New Words!

I remember that day when..

I learnt this new word and chose to blog about it!

Although i am fluent in English, yet it remains my second language and i get to enjoy learning new words and phrases from time to time.

Among the new words i just learnt is ‘edutainment’ ! Do you guys know what that means?

Well, according to merriam-webster,:

Definition of EDUTAINMENT: entertainment (as by games, films, or shows) that is designed to be educational

Origin of EDUTAINMENT: education + entertainment – First Known Use: 1973

This word is only 40 years old! That so cool! 😉

P.S. Ramadan Kareem to all Muslims out there!

Fifty Shades of Grey

I remember that day when..

I got hooked to ‘Fifty Shades of Grey’ by E L James!

Its the romance, the speed, the excitement, the bonding, the negotiating, the character’s inner thoughts & fears, and finally the action (Note: this is a PG rated blog ;)).

Its all the above mixed with continuous curiosity of what’s going to happen next! As soon as I finished reading the first book, I immediately started the second.. and very soon I will read the 3rd which is the last of the trilogy!

All I can say… the book is a fun roller coaster ride! Hats off to E L James! 🙂



1000 Piece Puzzle

I remember that day when..

I started the challenge to work on my 1000 piece puzzle.

It was a few weeks ago when my good friend NF gifted me with this lovely puzzle, which i happily accepted as my next challenge 😉

Check out my progress here:




Little did i expect that while the many joyful hours i have spent working on the puzzle, i have managed to practice the following:

1. Patience
2. Concentration
3. Attention to details
4. Trial & Error
5. Persistance
6. and most importantly, staying conscious of the Now! 😉

Click here if you have missed my post on ‘The Power of Now’.

If I Had My Life to Live Over

I remember that day when…

I listed the things I would have wanted to do differently in my life..

As I was reading ‘Chicken Soup for the Soul’ mentioned previously here, one of the short stories mentions the list of things that the interviewed elderly and terminally ill people have answered to; the things they wish they would have done more of, and that gave me the idea to write my own list as well.

Here it goes:

If I had my life to live over, I would

1. Loosen up and act silly
2. Laugh loudly and more often
3. Enjoy the moment rather than wait for the future
4. Give more compliments
5. Just do without over thinking
6. Listen more talk less

And finally

7. Break more rules 😉

But you know what, thank God I’m still young enough to start changing my habits…. any idea how i can challenge myself and do more of the above?

Have A Great Valentine’s Weekend everyone! xoxo

Open Your Heart

I remember that day when…

I was reading ‘Chicken Soup for The Soul – 101 Stories to Open The Heart and Rekindle the Spirit’ and learned the following:


1. It is never too late to say ‘I love You’

2. Persistance and hard work will get you to where you want to be

3. Compliments result in wonders – Never hold back on compliments

4.  If you want to change the world, start with yourself.

5. Always be grateful and appreciate the other person’s efforts regardless of the results

6. Smile!

7.  and lots more…. stay tuned for another post as i finish reading this lovely book 🙂

Seven Laws of Success

I remember that day when..

I read ‘The Seven Spiritual Laws of Success’ by Deepak Chopra.

Here is another book i have recently read and enjoyed very much.  Its simple, easy to read, and fun.


The book talks about the seven “powerful principles you can use to fulfill your deepest desires with effortless joy. If you put them into practice, you’ll realize that you can manifest whatever you’ve been dreaming about.”

From my point of view, understanding the laws is easy, but it surely needs continuous practice, discipline, and patience to be able to see positive results in fulfilling your dreams.

My favorite part of the book is the ‘conclusion’ where it summarizes and connects all the laws together.  Here is the shortened version of it:

“There is a natural sequence for the application of these laws… The Law of Pure Potentiality is experienced… through communion with nature, but it is activated by the Law of Giving…  Through your actions in the Law of Giving you activate the Law of Karma… which automatically leads to an understanding the Law of Least Effort. When everything is easy and effortless… you spontaneously begin to understand the Law of Intention and Desire. Fulfilling your desires with effortless ease makes it easy for you to practice the Law of Detachment. Finally… you begin to focus on your true purpose in life, which leads to the Law of Dharma.

Now, how about we start practicing these laws in our daily life?


I remember that day when…

I received this story by email which has truly touched my heart 🙂

“My grandparents were married for over half a century, and played their own special game from the time they had met each other. The goal of their game was to write the word “shmily” in a surprise place for the other to find. They took turns leaving “shmily” around the house, and as soon as one of them discovered it, it was their turn to hide it once more.

They dragged “shmily” with their fingers through the sugar and flour containers to await whoever was preparing the next meal. They smeared it in the dew on the windows overlooking the patio where my grandma always fed us warm, homemade pudding with blue food coloring.

“Shmily” was written in the steam left on the mirror after a hot shower, where it would reappear bath after bath. At one point, my grandmother even unrolled an entire roll of toilet paper to leave “shmily” on the very last sheet. There was no end to the places “shmily” would pop up.

Little notes with “shmily” scribbled hurriedly were found on dashboards and car seats, or taped to steering wheels. The notes were stuffed inside shoes and left under pillows. “Shmily” was written in the dust upon the mantel and traced in the ashes of the fireplace.

This mysterious word was as much a part of my grandparents’ house as the furniture. It took me a long time before I was able to fully appreciate my grandparents’ game. Skepticism has kept me from believing in true love —-one that is pure and enduring.

However, I never doubted my grandparents’ relationship. They had love down pat. It was more than their flirtatious little games; it was a way of life. Their relationship was based on a devotion and passionate affection which not everyone is lucky enough to experience. Grandma and Grandpa held hands every chance they could. They stole kisses as they bumped into each other in their tiny kitchen.

They finished each other’s sentences and shared the daily crossword puzzle and word jumble.My grandma whispered to me about how cute my grandpa was, how handsome and old he had grown to be. She claimed that she really knew “how to pick ’em.” Before every meal they bowed their heads and gave thanks, marveling at their blessings: a wonderful family, good fortune, and each other.

But there was a dark cloud in my grandparents’ life: my grandmother had breast cancer. The disease had first appeared ten years earlier. As always, Grandpa was with her every step of the way. He comforted her in their yellow room, painted that way so that she could always be surrounded by sunshine, even when she was too sick to go outside.

Now the cancer was again attacking her body. With the help of a cane and my grandfather’s steady hand, they went to church every morning. But my grandmother grew steadily weaker until, finally, she could not leave the house anymore. For a while, Grandpa went to church alone, praying for God to watch over his wife. Then one day, what we all dreaded finally happened. Grandma was gone.

“SHMILY” There it was again—scrawled in bright yellow ink on the pink ribbons of my grandmother’s funeral bouquet. As the crowd thinned and the last mourners turned to leave, my aunts, uncles, cousins and other family members came forward and gathered around Grandma one last time.

Grandpa stepped up to my grandmother’s casket and, taking a shaky breath, he began to sing to her very softly. Through his tears and grief, the old song came, a deep throaty lullaby. Shaking with my own sorrow, I will never forget that moment. For I knew that, although I couldn’t begin to fathom the depth of their love, I had been privileged to witness its unmatched beauty.”

“S-h-m-i-l-y———See How Much I Love You!”

Laura Jeanne Allen

Laura wrote “SHMILY” about her grandparents in Chicken Soup for the Couple’s Soul