Papa

A man of few words but with great depth, I look to Papa for advice when times are really tough. It is those times when I can’t solve the issue myself and am really struggling, when I turn to Papa.
He is not just my problem solver, he is the smartest and most caring man I know. We all love our father’s and any girl will tell you that the bond between a father and his daughter is one that can not be described. You compare every date to your dad, that sounds really weird but it’s true. Hoping that they will be able to live up to the expectations brought about by papa.
I will never forget the Autumn of 1999, running away from home because of a trauma suffered. I just needed my dad. My mum could not even solve this. Running back to the Middle East was the only way out, my Papa was there, waiting for me to help me. Sometimes all a girl needs is her Daddy. Everything will be fine, when he gives you a hug.

Mummy

In our life time there are many people that we are inspired by and as a woman, we look at fellow women and take inspiration from them. The journey begins the day you are born.
The lady I admire most, and I am sure most of you will say the same, is my mum.
My mum is the strongest an in my eyes the most powerful person I know. Even now at 30 I look to her to fix my problems, the same way I did when I was a little girl.
She came to this country in the 70’s having married my father and from the very first week had to change her life from what she was used to. Being used to a life where she was pampered by her parents and looked after by her servants, this was a real culture shock. Being the woman she is, my mum got on with it, adapted like a chameleon her life of hardship began in Britain.
She brought 3 children under the economic pressures, fighting for each of us in different ways. I am so proud of the woman my mother became and is. She is a rock, and a tigress and the heart of our soul.
My Mum. My saviour.

Joys of Buddying

So you are 30 years old and still single! All your friends are either engaged ,long term relationships or hitched. Your mum says to you “what is wrong with you?” every relative that calls is expecting good news, and the only boys that chat you up are half your age! So then you start to think to yourself hmmmm what is wrong with me??
Oh did I mention I am Indian?!?
Indian, born in Britain, and as single as they come!
I am not ugly just single.
I am not stupid, just single.
I am not fussy- haha of course I bloody am and have every right to be!
And some aunties point out, once you reach a certain age, there is no chance of matrimony as you have had too much time to what is it they say “develop your own personality”
Well after having a long term boyfriend (of the forbidden kind) and that not working out, I am left on the shelf as they say. There are so many ridiculous phrases for being single!! Non of them are very nice either: on the shelf, missed the boat, damaged goods.
Although all your friends of the brown kind will deny, we (we being the Single Ville gang) are on all sorts of matrimony websites, mainly to please our parents and appear to be being pro active. What’s irritates me is when your ugly mate tells you, “oh it’s really good, I met my girlfriend on there and we are going to get married” and it’s no surprise when you meet them and they look like the back end of a truck- as they say the proof is in the pudding!
Yes I know I sound bitter, but it’s annoying. You get to that age and that’s all anyone ever talks to you about. “Is there anyone special in your life dear?” to which the answer is always no and then comes the automatic head tilt. Pity look followed by the up and down assessment just to see if there are any deformities.
I must have been on at least 50 dates in the last 3 years. Some of them were nice but just not for me. That’s being polite really. Some of them were total losers, couldn’t speak English, I don’t mean they couldn’t speak English but could speak their mother tongue, I mean they actually couldn’t even speak normal, everyday English because they were stupid! I mean what 33 year old man opens a sentence with “what you sayin?” what the hell does that even mean?. I am saying speak English you bloody fool! Someone should also inform these people that cool is not spelt with a k and it’s actually not “cool” to use cool more that twice in a 4 line email! Also if you are hoping to “chirps” with a girl ( you tend to pick up the ridiculous banter after years of researching) it is not recommended to start off the conversation with….”just in case you are a bit tight……” DECLINE.
I have to say, without sounding like an absolute lesbionic bitch, there are so many awfully ugly and terribly dumb males out there. They should be on a Crufts website not a website for dating females. Sometimes I do think if I am desperate for company, I may try the whole lemon curd route………….NEVER.
I’ve had short ones, fat ones, bald ones, comedians, doctors, old men, young men, the list is as long as my rolling pin and still goes on and still I am single. So I have to ask the question, is it just me or are these websites just full of misfits and thus their reason for being there!
Rant over.

Confessions of a Vogue Girl Part Une

We have all heard the confessions of the Elle girl, well it’s time we heard some confessions of a Vogue girl!
Having successfully delivered and executed a absolutely fantanbulous ball, raising thousands for a worth while charity, I am exhausted but extremely chuffed with myself and now my toe is tapping and my fingers are itching and that urge is burning a hole in my wallet!! I want a new handbag! Did I mention the fact that it is Valentine’sday and no one to spoil me so, what better way to celebrate than by going shopping! Unfortunately as it Sunday and now past the hours of going to the shops and having given myself a day off from the makeup, the shopping will have to be virtual. It’s great though, I can sit here in my Juicy Couture, sipping a skinny latte, have my hair in whatever crazy style I like and cosily shop for that perfect piece. Now the problem is where on earth to start!
Luckily all cozed up with my stack of glossy bibles I have a good idea as to what I am looking for and thank goodness for an extra accessories supplement with one of them. As clued up as I am, the winter tends to freeze the fashion side of my brain sporadically so like everyone, I have to have a consultant. So with the new season fast approaching, what will make a girl smile?
The question has to be asked, what is my justification for shopping when I am soon to be redundant from my day job with little income to support my habit? Well topped up on 5Htp, I cannot answer that question apart from what was already stated. It is valentines’ day, and who better to treat me, than myself!
I want a bag! I want a big bag to lose my stuff in! One to hold my laptop on those days where I need to escape; sit in a coffee shop, and be wireless. One to hold my lotions and potions on those days out where you never know where the day will end. One to obviously hold my make up bag and blackberry and a my Smythson note book so I can note all my worldly thoughts.
I have a void in my perfect world and need it filling with a brand new handbag.
Any ideas? Answers on a postcard!

Escape to Vogue

You come home after an absolutely dire day to find a little package on the doorstep. No it’s not that kind of a package (something ugly) it’s the latest edition of Vogue.
The best part of having a subscription is that you have it before the shops, which doesn’t necessarily mean you can go and buy this seasons Mulberry handbag without anyone else having it because let’s face it, sitting and reading vogue with a latte, just transports you into that fantasy world.
The smell of the gloss on the pages makes you all tingly, and it really helps if you have had a manicure just before you start turning the pages and entering the beautiful world of fashion.
There are of course a few rules that must be obeyed before one commences their reading. These are the rules I follow, or should I say established. Having been an avid reader of Vogue for well over 15years, I have made a few rules that suit me Don’t open the “bible” if you are just about have a visit from “the painters” having a fat day is never a good, having a fat day and opening vogue when the hormones are running riot is a recipe for disaster.
Best time to open it is just after a fabulous manicure, on a Sunday morning, with a skinny latte when you are at your slimmest!
Nothing makes me happier than getting my fashion fix, whether that be shopping, reading about it or living it!

Where Did You Go?

When you lose something, it just takes time to find it again, but when you lose someone you love, what do you do?
Why do bad things happen to good people? Should we look at it like that?
Life is one big test, a test we can not study for and a test that we neither pass or fail!
There are days that seem a little better than the last and those red days that are worse than anything you have ever experienced and how do you deal with those days? I have no idea, Help me!
The 12 months following a loss, all decisions made become null and void as the decisions are usually bad ones. I shop like I have never shopped to try to fill the void and for a short time there is an elated feeling which of course doesn't last.
The smiles have gone and nothing seems to matter anymore. Just bring my sister back to me. I see her everyday in my dreams so waking up to the harsh reality that she isn't there is like losing her everyday and feeling knife in my heart again and again.

One thing I know she will remain in my heart and everyone else's for as long as we live.
She is an Angel amongst us. She will watch over us and smile as we live our lives the way she would like us to.....TO THE FULL. XXX