Professional Courier Review - Worst courier service
Professional service is the worst courier service. If a parcel is sent to a person, the professional service doesn't offer home delivery. They say a stupid reason that it’s out of city. If that was the case, they should have informed the customer while placing the courier request. They keep mum, collect the amount from them and send it back to the same person who initiated the parcel request after 10 days. Though mobile number is written on bold letters on the parcel, they don’t even call and inform us. If they do so, we can collect if from the headquarter. But the Professional service guys sends the parcel back without even calling the customer’s once. This has happened to me fourth time.
Some Idoits working in professional courier, eat the chocolates that comes with the courier. They unpack the parcel to see what’s inside. If there is something good, they steal it. Read more here. Professional Couriers are highly unreliable and please beware of this courier pathetic service
Below are the top 5 things on my Bucket List that I would do if I were #BefikarUmarBhar
Participate in Chennai Triathlon
Last year, I have participated in Vodafone Cycling Marathon and never miss any cycling event that happens at Bangalore. I am a big fan of running and never miss marathons that happen in Bangalore, Chennai, Coimbatore and Salem. Pretty much, I explored cycling marathon, running and Swimming separately. But all the three flavors in a single day, I never tired. Hence, I would like to take part in Chennai Triathlon. But it really needs lots of will power, determination and constant practice. Because one has to swim 5 lapses of 300 meters each i.e 1.5 KMS and immediately get out of the swimming track and jump to cycle and then 40 kms of cycling followed by 10 km of trail running. Educate a girl child
Whenever I see a child working in cement factory, crackers industry, house constructions and in hotels for taking away the plates and for cleaning the utensils at home, I get pissed off. I wanted to punish the owner for employing the children below 18. But I am not a strong person to fight against them and leave the place with heavy heart.
Few months before when I visited my aunt house, I saw a 12-year-old girl employed for house cleaning. I scolded my aunt for appointing her and requested her to send her back to her parents. On hearing our conversations, the girl began to cry and started pleading my aunt not to send her back. She told that her salary of Rs.600 would serve food for her family of 4. Just for present, she is spoiling her future without studying. That day I decided, I should offer an education for a girl child. Right from her schooling to her higher educations. Let her wish to study Engineering or Doctor, I wanted to sponsor her studies. To do organic Framing
Last year, I started Organic terrace garden at my home and was successful in growing the easy survival plants like Green chilies, Bitter gourd and Tomatoes. The taste of the tomatoes when cooked directly by plugging the vegetable from the plant without any pesticide and synthetic fertilizer is lip smacking. Who doesn't love to eat the fruits and cook the vegetable, herb that is fresh from farm? I want to cultivate vegetable and crops and grow them in a natural way, preserve the seeds and circulate them without genetic change. Finally, I will sit inside the green crops and will write more. To make a Short Film
To make one sensible, heart teaching video about human relationship and emotions. The video should at least change few people's mindset about the way they look at humans and take people's feelings for granted.
Also, I wish to take many one minute videos to create awareness about organ donation, eye donation, blood donation and about the trending social issue like preserving trees, avoiding plastics and much more. Fifth One - Its a Secret wish list
I should go on a journey all alone. A journey that I decide based on my intuitions. No destination and no targets. I should forget my responsibility, my family, and all gadgets. I should go miles away and stay in that place for a month exploring the new people and new place.
Deepika Muthusamy is an author, an ‘outdoorsy’ person, and a fitness enthusiast. Her passion for exploring new places, staying active, and living a healthy lifestyle is evident in her writing.
Her debut novel ‘Touch of Mist’ has been well-received by readers. The novel is a fictional love-story that explores the complexities of relationships and the power of love.
She is a Software Techie by profession and began her career with the IBM. Her expertise in technology has allowed her to create compelling characters and plotlines.
Deepika is also the co-founder of Bangalore Hikers and has organized several treks in and around Bangalore. Her experiences while traveling have provided inspiration for her writing and have helped her to create vivid, immersive settings for her articles.
Apart from her outdoor adventures, Deepika is also a fitness enthusiast. She has been participating in the TCS 10K Bangalore run, Coimbatore Marathon, and Pinkathon 10K run since 2012. Her commitment to fitness and a healthy lifestyle is reflected in her writing, as she often incorporates themes of physical activity and wellness into her novels.
Reena was all set to swallow the entire bottle of tranquilizers not to just drown her sorrows, but to END her life. She took out her high-end cell phone and scrolled down through her contacts in search of any possible guidance. As it was already 2:00 a.m. she was hesitant to seek out help at this late hour. She stood near the window and gaped at the electrified snaky road which seemed to beckon her towards heaven – the ultimate peace. But, on second thought, it seemed as hollow and dark like her life. She dragged herself inside her master bed-room, slid open the wardrobe door and took out a wooden framed photograph, which was taken about 20 years ago. It was a memorable sight of her family, where her dad was giving her a piggyback ride. She caressed the photo lightly and breathed a morose sigh. Crystal tears rolled down her eyes and fell onto the photo frame. She wiped off the droplet that had blurred out her dad’s picture and started wondering, who would wipe her dad’s tears away after her death. Still, her thoughts selfishly and stubbornly remained in favor of her decision to commit suicide.