Life's Metagenesis

Hello folks! All fine? Same here. It's midnight in my country and I am not yet asleep. Actually I was studying until and then those books tire me so I thought of writing something. And I am up with an issue many of the girls face until date. I won't tell more about it, the article says it all. Please read until the end. Thank You

The alteration of generation where kids are smoking cigarettes instead of playing "Teacher-Teacher", teens are sending nudes instead of setting up goals, adults are raping children instead of fulfilling dreams and children are getting pregnant. We wonder why?  Actually there's no time left to wonder why. The system works this way.
I am a girl.  I am not allowed to wear my skirt because boys get high seeing my legs. I am not allowed to eat more than I get because I may get fat and then I won't get a boy to marry.  I am not allowed to show my cleavage,  I am not allowed to go out of the house after 10, I am not allowed to think modern, this is great,  isn't it?  Actually  the system's great,  the system which the universe has accepted.
I am killed just before I born,  in fact I was prayed not to be born.

When I was born,  people were talking that my parents possessed bad luck. I couldn't hear those words, but my heart felt.  They were chasing behind my family.
When I was in Grade 5, I was told to sit beside girls or else I will be called a slut.
When I was in Grade 7, I got my periods and I was left untouchable for almost 4 days. I was not allowed to wash my hair, neither I can enter the kitchen nor I can use my regular utensils,  I could not celebrate festivals, I could not enter the temple,  I could not water the plants, I could not wash my hair and the list isn't yet completed.
When I was in Grade 9, I was told not to go out of the house after 10 or talk to strangers, especially males.  Even I wasn't allowed to ask my own family 'why'.
I don't really have a very sharp explanation for this.. I would just like to express myself through these unheard words that :

I am born to live
Happiness is all what I give
Why does this happen to me?
To this world, I want to be a devotee
Why do boys stalk behind?
They might have some business, please mind
Why do I have to wear uncomfortable clothes?
Just because the minds of boys have some woes?
Why are my boobs stared?
Do you think I am despaired?
Why is my vagina fucked?
Why are my nipples sucked?
Why shouldn't I talk important matters?
Why always does a girl shatters?
Why shouldn't I get equal share?
Just because I bear...?
But now, I am going to fight for myself
I am going to raise my voice
I am going to stand at affairs
I am going to speak on chairs
I am going to fly aces
I am going to win races
I am going to shower success
I am going to aggress
No matter what comes ahead,
I will destroy and walk upheld
Stand up girls, improve your argument.
Because it's silence that speaks everything...
Thank You

:)
Until the next,
Vidhi

Like a Mountain

Hey people.
I promised I would crave out some of the unheard words of beautiful writers and here I come up with an extravagant poem by a girl named Venessa (Instagram profile: vba_2711). I must say, she has an extraordinary talent of poems on life, soul anf stuff! I just love them. Here is one of them from her beautiful list 'Like a Mountain'. Go and follow her if you like this poem and want more.

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The joy in my heart
The pain in my eyes
The hurt in my soul
The twists in my life....
Is just like a Mountain

Every breath I take
Every thought that passes my mind
Every single second that goes without you
Every day I live of my life...
Is just like a Mountain

I realise my abilities
I do realise my faults
I realise, I breathe every day
I want to realise the purpose of life
And I realised the reason for living
Is just Like a Mountain

Until the next,
Vidhi

Yugen

In a philosophical world, where the mountains can't reach the skies, where the trees can't talk, where the river can't fly, where the crows can't sing and the truth can't be false, what are we humans doing here?
Do we have an urge to change the nature, or even replicate it? The bits' and bobs all around, the crave for a happy life, is this the way we enjoy the nature?

Do all the galaxies would have such beautiful nature like ours? Do all the galaxies would have humans like us? Do all the galaxies would persuade​ life like us? If yes, then why can't we travel to other galaxies and tourism there? It would be so much fun, eh?

Can we just take a break and place ourselves to a cynefin? To hear the nature's voice, the woodnote, to see the feuillemort, that is, the color of a dying leaf, ochar and fruitful, to sense the komorebi, the beautiful sunlight passing through our skin and our arteries and veins and to our blood, to sleep under the sound of psithurism and to smell the wild air?
Is all of these possible? Or we humans would just live this life, competing with each other, growing each day for a better day which isn't yet guaranteed to arrive?

Dear nature,
Thanks is not a perfect word which I can offer  for the job you do. May I respect you till the end of my last breath. May I bow down to you when a thing I do is against your esteem. May I everyday love you for your unreturnable gift.

Until the next,

Vidhi :)

Promise

Hey people. All set? Sunny bunny!
Waiting for my Grade 10 Result which was to be announced today 🎲
Never mind, I bring you a heart touching poem by Lieke who I met a few days ago on Instagram (her username is mewierdo.poetry- Go follow her!). I was surfing through writers with unheard words and I found her. She is so amazing, and her poems are mind blowing. I loved one of her poems which illustrates a 2-sided story and so I decided to put it up on my blog. Why not to hear beautiful unheard words of unrecognized writers?
I promise, I will be doing this from now. I would post stuff of other marvelous writers too. I would grow them along with me. Let's grow the world people, do comment what you think.
So here's her poem...

I promised you

I made a promise
That I'd meet you over there
Under the tree🌲, behind the playground
We were going to talk.

Because we thought
Maybe this could be something more 💑

I'm sorry I didn't show,
But I couldn't 🙇
I knew that when I would,
I won't be able to say this to you
We can't be something more,
I couldn't do that to you. 💔

I'm sorry
But I made another promise
And that is, that I'll never hurt you 💘

You promised me

You made me a promise
To meet me right here.

Under the tree🌲, behind the playground,
I thought this could be something more. 💑

But you didn't show,
I don't think you ever will.🙇

But I'll just keep on waiting
Under the tree,
In he pouring rain 💦💧

Awesome, isn't it. Email me your stuff and I would post on my blog. And yes, do comment what you think of this poem.
Until the next,
Vidhi

!Food Doof Food!

"You can't buy happiness, but you can buy food! That's the same thing, isn't it?" xD
Hey folks! Amazing topic today- FOOD! I guess almost everyone would like to read this post :D
Okay, so as an Indian, I am going to honor 12 Traditional Indian Foods That Can Change Your Life Forever (I don't know in which sense) xD
Let's start then.
1. Nethili Varuval

What It Is: Anchovies dipped in a paste of turmeric and red chilies and fried, native to the South Indian region Chettinad.

Perfect For: A crispy, spicy appetizer.

Feels Like: Temple bells.

2. Biryani 

What It Is: An aromatic rice dish cooked with several spices, notably saffron, and a protein (typically chicken or mutton) that's been marinated.

Perfect For: A huge family dinner.

Feels Like: Hearing the neighborhood mosque sound its azan for evening prayers.

3. Momos

What It Is: A variation on the traditional dimsum, native to the North Eastern states that border Nepal (where the dish originated), eaten with a fiery red chutney.

Perfect For: A quick mid-evening snack.

Feels Like: Kicking your shoes off after a long day and settling into your couch for hours of TV

4. Idli

What It Is: A heavy South Indian breakfast food. A fermented batter of ground rice and lentils, steamed in little circular moulds.

Perfect For: When you're done sleeping in on a Saturday morning.

Feels Like: Being woken up by the smell of cooking.

5. Gulab Jamun

What Is It: Small balls of dried milk, slow cooked and boiled in a sugar syrup.

Perfect For: When you've already had a delicious meal and have just enough room for dessert.

Feels Like: Playing hide-and-go-seek with your cousins at a family reunion way, way past your bedtime.

6. Chhole Bhature'

What It Is: A spiced, curried chickpea dish served with a fried flour bread.

Perfect For: A late Sunday breakfast.

Feels Like: Seeing your family all dressed in new clothes on a festival day.

7. Kati Roll

What It Is: A traditional street food popular across India (and abroad). A wrap of kebabs, eggs, vegetables, and spices rolled into paratha (a type of flat bread).

Perfect For: When you need a meal on-the-go. Also a great way to use up leftovers.

Feels Like: Standing on a dusty Kolkata street-corner at dusk, watching families go home through rush hour traffic.

8. Rajma

What It Is: Kidney beans in a thick gravy popular across North India.

Perfect For: An accompaniment for rice, particularly delicious when served piping hot in the winter.

Feels Like: Summer holidays at your grandparents' house.

9. Pani Puri

What It Is: A small crisp hollow round bread filled with spiced water, tamarind paste, potato, onion, and chickpeas.

Perfect For: When you're craving a thousand flavors at once.

Feels Like: Drunkenly challenging your best friend to a contest of who can eat more of these, and then feeling like your mouth is on fire.

10. Jalebi

What It Is: A wheat flour batter deep fried in coil-shapes and soaked in sugar syrup, served hot.

Perfect For: When you want something hot, but also sweet.

Feels Like: People-watching in a crowded bazaar while your mother haggles over sari prices.

11. Tandoori Chicken

What It Is: Chicken marinated for hours in a paste of yogurt and spices, and then roasted (traditionally) in a clay oven called a tandoor.

Perfect For: Wowing your dinner guests with minimal effort.

Feels Like: Making a pitstop at a roadside diner three hours into a family roadtrip.

12. Banana Chips

What It Is: Thin slices of banana deep fried in savory spices.

Perfect For: Munching on while watching your favorite movie.

Feels Like: The wind flying through your hair as you sail down Kerala's backwaters in a houseboat.

Full? Same here 😂 This one was fun, eh? Because eating well is a form of self-respect, and I really mean it..
Contact me if I have left out your favorite dishes xD
Bye bye
Until the next,
Vidhi

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Pluviophile 💙

For the storm to arise.

For the flowers to bloom.

For the crops to rise. 

For the grass to gloom.

The love for the petrichor, 

As the summer draws to a close,

The smell that we all adore,

When the monsoon rains have rose.

Just as the fall begins,

With a light warm drizzle,

Grandma closes all the tins,

With the virid children's whistles.

Showers bring down the intolerable temperature,

With pearls of water on faces everywhere

And blissfully shines the mothernature

Truly, God has granted a superior share. 

I feel proud of this poem 💟 For all the rain lovers, go and help it out. Trying to grow audience here, do support :) 

Until the next,

Vidhi 

Oh, it's Mother's Day

Heyo friends! Met back... I am so tired today of Botany. It has made me sick! I was curious to know how notable scientists studied so I checked out some pins and guess what I found. I didn't get anything what I was looking for, but I found a very touching story of Thomas Alva Edison which I would like to share today.
First let me give a brief description about him.

Thomas Alva Edison was an American inventor and businessman, who has been described as America's greatest inventor. He created such great innovations as the first commercially practical incandescent light bulb and the phonograph. A savvy businessman, he held more than 1,000 patents for his inventions.
So here the story begins...
One day Thomas came home and gave a paper to his mother. He told her,"my teacher gave this paper to me and told to only give it to my mother".
His mother's eyes were tearful as she read the letter loud out to her child: Your son is a genius. This school is too small for him and doesn't have enough good teachers for training him. Please teach him yourself.
Many, many years after Edison's mother died and he was now one of the greatest inventors of the century, one day he was looking for old family things. Suddenly he saw a folded paper in the corner of the drawer of a desk. He took it out and opened it up. On the paper was written: Your son is addled (mentally ill). We won't let him come to school anymore.
Edison cried for hours and then wrote in his diary: Thomas Alva Edison was an addled child that, by a hero mother, became the genius of the century.
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I don't have anything more to say after this than. People celebrate mother's day on social media. I mean, almost 90% of the mothers here I know would not be using any of the social media apps or websites, but yes, kids post the pics of them and their mothers with such beautiful captions about which their mothers might not know a weensy.
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In my opinion, mother's day is just like a normal birthday or an anniversary. The way we treat our mothers the whole lifetime makes a real difference. It does not matter if we put a pic on Facebook with 400 likes on it, but it really matters if we just go to her and tell her just a few words of prestige, I am sure she'll love it and appreciate you alot. I don't have anything to say for a mother, like she if the one who gives us the belief like-minded Go girl, go you can do it. And this is the belief which gives us strength to face the world. Like of course, my mother has told and I can do it. This one's more important. All the sacrifices she has given for us, they are incredible. We think it is her duty to do that, but it isn't.

Just because you haven't seen mothers who give birth to children, look after them till I think 14 or 15 years and then leave them alone to face the world. Others are different, and that makes a difference. I won't detail this, it isn't that valuable. Lastly, let us all remember one thing:
Mothers are like buttons. They hold everything together!


Happy Mother's Day all the mothers of the world! Because you are the one who understand things that are unsaid. Thanks for everything mumma..

The smiling hacker

"You don't have to overthink when you are doing what you love"

Heyo readers! A really unique topic today... Guess what? I am going to tell you about the smiling hacker. Yea yea, you read it right, The Smiling Hacker 😂

He is a very cool man, seriously. A secret  hugger-mugger of the world. Let me tell you, he is called  Hamza Bendelladj and  he is originally from Algeria. He is the one who is ionised by millions of Algerians.

Hamza Bendelladj is a version of modern day online Robin Hood and is a hero worshipped in his home country. The Algerians and hackers from Middle-Eastern region view him as their idol whom they seek to emulate. Hamza reportedly used his SpyEye trojan to milk money from people from the west to give the same to Palestinian charities closer home. More so because somebody on social media spread the rumour that Hamza was handed over death sentence by the US court.

Hamza is a legend in Algeria, a country which is also going through turbulent times politically. Hamza who operated with the code name is ” BX1 ” 1  (isn't this interesting?) and was dubbed the ” smiling Hacker “, born in 1988 , from Tizi-Ouzou in Algeria. According to the people who knew him, Hamza could speak 5 foreign languages and was proficient in coding, a career option available to only the elite Algerian class.

Algerians and Middle-Eastern hackers but for the West he was nothing less than a criminal who was on list of FBI’s most wanted cyber criminals. He and his friend, Aleksandr Andreevich Panin aka ‘Gribodemon’ and ‘Harderman’ were responsible for losses of over $20 million to Western banks through their SpyEye trojan. He and Hamza used to sell  “SpyEye” online for $1000 to $10,000. According to authorities, Hamza and Panin sold this blockbuster malware to more than 150 Cyber criminals. One of the their client is believed to have stolen $3.2 million during 6 month period using “SpyEye“ malware.
Hamza Bendelladj who is just 27 years old will get to spend 15 years in a US Penitentiary for the financial crimes he and Panin committed. Despite his admission of guilt, Hamza’s supporters continue to hack various websites across the world, including, of late, Air France and a Virginia-based university, calling for his release using the hashtags #FreeHamzaBendellaj and #FreePalestine.

Algerian hero who is 1/10 most dangerous hackers.
Hacked 217 banks, sent $280,000,000 to Palestine, very huge amount people.

His sentence? death.

Ow. I actually see him as a hero and obviously he is. Such a cyberpunk he has, this talent might be so useful for other important things.
You liked it people? Do comment :)
Until the next,
Vidhi.

Depressed eh :(

"If size really mattered, the elephant would be the king of the jungle."

Another one on the special occasion of depression, sadness, ugliness and infinity more.
This is for the ones, who cried themselves to sleep, who cut, who starved themselves, who puked, who felt ugly, who felt alone, and even for the ones who died.
People think depression is sadness. People think depression is crying. People think depression is dressing in black, but people are wrong. Depression is actually the constant feeling of being numb. Being numb to emotions, being numb to lie. You face every obstacle every bloody day and how do you face them? Through medication, through drinking, through cutting.

Why depression, let me mention. I see the absolute cause of depression- obesity, ugliness, bullying, pressure, etc. The cause I'll put up right now is Obesity, or let's say fat, to make it more familiar.
I wish my weight was as low as my self-esteem. I wish I was slim like other girls so that I wasn't so depressed.

I am afraid to die, and afraid to live. Yea, I am afraid to exist too. I'm sorry I am ugly. I'm sorry I am fat. I'm sorry I lie. I'm sorry I cut. I'm sorry I'm broken. I'm sorry I'm damaged. I'm sorry I want to die. I'm sorry for existing. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm the fucked up sorry.
Why why why the hell am I fat? Why the hell don't they understand me? Why the hell don't they see the fear on my face? Why the hell don't they see the pain in my heart? Why the hell don't they see my back-answers as my back-pain. Why the hell do I exist? Aren't fat people successful? Aren't fat people healthy? Aren't they intelligent and strong? Aren't they focused and determined? Dafuq, why don't they just open their eyes? I am fat, that doesn't make me anti-human. I am a God-gifted HUMAN with two eyes, a nose, two ears, a brain and a heart with me. I am fat, that doesn't mean I don't have a heart? C'mon, excuses are for the ones who don't want it have done. I have goals, but THINGS stop me from fulfilling those. I am fat? It's absolutely okay for me. I am ugly? That's better I won't have to show off. I am insane? That makes me a Human. I am crazy? I feel it. I am harsh? I understand the world. I am shy? I rule from behind. I am whatever? I do whatever.
What the hell depression cures us? We are humans, don't let animals steal away your focus. Wr can do it, everyone can do it because our personality matters. We are neither ugly nor stupid. This body of ours, no matter shape or size has carried us through this life. It's taken us to places, enable us to explore the world. Picked up when we've fallen down. Fought through colds and flu, broken bones and broken hearts. Even though we put it down, it keeps on going. Keeps on working to the best it can. Through the good and the bad, our heart has kept beating. It will take us to the very end. What a wonderful clever thing it is! We all are beautiful. We all are brilliant. We all can achieve what we want. The fucking world cannot hold a single finger of yours.
People, I am just a normal 16 year old girl. I have no experiences, no jobs, no breaks, but people, I have brain. A brain that works. The one which works for myself the way I command it to. The power of controlling the brain. I am no physiatrist, but I promise I could talk to you whenever you feel like. I couldn't promise to get through your kins, but I could always help you to relieve your heart by sharing stuff! I'm not someone great, but I can talk to you about anything. I haven't achieved anything, but I understand those little things

. Just try out. I guess you might feel happy and that is my job. It makes me happy :)
 Keep working, keep achieving, be happy!
Until the next,
Vidhi

The Birthday feeling

"Don't push me. The beast inside me is sleeping, not dead."
Okay. I am turning 16 after somewhat 7 minutes. But you know what, that type of itching in the stomach, I don't feel that. I am not too excited. I don't have any plans except completing Zoology lesson and Physics Assignment. The school will be as usual and I will be embarrassed to see everyone wishing me as usual. The environment will have a bit difference with some blessings on my head. As soon as 12 ticks in the clock, mom and dad will come to the room with gifts and cake. Gift, I mean something which I will be using in the coming year, just as clothes, watch, bag, etc. First, they will wish me and then mom will give a short philosophical lecture that I am grown up now and I should arrange things systematically and all that. Then I will check my phone for some cool messages of my friends. Then I will sleep and wake up at 5:30 as usual for school. I have some chocolates with me for friends. Then as soon as I get into the bus, some of my friends will shout as gorillas and then all the bus-mates will get to know that it is my birthday, even the driver and the conductor. Then everyone will wish me and I'll have to smile and thank them. Then I'll enter the school and all of my friends will climb up on me. I'll have to wait for the assembly bell to ring so that they go back to their classes. Till that, I'll just pray that somehow my class teacher wouldn't get to know that it is my birthday, or else she will call me ahead and sing the "happy birthday" song for me. I will feel embarrassed on what expression should I have on my face and what should I say next. Everything will be easy thenafter. Then the recess comes. I'll go to tht canteen with my friends and enjoy there, literally enjoy. Everything will be awesome and that's the part of the day I like the most. Next everything normal. I come back home and go to classes. I come almost at night. We have dinner and I sleep. Birthday over. All the DRAMA over.
Okay it's 12 now. Happy Birthday to me :)
Until the next,
Vidhi

Go ahead!

What a drastic change it is! From halycon to hatred to the heavy-hearted melancholy. From the bright shining stars to the bright shining sun, both euphoric.
Why did it happen? Does it happen to everyone? Every single person, I mean. Is it necessary or surplus? Does it have any sense? If it does, why so redundant? It seems one has fallen from the long green grass stick to the soil, reversible but senseless.

Wait, let me complete. Unconditional love from friends changed to the only "hi-hellos". Peace to distress. Love to loathe. Most importantly, time to treasure.
But, what about the end? It's very lucrative but does that mean the start has no value? Yes, the start is always the hardest but what if it wasn't proper? Why to start when you still have other options, not better but understandable.

Let me be more clear. I am talking about the drastic change in everyone's life, either from primary to secondary, secondary to higher secondary, higher secondary to under graduation, under graduation to post graduation, post graduation to job, job to money, money to love, love to marriage, marriage to children, children to education and once again the second cycle. There's no end, yes it keeps on going and it isn't easy. It isn't ought to be easy because if it was easy, even animals could do it.
Why do we humans study so much about the environment, the biodiversity and so much more?

Does a rabbit wants to know how does a frog digest his food? Do hens are eager to know how do bacteria live? Relate people relate. Why the hell do we want to learn everything about everyone? There's only one reason that comes to my mind. SELFISHNESS. We humans are so selfish. We just want everything to come to our use. We'll study everything to know whether it comes to our use at any way or not. We studied about plants and made medicines, we studied about animals and made clothes, we studied about trees and made houses, we studied about human behaviours and made relations, we studied about leaves and made food, and the list goes on. We are so damn selfish, we study about chemicals, algae, cream, cockroach and what not. Why? Coz we are so selfish.
Sounds funny? Isn't it? Yes it is. We get 10 years old, we study numbers, just to count money, we are 15 and we study about the biodiversity, to see what is the use of it to us, we are 20 and we study life, to get used to it, we are 25 and we study relationships, to grow side by side, we are 30 and we study children, to show some courtesy, we are 35 and our children start studying. It happens to everyone, studying is the only option left for existence. Study or die, you are no important to anyone. Shine bright or let others shine. But don't worry. If your eyes are on your goal, if your focus is on your goal then even a SELFISH HUMAN couldn't stop you from growing. Yes the end is it but with some smiling faces and expensive cars in the backyard. The goal shouldn't be to get rich, it should be to live life in your own terms. No selfish human should question you about your life. Work till you no longer have to introduce yourself. If your mother wants to go to the market to buy some sweets for charity, she should be asked by the driver to proceed with which car. Audi or BMW. That is to get rich. And there's a simple rule- You can't fail if you don't quit, and you can't succeed if you don't get started. Go ahead! Either you'll land on the moon or on the star, but the sky is yours.

Keep working, keep smiling.
Until the next,
Vidhi :)

Source: After effects of my Zoology-teaching professor's lecture xD

Karma is doing her work

Karma is just sharpening her nails and finishing her drink dude! She says she’ll be with you shortly. Karma never loses an address, because Roses are red, Violets are blue, KARMA is a BITCH and it’s coming for you. Coming? Uh ho! It has already come. Haven’t you heard of the Karma Kafe in Dubai?

Donno worry. We’ll talk pretty much about it today.    

Karma Kafe Restaurant and Lounge is a concept designed by Raymond Visan, the creator of the world renowned Buddha Bar. Truly passionate about traveling and arts, Raymond Visan is, before all else, an innovative business man.

Unleashing his creative personality, he found Karma Kafe inside the popular Soak-al-Bahar in the heart of Dubai’s Down Town district. With unrivalled views of the Dubai Fountains and the iconic Burj Khalifa, Karma Kafe sets the scene for a truly magical experience.

It is a restaurant where there are no prices on the menu and where the check reads $0.00 with only this footnote: "Your meal was a gift from someone who came before you. To keep the chain of gifts alive, we invite you to pay it forward for those who dine after you."

This beautiful concept of the Karma Kafe has not only attracted its own people but the tourists all over the world.

Run by volunteers, its meals are cooked and served with love, and offered to the guest as a genuine gift. To complete the full circle of giving and sustain this experiment, guests make contributions in the spirit of pay-it-forward to those who will come after them. In keeping this chain going, the generosity of both guests and volunteers helps to create a future that moves from transaction to trust, from self-oriented isolation to shared commitment and from fear of scarcity to celebration of abundance. Offering a fusion of Pan Asian and International flavors with opulent surroundings and oriental & eclectic beats, Karma Kafé is a unique dining and nightlife destination for the discerning guest.


The Kafe’s reputation has given it genuine international reach that has allowed it to expand throughout the world. The Kafe along with the Buddha Bar (built by Raymond Visan) embodies an art of living, based on sharing and a warm, friendly atmosphere.

Its atypical aura is unique, due to its extraordinarily rich interior design, showcasing Asian objects, Portuguese mosaics and warm wood furniture covered in ethnic fabrics from around the world, immediately drawing its guests into a magical atmosphere.

Karma Kafe cuisine is a fabulous culinary invitation to exotic lands, beautifully presented on the plates. Its Pan-Asian and Pacific Rim menu, with a myriad of flavors and Oriental spices, is subtly combined with western influences.

Its diversity is also found in its innovative Electro-Lounge style musical ambiance. The resident DJs passionately travel the world looking for increasingly rare musical pieces, Ethnic percussions and Electro vibrations in order to create an utterly enchanting atmosphere.

Today, it has become a Must, attracting visitors from around the world. Continually expanding its horizons, the Karma Kafe has gone above and beyond all borders, from Paris to numerous international capitals.


With such a charming atmosphere, the Karma Kafe follows some of its rules and regulations. Dress code for all people is Smart Casual – No sportswear/beachwear, no open shoes and only smart, tailored shorts for gentlemen after 8pm.

Age policy: Anyone over the age of 16 is welcome with adult guardians in the dining areas only. Children under the age of 16 are welcome until 8pm all week in the dining areas only. You must be over the age of 21 to join in the bar and Lounge areas on any given day.


Not only this, the Karma Kafe frequently launches events to embrace its people.

1. The Karma Karvery Friday Brunch:

Karma Kafé present the most decadent foodie brunch in Dubai, every Friday from 1pm – 4pm.
Order all of your favorites from a selection of wok, sushi, eggs, Karma signature dishes and desserts, plus the star of the show – our brand new Japanese BBQ cravery with a selection of meats straight from the Japanese Robata grill.


2. Sushi Saturdays

Indulge in unlimited servings of premium Sushi & Dim Sum, whilst taking in the spectacular views of the Dubai Fountains and the iconic Burj Khalifa.

AED 199 per person including a choice of either a glass of House Grape, a carafe of House Sake or a Pot of Organic Tea.

Every Saturday, 12PM-7PM.

3. Sake in the City

Karma Kafé brings you the most sophisticated ladies’ night in Dubai in the shape of Sake In The City – Ladies’ After Work.

Every Tuesday, ladies can enjoy three complimentary drinks from a selection of Asian fusion cocktails and Grape from 6pm – 1am.

4. The KindSpring

The 21-Day Challenge series includes a Kindness Challenge, a Mindfulness Challenge, a Gratitude Challenge, an Eco-Footprint Challenge and more. KindSpring is home to 1218 challenges with
61020 participants.

5. Daily Good

A bit of good news everyday.

6. KarmaTube

Videos that stir the soul.

7. Service Space

The matrix of Inspiration

And many more on festivals and Halloweens and stuff!

Remember, someday all the love you’ve given away, will find its way back to you, and it will finally stay. The Karma Kitchen is an amazing example of generosity around the globe. It proves the fact that what you do now will come back to you in future. LIFE has a funny way of making you deal with what you make others go through.



Finishing this off, I truly recommend you folks to visit the Karma Kafe once in lifetime to see what others go through in life. A person’s true colours will always show within time. You may be fooled for the moment, but be patient and see what happens.

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A Gift to my "seat-mate"

'I'd rather be tired, than broke'
Hello! So today I will be showing you the gift I made for my best friend (maybe I can call that). I'm sure you'd like it.
Lemme tell you briefly about her first. Her name is Aalisha and we are friends since June, i.e., 10 months of our friendship showers. She took admission in our school and we started talking and sharing stuff. She sat with me a few days after she joined. We talked

a bit more and now we are called best friends. In actual, we aren't. We are just "seat-mates" with a relation bit more than friends. We enjoyed each-others companies in all times and that's what made us such good friends. She stayed near my house and so we went to places together. That was real fun.
So the point is, I have made a gift for her which I bet you would like. Message me for talks :)
THE GIFT
It is sort of a book or a diary which I started making a month ago. This is the first page:

Two Girls, One City
This is the title of the blog we thought of making together but never did xD But the name, I like it.
The 2nd page:

The 3rd page:

The 4th page:

5th to 14th: I have tried to write a few lines about each student in our class and some memories we share. I have even added some pics.
The 15th page:

16th to 19th: OUR 271 day's memories
This contains the 'vote of thanks'. I really like it. It is quite big, or else I would have wrote it here. Message me if you wanna read.

20th to 52th: All the memories we share in almost a year. I have jotted down in a sequence, and guess what, I have written 98 points. 98 memories and a lot more 💜
I'll mention some down there in the sequence I have written  some pics too:
1. You entered DPSG, oh sorry, a little world, Aalisha, entered an enormous world, DPSG on 20 June 2016.
And her introduction to the class: Hey guys! This is Aalisha Trivedi and blah blah blah!
2. When we went to washroom or other places out the class, I used to tell her ' See all the faces of folks, I'll tell you about them when they leave'. Those stories were damn funny xD
6. Her climbing skills, he was the fastest on stairs *.*

7. Chindhi(Aalisha): VC pull my hand please
VC ( Me) : Why? What happened?
Chindhi: I am feeling too sleepy ..
😂
14. Her belief: "Everyone is beautiful in its own way" I really love that.
16. It was our IT lecture that day and she didn't bring her IT file. That was her first punishment. She stood out of the class and enjoyed a lot. I'm glad xD
18. Some of our nicknames -.-
24. Navratri 2k16:

25. She's the one who spoils all our awesome pics -.- Have a look

35. The most memorable DPS Fiesta

36.
Mansi: You guys know, shitloads of fun today..
VC, Chindhi: Why?
Mansi: Damn girls, Sandeep Narwal and Amit Hooda are coming to school today.
VC, Chindhi: Who the hell are they?
Mansi: You don't know, poor kids. Asian Cup Kabaddi players.
VC, Chindhi: Whatever!
*And they enter*
VC, Chindhi: Wow *.*

44. In class sometimes I used to tell her I'm hungry. You can't even imagine she used to cook different flavours of soap for me using chalks -_-
47. Chindhi: You'll come tomorrow to school?
VC: I am sick dude
Chindhi: So not coming?
VC: Idk. I'll see.
Chindhi: I know you won't come xD
VC: I know that too
😂 You know me so much 💓
62. Stall preparations at school

66. The dental check up in school. Enjoyed it a lot :D
80. Our first fight- 26 Nov 2016
Enjoyed it a lot too ✌
85. Our first outing at Jay Bhavani. We ate a Vadapav and shared a 100 memories there 😸

I completed that book there with some more talks and emotions.
With the book, I even gifted her a box with these things.




And many more of such things..
I even got a Ear plug for her.
Message me for more,
Vidhi