As we grow up we collect tales...tales which get lost in the dark lanes of our memory. But they are special, they are worth recollecting. In the heart of the most spirited city Mumbai, these are those lost stories of a girl. A girl who is a wanderer, who dreams to conquer the exotics of her country and beyond. She has opinions which she wants to voice, she loves cinema, she loves reading........these are TALES Aritra wants to TELL.......
As the clock ticked its way to 12 in the night We knew it was time to start celebrations upright Spending six years in the wedding lock Oops! we did it, together we rock. The cake appeared nutty and chocolaty Bit like our equation, sometimes cool sometimes catty Mid night celebrations were joyous so I am your lady and you are my beau. The morning next, office awaited Unwilling I had to work on a day that is to be celebrated But every dark cloud has a silver lining The evening
The golden sand reflected its glory on to my eyes The wind was wild and fiendish Waters swelled in anguish pure No one knew how to squish. I walked in awe and amazement pure Nature knows every means to allure A beauty so untold and unheard of Convincing each soul to demure. The softness of the sand nuzzled my feet The wind hid in my hair Waves lovingly came up to me There was a strange gaiety in the air. I walked unknown to the surroundings so My gaze fixed to the horizon uns
To me, restaurants, eateries are much more than just that. They have tales to convey, experiences to share. Each place is unique, be it in decor, ambiance or food. Hence it is important for me to keep exploring new venues from time to time. But this one is a late review, we went to Lotus Cafe, Marriot in November 2016 and it’s almost 2 months now. But I believe, it’s better late than never. Marriot, as we all know, is a luxury hotel. Its five star facilities, chic decor speak