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Economically Green Child

2012-02-03T07:49:00.000-08:00

While the global market is sinking and crying out loud in the name of recessions, there is one sure shot trend of economy, which will never sink! Let it be tsunami, typhoon or an earthquake! This economy never sinks and with each threshold, it shoots up. I call it Green Economy. Yeah, you heard me right. I have seen it for decades and I never saw it sinking or suffering turbulence unlike other forms of economy. Let me explain my story and how I have been part of this never sinking Green Economy aka Environmental Economy.

While girls of my age enjoyed playing board games and doll up Barbie, I enjoyed climbing trees and inspecting the gardens. Life for me, has been very exciting and I always stood out in the crowd for the way my mind works. I still remember the day when my teacher made a remark in my progress report saying “Intelligent. Smart but Talkative”. No one imagined, I will turn out to be a good speaker over the period of time giving lectures on being green and eco friendly. No wonder, I was chosen by All India Radio to sing a song- wait - not classical or a folk song. It is a song on protecting environment. Again, I had no clue why I was singing a song on how I wanted to plant trees and protect environment! As I grew up, I started having tough time with the juggling numbers in Mathematics. I never understood why Newton was not hungry enough to eat the apple and not burden me with Laws. The polymerization techniques in chemistry surely annoyed me. I was amnestic for history to study about wars and industrialisation. But there was one chapter, which had an imprint on my mind. I enjoyed reading every word in it and still remember how food chains and ecosystems work. When my idlebrain could not make it to a Medicine seat, my father was more than worried about how I would establish my career. The course in Environmental Management drew my eyes and there I go! Not an engineer or a doctor, but I intended to become an environmentalist. A Graduation, Masters, Mphil and 2 diplomas there was no looking back.

Every Individual is a born environmentalist. There is no surprise if I say earth has 6 billion environmentalists (this is a blog and not a scientific report. So, excuse me for stats). What if every one of us takes a small pledge and contribute a little to drink clean water and see clear sky and let the ice caps be themselves and not melt. We can help the Green Economy multiply day by day and increase the sustainability.

I enjoy being an environmentalist where I need not bother about the AC rooms, laptops with internet and dresses to wear to the work place. All I need to care about is to save mother earth from getting perished and let the public know the difference between Need and Greed. I am doing my part. What about you?

People say my blog is 'info-taining'. So, here I end with an ancient Sanskrit note which is dated (not radioactively) to 1000 years-

"Vriksho Rakshathi Rakshitaha"- Save the trees, you will be saved by them.

Go green buddies. Save the economy, yeah you heard me right, the Green Economy.

definition of freedom

2012-02-01T12:55:00.000-08:00

whats the definition of freedom?

going out on your own?

working on your own?

having your own money to spend on sweet little things whenever you want?

having a good laugh with friends?

socialising with friends and families without having to take their appointments?

Having your parents by your side whenever they want you and vice versa?

The check list was full and complete when I was in India. Many people think that life is free and you have all the freedom you want in abroad. But as an independent and working woman, who is no less than a free spirit, I would say, NO, it is not. Life is not free in this country for free spirits like me.

I am not against any other country. But I would say, India has changed for good. For those who have brains, talent, knowledge and know how to live a life, India is a much-much better place to live and lead a peaceful life. But many people have concerns about international problems existing in our country. Let me try to give an appropriate answer.

Traffic- Yeah many NRIs say that India has too much traffic and they cant bear it.

Excuse me. It takes nearly 45 minutes with traffic to travel 15 miles in a 3 lane road sans craters in US. Not to forget the delays that take life time and tons of people working from home to avoid it. In India, atleast in Hyderabad, I used to travel on my bike to office and was never stuck in traffic. Yes, there is traffic but always flowing. Who cares if there are people crossing roads? Atleast they will not sue you if you stop close to them. Despite the heavy traffic and crores of population, accident rates are comparatively less in India.

Pollution- Now, how are you effected by pollution. For anyone who moves from one place to the other, it takes certain time for your body to adjust to the local weather and conditions. I bled through nose when I moved here. But Indian weather and pollution never harmed me in anyway! trust me. It is completely a factor of time and your body condition.

Sun tan- Who asks you to go out in open sun without clothes? Atleast I never saw cases on dermological cancer in India. Whether it is India or arctic- roaming around in open sun will always tan your body.

Money- If you are content with whatever you get and earn, you can live anywhere. People live in 3rd world countries and they are still alive! Few extra bucks will only make your life burdened as that satisfying component in your personality has vanished long time ago.

Corruption- How many times have you fallen a victim of corruption in India? who robbed your money for anything? If you are true by heart and aware of rules, no one will ask you for extra money. I never paid an extra penny in my life and never had trouble getting things done. Then where is the corruption factor? and above all, if you want to fight against corruption, you are always welcome to join the movement. if not, then move on in your life? why complain about it?

These are few of many reasons cited by many NRIs, who say that life in India is no more easy. I don't know how much you agree with me. But, as an independent, educated and working woman, I always loved my life in India.

I have a good husband and good family to take care of me. But there 1000 several things that curb my freedom here. Yes, I was free in India! A free spirit which is now bottled.

Disclaimer- I am not against any country. I am against those people who overlook certain beautiful things in India. God bless all.

came out of web

2012-01-12T19:50:00.000-08:00

How I came out of an addiction called FB. It is amazing. Now, I don't even feel like checking the posts and commenting on those unnecessary posts which are posted by people suffering from attention deficit disorder. Earlier, I had the habit of checking mails and wandering on FB checking the videos, reading the shared messages, status messages. But every morning was not a pleasant one! sometimes, when I came across posts with disturbing messages including hatred on religion, racism, personal abuses, pictures with half body, amputated, blood and stuff, it was very scary and often disturbing for me. Atleast, I always believed in pleasant and healthy mornings and happy ending in the nights.

But at the back of mind, I always had those posts through out my day, and they always triggered my self conscious to react! knowing my personality, I always wondered how I kept calm most of the times. But, it surely affected my life in many ways. heated arguments, hatred messages, unwanted discussions, disturbing posts......you just cant escape from them.

once you are in the web, you are caught for good. hence, i came out and trust me, i have full life now. my options for hobbies just increased rapidly and somehow, i realised that i have 100 other things to do when compared to that stupid FB wandering. may be it works well with networking. but life doesn't stop there and I cant control. with 750+ friends (?), i could never control what they posted. and one disturbing post in anytime of the day, my whole day i screwed.

so get a life! i got it now! ;)

The small thin indian wedding

2011-11-06T07:44:00.000-08:00

Contrary to the "big fat Indian wedding" tag, my blog probably is the story of cheapest wedding anyone had in life. even, an eloped wedding might have costed the price for train, bus and minimal logistics. But, the wedding I am going to talk about is the cheapesttttt possible Indian wedding. You will be stunned at the total cost and this can happen! Read further for an interesting story.

After the traditional wedding, we both went to Registrar office to register our marriage. So technically, we are getting married for the second time. Our parents joined us to be the witnesses. Now, don't ask me how much we spent in our traditional wedding. I must say, it was quite minimal, as my and my husband's family- both are generous and understood the hiccups associated with getting married big way. So we kept it simple and 'strictly close friends and family affair'. So, following the wedding, came the procedure to register it. Usually, everybody has this picture that the registrar office will take time, money and bla bla.

So, we took our wedding pictures and went to the registrar office. The registrar was sitting there and we informed him that we came to register our wedding. The office assistant asked me to fill a form. We bought the form for Rs 10 and filled it. After our parents signed the form as witnesses, he asked to fix a stamp. It costed us Rs 2. We did. After 15 minutes, we received our marriage certificates!

My father was still apprehensive. He was asking me if I need to pay 'some' amount. We were reluctant and confused whom to ask if we have to pay "extra" amount. But everyone was doing ones job. It is their duty to grant us a marriage certificate. and we got it. So, whom shall we pay extra amount and for what??? I said, no need to pay anybody and we left the office with our certificates in hand.

So, the total cost of the wedding was Rs 12. Probably, the least amount paid by any married couple and it is the actual price! So, next time, when you go to any "sarkari" office, make sure you pay the right amount. No need to feed the already stuffed mouths and rotten stomachs.

Be right and do right.

a lesson to learn

2011-09-29T10:50:00.000-07:00

While, the whole nation is going rage over corruption, I am here to contribute my own little part. sharing this story which might inspire you!

It happened to me 2 years ago. I was going to a postoffice which was pretty close to my house. I thought of taking a walk, as it would take me more than 2km drive in horrendous traffic. So, walking for 5 minutes was better option for me in many ways. Since I was going there for the first time, I had to ask someone near my house and get the directions. All I had to do was, cross the road and take the bridge (above a local railway station). As simple as that!

As I started walking, I could not figure out how to take the bridge. Since the traffic was heavy, I assumed, everybody crosses through the station (a local train station). I entered and took the inside bridge to the opposite platform. As I was just about to come out of the station, the Ticket collector approached me and asked for the ticket.

I told him that, I was just going to the other side of the road and thought it wasn't necessary. He said, I need to take the outside bridge, not the inside one and since, I entered the train station, I need to show him a ticket. I apologised and said, I am ready to pay for it.

Since, I don't have a ticket, I am now an accused and considered illegal to enter the station. So, he said, he would give me penalty and I need to pay for it. I agreed and paid a fine of Rs200 for wrongfully entering the train station (read it as local train station with just 2 platforms).

As I came out of the station, I was bit upset as I had to pay Rs200 for not knowing the correct route. But I had a feel of satisfaction, as I stood by the law. I paid the penalty sans nepotism. Not to forget, both my parents have been working for Railways since 30 years and they are in grade A positions!

A mistake is a mistake and it has no exceptions.

I stand by law. I am against corruption. What about you?

best signs of worst FB pms

2011-09-23T18:35:00.001-07:00

if it was not for that stupid facebook, i would have been much much regular on my blog. but since i came to the US, I have been wandering on FB to be in touch with my friends and do some time pass. but offlate, I am kind of losing my privacy and realised how important my blog is. well, to start with, i guess the Fb people are having PMS now. it is acting weird and we can't do much about it.

before i talk about it, let me talk about pms. for many men, who are unaware of what it is, you are free to do some wikipedia thing or google it for more examples. now, if you know about it, then i need to give much gyan to you.

for women, who do not know about it, i would say you are lucky and stop reading this post. As reading about pms and Fb will only worsen your life. and women who are well versed with pms, again, i need not discuss and share much about it.

So, Fb is having pms now. let me list some best signs of worst FB pms

1) is clumsy and not bothered about it

2) acting weird and losing manners

3) is worried about everybody under sun and on earth (may be beyond earth)

4) is screaming loud and hampering with others' lives

5) and there is no reason behind anything

6) the chemical reactions are so vigor that it is unable to take load of reactors like me

7) is crying without a reason

now with these signs, you can not disagree with me. and it is like, you got to have lots of patience to understand what it is like and after that you will get used to it!

happy fbing.

Pros and Cons of social Networking

2011-07-31T17:06:00.000-07:00

I just cleaned my friends list on FB and this one small thought triggered me to write a post on Pros and cons of social Networking. I know, with enlightening media, breaking news, experienced friends and other stuff, you all are aware of pros and cons. But, who cares, I decided to write about it anyways! So, here goes my anatomy.

I am not dividing the list, am just scribbling my thoughts. so, you choose which ever suits you the best!

1) We become public through social networking sites and if we were ever introverts in our school/college days, we can come out of that cocoon and be a public figure with more than a centurion friends!

2) we can write our mind. irrespective of the language code!

3) We tend to meet our old school/college/ neighbourhood/ not-at-all related friends. And we add them, and nothing happens after that! They are just lying in our list forever and we dont have anything to talk.

4) we get connected to some famous people and again nothing happens. Because, this time, we are lying in their friends list and they dont care to talk to us!

5) we can see whats happening in their lives, which has no productivity factor. Yes, we get absolutely nothing by peeping into their pics. Sometimes, we just sleep with pinch of jealous if the other person is seen enjoying.

6) We can do a 'peek a boo' thing on those profiles whom we dont talk with but still have interest on whats going on!

7) We can know about who is wedding whom/when/where knowing the fact that we are not invited and even if invited, we cant go.

8) we can put our pics of romance/ intimate things that have to shared only between the closest ones. But, anyways, we dont care, the site is giving us space, so we will upload!

9) we can support some faltu discussion started by an intellectual who has nothing to do in life except to trigger fights.

10) we get notifications of posts which we are not even interested in and we are never subscribed to!

11) we can play stupid games which help us in increasing our weight, eye sight and decrease our thinking abilities.

12) we can boast about our life and criticise/scold/ accuse others' if we dont like. In a way, we can use our fundamental right without any hesitation.

13) Random people add us and we feel elated that we are now important to those who know nothing about us.

14) some people think, its a shame if someone is not on any social networking sites and he is illiterate in the world of social networking!

15) there is no room for privacy and we dont care! afteral, everybody is talking about us!

16) sometimes we like/comment/ tweet/ scrap out of compulsion.

17) you meet a person in real life, you meet him/her everyday and also get connected through these sites so that you assure yourself that YOU ARE CONNECTED every moment.

18) we delete some people and we think we deleted them forever! As we lose the differentiating capacity of real and virtual life.

19) we don't realise that those who love us need no social networking sites to know us!

20) we drag and drop people into different circles thinking that we did something that we couldnot do in real life! placing them in different zones!

you can add some more if something comes up in your mind!

gulab appam-innovation out of failure

2011-05-17T13:27:00.000-07:00

I already have a blog on cookery (www.rukrukkecook.blogspot.com).

I am not a great cook, infact I was even a huge fan of "I hate cooking community on some social networking sites. But life changes for good/bad and here I am, blogging about various food items. Now I am writing

about a dish which is an innovation out of series of

failures. So, follow me if you need more information.

go to a super market and buy a readymade mix of gulab jamun pa

cket. If you have a spouse, crib about how you have not eaten sweets for ages, the packet will find room in your cart asap. If you are single (like I was until sometime ago), have the privilege to grab it. Now come home, and start mixing the contents according to what's written there. Now if you are ambitious and over confident like me, add little more water and empty the packet. The

dough becomes pasty and useless. since you are swamped by all the guilt in the world, call a couple of people to find out if they have some extra powder. if you are an anti-social person, then sea

rch on internet or google it. Don't get surprised if you stumble upon my blog! ahem ahem

now after failing all attempts, fossil out the 'all purpose flour' in your kitchen cabinets and add it to the useless dough which is s

taring at you and bleeding through its heart. afte

r you add some to it, now make round balls and put them in hot oil. once you discover that the balls (read as gulab jamun balls) are half cooked (not at all cooked), you will wonder what to do next! so now try this...

make the round balls (balls are always round..but not when I make...) and press them in your hand. they become flat (appam). cool....now fry them and dump them in the sugar water.

after sometime you will realise that the gulab appam (gulab flats) are fuming over the weird attempt and are highly pissed. they swell and yo

u might think of shifting them from one container into another!

so this innovation called, gulab appam, is ready to serve (to whom?)...

for me, I am waiting for my man to come home and relish them (god knows!).

Try them!

on huge demand, here is the pic- Patents reserved!

the moron is gone!

2011-05-08T16:43:00.000-07:00

I am giving a slight break to my MIM series as there is a burning (read as buried) hot topic to be talked about. Our great Maha Osama is no more and how can I not write something about him! afteral, he left so many imprints on this earth (even dinosaurs missed doing that )

May be I was among those first few -who posted something on a social networking site about his death. minutes after the news was broke, I dint miss a chance to express my happiness over his death! I was never so happy over someone's death. few hours before his death, we were in constitution avenue in washington DC touring and adoring the beauty of the city! and few hours later..bingo, the whole place is crowded with folks cheering for the nation! somehow, there were few threads which connected me to his life...let me put it this way!

When the master-blaster exploded the WTC towers, I learnt about them just few hours before. in one of our classes during my graduation, we talked about the WTC building and I aspired to work there after I finished my studies. and this moron blew them up!

when the whole world was searching for him, I happened to watch the movie 'tere bin laden' which is a story based out of the country where he was hiding (was really hiding????) and for a moment i thought, may be he could be found there..and bingo- he was there!

So, after these very small coincidences, the psycho is dead but is now haunting everyone through spam. his videos are spamming many sites and his soul is continuing to torture people across the world in this way. I heard, he is resting in the ocean- I pity the sea flora and fauna :(

I wish he was buried in the same trash/incinerator in his backyard. Oh no, it will become another tourist spot, as his hide out has already become one!

now that he is no more, I end this blog on a happy note!

'and then everybody lived happily ever after!'

MIM- where racism is appreciated

2011-04-27T18:00:00.000-07:00

In this post, I wish to talk about someone who talks like a racist but infact loves them! confused? even I was, but coudlnot stop appreciating his definition of love after few conversations. As usual, after pokes, interests, likes and hellos, we were chatting for the first time (may be last time too)!

He was a handsome dude with nice body shody and shaven head and a cute smile. i like people who have a tooth on a tooth! like Maushumi chatterjee (google for her pic). I always asked my mom if I can have an extra tooth on my front tooth. I found it very attractive and attention seeking character!

well this guy just has everything! he seemed to be pumped up with nice biceps and triceps and huge build! as I mentioned earlier, that I wasn't much into 'look at the body and then say yes' types. but who will say no to a well build man. and there he is with an interest in my profile and willing to talk to me! whoaa...seems like i have hit a jack'pot'..lol

so our conversations started and i found out that unlike other NRIs, he is brought up in america completely and considers himself an american!

wait there, when you say you are an american, then why are you trying to marry an indian girl????

so i shot my question and our conversations went ahead like this-

him: well..nice question. I feel that Indian girls are traditional

me: really? can you define 'being traditional'?

him: you know take care of my parents, take care of home, raise kids...

me: oh..wont american girls do that?

him: they do..but you see indian girls are different!....you are not getting my point

me: oh..then explain

him: i have had lot of american girlfriends, but i wanted to marry an indian girl

me: ohh (naalayak....you need american girl friend to flirt with and an indian wife to flaunt! grrr)( the hidden feminist/women supporter in me was waking up...)

him: so, i decided to marry an indian woman! and above all, my parents wont approve if i marry a white girl.

me: oh then why this particular community and caste? you can go for any indian girl?

him: oh my mom and dad are particular about it! mom says we find nice girls here

me: you mean?

him: you know indian girls do not have boy friends before marriage and they are clean

me: (i had a lump in my throat)..so you assume I never had a boyfriend?

him: well infact I dont care but you know I like their skin?

me: wow! interesting. now whats with the skin?

him: you see they have mocha skin and its very sexy. there is nothing in white skin. but mocha/brown skin turns me on!

me: aww....ok what if someone with mocha skin turns white after coming to US?

him: oh no..they can't. you see they will retain their color throughout...and I love to have someone with that skin. I had white girlfriends....and there is no fun!

me: i think my internet connection is going off. will catch ya later. bye for now!

and I never got back to him! for sometime, I felt like I was a coffee shop and someone is trying to order mocha with extra powder! I couldnot understand if he was making racists remarks or appreciating me! whatever, I gave him the liberty to search for more 'mocha' girls!

MIM- where I understand role plays

2011-03-29T13:01:00.000-07:00

I dont remember the chronological order. But I shall try to put most of my experiences one after another. So here comes the most memorable one, which gave me a thump! Here it is...

As usual, I received an express interest in matrimony site and I responded. I never went by the looks, but certainly gave weight to education and current position. Oh yeah, I definitely did not wait to see 'if his heart is good then no need of good job' types! sorry...for me profession was equally important. So, I accepted this gentleman's request and after exchanging an email, we met on chat and the conversations started. after few minutes I asked him to send me a couple of pictures apart from those which were on the site. Then in seconds, I received an email with attachments which had some pics. after opening a pic, I almost jumped out of my bed. I was more than horrified to see a knife in his hand and asked him immediately why he is holding a knife as if he is murdering someone? He said, he liked that pose! wow, killer attitude...ahh??? hmm

It surely surprised me, but I still gave it a chance and continued talking to him. after nearly half an hour of conversations, we dint have anything to talk. The 'what else' state began and then instantly he asked me if I like to play? I was a bit skeptical as of what to answer...but I said, I used to when I was a kid, and now I hardly play, as it would not look good to do that on roads!

As a kid, I remember playing every damn game/sport on the streets and jump around and hide on the of trees too. I was more like a tomboy and adventurous and my mother had no option to stop me from doing so. I had this gang of girls including my sister, sans, and we would play with other boys in our street. From cricket to seven picks, I would play anything.

So after a round of nostalgia, his buzz brought me back to the present and made me realise how I missed everything. So, this super sports person asked me again if I liked to play! I said, no and asked him if he does. for which, he said yes and this is how our conversation went on

him: I like role plays

me: role plays? what are they? never heard of them!

(I only knew role plays as in theaters and I remember enacting the role of Meerabai during my school days! I was kind of happy for this guy as I felt, theater people surely have bundles of creativity and thought for a second that being from software, he still possessed the interest for plays and all)

him: well you don't know role plays? its like I am spaceship and you are alien....Am doctor you are nurse, I am the warrior and you the shooter...

me: ehhh??? what kind of game is this? is it something to do with PS3 or V?

(hardly I knew about playstation and V, but gave it a guess)

him: no, in real...

me: real? how do you do that? with whom do you play?

him: like with my gf...Oh I used to have gf..infact I had many gfs..but u know only one at a time! no two-timing..

me: (wow..what a big heart!) sorry, I don't know which plays you are talking about..

I was quite confused by this time and understood some miscommunication is surely happening between us, so I called my roomy and showed her our conversation. She immediately asked me to cut it with the guy and explained what such plays are!

I was totally shocked and could not take it further! whoa....you meet a girl for the first time and you tell your fantasies?

Thanks man, I am surely the wrong person to ping! Go ahead and good luck with your search!

Thats how I dropped a wicket and took sometime to understand the roles and plays! ahem ahem

Men I Met- series

2011-03-22T07:13:00.000-07:00

Now that I am married, I am very confident about revealing the great stories of my interactions with different men from different parts of the world. Yeah, for my great matrimony thing, I had the privilege (ran out of options) to interact with different men (read as aliens) who are born to interact with me and be part of this great blog.

my interactions mostly chats (and only once), some emails, some phone calls- made me realise that there are many different species in the universe. To start with, the bifurcation happens when homo-sapiens (Latin name for HUMAN) divides into MAN and WOMAN. then, MAN gets divided into intelligent, smart, dumb ass, frustrated, perverted, educated, fake, humorous, genuine, egoistic, and so on and so forth. The sub-divisions are like algae which keep on dividing and the more you are into them, the more you get to know about the variety.

I am dedicating this series to such men, who should seriously be banned and transported to pluto or some un-discovered planet.

well, I am not writing about men who I am still in touch with. yes, I met some real cute guys who are very good, now happily married and still find out if i am doing well.

I am only writing about those, who left foot prints (yeah they have so much dirt) and inspired me to start this blog. this is just an introduction blog. I shall not mention the names and places. I will only talk about my interactions and the jhatkas I got from them!

My hubby and I enjoy conversing about them, I explain him all the events in an animated way! So, I assume he will enjoy reading this blog (he, in fact asked me to write a book!) and you guys too!

And now the series starts.....

W-turn in my life

2011-01-18T17:44:00.000-08:00

ahem ahem....i know its been too long. corrupted lappy, almost left job, wedding chaos, new husband and a new country...everything put me in a loop of "the busy life" and made me very very busy without any work and pay. i almost stopped visiting blogs and that depressed me further.

My life took a "W" turn, yes not just "U" turn, but I call it W turn -as the changes are totally irreversible and I cant even look back. life changed miraculously and like many women, i am referring different dictionaries to understand the meaning of this so called new life. :)

from salwar suits to saris, rupees to dollars, single to mingled, afternoon wake up to early morning wake up...everything is so new. Infact my flight from Hyd itself was memorable. As usual, my plane thing was a bit adventurous but I landed quite safely to my hubby's surprise.

Since my first step, I brought snow storm within a week. i remotely remember buying any sweater during my stay in India. My hometown has just 2 seasons- summer and peak summer. But this land seems quite different. While I was flexible in my clothing in India from sleeveless to capris, I am supposed to wear, rather drape myself completely. While I survived on Maggie and Pizzas in India, I am living on rice and variety of sabjis made at home (cooked by me). While I saw lambs, chicken, goats, cattle and many other animals on the roads and next to our houses, I see them in different forms in the menu cards (grrr)! Roads are empty, I hardly see anyone crossing the road, jumping the big/huge dividers, gossiping outside houses...

Most of the world I see is- through the window pane of our car and I am forgetting to walk.

While I am trying to adjust to my new life, I am also giving some surprises to my hubby (he calls them shocks- but I dont care!). I washed his - never washed- Iphone in washing machine...and promised him more and more services in the future.

Life is totally new for me here and am going through slight culture shock. Wish me good luck!

you turn me on

2010-09-08T09:10:00.000-07:00

i know you love me so much
and i am always adored by you

we have been intimate and
the time we spent together is infinite

now its been 3 years
the love is same

but all i want you to understand is
i cant reciprocate my love so intensively

yet you turn me on....
yes you still turn me on.
your eyes penetrate my body and
i feel haunted

you work on me with your fingers and
each time you touch me,
i respond to you

the more you work on me
the hotness in me increases

i become hot, you make me hotter and i know, am the hottest
i start fuming and humming
hint you that, i am hot
yet you do your job....

and all of a sudden, i turn off

by- Lenovo Y500 (3 yrs old- about to die)

forgotten heroes

2010-08-18T23:01:00.000-07:00

her hands in his hands and their eyes meeting each other. he softly touched her mehendi and kissed them. the new bride turned into pink and blushed, but tears were usually doing their job, as, it is time for Ramachandra, the new groom to say bye to his bride and rejoin his duties. after all, unlike others, for him, his country is first and life next. while we are at personal and professional lives, for people like ramachandra, its country first and everything next! its time for kargil war and he was recalled! the newly wed couple had to part their ways off just for the time being. he assured her that she will be with him soon.

her thoughts smothered him while traveling back and the moment he landed and donned his uniform, he is a different person. he wrote letters to his family that though he is posted in kargil, he is not fighting war, he is safe and his friends are shedding their blood. as usual, the postman delivered another letter, where ramachandra mentioned about his diet, the war scene and how his friends are losing their lives. he assured them that he is safe and is not fighting any war. he told them that he would take leave for some days and visit them and also take his bride back as soon as the war is finished.

ramachandra's mother read that letter repeatedly and ended the day with usual talk about the war scene. soon after the sunrise and usual coffee, the couple and the bride sat together to watch TV. hardly they imagined that their world would crash down in few hours. they couldnot believe their eyes, when they saw ramachandra's photo being flashed and how the whole country is praising him for his brave act in the war and how he saved his country by sacrificing his life. before they realised the fact that he is no more, everything is done. Ramachandra fought in the kargil war and lost his life while saving our nation and ofcourse us. it is a moment of independence for all of us but certainly not for those war heroes.

now after 11 years of his sacrifice, his family is still moving around the government offices to get their small piece of land allotted to 'jawans who died in kargil war'. the family is still uncertain about their lives and says, now they are fed up and hate everyone. ramachandra's mother is still proud of his son's sacrifice yet very much unhappy with the justice they got at the cost of her son's life. ramachandra's father did shed a tear, folded his hands and thanked the so-called corrupt government for their unruly behavior and forgetfulness.

this independence day, in my talk-show with ramachandra's parents and a couple of ex-servicemen, i realised what kind of justice are they getting in the name of Independence. how true, a cricketer and a tennis star is allotted crores of rupees and plush buildings just for a sixer and a rank...but what about those martyrs who sacrificed their lives for us? all they asked for- is- small piece of land in a semi urban area as promised by the government. and our sahebs do not have that much time too!

painful it is! imagine....

2010-08-08T11:58:00.000-07:00

most of the women go for waxing and do you have any clue how it pains! its unbearable..still we just go ahead.....afterall we need it...

most of us have pain during our menstrual cycle. it is killing and makes us physically and mentally sick. still we bear it, as it is unavoidable.

skin of women is very sensitive...the rod in the bus, handle in an auto rickshaw, stand of our scooters, everything hurts us badly...still we bear it, as they happen and are not intentional.

our hands get cut when we are cutting vegetables and burn while cooking. still its ok as we do it for the happiness.

we are slender and vulnerable to most of the things and n one has any hint how much we go through. these sort of pains are bearable and we know we have to go through them.

but some pains are horrible. they are unexpected and beyond explanation. let me give you an example. did you ever hurt yourself while shaving? ouchh...it pains..right?

did you ever fall down while catching the ball in a cricket ground?? ouch..you have bruises and it pains again..right?

yes...imagine oneself shedding blood while hurt....its ok...they are natural and happen without any notice...

but the plight of this girl was different. she was beaten up by her husband and in -laws....the pain was unbearable for her age...infact pain is unbearable at any age...and for this young, beautiful girl who was married to a butcher, everyday was painful...hardly she had any clue while opening her eyes in the morning (or may be she hardly ever slept peacefully) that she would be kicked, beaten up, bashed big time by the family of butchers and the cannibal like husband.....hardly she would know where she would be cut and burnt...

one fine morning she wanted to get out of that prison...she wanted some freedom..just a pinch of it where she would spend few painless hours..where her body is her own and no one would take any rights to tamper with it....
and the moment came and she ran out of the house....thinking shes freed for good....she took a deep breath and hardly stretched her hands, when she was grabbed by the animals -called in-laws and was put in the black house back....next few moments were unpredictable for this slender adolescent......

she thought she would be beaten up to death or burnt or would have to live without food. but things were different this time...the so called society was involved in this "family affair" and they have a different justice for her . they said, its sin to flee away from in-laws house and the punishment would remind her of her 'mistake'

and before she could plead, yell, shout and vanish...she witnessed the sprays of blood. the beautiful teenager lost her sense organs which were mercilessly chopped off by the senseless bastards. those men who have enormous affairs before and after marriage, who have children out of wedlock had guts to cut her nose and ears for her so-called 'sin'.

who the hell are they to do justice to her? what kind of justice was this for the poor little girl who ran away from the house of killers? would the husband be given such brutal punishment if he is caught with another woman? who/what is the society that can not differentiate between the right and wrong?

bloody bastards...

but this girl is not going to lose it..now the girl has become "face of afgan women who want to fight against violence". shes now bold enough to fight against those insane men and so-called justice which does every brutal thing to women but good.

as a woman, i appreciate her and give all my support. may be she has joined my list of inspiring personalities on this earth. am not posting her picture. i do not want to do that.,..but for those who missed reading about her, can find her here...

and please, now dont post comments saying all men are not bad and bla bla..NO...am not blaming every man here....am just taking about the men in the context. if you are sensible enough to understand this issue, i appreciate you or else i would say..grow up!

nowadays

2010-08-05T07:44:00.000-07:00

aww it feels so good to be back in this space. let me tell you, i have been terribly busy with my work, personal life and everything....

lots of things have been happening nowadays...all my friends are getting married left and right...they are taking no time in choosing their partners as if the world is coming to an end!

now i have a roomy who is a good cook and am becoming lazier day by day.

i learned to burn maggie. yes i always thought, i excelled in preparing maggie, but lately i realised, am not that good; when i burnt it to ashes..

i am now pressing 9read it as ironing) clothes without burning them. my sister always complained that i leave the folds and run the iron box next to them..now i have started wearing nylon ones which do not need special ironing and burning

now i watch a lot of tv. serials on 'colours' are so good...i watch them...i dont feel like missing them at all even if i watch them after 2-3 months..the story, plot, sets, clothes and the expressions remain the same.

almost stopped watching movies, as i am financially not sound to spend 300-500 bucks and feed the producers for their worst ever flicks. sorry, i have grown to be intelligent.

theres sale everywhere and i spent my life savings on clothes. imagine, its sale..or else, i have to take another birth to complete my debts

my hunt for my man ended and my left ear is dead. (dont ask me anything here....questions mana hai)

still reading kite runner and am trying my level best to finish it...hopefully, i will do it in this birth and before khalid hosseini sends me a letter asking me to stop reading it.

my virtual life on facebook is very entertaining. i am loving the way people fight, love, comment on each other. my farm dried and i guess some real estate broker grabbed it too....

oh yeah...have been traveling alot. within Andhra, India and yes, i have been to srilanka (international trip) and you have to clap for this....i laugh at it when my friends ask me for a party for this, so-called international trip....the to and fro tickets cost is way less than the party cost. thanks, i have no interest in throwing a party.

am learning car driving for the nth time...this time, am sure, am gonna take risk (i should say i am gonna give risk to the other drivers)

am doing talk shows (have been doing) and finally after so much time, one random man recognised me on the road,.....yuppiesss i wanted to threw a biiiiigggg partyyyy lol

my samsung slide phone is dead...it screamed, yelled and died after i smashed it on the floor. bohhahaha....i enjoyed doing it and now i dont have anyone's number..and i need not call or call back when i get a call (areyy mere phone mein display nahi hai..mein ya karu?)

and more and more after i recollect....
afteral am growing old and becoming rhajini ....memory problem hai bhai..maaf kar do!

once upon a time

2010-06-12T20:55:00.000-07:00

once upon a time
we were too innocent to even comprehend the surroundings. our smiles were genuine and our tears were pure!

once upon a time
our family was our world, school was our universe, friends are our planets, mom and dad are sun and moon and we are the rulers!

once upon a time
our school exams were our real tests, learning meant subjects and passing test was no philosophy

once upon a time
family outings and fights with siblings were must, sharing was honest!

once upon a time
we knew we were losing innocence and yet we pretend to be one! meeting new people happens and playing games meant something else!

once upon a time
family comes second and our planetary positions change! our priorities go bonkers and we are always confused

once upon a time
falling in love is fancy and having someone is prestige! each time we think its true love and yet we, very surprisingly, come out of it. move on becomes our motto and we keep moving on

once upon a time
exams mean different, and learning lessons are very much philosophical. there are no marks, yet we knew whether we passed or failed

once upon a time
fights with siblings are real and we never bother to lose them! money comes first.

once upon a time
theres no love! most of the times its business.

once upon a time
our life takes twists and turns and still we swim

and now eachtime....theres turbulence and we keep on swimming! meeting new leases in life and adopting whatever comes!

am also swimming. what about you?

middle-class mentality!

2010-04-03T02:42:00.000-07:00

we went to another pathetic movie and spent nearly Rs400. after coming out, we repented and some thoughts smothered me. i wish i spent those 400 bucks on something else...like...
1) i would have paid one month rent for milk (and still save some more money)
2) paid one month electricity bill
3) bought petrol for my scooty for 3 weeks
4) bought a nice dress for me or sari for mom, or something else for my sis and dad
5) bought nice hand bag (which will last for atleast a year) or a pair of shoes
6) had nice food outside
7) bought gas for cooking for the whole month
8) gave as charity for the needy
9) sponsored education for a child
10) distributed fruits to the hunger
11) go for nice facial in a parlour
12) paid my monthly telephone/internet bill
13) and lots more.....

i hail from a middle class family where our parents tried to provide us all the comforts but not luxuries. we were taught to live with a respect and use money carefully. for us...spending Rs100 wasnt a big thing...but surely we did the cost benefit analysis and the risk assessment involved in spending a green note. i dont know if you all agree with my thought or not...but i definitely feel bad when i go for unnecessary expenditure...after all, there are so many people in this world for whom a single grain, single penny and piece of cloth matter alot.
i sometimes laugh at myself when i do so much of cost benefit analysis for tiny things and get depressed when i find huge losses and no gains..lol
i call it middle-class mentality!

small but big

2010-03-23T03:00:00.000-07:00

renu (name changed) with moist eyes and trembling lips was trying to stop her hunger pangs with her soft little hands. she was all alone in the huge crowd. though she was tired to move an inch, her eyes were constantly searching for some helping hand who can provide her some grains and bread to save her already dried stomach. while she was trying to lean on the pillar, a heavy hand held her from back and renu almost slipped her heartbeat. to her surprise, it was a smiling woman who had some food in her hand....renu's lips stretched for a bit and the lady was kind enough to provide renu with some food and water. little did renu know that in next few hours, her life was about to be changed. after finishing her meals, the lady took her to a small house, where she comforted renu with some clothes and allowed her to share a room with some other females. it was like a heaven for renu, who escaped from a hell called house unable to bear the torture by her father and step-mother. for this teenager, the new house is nothing but a paradise. as days passed by, one night, there was a stranger in renu's room. he was of her father's age but his actions were weird. renu experienced a new action in life where her body was explored by someone else without her wish and will. it was painful for her...the action continued for more and more days and there was no escape to her.

but it wasnt the same....one fine day, renu was rescued by an activist team, and she was admitted in a children's home. its been more than 3 years now. renu is now going to school. she has friends and she socialises with an ease.

after finishing the talk show, we all came out and i wished renu and her mentor. renu was gutsy enough to speak infront of the camera. after a lil chitchat, renu asked my number and said, "didi, you look so beautiful and you are so daring. i want to become like you...i want to become an activist and work for small children". it moved me bigtime. i planted a kiss on her forehead and hugged her and thought 'i wish i learn from you to be bold and fight out the odds in life. am nothing infront of you honey....you are much bolder, stronger and a complete fighter....salaam to you'

renu....a small and tiny head in the crowd, who is certainly a big dose of inspiration.

an ocean called socialising

2010-03-20T10:16:00.000-07:00

i was relishing cocoa shake with my childhood buddy Ms T, and was wondering why we are still single and cant find people around us. we are working women, surrounded by thousands of employees all the time, guarded by family, and pretty much on social networking sites. but deep down the heart, we knew, we are alone. we have our lunches alone, travel alone, have evening coffees alone and sometimes watch TV alone. a couple of conversations with my other girl friends made me think about my socialising skills. like me, there are many other female spirits, who are wandering in a state of confusion thinking what to do and where to go.

i feel, socialising skills are essential in everyones life. but then, not all the times. let me put it this way. i believe there are different phases in life. these phases become very vibrant when we r closing on our teenage. from 18 yrs, i say, these phases start actively. at the beginning, meeting new people is a sure shot excitement. we meet, become friends, sometimes it doesn't match..its like a mixture of emotions.

in the next phase, when we are in college, we keep bumping into people through common friends. it is also out of excitement and curiosity. college itself plays as a meeting hub and thus we are exposed to bacterial colonies called friends and thus the vibrancy starts. those whom we think are our friends become our worst enemies, those whom we neglect become our best pals and bla bla...this is a crucial phase, where people fall in love, end up getting ditched, or in worst case get married.

the next phase is the job phase, where we are exposed to more dirt called colleagues. bitching, gossiping, gender bias, location, language...everything play a vital role. parties, functions, socialising events make us meet new funny and strange faces. counters and encounters happen in this phase. after much love, sex and dhokas and consoles....
the next phase arises.
this is the point where we realise, we reached a saturation point and meeting strangers becomes boring. we don't feel like having conversations over coffee. we get bored talking about our lives and repeating the same dialogues of who/what/where we were. we develop-i don't care- attitude towards strangers and we hardly try for an image preservation technique. irrespective of whether we have our old friends near or not, we don't crave for sustainability in the relationship. if it clicks- well and good...if not...let it go...

on an average, a person meets 10-12 new people every year. and only 2-3 of them from opposite gender with whom he/she feels like spending some time. out of it, 1 or none remain pals for the next year and sometimes...even that person is gone.

it doesn't mean, we don't like socialising or we are anti-social. age makes us more mature/boring/specific and prioritis our expectations. rarely we come across such like minded persons...and our search goes on...and it never ends...

truly, socialising is like an ocean..the more you do...the more deeper you go!

tear drops in the corners of my eyes

2010-03-15T03:10:00.000-07:00

tear drops in the corners of my eyes..
whether to shed down or dry inside
in dilemma of my personality
a very sensitive woman in me and the strength that challenges male ego

tear drops in the corners of my eyes...
the sensitive woman in me wants them out
emotions pushing them from my body
trying to vent the pain and sadness- blow out
a search for a shoulder to cry on
a warm hug to dry my wet eyes
a soft touch to stop the trembling of my hands...
i have no one....and want the tears to let out...
the drops still hanging in the corners of my eyes...

tear drops in the corners of my eyes
the strength in me is shouting loud
no...you have to deal it..
my boldness and vigor holding the tears back
asking me to fight the situation...
my shoulders are my support system
my dry heart is enough to evaporate my tears
i held my trembling hands and said loudly..
yes i shall fight it out...i shall not waste tears on someone..
i am bold and i am strong
tears in the corners are finally sucked inside

tear drops in the corners of my eyes
yes..i have not wasted them....
i fought on my own and stood out...

some sitcoms

2010-03-13T09:24:00.000-08:00

alright...after a break....am back into my social life...finally...after getting blindfolded for few days, am trying to flash some light into my life....guess what...its really good to have a dark life for sometime lol....
all these days, i wasnt much onto gtalk, yahoo messenger and ofcourse my favourite passion blogging. am writing here some sitcoms and hope you would enjoy them...these are personal experiences of my friends.....

she met him in airport and it was an instant spark between both of them. healthy flirting went on for sometime...a bit of shopping in the airport, a lil gupshup and after some bla bla bla...they decided to meet after they get down (they have no idea about their seat numbers). fate made them sit next to each other and the rest of the journey was just awesome...and as usual, the man was bold enough to say a bye after they got down and she was still in a hope to meet him.....
after a couple of months
her-hey how r u
him-hey am good...how did you get my phone number (i never gave you mine)
her- well you know...hehe...i got it...where there is a will..there is phone number...
him- awww..so tell me how r u?
her- am good...but whats that loud sound next to you..
him- oh yeahh...some plumbing work is going on....am getting my washroom repaired..
her- really? (i dnt care..but still) why??
him- well you know...i want my wife to be comfortable after she comes into my house
her- ur wife? r u married????????
him- no i will...
her- engaged?
him- no....we r searching for a girl stilllll
her- (grrrrrrrrrrr...i hate you) aww...chalo then take care byeeeeeee
him- ok..ok...take care bye
her- slammed the phone...
i still wonder is it a problem with guys or the girls...i am confused a bit

so this is another hilarious one

she called up a doctor to know if he can treat her friend at free of cost. apparently, he agreed and he treated the patient without charging anything...and my friend was showering thanks on him. strangely, the doctor and my friend never met and the phone call was the only medium of communication. the doctor's degrees, voice, generosity...everything impressed my friend so much...she was very much gaga over him and thought of meeting him over coffee...after a couple of days, my friend's friend (the patient) informed my friend that the doctor asked him and my friend to attend a party without fail...my friend was on cloud eighteen, as he invited for a coffee and....out of excitement she called up the doctor and the conversations went on...
her- hey..its me...thanks for the invite..
him- yeahh you should come...without fail..
her- sure sure..am so glad you invited me...where is it?
him- you know...so and so coffee house....will you come?
her- ofcourse ofcourse....but whats the occasion (dnt tell me you are giving a personal party for me..hehe)
him- oh....its babyshower...my wife is preggies...
her-(you have a wifeeeeeeeeeeee and she is preggiesssss) aww okk.sure..bye for now!
life is truly is surprising...but such incidents are refreshing!

enjoy

and he became part of my life...........

2010-02-10T05:29:00.000-08:00

him: hello...kanna babu?
me: who is this?
him: is it kannababu????
me: no wrong number
and i hung up...

her: kannnaaaaaaa
me: who?
her: is it kannnaaaaa?
me: no

him: anna...
me: anna? whom do u want?
him: is it kanna annna?
me: grrr..wrong number

him: kanna sir?
me: wrong number
her: babu...kanna.babu
me: ughhh

and then on new year's day and for every festival i received text messages which were meant for him. slowly...calls and messages for kanna babu became part of my daily life....whenever i receive a call it would be for either me or kanna babu. i dont know who he is...i have no idea where he stays...thanks to vodaphone people...they made a stranger part of my life..earlier i was pissed with calls meant for him...now i reply softly that his number is changed...i realised that he is been prettty important in his circle and could be a favourite one too!

but today..early in the morning i received a message which says "my deep condolence to you and your family. may god keep her soul rest in peace"..this is for kanna babu again..
someone from kanna babu's family is no more! i felt bad for kanna babu... hope he cheers up from the loss and spring back to normal.

kanna babu- i still have no idea who he is! but my heart felt bad for his loss!

crappy movies

2010-01-28T01:22:00.000-08:00

am getting bored... i realised there is no point in spending 100s of bucks on these pathetic movies. i better buy some clothes and wear them for a year or eat proper food or give the money in charity than torturing myself with those dirty slapstick humurous movies which lack any sense. i seriously want to watch movies which dont have
1) hero who meets a heroine and falls in love
2) two men behind an unambitious woman and vice versa
3) a hero jumps into the air against gravity and beats 20-30 villains without shedding a drop of blood yet no case is registered on him
4) a combined family with all the women wearing jewelery 24x7 and pampering the uneducated girl in their family who dreams of nothing but having sex in a mountain area
5) a rich girl falling in for a street rowdy
6) man loving an engaged woman and the groom sacrificing the bride in the mandap
7) the girl wearing a bikini and dancing in the beach while the hero is clad in a suit and have shoes while in water
8) 45 years old hero who celebrates his 46th birthday yet goes to the college in the movie
9) woman keeps roaming in the road showing her cleavage and men drooling at her
10 ) where hero wins and villain dies at the end

crap....please i need a change.....boohoo....the only means of entertainment is now no more entertaining!
this blog is the result of spending 400 bukcs on a sucking movie

being single!

2010-01-22T04:38:00.000-08:00

awww...i agree with this so much...cant stop myself from reading it again and again!

The Big List Of The Benefits Of being single

1. Everything in your house is yours.

2. You don't have to hide gifts, receipts, and other purchase records in ridiculous places.

3. If you buy something "yummy", you don't have to buy twice as much.

4. The only person you have to dress up for is your boss.

5. Your late nights are all yours.

6. Less stuff to move when you do move

7. One bedroom apartments feel more spacious with only one person

8. You never have to ask for permission to orgasm.

9. Only the doctor can tell you what to eat

10. You decide what to shave and when

11. Valentines day costs less

12. No anniversaries to remember

13. No extra birthdays to remember

14. No extra family to shop for during the holidays

15. No irritating in-laws to deal with

16. You can walk around naked whenever you want.

17. Only your sense of decency has any say about where you leave your dirty clothes.

18. You don't have to share

19. You don't have to change your life because someone else has jealousy issues.

20. The only insecurities you have to deal with are your own.

21. Getting that out-of-state job doesn't hinge on what someone else wants or thinks.

22. The only people complaining about music volume are the neighbors.

23. You can fall asleep anywhere without getting any guff for it in the morning.

24. You don't have to use the "headache" excuse anymore.

25. You don't have to worry as much about the "oops, I'm pregnant" factor.

26. The only person who goes through your stuff is you.

27. The only person who sees your inbox is you.

28. More time to spend with friends.

29. You don't have to live with someone who can't stand your parents.

30. If you want to go for pizza at 3am, no one stops you or asks you why.

31. You can date more freely.

32. The cute secretary is fair game.

33. The whole wedding mess? Yeah, none of that to deal with.

34. You don't have to share your closet with anyone else.

35. You always get to watch what you want.

36. You always get to read what you want.

37. You decide when to crawl into bed.

38. You can throw yourself into bed and snore without dire consequences.

39. No one else's annoying (or disgusting) habits to deal with at home.

40. The only fetishes you have to deal with are your own.

41. You can talk to yourself without people saying "what?" or worrying about your sanity.

42. There are religious benefits, if you're into that kind of thing.

43. Single people can still adopt, if you're into that kind of thing.

44. The only annoying friends you have to deal with are your own.

45. You don't ever have to wonder if you really love the person you live with.

46. There's only one way to do things- your way.

47. You are the master of the thermostat.

48. The only messes you have to clean up are your own.

49. The only disasters you have to fix are your own.

50. If an argument starts, you can walk away... forever.

51. You don't have to make excuses for yourself.

52. The whole "old maid" thing is so last century.

53. Dinner can be as simple as a frozen burrito.

54. When you eat, you buy and cook for one.

55. No one else is going to eat your leftovers.

56. No one else is going to raid your stash of sweets (you don't even have to hide it!)

57. You don't have to share your bed with anyone.

58. You can even eat in bed if you want to.

59. You can decorate the entire house according to your taste.

60. The only person spending your money is you.

61. Three words: Marriage Tax Penalty.

62. The only debts you have to pay off are your own.

63. Kids with single parents can get more financial aid.

64. Bickering couples are at best a relieving reminder and at worst hilarious.

65. Less pressure about body weight.

66. Married people are fatter on average anyway.

67. Suddenly, it's okay to look (and flirt).

68. It's easier to focus on your career and your dreams.

69. You're the only person who gets to decide if you "need to make more money."

70. The only mood swings you have to deal with are your own.

71. There are a lot of lonely and violently psychopathic people out there.

72. You don't have to change your religious beliefs one bit.

73. There are 6.5 Billion other fish in the sea. That's 6,500 x 1 million. Yeah.

74. Porn is cheaper, easier, and comes in more varieties.

75. The toilet seat only moves when you move it.

76. Cohabitation is legal, fun, and less of a hassle than marriage.

77. You don't have to deal with someone else's kids all the time.

78. Divorce is pricey.

79. You don't have to deal with "compliment fishing."

80. Fewer minutes spent with a phone attached to your ear.

81. No endless nagging.

82. You never have to answer the phone "right now!"

83. You can drink what you want, where you want, and as much as you want.

84. No doubts or worries about someone sleeping around.

85. Things stay where you put them.

86. You can meditate and have your quiet time when you need it.

87. The only thing whining about not being fed is your cat.

88. You can take out the trash when you feel like it.

89. You can shower or bathe when you want, as often as you want, for as long as you want.

90. You can even leave the door open when you shower.

91. The longer you wait, the better you know yourself, instead of someone else.

92. Children learn how to treat themselves by watching how you treat yourself.

93. A bad relationship is like a lingering knife wound- it continues to ruin your whole day.

94. You can be as eccentric as you want.

95. Your car can be as dirty or unusual or artistic as you want.

96. You decide how long it takes to get ready.

97. Say goodbye to heartache, dumping, and being dumped.

98. You get your weekends for you and your projects.

99. You can be the wild friend with all the really juicy stories.

100. You can still get laid. Maybe even more often. Certainly with more variety.

101. Being single and staying single isn't selfish. It should be seen as putting your happiness first (Where it should be.)

courtesy (http://hubpages.com/hub/101-reasons-to-stay-single)

a wedding of emotions

2009-11-30T06:28:00.000-08:00

"my daughter is coming to your house, please take...." aunty's teary voice was interrupted by trayee's (my best friend forever, my soulmate) buaji- 'dont say my daughter...say your daughter in law...". aunty looked up with moist eyes and put down the phone....trayee's status changed overnight from being a daughter to a daughter-in-law and it seems now she has to be called as your daughter-in-law than my daughter even by her own parents. i believe its not the case of just trayee. its with every woman on this earth!

i overheard the conversations and basant, trayee's ever lasting love and now husband, repeated the same lines and said that aunty has been crying and its becoming difficult to console her. while i am considered to be too good at consoling and counselling people at difficulties, i thought it is not appropriate to console a mother while her daughter is leaving for her in law's place. i went inside..and aunty saw me and held out her hands and said, "moonu (trayee's nickname) yeh karo...moonu woh karo...moonu bhaat khecho? moonu sojao...moonu moonu moonu...moine kabhi bhi moonu ko chorke nahi raha..ab dorr logta hai..moonu waha kaise reh payegi..bachchi hai". my eyes were moist, there was a lump in my throat and i realised - i was moved.

i attended many weddings. my cousins, my friends, relatives...many of them got married. but trayee's wedding is something different. it taught me how an institution called marriage is formed and how relationships change overnight! how a mother feels when her daughter leaves! how a father manages the whole wedding gala without a trace of tear! how relatives, though we dont see them for ages, turn out during our wedding and support us. how our in-laws, whether they like the wedding or not, try to maintain a compose and let the marriage materialise.

while parents are happy and elated that their kids are getting married, the change in the marital status equally bothers them.
happiness of getting married
excitement about the new status
frustration with the over work
irritation with the last minute errands
sadness of leaving our loved ones
anger of some unwanted happenings
a wedding has all the colours and emotions attached to it! a wedding of emotions should be seen not just as an occasion to flaunt jewellery, saris, cuisines and money. i see it as solemnising different relationships and networking of love and affection.
a wedding of emotions it is :)

unanswered questions

2009-11-10T09:32:00.000-08:00

there are zillions of questions in my mind! there are millions of doubts which need to be clarified...they bother me..the thoughts smother me!
and am left with unanswered and unsolved theories ......

1) society? what is it? do we live for it or do we form it? are we just part of it?
when a woman is beaten by her husband...society doesnt bother....it may just create a hype for few hours or days and the story is back to normal...
when a man is struggling for job and having problems running in his family...society never helps him! he has to struggle and fight for his own existence and at the end...he is the winner or loser and the surroundings do play no role!

2) when i say that i want to adopt a baby and find another reason for my life...am asked not to...as i cant be accepted! my question is accepted by whom? people around me? those who never bother when i need a shoulder? those who have no clue about how i am living or struggled for my life? relatives, who don't even know my age and what i need in life? who are just interested in whom i have an affair with or how much property am i actually saving?

3) why cant we choose and live with a partner (if at all essential) on our own and go for it? why do we need to go for tailor made- horoscope matched persons and live with obligation! why cant marriage come after we live-know-understand each other and see how it is like rather than breaking a marriage? why are we always stopped from doing so saying that "you are not in US and it doesnt go well here" kind of statements?

4) why dont we have the choice to say yes to what we like and no to what we dont! why do we need to throw a fake smile and get upset in life?

5) why cant we create our own paths in whatever we like than actually settling for those dusted paths created by unknown travellers?

6) why dont people understand that there are still good people existing in this world and all are not buggers who just mess around with anyone they come across...

7) why cant we have individual choices and live with humanity than getting involved in others life for no use?

these are just some of many.....

love ke baare mein!

2009-10-19T08:09:00.000-07:00

when every tom, dick, harry, rita, meeta and ....can speak about love...why cant I? so I am giving it a try...whats love?

1) for me there is nothing called true love or false love..there is only love...

2) i love many people in this world...but i am not in love with any

3) i love many things too...you see..sort of non-living love

4) i believe once i am in love.....i will never leave him till my death..but to fall in love is a big thing for me..

5) one would be faking if he/she says "pyar sirf ek hi baar hota hai.." naa....we love and also fall in love with more than 2-3 people in life time...its just that we dont tend to express or be with them for life time...

6) its not necessary that we love the one we get married to...every married couple is not a pair of soulmates...

7) its not necessary that we give our love an ultimate destination called marriage....we can still be in love and not get married...bonding keeps us close irrespective of the distance we live...

8) once the love is mutual...no matter what..it never dies...its eternal...but birth of such love is rare..

9) love at first sight does happen....but its legitimacy is a question!

10) sometimes we fall in love in first instance...sometimes we never fall in love -even if we are together and live close for decades

11) for those who are in love...they can understand the difference between lovemaking and having sex...

12) there is never a breakup in love...we just tend to get apart..yet we are deeply connected to each other and the bonding lives forever..

13) love happens to anyone irrespective of age, sex (yes it happens for some people..and we have to respect them!), financial status, caste, creed, complexion and all....

14) love means no business...its a spiritual and eternal connection which comes without pros and cons...

15) love never happens to those who are highly infatuated, as they feel its love each time they come across a man/woman

16) when we love ourself...we can/and are authorised to love others

17) love means no hatred and there are no killings/attacks/abuses....you dont tend to hurt your lover in any-which way!

18) there is no room for dislike and non-compromise in love...it happens when you want to do business..not love..

19) you can have multiple partners..yet love only one person....(this applies to some....no debate over this issue..any sensible person can understand what i mean)

20) love cant be explained..it can only be experienced...

i think i gave enough gyaan on love....i mean every word...and this is what i think...

unimportant emotions

2009-10-17T02:53:00.000-07:00

well i see people sending friend requests on various networking sites..
some add just for the sake of it...some add to know others...some add as they know each other...some add for other reasons....whatever the reason be....our friends' list keeps growing day by day....they are hardly our friends yet we are compelled to call them our friends...

how about removing them from the list? many people, very conveniently remove them...
some remove as they are pestered or spied on....some remove as they find some differences...some remove as they feel its not important...
why even add when you dont want them?
even i removed and added many people like that....but sometimes i wonder why i re-add or or remove them? i dont feel really comfortable when i dont see myself in others friends' list....

now comes the list in messengers....we have tons of them in our lists...we seldom talk/chat with them....yet we maintain a list for the sake of it...why even keep them when you have no time to atleast say 'hi' once in a year on your own? its not a wardrobe! why decorative pieces when you give no importance? i wish not to have such people in my list who never care to say hi....who cares ya...leave em for good!

now comes response to email....we keep fwding mails and messages....acknowledging them is ones own decision....the recipient has the liberty to acknowledge it or not.....but when you dont want to do it for life time...then why even receive mails? why not just block them rather than making the mailer- a fool?

now comes calls.....some people never build a habit of calling back....if you never call thats different....but if you are not responding to a call.....then why not pick once and just inform them that you dont want anymore calls?

i am not writing this mail out of frustration or whatever....but i am trying to scream that there is some basic etiquette which we have to follow...else i see no difference between us and other species....some emotions are still left in this world and its better if we understand them....time and work kill us for good...priorities keep changing....but not our instinct.....its better to be straight enough than be a hypocrite and fake oneself.....

some updates

2009-10-02T02:09:00.000-07:00

haven't updated my blog since a long time....so on my readers' request, i am posting some updates here

1) was down with viral fever, flu, cramps, and what not! enjoyed everything but swine flu. enjoyed the pamper by mom, sis and best friends who kept track of me 24x7. relished tons of coconut water and yeah shed some weight...the antibiotics were yuk and they made me sick...

2) our neighbour Mrs Rao lost her eye. Poor lady, she has this habit of spying on us each time our door bell rings....so, once while she was on job with an eye in the 'magic eye' of the door...her door bell rang..and in a hurry she pulled her face out and one of her eyes got stuck in it...poor woman...heard she is managing with only one eye now! the other eye is anyways on job....

3) went to kaminey and left the theater in the middle. thanks to the crappy wontons that i had before going to the movie...and the loud music and nonsensical drama....i had bad headache and puked on the pretty lady next to me in the theater (there was pinch of J also) ...and i came running out of the theater...

4) didnot shop at all....am running out of money and now my dad is keeping a track of each and every penny...he also has the list of dresses that i have now! gaawwwddd...i just asked him for another cupboard and he took away my atm card

5) learnt making chapathis...now i can make them without roasting/burning....they can be relished with any curry ordered from outside...am yet to learn how to make curries...and i dont think i can (want to) actually learn

6) am speeding up the process to find the man of my dreams...so sleeping a lot nowadays...

7) now am reading 3 books at a time....yeahh have been reading them since 4 months....

8) have stopped being online...as i feel...i have bugged everyone enough...time to rejuvenate my gtalk/yahoo messenger list

i think....i am done...more in my next post...

horrorscopes

2009-09-08T05:56:00.000-07:00

horrorscopes... predict everything (bhoot -bhavishyat -varatamaan..) are one of those favourites for elders and youngsters too.

i have been facing this horror since my birth and now as 'woman about to get married', its been a boon and a bane for me in many ways.
when am not liked, the guy's mother/father informs my dad that horoscopes dint match while my dad gets it checked and the pundit says they did match...hahaha...such a lame excuse..

when guy and myself like each other..these horoscopes do come as nightmares..
i still wonder about those silly astronomical things far above the sky who dictate our lives..arey yar..maine telescope say bhi unhe kabhi nahi dekha...tho yeh budh grah aur shukr grah kaha se aagaye mere zindagi mein? (or why dont some astronimcal scientist sue those kundli makers for misusing and misinterpreting the celestial bodies?)

yeahh another thing is being manglik ..manglik people want to get married to only mangliks...if it is a manglik girl..she can marry a tree, donkey or a monkey and then the non manglik boy! you might be knowing that technically abhishek is aishwarya's third husband...she was married to some neem tree then some ferns or crotons or some animal and then to abhishek...whooa...tho abhi abhishek ko kuch nahi hoga? (PETA people sleep at this hour....zzzzzzzz)

and then the gotras...people from same gotra are considered siblings...now yeh kaheka funda hai...you dont even know the traces of the boy ...you meet him somewhere across the globe..you like him...then you realise he is supposed to be your brother and you can not marry him! coz you have the same gotras...i need a breaaaaaaaaaaakkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk (rakshabandhan should be celebrated with them also)

then the gun (gana)-atleast 23 of them should match for the boy and girl...arey yar...kundli milaake kitne log pyar karte hai....(imagine people carrying their kundlis in their wallets and handbags and ask...hey dude whats your kundli?)
i think people who run programmes across the world need to understand that compatibility is also a major thing!

i know horoscopes are essential...but not to an extent that you miss on a nice person or a family in this stupid process....let it be just horoscope...not a horrorscope to buy/get married to nightmares in life!

man..i miss you...

2009-09-03T23:45:00.000-07:00

I am no fan of YSR..neither did i support him during elections. I never had a good impression on him and I always feel he made an upper middle class's life- hell. We have stopped buying toor dal (Rs80+/kg) and forgot the taste of some vegetables...the ever rising prices in his legacy never impressed us. I am talking loud..many of you might be thinking loud.... some of you might never want to say anything. but there is one thing that always mesmerised me about this 60+ youngman..that is his charisma..he won the hearts...i always told my parents that YSR surely knows how to offend before going for defence....he surely predicts the steps far before and thats an essential quality of a poilitician. he knows how to win - while losing the battle....he knows how to spring back if he lost the war....he has the guts and he showed them. his machoism is unbeatable and i bet he is a true MAN... i am pretty sure he is irreplaceable and we lost him!
RIP YSR...we surely miss you (atleast I miss you)

bday yoho...

2009-08-27T02:15:00.000-07:00

its my birthday again...time flew without giving a notice and i admit, i am thrilled and amazed by the pace with which my life is moving. now i am 27. oh..noo...i have no issues in revealing my age and i feel proud to be 27..lol...

i started receiving calls from 23 AUG and trust me i cut 4 cakes back to back. loads of messages. my 1GB memory card phone ran out of space..and i had to keep my mobile on charging continuously.
i felt like a princess and the day was mine. the treasure hunt by my sis, vamsi, sasi and trinadh, gifts and love by TP, everything was amazing. Mr RK made it a point to meet me..and Mr C flew down next day to wish me...the 27 gifts that he gave as part of my bday are just awesome..and what do i need in life...its been 4 days already....and am still getting calls and wishes...let it be belated thing...people are wishing me...
above all..i would also like to wish my mom'happy rebirth day'...as it was a rebirth for her when i came into this world...
everything in my life is special..and i have no complaints...
love you all

just a click away

2009-08-18T03:13:00.000-07:00

i always wished there was someone who can do everything for me....like a genee..sorts...just a phone call away and there everything is at your feet...booooooom..
my cousin also came up with such an idea and now he is donning the role of genee to everyone...
yeahh he created this website http://www.egrocerymart.com/

the groceries are just a click away and i bet you can place order by lazing on your bed!
thanks anna...you are a gem...hope you come to hyderabad soon...
for lazy bums like me..you are a wishy-washy person...
folks out there...go through this and grab your stuff...

a face that i see

2009-08-13T02:35:00.000-07:00

the face that i see is bold and beautiful
many emotions beneath the eyes
the strong will that is seen is awesome
but the shyness behind is seldom realised

attitude personified it is
arrongance is the thing that is seen
rudeness is what shown
love and affection are the sheen
ego throws you away
but it is the self determination that is unseen

the beautiful smile that it has
words beneath the lips are never said
the lovely curves are beautiful to look at
the pain inside the body is unknown
a mixture of too many emotions it is
warmth and care are its own

seems to be simple to read
but the pages are not clearly written
while everyone thinks it is quite open
no one knows whats hidden
proudness is poured out
it is self-sufficient smitten

a face that i see everyday
many thoughts and many questions
thats the face that i try to read
a face in the mirror that it is!

reason for divorce is marriage!

2009-08-03T03:58:00.000-07:00

am i not right? the very reason for divorce is a marriage! no marriage..no divorce!
but its not always right too...many of our parents are still living in harmony..then why not our generation?
is it ego? finance? compatibility? extra marital affair? mental illness? reasons are numerous and not one will accept the fault of ones own!
but then again..i am told my thought is wrong! may be i was wrong....marriage as an institution is set for us and we tend to move away from it by shunning the norms!
basically i see it as loss of trust and a sense of insecurity! when one can overcome it...am sure anyone can live with it!
may be even i need to overcome it asap..or else...i gotta be living with my eternal singleton status!
hopefully i would find someone worth living with... soon!
not losers for sure!

are you a virgin?

2009-07-24T03:32:00.000-07:00

"so you are a virgin..right?"
"excuuuuse me...."
'well i am just asking in case..if you are..then i can suggest a better groom for you"
"like a virgin male for me?"
"no...the elders were interested in it..not me...you know...you have been out of your home since a decade and you are a very brave/bold/enthusiastic girl (woman)....so i was insisting that you are not that type of girl"
"i think the signal is low...will talk to you later..bye for now"
i hung up and was wondering what people are upto? this is 2009 and you want to know if a girl is virgin before hooking her up with a man who is a sadhu and innocent (as they claim) ... just like the fresh one from mother's womb! come on give me a break!
what if i say 'yes i am' but yet am promiscuous...
what if i say 'no..i am not'...but yet i never had any relationship?
i obviously never mind if the guy (groom) have had n-number of relationships before marriage....let him be committed to me aftermath...even if he is interested in other girl after the wedding..i would certainly try to analyse the situation...talk about it and try to save the relationship till the last string than make a fuss out of it!
but why men want PURE women? or do they really care about it? most of my male pals are very generous and i am amazed by the way they accept women in their lives...i was wondering how lucky their wives would be to have them as their spouses (or do they just talk but still mind it when it comes to action?)
virginity is for the soul...not the body! a promiscuous woman might remain virgin through out her life even if she have had numerous relationships and vice versa!

guys out there! if you still think you need a virgin female....forget it! even if she is...she would never want a man like you! trust me.........

artistic me

2009-07-13T04:23:00.000-07:00

not many people know that am an artist (as in paintings)...i am dead creative and i can make you lose your hair (you will keep scratching it) when you see my work. I am truely amazing with colours and can paint anything and everything in red blue and green and sometimes black too. when I want to put white colour..i leave it intact!

let me share some stories of mine in my journey of painting....
I was in class 4/5 (i dont remember exactly) when my class teacher asked me to draw varieties of leaves....i could draw a leaf and it actually looked like a leaf...whooa...then my mom taught me to draw another leaf and till date I can draw it...I am so committed to it that I never ventured into learning the other kinds of leaves and the shapes...

Then I was in class 7 when I learnt how to draw a rose...till date i draw it as i saw it..call it my super catching brain or my memory skills...i never tried any other flower in my whole life...eventually...when i draw a rose...people recognise it that its 'swats rose'

Then when I was in class 11-12, being a biology student, I was supposed to draw moving creature in this world..I still remember how I used to take traces of everything! lol...

then one fine day my biology lecturer put a test and asked us to draw different kinds of stems...i drew trunks and she put a big oval around a picture which is somewhat round in shape...when she asked me what it was..i explained her that it was potato (FYI- potato is a stem biologically)
she gave me no marks and i told her that potato can be in any shape nearing a cricle and i deserve marks for the same.....she never gave me any marks after that...no matter how well i drew and made picaso jealous of me!

It was our zoology practicals...and again my zoology lecturer encircled a picture in my answer sheet. I tried explaining him that it was amoeba and it is shapeless (amoeba is shapeless unicellular bacterium) and he was not convinced. I yelled at him that i deserve marks at any cost as amoeba is shapeless and one cannot describe any shape to it...finally i managed zero marks and i was almost thrown out of my class... he didnot stop at that..he showed the pic to the whole class and I still have the grudge on him......grrrrrrrrrr

next comes this painting competetion by The Hindu people and i didnot even leave it....I went ahead and painted lord ganesha and lakshmi as a symbol of Indianism. I went to see the exhibit the next day....everyones painting was on display except mine...i was informed that some exclusive paintings were put on the table and the organisers thought that they were too exclusive to be included in the display...wow..I went along with my friends and discovered my painitng from the lot and my friends yet again remained puzzled after seeing it....gaawwdd..they couldnot recoznise lord ganesha....its just that his ears were not seen in the painting...creative me and dumbo them!

once highly inspired by a painting in my house..i tried to make a sketch of it and my dad told me that it resembled a transexual and asked me to reveal the true identity...damn..then i relaised that i am too creative and its just that people are unable to interpret my drawing skills...

i still appreciate all the painters in the world and encourage them. I know they can never reach my standards but as an artist I try my level best to let them know the standards of painting..Its been ages since I drew something...I shall do it soon and exhibit for you all...I wish it would be a feast for your eyes...

lately, this blog is inspired by my fellow blogger Mr Ramana http://kvramanas.blogspot.com/
ramana is an average painter and I keep leaving comments while he paints...he was so encouraged by me that he sent me 2 paintings by post (Thanks a ton buddy)
Now am planning to leave comments on all of his paintings so that I can fill my house with his art....well before I do it...even you can do that..just click on his url...check his paintings and appreciate them and leave your address...the next moment you have a surprise in your house..what a bumper offer it is.!!!.hurry up...offer valid till the stock lasts...
here is his paiting that he sent me...i could not retrieve the other one! (ramana is going to kill me after reading this)

well you can also share your artistic experiences...now I shall write about my other talents in my next blogs...keep reading....opppsss...keep painting...(people even say that I paint the city red sometimes...see there again I paint sometimes even without paiting) lol

kiss of her life!!!!

2009-06-26T04:53:00.000-07:00

the cool breeze was flowing through her cheeks and her hair strands were giving her a tingling sensation...she was in deep sleep and then there was her man of her dreams...he moved the hair on her forehead and she was yet to believe it...he slowly moved towards her..her heart was beating at jet speed and she could literally hear the sound...he drew close to her and she closed her eyes...he slowly kissed her on her cheek and she made a jerk...thats it...she opened her eyes and there he was sitting next to her...it wasn't a dream at all...the kiss was real...she sat straight and stared at him...she was sweating...he asked her how she felt about the kiss and she jumped out of the bed...he came closer and held her from back...she is now about to die...the moment was romantic enough for a teenage girl on a breezy cold winter night...but it wasnt for her...she moved out of his arms and rushed into another bedroom...locked herself inside and sat on the floor...

it was a kiss...a kiss that she never expected...it was a hug...a hug that she never wanted! tears were scrolling and she had no one to speak to...for she knew she was being sexually attacked...the man is none other than her uncle whom her father trusted and asked him to take care of this little girl.....

Love you Arpita :)

2009-06-20T00:58:00.000-07:00

Friends happen in life and one such friend of mine who has been my inspiration and motivation and my source of happiness is undoubtedly -Arpita. this little cute buddy of mine always reminds me of my confidence and tells me how important life is. she taught me to stay happy and thats how i learnt to live life to the fullest. here is a small gift from her...i received this email in which she mentioned that its a poem written by her for me!! and i must say there is a hidden poet in arps which is not known to many people.

Love you arpita. I am proud to have known you and be with you.

Maine tumhe karmo se paya,

Ab nahi hai tumhe khona.

Nahi milti dost tumhari jaisi,

Jo ho bilkul pyari, ma si.

Guzarish hai rab se hasti raho tum hamesha,

Rona pare gar tumhe kabhi to, khuda se hogi bari ek khata.

Paao tum har vo khushi, Jiske lie dunia tarastee.

Mile tumhe kamayabee , ye sapna maine dekhi.

Tum ho khuda ka noor,

dostoon pe chaya rehta hai tumhara suroor.

Dhartee pe aayi tum pari si,

Rehna hamesha foolon si mehki mehki.

Mehfil ho soona tumhare bagair,

Aaye nahi raunak tumhare bagair.

Ma ki pooja ka fal tum ho,

Tum aayi dharti par hasane har kisi ko.

Arpita. 10.25 p.m

how to stop nightmares!!!

2009-06-11T02:12:00.000-07:00

he- she says she misses me....awww
me- really? wow...whats happening
he - nothing much..a recent friend of mine...
me- awww..sort of love?
he- naa...but she misses me...
me- oh..really?
he - nothing ya..she says i should come back soon...seems she is having some nightmares
me- like what?
he- like..something wierd is gonna happen to me...
me - hmm
he - should i bother about it? she says that i should take care...
me- hmmm
he- i am also worried...will something happen to me? she says its been like that for a while now....
me- hmmm
he- what ya..say something na...
me- ask her to sleep less....

'miss'match

2009-06-09T05:31:00.000-07:00

rockingman met angelsmile on a matrimony site. they exchanged emails and decided to meet online. and they met...

rockingman- hey nice to see you here..

angelsmile- oh yeahh...same here...so how are you doing?

R- yes am good and what about you?

A-swimming through recession ..apart from that life is cool

R-let me tell you..you do have a great smile (flirts)

A-(blushes) thank you ...thank you..and i guess you must be a real macho man!

R- (feels great) so may i ask you where you work?

A- oh yes...i work for xyz company at so and so place..and what about you?

R-I work for ABC company at so and so place...hey my cousin also works with xyz company at your place

A- really? wow...then i can meet her and know more about you...by the way..may I know your good name?

R-ladies first..

A- oh..hmm..well am called as aditi mishra.

R- which place are you from?

A-so and so place...

Rockingman logged off instantly and never turned again...and for angelsmile- he remained as a mystery....

the only secret that rocking man knows and would never reveal is that ..angelsmile is his cousin... he was talking about!!!

steps of failure..climb them...

2009-06-06T02:20:00.000-07:00

many people fail...and they take failure as a stepping stone of success...i call them new age phoenixes! whoa...they discover the new steps and achieve heights!

but some people fail and fail and continue to fail no matter how many steps they climb...is it possible?

i guess yes...
here i call it steps of failure!

i would give anything in this world if any of you can climb these steps and say 'you are successful'

go green...by doing nothing

2009-06-05T02:31:00.000-07:00

world environment day again. june 5th always excites me as my identity is very much related to it! yeah as an environmental journalist i bug and dig people most of the times and ask them to go green! how about doing it now...i know it sucks to even think about compromising and sacrificing our interests to save nature..but how about not doing anything yet saving the planet???

here are some tips which could be adopted by anyone at anytime at any place!!!

1) washed your clothes and you have tons of water in your bucket???...wait..dont throw into the gutter..use the water to flush your toilets...there you go...reusing your water...see how simple it is...

2) washed your vegetables and throwing away the vegetable waste? wait hero....put them in the plants...as simple as that

3) how about buying a gen-x jute or cloth bag and wearing it across your shoulders while your goggles are on!! you look like a dude /chic...i bet it..now go for shopping and dump your stuff in it...dont carry polythene.. you look smart when you have cloth or jute bags in your hands than those branded polythene bags!! think about it honey

4) have you ever thought of having a well lit room? trust me and try this...switch on the lights only in the room that you are in and let all other lights and fans sleep (not at the cost of other people in the house) now see how well you glow in your own room...dont you think you would be saving lot of electricity??? think think..

5) decorate your balcony and corridor with small plant pots and flowers....see how beautiful it would look....it wont cost you more than 100 bucks..but definitely gives you million times of happiness..

6) whenever you open the tap..imagine you are using your credit card! i dont think you are dumb enough to over use your credit card!!

how about taking an oath to do all these stuff or atleast one of them? be at your home and save the planet!

GO GREEN...........zoooooom

say cheeeeeeeseeeee..click

2009-05-18T00:45:00.000-07:00

we all went to studios and got clicked. now dont deny it....see how we pose!!!!

( o mere dil ki raani ..llalalalala)

( women empowerment?)

(chandini...o meri chandini...)

(wireless telephone with cordless TV!!!!)

(courtesy- another fwd email)

Now share yours.....I am waiting...click click...

i wanna wanna !!!!

2009-05-14T03:22:00.001-07:00

i have been receiving this fwd email since long. whenever i read- i rofl. so i thought to share this with all my buddies who need a good laugh..

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These are actual ads. Grammar and spell errors have no place in a profile description as everything is straight from theheart!
Disclaimer : I am not responsible if you forget your basic grammar after reading this.....
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- Hello To Viewers My Name is Shekhar , I am single i don't have female,If anyone want to Marie to me u can visit to my home. I am not a goodeducation but i working all field in bangalroe.. if u like me u welcometo my heart...when ever u want to meet pls visit my resident or send uletter.. Thanks yours Regards Shekhar ~*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
i want very simple girl. from brahmin educated family from orissa stateshe is also know about RAMAYAN, GEETA BHAGABATA, and other homework
(Homework?)
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Wants a woman who knows me better and can adjust with me forever. shemay never create any difficulties in my life or her life by which theentire life can run smoothly. thank you
(The principle of running life smoothly was never so easy!)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
she should be good looking and should have a service. she Should haveone brother and one sister. she should be educated.
(ain't it unique !! 1 brother 1 sister criteria !)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I am a happy-go-lucky kind of person. Enjoys every moments of life. Ilove to make friendship. Because friendship is a first step of love. Iam looking for my dreamgirl who will love me more than i. Because i lovemyself a lot. If u think that is u then why to late come on ........holdmy hand forever !!!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
i am simple boy.I have lot of problem in my life because of my luck nowi am looking one gal she care me and love me lot lot lot
(I don't know why but this is one of my favorites)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~i want a girl with no drinks if she wants she can wear jeans in housebut while stepping out of house she should give respect to our cast
(by not wearing her jeans? Wat the hell...)
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HYE I AM A GOOD LOKING BOY,WHO HAS THE CAPABILITY TO MAKE ANY BODY TOLOUGH.I BELIEVE IN GOD AND ACCORDING TO ME FRIENDS ARE THE REALMESSENGER OF GOD. THE 3 THINGS I AM LOOKING FROM A GIRL ,THEY ARE 1.THEYMUST BELIEVE IN GOD.2. THEY HAVE TO LIKE MY PROFFESION AND THEY SHOULDNOT GET BORED WITH ME WHEN I WILL TRY TO MAKE THEM LOUGH.
(all of us are loughing{laughing})
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whatever she may be but she should feel that she is going to be someonebride and she must think of the future life if she is too like this shewould be called the woman of the lamp
(I am clueless, I feel so lost. Can anyone tell me what this boy wants)
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i love my patner i marriage the patner ok i search my patner and i lovethepatner ok thik hai the patner has a graduate ok
(I am again clueless but I liked the use of "ok". The person issuffering from "Ok-syndrome")
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HI IAM VERY COOL NUATHER OK MY HOBBY IS SEE T.V AND NEWS OK I HAVE 1 CARAND 1 BONWL OK MY MOTHER ALSO GOOD OK MY FARUET WORLD IS OK
(the "ok syndrome" again)
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I am pran my family history my two brother two sister and Father&mothersister complity marred
(somebody please explain in comments section how to get married'completely'?)
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iam very simpel and hanest. i have three sister one brother and parent.iam doing postal sarvice and tailor master my original resdence atkalahandi diste naw iam staing at rayagada dist.
(actually what is this guy doing? Postal service or tailor.??)
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my name is muhamad and i am unmarried. pleaes you marrige me pleaespleaes pleaes pleaes pleaes pleaes pleaes
(height of desperation!)
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I want one girl who love me or my mother. she love me heartly or shehavea frank she's skin colour 'normal'not a black or not a whitey.IThink the main think is heart if your heart is beautiful then you arebeautiful.but iam not a handsome guy or not a good looking. but my Mom say thatIam a good guy. My father already expired . THE CHOICE IS YOUR.bye bye.
(uttama purushan)
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iam kanan. i do owo businas.one sistar.he was marred.
(No comments)
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I AM LITTLE FAIR INDIAN COLOUR. I DON'T HAVE ANY HABIT.
(maybe the poor guy meant BAD habits)
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hello i am a good charactarised man. i want to run my life happily.idivorced my first wife.her charactor is not good'. i expect the goodminded and clean habits girl who may be in the same caste or other casteaccepted ...
(but credit cards not accepted..???)
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my colour is black,but my heart is white.i like social service(Zebra..???)
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i'm looking out for who lives in bombay , girl simple who trust me lotshould be roman catholic, LOVE ME ONLY.
(Now that criterion is a must, isn't it?)
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to be married on jan-2006. working woman perferable
(this guy has fixed the marriage date too! But he is yet to find abride.I wish him best of luck on behalf of all of us. I am sure he willget one soon.)
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i would like a beautyfull girl. and i do not want her any treasure.because girl is the maharani.
(Now she is going to be a lucky girl! Any takers?)
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ssc failed three times and worked with privated ltd company which notpaying salary at present.
(Any takers again?)

how blind one can be?

2009-05-06T23:41:00.001-07:00

was wondering how people accept new requests on face book and orkut or any other social-networking sites. blogs are no exception!! there are a couple of instances that happened even to my acquaintances where they realised well before they were trapped. unless untill people know each other very strongly, how can one trust the other and be so blind.

i just came across this article on yahoo news.

http://in.news.yahoo.com/32/20090504/1074/tod-it-could-have-been-me.html

how/why the hell did the girl go to his house? people are becoming crazy...this crave for new relationships and 'i dont care attitude' is growing among urbanites for no good. knowing people is not bad...but trusting them blindly is worst.

stay away from strangers buddies...this could happen to you as well..beware!!!!

success mantra

2009-05-04T02:32:00.000-07:00

behind every successful man there is a woman- so true it is

behind every successful woman there is no man- so true it is!!

proud to be single and successful

was it all just for fun?

2009-04-23T01:02:00.000-07:00

u made me laugh
u kept me happy all the time...
u tried to give me everything under the sun

we cherished every moment together
we lived through every happiness...
i felt its only u and i have none

now i need u so much
i know i am incomplete without u...
but u say it was all just for fun

finally a HOT DATE

2009-04-16T11:47:00.000-07:00

awww....am writing my blog after a month.....i know its tooo late...but trust me....life has been very turbulent since a month and i dint get a chance to sit-think-write a blog...now am back...

anyways..finally i went on a HOT DATE today....yeah,,,my friend Mr N and I went to watch fast and furious....this is the first time am watching the series and as soon as the movie started.. i asked N to explain the movie as i cant understand "English"....well he informed that the dialogues are in Spanish .....awww...... i almost remained silent for the next two hours.....

i was too furious to get back home as i was literally getting burnt...the sun blaze was at its worst...worst enough to cook instant noodles in a traffic-jam!!!!

finally i was back home and seems i had sunstroke...huh....

i know.... surely a HOT DATE to remember........

20 random things about me

2009-04-16T11:45:00.000-07:00

ok here goes the list...finally....

1) i am very moody
2) i give a damn to arrogance
3) i love animals
4) i respect elders
5) adoption is in my future plan
6) i am very courteous in nature
7) my parents are my inspiration
8) my life is mine and am answerable to none
9) i believe in humanity
10) for me love is essential and i connect myself with many people across the globe
11) i don't believe in marriage as an institution
12) i feel there should be dignity in whatever we do
13) i love my wardrobe
14) my sister means a lot to me
15) wooing me is the most difficult thing in this world
16) i enjoy every moment of my life...
17) i sound feminist but i am not...
18) my absence is surely felt among the loved ones
19) from vedas to vodka.....i am into everything
20) i hate suggestions!!!

awwwwww finally.....

the perfect reason

2009-03-15T02:17:00.000-07:00

its not you don't love me....its that you simply can't...

its your loss !!!!

not an easy job!!!

2009-03-10T00:40:00.000-07:00

I was lazying in a seminar session while Ms M threw this paper infront of me and was a bit irritated. I dint understand what it was and took it and saw a big photo of a girl who was naked and a write up on her....its been more than 6 months now..and i still read this piece.... go through it
http://www.bangaloremirror.com/index.aspx?page=article&sectid=1&contentid=2008072920080729145743750f65890e0&sectxslt

ok to start with....i love the article....ofcourse not for the way it was written but i can clearly see the attitude of Anjali who is very clear in what she wants in life. unlike many hypocrites and those in the veil of traditions and cultures, anjali surely made a niche in her personal and professional life.
i felt, i am no one infront of this woman who is as genuine as a crystal clear mirror without any faking attitude. purity is what we need in life....no point in watching porn secretly or throwing tantrums on opposite sex and faking to be clean....i compare them with a clean and tidy comode which inherently is dirty but looks clean for while....

i always wanted to know why sex workers are into the field...they r also women, they have emotions, they need a family and they need a supporting shoulder....to quench my thirst, i met this eunuch on necklace road one sunday evening....let me tell u...necklace road is a famous hangout zone in hyderabad near hussain sagar and one can find varieties of lives in every 3 feet distance...this eunuch bumped on to me seeking alms and i asked her to give me her phone number...she was taken aback and put a puzzled face....i assured her that i am harmless and i just want to talk to them....apparently she refused to give me the number and asked me to come to their place anytime...i accepted the invite.

i still dont know why i am writing this blog...but somehow i remembered anjali today and googled for her article and am penning it down here...may be i just want to say that we shouldnot judge people by what we look at them..its better to talk to them and conclude..(anyways we dont have anyrights to conclude about anyone)

lets respect each other!!!!!!

sikkim- virtual tour

2009-03-10T00:31:00.000-07:00

I have been to sikkim some 8 yrs ago and have fond memories of the place. It was our last family tour (apparently we became busy after that) and i still relive those memories whenever i see the pics. recently rahul, my batchmate at IIFM, told me that he was in sikkim. so i asked him about the place and he had many things to say...so i suggested him to write something about the place so that i can put it in my blog.....u can also check rahul's blog at http://www.roby2kin.blogspot.com/

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To start with the food habit of the people of Sikkim I must start with one things :- Sikkim is a very cold place situated in the foothills of Himalayas. People here mostly prefer Hot drinks and mostly love to drinks alcohol (either home made/ those availables in shops). As there is no tax on alcohols here the cost is way too less which motivates people to consume more of it and the cold adds up to the reason. The side dish that goes parallel with alcohol is Momos ( dumplings) Whether its chicken dumplings or mutton or pork dumplings or beef dumplings its kind of national food /snacks for the people of sikkim. I personally tasted all variety and loved it. People who really eat dumplings in morning as break fast or lunch or afternoon snacks. No one really needs a reason to eat these and each and every local food joint or resturant serves dumplings. Another stuff that really comes as a compliment with the dumpling is a chilli sauce which is locally made. You find these sauce every where though it compliments the dumplings in a great way but people here also uses these chilly sauces with various other food and even with chapatis :) There is a local drink alcohole which is made from fermented rice in house holds. People usually enjoy this drink in any of these local fuctions or household functions. Though I heard this one is really strong and nasty :) People here have more or less liking to chinese foods and chowmin is one of their fav...actually no one here like to have hakka noodles and most of them like to take grave noodles with pork, beef or mutton.. Chicken is least in the priority of the non veg food and pork is quite cheap in this place....The chilli pork is one of the most popular snacks which goes complimentarily with drinks. Though all these are quite natural but people here have a weird habit of eating dried monkey meat when they have malaria. Its a common belif that eating dried monkey meat in thier soups will help the body to recover in malaria....weird but i donno if it really works or not..... Though for someone who is comming to sikkim he or she must tastes the dumpplings and the chilli pork and if one dosenot have any problem in drinking then go ahead and booze as much as you can coz its really cheap here

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so how about a tour to this heavenly place???????

am confused

2009-03-08T03:29:00.000-07:00

today is international women's day...
i am 26 something and i feel i am now "a woman" and no more a girl...i have been going through many tides...lows and ups....life has been a huge roller coster ride for me...if i have seen the toughest days in my life...i have also seen success in many ways...so i believe in accepting the life as it comes to me....sometimes i am pissed off...sometimes i am thankful...am atlast confused....am now in a stage of life where i dont know what i want ....many factors are effecting me...from relationships to matters of hearts....from extra-marital affairs to economic factors..life has become turbulent...i understood that life of a woman is as chaotic as that of a man....well onething that i learnt is that to be strong and dynamic....

and now since morning....i have been receiving calls of HAPPY WOMEN'S DAY!!!!
huh i dont like to be wished....i believe in equal rights and say that if there is a women's day there should be a men's day as well...i might sound strange but i mean it....
yes, we do still live in a male dominant society but for me its an individual thing to prove oneself...if we have the talent and substance in us, no force can stop us.
many men take me as a feminist as i sound strong in my opinions..yes i am strong enough to be defeated and i can challenge male ego....but i dont do this with everyone.
for me sexual harrasments at work place, domestic abuses, eve teasings etc are nothing but the results of being weak...if a woman is strong and is self defensive...no one can harm her....

hey hang on...i know am sounding a bit philo....well there is another side of the story as well...
no one wants a strong gf...huh...sad me....all alone...i look ok ok types and no idea why men run away from me....may be i give them an assumption that i am too rude or whatever...off-late my mom is asking me to be a bit soft and inclusive...huh....

am a bit confused in life now....

a bit delayed

2009-03-02T20:43:00.000-08:00

oops my fellow bloggers!!!!..sorry for not posting all these days....should i tell u the reason?
well....my life has become hectic with loads of work ....lot of traveling....and above all...some deadlines...at the end of the day when i felt i am relieved of all my tensions...my lappy died an instant death and now i gotta give it a new birth or do the funerals for it...my mobile phone also died without any notice and i have been roaming around the service center like a loanwala...and yesterday my new iron box also died...gawddddddddddd......sigh
wish me good luck....am also going through some blues...not exactly like those-heart -broken ones...but somewhat similar...lol
but i bet...i shall spring back soon....
swats can never be gloomy ..........lol lol...

vday sans roses and cards

2009-02-16T10:21:00.000-08:00

i have been sleeping the whole day...thanks to my illness which keeps me shut in my room for days together sometimes....in the evening-myself and my roomies relaised that it was vday and we went out...i mean crossed the road and checked some (same old) stuff and bought some biryani for our dinner....had a small .....and then slept....huh....another vday in my life sans roses...cards and what-so-ever...after finishing quarter century of my life....swatsssssssssssss..u r fit for nothing....

wait wait...before i end this one....i gotta tell u that i have beautiful girlfriends....and arps is one among them...so this is her gift for me....

http://wwwarpiblog-arpita.blogspot.com/2009/02/friendship-beautiful-gift.html

what else can i ask for....my vday is complete now..........

love u all....i know i cannot love only one person at a time...am not that selfish...hahaha

swimming blues

2009-02-04T06:59:00.000-08:00

since my childhood i have always dreamt that 'i was getting drowned and suddenly i run my hands and legs and am floating and saved myself'....then after waking up i always told my dad that i swam in my dream and i now know how to swim....he used to throw that -u-kidddy- kinds of sarcastic smile and brush aside my dream project of non- learnt-swimming...

apparently...one fine day i slipped into a small lake and was saved by someone who actually knew how to swim.....that day i realised it was surely a dream and my dad was serious while he was laughing at me......well well well......

after few years.....i was rushing to my school on a rainy day and in a hurry to catch the bus i took the drainage canal route and as usual fell again into it......now please dont ask me how the experience was...i dint fall into a wine pool....i still feel nauseatic....huh....

then i decided to seriously learn how to swim and always dreamt of wearing those sexy outfits and swim in the blue waters while my drink was waited for me on the bay....

then came my flight journey from colombo where i had to cross the sea while flying....again again....i dint know how to swim and i was sure i was going to become a potential breakfast for the sea animals for a couple of days, if my plane decides not to fly anymore....and atlast thanks the huge turbulance....the plane was shaking as a rollercoster and i almost had a heart-attack....u can read the experience here... (http://swatsblog.blogspot.com/2006/11/dhadaaam-in-flight.html)

i again decided to take up swimming classes after fainting down and getting up saga....

then came my phuket trip - where i was gearing up myself for snorkelling and the sea visit at phi-phi islands.....the green waters and colourful fish were quite tempting and despite of having a life jacket and save guards...i couldnot swim and apparently i had to go through the shallow waters like a frog- jumping here and there....mind u....i dint swim....but i managed to crawl and jump here and there in the waters.....huh.....

and now i have ample of time and i am, this time, damn serious about learning how to swim and took it as a challenge and bought a swim suit for myself nearly two months ago......wait wait....its not a three piece or seven piece or whatever...anyway am not going to tell what it is like....

my mom was equally excited about my decision to take up swimming classes and for two months she bugged me about me joining the sessions.......and dad, as usual, took it lightly as he knows that am a potential source of income for many gyms and yoga centers in the city where i pay the fee and never show my face....

finally last week, i rushed into this-all-ladies-pool and asked the trainer to teach me how to swim....well she was equally excited about it and took the classes immediately....

then came the moment when i actually went inside the water and realised the story is somewhat different....i could manage to stop breathing inside the water and float....thats it...

my roomy Ms R who also joined the classes with me is now finding the pool too short to swim across...i saw her transforming into a shark from a small fish or a larva of a frog....

and ME....am still floating and struggling to move my hands and legs....i forget to do either of them and being a virgo...i always knew i hated multitasking....

today i asked my trainer if i could swim with only one hand as i am forgetting to move my two legs while moving my two hands...she almost fainet and threw a dirty gaze at me and wondered how would i swim with one hand....then i gave her an option to play the music so that i feel relaxed and might swim....and there she went and played the first ever -swimming class -song for a student like me who is drowning in the floating sessions..and the song was...."bedardi baalma...tujhko...mera mann yaad karta hai"....i apparently fell inside the pool after listening to the song and thanks to my never ending long legs which saved me from hitting the floor....

she punished me and asked me to float again and practice how to flip my legs even while watching tv....now am doing that while writing this blog...

if i am alive and not drowned...i shall come up with another one...ciao

i love him....

2009-02-02T09:47:00.000-08:00

i heard of him....and was curious to know what he is like..........

i saw him and felt -may be he was the kind of man i have been searching for........

i learnt about him and realised -my search ended........

that moment i realised - i love him.....more than anything...

whenever i see him....my heart beats faster......

i am bowled by his charisma.....i am stumped by his bravery......i am impressed by his life.....

i feel the gyrations whenever i see him......i know i love him....

i always stayed blank when people asked me who my favourite hero was......

now i have an answer....he is none other than...

SANDEEP UNNIKRISHNAN........

the real hero of our nation...he is still existing for me in this world...i think of him when i am low......he is the driving factor for many a youth....

SANDEEP...you always exist for us......

he is not a complan boy.....

2009-01-30T09:52:00.000-08:00

ok..........i started new lease of life now....well i mean...meeting new people and trying to know and explore things....and the strange thing is most of them are mallus...haha....yeah our very own coconuttiessssssss from god's own heaven, kerala......

here i would like to say loud that of all the guys i met till date...mallus turned out to be the most charming.....my house owner who happens to be a mallu told me one day while we were chatting that "mallus are irressistable".....he is true....they are the most charming....intellectual....fun and talkative and i am damn impressed....

but here i do have a complaint...a very strong one............."arey yar..kerala mein and in short..mallu log COMPLAN nahi peete hai kya?????? sab itne handsome hai....smart hai...charismatic hai....and dashing hai...lekin their longest hair strand on their intelligent head comes below my chin...... huh............grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr mujhe bahut gussa aa raha hai....kya karna chahiye aise logo ko???????????"

Mr H who happens to be yet again another mallu is as tall as me....he is so damn charming that i feel he is just.....wow......but alas....i have to put aside all my high heels and am surviving on my flats now.............

yar please kuch karo inka.....mere se kuch nahi ho sakta

am feeling sad sad sad.....

solitary state of mine

2009-01-18T22:19:00.000-08:00

am surviving on my own....that doesnot mean that i have been depending on someone...but off-late i realised, i am left alone in this beautiful world....seldom do i get calls and my mobile balance stays Rs 2 for 2-3 days.....i am reading books...watching movies...and shopping for myself and yes am enjoying this solitary state of mine....

strangely....am feeling all alone in this crowded world....may be everyone feels the same....

but am enjoying it.

what about you?

truth through my windowpane

2009-01-09T21:36:00.000-08:00

i sit in my chair next to this huge windowpane sipping not-so-hot- tea and look at the huge building next to ours....many a handsome men come out and serve themselves with a cup of garmagaram chai and relieve themselves with the lil chimney clamped between their fingers..i always wonder whats its like inside that beautifully decorated building...whats beneath those colourful glass panes.....what is it like inside their minds...now the truth is unfold....it is unveiled and i know that the chai relishers are having it not because they r hungry...but because they want to relieve themselves from mounting pressures....the purpose of lighting up lil chimneys is unknown but the truth is now known to everyone...

i still dont believe what i see...coz i know it is not completely true...i always adored him and inspired by him in many ways..... he set trend for what we are now and left many footprints for good...

this is just a passing phase and i know the truth that is unfold and unveiled at its worst is not at all true...i pray for his wellbeing and all those who are under him....

the truth that i am talking about is "satyam's buzz", the building next to my windowpane is satyam hitech city office and the chai relishers are satyam emlpoyees...

i see them everyday and hopefully i will see them everyday....

not a good year till date..

2009-01-09T08:14:00.000-08:00

2008 sped off unknowingly.....those 365 days were the most happy days of my life where in i was left with all the memories to cherish....and moments to relive...i call 2008 as year of relationships..where i met most memorable persons...some very interesting and some very impressive..i learnt lessons and taught many more..lol..my career took a rocket pace and i had special bonding with beautiful people. an eventful year it was...

now 2009 is ahead...and i strongly say it hasnot started off well...i call this year as break-up year..yes...i have seen my friends crying their hearts out since jan 1st....let it be in terms of love or friendship or family...everything is on rocks for all of my dear ones..including me...

i have gone through one of the worst days of my life in the start of this new year- where in i swore not to talk to few of my old friends...yes i dont call them my friends anymore....am hurt badly for many reasons and lost faith in many things...huh...may be everything happens for a reason..lol

hopefully...the year would end on good note...and my prayers for everyone on this earth......

have a happy year ahead...

tagged for good...lol

2009-01-05T06:38:00.000-08:00

Nikhil (http://hyderabadipotta.blogspot.com/) tagged me in his blog and asked me to update... so here I go...check it out...

1. If your lover betrayed you what would your reaction be?

----> awww...meri billi mujhse meow???

2. If you could have one dream come true which one would it be?

----> I am totally in shape ..say like some super model...its truely a dream for me to lose that extra fat...huh

3. Whose butt would you like to kick?

----> any beautiful girl's who is being watched...

4. What would you do with a billion dollars?

----> go for beauty treatment and those costly cosmetic surgeries...lol

5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?

----> I am already in love with few of them...unable to control traffic...

6. Which is more blessed: loving someone or being loved by someone?

----> being loved..i can get more and more gifts..or else i need to buy for them..what ya say?

7. How long would you wait for someone you love?

----> not more than 15 min...am very impatient..

8. If the person you like is secretly attached, what would you do?

----> awwww....now i neednot worry and reveal my attachments...

9. If you could root for one social cause which one would it be?

----> eveteasing....i would totally remove it....

10. What takes you down the fastest?

----> acceleration due to gravity...

11. Change of quest..... What's your main Aim in life?

----> eat ..sleep...and wish for some cholorophyll in my body

12. What's your fear?

----> Losing all my teeth..my hair...

13. What kind of person(s) do you think the person who tagged you is/are?

-----> kinda dreamy person...

14. Would you rather be single and rich or married and poor?

----> single and rich....(i can always go out with whomever i like)

15. What is the first thing you do when you wake up?

----> sleep again...

16. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously who would you pick?

----> i would dump two of them and go for the third...

17. Would you give all in a relationship?

----> i dont think i have enough money to buy all

18. What's eating you now?

----> nothing can eat me in this world..am so tasteless...

19. Do you prefer being single or in a relationship?

----> obviously SINGLE...which i am...

hehe..lot of fun....

now I tag

Chaitanya

Somal

Prash

Vikram

Arpita

fill it up...hehee

wish u all :)

2009-01-02T11:09:00.000-08:00

hey all... happy new year....i have been so busy.... so busy.... so busy.... that i hardly had anytime to sit and write and wish you all....awwww..trust me....my gfs are in the town and as usual i had a blast on 31st night....my new year started off with an unforgettable moment with my close friends and i wish i have this happiness through out. ....and would also like to share this with everyone whom i know and whom i dont...

i wish everyone all the very best and hope to see and shower love throughout...

happy new year once again...

gharelu swats......

2008-12-23T10:22:00.000-08:00

what is it like when you are too lazy to do anything..i have been ...since a month....situation made me jobless and i bet i had the best days of my life. thanks to the fast growing cholestrol in my body, i grew up few inches diametrically and lost a bit of unwanted tan...took care of my hair and skin which i never did in my life time...and added to these, i started cooking as well...guess what????? i started making desi rotis from those "continental" ones and now i manage to make them something nearer to circular (though u can find some angles here and there) and burn them with just small black polka like dots and not those usual black islands...which almost resemble craters caused by meteors and asteroids..see what an improvement...

and now i cook varieties of dal with different combis and almost all curries...and became an expert in rasam and sambar...my dad is appreciating me..thats enough lol...

apart from these, i am watching daily soaps......i dont remember any serial that i followed after jassi jaisi koi nahi..now i watch "utaran, jaane kya baat hui and baalika vadhu...and ofcourse nach baliye, chote ustaad, dancing queen, mtv roadies and some movies on HBO and telugu and hindi flicks...finishing the movies which i missed in life time...huh....i also got new spects with increased eye sight...now i look far more beautiful in the new black- grey frame...lol lol....

redecorated my house and became a maid in my own house..from feeding fish in the aquarium to cleaning the washroom and ceilings...i am doing everything.. (i never knew..half of the city's dirt is in our house) huh....and in the process discovered some new but dusted books which were covered by something called mud, sand and what not...so finished, chicken soup series, and everything happens for a reason and half of upanishad kalpatru...yeahh i am reading some spiritual stuff also..now i eyed on jane austen and reading sense and sensibility...leme finish this...

and guess what ???? i developed interest towards music...wait wait...not bollywood and telugu stuff...i am talking about angrezi and pardesi beats...yeah earlier i was just aware of brazilllll lallaall...and everynight in my dreams...now i listen to angrezi and also downloaded arabic, japanese, spanish, konkani music and enjoying every bit of it.. (for god's sake dont ask me to sing..)

now i call this as life...what else should i ask for...and hold on..i have something else to say...but not now.......wait and see.........lol....ok ok..let me get back to my hobby now...time to enjoyyyyyy.............byeeeee

swats' century

2008-12-17T08:56:00.001-08:00

millions of thoughts..trillions of words....some new friends...very strong fights...some mischevious..some very serious...some stupid.....and some naughty....colourful.....colourless...frustration..love..friendship....opinions.....relationships..breakups...

wishes.....mourns...reviews...experience.....laugh.....cry...tears..smiles...comments.....compliments...

my blog has been my best friend ever and i always felt as if i possessed it..now i crossed 100 postings and i feel it as an achievment in my own short sweet cute and very beautiful picture perfect world...

100 postings and different hues...but only one blog... thats my blog. one and only- www.swatsblog.blogspot.com

some unknown face in the crowd

2008-12-16T06:35:00.000-08:00

which class are you in?

7th

whas your score in the class

above 50%

whats your name?

krishna

why are you working here?

there is no rice inthe house. so working to earn money for the day

for how many hours do you work here?

from 4.30 pm to 12.30 am

how much are you paid?

Rs 40

do you often work here?

no.sometimes when we have nothing to eat

hows the work?

when there are customers..work si heave or else its ok..

does anyone beat/ scold you

no..never

at what time will you back home?

1am

will you miss school tomorrow?

no i will get up and go..

do you need money for school fee?

no ours is free..

Krshna is just another tiny tot wth a slender body and an innocent face, who is trying to make the ends meet in his family while going to the shcool......he is genuine enough to say that he doesnt require money for fee..i assured him and gave him my telephone number to call him in case of emergency..i wonder if he would ever call me for anything...but i say...honesty is still exisiting... (am sorry i couldnot stop child labour here..i only fought with the owner of the hotel and he asked me to file a police complaint against him)...

where are men?????

2008-12-10T08:58:00.000-08:00

where are men??????? i wonder where are men????

all good men are either married or engaged or taken away or too old to date or short in height...ufff

where are men??????? i wonder where are men????

friendship rediscovered...

2008-12-06T06:22:00.000-08:00

"make sure he finishes his whole lunch and doesnt leave anything" said J's mom and packed the lunch box. i went downstairs with him and got into the rickshaw...this happened for 5 years. we played together, flew kites on the terraces, hide and seek in our whole locality, did homeworks together, prepared for exams without any competetion...J's home became my second home. since i missed my mom every evening, J's mom almost became my second mom. while my mom filled my breakfast plate with idli and curd rice, J' mom fed me with bread and jam..i had two homes and our friendship blossomed like fresh garden...we never fought and neither did we realise that anything could seperate us. one fine day J told me that he was going to his native place and would meet new friends and study there...i was equally excited about the whole idea and never though that I would miss him....finally during our summer vacation, J's family left for their native place. this happened in 1992 when I was too young to discovere my emotions and felt that friends are like that and being a KVite, it was quite obvious for me that no classmate of mine would stay for long...

time passed by and slowly, i grew into a teenager and then a woman...but J has been in my mind and never forgot him...i felt his absence and always wondered about the unseen yet felt emotions...with the invention of internet, I searched for him desperately in every possbile way. I checked each and every nook and corner, posted wanted columns...searched the BSNL landlines and what not...I failed by all the means...now its been 16 years yet his memories are fresh...i always thought of him as very smart boy who wore neatly pressed uniform and was highly organised. ... i always wondered, how he would look like...

thanks to orkut, i could locate J's kid brother whom I knew as the 4 year old kid then...and thus i discoevred J as well...i called him up and for almost minutes together we were just sobbing and nothing else... both of us knew that we missed each other so much and we cannot compensate these 16 years at any cost...now finally I met him...i remember him as the shcool boy..but J is more handsome now..he has all the charisma in him and i realised, He is the most handsome boy I have ever met in my whole life....J, who is a techie now is still the same old school boy who is very down to earth and kind to everyone...he is a complete man now...i couldt not believe the moment and both of us wished we could go back to our shcool days and relive every moment...

J, who has always been in my mind will remain my bestfiend forever...he is one of the few men whom I loved from my heart and I know we would never miss each other at anycost...

J is now getting married to this beautiful girl and I wish both of them very good luck...friends like J are the best example of human relations where- "though the relationship is unseen and absent, emotions are always understood and felt"...

I would never miss you again J....love u...

a letter to my soul

2008-12-01T18:54:00.000-08:00

Dear Soul,

I consider you as my best friend. You have been with me since my birth. It was a long life journey with you where you showed me the right path...you are so true and so genuine. your transparency taught lessons of life.

When i was a kid, you patted my shoulders and encouraged in every step of mine. you made tough exams easier and never left me in the mid of crisis. i have always banked on you.

when i was a teenager, you made me realise -i am unlike other girls. i might not be as beautiful as other pretty girls in the college, yet you gave me a shape that was always adored by the near and dear.

when the storms were my way, you taught me how to swim against rather than run away.

when i was falling and thought of leaving my body, you convinced me to stay back and gave me a rejuvinated life filled with an understanding and maturity.

When I was in the transition phase of becoming a woman from a girl, you sustained my confusion. you always answered me when i was smothered by questions. you are my first source of compassion which i can trust upon. you assured that you are always right and can never be wrong in any which way.

but i must confess that i have been trying to run away from you. i ignored you for bad and now i repent. yet you stood by my side. your patience made me realise that ' ours would never leave us'.

i might not be as beautiful as other dazzling women of my age, but u gave me the inner beauty of which many are jealous.

i might not be having all th eluxuries in this world, but you gave me all the comfort that i need.

i might not be in love with anyone..yet you made me love everything and everyone in this world...

you filled my heart with love and compassion.

I am beacuse of you.

my dear soul, you were with me when i was born, i know you will be with me when i reach mortality, yet you would wander around in this heavenly world replenishing the joy of life...

my dear soul, i love you so much and thanks for being with me...

i dont mind killing em...

2008-11-28T04:01:00.000-08:00

i got up in the evening from my sleep and i was happy that the four dread terrorists were killed... i was happy for Naseerudding shah and his well executed plan. wait wait...i came into my senses and checked where i was and realised i was comforting myself on my bed. shit..i rushed into my hall and switched on the tv and found the terrorists still with the hostages..huh...i wish i killed everyone. i dont mind being imprisioned for killing such cockroaches and pests. it is not crime. what ya say..

i remember one of our professors saying this, which i feel is cent percent true.. "yeh pakistani log kya sochte hai apne apke baare me...agar saare Indians ek saath ek bucket paani leke unpe fekenge..to unka poora desh doob jayenge...yeh hamari kamzori nahi ki hum unhe kuch nahi kar rahe hai..yeh hamari achchayi hai" so true it is...

well the news is still on, its been 40+ hours and still 2-3 bastard are creating nuisance. i wish and i pray for their death. it seems everything is so easy for them..look at their arrival..they came on boats, got down at mumbai, took rest for some time..must have had chai samosa and then back to action...i dont want to comment on anyone or the system here as we are already doing our best.

i hope every such bastard dies out of some dreadful disease or get killed...i dont mind doing that...if i need to save my nation...

may we get peace soon..

being alone....

2008-11-27T10:55:00.000-08:00

it is 12.30 am now. i just came homeafter watching the much hyped movie dostana. i have been longing to watch this movie since i saw its promos. reason could be john or abhishek or Karan Johar's style...i like everything. this movie has certinly created riffles in my personal life..there were rifts, misunderstandings, explanations and everything..well..let me come to the point...

i was all alone in the evening and thought of going out with my roomy. thanks to the thanks giving day..she has a holiday today..well i dont really get to see her even on diwali or durgapuja..but i can meet and talk to her on special days like halloween's day or thanks giving day..thanks to US jobs...she asked me if i were ok with the idea of going to a pub..well..i was ok..but after watching Tv and the terrorist attack, somehow i was out of mood...so i gave up the idea of wearing those jittery clothes and hitting the dance floor...i was neither ok at home after spending almost 6 days inside 4 walls..i pulled out the newspaper and checked for dostana and rushed to the theater all alone..took the ticket..and was inside the hall..i was sandwiched between 2 families and enjoyed the movie...

i would say i was alone, single, hasle free in the theater. i was wondering if i could find anyone else like me..hahhaa...no one...all of them are either families/ couples or group of friends..whoa..i patted my shoulders..and felt proud...i came out of the theater and it was 12.15am...sharp midnight yet i wanted to drive back..i took out my scooty, and enjoyed the drizzle all along my drive and i was back home...

i was gloomy in the evening that i had none to go out with.. i am not ok with the idea of going out with anyone..let it be my close friends..i dont really feel comfy....so in the elimination process of choosing one close friend of mine with whom i can really hangout, i am left with myself...i realise i am my best friend and i love myself...i am my company and i am my soul...

i might sound as a narciccist...but i dont really care as- being a single, individual, beautiful, bold, pretty- woman- is itself a pride and i have everything of it...

I am SWATS.....

to my girl friends

2008-11-26T08:53:00.000-08:00

my blog is surely my best friend which bears me as I am. ...i love this space of mine. well..i realised who my true friends are..i am blessed to have my gang as my support always...but before i say anything i would like to say that am one of those highly egoistic individuals with loads of attitude that can push you back even before you try to approach me...sustaining me is highly difficult and i believe only few could do it...yet..am very kind hearted and soft ....am like that neatly written peom where you can read me well but certainly fail to understand....no one understood me till date except a few...here they are...

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....

trayee-- i recall her as the girl with only one ear..yeah her another ear was always covered by her extra large reliance handset...i moved into her room after some ok and not oks....and then life has been a celebration..everyday and every moment on campus was ours...i learnt to be patient as she is a true piscean who never even washed her clothes. i did that job for her many times as i wanted the room to be extra neat and tidy (virgo me..huh)...she was like that large sea who can take any damn thing in this world..i cried, laughed, joked, taught her, woke her up at wee hours for her..and she always made me feel secure...she assured she's been there with me...we are still together...she made me taste vodka..she showed me what life exactly is...if people call me bold then i say my boldness is born through her...she is my spinal cord and the very reason for my happiness..she was/is/will be there and i know we are always together..

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..

those 85 hours...

2008-11-26T04:44:00.000-08:00

i closed the door behind me and came inside...left my sandals near the front door and took the steps down to the hall. it was 5pm and my buddy/roommate was leaving for good. she has plans to settle in bangalore..ehh??? alright....i went inside my room and was feeling nauseatic. so lay flat on bed and my mind was smothered with many thoughts.....it was weekend..and i was in my closed room sitting silently..huh..it never happened...it was saturday when i used to scream on my editor to finish the programme...it wasnot happening...it was the evening of the most waited day of the week...when me and my roomies always hangout..it wasn't happening...it was different....i was sitting and staring at the roof...thinking of nothing ..yet i knew my mind had some zillion thoughts screwing it up...it was almost 7pm and time to say good bye to my roomy...tears were scrolling down...and after dramatic farewell..she left and i was inside my room again..all alone...then i realised...my friends??-i am not in touch with them...my work??- i left my job and i am jobless!!! my roomies??they are no more with me..i wanted to cry but i didnot..i wanted to go out..but i didnot...i wanted to watch movie..but i couldnot..i did nothing...and today morning i realised i have spent almost 85hours inside a room...i dint see the daylight..i dint step outside the door...i dint meet people...i havenot socialised...huh...i certainly broke the record of my life...i dont know how i spent 3.5 days inside a house..may be read books..talked to friends on phone and online and slept...these few hours of my life are surely memorable and i believe..everyone experiences such hours once in life time...did you??

shirdi trip- another lesson

2008-11-05T02:53:00.000-08:00

we were back in the railway station waiting for our beloved train to come and pick us..huh...me, mom and grany had hot pakodas and were involved in a candid conversation...we could hear someone singing devotional songs on the platform...and thought it must be a group of pilgrims who are still in the hangover of darshan...it was clearly audible and sweet to hear....i took out my book and resumed reading it while the elder ladies were chitchatting something which i wasnt bothered about...this little girl from no where appeared infront of us...she was cute...very sweet..beautiful -i must say...but in torn and soiled clothes..with a glass in her hand..she was begging and i couldnt say anything else..she was hopping from one to another and was actively walking around the hall..and suddenly dissapeared...we heard the announcement and came on to the platform...and stood near a bench resting our luggage...

there was this woman sitting on the platform and seeking alms...she was blind..she was singing the same devotional songs which we heard a lil while ago...then i understood..it was her not any group..she was so melodious...i felt for her and tears rolled out of my eyes..and suddenly this little cute girl popped up and sat next to this blind woman..she is her daughter!!!

the mother stopped singing...pampered the kid for sometime...drank some water brought by her kid...touched her softly on her hair...pulled her into her lap..and opened some packet and started feeding the child...she was blind but not her love....i was stunned by the scene and by the time i came into senses..my mom and grany were gone searching for the coach and i had to pull myself through the crowds and rush into the compartment...

shirdi trip- another lesson---another small yet effective moment...love forever...

shirdi trip- IT HAPPENS ONLY IN INDIA

2008-11-05T02:21:00.000-08:00

yes...it happens only in india...check how..
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

shirdi trip- nostalgia

2008-11-05T02:07:00.000-08:00

its been long long long since we visited shirdi...may be more than 2 decades....shirdi trip always gave me fond memories...guess what...when i was kid, i was lost in railway station while on our way back home from shirid...huh...railway authorities caught hold of me crying on the platform...gave a loud announcement and i met my parents in a dramatical way...i still remember the incident...i was some 6 yrs kid and we all went in a group of 3-4 families...i got lost...was rediscovered...anyway...thats past..now let me reveal some really nice pages from my shirdi trip which lasted for just few hours to be precise....keep reading...

bday of my blog..

2008-10-31T02:48:00.000-07:00

guess what????????? its been 2 years..yeah...TWO SOLID YEARS since i started blogging...na na...i started blogging even before that..but swatsblog is 2 yrs old now..

87 published posts and 5-6 yet to be published posts....the journey has been soft, lovable, affectionate and everything..i always had a pleasent experience blogging as I am quite open for ideas, views, thoughts, opinions and criticism. Hence, my journey has been a pave of roses and I enjoyed every bit of it.

i posted my experiences, incidents, vented out my feelings, frustrations, showered my love and shared my shoulder...expressed my thoughts and penned whatever i felt like..

my readers have always been an inspiration for me...they showed me so much affection that i became very good friends with some...had fights with some...motivated some...got inspired and yeah..i would say more than 10 people have also started blogging..whoa..what else would i ask for???

my blog has been my best friend since then...whenever i wanted a ventillator..my blog served the purpose...

i am very happy today....and i owe this happiness to all of you who have been with me...

love you all....

happy birthday swatsblog...

life in 7 seconds...

2008-10-13T04:14:00.000-07:00

life in 7 seconds

7th second- this pigeon flew from no where and started screaming

6- the security gaurd lifted it and

5- opened its beak and

4- blew some air

3- blew air again

2- pigeon winked

1- its not moving anymore

0- the life just left it...................

today, i witnessed a life vanishing in seconds..may be this is called death...i saw it for the first time in my life...

i saw it suffering....i could hear it screaming for help...i could sense its struggle to still be alive...i saw it moving its legs for the last time...i saw it flipping its wings for the last time...i saw it winking its eyes for the last time....i saw it taking deep breathe for the last time...i saw it moving its neck and finally hanging it forever...

it taught me that life is just a flash of light...the moment we see it...we are no more...

it taught me that life is unpredictable..the moment we are about to lose it..we are done...

it taught me to live the present...this moment will never again come...

may its soul rest in peace...

i cant type anymore..my eyes are misty....

i won lottery

2008-10-01T00:32:00.000-07:00

yeah..u read it right..finally after a loooooooooooong wait....i won lottery...let me be nostalgic for sometime..i still remember those kiosks..where lottery tickets were sold...those colourful tiny tickets have always mesmerised me. i used to wonder if i can buy one. once i asked my dad if he could lend me Re 1/- ...when he asked me the reason obviously he got bounced over my interest and literally threatened me to beat to hell if i do so...i never knew he would be so angry..ofcourse he has every reason to be..coz...none from his family might have ever thought of buying a lottery ticket...and i bumped out as a surprise..rather a shock for his life time..."hai ram meri beti...lottery ticket khareedna chahcti hai..woh bhi 8 years ke umr me." 'i never dared to buy one afer that but had huge discussions with my buddies on what i would do if i get luck with a lottery..i never even got a single penny or small gift through scratch cards....each time the scratch card shouts.."better luck next time"..i can visualise the sarcastic smile that the empty scratch cards throw at me..uff..no issues....

i used to play the lucky balls game in melas (exhibitions) where we need to buy 5 plastic balls for Rs 10 and throw them in the rows..the count gives us the gift...the gifts range from a small plastic frame to colour TV..wow..colour Tv at Rs 10. i bet its something beyond temptation...i played it some n number of times...and i managed to win tooth brush, a comb , detergent cake and some other -not-so-useful stuff and convinced my dad that each of them would worth Rs 10 atleast..(just saving my head..) lol

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 :)

tony did it

2008-09-25T04:03:00.000-07:00

any one can achieve anything...its just that we should have that will power to do....today my friend proved it right. his dream has come true...here i would like to say that he has been dreaming about this project since a long time (why wouldnt he? afterall he sleeps alot..)
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)
love ya

it is heavenly....

2008-09-22T22:00:00.000-07:00

i am lying flat on the ground. my head cosily resting on the floor. i am relaxing. my mind is slowly tresspassing the lines of conciousness and i am about to enter the sub-concious stage. (you never know when you - actually sleep. generally, we just lie down and sleep without our notice.)

but this time, i know i am going to sleep. the sudden switch is heavenly. i am happily sleeping now..it is heavenly.

my hands are stretched...am slowing spreading my wings. my body is lifting up...and now my legs. am in the air. i am flying. the movement is heavenly...it is heavenly

i am moving now. in the middle of the clouds...a soft and swift movement....but there are small thumps and bumps....yet i dont care...i am moving...it is heavenly...

i can see the images of my mom...she is calling me and screaming at her pitch to wake me up...but i dont want to....i can still see her face...yet i am enjoying my flight....it is heavenly...

now i have taken a break from my journey...again lying still...relaxing like never...enjoying the blissful sleep...it is heavenly...

i can distantly hear some crowd yelling, shouting and talking aloud...it seems, they dont want me to sleep....i have no clue why they want me to wake up....i am in heaven and dont want to miss the joy...as the whole feeling is heavenly...

the rain is on its way...its pouring down....the drizzles softly touched my cheeks...it is heavenly...

as i am enjoying the rain...it became flood...the water is on my face...chill is running down my body...i dont like it..it is no more heavenly...

i slowly opened my eyes...i saw something different...is this the true heaven where i see differently coloured walls, strange faces, some are worried, some are saying "yes she is there"??? who are these people...its not my home...not my room...the faces are not similar...oh this is heaven...again it is heavenly...

now i am forced to open my eyes...it seems, all the people from hell want to see me...i opened my eyes...i dont know them...but now i can identify one face..its my mom...but why is she is crying? i want to get up...i cant move...my hands and legs are dead...something warm is coming out of my nose.... my head is banging me badly...i want to go back to sleep...and i lied down again....it is heavenly....

i dont know where i am...i only remember that i was on my bike and this car suddenly hit me from back...i flew a few feet...i fell down...this heavy thing called helmet is thrown away from my head....and i am lying flat on the ground...it was heavenly...

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...

Tom and Jerry on serious note

2008-09-15T22:47:00.000-07:00

how many of you have not watched TOm and Jerry so far. None of you..right...it is a show which is liked by everyone and the fun in it is never ending. my mom is an ardent fan of the show and she calls it a stress buster!!
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.

Ganesh Puja

2008-09-09T03:36:00.000-07:00

Ganesh Puja- a festival that always unites our families. I never missed Ganesh Puja in my whole life. Hence, like any other year , I was at home and joined my parents. My lil angel missed the puja as she coulnot get leave (sad :( ). I told my dad that I would join him for the shopping to buy the Idol, puja stuff and others. SO, we were out in the market. I bet, India is a hub for entertainment particularly on the days of festivals. The whole crowd is on the roads with colourful stuff being sold on the road side and people screaming at their pitch and many others bargaining at their best. I love to freak on roads during puja days and make sure even I buy everything. As usual, my dad asked me to bargain and buy the flowers. He asked me to get lotus flowers and gave me Rs5. I bought two and he got furious over my bragaining tactics, as they could have been bought for Re1 each. lol. I missed it and I thought I would prove my skills this time. So there was this banana leaves vendor and i asked him to give us some. now check my bargaining skills-

me- how much?

vendor- dus ka saat rupaya

me- dus ka saat rupaya kyo? dus ka dus rupaya me do na....

vendor- ehh??? memsaab...dus ka saat rupaya

me- nahi..bahut jyada hai. dus ka dus rupaya me do varna jaao..

vendor--ehh????

my dad - ehh?

another shopper- ehh??

hehe...i won the bargain and i thot i made the best deal when my dad shouted back at me, called me an idiot on the road and bought the stuff for Rs 7. He later asked me to shut my mouth while shopping and I was left with no other option. booohoo

I decorated the Mandap and did Puja. It is our ritual to do puja to our books as well. So, my mm asked me to get some of my books...i had only Catch 22 with me which i am reading right now. I asked my Dad if I could do Puja to my Passport for which he gave me a serious look and I again shut my mouth. I read the mantras and the story and felt happy to twist my tongue after a long time.

In the mean time, my mom prepared some 15 dishes. the usual Modak, tomato chutney, pulihora (tamarind rice), kheer, buurelu (a sweet dish) and many many many more.

No one can miss being at home during such occassions. We all wore the new dresses gifted by our angel. yeah she bought them for all of us with her first salary (I wonder, she grew up so fast and is earning..wow)

myself, dad and mom had fun, watched TV, talked for hours together, went for some shopping in the evening, visited friends and came back home.

This Ganesh Puja was certainly filled with fun and I am looking fwd to many more in the future.

May he shower blessings to all.....

waiting for the perfect man...

2008-09-05T23:49:00.000-07:00

hhehee..couldnot stop laughing at this pic...its so funny..and so true...hahahaa..enjoy

lol...i know you will shoot me now... ;-)

everyman..at the end of the day just needs s..

2008-09-02T02:17:00.000-07:00

I wrote this as I got furiously frustrated after seeing my friends crying their hearts -out. Hence I thought of writing something on men who seriously screwed their lives and thus this piece was born. After writing this I received many calls from my friends asking me to delete the post as they felt I am turning into some despo female. Oh no! i am not- not at all. I would never delete any of my writings as I write my mind. Enjoy this and let me know if you have some comments. No point in getting offended :) - chill buddies :)

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yes...i know you will screw me after reading the title and the content. but this is a universal fact. at the end of the day....all men want sex...i love this quote- "Indian men are like mice- always searching for holes". I know how true this is....i wanted to write this blog long back but thought ...no point in writing by generalising my individual perception. but recent conversations with some of my buddies triggered my thought and i am penning it down.

recently one of my friends had a break up and the basis for it is...s--, which they fondly call it love making. i dont understand the difference????? the girl was quite resistant and the boy couldnot help it out but call it quits...wow...can anyone see the intensity of love in this affair???? ahhh...

another friend of mine found her new love and she has all the happiness in this world. she wanted to marry him and vice-versa. she is all gearded up for the wedding prep when suddenly this guy popped up with a not-so-interesting proposal- s-- before marriage! he wants to check the compatibility on bed???? comon give me some space to take breath...what the hell is this? why you call it love?

some men just want it and they can go to any extent..impress u...flatter u....say u r the most beautiful one (i know they will forget aishwarya and anjelina for sometime)....u r an angel (genetically??) u r a darling...god's gift...the most precious...and whatever...despite knowing the fact that she is none of them....

and i believe girls r big fools...they instantly become paros and lailas once the devdas and majnus utter these words. whatever man...atleaat in my life...i haven't come across one single man who is genuine by heart and loves someone....everyman at the end of the day wants just s-- and nothing else...

GROW UP!!!

I bet on my blog...

the Day that I can never forget

2008-08-25T23:30:00.000-07:00

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...

i lose everything

2008-08-18T22:16:00.000-07:00

i think of something- it goes away from my hands

i like something- it goes away from my hands

i love something- it goes away from my hands

each time- i stay away from everything yet they come my way-

i try to think about it, like it and love it ---only to realise that it is no more with me

let it be a bag or shoes or book or my vehicle or the most loved person-

finally i lose everything!

One-Night-Stand

2008-08-13T22:27:00.000-07:00

"All I cant stand is... One-Night-Stand", says love guru aka apun ka Salman bhai in Partner. The sentence was too catchy and I immediately thought of writing a blog on it. I am already "in"famous for my bold nature and gutsy writing where I am criticised for making arrow-like statements which poke people in many different ways. But I dont care - as I want to write and this is my blog! So have fun reading this.

I asked some people about their reaction to a proposal of one-night-stand (henceforth i shall call it 'ons'). before revealing the response, I would like to say something about this concept. Thanks to google, I could gather some info and could get educated about this new concept. I feel it is more westernised but when it comes to an individual thing, it is global. Whatever! so ons has nothing to do with emotions and it is like -u meet someone, u go ahead and then u forget. Guilt plays no role and relationships never exist. So, it is something that has to do just with the physical desires and which is quite short term.

Now the opinions- i have asked some people about how would they react if someone proposes them for ons or if they want to propose someone else. and to my surprise, i got a mixed but quite an exciting response from everyone. I couldnot stop myself from appreciating all these people for their thoughts and also felt happy as this piece of write-up could be yet another jewel in my blog.

few guys said they dont mind going ahead if the female is smart and is interested. they opine that ons is not sin and there is no harm in going ahead if both the partners are ineterested. few of them said they would never go as they would prefer to have longterm relationships rather than having ons and experience something emotionless. few said they never got a chance and would neither dare to ask. they are also hesitant to go and are quite indifferent about the issue. but majority of the guys are not bothered and see no harm in going for ons. thats quite exciting to read.

now its time for girls. i was a bit hesitant to ask girls as they might get hurt. but surprisingly, i received a genuine response even from the girls and my happiness knew no bounds. most of the girls say they dont mind going ahead (wow!) but they should like him, get impresed and make sure he wouldnot make fuss after-math. true infact. they support their opinion by saying that they dont mind going ahead if they feel secure. hmmm impressive statement. while some girls reacted shockingly and they are like NO WAY...

so this is it..what do u say? let me know your opinion...