls this can come in handy.

All in all a great Friday thanks to the guys from Artis, do check out their website.

That’s not it! 50 lucky people who sign up on pre-launch link( ) stand a chance to win Artis products too. And every registration get’s a flat 50% discount on their first purchase from

So Let’s Startup shall we?

In story, Uncategorized on August 29, 2015 at 14:57

Hahaha 😉 That is probably the first reaction one gets to hear every time a budding entrepreneur goes on to share his or her idea with people he/she trusts.

Dude how will you survive without salary?

When will you sell this company?

How will you raise funds?

Do you have office space?

Several questions start shooting around from friends, families, colleagues, your vada-pav wala? Ok not Vada-pav guy he already has a start up and perhaps has answers to all your questions. How much working capital? How may people to hire? Who will be the HR, Accountant, and CEO?

All start up jobs generally have the following words “Should be a multitasker” which actually means the candidate should be able to book movie tickets for the boss on weekends, be the sales, accountant, Customer service representative, and also manage the pet dog of colleague, yeah this start up allows taking dogs to work.

Let us still accept it, we all deep down have this desire to be our own boss. Accept it we do admire these guys who are full of energy, have ideas that can start 1000 businesses but for lack of funds are pursuing only one dream right now. Despite all the problems they are positive about growing their business. Who knows one day it might be the next Google or Amazon for that matter. Their energy is infectious. Very recently I spoke to a guy who launched his start up and having interacted closely I could see the problems one faces when managing a start up, more so from the marketing perspective. His question was simple, how to effectively utilise Social Media to launch his product. When I shared his idea with my friends, they all agreed to help his startup spread the word. His campaign did well and I hope he is working on how to sustain the interest of his followers.

Like my friend, every Startup has its own unique sets of problems. We would like to lend a helping hand to these guys. The guys at Vistaprint ( came up with a funny video to highlight the problems faced by start ups. So when is your startup launching? Can you already identify yourself with the guys in the video 😉 ?


Something interesting is brewing #eknayileague

In Uncategorized on May 7, 2015 at 12:35

So yesterday I happened to read a tweet from Kapil sharma announcing that our very own Kapil Dev has finally decided to create an account on Twitter. I was more than happy to follow Kapil Dev, I like his frank yet funny views on Cricket after all.

what came next was a surprise though, Kapil Dev was talking about a new league. Well I am a fan of IPL and follow it religiously, more so also because I am a fan of Fantasy league too. There have been talks about rebel cricket league too, so I was wondering if this has something to do with that? A little more research and I landed up on these three videos by Kapil Dev




Every video was suggesting to not play with heart. Now tell me something, all boys have grown up learning always give your 100% play the game with heart, we are all emotional, play rash shots because we wear our heart on our sleeves. Suddenly Paaji, the guy who lifted the 1983 world cup comes along and tells us not to play with heart. The end result, clean bowled!

I like the hashtag #EkNayiLeague absolutely no hints as to what it is going to be about 😦 Now, I am an impatient soul and I really need to know what this new league is about. Lets look at the clues we have:

1. Kapil Dev

2. Do not play this league from the heart else you will lose

3. Paaji speaking to celebs

4. Samco a trading company is its investor

5. Kapil Dev too has invested in this venture

6. Indian Trading league thats the name of the league with a bull face


From what I have gathered from the available hints this looks like a league involving cricketers. May be it will allow people to trade their favourite cricketers in a stock market kind of set up. You can buy and sell shares of your favourite players. Lets say someone buys shares of players like Virat kohli, yuvraj singh, Dhoni and Raina. The share price will be linked to the performance of the players in question and based on the demand and supply of these players. More the player is in demand more the share price for that player.

Better the performance of the player, more people would want to keep them in their team. Perhaps it will be the market or the people at Indian Trading League who will give out dividends to shareholders based on player performance. So a Virat kohli might get you more dividends, hence more people would want Virat in their team, so price of Virat will shoot up.

Let’s see if what I guessed actually turns out to be true. I might just get lucky and win that prize haha 😀 Wait here is where you can submit your guesses

I hope Kapil dev drops some more hints and then may be we can get closer to what exactly this #EkNayiLeague is all about? What is your guess by the way?

Update: The secret is out its a Trading league for traders out there 🙂 May the best trader win


In Uncategorized on April 1, 2015 at 15:26

he was helpless

she was shattered

what they shared was what they had

they had it all

Club 51 and the support system

In Uncategorized on March 31, 2015 at 13:50

The year was 2004 to be precise. six of us landed in a new city Hyderabad straight out of college. The first few days were spent house hunting. We landed up in a PG, which we left in about 6 months. We found a flat closer to our PG, not after roaming the entire city by the way. This was going to be home for all 6 of us for the next 2 years. We decorated it from scratch, yes we did.  From buying furniture, TV, fridge, utensils to set up the kitchen, gas, stove everything. I still remember moving in to the new house, only to wake up next morning to the smell of burnt milk. Tanmay it was who was sad, but we all laughed it off by saying “its good sign” 😉

I did not realise when we all were supporting each other through tough times, this was family. Weekends were spent gorging on north indian delicacies at local dhaba. Buying groceries, paying bills everything that comes with maintaining a flat was being taken care of, responsibilities divided equally. One fine day though I was informed that I will have to leave for Chennai. That perhaps was the saddest day of being in Hyderabad.

I did return soon enough though, I was back in 5 months I guess. During the time that I was in Chennai a lot changed in life. Staying in Chennai did not help either, I needed my friends to speak to. It was an important juncture in terms of career as well as personal life. A lot had changed, life had turned upside down literally. By stroke of luck I was back in Hyderabad in the same house I had lovingly started calling “Club 51”.

Away from home, your friends are the ones who support a lot. They are the family you need. This is what happened, getting back to friends and discussing was how we spent our nights. We had it all, discussions about love life, which new games were currently hot, any new restaurant, birthday parties, club 51 hosted them all. This was the comfort, the support i badly needed and it helped. It helped me to overcome my personal problems and focus on the career ahead. We had a healthy competition too preparing for our MBA. I still wonder what would have happened had I not got the chance to return. Me returning to my friends helped me chart my course for future with new enthusiasm and then there was no looking back. I was determined to excel, and I did both at work and the exams.

Today everyone is settled in different parts of the world, united by one common thread of belonging, belonging together. It is these people that we treasure in our lives, who have helped us to get back on track, to bring back our focus andn ot be distracted, to look at the brighter side than be disappointed. May god give such people more strength, and may I get an opportunity to help someone in the same way that I was by my friends.


Thanks for helping me re-live magic moments


Why hit? when you can be stupid?

In Uncategorized on March 17, 2015 at 02:11

he was fighting with her

he wanted to be with her

he was wrong he knew

he was right she knew

oh the dilemma

Give me hope!

In Uncategorized on March 14, 2015 at 00:45

Every morning he wakes up takes in some sunshine. Sunshine gave him hope, a hope to move forward. Not be bogged down by the past. Early morning rays filled him with energy, strength to achieve. It was going to be his day. He would take in the sunshine as he goes about observing.

There’s a mother helping his son climb on to a school bus. A friend helping his mate go on and do that extra set of bench press. There’s the swimming coach who eggs on his new student to take the plunge. Birds are on their way to forage for food for their little ones. The sound of birds chirping, the sweetest song that one could start their day with. He glances over to see his wife and daughter being cuddled in clouds full of dreams. He lets them sleep some more and gets ready for this fresh new day that awaited him.

Once done packing his lunch and fixing up his breakfast he remembers to pack his dancing shoes for the class at the end of the day. Goes back to check on his love to find his little 10 month old daughter is awake and greets him with the cutest smile he could ever see. She is busy right now trying to wake his mom up, who snuggles into the quilt. He lifts his bundle of joy and gives her umpteen number of kisses. Kisses his wife to wake her up finally. Hugs his family and heads to work. A spring in his step, lots of things on his to-do list, he was going to knock them off one at a time. No rush, just one at a time.

That’s how he wanted to wake up each day and end it with speaking to everyone in his family who stayed all across the world. Life is all about opportunities, and he wanted to make the most of it. It was such a waste of time fretting over things that did not happen, and so much better to hope and make things happen.

Everyone does have a bad day, its about how one comes out of it, stands up and delivers at the end of the day. Punch your way out of misery, struggle if you have to, crawl, but make that effort. Even if you do not achieve the result, at least you would be more closer to your goal than you were before. Seek positives, surround self with positive people, don’t let negative people drain your energy. Hang in there, keep trying, don’t be afraid to seek help, and don’t be shy to help others either. What goes around comes around and soon things will start to change for good.

Here’s to my sunshine who rock my world every morning

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Thank you for making me share a positive story, hope it helps make a difference.

Move on, step it up, Land well

In Uncategorized on March 13, 2015 at 23:12

Still remember having quit my first job to go on and do MBA. My project manager was helpful, in professional as well as personal way. Having supported me while I was going through tough times on a personal front, he was happy to let me go, his prized resource, as he told me. In fact he even advised how this career move was going to help in the long run. Having gone back to Delhi from Hyderabad, I felt at home, for only a few days though. For I was soon going to head to Mumbai. Everyone loves home, everyone loves being in their comfort zone. But things happen only when one moves out of comfort zone. So, off I went to Mumbai. I still remember carrying a huge suitcase into NMIMS haha. Crazy, trying to figure out what hostel was allotted to me, who would be my new roommates. Thats how one should welcome change I guess, see it as an opportunity. That will open the doors, for happiness to walk in.

Since dad had a transferable job we always landed up staying in rented apartments. So many restrictions when you are staying in a house owned by someone else. The constant hassle of having to shift once the lease ends every 11 months. Finding new flat to rent, dealing with sick brokers. I was like enough. Actually not me, but wife 😉 Or should I say my would be wife back then. She told me “I am not moving into a rented apartment with you”. Sometimes deadlines help, this was one such case.

Guess we looked at about 10 odd flats, wife would have seen about 50 and shortlisted these 10 for me. For someone who had always stayed in rented apartment, the new EMI burden, watching savings go up in expenses for interiors was some experience. Fighting over what tiles would go in kitchen, what would look good for the Tv unit, ah that was fun. Truth be told, not everything is fun, it gets tiring, rushing from office to select tiles, wallpapers, finalizing designBEwGTypCAAEHA1o bookshelf Calvin IMG-20130129-WA022 IMG-20130201-WA003 IMG-20130201-WA004 IMG-20130201-WA005 IMG-20130201-WA006 IMG-20130201-WA007with architect, selecting the paintings, choosing the shade of wooden laminates and so on. What helped was wife had figured out how she was planning to do the interiors for the house, while she allowed me to design one room (My favourite Calvin and Hobbes room)

A calvin and hobbes mural, that i thought would be easy to get done, took ages. Finalizing an artist who would work in the budget was painful. Twitter came to the rescue. Thanks to all the people who retweeted my request to get that done, two artists contacted me and I finalized one of them. She loved Calvin and Hobbes and that showed in the work that she finally did.

Moving in to this new house and then putting up everything piece by piece was some experience I will never forget, I give all the credit to wife for it for having pushed me to decide and finally move into our own house. Without her I feel I would have still continued to stay in rented apartments. We welcomed our daughter in this house, she’s 10 months now and I love every time she crawls on the wooden floor to come to me once I’m back from office. This will be the house where she will probably learn her first dancing steps, and then move on and choose a future for herself. This will be the house where we all will keep coming back to. Our own as I proudly call it now!

Thanks to people from Housing who made me share this story, something I always wanted to share about our house and how it had changed me. here is an interesting video about what they are all about:

So what’s your story about change? a good change..

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