Wednesday, July 27, 2011

In love with Life all over again...


Today is the day I was born and today is the day I want to declare that i'm happier than ever..  I still shop for my Bday.. I still invite this day the way I did 10 yrs back.. Life is getting better like an old wine..
It is just perfectly beautiful and i'm enjoying every bit of it.. LIFE ROCKS!!!

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Lunch Dabba!!!!!

The topic says clearly what am talking about .. This reminds me of my school days .. the happy days where I would wait for lunch break, to see what mum has packed, to share with friends, and to have a great time sharing and eating variety of food.

I have been quite forgetful of my belongings right from childhood, I would have lost N no of lunch bags and N+1 no of chappals. Chappals I would lose while I go out to play, and play bare foot and finally lose the chappal God knows where.. :(

Very few times or rather never have I been scolded for it.
I would go back home from school and get reminded I left my lunch bag at school or at the bus stop or again God knows where else. I would come back home with a fear to get thrashed but I would be happier as I wouldnt get scolded.
Many times I have lost and found and many times Ive plainly lost. Let me tell you Ive never lost it intentionally to get a new one. But once lost I would start imagining what type of new box or waterbottle or Chappal I would buy :P:P:P Cmon.. I was a kid afterall..

Yesterday I lost a newly bought tupperware set with bag in the rickshaw and I realised it only today morning (Coz there is No mom to ask me where it was as soon as I came home:P). Better late than never I atleast realized :P
The very next moment I was in tears and thought I will not forgive myself for this. But as a kid I never cried for it or never felt very bad about it.

Two things here. One I had probably bought this new tupperware set with my own money and as I kid my dad always splurged on these.
Two, I'm feeling very guilty for losing it and my parents never made me feel that I did any wrong.
Finally, after losing a 800bucks worth box I consoled myself, smiled and said, probably the auto guy would give it to his little school going gal and she would enjoy her meal and probably she would thank to whoever left the box for her in her Dad's auto. I can imagine her happiness when she gets a new dabba from her dad just like the way I always got one from my dad.. :):):). This very thought makes me feel very happy.

To end this, Ive forgiven myself as I imagine one little gal using the plush tuperware set :):)

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

A Friend!

I have a friend with whom I have spent some amazing and unforgettable times of this life.

When I first saw the friend in 1998 (may be June to be precise) in the bus stop I thought he/she was a very arrogant. Met the same friend in the same class as mine in college. As I was always the one to acknowledge people and say Hi. I tried doing that to this person.

But, was disappointed to get no good response. My impression about this person was not too good initially.

But we were in the same class and slowly caught up with each other quite well and became close very quickly. We used to go together to college and come back together. Share a cup of sugarcane juice in our 16th yr :). Started meeting up close to home. Started visiting each other’s home.  Started eating at each others home and finally just started being together as much as possible. This friend is quite weird/different (whichever sounds better), but I love my friend.
We bunked classes together. We hanged out together... be it a local chat centre or a plush lunch at any shanti sagar we were always  together sharing food sharing bills :P.
Then time flew we changed college ... We were still very close upto a point then suddenly lost touch…
Now after almost 7 yrs we are back in touch…Both of us are married... Both of us are quite settled and happy with life…
And today I relive those lovely teenage days with my dear friend... And am just super thrilled to see my frnd being just the same…
the same simple yet complicated person... :):)... Very frank… straight on face ... very pretty... mature and has a  million dollar smile :)

This day turns out to be a very special day as my dear frnd turns an year older or an year younger as am back in her life :P:P (being humble!). This day is 28th June 2011.
And I just want to declare that I love my frnd coz she is just too lovely.
Many happy returns to my dear frnd Priyanka. May you be happy... successful both personally and professionally.. healthy and I wish to see the same bubbly gal always for many many more years... may be atleast 70 more :)

LOVE!

Firstly am not an expert in writing. All I do is spill my heart out!
My new fetish is to start writing.
Writing my feelings my experiences, my happiness, my hatred, my emotions, my thoughts, all in all a biography in motion with no fake mask on it!
The first topic I’m choosing is LOVE!!
For the simple reason that love is the thing which has got a new meaning to my life.
Though I cannot define what love is, all I know about it is, It keeps me going. Makes me feel happy about life. Makes me look beautiful. Makes me have only positive thoughts on mind and makes me give more and expect less.. I celebrate life with love.
I’ve always been a chirpy, funny, talkative gal, but trust me I have had my own insecurities and reasons to be sad about life.. though am a lazy girl to be sad for longer or to hold grudges. This love has made me feel just happy and positive about everything in life and makes me do what my heart says right.. and just do the best J
It makes me more confident about anything I do. Makes me good.. some more.. :P
I never dreamt of a prince charming during my growing up years nor was I desperate to fall in Love, neither thought of marriage just as any teenage would think or dream.
If marriage is such a beautiful thing for me now, its solely because I madly love this man and every time I get reminded of the fact that we are bonded for life with this societal thing called marriage, I smile and I have no words to describe how Happy, proud and contended I feel about life..
If there was no Love there would not have been a happy marriage for me.. (Considering my views about life, my principles and my little high self respect)
Ive grown so much in so less years , since I’ve seen this man and met him and been with him that I almost conclude that people who are not in love can’t grow in life nor think high or do good to another human and not even achieve half of what they are capable of... May be I’m wrong.. but for me caring, sharing, living for another person for whom you can do anything in this world is LIFE... Just anything…It makes life worthwhile.
My Love.. My lover.. My boyfriend.. and now who turned into my husband. Thanks to this single soul which has made me realise the deepest meaning of love and made me be positive and strong as a person as a woman..
I ask myself- DO I need riches? do I need a bungalow? Do I need to change job to get more bucks? Do I need the fancy world? Do I need any show off in life? My heart says NO. All I need is my Love.. My life, which aptly puts things in place for me.
If there is GOD I thank him for just one thing.. for giving me this reason to live.. My Love .. My sonu…. Who taught me to live life to the fullest.
You are my living Angel..Thanks for being what you are.
Friends, I hope I seriously did speak about LOVE!!!!

Love never Fades

There used to be a time when I would get excited to know there is a new email in my inbox.. get anxious if my cell beeps with a new message and my heart skipped a beat when I saw that someone special..
There is this day where I still feel the same anxiety and my heart still skips a beat to see him from among the crowd or when my door bell rings in the late evening...

Here I'm married to the MAN himself and still having all the feelings which I used to have while I was dating him..

I still love him the same way or rather love increases exponentially on a daily basis.. whether am low.. am sad.. am angry.. am busy.. whatever am into I still love him MADLY..

Feels great !!!!!!

Pains cant be shared!


I'm down with back pain for 5 days and only now Ive realized how important ones health is.
People love, people care, people accept your mistakes, people show sympathy, but at the fag end no one can share your pains. Happiness can be shared but not pain.

I wish there was a minutest chance of sharing pains, I would happily share it among people around me coz I have realized what pain means. Lying back at home being unable to do any work , being dependent for every small work, house chores being neglected, feeling hungry but unable to cook much, being away from mum on whom I would throw tantrums when I used to be sick, has just made me realize many things in life. Learnt many lessons in the last 5 days.
Being quite a fitness freak I'm down with pain and my humble suggestion to all working women/otherwise to eat well, eat right, work out and just take care of your health completely.
Your spouse /parents might love you lots but finally NO ONE CAN SHARE YOUR PAINS and when in pain you hate to get any sympathy!!!!!

Appraisal

Its that part of the year when u r evaluated for all the wrong and the lil good u have done for the past 365 days.

Appraisals are as important as my 10th class because we would beg and plead for a double-digit score in tests just to smile away for one extra marks we scored compared to our rival in the class.

In schools and college we got evaluated thru tests and marks cards. In childhood by parents and siblings and ofcourse the unwanted relatives.after marriage till we die we get evaluated by husband, his family, his relatives and then our kids and so on…In office by people above us. Is their any point in life when we r not evaluated for whatever we do??

Its only when I filled in my appraisal today I realized how badly we are always been pin pointed for all wrong and not given any credit for all the good we do.. We always did just what the society or family would accept it as good. And the trend continues. Even with 20 yrs of solid education and exposures to different things we still get appraised by others and we still bother about it in every aspect of life personally and professionally.

Gals may be we are called the modern, educated, super women with multi tasking abilities which are way above men’s capability but still its just we who are always eveluated in life. Its just we who are expected to accept every unwanted and undesired change in life with a big SMILE. If just being all this makes me a WOMAN then I seriously think am not happy being a woman.

With probably more than half my life gone into acquiring qualities as expected by OTHERS I’m just thinking.

Can we ever change this view of life??? Can we ever live without doing things for others. Can we also be a little narcicist?

Being an aunt is being a mother

After a break of 8 days I went to meet Dhri at my dad's place. I had just come back with a hectic but fun filled trip to goa celebrating my second anniversary:). HOT WEATHER.. tiring journey. angry on many things(all external stimulants) which is probably a sign of ageing.Lost few material possesions of mine and after all this nothing seemed better than meeting my parents and my kids (Dee and Dhri).

Had taken an auto from the yeshwantpur railway station to go home in the afternoon and was damn hungry. While in the auto I was quite upset and furious with all of the that had happened. Also heard on phone that Dhri was crying lots for about 30 mins and mom and dad were helpless and they cried too unable to understand why she was crying.

when i entered the house my mood just tossed. My eyes just focussed on her and nothing else, no one else and the minute she realised I was there. she went yapping maa maaa maaaa maaa (around 10 times), climbed on me and just hugged me tight and slept on my shoulders and smiled away like mad.. I wass so bloody moved that my eyes watered and my parents were so happy to see that change in a crying baby. The tear stains were still on her cheeks. May be she will not love me the same way when she grows up. But thats acceptable.

For now, Probably she doesnt even realize who I actually am but she knew I was so close to her and I love her and I could make her feel better. Nothing more than a kids' trust and love can make anyone so proud. I felt so very happy that minute and had already forgotten all the pains back from my trip. :):) She makes me fall in love with life again and everytime I just think of the way she hugged me so tight.. I just smile and realise .. its so great to be a MOTHER or an AUNT in my case..

We being old and experienced we find follies in our loved ones and pick up a fight or find a reason to crib or be unhappy. Its only when u meet angels u realize whats important in life and whats not. Love is eternal and just the only thing that can spread happyness

Love u my baby!