These cloth shopping bags are cool n smart, you can match them with your dress, design them out of anything you wish to…go designer. They are very economical, sturdy, can be washed and ready for reuse………..and to top it all, they are very environmental friendly. All you need is to be conscious, make a small effort and carry them when going shopping or just keep one in-car and one in your purse. It need to make such small changes, think about.
writergitanjali
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Thoughts
Mirror Mirror on the wall, who has the toughest job of all
by writergitanjali June 26, 2010Whenever I am on the road and see a traffic policeman amidst, all the pollution, sun and rain rendering his job, I kind of feel like this. I know there is ill fame for them – traffic police don’t do their job properly, they try to fleece money etc etc…..but come to think of it, if we just focus on the nature of their job, I think they have the hardest job.Risk of life, lower salary and all this coupled with lesser or no respect of the job by geral society…hmmm I guess these points make the job toughest of all.
I can not imagine myself standing on the road giving directiions, even for an hour!
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Off beat Tourist destinationOffbeat EastTravel
My Maiden Trip to Arunachal Pradesh in Northeast
by writergitanjali June 25, 2010Next was travel by foot but this time it was wet sand………..so I had to balance my chunni, purse, Ray ban’s and tread very cautiously, wearing my sandals. Somen was walking ahead checking the sand and I was to follow his footsteps. But but……..I was educated, smart, modern woman, I could not accept the fact why he was taking a curve rather than walking straight. So in my zeal to prove my smartness and save time, I walked straight and…………IT WAS WET SAND. The moment I kept my foot, I sank knee-deep and fell. Somen turned back and chuckled seeing my pathetic condition, with sand all over my dress , hair and purse and myself sweating, for it was 12 in the afternoon. I was so embarrassed ……………..such a showdown for a new bride. But as it is said , show must go on, we kept walking, “ Somen will we reach our home in this life span?”. Extremely fatigued and disillusioned I could now see the main boat and the Brahmaputra River. It was such a mighty river, it is called the father of rivers for its might. It is such a wide river that it took almost 5 hours on boat to reach the other side. This boat ride is another interesting anecdote. Such narrow benches that an able-bodied woman like me was literally half hanging. Local tribal people smelled badly and more so the smell of indigenous tobacco and dried fish
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Travel Trivia
Being a housewife is not a measuring rod of my personality
by writergitanjali June 24, 2010…………”listen I am not wasting my time or getting bored or living an undignified , speck of dirt life….just because I am a housewife” . I have my clear priorities , will work as per my choice and passion. it is not alwasy important to pick up a 9-5 high glam job……….I am a teacher, I love my job……..I multi task as a website content writer..I do lot of blogging and experiment with so many new ideas and explore things……….unlike you who sticks to one job, leaves her kids with maids and then perpetually living a hypocrite confused life.”
Ok i am not against women who work, I have high regards for them………..all I want is ——–do not measure smartness and personality of a women based on the undignified common notion of “oh , a housewife” . Here I recall an incident, this was the time when I working…..I had a weird fear of travelling alone in aeroplane, and a relative of mine tried to cheer me up by saying…” hey , don’t behave like a typical housewife…you are much smarter”…………….WTH …is this the genric notion
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I hope only this RTO was lazy and RTO’s of other places are strict and upright with their job…..yes I can only hope……..and so can all of us that we are not hit on road by a driver who has been given license by such a RTO….well, just a thought ….do these RTO’s have any conscience and on a lighter side just imagine a situation when such an RTO my Mr L( Mr. Learner license) is hit himself and he shouts “Don’t you know how to drive properly…bloody hell…who gave you the license..show it to me, I will seize it”…………….and the driver says “Sir , you gave me the license” and then I , the writer will say “Does this put some sense in you in Mr. L” hmmm…quite a sadist pleasure for the writer…..
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South IndiaTravelTravel Tips
Language problems in Chennai for a North Indian
by writergitanjali June 22, 2010I am a North Indian living in South India past 2 years and trust me the biggest problem down here is Language. For me, who is a housewife this problem becomes manifold basically meaning….limited bargaining opportunities! But truly speaking this is not the most difficult part of it because there are shopping malls everywhere and obviously no bargaining there. For me the most problematic part of not knowing their language is getting bored at public places. YES, I admit blatantly that I tend to hear other people’s conversation…ya ya I know this is not good manners but excuse me…it is the best source of time pass in public places