This is Hindi Translation from English Book ‘Kitchen Clinic: Good Health Always with Charmaine’.
In India, we all have our own herbal cures that we swear by. But wouldn’t it be a relief if you never caught a cold, could prevent getting a stomach infection while on holiday, and generally stayed healthy? The truth is you can. And it doesn’t cost the earth to do so. With a host of celebrity clients like Avanti and Yash Birla, Natasha and Adar Poonawala, Neetu Singh Kapoor, Rani Mukerji, Karan Johar, Siddharth Malhotra, Anita and Naresh Goyal, Ekta Raheja, Manav Gangwani and many others who swear by her, Charmaine D’Souza, for the first time ever, tells us her secrets to good health. How to: • avoid minor ailments like colds, menstrual cramps, headaches; • control and prevent major illnesses like heart disease, cancer, and stabilize diabetes. Kitchen Clinic is a comprehensive and holistic approach to herbal healing that can be done in the comfort of your home.
Twenty-something investment banker Ayra had always wanted to be an art historian till it occurred to her that art history couldn’t possibly support her penchant for beautiful shoes.
One monsoon day, she’s sent to Rome on a last-minute assignation with a star client. What should have been a four-day trip turns into a two-week treasure hunt placing her bang in the middle of dodgy vintners and midnight deals, rolling Tuscan hills, and a millionaire playboy who’s out to taste more than just the wine.
Have you ever been enchanted by the spoken cadence of an Urdu couplet but wished you could fully understand its nuances? Have you wanted to engage with a ghazal more deeply but were daunted by its mystifying conventions? Are you confused between a qataa and a rubaai, or a musadda and a marsiya?
In Urdu Poetry, Raza Mir offers a fresh, quirky and accessible entry point for neophytes seeking to enhance their enjoyment of this vibrant canon-from the poems of legends like Mir Taqi Mir and Mirza Ghalib to the lyrics of contemporary game changers like Javed Akhtar and Gulzar. Raza Mir’s translation not only draws out the zest and pathos of these timeless verses, but also provides pithy insights and colourful trivia that will enable readers to fully embrace this world.
The thousands of mourners who lined Wajid Ali Shah’s funeral route on 21 September, 1887, with their loud wailing and shouted prayers, were not only marking the passing of the last king but also the passing of an intangible connection to old India, before the Europeans came.
This is the story of a man whose memory continues to divide opinion today. Was Wajid Ali Shah, as the British believed, a debauched ruler who spent his time with fiddlers, eunuchs and fairies, when he should have been running his kingdom? Or, as a few Indians remember him, a talented poet whose songs are still sung today, and who was robbed of his throne by the English East India Company?
Somewhere between these two extremes lies a gifted, but difficult, character; a man who married more women than there are days in the year; who directed theatrical extravaganzas that took over a month to perform, and who built a fairytale palace in Lucknow, which was inhabited for less than a decade. He remained a constant thorn in the side of the ruling British government with his extravagance, his menagerie and his wives. Even so, there was something rather heroic about a man who refused to bow to changing times, and who single-handedly endeavoured to preserve the etiquette and customs of the great Mughals well into the period of the British Raj.
India’s last king Wajid Ali Shah was written out of the history books when Awadh was annexed by the Company in February 1856. After long years of painstaking research, noted historian Rosie Llewellyn-Jones revives his memory and returns him his rightful place as one of India’s last great rulers.
I tell you the halaats are so bad, so bad that don’t even ask. The Talibans sitting on top of our heads, bombs bursting left, right and centre, drones droning away, load-shedding a hundred hours a day, servants answering back, in-laws trying to upstage you, friends throwing you out of their kitties and on top of that elections ka tamasha. Janoo tau is coming closer and closer to a nervous brake out while Mummy is getting sterile dementia. As for Kulchoo, bhai, don’t even ask. But I’ve decided, come what may, I tau am not going to let anyone clamp my style. I’m going to live just as I like-watching my Turkish soaps, going to GTs and weddings, throwing kitty parties, telling everyone everything saaf-saaf and, of course, doing summers in London-voh tau must hai na. And I’m going to do it in my Jimmy Choo ki heels and my sleeveless designer shirts, and my streaked hair and my Prada ki sunglasses. This much I’m telling you all from now only. So tighten your seat belts, okay?
A haunting dream. A sinister legend. Mesmerizing love.
The appearance of a mysterious and attractive stranger in the small town of Adeli changes Tara’s life forever. She’s now the heiress to the Khanolkar Rajwada in Mahabaleshwar. However, the palatial home that is her ancestral legacy is also full of people with deep, dark secrets and one of them is her father’s murderer.
Evil lurks in the shadows, as does love. But Tara can’t rely on anyone as someone out there is determined to prove the legend right and to finish the incomplete murderous task of the past.
Read on to find out what Tara’s fate will be . . .
Billions have died in the thousands of years since human beings first developed language, but we do not have a single credible account of the subjective experience of dying and the afterlife. This is why death continues to be an immense mystery and a subject of eternal fascination.
In Death and Dying, scholars and intellectuals illumine the major issues raised by the inevitable ending to life. The range is wide: from the dread that accompanies all notions of mortality to the objective evidence for the existence of an afterlife; from an exploration of the spiritual dimensions of mourning to analyses of how death was perceived and interpreted by geniuses like John Keats, Rabindranath Tagore and Carl Jung.
Utterly compelling, these essays prompt us to question our fears and notions of death while enabling us to perceive this phenomenon with greater understanding and intelligence.
A decoding of Hindu mythology Hindus have one God. They also have 330 million gods: male gods; female gods; personal gods; family gods; household gods; village gods; gods of space and time; gods for specific castes and particular professions; gods who reside in trees; in animals; in minerals; in geometrical patterns and in man-made objects. Then there are a whole host of demons. But no Devil. In this groundbreaking book Dr Devdutt Pattanaik; one of India’s most popular mythologists; seeks an answer to these apparent paradoxes and unravels an inherited truth about life and death; nature and culture; perfection and possibility. He retells sacred Hindu stories and decodes Hindu symbols and rituals; using a unique style of commentary; illustrations and diagrams. We discover why the villainous Kauravas went to heaven and the virtuous Pandavas (all except Yudhishtira) were sent to hell; why Rama despite abandoning the innocent Sita remains the model king; why the blood-drinking Kali is another form of the milk-giving Gauri; and why Shiva wrenched off the fifth head of Brahma. Constructed over generations; Hindu myths serve as windows to the soul; and provide an understanding of the world around us. The aim is not to outgrow myth; but to be enriched and empowered by its ancient; potent and still relevant language.
Try as you may, you won’t get the answer because we’re guys and we come from Mars where it’s an alien-eat-alien world. Most of the time we’re confused as heck and need a girl to set us straight but all the other times we pretty much know what we want. The same way how we can’t figure you lot out and why you need so many pairs of shoes, we too can be hard nuts (all puns intended) to crack. Girls rule. That’s a fact no guy can deny. That said, there are a few things about you that drive us crazy and make us go running across continents and enroll into witness protection programmes to get as far away from you as possible.
Here’s a book that’ll help you if not figure us out, save you from a few nasty dates and know when to run screaming, because at the end of the day boys will be boys.
Worried about not ageing gracefully?
Do you constantly find yourself wistfully wishing you could turn back the clock?
The clock keeps ticking. That’s inevitable. What we can do, however, is slow down the process and push further the visible signs of ageing. In Age Erase, renowned aesthetic physician Dr Rashmi Shetty will fill you in on the whats, whys, and hows of ageing, the reason why these changes occur, and how simple do’s and don’ts can make a remarkable difference. Immerse yourself in insights on the latest advances in skin care, the right kind of nutrition, and cutting-edge anti-ageing solutions.
From the latest advancements in aesthetic medicine to old-fashioned kitchen remedies that really work to grandmother antidotes, Age Erase unlocks the secrets of ageing gracefully.
