How To Choose The Perfect Ring According To Ben Esse

How To Choose The Perfect Ring According To Ben Esse

If you are planning to buy a ring online, there is no perfect store than Ben Esse. We offer a wide variety of rings in different styles. It comes in different metals and varied gemstones. We are based in Bangkok, Thailand but we can ship worldwide to any destination. Customers can easily create an account, purchase a timeless jewelry piece and pay through our secure channels. With Ben Esse online portal, you don’t have to go out and shop anymore because it is made convenient by online shopping. Rest assured that we offer only high quality and unique pieces which are not mass produced. If you are looking for the perfect ring for yourself or for someone you love, here is a guide we have put together. When purchasing a ring, consider the age of the wearer. Thin rings that come with tiny gemstones are perfect to emphasize the young and fresh skin of the wearer. Large rings are best to divert the attention of the audience from spots, veins or wrinkles found on the hand. You can also decide based on the shape of the hand of the wearer, if you want to make your fingers appear longer then choose rings that come with elongated stones. If you already have long fingers, you can wear two rings on the same hands as with the current trend nowadays. Women with very long fingers should shy away from rings that have elongated or oval gemstones. Thin rings will only make your knuckles the center of the attention, it is best to choose one with large stone. If you want your...

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Take time to be in nature be with it from your heart and soul time spent in nature is  time spent in realising it’s the time to make a start to reduce all your stress it’s the time to make a new start be with the nature  it will heal your problems  ...
The Broken Star – Tara

The Broken Star – Tara

  How far would you do to protect those you love? How far would you go to protect yourself? Tara walked through the street, tucking her handbag close to her shoulder. She looked sombre, like she had for the most of her life. But this was a different sombre. In a world so obsessed with what women should be, no one had ever asked her what she wanted to be. Tara wanted to be happy. With slogans of feminism and change echoing across our TV Screens and radio, the underlying concept itself wasn’t clear to anyone. Leave alone, patriarchy and religion. Unpretentious as it sounds, this was the boundary of her imaginings, and as all other narratives would have it, this one vision would be too high to scrape the sky of her nightmares. She had a distinct aura about her. Someone could smell confidence off her mannerisms, and a spectacular heart in her smile. She had curly hair, and big brown eyes. Similar to the immense auburn waves crashing on the shore on an enchanting sunset, her tresses provided a seamless frame to the exceptionally beautiful painting that was her heart. She had met Neil in her college days, handsome, clever and straightforward. He had given her many happy memories. His best part was his poems about her. Neil was somewhat of a writer and everything he wrote had Tara’s scent scattered over it. “You use too many metaphors…” Tara had once told him. He was much more to her than anything in this world. But Neil wasn’t the guy that he had been once. Success and recognition...
Brown Sunshine: Part 3

Brown Sunshine: Part 3

Maybe I could find where Natasha was sitting? I looked around. It seemed that she was not in my coach. Helix, Shashank and Madhul were in the next coach. This would be a decent alibi to go looking out for her! I walked my way to the adjacent one. The moment I entered it, I traced her. There she sat. Suddenly I felt an adrenaline pump. Shit! I must talk to her. I went close towards her seat. She sat with her back facing towards me. It has always been this thing about Natasha. In a sense, I have always seen her walking away from me than walking towards me. Metaphor Alert!! I walked towards her. She was sitting with her group of girls. They were really shouting on top of their voices. I guess they were excited about this trip. Why shouldn’t they? And this coach was extremely congested. Small and steady steps. I told myself. You wouldn’t want to trip and create a scene in front of her. Just then, I approached her seat. It’s like whenever I meet her, my senses go on a holiday. My mind stops functioning and I’m completely at a loss of words to say. Maybe, like I stare into her face the whole time. Huh!! How dumb of me. And….this time it was no different. I simply walked past her seat. At this very (anxious) moment, somebody calls my name…a female voice…. “Arvind!!, hey…” You know this thing about a failed relationship? Whenever you see a call from an unknown number in your phone, You call back, expecting her to be caller. But the...
Brown Sunshine: Part 2

Brown Sunshine: Part 2

February 25 2014. 5:30 am. The Railway Station. There were five of us. The five musketeers. The station was completely chaotic with the students and their parents. The whistle of the train blew loud. It was time for the teary eyed family members to bid adieu to their children for, albeit, 12 days. Well, my parents didn’t care about waking up so early in such a cold morning. Another awesome coincidence was that neither did Yash’s parent (guess we are freaking similar). But Helix’s mom had come. A passerby could convince you that she was going to miss her son badly. That’s how his family was. Closely knit. Anyways, we all got up inside the Tata-Howrah Steel express. This would take us from Jamshedpur to Kolkata. There were 108 of us in three adjacent coaches of the train. I waved towards Yash as he sat on the seat opposite of mine in the front row. My seat was adjacent to Aditya Prasad. Well I did not particularly like this guy. He was tall, had a creamy kind of skin texture, and had large eyes, and particularly straight hair (the x=0 line type). He was not smart or anything but he had this arrogance about him. His aura sort of radiated his constant urge to act cool in front of others. Well it was not because of this, that I disliked him. To my left was the window. It is not especially pleasant scenery in this part of the country. But still I wanted to keep my neck inclined toward it for the next four hours of the journey. Simply to avoid Aditya...
Brown Sunshine Part 1

Brown Sunshine Part 1

It has been three years since it happened. But it changed us. Forever. It was February 20 2014. There were five of us. Yash, Shashank, Madhul, Helix and Me. Yash was the leader of the pack. He had a fair complexion, rough hair, his eyes were brown( not he exactly the color you could call brown but somewhere between the shade of black and brown …tending towards the latter). He had an athletic physique ( for which i always envied him ). He was quick witted, smart ( not the nerdy kinda smart but smart enough to be called cool ). He had a thing or two about cameras and lenses. Crazy thing that he would fancy himself as a photographer. He was a good student. But he nevertheless Hated the system. The great Indian Education System. Shashank kinda hated this too but he was not the vocal type. He would not tell you things clearly. He would keep it in his heart, make serious expressions, pretend as if he does not give a damn, but in his heart,all he wanted was to be understood. He liked those who would comprehend his thoughts without him uttering a word. Maybe that was why we became friends in the first place. Decoding him was not tough though because normally he was too damn predictable. And he fancied this girl – Medha. Good thing that things never got off the ground though. But anyway he was my best buddy. He was my go-to guy. Madhul. He was the wingman of the group. He was a little out of shape ( which has obvious implications that he was obese). His Father was a...