Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Saturday, December 06, 2008
Monday, December 01, 2008
Friday, November 28, 2008
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
abhi- beautiful, snobbish, egoistic virgo female who would push you aside with her eyes is my sweetheart friend with whom i startd relating myself in my teenage. we went through the dirty books of medical exams and were pretty sure that we would never make to medical seats and we did it...she became an HR and myself environmentalist...its been 10 years since we have been together and i find her as my mirror image who is everything that I am just that she is even more beautiful..from car driving to swimming, we share everything and enjoy gossiping and bitching.....abhi has been a wonderful part of my life and i adore for what she is...
arps- my pg classes were too boring and i never realised that i was alone in the crowd..i could see pairs or groups of my classmates and i was a standout...huh..this happens to me everytime...suddenly, this short popcorn girl bumped onto me one fine day and we discovered we are kvites...we started sharing all the worldly things..and then came my bike -arps, me and my bike...we spent two golden years together and we are still together..no matter what...even if i wear torn out clothes arps finds a way to appreciate me and makes me feel good...she made me realise that i can never be sad in my life which is so true...whenever i am low i remember arps...and instantly all the glow in my face returns...this short bubbly basket ball type girl who prefers 3 inches heels is my fav buddy who is obviously a substitute for glucose.
aru- my class in mphil was full of brains whom i coudnot stand at all.. . this tall -model- material in our class who had the so-called oomph was also a member of literature club. we were one of those few single women who dint have an-on campus boyfriend...yeah i mean it.. (ofcourse i still dont have one)..hence the scarcity of boyfriends made us stay together and we used to hangout together...she became my emotional pillar....i used to be the clown when we were together...our drives on yamaha bikes borrowed from mba guys were unforgettable..i still remember our drive on yamaha rxz bike chasing the bhopali traffic to our professor's house to submit the thesis....whooaa..we must have broken the records for sure...while aru was the fire brand in our campus, i was the soft sponge..i learnt to say saala...after 25 years and thanks to her who taught me many more of the kind...but yet we made it till the end and we are still the best buddies...i say i possess aru in my life....
anandi- somewhere in different part of the world...never met her...yet she is a base for my trust in humans...she is another replica of mine..i wonder if we share the same genes and by chance if our DNA material is same...lol...she is undoubtedly an emoitional support for me..i am proud that i know her..
and then deepa...radha..maha...who have always been with me...
finally on this thanks giving day...i would like to thank....naa... express my gratitude to all these beautiful women of my life...am proud to have them as my girlfriends..
love ya all..
Wednesday, November 05, 2008
1) we started for the temple and i insisted on having breakfast before going for darshan as it would take long time...my grany was pissed off by my idea but dint resist as she herself is diabetic and needs some instant energy every minute..we chose one SHER _E_ PUNJAB hotel and ordered for some light breakfast and a cup of cofe...and the bill reminded us that the small glass (not even cup) of cofe is Rs 15..we asked why?? the answer was.."bhai yeh tourist place hai..aise hi hota hai.." - IT HAPPENS ONLY IN INDIA
2) We approached the darshan dwar and read the board saying no cell phones..no cameras and no handbags..my mom was worried as we need to leave our handbags..i gave her a chillpill and told her that they wont stop us...but before that we wanted to leave our shoes...there was this "free shooos stand" but we dint go ..and left our shoes on the outside of the entry line just like every other devotee...in the open ground and entered the queue very much with our handbags- IT HAPPENS ONLY IN INDIA
3) the darshan took more than 1.30 hr and in between, we had to stand in the queue for the NOON AARTI...all the devotees started reciting aarti and i could feel the vibes inside my body...some with closed eyes, some with clapping hands...some murmuring...some singing along...i felt i missed all these amidst my parties..nevertheless...i am there..i was more than happy for the visit and to see my people enjoying every moment in the crowd- IT HAPPENS ONLY IN INDIA
4) we came out of the queue with some dhakkam dhakki as usual and were searching for some place to have our lunch...luckily, we were approached by chairty people and offered lunch at free of cost- IT HAPPENS ONLY IN INDIA
5) we were all set to go back to our room ... hence went to collect our shoes from where we left them...surprise..suprise...i lost my new floaters- huh- IT HAPPENS ONLY IN INDIA
Friday, October 31, 2008
Monday, October 13, 2008
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
hence i grew without expecting any lottery yet had some hopes of it...after the internet boom, i opened my email account...and then one fine day received a mail from some one unknown saying that she wants to give me some money...i was like..what? why would she ever want to deposit some millions in my account. then she mentioned that she is a lawyer of some big- filthy-rich family, the head died some mysterious death and now they want to secure that money and for that they need an acocunt..luckily (????) she found my email id through internet and now she wants my account number,,,whoa,,,this is something called luck...where -out of billions of people, my email id is chosen and i would be getting money..that too at the cost of none...i didnot reply to that email thinking that i should be a bit cautious before giving out my details (thank goodness..my brain worked for a while) ....next day, i opened my mail id, and replied to the person saying that that i am interested in taking the money and let me know the procedure for the same...within no time, i received a response saying that all i need to do is just fill the form and send it back them. the form has the details of my passport and some other stuff..i..i downloaded the form and before sending it back..i asked them if i could know how legitimate they are..thats it...no correspondence aftermath...yoho..i succeeded in fishing them out yet i failed....i knew it was all fake.but just wanted to give them a punch...but i felt sorry for myself as i couldnot win lottery again...huh..sad sad.....
and its been 6 months since i have been receiving "your email won lottery" messages from, netherlands, switzerland, microsoft, and what not...huh...andrecently everything crossed limits- i received a mail from none other UNITED NATIONS...hmm..now this is it...the mail provoked me to write another blog and my luck in winning a lottery....i know i would never win...
i am one of those...who has to take all the steps to achieve something...no shortcuts for me....yet i love it as at the end of the day..all the happiness is with me (except winning the lottery) lol :)
Thursday, September 25, 2008
and to show it to all of us that he is working hard (or hardly working?), he has been carrying this bundle of sheets.. (only god knows whats written on the papers..it is in some encrypted language and a dumbo like me would never understand)
we are assured by him that he is seriously thinking about something apart from girls, shoes, bikes and branded clothing..
today i received a mail from him, where i could literally hear him shouting and screaming that his dream is fulfilled and his paper is published. woha...if everything goes alright, he would also get patent for that...
well after reading the mail, the first thing that stroke my mind was...what shall i wear for the evening party? oops...
sick me...but i am telling u the truth...
anyway...he got it..we all speak..and he did it..i am porud of raj aka tony (as we fondly call him)
i always took him as this dumb- sick- ill dud who is interested in girls, their vital stats, that filthy language (he has patent on his own language as well) and nothing else...
but today he proved it wrong...he did something which is worth praising and i no..we -are all proud of him...
kudos to u tony..you are an inspiration for elderly youth..lol (just kidding)
Monday, September 22, 2008
note- this happened to me 2 years ago...i am receiving messages like..how am i...thanks all..am perfectly alright...i thought i would share this small experience. thats all...
Monday, September 15, 2008
so...we all watch it and defintely give rest to our remote control when we see the show on CN.
now i see one such show in daily life. i see the game everyday and a mega show once in 2 months. but it is no fun. it involves tears, deaths, fierce, terror and what not..yes u got me right.
its been more than a couple of years and now we got used to it. some survey revealed that everyone Indian lives with a hope that "Ï will be safe and nothing will happen to me". May be this hope is letting us move on. but i say we are not game for such games. our politicians condemn (????) the blasts whenever they happen (woohha...which idiot in this world would appreciate???) then a compensation of Rs 2-3 lakh is declared to the dead one's family and 50k bucks to the those who suffer injuries. great.... a gift of Rs 50 lakhs for some achiever and Rs 2 lakh for death? how insane? ok..lets leave this point assuming that Indian treasury is running out of funds...
what about brains? what is Intelleigence department doing? Why are these blasts not common in other countries? Do u think terrorist have no interest in such palces...no..its because their moves are well observed. What happens with us?? The intelligence department hibernates and only the sound of blasts can wake them up. then they act smart, release the sketch of a suspect, put it everywhere and declare a prize money. isn;t that funny...they think we can find the suspect in the nearby supermarket buying eggs for his family?
we have enough intelligent brains. its just the system that need to be changed. we have been playing the same game since Independece. Its time to change the rules of the game and play smartly. no point in playing the same old word-building game on paper when you have lexicon with you!!!
i might sound radical but i have all the rights to react to what i am seeing.
Tuesday, September 09, 2008
Friday, September 05, 2008
Tuesday, September 02, 2008
Monday, August 25, 2008
Its been ages since I cut a cake on my name. I did celebrate many of my friends' bdays. gifted and threw surprise parties and did alot'to make everyone happy. But I hardly remember anyone who did anything for me. Thats fine. I have no expectations. Hence I thought my bday this year would be just like any other year, getting calls and msgs starting from 12 midnight and getting up in the morning, fresh up, wear new clothes, go to temple and distribute sweets, and then have lunch and take rest or work and then a simple dinner and say bye bye to the day.
So, came the day when the celebrations were about to start. it was my roomy's bday the previosu day. Hence we got a chance to have double celebrations which lasted for 48 hours. we partied the whole evening at 10D and had a blast. we made the DJ announce the name of our roomy and requested him to play songs for us. the party lasted for 3 hours and we were dancing and suddenly i hear my name being announced by DJ and my whole gang is lifting me up. Wow, i never imagined this would happen and everyone started wishing me. I could not stop my joy. I received the first call from the expected person and my inbox started flooding with msgs. WOw, this is something to enjoy. The party lasted till late night and then we went on to cut the most awaited cake. after smearing and eating it, we went to our usual adda, the idli- poori joint where we can relish hot idlis, dosas and pooris during late hours. i bet one must experience the thrill of having steaming hot idlis in the cold nights.
we were exahusted enough to move on and went back to our respective nests to take a cat-nap. the rays of sun awoke all of us and yes we are together again. we partied the whole day. played TT, badminton, i did go karting, and then swam in the pool for sometime and had lotsa- lotsa fun. i never knew life would be so cheerful and happy with loved ones around. i couldnt have asked for more. everyhting was surprise to me and I swear i am the luckiest to have my gang with me. i felt the day could get extended by 20 more hours so the fun would contninue. but alas, the night broke in and we had to take leave from each other.
i came home with an unbelievable mind that kept reminding me that this is the day that i can never forget in my life. A day that taught me that people love us in various ways. A day that taught me the value of friendship. A day that taught me everything!
I thank everyone who called, messaged, mailed and scrapped wishes and i love you all from the core of my heart!
I can never forget this Day. thank you all for wishing me :)
lots of lots of love to you............
Note: Speacial thanks to B, H, T, TP and S for being with me and making my day special and sweet. Love ya...
Monday, August 18, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Sunday, August 10, 2008
I dont know who Abhinav Bindra is. I heard of him but have forgotten what he is upto. I am not much into sports..rather not at all into the thing...
The olympics always excite me as they have much for the global audience and bring everyone under one roof. Though Indians dont make a mark, we manage to win atleast one medal a year and come back. So, this year also, I am in a hope to win atleast one and come back. Mind here, I never blame the players, as they whole-heartedly put their efforts. If they are failing, it is because of the minimal or no support that they receive ( I assume so).
Ok, let me be optimistic now. Today, my colleague informed me that India won a gold medal. I am like "wow finally" and ofcourse its an amazing start. So, immediately logged onto one of the news channels online and read the news. Abhinav's pic is on the front page and he is behind the rifle. I found him smart, handsome and ofcourse could visualise a halo behind him which is enhancing his charm and charishma.
I rushed into the news room to watch the news and found the news reader reading the news of Mr Bindra. I instantly received goose bumps when I saw Indian flag being hoisted with the ever green national Anthem being played at the backdrop. I stood up as a mark of respect for the nation and could see the winning spree in Abhinav's face. I felt proud of being Indian and I am proud of being Indian..
Kudos to this young chap. Hope to see more medals in the coming event.
Let us all cheer for our mother land...
Win India Win
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Friday, July 11, 2008
if u r in my gtalk list...u would definitely appreciate me for my captions...yeah and i am proud of myself...coz..i write most of them on my own...
so am penning down some of them for my readers as well...enjoy buddies..
1) you may not feel my presence..but you will feel my absence for sure..
2) you may read me well..but fail to understand
3) am neither feminist nor lesbian..yet i hate "indian men"
4) i never plan to elope..coz i am too lazy to run
5) my life is mine and am not answerable to anyone
6) infatuation is like a fresh coke bottle..it is quite tasty initially but will lose all the essence as it goes further
7) its not that we dont have time for anyone..its just that our priorities change from time to time
8) i dont see any smart, handsome and charismatic men infront of me....coz all of them are behind me
9) unlike other women i would never say that there are many men falling for me..rather i would say there are many men who support me
10) i dont wear jewels..coz i wear attitude which is more than anything
11) though rocks are there...waves continue their journey
though hills are there...rain continues to fall
though hurdles are there..lets continue our friendship
oh i am not getting others right now..but shall post once they get into my mind...
but last but not the least...this is my fav which got many votes...
12) Sensex and sex are two things in which men are undoubtedly interested
ok now post your quotes....
Sunday, June 29, 2008
yes you got it right...I no... We bought the headache yesterday..and the cost of the headache is just Rs 100/ head. after trying for nearly a couple of weeks, standing in queues and quitting affter we lost patience, our gang decided to watch the much hyped and successfully running (???) so called blockbuster DASAVATARAM....
i still remember the day when my sis called me up in an exciting sound just to inform me how she was overwhelmed after watching movie and given a chance she would watch again in the consecutive show...i was like..oh lady i missed it but would defintely watch it...
and yesterday night was the time when our gang finally decided that we would go back to our places only after watching this movie..fially we bought tickets for 100 each and enetred the movie theater. by the time we entered, kamal was on the screen and for nearly 10 minutes the scenes were breathe taking and the music was senidng shivers in our bodies..i was wow..i missed this fun all these days...
and then started the ASLI magic....slowly there were more and more Kamals...we had no clue why so many of them and we were completely in a mindset that may be all these were interlinked...ok...let us check it...!!!!!
and slowly i realised that i wasnt understanding anything and it was out of my mind that i am watching a much hyped movie which is getting all the possible exclamations of this world..
and the time reached when i was eagerly waiting for the interval...it wasnt coming but some unknown characters and loud sound were simply annoying me from all around...and we were totally pulling ourselves from the seats..finally, the much awaited break has come and we came out...all of us were in silence and dint speak except staring at each other...and then finally kicked bobby for his idea of watching this movie on this beautiful evening. i was very adamant that i would get out of the theatre but the rest of the gang was curious to know what would happen...so i had to accept the forceful torture for 90 more min.
and finally the movie was over and we came out...just to curse everything...
why does kamal at this age and stage of his career, wants to prove his talent? it is a universal fact that Kamal is extremely talented and i was quite dissapointed over the movie. somehow, i felt this is one of the worst movies i have ever watched and for a man of his calibre i feel this is very low..
I hope someone would take care of this note and also the fact that the audience is not fools to watch whatever is being screened. The world is changing man...realise!!!!!!!
Note: THIS IS MY PERSONAL OPINION
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
So, I was quite smart enough to buy ready to eat food and ready to cook noodles. I got some stuff for myself and packed the whole luggage with the food items. My mom suggested me to take some rice flakes as they compensate Rice...thanks Mom...
before boarding the flight, I asked my dad to take me to the nearest Restaurant which is called "Walk and Eaat" (yes it is Eaat but not Eat), ordered Sambar Idli and also had nice dosa. I knew it would be my meal of satisfaction for the next couple of weeks.
My struggle to supress my apetite started from the first day itself. I had no other option except for boiled cabbage, baby corn and some green leaves...sometimes the veg pizza in the nearest Pizza company (the pizza was 115 bucks..thats tooooo costly).....
i drank lots of coke, sprite, coconut water and fruit juices...i had given complete rest to my tastebuds for 2 weeks.
well, whenever I went to any restaurant, I should make the point clear that I need only veg food. in Thai language this is how I used to converse with them...
me: Food?? noodles?? noodles?
he/ She: yes...noodles???
me: No chicken, no goat, no pork, no beef, no mushroom, No egg....
He: oh ok..only rice...boiled rice..
me: yes yes
He: ok ok...just a moment please...
so this is how I used to tell them that i need vegetarian food. even in our hotel we were provided with grand buffet serving 50+ items for breakfast and only pieces of fruit, juices and some bread and butter for me.
In lunch I could manage some white rice with aloo masala..yes I had the previlege to have aloo masala for 10 days with white rice. and in the dinner, Maha gave me some pickel (which i gifted her from India) and I bought some white rice and yogurt. i ended up finishing my packed ready to eat food in Bangkok and left almost nothing for Phuket.
and yes last but not the least, in the flight -way back home, the thai airways had no vegetarian food. They were offering me some boiled vegetable and I screamed at my pitch "nahi yeh nahi ho sakta"
Thanks to my sister who packed sambar rice for me in the hostel
and yes..on the last day.
I had my Breakfast in Phuket, Lunch in Bangkok and Dinner in Hyderabad...wow!!!!!!!!!!