bday yoho...

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

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

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!

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?

"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

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!!!!

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 :)

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!!!

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

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!!!