The Good Ol' Jalebi

The post is about sumptuous juicy delicacy, impossible to ignore by all those with even a tiny sweet tooth - our very own Jalebi!!! No, the sweet has no translation in English or might be any  other language, which makes it all the more interesting or tasty for that matter. However, the mighty sweet has traveled all around the globe with fans ready to kill for it at drop of a hat. What makes the history of the sweet interesting is the fact that Jalebi is included not just in the  menu, but also in phrases, songs, commercials, connotations and what nots. 


Remember a commercial of a cooking oil, where a young lad of around 10 years is seen on the railway station in the first scene. Sitting on a bench there, with all his luggage, he looked pretty annoyed with all those going on his life. Among a host of unknown faces, he recognizes a known one and shouts, "Ramu Kaka"!! Ah, you remember the ad! Read the further conversation. Ramu Kaka spots the child, "Arrey, tum yahan?" The boy, "Me ghar chod ke jaa raha hun (I am leaving the home)" Ramu Kaka tempts the child, "Par mummy ne toh ghar pe garama garam jalebi banayi hai (But your mom has prepared steaming hot jalebis). Yes, the child returns home. Aha, the boy fell into the trap. 


Then there's another advertisement by an olive oil brand. It addresses all those who think olive oil cannot be used for frying. The ad's targeted Indian homes who are slowly and gradually joining the small strata of olive oil users. What the ad says, "Yes, I am Italian. But I can make a mean Jalebi". Oh, so Jalebis are mean, eh? May be, they are... going by the way they seduce the sweet lovers, cleanly hiding the calorie content! 


What's special about this delicacy is that it does not belong to any cast or nation, nor does an age-group. People from any and every age group fall for this sweet delicacy. It's equally favourite with Hindus, as it is with other castes. I suggest the independent candidates opting to stand in coming elections, should chose Jalebi as their symbol to garner maximum caste-less votes. 


Jalebi is not spared even by literature. Do you know that there's a phrase in Hindi which makes good use of the shape of the sweet. It goes like this, "Jalebi ki tarah seedha hona" For those ignorant of the sweet, let me introduce you to its shape - spiral. The phrase translates to, "a person who is as straight as a jalebi" The phrase is a taunt to person who claim to be innocent and are actually not, are referred as "jalebi" Interesting, isn't it?


Cut to the present times. Recently the humble sweet was featured in a Bollywood item number. The living equivalent of Jalebi, Mallika Sherawat, gyrated to the tunes of a song, proclaiming herself to be 'Jalebi Bai'. The humble Jalebi lost all her innocence. Post the shoot,  the siren was seen promoting the featured song along with the movie, posing with the jalebi. (No, she ain't relished the sweet going by the calorie counts). Our jalebi sure made headlines (in a Bollywood gossip column, though) and many a Indian baraatis danced on the tunes of this song, making it a huge hit. 

Never had I thought that a jalebi will highlight so much of space of my blog. But, it sure has. Don't forget to grab the jalebis from the nearby store (don't forget to ask the connoisseurs where you will get the best one or the entire charm of the sweet will be lost). Some like it dipped in steaming or chilled rabri and others like me have it whatever way it's presented. Jalebi :)

Summer's Here...

Never I felt writing a post on summer. But here it is.


It was not visible.
I rose from my bed, hunted for it here and there. I stood by the window for good 20 minutes, but could not see it. I am in love with it. Everything else just fades away. I can say its happiness personified.


Stealthily, she sneaks into my bedroom through the window. I smile, rub my eyes and hug her. "How come you are here, today? I kept coaxing you to meet me. Here you are, uninvited but making me feel pleasant." She is the most awaited life in winters - the first ray of the sun in my bedroom. Throughout the winters, I use to wait for her. Sometimes, I just stood in balcony, waiting for her. And when the sun reached my home, even for meager 10 minutes, I made the most of it, not caring an inch about the suntan.

The onset of summers bring a whiff of pleasant memories. It's like I just woke up after a deep slumber. All the laziness that winters injected in me, just goes away like the wind. I am all set to exercise, cook, play, work....just everything. Above all, summers bring a new zest - to do something I never did. Actually, summer gives the time to do so. The long days, the smiling sun and the blooming home.

Summers bring the taste of coolers after an everlasting walk towards the cafe. It brings back the umbrella and the shadow of a tree. The taste of kulfi during the long stroll post dinner. Smiling mango lovers, cash counting cola wallahs, welcoming ice-cream stalls and vanishing hunger. Aah! summer's here.

However much I have enjoyed, hugging the first ray, I started sweating in just 15 minutes. Slower the day started in winters, quicker is it in summers. At just 11 am, I felt like its almost 3 in the afternoon. When I had begun writing this article, summer was looking lovely...but the unfolding day makes me wonder - where's monsoon?

Getting married to your boyfriend

Weddings are always a grand affair in every person’s life, especially of the girls. And if she is getting married to her long-time boyfriend, then the grandeur of the affair only increases. Now, your relationship of 7 odd years is translating into lifelong happiness. Things are bound to change. However, if you are in a live-in, nothing much changes. However, there is whole lot of changes when both of you are in a long-distance relationship and are going to tie the knots soon. Girl, you are literally going to be a part of his lifestyle. He will not only talk to you every morning, but also be able to see you, right?

This article tells you what are the things you need to look forward to when you are getting married to your boyfriend. First of all, the fundamental rule of every relationship is not to expect anything, then be it your lover who can do anything for you. Expectations are the breeding ground of miseries. Sheena married her boyfriend of three years. Initially, everything went good but later their bedroom became a battleground. Sheena was a simple girl who watched movies a lot. The rosy pictures painted by some of the romantic movies, made Sheena expect the same things from her husband too. Girls, expectations are not bad, but to believe that everything that you expect will be fulfilled in minutes or say, months is wrong.

Problems arise when both husband and wife work. Girls, things were different when you stayed with your parents. Parents are the angels who give everything to you on a platter. Don’t jump to conclusions. Even your husband will make you available all those things that your parents gave you, but gradually. Now, when both of you are working, things are bound to change and ease in a matter of few months. For this, both of you should talk often. The best thing is to discuss the finances, which can create a problem. However, for the domestic work, both of you will have to decide, who will do what chore (even if there is a domestic help). This will clear our confusions that are bound to arise.

What if, your would-be husband lived at a bachelor-pad with his friends! Troubles are bound to arise. Yes, your boyfriend is all-set to marry you. There is no doubt in this. But post-wedding, his lifestyle is bound to change, which most of the boys are not aware of. Suddenly, they are struggling with LPG cylinder issues, which they never ever thought of. Or for that matter, they still want to go to movies with all-boys group rather than with you. The best one is getting used to home-cooked food or getting used to a lady in their home. It is on you girl, to give him space and time to adjust to all this.

Marriage is not a rocket science, right girls. And even if it is, then who knows it better than you to tackle it. So, just keep it simple and make your wedding an extra-ordinary affair. Because, this is all you wanted for years. Isn’t it!!!

Without you, Mom

Without you, Mom

Without you, Mom, it will never be the same.

Earlier, you were just a hug away, but now I have wait for lengthy ten numbers.

Without you, Mom, it’s not that easy.

There’s no one to wake me up in the morning, except that stupid alarm clock.

I don’t hear you sing a crazy song, nor I hear you and Papa chatter over that news.

Earlier I used to drink my cuppa lemon water alone in my room.

Now, I sit in the living room, repenting the time I missed with both of you.

I don’t hurry for breakfast. There’s no one to nag me to have one.

Earlier, I used to be upset over an empty cornflakes box.

Now even that full container doesn’t coax me to have one.

No, I don’t even like bread-jam either.

Also, there’s no-one to look after my clothes.

Nor does anyone scold me for just sitting at home the entire day.

I don’t even like afternoon naps.

When I am working on my laptop, I look behind to check if by any chance, you are sitting there, overlooking my work, my new ads, my friends pictures, et cetera.

I yearn for the strong coffee made by you.

The hot chapattis made just for me.

I wish that I could make your post-lunch tea for you.

Or just accompany you to the vegetable market.

Above all, I miss your advices, tips, talks, stories, chats, etc.

I ignored most of the things that you told me.

But today when I am sitting alone, everything comes across making me smile.

What if, all of us could have stayed together or were just a step away, not miles!

Yes, my eyes are moist writing this.

And I am yearning to be with you.

I won’t be able to tell you all this as I know you will start crying just like me.

So, a warm letter to you with lots of hugs.

It's time

It's time. 
They say that everything in this world has a definite time. A definite time to express your love and a definite one to wave goodbye. Even my mom says that we have been granted a definite time to stay on this earth. But how come this definite time to leave the earth clashes with others who will have to stay. For what reason, someone's mother leaves her just one month before her wedding. And why another one's father is struggling with major disease. 


Such a devastating news cannot be shared with anyone. And even if shared, what will the friends do? They won't be able to stop the time. They will just share the grief. The emotional ones will cry an hour or two, enough? This is not a situation anyone wants to be in. 


Some people yearn for family. They live alone with no-one to live for them. Sometimes they wish to die. But they pass their entire lives in loneliness. And on the other side of spectrum, there are people who grieve on losing someone important in their life. 


Why God hasn't made a device that arranges meeting between such people? This system will bring people together and make this earth a happy place to live in. 

A cool matrimonial ad

Now that I have seen almost 23 years of my life and most of it without anyone who I could in the true sense call as a friend…..I have been thinking now for a while as to how my spouse oughta be…………                                                                                                

I am not looking for only a beautiful, slim and an intelligent girl…….They are all cliché The ones that matter are:


The first prerequisite I expect of my wife --- no it isn't the ability to understand me, that's the second---- the first one's a sense of humour for me and all my nonsense


She must sleep in my lap and allow me into hers. She must run her hand into my hair and fight me with pillows as often as she can.


She must allow me to disturb her, Which I will, ---no matter how busy and serious she is and I am--- , while she goes about our household chores.


She must sit with me shoulder in shoulder when we watch the late night movie together and must oblige to have a midnight walk anytime in the night.


When the curry isn't nice and I stare into her eyes, she must straight away go and make an omlette for me.


When she is downright tired she must flirt with me to win a cup of tea or a glass of cold water. She must be ready to blow a kiss any time any day and any place. By the way I take kiss only on lips.

She should call me nicknames and how innovative she coins out new ones the better and must be prepared to confront some deadly ones in return. She can call me 'Tu' or anything as am not at all particular about those pronouns.


She got every right to beat me up when I annoy her while she watches those dready serials. She can also extract what she wants of me on women's day. And I am also ready to share her pre-marital crushes and secrets.

On those rare occasions when we might fight and then go on a mourning spree, it can continue for the night. The next morning must again be normal.
I aint promising her a paradise but yes she will always get more of my love than our children.

And finally, she must have a higher life expectancy than me. I may not be able to live without her…..

(copied from internet, liked it)

A phrase-full life

  

Just imagine a day in your life

Everybody expresses just through idioms

Speaking in a language that’s phrase-ful

Turning the English language o so wonderful

  

When nervous, I’ll get butterflies in my stomach

Ants in the pants, if anxious for upcoming

For happiness, its twinkle in the eyes

And other times, I’ll feel like a fish out of water

  

If it’s not enough, it’ll be a drop in the bucket

And a good lunch-pack will give mom thumbs up

My best friend’s home is at a stone’s throw

And school would always be a far cry

Friends, we’ll cook up a different language

And speak like this to avoid mom’s fury

We will delete all the “ifs” and “buts”

Turning ourselves into idioms from idiots

Taking my last breaths in office

However dramatic the title may sound, but leaving this office would indeed be a tough task. Suddenly, even the most pathetic thing in the office will make you miss it. As soon as the reverse counting begins, you start feeling nostalgic. Oh!!! Today's the last Monday that i will be reading the Sunday Times. 

No more drinking water from this dispenser. 

No more reading the free issue of "Campaign India" or for that matter, Namaskar, By the Way, India Today Woman etc etc. 

No more asking Bossy to go home early. 

No more combined lunch hours and boxes. 

No more "creative" discussions. 

No more "saw that ad of so-and-so, it's so third-class, I tell you. Isse acha toh apan bana lete". 

No more, "they again took our idea and made an Ad"

No more punching the attendance cards.

No more pulling legs of each other. 

No more "dalwadas" or "sev khamni" or etc. etc. 

And yes, no more cursing the clients. 

Time passed quickly after joining this place and one day I come to know, I am celebrating my second anniversary of joining. It's been more than two years that I am working here. When I had joined, I didn't like this ambience even an inch. I use to promise myself, just 6 months and I am leaving this place. I am here just for "experience". As soon as I get a good opportunity, I will jump to it. But the first call from a competitor company to get me in, had made me change my mind. "I must be doing a great job, and that's the reason the competitors want me to join them". I couldn't believe that I had denied them for a fatter pay-check. Then it clicked me, "Ah…I am loving it here". 

A salary raise at 6 months, made me sure to hang in here. However, the cursing and blaming continued. People left and many more joined in. Felt bad for the ones leaving and welcomed the newbies. And there came a time, when I was the only girl left in the strength of 30. This too passed. By this time, I had prepared myself to handle isolation. 

Neha. She joined in as a Sr. Client Servicing Executive. She was given the desk next to me. And this was not new. Right from my early days in school, newbies were given a place next to me. Both of us gelled easily. Not just for one reason, there are an umpteen of them. Beginning from our home-towns to our tastes, everything matched to the tee. My life in the office changed drastically. We were like twins. We knew everything about each other, even the reactions and pro-actions. But, she too left due to her wedding.

But she fulfilled many of my dreams - A dream of having a close friend, a close colleague and yes, a dream to leave the office soon. I needed a solid reason to leave the office. And I think the reason came to her belief in me and God. No, this article is not dedicated to Neha. But even though we spent just 6 months in the office together, yet around 70% of my office talks would be consumed of her.

It’s just a week to go and then I will be leaving this office. When I saw our ex-employees visiting office often, I used to wonder that why is it they come back. Now, I got the secret. There’s a charm here. This charm will never let you cut your umbilical cords with it. It has been a professional mother to me. And will always be. It’s been my first job and most probably the last one.

Being the emotional one who cries at the drop of hat, it would be very tough for me to say "goodbye". But as they say that "best of friends must part", I wave a goodbye to everyone who contributed in changing me. 


When there are lines upon my face from a lifetime of smiles, 
When the time comes to embrace for one long last while, 
We can laugh about how time really flies, 
We won't say goodbye 'cause there would be tear in my eyes

Miss you everyone.

This too shall pass

"Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you

Life has a funny, funny way of helping you out"

Irony. The word is indeed a small one, but has the ability to upturn one entire life. Remember "The Diamond Necklace" by Guy de Maupassant. The entire life of the protagonist is spent in repenting for borrowing the diamond necklace. Her idea of looking beautiful on one awesome night proves to be a nightmare. She and her husband had to pay through her nose for the lady's dream of living a lavish life. The story is indeed a sad one, and gives me goosebumps even now. I make sure that I don't borrow things just to prove myself for a couple of hours. 

Another beautiful story was in our curriculum for the 10th boards. The details are hazy. And the Google search didn't yield results. The story is on Manorama, a typical teenager who wants to fall in love and marry someone who is romantic as portrayed by movies. She used to get love letters by her school crush. However, their teenage love doesn't end up in marriage. Manorama is married. She is not so happy with her husband. Her husband is not romantic at all. The old love letter reminisces and she in a rage once told her husband that he is not romantic at all. And what he reveals now, is the best thing about this story. He says that all the letter that her school-boyfriend used to give her were written by HIM. And the story ends. Romanticism is not measured by the poems but the unshared feelings. 

O'henry, the king of stories with a twist, has written magnificent ironies. The most loved are "Twenty years after" and "The last leaf". Twenty years after is on the friendship of two young guys who decide to meet after twenty years on a particular place. The surprise that awaits them forms the irony of the story. "The last leaf" however is on a sadder note. O'henry tries to prove that the most unexpected person helps you in the time of need. The author has beautifully portrayed the characters and the background. 

I am fond of ironies right from my childhood. And somehow these have inspired me to write one on my own. Mentioning my story in this article would be amateurish thing to do. But it meets the purpose of my article. "Terminal Love" by me deals with the love that goes into a relationship to make it strong. 

Ironies give me a high. It motivates me to linger in a bad situation. As it might happen that an irony is just waiting to take all my blues away. Ironies can be summed up in one phrase, "this too shall pass". 

The post with no title

Yet another year ends. 

I just read my last year's post made on December 31, 2009. 

The post reflected my happiness. I had vowed to be happy and cheerful this year. 

This year was quite a puzzle. It was an unopened gift for her or I think, she had expected it to be a gift but it turned out a nightmare. She would have liked to erase this year from her life, if it was possible. Right from January 1, she was not happy with her personal and professional life. In the bargain to get happiness, she even lost her strength and strong will. 

"Girl, I thought you were strong. You can emerge out of a pool of sadness without affecting even a pebble around you". But I think, if something doesn't happen according to your will for an umpteen number of times, you start loosing confidence. They say, when you make peace with yourself, you make peace with God. Lately, she lost confidence on heaven above, and to an extent this is because she was lost in herself. She lost her identity in toto. A bubbly girl turns into a cry baby or delicate darling. 

She is an independent girl who never waits for others. But the weakness is gripping her and she is not able to break the shackles. Was her decision to take life head on, wrong? Will she get what she wants out of her life? Or she will loose herself once again. I seriously wish she is OK, plain OK, so that there are no more upheavals in her life. God bless (if there exists one)

 

In a Relationship

"We are in a Relationship"


What importance does this status holds for a normal couple. Does it mean these two can do anything for each other? What is the intensity of this status? How do two entirely different persons come to a conclusion that they want to be in a relationship, when for others they already exist as a related couple. Confusing, isn't it!! I believe that relationships are like staple diet. To each his own. It depends on the background of the person, the situation in which he is brought up and the friends he is surrounded by. It also depends on the kinds of relationships one has been into and one has seen.  Also, one cannot learn from other relationships. Because like snowflakes, no two relationships are alike. 


I think there is so much that goes into a relationship. Some people say they don't need any effort to keep their relationship going. But I think they lie. They have got so habituated by each other's presence that they don't even realize that they are sacrificing their likes and dislikes just to keep the other person happy. Then there are people who won't sacrifice their present lifestyle to accommodate the new tenant in their heart, mind and cellphone. They continue living like a person not in any relationship. The other person keeps on adjusting to this person's lifestyle. 


Often, couples are classified distinctively. The wife of the fellow man is a dominating one. Or the husband is a pretty nasty fellow, he talks to other women in presence of his wife and so on and so forth. But I think, no person is same all the time. The wife who seems dominating to others is being trained so. Her husband wants her to be dominated because he loves her as the lead in their family. The husband who is eying other women in the presence of his wife has been allowed to do so, because his wife knows his nature is such. Relationships are all about compatibility between two beings. Relationships don't need the stamp of other people. Even when the couple fight, they need to sort it out on their own. It might happen that these stamps ruin their relationship as this is when past matters surface and engrave the situation. 


If we rewind our lives, then we come to know different breeds of couples. Wives who could anything for husbands, even change their first names along with second. Sometimes forget the family they come from and transform into a different being. But the present wives, who are many a times, girlfriends first belong to a little different shade. The information age has turned them into persons who are not just an accessory to the family, but beings who shouldn't be dependent on men. They shouldn't consider men their whole and soul, but just as a mere husband. This is again a stamp by chauvinists, that if a women is modernist, she shouldn't treat her husband as her God. 


All said and done, the knowledge about relationships won't come through my one article or a thousand others on Google. It doesn't even come by consulting a self-made expert or other people. It comes by your own experience. And then you realize how wrong were other people.  This makes you vow that this won't happen when "we're in a relationship".

Let this Diwali be a sweet one
Cherried with loads and loads of fun
Forget the old habits
But remember to form the new
Call that old friends
'Coz there are only a few
Don't be so busy
That you forget your family
As it ain't good to be wise every time
Sometimes try to be a li'l silly
Wishing you and your near ones
Hap Happ Happpie Diwali

View through an Ad agency's glasses

What if the half-empty, oops...half-full glass...whatever, is placed in an ad agency!!!
Let's see....



We'll start with the creative director!!!

The creative director says, Give me the CDR file, the water is not looking genuine.

The copywriter views the glass for 10 minutes, and another 5 minutes and finally comes up with a 12 page brochure concept.

The client servicing executive desperately tries to convince the client that "glass is whatever the client thinks it is"

The client asks for three more options on the glass.
(yes, he is given a half-empty glass, half-full glass and a glass which is half)

The accountant of the ad agency feels the payment for the glass is still pending.

The peon confirms whether he will have to do yet another late night for this glass thing.

The media people are deciding to install an actual glass at the mall to garner a better response.

The suppliers inform that they wont be able to give more such glasses at a short notice.

The coordinator is busy making dummy bills on the quotation approved on the glass.

The merry-makers order a ton of pizzas because they know that they will have do a late night whether the thing is solved or not.

Meanwhile the glass is having a good nap!!!

The half-empty half-full glass

This is what i found on a website!!! opinions on a glass (filled with water upto 50% level). I think it will give you food for thought!!!


The optimist says the glass is half full.

The pessimist says the glass is half empty.

The project manager says the glass is twice as big as it needs to be.

The realist says the glass contains half the required amount of liquid for it to overflow.

And the cynic... wonders who drank the other half.

Anyway... Attitude is not about whether the glass is half full or half empty, it's about who is paying for the next round.

The professional trainer does not care if the glass is half full or half empty, he just knows that starting the discussion will give him ten minutes to figure out why his powerpoint presentation is not working.

The ground-down mother of a persistently demanding five-year-old says sweetheart it's whatever you want it to be, just please let mummy have five minutes peace and quiet.

The consultant says let's examine the question, prepare a strategy for an answer, and all for a daily rate of...

The inquisitive troublemaker wants to know what's in the glass anyhow... and wants the rest of it.

The homebuilder sees the dirty glass, washes and dries it, then puts it away in a custom oak and etched glass cabinet that he built himself using only hand tools.

The worrier frets that the remaining half will evaporate by next morning.

The fanatic thinks the glass is completely full, even though it isn't.

The entrepreneur sees the glass as undervalued by half its potential.

The computer specialist says that next year the glass capacity will double, be half the price, but cost you 50% more for me to give you the answer.

The first engineer says the glass is over-designed for the quantity of water.

The second engineer says (when the half is tainted) he's glad he put the other half in a redundant glass. (Based on a Dilbert cartoon by Scott Adams)

The computer programmer says the glass is full-empty.

The Buddhist says don't worry, remember the glass is already broken.

The Dutchman would suggest to both pay for the glass and share the content. Then tells you he will have the bottom half.

The personal coach knows that the glass goes from full to empty depending on the circumstances, and reminds the drinker that he can always fill the glass when he wishes.

The grammarian says that while the terms half-full and half-empty are colloquially
acceptable the glass can technically be neither since both full and empty are absolute states and therefore are incapable of being halved or modified in any way.

The waiter will hurry to replace the glass with a full one.

The magician will show you the glass with the full half at the top.

The physician says that the glass is not empty at all - it is half-filled with water and half-filled with air - hence, fully filled on the whole!

The musician says he/she is unimpressed with the promoter of the concert for not providing more alcohol.

The ineffective organization would discuss the question during the board of directors meeting, convene a committee to research the problem, and assign tasks for a root cause analysis, usually without a complete explanation of the problem to those assigned the tasks. The directors would consider the problem to be above the pay grade of those assigned root cause analysis tasks.

And more strangely:

The dog just wonders: can he eat the glass or will you throw it so he can bring it back

The cat wonders why the glass is only half full (or empty)... is it a trick... poison perhaps...

The eternally optimistic eccentric would say, the glass is consistently overflowing (or is that the neurotic?...)

The person who is no longer trapped in The Matrix (whatever one might call him/her) says: "There is no glass..."

More generationally:

The adolescent student says the glass is just another dirty trick played by the teacher to prove that students are dumb.


The 'perfect' 1950s housewife would not leave the glass sitting there long enough for anyone to consider the question, but would scoop it up, wash it up, dry it to a gleaming shine and put it back in the glass cabinet in a jiffy. No half-full or half-empty in her world... just a full glass or an untidy one.

The obsessive compulsive postpones the question until the level is checked, and checked again, and again, and again...

The phobic says yuck, someone drank out of it and left their germs on the glass.

What an opinionated glass!!!

Its a question of a question!!!

Once Again!!! I visited URNER and found a new lovely post!!! Few set of questions that need to be answered!!!


Ten How’s:
1. How did you get one of your scars?
If i choose one to be described here, other scars will feel bad. (i won't discriminate, my scars will sue me)

2. How did you celebrate your last birthday?
I haven't yet celebrated my last birthday. And i will never do!!!

3. How are you feeling at this moment?
Net has burst-ed again. I don know how will i post this article!!!

4. How did your night go last night?
Slept early.

5. How did you do in high school?
Memorized each and every moment!!!


6. How did you get the attire you’re wearing?
Mom mailed it to my hostel. It was a surprise. It's my favorite print that even my boyfriend likes.

7. How often do you see your best friend(s)?
I see my best friends every day. I eat, drink, sleep and LIVE with them. My mom, sis and Paa

8. How much money did you spend last month?
I don't spent money. I purchase things. :P


9. How old do you want to be when you get married?
I want to be very very young when i get married!!!

10. How old will you be at your next birthday?
Uh-oh i don't count my age...

Nine What’s:
1. Your mothers name:
Mumma

2. What did you do last weekend?
Ended the weak moments

3. What is the most important part of your life?
That i breathe (hope Ramdev Baba is not reading this, he wants us to breathe slow....ly)

4. What would you rather be doing?
I had rather be writing my own post, than filling this form

5. What did you last cry over?
I lost my happiness

6. What always makes you feel better when you’re upset?
Doing better things, makes me feel better

7. What’s the most important thing you look for in a significant other?
I overlook the important things and pay attention to sillier ones

8. What are you worried about?
I am worried about worrying.

9. What did you have for breakfast?
A silly Television commercial

Eight You’s:
1. Have you ever liked someone who had a girlfriend/boyfriend?
Yes, i liked my boyfriend who already has me as his girlfriend

2. Have you ever had your heartbroken?
Umm..lemme see..no, there are no visible scars

3. Have you ever been out of the country?
CounTRY: try, try and tried..but not yet

4. Have you ever done something outrageously dumb?
You mean, like filling such forms

5. Have you ever been back stabbed by a friend?
If i would have been, i wont be alive to write this post

6. Have you ever had sex on the beach?


7. Have you ever dated someone younger than you?
I cannot. I feel younger wen i date someone. So, this situation isn't possible

8. Have you ever read an entire book in one day?
Do you want me to read one to you???

Seven Who’s:
1. Who was the last person you saw?
You mean, last person in the queue???

2. Who was the last person you texted?
I have texted the cops, to kidnap you...Your questions are not stopping.

3. Who was the last person you hung out with?
I am not a hang man.

4. Who was the last person to call you?
God. (He told me not to answer you)

5. Who did you last hug?
My pillow. It was feeling kinda low.

6. Who is the last person who texted you?
My boss. He wanted me to pay attention at work and leave this blog.

7. Who was the last person you said “I love you” to?
My work. And it said me the same thing, mwaaaah :)

Six Where’s:
1. Where does your best friend(s) live?
In my heart

2. Where did you last go?
http://listenuru.blogspot.com

3. Where did you last hang out?
I am not a hang man, yet again

4. Where do you go to school?
I think it should be WHY


5. Where is your favorite place to be?
I always want to be on my best friends mind

6. Where did you sleep last night?
Why? do you want to hire that place kya
(When you don't wish to answer, ask a question)

Five Do’s:
1. Do you think anyone likes you?
Yes, thats the reason i exist

2. Do you ever wish you were someone else?
Yes, I want to be my younger self again

3. Do you know the muffin man?
Who is spreading this rumor???

4. Does the future scare you?
I have never seen the future. Did you see? Was it scared by me?

5. Do your parents know about your blog?
How do you know this? they visit it regularly!!!

Four Why’s:
1. Why are you best friends with your best friend?
Because i have made them the best

2. Why did you get into Blogging?
Because i don't want people to see me talking to myself

3. Why did your parents give you the name you have?
Because they didn't know they will have to answer my this question. They keep on passing this question to each other. (Your mom named it, no your Pa named it)

4. Why are you doing this survey?
Why are you reading this survey

Three If’s:
1. If you could have one super power what would it be?
To create many super powers

2. If you could go back in time and change one thing, would you?
Yes, till now you must have known that i am gonna talk about the moment when i started answering this survey

3. If you were stranded on a deserted island and could bring 1 thing, what would you bring?
My pictures with the person who came to pick me up


Two Would-You-Ever’s:
1. Would you ever get back together with any of your ex’s if they asked you?
Yes, i will get back to my ex-sadness and turn it into happiness


2. Would you ever shave your head to save someone you love?
My hair donation will save none. (the quality aint nice)

One last question:
1. Are you happy with your life right now?
Yes, i am answering the last question

You must have been tired. Because the 2nd rule of writing says "If its boring to you, its boring to your readers" :P

I did, I did not

Ohh My Gawd!!!
There are so many things i want to do, there are so few i would like to miss!!!
I found a list on some other Urvashi's blog (URNER - URvashi's corNER) and ctrl CVied it...So quick guys, hang on the list and find out the things you don't want to miss!!! And if you like this, do the same as what i did (do not forget to mention it)


1. Graduated high school.
2. Kissed someone.
3. Smoked a cigarette .
4. Got so drunk you passed out .
5. Rode every ride at an amusement park. (Not every, but most of them..)
6. Collected something stupid.(wrappers of expensive chocolate, picha of celebrities i dote on, junk quizzez (yes, i do)etc etc.)
7. Gone to a rock concert . (i want to, yaa...)
8. Helped someone. (can i count myself in someone???)
9. Gone fishing . (against fishing)
10. Watched six movies in one day. (worked as an usher for Asian film fest)
11. Lied to someone.
12. Snorted cocaine .
13. Smoked weed .
14. Failed a subject .
15. Been in a car accident . (touchwood)
16. Been in a tornado . (again touchwood)
17. Watched someone die. (missing her)
18. Been to a funeral .
19. Burned yourself.(Everytime while frying something…!!)
20. Run a marathon . (want to....)
21. Cried yourself to sleep. (umpteen number of times)
22. Spent over 10,000 bucks in one day. (lol...spent in fixed deposit)
23. Flown on an aeroplane .
24. Cheated on someone. (don't remember)
25. Been cheated on.
26. Written a 10 page letter . (but want to...expressing happiness)
27. Gone skiing .
28. Been sailing.
29. Cut yourself .
30. Had a best friend.
31. Lost someone you loved.
32. Got into trouble for something you didn’t do .
33. Stolen a book from the library .
34. Gone to a different country .
35. Watched the Harry Potter movies. (thanks to Sis)
36. Had an online diary. (Had..??? this is it)
37. Fired a gun. (to shoot balloons :P)
38. Gambled in a casino .
39. Been in a school play. (acted as modern anarkali)
40. Been fired from a job . (Still doing with my first job :P )
41. Taken a lie detector test .
42. Swam with dolphins .
43. Voted for someone on a reality TV show .
44. Written poetry. (explore the poet-tree section on this blog)
45. Read more than 20 books a year. (any kind of books will count)
46. Gone to Europe . (How I would Love to...)
47. Loved someone you shouldn’t have.
48. Used a colouring book over age 12.
49. Had a surgery. (dental surgery...got 4 teeth removed, will it count?)
50. Had stitches .
51. Taken a Taxi .
52. Had more than 5 Gmail conversations going on at once.
53. Been in a fist fight. (in kiddo days)
54. Suffered any form of abuse. (verbal, yes)
55. Had a pet . (lol...pet name???)
56. Petted a wild animal . (myself!!!)
57. Had your own credit card & bought something with it .
58. Dyed your hair .
59. Got a tattoo...(not the real ones, but the fake ones, yes!!!)
60. Had something pierced. (Just ears….!! M too afraid of piercing..!!)
61. Got straight A’s.
62. Known someone personally with HIV or AIDS .
63. Taken pictures with a webcam.
64. Lost something expensive.(many things, even happiness :P)
65. Gone to sleep with music on. (sometimes)

I pass this tag on to all those who love doing TAGS..!! :) Enjoy and do leave me a comment if you are taking this up..!! :)

My home

My home…
It’s like a world to me

For my parents
It’s a sanctum sanctorum
To share all their day
When we return in the evening

For my siblings
It’s room full of friends
Where they play everyday
And nurture their life with joy

For my neighbours
It’s a knock on the door
To borrow smiles and lend bliss
For this is what we have

For my relatives & friends
It’s just another home
Sharing everything we have
Weaving us an another family

For me
It’s like a world, indeed
With millions of memories
Living happily ever after

Terminal Love

Chunmun loves cake, especially hot baked chocolate ones.
At the tender age of three, he is like any other kid who is fond of everything that is chocolate. Cookies, puddings and ice-creams and whatever other things that essentially include chocolate. He loves watching cartoons as well - Mickey and his friends. He can do that for hours together goes on for hours together. I think it’s because of Mickey’s pet Pluto; Chunmun is quite fond of him. In fact, it was only yesterday, that he didn’t let me watch my favourite soap because of that cartoon. This irritates me to no end sometimes but it’s fine if it saves me the trouble to get him to eat.

“Honey, don’t you think all of us should go for a picnic?” my husband said to me one
evening/morning. “Hmm…even Chunmun will love it. He has become quiet these days, a good picnic will change his mood” I added to this plan, “I will prepare those butter cookies you are fond of…hmm…and also those cream-filled buns. We can ask Mrs. Khanna to pack lunch for us. And I think she will agree to prepare dinner when we come back. It will be ultimate fun, (We’ll have a great time) isn’t it Chunmun?”
“Each time you speak something, you prove the fact that women are fond of speaking, Okay then, this weekend let’s make a visit to the countryside. There’s a friend of mine who owns a resort there. It will be fun.”
“Yeah...”Chunmun nodded.

My kid is a sweetheart. Chunmun makes friends easily, just like me. Even at the resort, he was surrounded by kids and played non-stop. He easily turns into an
eye-candy wherever he goes. Kids don’t really understand what he blabbers but they enjoy it all the same.

I summoned Chunmun for lunch…but no, why should he come with me when all the
attention he needs is being showered on him by these tiny-tots? After all, this
is what children yearn for, isn’t it? Finally we moved for lunch, promising the
kids that they’ll get to play soon.

“Don’t forget to order those chocolate flavoured breads, or else it will become quite
difficult for me to pacify Chunmun” I reminded my husband. “Yes, I remember sweetheart”. My husband and his romantic outbursts are like rains in summers. Soon, we were joined by his friends, who appear at every picnic from nowhere. But this time it was a couple, so the ice melted soon. All four of us got along like a house
on fire. But there was something amiss. The wife seemed lost and I figured it
out soon. “Is something wrong?” I asked. “No…err..actually nothing…I love kids..”, she paused, “we don’t have any issues and so whenever I see a family like yours, I long for the same”

After spending some more hours together, they left for the city. That night, my
husband brought up the topic again. And we were sad as usual. When the
gynaecologist informed us that we cannot conceive, we were disheartened. We did not know what to do. It was then that my husband decided that instead of spending on costly treatments, we shall adopt. And then Chunmun came into our life. We have nurtured him like our own kid. He is our life. And we think that our
relationship with Chunmun will only go strong with time.

But if everything was perfect, no-one would pray to God says my mother. When we
returned from our weekend picnic, a peculiar kind of plague had gripped the
city. Just like the pigs in the earlier one, this time it was dogs. One by one,
all the dogs started dying. Our Chunmun died too.

my true friend

I touched it. It touched me back.
I smiled and it smiled too!!! It was imitating my every move. I was enjoying the attention. But soon was irritated. I didn't like this. I wanted something new from it. But no!!! It believes in copying my moves. I waited. Tired, i smiled again. And it smiled back. I hugged it. And finally was friends with it as now understood it to an extent.

The reason i address it as 'it' is that it is neither she or he. It is experience. It is happiness. In other words, it is life. How strange it seems!!! Life imitates your every move. You smile and it smiles back. And your frown is returned with the same. When i try to wait, then life waits for me. My life is my reflection. The way i behave, my life behaves the same. She looks ditto. As if it's my mirror. But the equation between me and my life changes when surroundings overcome us. Like true friends, we never doubt each other but the situations compels us to do otherwise.

How i wish, it were just me and my life. No boundaries, no people, no situations around us. In that manner, we would have never complained, never demanded anything from each other. We would just sit and relax. Watch each other move, help each other grow. And guide each other to what is best, without thinking of consequences. If i were wrong, she would have scolded him, and not let me do wrong. And when i did something good, she would have appreciated me, without being jealous and waiting for too long.

When life and me are good friends, then time too will join us. Time knows what is good for both of us. Time is like our father, who stands by us through thick and thin. And also love, our mother. Love has nurtured both me and life. So we consider love as our mother. Our siblings, happiness and dreams play with us and our favorite game is hide and seek. And this game sometimes create troubles. Happiness finds a tricky place to hide. She is just below our nose, and we try to find her in every lane. And when we finally find her out, we blame her for cheating. But thats not right, na? Dreams is always there with us, but as a silent observer. And I respect him for this.

I so much want other good friends to join us. So that we can turn the ones with bad feelings into good. O my my!!! I love my life and promise to nuture it with dreams and happiness, time and again. God bless!!!

Weight and watch

"But i had prayed you. I told you earlier only, that i will fast an entire week if you make me thin."
Above is a snippet from Conversations with God. People make foolish demands sometimes and the authenticity of God answering prayers is questioned. The girl in question here is Mahi. She is not overweight but she is somewhat healthy. Peer pressure requires her to loose weight. So that she can join the bandwagon of perfect slim girls, who don't have to think twice before buying a tee-shirt; who can fit in an auto where already three are seated, who don't get scoldings from Mom to loose weight (in fact, they are asked to gain some!!!). So my dear Mahi, tried some exercises and yoga and power yoga and gymming and dieting and what not. But each thing was tried just for two days. Which obviously didn't fulfill her incy wincy wish. So her last resort was praying to God. "if you make me thin in a month, i will fast for a week" Leaving everything to God, she forgot everything about loosing weight. In fact, she had three sweetmeats a day and never exercised. Oh yes, instead of loosing, she gained much in a month's duration.

"But i told you God"
How can God help Mahi now, when she didn't help herself? Yes, its true that one should never worry about future, and leave everything to almighty. But in the mean time, we should keep making efforts. So that God knows you want it desperately. And you are playing your part. I remember Bhagvad Gita: Karm Karo, fal ki iccha mat karo. Or for the newbies, its 3 idiots: Kabil bano, kamyabi jhak mar ke aayegi.

Only hard work doesn't help. What needed is ample amount of patience. Once you have asked God to help and you are doing your bit, then the next step will be leaving everything to God. Now you will have to wait and watch (in the mean time, work hard to reach your goal). I think this will work for Mahi too. Now that God has not helped her, she will do something on her own. She needs to keep patience and practice a form of exercise/ yoga for atleast a week to see the results. And after this, she will definitely loose and this time she needs to thank God.