Hi, I'm Ekta!

I'm an amateur Writer, Photographer, Filmmaker, Front End Developer, Adventurer, Biker and most importantly - a Chocoholic.

About Failures and Success

Music affect me tremendously, specially when its soul stirring, mind blowing, and brilliantly worded all at the same time.

Today it was this track from TVF Pitchers that did it. ( just a side note – if you haven’t already, please watch the show at www.tvfplay.com – its awesome! )

The song is called – ” How you want to Leave ”

hold on still and the storm will pass
you’ve come so far you’ll surely last
lead the light and show the way
trust your heart not what they say

just think about how you want to leave
if you forget what you came here for
think about how you want to leave
if you forget what you came here for

everytime you’ve fallen down
you’ve picked your self up from the ground.
never a god came to save your soul
you saved your self,
yeah you did it all.

the road is not what you had in mind
you kept going on and you did your time
there will come a time and place
you’ll realize you won the race

just think about how you want to leave
if you forget what you came here for
think about how you want to leave
if you forget what you came here for

everytime you’ve fallen down
you’ve picked your self up from the ground.
never a god came to save your soul
you saved your self,
yeah you did it all.

And the message is so clear.

Just think about how you want to leave this world?

Bubbles (23/365)

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Happy Birthday to my younger sis Aagna, Who has always been like my sidekick if I am a super hero! She is chela to my Guru Ghantal. πŸ™‚

All of us sisters associate with Powerpuff girls and she is the cute one – Bubbles. Like bubbles, she also used to carry a doll around when she was 5.

Anyways, Love you darling. You’ll always be the little girl to me even if you are going to be turning 30 in a few years πŸ˜›

My ama-zica Goa weekend

One way to get the most out of life is to look upon it as an adventure.

That’s what came to my mind the moment I received a message from Naveen (Indiblogger) that said – I was shortlisted as one of the 60 bloggers being invited to Goa for Tata motors Zica launch event. I am usually a pretty introvert person who avoids most social gatherings, especially where I do not know anyone closely. Boredom is my nemesis and on top of it all, I am hesitant to approach strangers. But something made me say yes this time. Perhaps it was all about the attraction to Goa and the lure of driving on the scenic roads. My bags were already packed from the trip to Europe that I had just come back from on December 2, 2015. And so I left for the new adventure just three days later.

After an uneventful flight to Goa on morning of 5th Dec, the ride to the hotel was jam packed with action and adventure. A mishandled bag, Verbal banter on the phone with the guy whose bag one of our people had mistakenly carried with them – those were the few things that hailed the arrival of an exciting weekend that was in store for us.

Tata motors and Indiblogger Team was all set and ready to welcome us to Goa when we reached Hotel Alila Diwa. Post introduction and registration; we were lead to lunch while the teams expertly took care of our check in formalities. The lavish spread of lunch menu made sure we had the satisfaction of the mind as much as of the tummy.

I admit, it gets awkward to share a bed with stranger, but lucky for me, I hit it off pretty well right off the bat with my allotted roomie for the stay –Dr. Supriya Himanshu. A little siesta later, we were both fresh and aptly dressed to take on the Gonsua Beach.

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Scrappy-Doo (22/365)

scrappydoo

Today is the birthday of my dearest bestie Pranav. And this sketch is dedicated to him. I remember 15 years back, we used to call him Scrappy-doo for his innate optimism and willing to jump into any situation without fear. The association was pretty strong back then and even though he is matured enough to think twice before jumping into things, he still has this fearlessness that I absolutely admire. πŸ™‚